Star Trace Gate

Chapter 746: Xianlan Sect’s Punishment, Xiliang City’s Yefu

Weishan, Xianlan Sect.

Yang Ganglie knelt alone in front of the gate of this immortal sect for three whole days without moving or eating or drinking.

He was wearing heavy gilded armor, and his body was that of a fifth-grade beginner's physique. The weight of his body crushed the bluestone slab in front of the Xianlan Sect's gate, and two shallow pits appeared under his knees. The Dragon Prison Stick beside him was inserted half a meter deep into the ground.

However, his humility and sincerity did not impress the Xianlan Sect, nor did it cause the Wuchen Sect Master to summon him.

In the past three days, every day, familiar high-ranking immortals came to persuade him, but Yang Ganglie did not back down. He just knelt stubbornly in front of the mountain gate, as if waiting for a miracle to happen.

“Boom, boom, boom…!”

There were strong winds today and the sky was covered with dark clouds. After brewing for a long time, heavy rain fell.

The rain fell on the ground like beads from a curtain, creating bursts of mist.

In the Xianlan Sect, many disciples were gazing outside the training hall, but they could only see the hazy mist that obscured the brilliance of the golden armor.

Everyone was talking about this in private, and they were all very envious of that loser Long Yuqing. Not only did he marry a famous beauty in Chaolong City, but he also had the support of such a talented father-in-law.

Damn, did this gardener save the Milky Way in his previous life? He is so lucky!

In comparison, most of these young Taoists who were cultivating in the sect were mediocre in talent and of low birth, so they sincerely wished to have someone to cling to. But unfortunately, the way of heaven was ruthless, and in this immortal mountain sect that mortals envied, there was only very cruel competition.

It was raining heavily. Yang Ganglie raised his stiff right arm and wiped the rain off his cheek.

While his vision was a little blurry, an old man in white clothes and holding a green umbrella walked out.

He slowly came to Yang Ganglie's side and held an umbrella for him to protect him from the rain.

Yang Ganglie raised his head slightly and saw that the person who came was Xianlan Sect's Xun Xianshi. He looked a little stubborn and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master Wuchen, are you willing to see me?"

Immortal Xun looked at him and said calmly, "General Yang, you should go back."

Yang Ganglie was slightly stunned, and said softly: "If three days doesn't work, then three more days."

"You promised the four city lords that you would return within three days. But these three days have passed. Do you think the four people will give you another three days when they have the order from the Immortal Sect?"

Yang Ganglie knelt in silence in the heavy rain.

"Go back. What's the point of kneeling for another thirty days?" Immortal Master Xun stopped being euphemistic and gave a relatively straightforward reminder: "The fact that you, General Yang, knelt in front of my sect for three whole days has now spread like wildfire throughout the five cities of Xianlan. Everyone knows that you, General, are deeply loyal and righteous. You are willing to sacrifice your pride for the young master, and your reputation for loyalty will surely be passed down through the ages. Isn't that enough?"

Yang Ganglie was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and just looked at him gloomily without saying a word.

"That's enough." Immortal Master Xun bent down slightly, looked at him face to face and replied, "My sect master is a sixth-rank supreme being who has touched the path of immortality. How could he play with you on such petty political matters among the common people? He will not come. All he can give you is this kneeling stage in front of the sect."

As the rain fell, Yang Ganglie's old face was shrouded in mist. He seemed to want to speak, but no sound came out.

"Xingshan has established a government, and Chaolong City is a place that everyone is paying attention to. If you want stability, you must change people instead of flags." Xun Xianshi said in a very light voice: "If he doesn't obey, he must die; if you obey, then your Yang family will be in power."

“This matter cannot be changed?” Yang Ganglie understood, and reached out to wipe the rain off his face again, asking evasively with his old eyes.

"Haha, do you want to change it?" Master Xun asked back.

Yang Ganglie was silent for a while after hearing this, then he clasped his fists and said, "I understand, thank you for your advice, Master."

"But...how is he going to die?"

"Over the years, Long Yuqing has only known how to grow flowers and plants, and has squandered money without restraint. He has also been lazy in governing, imposed heavy taxes, and used the name of my Immortal Sect to oppress the common people, endlessly plundering their wealth, enriching himself, and doing all kinds of bad things. He has taken all the good things, and the bad reputation belongs to my sect."

"This boy should issue an edict of repentance and commit suicide."

Immortal Master Xun stood in the heavy rain and whispered like the embodiment of justice.

Although his words were calm and gentle, they were full of an irrefutable and unnegotiable tone.

For the common people of Chaolong City, what he said at this moment was an imperial decree. If you obey the imperial decree, you can be in power; if you don't, then as he said before - you will die.

"Squeak...squeak...!"

The armor made a grinding sound. Yang Ganglie slowly stood up from the rainstorm and said softly, "I will obey the Immortal Sect's decree."

"No thanks, General Yang."

Master Xun nodded slightly.

After watching Yang Ganglie go down the mountain, he turned around and walked towards the Wendao Palace.

The disciples here said that Sect Master Wuchen had gone to visit a friend in Xiliang a few days ago, but in fact, those were just excuses.

The immortal Wu Chen not only did not leave, but stayed in the Taoist Palace, waiting for a very important news.

His last disciple, Chu Jin, quietly left before the general went up the mountain. His whereabouts are unknown and no one knows what he is planning.

That day in the Asking Dao Palace, Immortal Master Xun expressed his guess, and believed that Long Yuqing deliberately lied, which led to the escape of the man of destiny and the whereabouts of the emperor's opportunity unknown.

After hearing this, all the elders in the sect were filled with anger and wanted to punish the Long family and the young city lord Long Yuqing with thundering means.

But when everyone was getting angry, the Wuchen Sect Master, who looked like an immortal, never showed any anger from beginning to end, and did not even mention Long Yuqing's name.

He only said that he would order the four city lords to lead their troops into Chaolong to suppress the Li Gui Sect.

After this move, the relationship between the Long and Yang families, which had been connected for generations and whose blood was thicker than water, suddenly became extremely tense.

And the timid Long Yuqing, who had been surrounded by people before, became completely alone in just three days.

Wu Chen had never said that he would punish Long Yuqing, and even when the Evil Ghost Sect abducted Ren Ye, he was broad-minded and did not pursue the responsibility.

He just moved his fingers slightly and slightly changed the direction of the story, which forced Long Yuqing to face the situation of being forced by his relatives, cursed by the people, and having to die.

How could the ancient sect of the Immortal Mountain be like the tyrannical rulers of the mortal kingdom, who have no regard for decency, no regard for immortal roots, and are always ready to fight and kill?

Immortals must have integrity.

Yang Ganglie galloped on his horse in the heavy rain, waving his whip constantly, and returned to Chaolong City along the same route.

However, he did not return to Yang Mansion immediately, nor did he go to the City Lord's Mansion. He just rode his horse quickly all the way, and arrived alone outside the Long family's ancestral tomb in the misty water fog.

A few days ago, the mess left after the war has not yet been completely cleaned up.

Yang Ganglie reined in his horse and slowed down, raindrops splashing on his golden armor, and he slowly came to the ancestral grave of Long Yuqing's father.

He did not dismount, but just sat on the horse's back, his face solemn and his eyes gloomy. After a long silence, he sighed: "Brother... I really never thought that he would die...!"

The large tomb, which had just been repaired by craftsmen, stood quietly under the mist, cold, dead silent, and without any response.

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Jiuli Continent, Xiliang City.

Ren Ye drove a small carriage and was stunned as soon as he entered the city.

He never expected that the blood lead with the word "Emperor" on his forehead could form a mysterious connection with the Boundary Stone within a certain range.

At first, he was extremely surprised, because in this way, he didn't have to work hard to find the whereabouts of the Boundary Stone. He just needed to carefully figure out how to steal it or how to cheat in the inn.

But then he thought more and more that it was not right, because the rules of the errands given by the Heavenly Dao were almost all equal and fair. In other words, if he could sense the Realm Void Stone, then the person holding this treasure could probably also sense his presence.

As a result, Ren was immediately frightened and couldn't help but drip a few more drops on the carriage.

It's not that he is timid, but he is really like a lost dog now. He has no teammates or reinforcements around him. He is only his brother, but he has to face the pursuit of the Xianlan Sect, the Jiuli Tianjiao who may rob his blood at any time, and the precautions of the ancient royal family of Xiliang.

Therefore, once I am exposed, I will be in trouble.

In a hurry, he had an idea and instantly mobilized the power of luck to secretly block the blood of the word "Emperor" between his eyebrows.

The purple air flickered, and he immediately felt that the mysterious power of co-frequency disappeared, and he could no longer sense the location of the boundary space stone. In this way, the other party would definitely not be able to sense him.

This is much safer...

Ren also breathed a sigh of relief and drove the carriage to stop at the city gate for a long time. After making sure that there were no sneaky people spying on him and that he did not see anything unusual about the soldiers in the city, he set off again.

Xiliang City, Secluded Inn.

Ren also booked a medium-sized room, handed the carriage to the waiter, and then went upstairs to rest alone.

He did nothing for the whole afternoon. He just hid in the room and observed the scenery of the long street in Xiliang City, and occasionally ordered a pot of tea to quench his thirst.

During this period of time, he felt that the living conditions in Xiliang City were much more relaxed than those in Chaolong City.

Although there are heavy taxes here and money is required to enter and exit the city, it is only collected once within a certain period of time, not as frequently as in Chaolong City.

Moreover, the whole Xiliang city was very prosperous, with a constant stream of merchants, shops, restaurants, street vendors, and brothels in the alleys, all doing a booming business. In short, the long street was full of people, from morning to night, in an endless stream, and extremely noisy.

Mr. Liu, a famous language master, doctor of cannon culture, and expert in yin and yang harmony in the park, once said: "If you want to understand an unfamiliar city, the fastest way is to observe the brothel culture there. If there are plaques, elections, luxurious environment, good quality and low prices, and more than a hundred people, then it means that the business here is prosperous, the government is relaxed, and the economy must be active, and the people's happiness index is quite high; if the opposite is true, it must be a remote and poor place with many rules, and it is not recommended to go there."

There are two things that Ren admires most about Mr. Liu. The first is the depth and thickness of his thoughts, and the second is his ability to shit.

In these two matters, he is the Einstein of the Stargate world, and no one can compare to him.

He stayed in the restaurant until the end of the You hour, then went downstairs to have dinner and then walked towards the center of Xiliang City.

King Huai thought about it for a whole day, but he couldn't help himself and decided to check out the place first.

When he entered the city during the day, he had felt the call and resonance of the Boundary Stone, and he could roughly know how far away from him and in what direction the treasure was.

Therefore, after he did not feel anything unusual in the inn, he felt that he was fine again and walked onto the long street with a swagger.

We will not go into details about his sightseeing and sightseeing along the way. Suffice it to say that after walking for about half an hour, he arrived at the inner city of Xiliang City.

The security here is even stricter, and there are soldiers in shining armor on duty at the four city gates.

However, Ren also had the pass given to him by the witch sister, so he entered the inner city without any obstruction.

This Xiliang City is the capital of Xizhou, and the Xiliang Dynasty rose 800 years ago. The founding monarch, Situ Gong, endured for decades until the last monarch of Tianliang died of illness, and then he finally usurped power and took the land for himself, which also opened up the glory of the Situ family.