Chief: "But it doesn't hurt to talk."

Song Nanyan coughed twice and said: "There is a servant in my house who travels between the palace and this place all year round to deliver news. If you are willing to be a little aggrieved, this matter will be easy."

long:……

The two were talking when the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside.

Xu Jingxian was nowhere to be found, so the other party knocked on the door.

"Master Prime Minister! Master Prime Minister!"

Song Nanyan frowned: "What's the matter?"

"The envoy from the palace came and said that there are urgent matters!"

Song Nanyan was stunned and just about to speak, he couldn't help but look at it when he remembered Chang returned here.

Chang didn't mean to avoid it and didn't move at all.

Song Nanyan only allowed people to come in.

Guan's face was full of anxiety and he was stunned when he entered.

It was a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber. There was no beautiful lady, the groom was neatly dressed, and there were many men around.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Song Nanyan urged.

The chamberlain who came in with the steward didn't think too much, and said quickly: "Master, something serious is not going well. Your Majesty suddenly fell ill and fell into a deep sleep. The doctors who have seen it all can't tell you what their reputation is. At this time, several masters are..."

, His Majesty did not wake up even though he tried his best, so I specially asked this villain to ask you to come into the palace quickly for discussion!"

The whole country celebrated the Huanqiu Festival, and the imperial court had three days of rest. The emperor held a grand ceremony yesterday to worship his ancestors. He was so alive and kicking, but in the blink of an eye he said he couldn't afford to suffer from serious illness?

Song Nanyan and Su Yue were not together, so she would send someone over. This meant that the situation was extremely urgent and could not be delayed. It was difficult to survive alone and Song Nanyan needed help.

At this time, the envoy from the Kingdom of Zhaoyue had just arrived in the capital, and the emperor had not yet summoned him. In addition, it would be the first day of the Lunar New Year in a few days, and the emperor would go to the Eight Treasure Langhuan Pagoda to pray for blessings. At this time, he suddenly fell ill, which was no different from an earthquake.

For Song Nanyan, nothing could happen to the emperor, and he found the stability he needed most.

In just a few breaths, he thought about the stakes and immediately said: "I will change my clothes and follow you into the palace!"

Today, I took a concubine and was wearing clothes of a happy color. Obviously, such clothes cannot be used in the palace.

The chief next to him suddenly coughed.

Song Nanyan:......

There was silence for a moment: "You are also ready to come with me, I can't live without you."

Song Nanyan's words are ambiguous and can easily be misunderstood.

But these days, the noble man has one or two confidants around him, and when he comes to the palace, he is so worried that he has no time to think too much.

I had never seen him grow up before. Hearing his master's words, he looked at this and that. He was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and countless terrifying thoughts came to his mind.

Chang'an is as plain as day, no matter how fast Guan's eyes are waiting to come out, it's as if nothing has happened.

On the way to the palace, Song Nanyan did not forget the instructions given by the commander in the carriage.

"Teacher, the incident happened suddenly and I still don't know why. There are many powerful people in the palace, including four Grandmaster Guang, not to mention high-level monks. The teacher will still be with me at that time. Please do not act rashly to avoid danger."

I only knew him as a senior monk, but he didn't understand the other person's cultivation ability at all. He was afraid that this teacher, whom he hadn't seen for many years, would die tragically in the palace within a short time of recognizing each other.

According to Song Nanyan's years of cunning and cunning, it would have been impossible for him to be so responsive to one person's requests. But somehow, when master and apprentice recognized each other again, he agreed to the former teacher's request without thinking. This is not like the past at all.

But the matter has come to this, Song Nanyan can only bite the bullet and take him into the palace.

He opened the car curtain and looked outside.

In the evening, the sky is getting dark, the sunset has disappeared, and there is a heavy cloud above the head, like a huge boulder pressing on the top, and the storm is coming, which makes people feel heavy and uneasy.

Song Nanyan also took a look: "The weather seems to be bad today, but the clouds are also very low, as if they are going to fall down at any time."

No clouds, visions.

When demons attack and are powerful, people who do not belong to the human world will naturally leak their aura and change the heavenly phenomena.

This means that there must be demons lurking in Luodu, and their cultivation abilities may not be low.

To build the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation, you must have Soul Gathering Beads as support.

It is true that one can refine a soul-gathering bead in a bloodbath to see the Blood Sect, but with the formation of mountains and rivers and nine states as the fulcrum, it is not enough to see the dead souls of the Blood Sect. Only countless souls can gather and fuse, and when the resentment is enough to shake the world, the soul-gathering bead can be refined.

Only beads can be effective and support a corner of the formation.

And a prosperous place like Luodu with a huge population is the soul-gathering container that the opponent dreams of.

They don't even need to go on a killing spree, as long as they create a big enough natural disaster, they can pocket countless souls.

Luodu is located in the Central Plains and has a favorable climate. On weekdays, not to mention hail, even heavy rains are rare. Now that autumn is approaching, the sky is high and the air is clear. In addition to being drier, the weather is smooth and calm.

Under normal circumstances, there will be no natural disasters at all.

But, what if someone insists on creating an extraordinary situation?

"The wind is blowing, Prime Minister, please put down the curtain quickly!"

A gust of wind came in a moment, causing passers-by to raise their sleeves to cover themselves. Even the carriage shook slightly, and the horses neighed and became restless.

The guards quickly reminded them.

Chang lowered the car curtain, but Song Nanyan was blinded by the wind and sand. He was rubbing his head and complaining.

"What's going on? There wouldn't be such a big wind and sand at this time in previous years!"

The carriage soon entered the imperial city.

Song Nanyan was given the honor of being able to enter the city without getting off his horse. The carriage drove straight in and carried the two of them to the steps of the main palace. Song Nanyan then took the elder out of the car. The two climbed up the steps and were led around the main hall to the emperor's usual place.

Living place.

The door was heavily guarded, and there were two or three times more people than usual. Song Nanyan had no time to look at it, so he glanced briefly and whispered to the commander: "I'm afraid the situation is not good."

After many years of palace life, one can judge many things at a glance from the number of guards.

Song Nanyan's face didn't require much explanation, even the gatekeeper general could recognize it.

Long was stopped.

Song Nanyan was about to explain the identity of the chief to others when he heard an anxious voice coming from behind.

"If Prime Minister Song is not here, please come in quickly!"

The general did not dare to stop him, and the two of them were able to enter smoothly.

Many people have gathered in front of the dragon couch.

, imperial doctor, monk.

These monks had extraordinary backgrounds, including the elders of the Donghai sect whom Song Nanyan mentioned before, and Ku He, the abbot of Qingyun Temple who was stationed in Luodu. They were all required to be polite and respectful.

Song Nanyan stood with his head slightly lowered, but he didn't attract anyone's attention.

The waiter quickly and quietly told Song Nanyan what had happened.

Early this morning, the palace servants went to ask His Majesty to get up, and found that His Majesty could not wake up no matter how much he shouted. He had no abnormality and his breathing was steady. There were no symptoms the night before.

She came over to take a look and hurriedly called for a doctor, but the doctors tried their best and were unable to do anything. Then she panicked and quickly called for several masters guarding the imperial city.

Zen Master Ku He and others took a look and found that although the sects were different, most of them had the same judgment, that is, the emperor left his soul.

Everyone was divided on how to retrieve the emperor's soul.

The differences are not small, and have reached the point where disagreements would become tense.

The author has something to say: Monday’s update is coming. There is no Yun Weisi in this chapter. Everyone is divided into two groups. I will break it down next time~

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