Chapter 795.

The bright spring breeze whistled into the tea room, where two well-built men sat opposite each other, separated by a four-sided coffee table.

“Phew ……..”

Wei Yuan gently blew away the hot air rising from the cup and took a sip of the clear tea liquid, his face full of intoxication:

“Fuzzy and sweet, with a lingering fragrance around the teeth, I didn’t expect to be able to drink tea grown by the Flower God in this life, it’s worth it.”

Your life is worth too cheap ………. Xu Qi’an belly-laughed:

“Knowing that Duke Wei loves tea, I have specially brought one or two filial piety.”

It’s actually stale tea, left behind by Munan Gardenia in the past.

Wei Yuan nodded his head in satisfaction and let out a sigh of emotion:

“The leader of the flowers, the national color, Mu Nanjia is the world’s unique stunning beauty, no name and no points to follow you, it is considered to be an aggrieved person.

“Luo Yu Heng is now a land god, she agrees to you marrying Her Highness Lin An?”

Xu Qi’an hadn’t expected that the first thing he was concerned about when the two met was actually his life’s work.

He sighed:

“Neither of them is an oil lamp, mentioning this matter gives me a headache, what is Wei Gong’s advice?”

…….. Wei Yuan put down the tea in his hand and looked at him expressionlessly.

Ah, this ……… Xu Qi an immediately realized that what he said was inappropriate, and just about to hem and haw and bring over the topic, he heard Wei Yuan faintly say:

“Equilibrium exists between all things.”

Xu Qi’an was thoughtful.

Wei Yuan rested his hands on the edge of the case with a smile on his face:

“His Majesty has spoken to me in detail about what happened after my fall, and you have done well.”

Xu Qi’an opened his mouth to humble himself for a few moments when Wei Yuan smiled and said:

“I also didn’t expect that when you were at the fourth rank, you would be able to hold off 200,000 troops of the Witch God Cult alone with one person and one sword, so it is evident that the promotion to the first rank of martial artist is not a fluke, but is indeed a celestial gesture.”

You are getting back at me for saying the wrong thing just now, right, you are now a complete body ………. Xu Qi’an muttered in his heart, embarrassed:

“It’s all the world’s rumors.”

He stopped talking and picked up his tea and took a sip, imploring Wei Yuan to uncover the topic.

“The court officials are debating how to deal with Yunzhou, what do you think?” Wei Yuan asked.

“I don’t really care about political matters.” Xu Qi’an padded first and then said:

“All soldiers with armor are to be assassinated and sentenced to military service, and all Yunzhou officials and gentry who support the rebels are to be confiscated.”

This is not his opinion, it’s his speculation based on what he knows about Wyking.

It is customary to confiscate and confiscate the military, which is a routine operation. As for the officials and the gentry, it is just a good idea to deprive them of their money and fields in the name of fighting the tycoons, so that they can be used to pacify the common people and alleviate the shortage of money and food in the imperial court.

After a few moments of small talk, Wei Yuan was positive:

“Do you know where my soul goes after I fall?”

Xu Qi’an shook his head.

“When I went out on the battlefield that day, Zhao Shou paid a small price to win a ray of life for me, originally, after I fell, the carving knife and the Confucian crown would bring back my soul, but only a wisp of residual soul was brought back.” Wei Yuan said helplessly, “It was the Witch God who detained my two souls of heaven and earth and sealed them in the stone statue. Still underestimated the Superpin, even if he can only infiltrate a trace of power.”

Xu Qi’an’s heart sank.

Wei Yuan glanced at him and nodded:

“That’s right, after the return of my soul, the power of the Confucian Sage loosened up again, and the Witch God began to impact the seal again.

“The seal was reinforced by me, a combination of my power and that of the Confucian Sage, so when the Sorcerer God detained my soul in the first place, he was trying to use me to punch open an opening for him.”

Seeing Xu Qi’an’s frown, he explained:

“On top of that, His Majesty personally summoned my soul, causing the power of the Confucian Sage to loosen. Under the heavens, the one who can pry the seal of the Confucian Sage apart from you is only her.”

Witches can tell fortunes, did the Witch God calculate that I would resurrect Wei Yuan? Xu Qi’an didn’t expect that summoning Wei Yuan’s soul would have such a big aftermath.

The Sorcerer God was one of the three great superpowers of the world, with a cultivation through the heavens and through the earth, and if He were to break free of His seal, this would not be a joke.

And so on! He mused in his mind:

“Since summoning Duke Wei’s spirit would loosen the seal of the Witch God, how could the Supervisor agree to this?”

“Don’t ask me everything, use your own brain.” Wei Yuan glanced at him, “You are now the true guardian god of Da Feng, whether it’s in terms of battle power and reputation, you surpass me and Supervisor Zheng.”

“But I’m also just a crude martial artist.” Xu Qi’an introspected, when there was Wei Yuan around, he was always too lazy to use his brain and ask questions when he didn’t understand.

Wei Yuan said:

“Remember the “suicide note” I left for you that I used to talk to you about ……….”

You said that you had been thinking about the Empress Dowager since you were a teenager? Xu Qi’an asked with a calm surface:

“Kyushu is far more brutal than I thought?”

Wei Yuan put down his tea, his face serious:

“At the end of last summer, the Witch God Cult attempted to encroach on the northern territory and use it as a base to move south to annex the Dafeng.

“Zhao Shou found me at that time and said that before the Confucian Sage died at the end of his life, he had left a handwritten letter saying that he himself was the one who was born in response to fate and that he wanted to eliminate a calamity for the earth.

“I realized at that time that the Confucian Sage had sealed the Compass God, the Witch God, and the Buddha more than twelve hundred years ago.

“I also finally understand why the Witch God Cult wants to encroach on the demonic barbarian territory, they want to expand their territory and gather Qi to help the Witch God break free from the Confucian Sage Seal. Once the Sorcerer God breaks the seal, the Central Plains will be the Sorcerer God Cult’s possession.”

Xu Qi’an nodded slowly:

“Right, the Compassion God is still sealed in the Southern Border, the Buddha’s situation is the most complicated, but he’s similarly unable to get out of it, and at that time, if the Witch God Cult successfully strikes the Northern Border, the Witch God is the most likely to be the first to break free of the seal.”

As he came into contact with more and more ancient hidden secrets, he now understood why Wei Yuan wanted to seal the Sorcerer God even by virtue of his death.

Without the battle of Jing Shan City in the fall, perhaps the Sorcerer God was about to get out of the trap now, or even had already gotten out of the trap.

“Does Lord Wei know the reason why the Confucian Sage sealed the Superlative?” Xu Qi’an asked.

Wei Yuan nodded:

“His Majesty has already spoken with me about the reason for the end of the gods and demons, as well as the conversation the White Emperor had when he traveled to the Southern Border to speak with the Compassionate God. Unsurprisingly, the calamity that the Compassion God refers to should be related to the gods and demons perishing back then.”

Xu Qi’an stroked his chin:

“Gods and devils died by killing each other, and except for creatures at the superlative level like the Compassionate God who survived, gods and devils have basically perished in the Ancient Era.”

And even the Compassionate God only survived by a fluke.

Because there were still gods and demons comparable to the Compassionate God at that time, the difference in fate between Him and the Compassionate God might just be that the Compassionate God was lucky.

No, it’s not that the Compassion God is lucky, but rather that He has the ability to glimpse a corner of the future ………. Xu Qi’an grasped the key to the Compassion God’s ability to survive.

Wei Yuan said:

“So, you should understand the reason why the Supervisor not only didn’t stop you from resurrecting me, but instead participated in it.”

“Equilibrium exists between all things.” Xu Qi’an answered him with Wei Yuan’s words.

Supervisor Zheng’s idea was to use the Witch God to check the Buddha and the Compassionate God, and the basis for supporting this speculation was that back then, the gods and devils fell en masse because they killed each other.

Wei Yuan sighed:

“That’s why I guessed a long time ago that the Witch God Sect’s move would irritate the Buddhist Sect and force it to ally with Cloud State, while the Witch God Sect would mostly sit back and watch the tigers fight, hating the fact that all three parties would fight to the death.”

The brocade pouch he left for Nangong Qianlou clearly stated the Yunzhou Army and the Western Region Monks.

“What is Duke Wei’s speculation about the truth of ancient gods and demons killing each other?”

This doubt plagued Xu Qi’an for a long time.

“It was not mentioned in the handwritten book left behind by the Confucian Sage, and this matter is mostly related to heavenly chances, so it cannot be divulged. There are only a handful of people who know the hidden secrets today.” Wei Yuan shook his head.

“What about the gatekeeper?”

Xu Qi’an said in an exploratory tone.

Wei Yuan glanced at the drained teacup, Xu Qi’an had the sense to fill it up, and only then did he nod his head in satisfaction and said:

“Since it’s called a gatekeeper, then whatever “gate” refers to, it must be either not letting in or not letting out. Considering the hidden secret of ancient gods and demons killing each other, which do you think is more likely?”

Do not let out ……… Xu Qi an thoughtfully.

“The Yunzhou rebellion is over and the people are able to recuperate, but the peace is short-lived and the real cataclysm is coming.” Wei Yuan sighed:

“Luck is something that the Superpowers have to compete for, there is Buddha in the Western Region, the Witch God in the Northeast, and the Compassion God is in the Southern Borderlands, the only place where there are no Superpowers is in the Northern Borderlands and the Central Plains. If He breaks free from the seal as much as He can, the first to fight for and against will be the Central Plains.

“Even a child can understand that. Only after the Central Plains have been eaten up will there be real competition between the superpowers.

“You’re now a First Grade Martial Artist, but there’s still a big gap between you and Super Grade, have you thought about how to deal with it.”

Xu Qi’an had long been thinking accordingly:

“Arrange the flowers first ………. Well, first consider how to advance to a half-step Martial God, just like Shenshu did. Martial Gods haven’t existed since ancient times, so I can’t pin my hopes on becoming a Martial God, so I’m going to make an alliance with Shenshu.

“With two half-step Martial Gods, they should be able to barely resist a Super Grade, right? That would be considered self-preservation. It’s a pity that I wasn’t able to save Supervisor Zheng.”

Although the Heavenly Fate Master’s battle power was average, the strongest thing about the Supervisor was his layout ability, if the Supervisor was still around, Xu Qi’an would willingly give him a beating.

Wei Yuan nodded and said:

“That’s enough for today, by the way, Qian Rou brought a woman back from Yunzhou, go take a look.”

Xu Qi’an’s face instantly turned odd, and after a moment of silence, he said:

“Yes!”

………..

He left the Haoqi Building and turned to the housing area of the back office.

The night watchman’s yamen is divided into two parts, the front yard is the office and the back yard is the resting place, and singles like Yang Yan and Nangong Qianru live in the yamen all year round.

Passing through the gardens and courtyards, according to the address Wei Yuan gave him, he arrived at a small courtyard at the very edge of the Eastern District.

Looking at the courtyard door, things came to a head, Xu Qi’an hesitated for a moment, not knowing what kind of mood, attitude, he should take to meet the woman inside.