Jiang Heng opened the package and found a simple dagger and three bottles of elixirs inside.
One of the bottles of pills Jiang Heng is very familiar with is a fourth-grade healing pill. Old man Li once gave him one, and now there are twelve pills in this porcelain bottle.
This bottle of healing pill alone is worth a thousand gold to Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng was shocked in his heart, he really deserves to be the personal maid of the saint, so rich!
As everyone knows, Yao Linger did not prepare these things for him.
It is true that Yao Ling'er is a saint's personal maid, but she is not so rich yet.
These items were actually prepared by Yao Yueqing for Jiang Heng.
Among the remaining two bottles, one of them contained a body quenching pill, and the other bottle also contained a pill. Jiang Heng didn't know what kind of pill it was, but he just took a sip and felt it. A huge breath of life filled the whole body.
"What kind of elixir is this? It has such an effect?" Jiang Heng was shocked.
He carefully put away the elixir, which is life-saving in a critical moment.
As for the remaining simple dagger, Jiang Heng slowly pulled it out, a cold light flashed instantly, and a cold and faint breath rushed towards his face.
"Good sword!" Jiang Heng was overjoyed. He held the dagger in his hand and swung it towards the ground.
With a pop, a stream of sword energy shot out and penetrated half a foot into the ground.
"The sword alone has such power, this... this is really a great treasure for me!" Jiang Heng was shocked.
But at this time, under Xingling Peak, a figure bowed down, wanting to meet the saint Yao Yueqing.
It was Zhao Tianlu, the elder of the law enforcement hall of the outer sect.
Today, he came here specially to take Jiang Heng to the Moyan Cave.
Yao Yueqing didn't show up, but asked old man Li to send Jiang Heng down Xingling Peak.
The news that Jiang Heng was about to be sent to the Moyan Cave spread throughout the inner sect in a very short period of time, and countless disciples couldn't help being curious and came to watch.
Under Xingling Peak.
"Senior, let's go here, I will go with Elder Zhao."
"Oh, kid, you...you take care of yourself." Old man Li sighed.
Jiang Heng bid farewell to Old Man Li, and was about to turn around when an iron chain suddenly wrapped around his back and locked him up.
"Zhao Tianlu, what are you doing?" Seeing this, old man Li's face changed slightly.
"Hmph, he is a death row prisoner of the sect, what are you talking about? Do you want this elder to support him?" Zhao Tianlu shouted coldly.
"you..."
"Old Li, forget it." Jiang Heng shook his head, dissuading him softly.
And old man Li stared at Zhao Tianlu stubbornly.
Zhao Tianlu snorted coldly, not showing any face to old man Li, pulled the chain in his hand, and led Jiang Heng to the outer door.
Moreover, Zhao Tianlu seemed to do it on purpose, squeezing towards places with a lot of people.
The face of an inner sect disciple looked extremely exciting.
This is really going to the magic cave!
Many disciples had gloating expressions on their faces.
Not to mention that Jiang Heng is married to Yao Ling'er, but he can still live on Xingling Peak and see the real face of the saint every day. Such a good thing has fallen on a handyman!
And these inner disciples didn't even have the qualifications to go to Xingling Peak. Such a gap made these inner disciples naturally dissatisfied with Jiang Heng.
Now being chained and being taken to the Moyan Cave, this scene made all the inner disciples feel very relieved.
"Okay, let's see how this trash can come back alive this time!"
"Still alive? What kind of place is that? That's the magic rock cave. For nearly ten thousand years, how many people from our sect can come out alive after entering that place?"
"That's right, let alone attacking Senior Brother Qi, a toad wants to eat swan meat!"
"Hush—keep your voice down, his sister is the closed disciple of Peak Master Leng!" A person next to him couldn't help reminding.
The others were stunned for a moment, looked at each other in blank dismay, and the voices mocking Jiang Heng couldn't help but quiet down.
Even Zhao Tianlu frowned slightly. Jiang Heng's younger sister is actually Leng Fengzhu's closed disciple? when did it happen?
Seeing more and more people gathered around, Zhao Tianlu knew that he couldn't delay any longer, kicked his feet on the ground, led Jiang Heng into the air, and rushed towards the outer mountain gate.
...
At the same time, within the palace of the Great Wu Empire.
The Great Martial Emperor stared at a memorial on the case table, and there seemed to be a faint gleam in his eyes, which was a matter of Tianxuanzong's natural punishment.
"What do you two think about this matter?" The voice of the Great Martial Emperor sounded slowly.
Below, the two ministers suddenly became nervous.
"Your Majesty, this matter is too strange. The saintess of Xuanzong just found out she was pregnant that day, and it was rumored that she was the blood of the fifteenth prince. Now there is such a phenomenon in heaven and earth. I think Your Majesty should make a decision sooner. !" A minister bowed.
"Your Majesty, I think it's better to take a look at it for the time being. Whether it's true or not will be clear when the child is born. Besides, Qin Tianjian has already reported the matter, and Xuanzong even reported it directly that day, which means that the matter should be true. Undoubtedly, even if it takes a while, what's the problem?" Another person responded immediately.
"Don't talk nonsense, if the child is not of the blood of the fifteenth prince, what will be the face of my great martial arts?"
"You're talking nonsense, what if the child is of the blood of the fifteenth prince?"
"If this son was not of my royal blood, how could he trigger such a vision of heaven and earth?!"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Great Martial Saint Emperor, and the voices of the two froze immediately, and they dared not speak again.
"Pass my oral order and send someone to Tianxuanzong to investigate this matter."
Sitting on the dragon chair, the Holy Emperor paused for a moment, and then said: "This matter is the secret of my royal family. Anyone from the outside world who dares to spread rumors will be killed without mercy."
The two ministers were shocked, and bowed at the same time: "I would like to obey His Majesty's orders..."
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Tianxuanzong, Houshan.
In a stone room.
A man with disheveled long hair and a messy face sat quietly on the spot, staring at Yao Wantian indifferently.
"You still don't want to say it?" Yao Wantian said.
"I and you seem to have nothing to say." The man said calmly.
Yao Wantian sneered, "Back then when you slaughtered your fellow disciples, you deserved to be executed. I kept you until now, but you are still obsessed with it?"
"Murder the same sect?" The man suddenly laughed.
He slowly closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to go through those old almanacs with Yao Wantian again.
Some things are useless to say more.
Some people must die.