Song Lian closed her mouth and stared at Zhong Wanling, examining her, hoping to see through her true intentions beneath her relaxed appearance.

Zhong Wanling sighed and said:"You really don't have to think so much, I just want to talk casually. To confirm your position, it's just that if your position and mine don't conflict, I want to ask you to do something. In I think you and I should be on the same side on this matter. I know that you are not helping Tan Mingshan and Leng Yue wholeheartedly, you are just doing it conveniently. Because your real position is to monitor Liang Congyun, not me. Right

? ?"

Song Lian's whole body was full of energy. For a moment, he thought that he might as well kill this woman now.

Zhong Wanling stood up, looked into Song Lian's eyes, walked to Song Lian, held the file that was almost broken by Song Lian in one hand, and said softly:"I said, I won't do anything to you, you don't have to be so nervous. Moreover, You can't beat me."

Song Lian met Zhong Wanling's eyes with complicated expressions.

Zhong Wanling squinted and smiled, like a cat

"If you break it, you have to copy it again, which is very troublesome."Zhong Wanling patted the case file, signaled Song Lian to let go, then took the case file back and put it aside.

"You were born in Qingyun Temple, which seems to be a very small immortal sect and not well-known. All your disciples come from several villages under Qingyun Mountain. Many people think that Qingyun Temple is a vassal of Chaoyun Mountain. Many disciples of Qingyun Temple have close ties with Chao Yun Mountain, and there are even cases where some people are both disciples of Qing Yun Temple and affiliated with Chao Yun Mountain. You and Liang Congyun grew up together and are best friends and brothers with different surnames. However, many people still suspect that you are the spy planted by the owner of Chao Yun Mountain around his son. Because although Liang Congyun is the biological son of the mountain owner, he is also of the bloodline of the Persian holy girl in the Western Regions."

Zhong Wanling pressed Song Lian's shoulders and persuaded softly:"Calm down, I have no opinion on Liang Congyun, I am just recounting the facts."

"I don't think Liang Congyun's parents don't love him. The Lord of Mount Liang kidnapped the Persian saint from Tianlu Camp and hid her in the valley. He had two sons with her and designated one of them as his heir. It was impossible for him not to love her. It was only when the Persian Divine Cult colluded with the Evil God General Haupil to open the Red Sand Demonic Sealing Valley, which triggered the Demon Valley War. Later, Chao Tianmen was victorious, and the Immortal Alliance forced the demons back behind the Demonic Sealing Gate. The impact of this incident was too great at that time, and Haupil was also a woman. This resulted in the demise of the Persian Cult, and several saints could not escape death even if they found out that they did not have demon blood. Ah, except Liang Congyun’s biological mother"

"She is dead. Song Lian said sadly,"More than ten years ago, Cong Yun and I committed suicide on the night before we were selected to go to Lin'an." Song Lian paused, turned away, and said softly:"They didn't even let Cong Yun go to the funeral. They tied him up, threw him into a carriage, and transported him directly to Lin'an, treating him like an animal.""

Zhong Wanling was dumbfounded and moved in silence for a while before continuing:"They are afraid of the blood of this mother and son, so they think you are the one who has abnormal hair color, different colors of pupils, and is exceptionally outstanding arranged by Lord Liangshan to spy on you. Son's Eyeliner"

"I'm not!"Song Lian almost roared in reply.

Zhong Wanling just looked at him calmly, with a little pity, and said lightly:"I know."

"I know that it was not Lord Liangshan who sent you, but Song Ningyu."

Song Lian was stunned. He was nailed to the spot as if someone had tapped his acupoints.

"In fact, it is not that Qingyun Temple is attached to Chaoyun Mountain, but Chaoyun Mountain is protected by Qingyun Temple."Zhong Wanling said lightly. She looked away and gently stroked the folds on the file. She already understood the young man's thoughts, but there were some things she had to say. If she didn't say them, she would become one of them. The knot between them; if they don’t talk, it will be impossible to untie the knot between them.

"Laoxianmen also developed from a small mountain village. I know this is not an easy task. There must be a good opportunity, and only opportunity is not enough. Compared with the beginning, continuation is the most difficult thing. If it hadn't developed to a certain scale like Lao Xianmen and Chao Yunshan, it would have died out within two generations. Like Qingyun Temple, it is unknown and inactive, has no glorious history, no outstanding disciples, and no controversial points. It is ordinary and ordinary, and it seems to be the most normal. But it is precisely this 'normal' that is the most abnormal. Because," Zhong Wanling turned to look back at Song Lian,"cultivating immortality is an extraordinary thing. How can a person who cultivates immortality be willing to be ordinary? Song

Lian turned his face away, frowned, and retorted tepidly:"People who cultivate immortality should abandon mundane things, how can they stick to the ordinary and the extraordinary.""

Zhong Wanling smiled quietly and said easily:"If this is true, the world will indeed be a lot cleaner. However, you should not deny that people are people and sects are sects. People can transcend, but the sect must maintain it. If we want to maintain it, we cannot avoid vulgarity. So, how does this sect, which is so ordinary that it is no different from ordinary people, maintain itself?"

Song Lian didn't answer.

Zhong Wanling didn't care whether he answered or not, and said lightly:"It's only possible, it's not a sect, or it's not a sect that cultivates immortality. It's more like a group of special people getting together, trying to reduce their sense of existence and doing things like shadows, like……"Zhong Wanling's eyes became sharp, but he didn't say any more. He changed the topic and said,"Ha, but it's not without flaws, or you might say it's a coincidence. I have a military camp in the Tang Dynasty stationed near Qingyun Peak all year round. It is Tianlu Camp. This Tianlu Camp is probably the most mysterious army in the entire Tang Dynasty. It does not belong to any garrison, but directly belongs to the emperors of the past dynasties. However, it is far away from the capital and is not under the emperor's feet. The commander of this army It's also very mysterious. Even the ministers of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel don't know the details of their origins. They are personally appointed and dispatched by His Majesty. Isn't it strange?"

Song Lian still kept his head down and said nothing, but he put it aside. The fists at his sides were shaking slightly, revealing his nervousness.

Zhong Wanling asked and answered himself:"Tianlu Tianlu, at first glance, seems to mean the emperor's salary and loyalty to the emperor. It means that this army belongs to the emperor's army. But Tianlu has another meaning, which refers to the mythical beast. Tianlu. That is a kind of tomb-suppressing beast. Ha, I have heard that Song Canglan is good at feng shui and good luck, so I don’t need to say more about it."

Song Lian still did not answer, but his slightly trembling hands had stopped.

"In fact, in addition to the commander-in-chief of Tianlu Camp, there is another person in the world who is equally mysterious and has the same effect. Zhong Wanling said casually,"That is the national master Song Ningyu."

It's a coincidence that both the Imperial Master and you have the last name Song.……"

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