Chapter 167: Buzhou Mountain (IX)
Amidst the clouds and mist, the snow and wind, the immortal path to Buzhou Mountain, which had not been reopened for a long time, quietly shone again. This indicated that the heavenly world, which had not communicated with the human world for a long time, had finally agreed to accept the worship from the human race again, which was the lifelong wish of the human world in ancient times.
However, now, the human race that once believed in God has been exiled by God himself, and those who have embarked on the path to immortality have no respect for the gods. Only the bitter wind and rain are left all over the mountain to witness this unprecedented situation.
After many years, Mount Buzhou finally welcomed visitors from the human world again.
Four people were seen walking slowly on the steps made of jade - they were Donghuang Taiyi, Yinglong, Lu Qingzhou and Dongjun from the Outsiders Household Survey Bureau.
Dong Jun was walking in the front, still wearing a complicated robe, a neatly tied hair crown, long sleeves flowing in the wind, and holding his head high. Behind him were Ying Long, Dong Huang Tai Yi and Lu Qing Zhou, all wearing neat black suits. The suits and ties magnified the long legs and thin waists of the three men. Rather than saying they were here for negotiations, it would be more like they were dressed up to attend a catwalk show.
Yinglong, who was used to being lazy, seemed not to be used to such formal attire. He tugged at his tie with a slight discomfort. He said unhappily, "I said, we are here to pull each other's hair. Is it necessary to dress so fancy?"
Lu Qingzhou didn't even turn his head after hearing this, and responded coldly: "It is the most basic requirement to dress neatly in diplomatic places."
Donghuang Taiyi listened to Lu Qingzhou's words and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it is better to lose the battle than the battle. The most important thing is that we cannot let the people of Buzhou Mountain Realm Bureau think that after losing Si Yuan, the Foreign Household Investigation Bureau has become a pile of loose sand."
In other words, the purpose of putting on a show is to gain an advantage in momentum before the battle begins.
The top of Mount Buzhou hasn't been so lively for a long time.
It’s not accurate to say it’s lively. After all, although there are many people, they are actually there to fight.
At the end of the road to immortality, there is a huge jade archway with the two characters "Heavenly Gate" inscribed on it. Six tall figures stand under the archway. The three gods standing in the front are Shangqing, Taiqing and Yuqing. Li Boyang and Yuanshi, as the turbid realms of Taiqing and Yuqing, stand in the back. The last person is not the turbid realm spirit treasure of Shangqing, but the lord of Huangquan Wrongful Death City - Bian Chengjun.
I have to say that these people do have a bit of immortal aura.
Bian Cheng did not stand with the remaining five people. He found a place to stand on the side, and he looked very different from the other five people. This was a good sign, indicating that the Jiuyou Realm Bureau had not yet decided to stand with the Buzhou Mountain Realm Bureau, and was always in a wait-and-see position, which was a good thing for the Foreign Household Investigation Bureau.
However, if Jiuyou is completely neutral, there is no need to send anyone here at this moment. The person who can become the Lord of the Underworld in Biancheng can't be a fool who likes to watch the fun. He can't appear here at such a sensitive time without any intention.
Thinking about it this way, Bian Cheng's expression, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, seemed a little too intriguing.
Facing the unfriendly outsiders, Taiqing's attitude was quite good. He had a warm smile on his face and said to them in a hospitable manner: "Welcome, welcome. Buzhou Mountain hasn't been so lively for a long time."
He also paid special attention to his former colleague Dong Jun, saying, "Lord Qingdi, how are you these days? To be honest, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you were not in good health, so I asked Boyang to send you some elixirs. Did you receive them? I heard from Boyang that you were very polite and insisted on sending a return gift. Why is Lord Qingdi so polite?"
Those who don't know the inside story may think this is very kind, but those who know the inside story understand that it is a mockery of Dongjun for handing over the Ghost King Seal.
But facing such close taunting, Dongjun did not show the slightest displeasure. He also smiled at Taiqing, his smile as bright as the spring flowers in March, and said hurriedly: "Thank you for your concern, I received the thing, it is indeed a panacea. It just so happens that I got a rare object recently, the sun and the moon come out of it, it is really rare, so I thought of bringing it to you to enjoy. But that thing is too heavy. If it weren't for your elixir, I might not have the strength to climb up today." After saying that, he laughed to himself.
This statement may seem like a concession, but in fact it is too obvious - "The Kyushu Island Mountains and Rivers Ding are in my hands, so don't be so arrogant ."
Dongjun laughed, and Taiqing laughed too. The main purpose of the two was to make both the host and the guest happy and to pretend to be nice to each other.
Taiqing and Dongjun were arguing with each other in the front, while the people in the back were secretly holding a meeting.
Especially Yinglong, who had been in the combat group for many years, was not used to such a fake way of getting along. Yinglong looked impatiently at the two emperors in front of him, who were laughing so hard that their crow's feet deepened a few times, and Lu Qingzhou, who was standing on his left with a bored look, "How long do you think they will chat like this? Are they going to fight or not?"
The Foreign Household Investigation Bureau has always believed that if you can solve it with your fists, don't use your brain. If you really want to talk about it, if someone recycles brains one day, the average price of the entire Foreign Household Investigation Bureau may be a few cents higher than the market price, after all, they are all brand new and have not been used much.
Fortunately, today there is Lu Qingzhou, one of the few people who can subdue this group of problem children.
Lu Qingzhou was also very helpless about Yinglong's reckless look: "I'm not here to fight today. Remember what I told you before, don't act rashly before Lu Ren rescues Si Yuan."
Ying Long frowned after hearing this. He didn't expect Lu Qingzhou to be so patient and not even complain. So he turned to look at Taiyi who had been silent from the beginning and whispered, "Hey! Taiyi!"
Yinglong's original intention was that he couldn't fight, so he wanted to complain to Donghuang Taiyi and ask him to judge the matter.
Who would have thought that Donghuang Taiyi, who was used to slacking off at work, was suddenly called out, as if awakened from a dream, and shouted loudly: "What's wrong? Did you steal weapons?"
This cannot be blamed on Donghuang Taiyi. After all, Dongjun will solve the problems on the scene for them. The three of them only need to provide military support and do not need to be too tense all the time. Donghuang Taiyi was so excited that he could not sleep last night when he thought about fighting with the people from Buzhou Mountain Jiesi, so he thought about conserving his energy before the fight.
Donghuang Taiyi's voice was quite loud and immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
The scene was silent instantly.
Even Taiqing and Dongjun, who were very careful, couldn't help but frown. Bian Cheng looked like he was there to watch the fun and turned his back to laugh blatantly.
Fortunately, Taiqing and Dongjun had both seen a lot of storms, and they were silent for a moment before returning to the original script.
Tai Qing had a look on his face that said "I'm being negligent" and said to the people from the Immigrant Household Registration Bureau, "Look at my memory. You must be exhausted from all the traveling. I've set up a banquet inside to welcome you back."
After hearing Taiqing's words, Yinglong in the back couldn't help but whistled: "Hongmen Banquet." He didn't lower his voice, and it was loud enough for everyone present to hear. But the strange thing was that everyone just listened to it with one ear and out with the other. No one responded to this sentence, and everyone tacitly ignored his thorny words.
After all, everyone knew that this was indeed the truth, and this meeting was essentially a life-and-death battle with the cards already revealed.
Before Yinglong finished speaking, Dongjun and Lu Qingzhou had already taken the lead.
Yinglong shrugged his shoulders when he saw this. As the last one, he said to Donghuang Taiyi, the second to last one, "We are about to go in. Are you awake?"
Donghuang Taiyi didn't waste any more time. He put his hand on the back of his neck, twisted his neck, and followed with a ferocious look on his face.
The so-called banquet was held in a palace carved out of white jade. This palace was rare not because it was luxurious, but because the entire palace was hollowed out, carved, and decorated from a giant piece of white jade. Even every piece of furniture and every decoration in the palace was part of the white jade, which shows the difficulty of its construction and the unique ingenuity it possessed.
"What a pity." Yinglong couldn't help but think silently as he entered the room, "Such a beautiful work of art will soon be gone."
Of course, this is a later story.
In the heavenly realm, one must cut off all attachments, so one cannot have the pleasure of music or the desire for food.
So although it was a banquet, there was no singing or dancing, nor fish or meat. The only dish on the banquet was three drops of Penglai fairy dew for each person. Although it was served in a beautiful glass cup, the amount was too small. From a distance, it looked more like everyone was sitting together with a bowl in front of them, staring at each other.
It was Yuqing who broke the silence first, and politely invited everyone to drink: "This Penglai fairy dew is a good thing, it nourishes and prolongs life, let me share it with you."
Indeed, Yinglong sneered, "Why don't you stop beating around the bush? You're giving me a headache. We wild boars can't eat fine bran, and we're not here to get money." Yinglong's phoenix eyes condensed, his brilliance was restrained, and he asked coldly, "Where is Si Yuan?"
Shang Qing, who had been silent outside the Heavenly Gate, now acted like a good person: "Don't be so irritable. You should know that Buzhou Mountain and Kunlun have not heard from each other for tens of thousands of years. It's a rare opportunity to reunite today, so we should really cherish it. As for Si Yuan, I heard that he came back to visit his relatives, so he should be at home now."
Ying Long was so angry when he heard this that he laughed instead: "Do you believe this yourself?"
The two departments broke off relations back then because the Buzhou Mountain Department was determined to kill them all. Now it is back on the stage because the Kunlun Department has worked hard for thousands of years to be qualified to sit at the same table with the gods again.
Now, whether Si Yuan came to the heavenly realm voluntarily, I am afraid everyone here knows.
Having said that, in such an occasion, Yinglong questioning Yuqing in public was really too disrespectful to the Buzhou Mountain Realm Master. For a moment, Li Boyang and Yuanshi looked at Yinglong warily, as if they were ready to take action at any time.
For a moment, the sound of a horn seemed to be faintly heard in the silent palace.
There were actually two people squatting on the spotless steps outside the palace. They were Chang Cheng and Ying Zhao, who had tried to sneak attack Lu Ren after the incident in Shanjian City, but were beaten badly by Bian Cheng who came to impersonate him.
After they failed to do their job well, the two were ordered to practice in the Far North Mountain, under the pretext that "since they can't even beat a human, it must be because they haven't practiced enough." As a result, the two had to face a pile of cold stones and endure the biting wind all day long, which was really uncomfortable.
Fortunately, now the opportunity for the two to redeem themselves has come.
Yingzhao was squatting on the ground smoking, with cigarette butts scattered around his feet, and it was obvious that he smoked a lot. Next to Yingzhao, a young man named Changcheng was squatting with him, watching him smoke and trying to pick up the cigarette butts to satisfy his craving.
However, as soon as Chang Cheng's hand touched the cigarette butt, Ying Zhao slapped it away.
Ying Zhao glared at Chang Cheng and warned him, "Don't you know that minors are not allowed to smoke?"
"I'm nervous." Chang Cheng swallowed and then retorted, "Besides, I only look young. In fact, I'm thousands of years old."
Even so, Ying Zhao still did not allow Chang Cheng to smoke, and said fiercely: "That's not allowed either. What if it causes adverse effects?"
Chang Cheng always listened to Ying Zhao, so he could only nod and agree: "Okay then. By the way, Ying Zhao, are you sure we want to do this?"
Ying Zhao glanced at Chang Cheng and said, "What else? Do you want to go back to the Far North Mountain and sleep on the rocks again?"
Chang Cheng hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, it's too painful for my butt."
"That's all. Although the Three Pure Ones said that today's negotiations don't need the participation of other people from the Buzhou Mountain Realm Division, if we can help a little, we can definitely atone for our sins and leave that damn place." Ying Zhao took another long puff of his cigarette, as if he had made a decision. He looked in the direction of the palace and said, "I just saw from a distance that the human who hurt us like this before was among the group. As long as we can capture him this time, will we still have to worry about not being able to leave the Far North Mountain?"
After listening to Ying Zhao's words, Chang Cheng thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he nodded hurriedly: "Then when do we start?"
"No hurry, wait a little longer."
The cigarette in Ying Zhao's hand had almost burned to the end. He threw it heavily to the ground, then looked towards the quiet interior of the palace, waiting for any unexpected event that might occur at any time.
Of course, from his position, he couldn't see anything.
