Xuanxia

Chapter 478 Alarm
It’s a bright day in the capital.

The bustling crowds shuttled between various shops, with the sounds of hawking and bargaining one after another, creating a prosperous scene.

Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and the tiles on the house vibrated slightly, making a slight sound.

Pedestrians stopped and looked at each other. Someone shouted, "The earth is turning over!" There was a small commotion in the crowd...but the tremor was not strong and it soon subsided. Before many people could react, the tremor ended.

But soon, someone noticed something unusual.

Suddenly, a very thick white fog rose in a certain direction.

"That's... the direction of Jinchan Temple?" A passerby asked in astonishment, "Didn't they say a few hours ago that they were preparing for the Cold Prayer Festival and would temporarily close the temple?"

Yes, that was the direction of Jinchan Temple - a thick white fog had covered the sky above Jinchan Temple at some point in time.

The white fog was thick and mysterious, completely obscuring the outline of Jinchan Temple, as if an unspeakable force was surging within it.

Soon, the strange vibrations and unusual white fog attracted the attention of everyone in the capital.

In the small courtyard of Baishi Street, Tang Jiao, Yue Heng, and Yuan Ziping slowly walked out of their respective rooms, looking at the white fog with nervous expressions.

"Something has happened at Jinchan Temple."

Tang Jiao whispered, "Did something happen to Big Brother?"

Yue Heng frowned: "Do you need our help?"

"..."

Tang Jiao hesitated for a moment and looked at Yuan Ziping: "Uncle Yuan, what do you think?"

"I don't know what you are doing, but..." Yuan Ziping said in a deep voice: "I will go to the edge of Jinchan Temple to find out."

"it is good."

Tang Jiao nodded: "Don't act rashly. If you feel it is necessary..."

After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Go to the Sword Academy and find a man named Bai Xiaochuan. Tell him that his good brother Fu Qingzhou needs help."

"If you can't find Bai Xiaochuan, go find his teacher, Ling Haojie."

Hearing this, Yue Heng was slightly startled: "Miss Tang, can Brother Bai help with Brother Fu's matter?"

Tang Jiao turned her head and smiled at him: "Yes."

“Is that so…” Yue Heng lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, then quickly raised his head and said, “Old Yuan, I am with you. I am more familiar with you in the Sword Academy, and I have also met Brother Bai once.”

"Okay." Yuan Ziping nodded: "Mr. Yue, let's get going now."

……

Outside the city, patrol camp.

In an empty tent, the air was slightly fluctuating.

Not long after, the book on the bookshelf in the tent suddenly floated out by itself and began to flip through the pages.

Halfway through flipping the pages, there was a tremor like an earthquake, the booklet shook, and fell to the ground with a plop, accompanied by a woman's scream.

After the booklet fell to the ground, the invisible woman was probably afraid of being discovered and did not dare to pick it up... But soon, there was a commotion outside the tent and no one paid any attention to her.

"what?"

The woman let out a light exclamation, walked quietly to the door of the tent, and carefully lifted a curtain.

All the patrol officers and soldiers in the military camp stretched their necks and stared in amazement at the direction in the distance that was shrouded in thick white fog.

"That's the direction of Jinchan Temple! Is it Young Master Fu's direction?"

The woman was startled and did not dare to delay. She no longer cared about the book and quickly left the tent.

She was invisible, breathless, and unnoticed by anyone.

Soon, she nimbly and swiftly left the camp and reached a small hill outside the camp.

In the woods on the hilltop, Qiu Chan and other female disciples of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple were waiting anxiously... Of course, they were also looking at the white mist from afar.

Suddenly, the air around them fluctuated, and the woman who had just disappeared into the tent appeared and rushed towards them in a hurry.

"Junior Sister Ah Sheng!" Qiu Chan's eyes lit up: "Have you found out?"

"No ah?"

Ah Sheng, the invisible female disciple said anxiously, "There was some movement over there, Master Fu, so I rushed back in a hurry! Don't we need help?"

"You!" Qiu Chan was both angry and amused: "How can we help now? Your coming and going will make master's invisibility talisman useless!" "Oh, oh..." Ah Sheng looked regretful.

"Don't worry about it." Qiu Chan glared at her and said, "Quick, while we still have the talisman and everyone in the camp is attracted by the earthquake, go again! I'll go report to Master Uncle and the others!"

……

"This fog is so strange, could it be that something strange has happened in the Jinchan Temple?"

In Mingjian Pavilion, Li Jingzhe stood by the window with his hands behind his back and frowned, looking at the white mist in the distance.

"Lord Commander!"

A secret envoy came up behind him quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Not long ago, the Jinchan Temple suddenly closed down, and now there is another unusual movement. Should we go and investigate?"

"We must investigate, but..." Li Jingzhe pondered, "Before Jinchan Temple closed, were there any other signs?"

"This……"

The emissary was speechless for a moment, and stammered: "The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to mobilize..."

"Have."

At this moment, a calm and peaceful voice interrupted the secret envoy.

Li Jingzhe turned his head slowly.

A tall, beardless, white-faced man in a Confucian robe came over and said with a smile, "Before Jinchan Temple closed, Fu Qingzhou entered the temple."

"Fu Qingzhou?!" Li Jingzhe's eyebrows jumped: "It's him again?!"

The man chuckled: "Master Li, do you have any opinion about Fu Qingzhou?"

"I just don't like him very much."

Li Jingzhe responded and clasped his fists to the man: "Thank you, young master... Fu Qingzhou and Jinchan Temple have a deep grudge. This unusual move may cause trouble. I, Mingjian Pavilion, need to go and investigate."

The man he called the eldest son was naturally the owner of the Paishu Building in Mingjian Pavilion. He was also the son of Ning Baimei and the elder brother of Ning Wushu.

It is better to be free from delusion.

He smiled and said, "Do you need my help?"

"Golden Cicada Temple should need some people who understand magic and formations to understand what happened..." Li Jingzhe pondered and said, "Pai Shu Lou should send some relevant personnel to accompany us."

Ning Wuwang nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it."

……

Zhangjian Academy, a small building in the bamboo forest.

Zhao Yuan stopped writing and looked at the thick white fog outside the window in surprise.

"Is there really any movement?"

With confusion, curiosity and excitement, he cast his eyes on a small piece of paper on the table.

This piece of paper was delivered early this morning and has only a few words on it.

"Brother Bai... I'd rather call you Brother Bai. It's easier to say."

"I'm going to Jinchan Temple. You should know more or less about the feud between me and them, right?"

"I won't say much else. Anyway, I think that if I succeed today, a certain sinister, vicious, and hypocritical guy might not be willing to surrender... There might be a big fight."

"Will you help me then? Believe me, I won't cheat you. If this is done, it will be good for you."

Zhao Yuan laughed.

"Help..." He whispered to himself, "How can I help you?"

"Mingjian Pavilion? They would go there on their own without me telling them... The people in the Palm Sword Academy don't know who I am, so it's not appropriate for me to order them around. Who else can I find?"

"and many more!"

His eyes suddenly lit up: "Ning Baimei gave me a scabbard a few years ago. Is that thing useful?!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a shock in his waist.

Zhao Yuan reached out his hand to his waist and took off a small jade ring hanging there.

The little jade ring trembled, and Ling Haojie's voice came out: "Your Majesty, that Fu Qingzhou...his friend is here to see you."

(End of this chapter)