Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Time is like water, always slipping away quietly without us noticing.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and Qingzhou was increasingly influenced by Guiling Palace during these two years.

Under the puppet industry promoted by Guiling Palace, the originally chaotic order in Qingzhou is constantly improving, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment.

One by one, the righteous groups began to be pressured by the military force of Guiling Palace, but in the days that followed, they gradually felt the benefits of cooperating with Guiling Palace and started to become proactive.

Unlike the stability in Qingzhou, several large-scale riots broke out in the Dali Dynasty during the past two years.

In front, the Northern Divine Eagle Empire herded its horses southward, and the border was constantly invaded. The war swept through Jinzhou and Lianzhou, and many spiritual veins, blessed lands and other resource-producing areas were swallowed up, and the horses' hooves trampled on thousands of miles of fertile land.

Countless people were captured and massacred. Their bones were exposed in the wild and no roosters crowed for thousands of miles.

In the west, the countries in the Western Regions spread Mahayana Buddhism, which spread the profound Buddhist teachings in an attempt to save all people.

There are also overseas immortal sects in the east. They cross the sea and the sky in magic boats, and under the name of making friends through Taoism, they suppress many young masters of the Dali Dynasty.

This does not include the areas within the Dali Dynasty, where many people became victims and were displaced due to natural disasters, extortion, floods and droughts, and land annexation by powerful landlords.

These disaster-stricken people either fled their homes or became bandits, and at the same time they launched countless uprisings and rebellions, both large and small.

Although the Dali Dynasty still had a solid foundation in high-end military power and could easily suppress such civilian uprisings, these repeated uprisings greatly weakened the Dali Dynasty's luck.

This also shows that in the past two years, the Dali Dynasty has become increasingly decadent, and signs of the end of the dynasty are becoming more prominent.

It was at such a critical juncture that a convoy of vehicles arrived on an official post road from Guangyuan Prefecture in Jingzhou in the south to Fuqing City, with the sound of horse hooves.

There were about a hundred people in the convoy, different from the traveling martial arts heroes and the escort companies.

The dress, speech and temperament of the people in the convoy are very different from those of the Dali Dynasty.

They wore loose monk robes and had scars on their heads. Some were two meters tall and had fierce looks on their faces. Some rode camels, while others walked barefoot.

If you look closely, you will find that these camels are not ordinary animals, but spiritual beasts domesticated by humans.

Although those barefoot monks were walking on their own two legs, each step they took was several feet long, as if they could shrink the distance into an inch, and their cultivation in the secret hiding realm was undoubtedly revealed.

In the center of the convoy, there is a dragon elephant that is five meters tall, with a skin as hard as rock, dragon scales on its head, and a trace of true dragon blood.

However, this dragon elephant with strength comparable to the first level of the Daotai realm is now being driven by someone, and its broad back is carrying a sedan chair with a large number of Sanskrit symbols printed on it.

"How far is it from Fuqing City?"

An arm lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a young monk in a white robe.

He looks young, with skin fairer and smoother than most women, and a kind of androgynous beauty. Even his shiny bald head can't hide his good looks, which can charm many young girls.

"Reporting to the Saint Monk, it's still about half an hour's journey."

A bald monk, two meters tall and as strong as a bear, answered in a rough voice. Although he was wearing monk's robes, he had a fierce temperament. Rather than being a compassionate monk, he looked more like a bandit who was destroying a house.

"Hurry up and don't keep our friends waiting."

The young monk spoke calmly, then lowered the curtain of the sedan chair and the team continued to move forward.

Half an hour later, the convoy arrived at Fuqing City.

Fuqing City is a border city of Jingzhou, only two hundred miles away from Qingzhou. It is also the official road to Chongzhou, less than fifty miles away from Chongzhou.

There were already people waiting by the official road in Fuqing City.

Bang!

Suddenly, the dragon elephant seemed to sense some danger, and it swung its trunk and let out a long cry.

The terrifying sound waves were like hundreds of meteorites falling, and the ground in front instantly became riddled with holes, with the ground blown away for several feet.

However, under such terrifying sound waves, a long purple silk thread went upstream and directly wrapped around the four legs of the dragon elephant.

roar!

The dragon elephant, which had reached the first level of the Daotai realm, roared continuously with a force that could shake mountains, but it was unable to break free from the long purple silk. Its fearful struggles caused the earth to shake repeatedly, and the monks nearby fell to the ground in shock and anger.

"Quiet!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the sedan chair carried on the back of the dragon elephant.

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish knocking, the manic dragon elephant suddenly calmed down.

The sedan chair was opened, and the young monk with red lips and white teeth came out. He put his hands together and smiled, "Donor Qin, I don't know how I have offended you. Why are you so angry?"

His voice was like the collision of golden beads, refreshing, yet it also had a kind of devilish quality that made people want to bow down to him immediately.

As he spoke, a golden bowl appeared in his hand. The long purple silk that originally bound the dragon and elephant's four feet was suddenly attracted by a huge suction force and flew towards the golden bowl.

"Why are you, a bunch of Western Region demon monks, coming to the south instead of staying in Dali City?"

In the woods, a beautiful figure appeared at some point.

She was wearing a long white dress with a veil covering her face. Although only half of her face was exposed, her skin was as white as jade. Just looking at her made one's heart beat faster and gave rise to endless reverie.

But she raised her jade hand and waved her snow-white wrist.

The long purple silk suddenly flew in the air, breaking free from the powerful suction of the golden cymbals, and flew back like a spirit snake, turning into a corset and wrapping around her slender waist.

"I am the head of the White Tiger Hall of the Patrol Department, in charge of the four western continents. You came from the Western Regions. Tell me if you have any relationship with me, Qin Yuchang."

The woman's voice was cold, and her eyes looked at the group of people opposite her with a strong warning.

"Aiti Jialuo, I advise you to retreat quickly."

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Her voice was icy cold, her tone became heavier, and the murderous intent raged like a storm, causing many monks present to change color. The dragon elephant couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear.

The Sky Patrol Department is a special agency established by the Dali Dynasty to patrol the four directions, slay demons and eliminate evil, and clean up those demons and monsters that are causing trouble, as well as monks and sects.

The chief of the Sky Patrol Department is a recognized Purple Mansion Realm expert in the Dali Dynasty, and his department consists of four halls: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

The Sky Patrol Department recruits masters from all over the country, or selects children with talent for cultivation from a young age for training. Relying on the power of the whole country, there are many masters in the hall, especially the head of each hall, who are all powerful people standing at the pinnacle of the Daotai realm.

The woman who calls herself Qin Yushang is the head of the White Tiger Hall. Qizhou, Xunzhou, Lanzhou, and Fanzhou in the west of the Dali Dynasty are all under her supervision and inspection. Her strength is undoubtedly strong, but the leakage of her murderous aura makes it difficult for many monks in the Secret Treasure Realm to bear it.

Aiti Galao was not afraid of Qin Yuchang's momentum at all. He walked down from the back of the dragon elephant and flew through the air. With every step he took, white lotuses bloomed in the air and the grass and trees below grew wildly, becoming full of vitality.

"Amitabha, Mr. Qin might as well take a look at this and then consider whether to stop me."

Reaching into the golden cymbals, Aiti Galao took out a yellow scroll of imperial edict and opened it.

Suddenly, Qin Yuchang's crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed tightly, because this yellow imperial edict represented the Dali royal family.

"This is the imperial edict written by your Dali Emperor himself. I wonder if you recognize it or not. Or does the Sky Patrol Department have more power than the Dali royal family?"

Aiti Galao had a faint smile on her face, looking prepared.

Qin Yuchang's momentum gradually faded, and she said in a cold voice: "I don't know how you deceived the imperial edict. Well, I will follow you and see what you are up to."

Ayi Ti Jia Luo's smile faded a little, and he said, "Donor Qin has been pressing me hard. Now there are many heroes gathered in Dali City. That's where you should go. Following me will only make you suffer."

"That's none of your business. The imperial edict didn't say that my White Tiger Hall is not allowed to follow you. You are unfamiliar with the place, and I, the head of the White Tiger Hall, will protect your safety to prevent you from getting into danger and bringing disgrace to the state."

Qin Yushang was completely unmoved, because she knew what kind of people they were.

As the head of the White Tiger Hall, stationed in the four western continents of the Dali Dynasty, Aiti Galao and his party came from the Western Regions. Their religion was a holy one jointly advocated by the sixteen countries in the Western Regions, called Tantric Buddhism.

On the surface, it seems that everyone believes in Buddhism and worships Buddha, but Qin Yushang, who has been to the Western Regions, knows clearly what the situation is like in the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions under Tantric Buddhism. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have been brainwashed and the people have all become walking corpses.

The Aiti Galao in front of us is a new generation of holy monk of Tantric Buddhism and a rising star in Tantric Buddhism in recent years.

Originally, they came to Dali City, the capital of the Dali Dynasty, under the banner of exchanging Buddhist ideas. Now, they suddenly ran to the south of the Dali Dynasty, which has nothing to do with their Tantric Buddhism. Although Qin Yushang didn't know what the other party was trying to do, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Amitabha, since Donor Qin is willing to escort me, then I'll trouble you."

Seeing Qin Yushang's attitude, Aiti Galao turned around and walked back to the back of the dragon elephant.

"Don't let me find out anything about you."

Qin Yushang withdrew her gaze. After all, the other party was holding the royal edict, and she could not interfere.

In addition, the Dali Dynasty is now in turmoil. If it rashly offends Tantric Buddhism, and the other party declares a war against the Dali Dynasty, it will be another blood-letting knife for the current Dali Dynasty.

So even though Qin Yuchang knew that the other party had ulterior motives, she had to restrain herself and could not directly use force.

After leaving these last words, Qin Yushang turned around.

Just at this moment, a breeze blew slowly, brushing past the veil and revealing half of her face.

You can catch a glimpse of the delicate curve of her nose, the tender pink lips, and her skin as white as a freshly peeled egg.

Unfortunately, this holy face was covered by the falling veil again in an instant. Qin Yuchang waved her dress lightly, and purple air filled her feet, transforming into a gorgeous tiger, carrying her and disappearing on the spot. (End of this chapter)