From the Valkyrie to the Endless

The silk cloth has two sides, one side has a map, and the other side has some twisted and strange patterns printed on it with ink. The moment Shen Qing saw these patterns, his eyes lit up slightly.

These patterns are undoubtedly spiritual patterns.

In recent days, she would often read ancient books about spiritual formations and recognized it at a glance.

Although we don’t know the specific functions of these spiritual patterns, as long as the spiritual patterns exist, even if it is not a secret realm, there must be something related to the ancient cultivators.

"I have sent many experts to explore. There must be something else behind the stone wall of the cold pond waterfall. It is most likely a secret place."

Hearing this, Shen Qing began to weigh the pros and cons in her mind. Even if it was just a possibility, it was enough for her to make a trip to southern Xinjiang.

But her expression was calm and even looked a little disappointed: "It turns out that Prime Minister Liu is not sure either."

"If the secret realm doesn't appeal to you, are you interested in the seven continents of the world except Yuanzhou?"

Liu Kunnan's expression remained unchanged. He pushed the silk cloth in front of Shen Qing and said bluntly without beating around the bush:

"Now that Yang Zongxian is in seclusion, my department is in charge of the government. Even the Divine Constable Department must obey my orders. With a little effort, you can easily swallow up more than 90% of Daxia's territory."

"Why did Prime Minister Liu help me?"

Shen Qing looked at Liu Kunnan, trying to find some clues from his expression.

"It's just that you deserve help now."

Liu Kunnan's expression was very calm: "You may not know that Zhao Sheng is mine."

When Shen Qing heard Zhao Sheng's name, his eyebrows jumped and a hint of murderous intent rose up in his heart uncontrollably.

It was because of Zhao Sheng's "care" that she almost fell into despair in the Jiaofangsi. If Fu Chan hadn't helped her, her fate would be unpredictable.

"Did you instruct Zhao Sheng to do what he did?"

Shen Qing stared at Liu Kunnan's eyes. If she saw any sign of evasion, she would immediately take action and chop off Liu Kunnan's head.

"No, I just asked him to take care of you, but he misunderstood."

Liu Kunnan's expression remained calm, and he said without any concealment: "When I learned the news, it was too late to reverse it. You had already left the imperial capital."

At the beginning, he didn't think Shen Qing could achieve much. After knowing the news, he didn't care too much. Shen Lie was dead, so it was even less likely that Shen Qing would cause any trouble.

No one could have imagined that Shen Qing could grow to this point so quickly.

"You are still young and don't understand many things. Your father and I are political enemies, but we are also close friends. I admire Shen Lie's character, but I hate his stupidity, his arrogance, and his willful behavior."

Liu Kunnan sighed softly, took a sip of tea, and his fair face looked slightly gloomy:

"Come to think of it, I am also responsible for your father's death."

"At that time, Yang Zongxian's cultivation reached a critical juncture and he was in seclusion in a secret room. The insider I planted in the palace got the news and reported it to me, and I passed the news to your father."

"That night, Shen Lie entered the palace and tried to kill Yang Zongxian. I sent Zhao Sheng to investigate, but I saw with my own eyes that Shen Lie was beaten to death by Yang Zongxian in just ten moves."

Shen Qing was silent. No matter how strong Shen Lie was, he was only at the level of a martial arts grandmaster. Compared with Yang Zongxian, who practiced ancient methods and consumed so much blood of gods, the gap in strength was too great. It was not surprising that he ended up like this.

Liu Kunnan was not lying when he said Shen Lie acted willfully and recklessly. Without any backup plan, he broke into the palace alone, risking the lives of dozens of members of the Shen family.

"Later, Zhao Sheng was lured by Yang Zongxian with a spirit awakening pill, and he had a rebellious heart. I was worried that he would turn against me, so I wrote a letter and gave it to Yang Zongxi, asking him to eliminate the hidden danger. But Yang Zongxi..."

Liu Kunnan sighed softly. His ability to judge people was indeed not very good. Every time he placed high hopes on someone, he would end up with nothing.

Shen Qing listened quietly until Liu Kunnan fell silent, then he spoke:

"Liu Xiang, what do you want?"

"I want Immortal Yang Zong to have his head chopped off." Liu Kunnan said without any hesitation.

"why?"

Shen Qing asked, no matter what you do, there must be a reason, Shen Qing needs a reason that can stand up.

"I don't know if you still remember, I had a daughter named Qiuyun."

Liu Qiuyun...

Shen Qing recalled for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course I remember."

Liu Qiuyun is much older than Shen Qing, and was once a talented woman famous in the imperial capital.

She entered the palace at the age of fifteen and was made Imperial Noble Consort by Yang Zongxian. Unfortunately, she fell ill and died at the age of sixteen.

Judging from Liu Kunnan's reaction, there is obviously something going on.

"No matter how beastly Yang Zongxian behaved, it is undeniable that he was born with a good appearance. Qiuyun was young and naive, and she fell in love with him at first sight and insisted on entering the palace."

Liu Kunnan's expression remained calm. After so many years, he had recalled this incident countless times.

"In the first few years after Yang Zongxian ascended the throne, she was extremely violent and moody. I didn't want her to fall into the fire pit, but Qiuyun somehow managed to get in touch with Yang Zongxian, which led to an imperial decree to make her a concubine."

"I had no choice but to send her to the palace. The following year, she died of illness. Later, through an insider in the palace, I learned that Yang Zongxian seemed to be inhumane. Most of the women who entered the palace before were tortured to death by him..."

Having said that, Liu Kunnan picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and his fingertips couldn't stop trembling.

"I didn't even see Qiuyun's body. I only got a jar of ashes."

"I understand."

Shen Qing didn't say anything more. He stood up, put the silk cloth in his arms, and went downstairs.

This reason is enough.

"Today happens to be the third anniversary of your father's death. Do you want to go and pay your respects?"

Liu Kunnan called out to Shen Qing: "I was the one who collected his body and buried it in Xuanzhou..."

"No need."

Shen Qingtou did not reply: "After I cut off Yang Zongxian's head, it will not be too late to go."

There is no point in burning paper in front of a grave with empty hands. I don't know whether I am doing it for people or for ghosts.

"Where are you going now?" Liu Kunnan stood up to see him off.

"Southern Xinjiang."

She has always been impatient and can't wait for long.

It is said that Yang Zongxian holds a road leading to outer space in his hand. If Yang Zongxian suddenly runs away one day, Shen Qing will never be able to swallow the anger in his throat for the rest of his life.

Watching Shen Qing leave, Liu Kunnan sighed softly, hoping that this time, he would not choose the wrong person again.

If he made another mistake, even if Yang Zongxian didn't kill him, he would not be able to hold on any longer.

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In the blink of an eye, it was already half a month.

Southern Xinjiang.

As autumn arrives, the mountains are covered with fallen leaves and in the low bushes, you can vaguely see spotted deer and wild rabbits foraging for food.

A few days ago, Shen Qing had arrived in southern Xinjiang.

Today's southern Xinjiang is completely different from what Shen Qing imagined.

Previously, under Yang Zongxian's order, a huge fire almost burned down southern Xinjiang. Now you can still vaguely see some burnt tree trunks and bare hilltops.

Under the blazing fire, any miasma would be burned to ashes.

In this situation, even with the map given by Liu Kunnan, Cuiyun Valley where the secret realm is located is still a little difficult to find.

However, after several days of investigation, Shen Qing finally found some ways and went deep into the mountains.

Just as Shen Qing was wandering in the mountains, a sweet fragrance rushed into her mouth and nose, and the circulation of her true energy became slightly stiff for a moment.

Shen Qing took two deep breaths and tasted it carefully before confirming that it was miasma.

Her eyes lit up slightly, and she turned the sundial in reverse, allowing her body to return to its peak state, her true energy circulation returned to normal, and she switched to internal breathing.

She was already familiar with this kind of situation. Along the way, she encountered many deeply venomous insects, and even some extremely poisonous creatures that could kill the great masters of martial arts in the world.

However, these obviously do not pose much threat to Shen Qing. As long as she is not poisoned to death instantly, whether she is poisoned or not will have no effect on her. It will just consume some energy.

As for the highly poisonous creature that could instantly kill a cultivator in the Condensation Stage, I'm afraid it cannot grow in the current environment.

Boom——

A clear sound of flowing water came into Shen Qing's ears. She took two quick steps, went around a valley entrance, and saw a majestic waterfall nearly forty feet high.

In the cold pond which was hundreds of feet in radius, the waves were rolling with an astonishing momentum. The rising water vapor blew towards Shen Qing's face and wet his hair.

White waves continued to roll up in the cold pond, and the water mist was clearly mixed with poisonous miasma.

"Cuiyun Valley..."

Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, they finally arrived.

Cuiyun Valley had obviously been affected by the wildfire. All that could be seen was a bare expanse of land, accompanied by charred remains of wood, making it look a bit desolate.

After the wildfire, the spiritual patterns on the stone wall became clearer and more complex, with no less than a hundred lines.

Shen Qing did not hesitate at all and drew out the sword from his magic ring.

boom!

Thunderous sounds exploded, and a sword energy spanning dozens of feet continued to slash out from Shen Qing's hand, like a falling Milky Way, and slashed towards the stone wall in the distance.

She didn't have the energy to study how to break the formation, so she could only use the simplest and most brutal method.

If a hundred cuts don't work, then try a thousand. No matter what, it will definitely be much easier than painstakingly studying the spiritual patterns.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 85: Entering the Gangsha, the Soul is Unworthy of the Body

boom--

The deafening roar gradually overwhelmed the thundering waterfall, layer upon layer, echoing for dozens of miles, startling countless birds.

The blade light, like a streak of silk, struck the mountain wall and cut off half of the waterfall. The blade light, which was strong enough to cut red gold and shatter divine iron, failed to damage the bluestone barrier at all and was completely blocked by a layer of purple light.

The conspicuous spiritual patterns flowed above the spiritual formation, interweaving to create an extremely brilliant light. Under the scorching sun at noon, it was still dazzling, dyeing the entire Cuiyun Valley purple.