Sheng Fu

Chapter 732: Green Mountain Turns into Mist

Chu Yu was puzzled and asked, "Brother is the leader, he only needs to plan and strategize, why does he need to go to the battlefield in person?"

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "In fact, going to the battlefield is also a kind of strategizing."

Chu Yu was still confused after hearing this. Seeing this, Yu Wenjun smiled indifferently and did not explain. To explain certain things to Chu Yu now would be like forcing things to happen, which would definitely make her foundation unstable.

Now, the situation in the world of great strife is becoming more and more complicated, and even secrets like the Origin Chip are showing a tendency to come to the fore from behind the scenes. The only way for Yu Wenjun to avoid suspicion that he has obtained part of the Origin Chip is to appear on the battlefield frequently.

It will also make many respected people look at Yu Wenjun with admiration and form a stereotype.

Of course, Yuwen Jun will only appear on the most critical battlefield.

Perhaps, Chu Yu will suddenly realize and attain this level one evening.

The way of strategy is never bound by the situation.

Yuwen Jun and Chu Yu lay in wait here silently, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, the yin and yang energies above Gu Yu's head condensed into a golden lotus. Chu Yu pointed to the east, but before he could say anything, the world turned upside down and he came to the turbulent water in the east.

By the time Chu Yu had gained his footing, he was already standing on Yinglong's forehead.

A dragon field is formed within a radius of ten miles. Birds cannot fly over and feathers cannot float on it. Even if an extremely powerful person is trapped in this field, he will be unable to move for a short period of time.

Yinglong looked down from a high place, emitting a faint breath. The waves of the Qingming Dushu came to an abrupt stop, and the world returned to peace. After the waves receded, a middle-aged man in his forties came into the eyes of Yuwen Jun and Chu Yu.

The man was dressed in black, with long hair draped over his shoulders. He looked handsome, and exuded the elegance and grace of a middle-aged scholar.

Yu Wenjun successfully grasped this instant, and the speed was so fast that Chu Yu had no time to react from beginning to end.

"What's your name?" Yu Wenjun asked the middle-aged man below.

The middle-aged man raised his head without any fear. Instead, he put one hand behind his back and said, "Good trick. I just thought I was hiding very well. How did Your Highness find me?"

Yu Wenjun had some impression of this middle-aged man, but it was not a deep one.

Yu Wenjun continued to ask: "What's your name?"

The middle-aged man said: "I am Qingshan, the evergreen Qingshan."

Qingshan, a name with a lot of stories. Yu Wenjun was also very curious about Qingshan’s story.

Yu Wenjun asked: "So, Your Majesty the Demon Lord already knows everything here?"

The Demon Lord is a man worthy of admiration, so Yu Wenjun still called him "Your Majesty the Demon Lord" instead of just the word "Demon Lord".

Qingshan said: "There are also some who don't know."

"For example, how did you master the Mountain of Bright Souls?"

"There are many secrets about you that are hard to see or guess. Your Majesty is very curious."

Sure enough, it was consistent with Yu Wenjun's guess. The only person who could plant spies in the Mountain of Bright Soul was the Demon Lord. There was no doubt that the Demon Lord had come here a long time ago and tried to conquer the Mountain of Bright Soul, but failed.

Pure force is meaningless to the will of the Mountain of Bright Souls.

Yuwen Jun did not give up and released a little dragon energy. After a long time, Nanzhuo and Huomu arrived.

When they arrived here and took a look, Nanzhuo and Huomu were confused. They didn't know what had happened. They only felt that the pressure in the dragon field was as high as a mountain.

"This man is a spy. Does he know the specific arrangements made by you two?" Yu Wenjun's voice was very soft, but it exploded in the ears of Nan Zhuo and Huo Mu.

Nan Zhuo stared at Qingshan and said in disbelief: "Brother Qingshan, is what the Lord said true?"

Qingshan heard this and neither confirmed nor denied it.

In terms of seniority, Nan Zhuo and Huo Mu should indeed call him senior brother. Senior brother has a very deep cultivation, but they don't know that senior brother has already become a Lingxiao soul practitioner.

They met in their youth, practiced together, explored secrets together, and fished together in Qingming Du.

Senior Brother Qingshan knows every single person in the Mountain of Bright Souls.

Yuwen Jun glanced at the disappointed and helpless expressions of Nanzhuo and Huomu, and understood in his heart. Yuwen Jun smiled with relief and said, "So, the blood contract set in the past is useless to you, but with the cultivation of your Majesty the Demon Lord, it is not difficult to unlock the blood contract in your body without leaving any trace."

"Your Majesty the Demon Lord has a far-reaching plan, and I am just a newcomer. I lost this move without any temper."

When Nanzhuo and Huomu heard this, thunder exploded in their hearts.

"My lord, if we withdraw Tong Wu, Mo Yi and Zhang Gu now, maybe we can keep them safe." Nan Zhuo bowed and suggested.

Yu Wenjun shook his head helplessly.

Qingshan said: "After I am exposed, the lives of the three of them will no longer be in your hands."

Yu Wenjun said: "But I want to hear your story, just to satisfy my curiosity."

Qingshan responded calmly: "It's a pity that Qingshan has no story. Your Highness is disappointed."

After planning for a long time, it was discovered that the Mountain of Bright Souls had always been under the Demon Lord's nose.

This was the most severe wake-up call that Yu Wenjun had ever received.

Yu Wenjun sighed and said, "Go and see how Gu Yu is doing. A golden lotus has grown on his head."

Upon hearing this, Nanzhuo and Huomu left. Before leaving, they looked deeply at Brother Qingshan. They never thought that their last meeting with Brother Qingshan would be like this.

Yu Wenjun said: "It seems that I am indeed powerless to reverse the inclination of heaven."

Qingshan smiled and said, "Your Majesty still doesn't know how you conquered the Mountain of Bright Souls, so you are not completely defeated."

As he spoke, fog rose up from the green hills, then gradually melted away and turned into nothingness.

Chu Yu was surprised and asked, "He died just like that?"

Yu Wenjun frowned, his heartbeat quickened, and he quickly ordered, "Go and bring Jing Peiyao here quickly."

After the words fell, Yuwen Jun took Chu Yu across the void in one step and came to the interior of the Mountain of Bright Souls.

This is the Demon Lord. Although he has not been here in person, he has given Yu Wenjun the strongest sense of oppression in history.

The relocation of the Qiyun Tower is imminent, and the life and death of Tong Wu, Mo Yi and Zhang Gu have nothing to do with Yu Wenjun.

In the past, when he first came to the Mountain of Bright Soul, he thought he had found the treasure of his dreams. However, this is the mountain and river of the Demon Realm. Even if there are occasional clouds and mists, how can it be hidden from the eyes of the Demon Lord who can see through illusions? Yuwen Jun had already been defeated, but he just didn't know it.

Chu Yu accompanied his elder brother in silence, because he knew that his elder brother cared a lot about being comforted.

……

The Eternal Palace.

The green mountains are always connected, and there is another green mountain kneeling under the imperial steps.

There was no one on the imperial steps, and no commotion. Only a calm voice could be heard, saying, "I don't know how that child conquered the Mountain of Bright Souls, nor do I know how that child found your brother's whereabouts."

"Of the two green mountains, only one remains now."

The black-robed Qingshan rested his forehead on the ground and said slowly, "Qingshan is stupid, I hope Your Majesty can give me some pointers."

The voice on the royal steps remained calm, saying: "Lies make the blood boil, and hatred makes the heart mad."

"You have lost your brother. Go down and have a good rest."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, nor with Qingshan."

Throughout the ages, countless green mountains have gone from clear to blurred and finally turned into mist in the history picture.

Hearing this, Qingshan slowly raised his forehead, narrowed his eyes, and did not dare to look up at the imperial steps. After bowing, he carefully left this empty and lonely palace.

Above the imperial steps, it seemed as if eternal loneliness was hidden...