"No." Song Chengyue shook his head, his tone rather disdainful.

"The old eunuch in the palace believes that he has been serving His Majesty for who knows how many years, and has been suppressing the eunuchs below him for many years.

But he was a little too proud, and finally lost control.

Those eunuchs have been released from the palace for many years. The old eunuch would not tell me how long they had been.

But I estimate that it is at least eight hundred years old.

After such a long time, he could no longer control the people outside.

Do you really think that eunuchs can only be loyal to His Majesty and not have selfish motives?

I checked the information and couldn't even find the name of the governor of Dongchang."

The reason why it is estimated to be more than 800 years is because it has been more than 800 years since he took over as commander.

Even the eunuchs in the palace and the information recording these eunuchs are not under the control of the Jinyi Guards.

It's impossible for him to have released so many eunuchs without knowing it, and he didn't even find any clues.

It is only possible to do these things before he takes over.

When Song Chengyue checked the classics, he even had a vague guess.

It is very likely that the previous commander was taken over by Dongchang perfectly because of the many tasks he had to do, and he finally died as Emperor Ci.

The previous commander seemed to have died a tragic death, but he was killed in the line of duty. Judging from the current information, it had nothing to do with the dead eunuchs.

After doing this calculation, Song Chengyue estimated that the Dongchang was secretly established for nearly two thousand years.

I don't know how many things happened in between, which even Jin Yiwei didn't know about.

If it weren't for the fact that those dead eunuchs failed one after another in dealing with important matters in the past few years, he would have gotten key information from No. 7.

Maybe he didn't understand why he died until his death.

He even knew that Jin Lanshan was involved in several things that were ruined by the dead eunuchs.

But judging from the information he obtained, Jinlan Mountain occupies a not very important position.

If it were in the past, with this alone, he would be able to target Jinlan Mountain first.

It was a pity that he wished that among those dead eunuchs, the only one who died was the one-armed old eunuch, who was serving the Emperor Qian honestly in the palace.

The old eunuch wouldn't tell him many things, and he wouldn't tell the dead eunuch these things even if he was talking in his sleep.

"Don't worry, he will always show his flaws, and there will definitely be changes next." It was rare for Song Chengyue to speak so confidently about something he was not sure about.

Yu Ziqing smiled and agreed.

Yu Ziqing now knows a little bit about the Emperor Qian.

Lao Yang once said that Emperor Qian had a very high spirit and was the one with the deepest thoughts among all the previous Emperors.

Having discovered that Cui Changzhen was an incarnation before, Lao Yang never doubted that he was Emperor Qian.

He said that even if Emperor Qian wanted to advance to the tenth level, he would definitely take the brilliant road, and it was absolutely impossible to take this method.

For ordinary monks, this method is not much different from the general incarnation method, but for Emperor Qian, this method is just a trick.

An advancement obtained through clever means is definitely not the strongest.

When Emperor Qian advanced to the ninth level, he did not use the power of the incarnation, just to reach the strongest and most perfect state as possible.

Most of the time, if you cross such a big threshold, it is easy to cross it, which means you are weak. The higher the threshold, the more difficult it is, and the stronger you will be when you cross it.

Emperor Qian probably didn't care at all about the governor refining his incarnation.

What he probably cares about is that the governor has done a lot of things without telling him.

And he always felt that these eunuchs were absolutely loyal to them, and selfishness always came second to loyalty.

The governor messed up the matter in the end, so Emperor Qian would definitely not be able to bear it any longer.

After the routine chat with Lao Song, Yu Ziqing calculated the time.

Although the efficiency of testing Langya's incarnations is not high, as each incarnation is uncovered, the changes caused by it begin to radiate.

The big family of the big sect must not be able to bear it any longer.

In the future, all ninth-level experts may have to pass the test.

After passing the ninth level, the remaining people will definitely not be able to escape.

If you sift through it once, even if you can't sift out the governor, you will sift out some clues.

Yu Ziqing just needs to wait quietly.

Another three months passed in a flash.

Yu Ziqing took the initial version of the Qinglian Sword Code to the south of the Sophora grove in Jinlan Mountain.

He wanted to ask Han Dong to help correct it.

The old sheep was a talker, but after just a few glances, he said, I'm not a swordsman, what can I tell if you let me see it?

Yu Ziqing could only come to Han Dong.

"Brother Dong, are you okay living here?"

"It's good, no, it's all good."

"I have a sword code, and I would like to ask you to correct it. Do you have time?"

"I always have time."

Yu Ziqing handed the initial version of the Qinglian Sword Code to Han Dong. Han Dong just picked up the sword code, immediately straightened his face, and put the sword code back again.

He went to bathe and change clothes, sharpen his sword and meditate. After struggling for two full hours, he sat down again, knelt down in front of the desk solemnly, held his breath and opened the sword manual.

This sitting lasted three days.

Three days later, the morning light emerged and he let out a sigh of relief.

The energy is like a long sword, running for a long time, and then turns into a white lotus, slowly blooming.

He considered his words for a long time.

"The main outline is like a long poem that makes people feel happy.

Its true meaning is very strong, but just after understanding its meaning, I have a feeling that this is how sword cultivation should be.

It's amazing, I can't create this kind of sword canon.

It’s just that there are many more, but the true meaning is very poor, confusing and confusing.”

Yu Ziqing was not surprised. In fact, he knew nothing about the Qinglian Sword Canon. He just took advantage of the fact that he had the power of a ninth-level sword cultivator to record its true meaning.

He just knew how to use it instinctively. He could only understand it superficially because he was cheating at the time.

"So, I would like to ask Brother Dong to straighten things out."

"I can't correct the general outline and the main body of practice, and my ability is limited, but I can try the other things." Han Dong frowned slightly. He couldn't help it anymore, so he changed or eliminated the messy things.

"Brother Laodong is here."

While the two were chatting, Han Dong's expression changed slightly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Yu Ziqing walked out of the small courtyard and saw Han Dong standing in front of the tomb, his brows furrowed.

The weak power in the tomb was undulating slightly, vaguely and vaguely. The only thing that could be heard was the nursery rhyme recited by a child's voice, which was accompanied by the ups and downs of the weak nursery rhyme.

The cemetery cracked silently, and the demon inside was sealed in ice. It floated up together with the ice coffin, and a layer of faint blue light enveloped it, seeming to take it away.

Han Dong stretched out a hand, flicked his fingers, and white sword energy flew out, turning into white swords, falling around the ice coffin, turning into a sword formation, and suppressing the ice coffin.

However, the power emerging from the ice coffin became stronger and stronger, and the vague and vague children's voice began to become clearer.

"The Jade Tower Demon, the beauty ghost, turned into a wisp of smoke. My father didn't hear it, my mother didn't ask, and it just burned my parents' tears..."

The power on the ice coffin became stronger and stronger, and Han Dong became more and more anxious.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Unfortunately, this time, he could no longer hear Ba's voice. Ba fell into a deep sleep in the ice coffin.

Seeing that the power was getting stronger and stronger, Han Dong formed a sword seal with his hands, and then turned into a lotus seal.

Then he saw that the Qinglian Sword Manual was glowing slightly, and a true meaning flew out and fell into Han Dong's palm.

In an instant, dense green sword energy emerged and turned into a blooming green lotus to support the ice coffin. The petals slowly closed and wrapped the ice coffin.

The clearly audible child's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Han Dong just stood here, waiting quietly for half a day. He vaguely sensed something, and then he dispersed the sword seal.

The green lotus slowly bloomed, and the demon in the ice coffin also recovered.

Yu Ziqing couldn't hear the exchange between the two of them, so he stopped being in the way and returned to the small courtyard to wait.

After a while, the ice coffin was reburied, and Han Dong came back, looking rather embarrassed.

"Ziyu, please forgive me, I want to borrow your sword manual for a while."
To be continued...