Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

The old emperor rose in a state of shock and rage, as if things were going to rain one night than the next.

Luo Yuheng raised an eyebrow, her eyes fixed on Chu Caiwei with a radiant gaze—this was hardly the behavior of a supervisor.

Chu Caiwei remained calm and said, "Therefore, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau has asked me to borrow someone from His Majesty to fight against that bald monk from the Western Regions on behalf of the Bureau of Astronomy."

Borrow someone?!

The shrewd and calculating Emperor Yuanjing did not agree immediately.

Emperor Yuanjing thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of anyone to be the supervisor.

Who can rival Buddhism in its magical prowess?

If Wei Yuan hadn't paid for his own cultivation, he definitely would have had that ability.

"Whom does the Supervisor want?"

Chu Caiwei said in a clear voice, "The banished immortal, Su Nan!"

The quiet room suddenly fell silent.

Southern Jiangsu?!

A look of confusion appeared on Emperor Yuanjing's face.

Can Southern Jiangsu really challenge Buddhism?!

In recent days, Su Nan has done some things for the imperial court, and they have all been done very well.

Emperor Yuanjing was very satisfied with southern Jiangsu.

But what's the point of Su Nan getting involved in this Buddhist power struggle?!

Although he was incredibly talented, he was, after all, just an ordinary person!

"Why would it be Southern Jiangsu?" Emperor Yuanjing couldn't help but ask, his mind already racing with questions.

Luo Yuheng, standing to the side, remained silent.

Emperor Yuanjing was unaware of this, but she knew Su Nan's background perfectly well.

This immortal being... possesses immense power!

Chu Caiwei shook her head honestly: "I don't know."

Emperor Yuanjing sighed and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, I understand."

"The supervisor can summon him at any time if he needs him."

Chu Caiwei walked briskly, intending to go to Princess Huaiqing's Dexin Garden for tea and pastries, and to share her experiences.

After Caiwei left, Emperor Yuanjing held his teacup, pondered for a long time, and asked in a heavy tone, "Grand Preceptor, what do you think?"

"Although Su Nan is hailed as a banished immortal and a romantic talent, he is just an ordinary person. He has no chance of winning against Buddhism."

Emperor Yuanjing's tone revealed deep concern.

This battle of wits with the Buddhist sect is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly.

Luo Yuheng has delicate and dignified features; when expressionless, she resembles a goddess carved from jade.

She said calmly, "A contest of magic is not a contest of martial arts."

"Perhaps the supervisor has other plans."

"Perhaps there's more to this battle of wits than meets the eye."

Emperor Yuanjing nodded slightly upon hearing this.

That seems to be the only explanation.

Emperor Yuanjing sighed, "Never mind him. That old man, the Supervisor, is very cunning. I've never been able to see through him. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll return to the palace first."

The person Emperor Yuanjing disliked the most was the Supervisor.

Throughout the entire Great Feng Dynasty, he looked down upon all the civil and military officials!

Even Luo Yuheng, the leader of the Human Sect, addressed him as a fellow Daoist and treated him as an equal.

The only one he truly looked up to was the Supervisor!

Emperor Yuanjing could not see through him at all.

This was a very difficult thing for an emperor who held supreme power.

……

The following day.

The huge plaza outside the O-Observatory.

The place was packed with people from the morning, a silent yet noisy cacophony of voices rising up.

News of the contest between the Imperial Censor and the Buddhist monks spread throughout the capital, and people flocked to the site to witness the duel.

The Arhat image that shook the capital the other day did not instill fear in the people of Dafeng; instead, it aroused their anger.

How dare a mere Buddhist sect act so violently in the capital of the Great Feng Dynasty!

Isn't this a slap in the face to the Great Feng?

The people are all waiting for the supervisor to take action and retaliate against Buddhism!

The core area of ​​the Star Gazing Tower has long been controlled by the imperial court, and today, officials from the capital will come to watch this contest of magic.

Ordinary people gathered from all directions, centered around the observatory.

"This is even more lively than the Spring Festival..."

"I'm afraid most of Kyoto's residents will come today, and hundreds of thousands of people will gather near the observatory!"

"We must be prepared to defend ourselves!"

"..."

Such a large-scale activity is a huge test for the soldiers responsible for patrolling.

As the time for the duel drew near, dignitaries and important figures arrived one after another.

The vast square was covered with many pavilions, where civil officials, military officers, and nobles sat in their respective areas in an orderly yet distinct manner.

In addition, there were many noble ladies and young ladies, most of whom came with their families to watch the fight.

For these noble women, the reputation of Dafeng is secondary, and watching the fun is the most important thing.

In the area where the night watchman's office was located, a man in a blue robe sat in the main seat.

Behind Wei Yuan stood a uniform group of people wearing golden gongs.

Behind the golden gong is the silver gong.

As for the gong players... they were assigned to duty and were not allowed to stay in the pavilion to watch the show.

"Father, will the Superintendent intervene today?"

Nangong Qianrou asked with some concern.

The image of the Arhat from yesterday made Nangong Qianrou's heart tremble.

Perhaps only the chief supervisor can fight against the Buddhist masters.

Wei Yuan shook his head.

"The Supervisor is a first-rank official. If we want him to take action, the Buddhist sect would have to send at least a Bodhisattva."

"But Du'e is only a second-rank Arhat, not qualified for the Supervisor to take action."

"The person from the Imperial Observatory who responded to the challenge must be someone else."

Is it someone else?

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qianrou, Yang Yan, and the others all showed thoughtful expressions.

Who else could the Imperial Observatory send?

Jiang Luzhong muttered, "Could it be that Yang Qianhuan is the one who's going to fight the Buddhist sect...?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qianrou, Yang Yan, and the others all stiffened.

Wei Yuan smiled upon hearing this and said no more.

He already knew who would make the move.

Among the pavilions in the Observatory Square, the most luxurious is a resting platform covered with yellow silk cloth, with tables and desks set up at the bottom, where members of the royal family and clan sat.

The empress and imperial concubines from the palace arrived one after another, all chatting and laughing, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Although they almost beat each other to a pulp in the harem.

However, even in public, they still had to maintain a harmonious atmosphere within the harem.

The princes and princesses also arrived.

All four princesses arrived, with Huaiqing sitting in the head seat and Biaobiao sitting beside her.

The princes, led by the crown prince, also took their seats.

This power struggle is even more important to the royal family!

This is not just a spectacle; it concerns the face of the imperial court and the royal family!

Biao Biao looked at the sky, bared her teeth, and said fiercely, "These bald monks are really hateful, daring to cause trouble in my Great Feng capital!"

"The supervisor is determined to teach them a lesson today!"

Huaiqing glanced at the adorable woman and said in a calm tone, "It's most likely that the supervisor didn't make a move today."

Biao Biao immediately looked worried and said, "Ah?"

"If the Superintendent doesn't take action, then who can deal with them?!"

Upon hearing this, the princes all showed expressions of worry.

"Yes, if the Chief Supervisor doesn't take action, who else can?"

Next to the royal family's pavilion was a group of nobles.

Prince Yu sat in the first seat.