Chapter 1168: Arrangement and arrangement

The Talented Lady of the Holy Book.

Apart from her, Zhang Ruochen couldn't think of a second better candidate.

The key is, who should send the "Blood Clan Secret Scroll" to the Central Imperial City and hand it over to the talented girl of the holy book?

The stakes are so high that there should be no mistakes.

After the meeting of elders, Zhang Ruochen left alone, rode the three Jiao kings, and returned to the cultivation residence of the Divine Son, the Qianlong Palace.

The Qianlong Hall is not far from the Infant Main Peak, located in the core area of the Blood God Sect, built between the six spiritual mountains, built extremely magnificently, the road is paved with jade, the spiritual mountains are planted with various elixirs, and there are more than a thousand maids and medicine boys taking care of things here.

In the back garden of the Qianlong Palace, Zhang Ruochen sat at the bottom of a waterfall, with a stone table in front of him and a picture album.

He is holding a bronze pen and is drawing one portrait after another.

The people in the album are all likely to be lurkers of the undead blood clan, Zhang Ruochen didn't know their names and identities, but he wrote down their faces one by one.

Behind Zhang Ruochen, there were two rows of young and beautiful maids, all of whom were picturesque beauties, dressed in spotless white clothes. If you want to enter the Qianlong Hall as a maid, it is by no means an easy task, and you must go through thousands of selections.

Some of these maids, even the proud daughters of the heavens who were attached to the big families of the Blood God Sect, had quite a noble status.

"Wow-"

Below the waterfall, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated slightly, and then, a black mist appeared in mid-air, condensing into a thin figure.

"Who?"

The twelve maids standing behind Zhang Ruochen all drew their swords and rushed to the front of Zhang Ruochen to attack the emaciated figure.

It's just that their attack methods have not yet fallen on the body of the thin figure, and they have been dissolved invisibly.

Zhang Ruochen put down the bronze pen in his hand and said, "All retreat." ”

Hearing Zhang Ruochen's voice, all the maids put away their swords and stepped back.

The thin figure was none other than Zhao Shiqi.

Zhao Shiqi flew down from mid-air, bowed to Zhang Ruochen, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Divine Son, who is about to take over the position of sect leader." ”

"It's too early to talk about taking over as the sect leader. You come over first and help me confirm the names and identities of some people. ”

Zhang Ruochen threw the album to Zhao Shiqi and asked him to mark it.

Zhao Shiqi had been in the Blood God Sect for nearly two hundred years, and there was not a single powerhouse above the Semi-Saint Realm that he didn't know.

Soon, Zhao Shiqi marked all the names and backgrounds of the characters in the album. Among them, the number of Saint Realm bigwigs was actually no less than ten, and the number of half-saints was close to a hundred.

Zhao Shiqi was quite taken aback and asked, "All of them are lurkers of the Undead Blood Clan?"

Zhang Ruochen flipped through the album and said while checking it: "Now they are only the object of suspicion, whether it is an undead blood clan or not, it must be tested before it can be confirmed." ”

It was really possible that they were the undead blood clan, Zhao Shiqi's heart trembled violently, and he was frightened, and said: "If half of the monks in the album are lurkers of the undead blood clan, once their identities are revealed, the Blood God Sect will definitely have a great turmoil." ”

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Zhao Shiqi and said, "These are just some of them, and some are hidden deeply, maybe I haven't identified them." ”

Zhao Shiqi's heart was extremely shaken, and it was only now that he realized that the Blood God Sect was so dangerous that it had gradually been controlled by the undead blood clan.

Zhao Shiqi took out a dossier, handed it to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "The Divine Son asked the old man to investigate the palace master and the two deputy palace masters of the Youzi Heavenly Palace, and the results have already been obtained. ”

Zhang Ruochen opened the dossier, read it carefully, and gradually, his brows furrowed.

There was nothing unusual on the file.

Moreover, today in the Guiyuan Divine Palace, Zhang Ruochen also observed the palace master and the two deputy palace masters of the Youzi Heavenly Palace, and did not find any clues.

"Aren't they the lurkers of the Undead Blood Clan at all? How can this be?" Zhang Ruochen was puzzled, and always felt that there was a lot of information in this.

Since the Blood God Sect Leader cooperated with the Undead Blood Clan, how could the Ghost Heavenly Palace, which guarded the Endless Abyss, have nothing to do with the Undead Blood Clan?

Since he couldn't think of a reason, he could only stop dealing with the Youzi Heavenly Palace for the time being.

The conversation between Zhang Ruochen and Zhao Shiqi was shrouded in a layer of spiritual power.

The maids in the Hidden Dragon Hall could only see that a dark cloud enveloped the two of them, and they couldn't hear their conversation at all, nor could they see Zhao Shiqi's figure clearly.

At this moment, a slightly older maid walked in briskly from outside, knelt down on one knee outside the black mist, and said, "Your Highness the Divine Son, Sun Dadi of the Kunzi Heavenly Palace has returned from the Qinglong Ruins Realm and is asking to see him outside the hall. ”

"Finally rushed back, let him in!" Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

A moment later, Sun Dadi, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Princess Bai Li, and Qingmo walked in from outside, except for Sun Dadi, the others were all wearing black hats, using spiritual power to wrap their whole bodies in case they were recognized.

In the distance, I heard Sun Dadi's laughter: "Boss, you really can enjoy it, this Qianlong Palace is full of beautiful women, it is simply a gentle township." ”

Zhang Ruochen looked at them, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked, "What about Murong Yue?"

Sun Dadi said with a big grin: "She, she has returned to the Eastern Regions, and it is said that she wants to go back and take the position of the young master of the Black Market Yipintang." ”

"It's a pity, I was going to let her do something for me. Zhang Ruochen was slightly disappointed.

Murong Yue's assassination methods were extremely clever, if she could come to the Blood God Sect, it would be enough to help Zhang Ruochen eliminate all the undead blood demi-saints lurking in the sect, saving Zhang Ruochen more than half of his energy.

"What's the matter? I'm still above her, why don't you let me go?"

Sun Dadi looked very positive, feeling his hands itching, since surviving the second quasi-holy tribulation, he had not fought happily a few times.

"You, you can't do this well, you work hard to cultivate, and strive to break through to the holy realm as soon as possible. The world is already in turmoil, and if you don't become holy, you can't control your own destiny after all. Zhang Ruochen said.

Sun Dadi's combat power is indeed stronger than Murong Yue, but in terms of killing, it is far from Murong Yue. Let him deal with the demi-saints of the undead blood clan, and he will only startle the snake.

Da Sikong grinned, "Uncle Shi, do you see if I can help you do that well? The second child and I have already survived the third quasi-holy tribulation and are about to become holy. ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "I have another more important matter, and I need you and Er Sikong to help me do it." ”

Er Sikong stood up, looked serious, and asked, "We will definitely handle the things arranged by Uncle Shi." ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "I have a friend in the Central Imperial City, and the two of you will help me make a trip, send a gift over, and hand it over to her." ”

Da Sikong was a little dissatisfied, and said: "Uncle Shi, aren't you playing with us? This is also an important thing, just find someone to send gifts, why let our two masters go on a trip in person? Is that friend of yours a man or a woman?"

"Female. Zhang Ruochen said.

Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen secretly transmitted the voice and told them that that friend was a talented girl in the holy book.

"I see, Uncle Shi, don't worry, we will definitely hand over the gift you gave her to her. Er Sikong said.

Da Sikong's expression became strange, he gave a thumbs up, and said, "Uncle Shi is worthy of being a romantic figure, and the poor monk admires him so much." ”

Qingmo stood beside him, biting his mouth lightly, staring at Zhang Ruochen angrily, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was messing with flowers and grass, and there must be a lover outside.

Zhang Ruochen re-copied the "Blood Clan Secret Scroll" and handed the transcription into the hands of the second Sikong. Of course, there are no four blood-suppressing sigils on the transcript.

Sun Dadi walked out of the Hidden Dragon Hall with the Great Sikong and the Second Sikong and went out of the mountain to send them to the Blood God Sect.

"Once the Blood Clan's Secret Scroll is announced, the undead blood clan in the Blood God Sect will definitely attack immediately, and before that, I must first know most of their power. I don't have much time left. Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

Zhang Ruochen felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him, so he turned around, glanced at Qingmo, and said with a smile: "Qingmo, what's wrong with you?

Qingmo snorted, directly questioned Zhang Ruochen, and said, "You let the two monks go to the Central Imperial City, which goblin are you going to find?"

"Leprechaun?"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but laugh, if so, the talented girl of the holy book knew that someone called her "little goblin", I don't know what kind of expression it would be?

"Isn't it? You also sent two monks to give gifts to that little goblin, which is really not ordinarily good for her. I'm going to tell the county lord right now that you have a little lover in the Central Imperial City. Qingmo said.

Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to explain to her, after all, his friendship with the talented girl of the holy book was not visible, the less people knew, the better, once it was spread, it would be quite unfavorable to the talented girl of the holy book.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Your county lord is in retreat, preparing to survive the third quasi-holy tribulation. If you want to make a small report, I'm afraid you won't have a chance for the time being. What is the state of your cultivation?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Qingmo was very unhappy, looking at Zhang Ruochen in various unpleasant ways.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Now is the time to employ people, I need a few strong people in the Holy Realm who can help me deal with a group of more powerful characters." ”

"Why should I do things for you?" Qingmo said.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You are the maid of the lord of Yanchen, and the lord of Yanchen is my wife, so you are naturally also my maid." In a sense, even if I ask you to sleep for me, it is a reasonable thing to do. ”

Although Qingmo has stepped into the Holy Realm and is definitely a big master, she is indeed Huang Yanchen's maid, and her mind is no different from that of a little girl in her teens, so Zhang Ruochen plans to scare her.

Qingmo was indeed frightened, and couldn't help but take three steps back, a cyan flame gushed out from the palm of his hand, and he stammered a little: "I...... I tell you, I won't accompany you...... This one...... This flowery carrot sleeps...... Absolutely not. ”

Zhang Ruochen was also taken aback, you must know that the flame in Qingmo's hand is an immeasurable holy fire, if she really beats the flame out, the entire Hidden Dragon Hall will probably be burned to ashes.

Zhang Ruochen hurriedly said: "I'm just talking casually, don't be so nervous." A little girl like you, this god is not interested, the maids in the Hidden Dragon Palace, pick one out at random, and her figure is several times stronger than you. ”

Qingmo's face was crooked, and he kept grinding his teeth, wanting to beat the immeasurable flame.