Xie Lian's gaze fell back on him. After staring at him for a moment, Xie Lian said, "Qi Rong, it seems that you have lived a wonderful life over the years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Cheng's disguise disappeared. Seeing the three people who broke into the door finally reveal their true faces, Qi Rong's eyes widened. Lang Qianqiu asked in astonishment, "Cousin?"

Although he had guessed that Qing Gui was a native of Xianle when he heard Qi Rong mention "our Xianle" before, he never thought that he and Xie Lian had such a relationship. Qi Rong stared at Xie Lian's face, slowly scanning his eyes up and down, with a strange and greedy look. When his gaze fell on the Fangxin sword on Xie Lian's back, he suddenly burst into laughter and said, "So that's it, so that's it! Fangxin is you, and you are Fangxin. Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Although he didn't know why he was laughing, Lang Qianqiu felt very uncomfortable and angrily asked, "What's so funny?"

Qi Rong said viciously, "I'm laughing at my good cousin, what's it to you! I just said that your stupidity spanned a hundred years. I'm sorry, I apologize. You are a master who produces excellent students. With your master's character, how smart can you be?" He turned to Xie Lian and said, "You ran to Yong'an to be the national teacher, and in the end you were stabbed to death by your own disciple. Isn't that exciting? Isn't that funny? I said you deserved it, didn't you? You are such a jerk!"

When he said the word "bastard", Hua Cheng struck down with a palm of thunder. Qi Rong was very durable to begin with, and after seeing Xie Lian show up, he became inexplicably ten times more excited. Even when his face was smashed into the ground, he still stubbornly shouted: "Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"

Every time he spoke, Hua Cheng would slap him on the back of the head. The scene was extremely bloody. Xie Lian intercepted Hua Cheng’s hand before it fell and said, “San Lang, forget it!”

Hua Cheng said sternly: "Why should we let it go?!"

Xie Lian said, “It’s okay, don’t worry about it. This guy is just sick and very difficult to deal with. I can handle it. Don’t pay any attention to him.”

He patted Hua Cheng's shoulder gently. After a long while, Hua Cheng finally whispered, "Okay."

Qi Rong pulled his head out of the ground, rolled to the side with difficulty, and said, "Why are you pretending to be kind? If you really didn't want him to hit me, you should have stopped him from the beginning! Now you're pretending to let him go, but no one will praise you for being magnanimous!"

Xie Lian said, “I only stopped him because I didn’t want to dirty his hands. Did you get something wrong?”

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed across Qi Rong's bloody face. Then, he laughed and said, "Oh my, cousin Prince, you have a good relationship with Hua Cheng? I was wondering why my younger brother wanted to visit you during the Ghost Festival, but none of the subordinates he sent came back. It turns out it's because you got close to Hua Cheng!"

Xie Lian had no idea that Qi Rong had actually sent his subordinates to look for him. On the night of the Ghost Festival, he happened to meet Hua Cheng and brought the young man back to Puqi Monastery. It seemed that all the subordinates Qi Rong sent were dealt with by Hua Cheng. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the person next to him. Qi Rong said again: "You still call me Sanlang, wow, you look so familiar. Cousin, you are a great priest in the heaven, how come you are involved with such demons and monsters, aren't you afraid of humiliating your identity? After all, you are so perfect, so pure and flawless, your holy light shines on the earth, hahahahahahahaha..."

The priests in the heavenly court all felt that Mu Qing's words were a bit eccentric, but if they were to listen and compare now, they would see what real eccentricity was. They had wronged Mu Qing in the past. Moreover, Qi Rong not only recited, he also acted, holding his heart and said, "Brother Crown Prince, over the years, as your brother, I have been thinking about you all the time. Look at the stone statue I carefully made for you. I kept it by my side just to be able to see your heroic figure at all times. How about it, it's well made, right? Do you like it? It doesn't matter, if you don't like it, it's better. I'll make a few more for you, hahahahaha..."

As soon as he mentioned the statue, Hua Cheng's face was filled with chills. If Xie Lian hadn't dissuaded him just now, he would have stepped on it immediately. Xie Lian knew Qi Rong's personality very well. This person was a bit sick. The more intense your reaction, the more excited he would be, and the higher he would jump. He had to do the opposite, so he smiled and said casually: "The statue is okay, but the taste is not very good. It's hard for you."

As expected, Qi Rong immediately frowned and said coldly, "Be content with yourself. Only I made a statue for you because of our past. Who else would worship you? If you can ascend again this time, you will probably cry and hug Jun Wu's thighs until your knees are rotten. Take a look around the upper heaven. Which priest is not more dignified than you? Those who have flown for two hundred years can trample you under their feet. You are almost eight hundred years old and you are in such a mess. You are really a failure."

Xie Lian smiled and said, “My cousin is quite a failure. He is not as fierce as my cousin, who has only lived for eight hundred years.”

Xie Lian knew exactly how to punish him. Hua Cheng snorted and laughed, and Qi Rong's face turned pale. He glanced at the others and suddenly said, "Looking at your attitude, you are not begging Hua Cheng to come to my house to punish me and let me vent my anger, right?"

Xie Lian was stunned. Thinking about this situation, he found it impossible to refute. Qi Rong said, “Look at you guys. When he heard me say something bad about you, he got so angry. Could it be that he was blinded by the holy light above your head? Oh my, I found out. It seems that he was blinded to begin with! Hahaha…”

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went dark, his cheeks hurt, and blood spurted out. He was punched again. However, this punch was not from Hua Cheng, but from Xie Lian.

Xie Lian acted incredibly quickly, and said coldly, “Just because I haven’t hit you before doesn’t mean I won’t ever hit you.”

The punch was so fierce that it took Qi Rong a long while to finally speak. He lay on the ground like a stray dog, pounding the ground and laughing, "Brother Crown Prince, you hit me, you actually hit me! Oh my God, our noble and kind, compassionate, helpful, even reluctant to step on an ant, the Crown Prince, he looked at me and hit me, he actually hit me! This is unbelievable, unbelievable!!!"

He was so excited that he was crazy. Lang Qianqiu had never seen someone with such strange words and deeds. After watching his one-man show, he was completely stunned and murmured, "Is this... is this person crazy?"

Xie Lian was used to it and was not surprised. He said, “You heard it. This man is crazy and mentally ill. There is no trust in what he said.”

At this moment, Qi Rong's laughter suddenly stopped, and he suddenly became serious and sneered: "Don't rush to tell others that I'm crazy. Let me ask you, how did King Anle die!"

This question was asked to him by Hua Cheng just now, but now he was asking Xie Lian, and Lang Qianqiu suddenly became concerned again.

Xie Lian’s heart was calmed down, and he could not answer immediately. Qi Rong slowly got up, sat against the kneeling stone statue, and said: “After Anle died, I cut open his body and found that his internal organs were shattered by the extremely sharp sword energy, so there was no external injury, but he kept coughing and vomiting blood. This method is impossible for ordinary swordsmen to do. I originally thought that the Yongan thieves invited some strange Taoist priests to pretend that Anle had died of illness. Now think about it, there is another person who would do such a thing. This person, of course, is my fair and righteous cousin. After all, our Flower Crown Martial God Prince is a holy and peerless Tianshan Snow Lotus…”

Hua Cheng stepped on Qi Rong, who screamed in pain. Lang Qianqiu felt like his head was going to explode. He held his head with bloodshot eyes and said, "Shut up! What have you figured out? Who is the murderer? What happened to the Gilded Banquet? What happened to Prince Anle? What's going on?!"

Qi Rong said, "Lang Qianqiu, why are you still confused? I can figure it out now. It seems that you really don't understand what kind of person your master is. Come on, let me explain my good cousin to you: this former crown prince of Xianle Kingdom came to your Yong'an to be the national teacher and taught you swordsmanship for five years..."

He said a few words, and Xie Lian raised his sword. Before he could move forward, Lang Qianqiu's heavy sword blocked him and said, "Let him finish his words!"

Xie Lian said, “You know he’s crazy, but you still listen to his nonsense!”

Fang Xin swung the sword down, the blade was extremely slender, but it shocked Lang Qianqiu so much that he almost couldn't hold the giant heavy sword. Who knew that at this moment, a curved silver blade lightly lifted up the tip of his sword and deflected it. Xie Lian was startled and said, "Sanlang!"

Qi Rong saw that Xie Lian clearly didn’t want him to say more, and didn’t want Lang Qianqiu to hear more, so he just wanted to do the opposite, and seized the opportunity to say: "Prince Anle is a good man of our Xianle, he listens to me very much, pretends to be on good terms with you, and kills all the thieves in your Yongan at the Gilded Palace. When your master saw him, Anle escaped. And you rushed to the Gilded Palace and ordered a nationwide arrest for Imperial Master Fangxin. This is what he said before, it’s absolutely correct..." Xie Lian tried to come up to cover his mouth several times, but was stopped by Hua Cheng. Xie Lian said: "Sanlang!"

However, Hua Cheng said nothing, and just refused to let him pass. The more Xie Lian tried to snatch it, the faster Qi Rong talked: "But my saintly cousin, seeing Anle killing people with his own eyes, must have thought: How can this be? This is not right. So he went to find King Anle, wanting to teach him a lesson, but he found out that Anle's plan was much bigger, not just assassinating a few thieves. He couldn't teach him, so he made up his mind and killed the only remaining bloodline of his royal family with his own hands! - In the end, you caught your master and nailed him to death in the coffin, and my cousin's magnificent career as a national teacher finally came to an end. Cousin, am I right?"

He spat a mouthful of blood at the feet of the kneeling stone statue and said, "I don't know you well! You just love to do this kind of thing. Ancestors, look at what kind of good children and grandchildren you have given birth to. Not only has the Xianle Xie family lost everything, but they have also been exterminated from this world! Xie Lian! You are a star of misfortune, a god of plague! Your birth is really the greatest misfortune of the Xianle Kingdom. Why can't you die? Why do you still have the nerve to live in this world???"

Lang Qianqiu said: "But I saw him kill my father with a sword with my own eyes, how do you explain this?"

Qi Rong said: "If you are not blind and your brain is full of water, I can only think of one explanation. That is, Anle did stab your father, but he didn't kill him."

Lang Qianqiu asked: "Did he...did he finish off the opponent?"

Qi Rong screamed, "What are you talking about! My good cousin is a kind person, why would he finish off the enemy right away? He must have felt embarrassed to finish off the enemy right away after he went up, so he must have tried to show some respect and save the enemy first. However, hehe, I'm afraid your father has done himself harm."

Lang Qianqiu asked: "What do you mean by harming yourself?"

Qi Rong asked, "What is the next thing a person who was nearly killed would do after being rescued? What was the first thing you thought of doing after seeing so many people die in the Gilded Palace?"

Lang Qianqiu hadn't figured it out yet, so he said, "... arrest the murderer."

Qi Rong said, "Isn't that right? After my good cousin saved your father, he would have said something like this after he had recovered his breath: 'State Master, hurry up, it was Prince Anle who did it, go and kill Prince Anle for me!' No, no, no, it's not just that, he must have said something more powerful, such as: 'State Master! Call Qianqiu! Call everyone! Kill all the Xianle people in the country for me! I want them to be buried with me!!!'"

He imitated that furious and desperate tone, which was creepy, and Lang Qianqiu's face slowly turned pale. Qi Rong continued, "Even if he wasn't killed at that time, your mother and a bunch of thief relatives were killed by Anle in front of him. Sooner or later, he will target other Xianle people in the country. When your good master heard that something was wrong, he thought about it and decided that he couldn't keep this old guy. Of course, he stabbed him with a sword, killing him. He is such a person, he looks like a saint who can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, but he always does things that hurt others and benefit himself; he wants to please both sides, but in the end he gets neither side, hehe, hahahahaha..."