The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 306: Convincing the Evil King, Fan Qinghui Enters the Palace
"It's not submission, it's cooperation." Su Ming's smile changed, with a hint of amusement, "I forgot to tell you that Song Que is also a Grandmaster!"

"what?"

Shi Zhixuan's expression changed again, and he was shocked. The head of the Song family was actually also a grandmaster?

He had once entered this realm and understood the significance of the existence of a grandmaster. As long as Song Que was still alive, the Lingnan Song clan would remain standing, not to mention the existence of Su Ming.

Are you lying to me?

He was confused and stared at Su Ming's face, trying to find his flaws, but he stared for a long time, and his martial artist's intuition told him that what the other party said was actually true, and Song Que was really a grandmaster.

Eye expressions can be deceiving, but as a master, his spiritual perception is so sharp that ordinary people cannot fool him.

He had mixed feelings in his mind, and then said, "The Song clan has two great masters, but they are confined to Shu and have not yet taken action. It seems that the day when Song Que leaves Shu will be the day when the Song clan will sweep across the world."

After learning about the strength of the Song family, he saw through Song Que's true thoughts at a glance. Everyone underestimated him, including himself.

Su Ming regained his composure and said sincerely, "But if the Song Clan can get your help, this time will be even shorter. All the people in the Demon Clan combined are no match for you. In my opinion, you are the person most likely to break the void in the martial arts world today."

Shi Zhixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard the hidden meaning in these words. He said modestly, "Mr. Su is exaggerating too much. My Tao heart has a flaw, how can I break the void?"

Su Ming was not bragging. Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal was, to some extent, even better than the Yinkui Sect's Heavenly Demon Skill. This skill involved two irreconcilable and opposite true qi attributes, which could be called yin and yang, or life and death. In short, the first step was to cultivate the two opposite true qi separately to a high level of "subtlety", and then integrate the two.

It sounds simple, but it is actually extremely difficult to do. In "Swordsman", Linghu Chong was already in ecstasy just by having a few extra strands of other people's true qi in his body, let alone cultivating two completely opposite true qi.

The difficulty involved can be imagined. Once you lose the balance, you may go astray and die suddenly at any time. Even if you cultivate the two kinds of true qi to a suitable level, you may not be able to integrate them to the level where they can be transformed into each other.

Getting to this step is already extremely difficult, and the mastery and use of the two energies of life and death are even more difficult, not to mention that it also involves substantial applications such as luring the enemy, confusing the enemy, detecting, borrowing strength, and transforming strength. All of them are difficult to practice. To be able to practice them is already a talent, not to mention playing with them so fancy, which is tantamount to walking on a tightrope high in the air, and there is the danger of going astray at any time.

But Shi Zhixuan not only succeeded in practicing it, but also became a grandmaster. However, this skill is not something that ordinary people can practice. Bi Xiuxin is a living example. He himself also fell back to a lower level because of his flawed state of mind.

But once Shi Zhixuan is broken and then re-established, and re-enters the realm of Grandmaster, he will be stronger than before.

I can only say that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs. He has this value.

"As long as you can step into the Grandmaster level again, and break through and then stand up again, everything will be easy." Su Ming smiled again, "The Evil King is unwilling to be heartless and heartless, I can promise to give you the Evil Emperor's relics in the future."

"Really?" A gleam of brilliance flashed in Shi Zhixuan's eyes, and even his breathing quickened.

The relic of the Evil Emperor is the most precious treasure of the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect's saint monarchs of all generations would pour their life's strength into it before their death. Therefore, this crystal contains the strength of several generations of Demon Sect's saint monarchs. This Demon Sect's saint monarch is not just the leader of the two sects and six paths of the Demon Sect, but a truly invincible existence in the Demon Sect.

This thing can store essence, which is an extremely rare thing. If the essence in it can be absorbed, Shi Zhixuan's schizophrenia can be cured.

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. I might as well tell you that the evil emperor's relic is in Yang Gong's treasure house, and I already know where Yang Gong's treasure house is hidden."

Hearing this, Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, and suddenly he said, "You know about Yang Gong's treasure house, but you haven't opened it. Either you don't know how to enter the treasure house, or the location of the treasure house is beyond the reach of the Song clan. Even once it is opened, it will be difficult for the Song clan to take it. Am I right?"

What a sharp mind!

Su Ming did not hide it, but admitted it openly, "As expected of the Evil King, you hit the nail on the head." He had to admit it. If he really had the Evil Emperor's relic, he could just use it for a deal. Why make big promises?
The other party's frankness was beyond Shi Zhixuan's expectations. He was silent for a moment. He was used to dealing with people from the Saint Sect, where they were full of intrigue and suspicion and were wary of each other. Faced with such frankness, he felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"Okay, I can join the Song clan."

If he were in the other person's position, he asked himself if he could be so frank. At least for now, Shi Qingxuan was his biggest weakness and concern. This was his Achilles' heel. Apart from that, what made him believe was the heavy weight of the two great masters.

"Congratulations, Brother Shi, for joining the Song clan. We will be colleagues from now on." Su Ming raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "No, I should call you Master Pei."

……

Another cover has been exposed!
Shi Zhixuan showed a bit of helplessness on his face. Only a few people knew that he was Pei Ju. After all, this identity was not without trace. But he was surprised that the Lingnan Song clan could find him.

At this time, the rain gradually stopped and the sun appeared in the distant sky. He shook his head and said, "Let's go. This is not the place to talk."

……

In Chang'an City,

The palace attic is majestic and towering.

The Great Zhou Emperor, Yu Wenzhi, was wearing a dragon robe, with high eyebrows and broad eyes, and a pair of deep and restrained pupils. He stood quietly on the top-floor railing, holding a cup in his hand, sniffing the fragrance of tea, but looking down at the Chang'an City with its crisscrossing buildings, with a ruthless and indifferent look.

"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant rang out.

Yu Wenzhi looked at the newcomer, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Master Fan, we had the chance to meet a few years ago, and I see you again today, and you are still as graceful as ever."

Fan Qinghui clasped his hands together and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

"Please take a seat."

Facing the beauty, Yu Wenzhi was in a good mood and started chatting with her happily. His words were quite provocative. Fan Qinghui had been practicing seclusion for many years and was not contaminated by the mundane world. A few words could not shake her will.

She was dressed in simple clothes, like a monk's robe, without any makeup or ornaments. She looked to be in her thirties, but her plain face gave people a sense of the vicissitudes of life and the impossibility of anything to move her. The more he looked at her, the more greed appeared in Yu Wenzhi's eyes. After becoming the emperor, he had the power of life and death. There were all kinds of beauties in the harem, but there was no beauty like Fan Qinghui. There were women who were not much different from her in color, but their temperaments were too different. She was beautiful, but too vulgar.

Although she was not dressed up at the moment, her beauty made people forget the mundane world. It seemed that thinking about worldly things again would be a great disrespect to her. However, Yu Wenzhi was not an ordinary person. He was not only a master warrior, but also an emperor.

The emperor is also a human being, but the emperors who hold power have much stronger desires than ordinary people. Fan Qinghui's temperament is immortal, and at first sight, people feel that the person in front of them is cold and otherworldly, not involved in the world, like a fairy who has descended to the earth.

Since she is a fairy, she should be held in my arms and played with!
After a conversation, a hint of worry emerged in Fan Qinghui's bright eyes, as if a piece of unpolished jade had a flaw, which was heartbreaking.

Even though Yu Wenzhi was determined, he could not help but be confused by her and said, "Master Fanzhai, if you have any worries, please tell me. I may be able to help you solve your worries."

"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the Jade Taoist?"

Hearing these three words, Yu Wenzhi smiled unconsciously. He probably guessed what Fan Qinghui came for. Jade Taoist Su Ming was the most famous person in the martial arts world in the past two months. Ning Daoqi's death shocked the world, so how could he not know?

"Of course I have heard of it."

Fan Qinghui's clear eyes showed compassion, and her beautiful face seemed to be glowing, like a bodhisattva. "Your Majesty, you know that Taoist Yu was born in the Song family and is the spokesperson for Song Que. Behind him stands the entire Taoist sect, and his power is huge. Senior Ning is highly respected and is a unique senior master in the martial arts world, but he was killed so easily. If this person is not eliminated, he will definitely be a threat to the martial arts world in the future."

Yu Wenzhi seemed to be alarmed by her. He was stunned for a long time and blinked his eyes. "A threat to my heart? I'm afraid not. Back then, you Buddhist sect was able to deal with the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and you can definitely take him down now. With the Buddhist sect as a pillar of the righteous path, I can rest assured."

At the same time, he sneered in his heart: Humph, you want me to speak for you with just one sentence? You are thinking too well!

Upon hearing this, Fan Qinghui's face froze. She had completely forgotten that not all people in this world would be affected by immortalization and used by them. "To be honest, I am here today on behalf of the Hedong Li family. I, Cihang Jingzhai, am willing to mediate between the Great Zhou and Hedong."

"The Li Clan and the Yuwen Clan are both from the Guanlong clan, and they share the same origin. The Li Clan leader, Li Yuan, wants to form an alliance with the Great Zhou and sign a peace treaty, so that they can become brother nations and fight against the enemy together."

Yu Wenzhi's smile faded and turned cold, "Oh? I wonder who the great enemy you are talking about?"

Fan Qinghui opened her red lips and uttered four words slowly, "Song Clan in Shu!"

Yu Wenzhi understood and said in a deep voice, "The alliance is of great importance. Master, please stay in the palace for a while and let me do my best to be your host. I will give you a reply after the court meeting in a few days."

"It is inconvenient for a monk to stay in the palace. Thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty. I will be waiting for you at Ciyun Temple outside the city."

Seeing her so determined, Yu Wenzhi was secretly angry, but he didn't dare to force her, so he could only force a smile, "Okay, Master, please do as you please, I'll take you on your way."

The two walked downstairs, and Fan Qinghui bowed to him, "Your Majesty, please stay."

The lingering sound, the next moment, her whole body seemed to turn into a light blue cloud, floating and flickering on the official road, like a free and easy fairy, banished to the mortal world. The palace walls were towering and the alleys were secluded. Everyone felt cold and forced when they were there. She seemed like a person who did not belong to this world, and disappeared from Yu Wenzhi's sight.

Only when she was out of sight did Yu Wenzhi reluctantly withdraw his gaze, his expression turning gloomy, "Someone, go back to the harem!"

……

At the same time, in Pei Mansion, Chang'an City.

After deciding to cooperate with the Song clan, Shi Zhixuan brought Su Ming back to his own residence to entertain him.

Inside the hall, on the walls and screens, beautiful paintings are hung for people to appreciate.

Su Ming stepped forward solemnly, his eyes swept across it, "Is this Brother Shi's writing style? It is indeed lifelike and magnificent, worthy of being the successor of the Huajian School."

The Huajian Sect is a branch of the Demon Sect, and it considers itself a master of strategy. It has always only passed down one heir, and it can only be a man. There is also a "sect protector" who is responsible for looking after the sect's scriptures, and it must be a woman. It is an outlier in the Demon Sect, emphasizing the use of art to enter the martial arts, and all the heirs of each generation are elegant and handsome young men.

A hundred years ago, a saint king named Mu Qingliu appeared and allowed the leader of the Butian Pavilion to retire and obtained the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" inherited by the Butian Pavilion. As a result, the Huajian School and the Butian Pavilion became one, and Shi Zhixuan could combine the strengths of both schools.

At this time, Shi Zhixuan had already changed into a scholar's robe, with a beautiful jade pendant on his waist and a folding fan in his hand, and he looked elegant and refined. "Brother Su, thank you for your praise. The art of painting is just a minor art, not worth mentioning."

Su Ming smiled and shook his head. "The art of painting is certainly not a minor art, but splashing ink on paper is just a minor art that leaves traces for Brother Pei. Tangible things will disappear due to the decay of paper, water and fire. Only by engraving on intangible and eternal things can they last forever and be passed down through the ages!"

"In my opinion, Brother Pei has made great achievements in dividing the Turks and weakening their strength through internal friction, thereby reducing the threat to the Central Plains. He has also taken charge of the Western Regions, making forty countries in the Western Regions submit to the Sui Dynasty and pay tribute. He has expanded the territory by thousands of miles and established connections between China and the West. His achievements are comparable to those of Zhang Qian, and he has left a strong mark in the history books. Isn't this hundreds of times better than the art of painting?"

Shi Zhixuan gently waved his folding fan with a happy smile on his face. It was obvious that Su Ming's words touched his heart. This was also his proudest achievement. Throughout history, only the diplomats of the Warring States Period could be compared with him.

He picked up the teacup and said modestly, "Brother Su, you are joking. The past is like a passing cloud, not worth mentioning. The Second Emperor of the Sui Dynasty has fallen, and the world is torn apart. Although the Turks outside the Great Wall are divided, they still have millions of troops and are eyeing us covetously. If this continues, the Hu people will definitely move south."

At this point, he paused, "I wonder what countermeasures the Song clan has?"

"Build high walls, store up food, and slowly become king!"

This nine-word guideline is never outdated in any dynasty. Shi Zhixuan was full of admiration in his heart, and it was obvious that he also agreed with it.

Back then, he was the type who attracted the wind because of his size. Before he could achieve enlightenment, he was hunted down by the four great holy monks and Ning Daoqi. It was difficult for him to achieve enlightenment, so he had a deep understanding of this.

"With the strength of the Song clan, they can conquer the world, but the consequences will be very disastrous. Although the Grand Master is strong, he cannot solve all problems. If the Song clan wants to come out, they will surely be powerful and dominate the world."

"This battle can be fast, not slow!"

(End of this chapter)