Chapter 200 Japanese envoys enter Beijing

The rain is heavy!

The heavy rain for days has made the bustling capital look a lot more depressed.

In the lobby of Beizhen Fusi,

Lin Mang put down the official document in his hand, reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

He stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at the heavy rain outside and frowning.

It has been raining for three consecutive days, and people all over the capital have been miserable.

This is still the capital city, and the situation in Kaifeng is even more serious.

Drought after drought, flood after flood, natural and man-made disasters, Beizhen Fusi has three thousand households escorting disaster relief funds to various places.

North Korea and China have also been arguing endlessly in recent days.

News from various places are constantly sent to the capital.

"It's been such a troubled time." Lin Mang sighed softly.

Yan Jue came from outside the hall, cupped his hands and said, "Sir."

Lin Mang glanced back and asked, "How is the assessment status of the Jin Yiwei in various places?"

Yan Jue said respectfully: "The number of applicants is gradually increasing, and there are 484 people who have officially passed the capital assessment."

"More than a hundred people have been sent to various places to take up posts."

Lin Mang said calmly: "A little less."

When I went to Jiangnan, the assessment of Jinyiwei did not stop, but continued.

This number can be said to be much different from his expectations.

There are tens of thousands of Jin Yiwei, and they are the only force he can currently control.

Lin Mang turned around and sat down on the Grand Master's chair. He looked at Yan Jue and asked, "Please hand over the tasks at hand recently and retreat in peace."

"With the Buddhist relics here, if you can quietly cultivate with peace of mind, it will not be difficult to reach the four realms."

Yan Jue solemnly said: "Don't worry, sir, my subordinates will break through the four realms as soon as possible."

Unlike ordinary masters, he has absorbed Buddhist relics. He only needs to digest everything contained in the Buddhist relics, and his realm will naturally improve.

A very important part of the reason why he is stuck in Ming's state of mind is that he has his own ideas.

His only wish was to go further, and as for the Grand Master, he didn't even dare to hope for it.

Even if he is a master of the Three Realms, he is no longer a weakling in the world.

Lin Mang nodded slightly.

After all, you can't always rely on people in the world.

This time he brought a total of six masters from Jiangnan, two of them, one was the Laughing General Li Xiao, and the other was Wang Dong.

These two are top-notch in stealing skills, and they might come in handy one day.

As for the remaining four people, they were all those who originally competed for the treasure.

The strongest among them has reached the Yuanshen realm, and the weakest is also a master of the three realms.

However, these people did not follow him to the capital, but were arranged by him to join the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

Being prepared for a rainy day is not a bad thing.

At this moment, a guard in golden robes came forward and said respectfully: "Sir, the Imperial Supervisor is asking for an audience."

"Please come in."

Lin Mang said, signaling Yan Jue to leave.

Not long after, Sun En, wearing a Taoist robe and a wine gourd hanging around his waist, walked in from outside the hall, smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Lin."

Lin Mang stood up and returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Sun Jianzheng is here today, but is there something wrong?"

Sun En shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Master Lin is really fast-talking."

Lin Mang smiled and poured Sun En a cup of tea.

In my heart, I sighed, the imperial court is worthy of being an imperial court and has a profound heritage.

This Qintian Supervisor is clearly a great master.

In fact, since the last time the other party presented him with the spiritual method of transforming the sky and striking the earth, he had sent someone to find out more about it.

This Jianzheng is a disciple of the Southern Celestial Master, which is considered one of the branches of Taoism.

It's just that the Southern Tianshi Sect is not a great orthodoxy, and this sect is also special. There are only a few people in each generation, and sometimes there is only one person.

But this man is a veteran of three dynasties.

Since the Jiajing Dynasty, he has served as the Supervisor of Qintian.

This position seems unremarkable, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can hold.

Sun En took the tea cup, took a deep look at Lin Mang, and said with emotion: "Master Lin's talent is really terrifying."

Such young great masters may only be recorded in ancient books as Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty, right?

Even if they were, he didn't dare to say that his talent would definitely defeat Lin Mang.

At first, he had considered recruiting him into the Tianshi Sect, but later he noticed that he had a bloody aura and knew that this person had a different path from theirs.

Taoism emphasizes tranquility, tranquility, and serenity, but this man is not a peaceful master.

Sun En took a sip of tea, his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "This tea is quite good."

Lin Mang laughed and said: "I robbed it when I ransacked my house before."

Sun En's mouth twitched, he put down his tea cup and said, "I do have something to do when I come here today."

"Since Mr. Lin has broken through the realm of heaven and man, he must also know some secrets, right?"

Lin Mang was stunned.

Sun En looked around and said nothing, but the words reached Lin Mang's ears.

"Lord Lin should be aware of the realm of Tongtian. The old Taoist can tell you that this realm does exist. There is also someone from our dynasty who has stepped into it."

Lin Mang was startled, his thoughts turned around, and he asked in surprise: "Who?"

"Liu Bowen!"

Lin Mang raised his eyes slightly, but it was not what he expected.

When Sun En was talking about it, the first person that came to his mind was Liu Bowen.

From the first time he saw the volume of strange news and stories, he had made some guesses.

Being able to describe many things so clearly is not like hearsay.

Sun En said in a deep voice: "The reason why the old Taoist told Mr. Lin this news is because Liu Bowen once left a secret scroll, which recorded a secret place. It is said that there is a treasure hidden in it, and there is also the secret of ascension."

"Ascension?" Lin Mang frowned slightly and said suspiciously, "Is this really possible?"

Sun En stroked his beard gently and said with a smile: "Master Lin should know that in Taoism, the body is just a skin after all."

"If you see death, is it really death?"

Lin Mang's pupils narrowed.

He instantly understood what Sun En meant.

Yuanshen!

The body is dead, but it does not mean that the soul is really dead.

The Taoist theory of immortality and ascension and the Buddhist theory of nirvana are actually the same principle.

Of course, no one knows whether it is truly ascension.

He had killed the masters of the Six Realms, but when he died, he was dead, and his soul was also destroyed.

It's just that Sun En learned from Taoism after all, and the temptation of ascension was too great for him.

He was more curious about the treasure among them.

He doesn't care whether he flies or not.

Sun En smiled and said: "The Grand Master is a god who merges heaven and earth and borrows the power of heaven and earth. The realm of Tongtian can already control the power of heaven and earth and create one's own heaven and earth. What about above this realm?"

Lin Mang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, looked at Sun En and asked: "Master Sun has said so much, what do you want to do?"

"cooperate!"

Sun En said directly: "This thing should be in the palace arsenal. Lord Lin has the best chance."

The palace arsenal was normally inaccessible, but he felt that Lin Mang should have this opportunity.

This is also the real purpose of his coming today.
To be continued...