Emperor Ziwei is now doubting his ears.

His own private intelligence system, these are the Ziweitian singing and dancing troupe that he has cultivated since he was a child, not the fairy troupe. Why do you always praise uncle Qinghua in a different way when nothing happens?

The savior of the three realms, the most beautiful man, the Chunyang little brother;

He sounds disgusting!

so disgusting!

However, as news came from other channels, Emperor Ziwei also dispelled this doubt in his heart.

The brochure handed over by Futian League was quite detailed.

[Emperor Qinghua’s journey to the stars was smooth, and he came to the star domain controlled by Futian Alliance. He rose up and wanted to visit Yuanjun Bixia. This Yuanjun is the God of the Five Mountains and Dongyue, the former God of Heaven, and has been in charge of Dongyue Yasi for many years.

There were no omissions, he was of noble character, outstanding in virtue, he was a famous figure in the righteous way, and he was a veteran of the Heavenly Court. Emperor Qinghua was afraid that he would not be involved in the dispute, so he sent out the news two days in advance that he was going to visit him, leaving room for Bixia Yuanjun to politely decline.

However, the demons from the Jietian Sect took advantage of the opportunity, and a demon pretended to be Bixia Yuanjun.

At that time, Emperor Qinghua led a group of five people to pay a visit... (omitted).

Later, Emperor Qinghua publicly interrogated the fake Yuanjun Yuanshen in the name of Futian Alliance, and the latter confessed to killing Yuanjun Bixia and pretending to be a lurker to collect information from all sources.

Emperor Qinghua has left Yuanjun's dojo, and the masters of the fake Yuanjun Yuanshen and the enemy have all been handed over to the experts in the alliance for escort. The alliance has sent heavy troops to station here to investigate one by one and make arrangements for the funeral.]

Emperor Ziwei put the memorial on the coffee table in front of him, stretched out, and walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, looking at the beach just around the corner.

He seemed to be a little envious of his uncle's life.

From behind, an old minister asked slowly: "Emperor, do you need to launch an offensive against the Jietian Sect? Even if it is just to warn them, let them not act so recklessly."

"Uncle is reminding us that the enemy is not only outside, but also inside."

Emperor Ziwei sighed softly, his eyes a little distant.

"We are infiltrating the Jietian Sect, and the Jietian Sect is also infiltrating us. Bixia Yuanjun is such an important minister in heaven, but we don't even know when she encountered an accident.

"Sure enough, without the secret of heaven and earth, we will be greatly compromised in all aspects."

Several veterans suddenly didn't know how to comment.

"Emperor, do you mean to start internal rectification?"

"It's not time yet."

Emperor Ziwei said softly.

All the veterans don't know why.

What more time is needed to rectify the officials, reform and inspire? If we catch the spies of the Jietian Sect as soon as possible, we will be able to reduce a lot of losses in future conflicts.

Emperor Ziwei seemed to be able to sense their confusion and said slowly:

"It is a taboo for military strategists to kill generals before battle, and many of the old ministers of the Heavenly Court showed their good will on both sides, but they did not really betray the Futian Alliance.

"Due to the special nature of the old ministers of Heavenly Court, it is difficult to completely pick out an old minister. We currently do not have a specific list, and secondly, we do not have any substantive evidence. We can't even find the radish that was pulled out of the radish.

"Everyone just needs to know what's going on. In today's major dispute, it's not just one or two spies who can control the situation.

"Besides, the way of heaven is on the other side, so how can we avoid being spied on by the other side in our words and deeds?

"The way of heaven is the greatest spy."

Several veterans echoed this:

"The emperor is absolutely right."

"This is also true. If we can defeat the Queen Mother and Tiandao, those who are wavering will naturally fall to us."

"Alas, how many people in the Three Realms are there who are loyal to Heaven?"

Emperor Ziwei smiled.

Heaven?

Is there really a heaven now?

Of course, Emperor Ziwei would not say it directly if he wanted to destroy his own morale in this way.

He said: "In the current Three Realms, the Futian Alliance has been reduced to a supporting role. The ones who are really fighting against the Jietian Sect are my uncle and his group.

"We must think about how to effectively rescue our uncle.

"What if we let these young people be arrogant for another ten or twenty years? When the evil thoughts of heaven show up, either they will die or we will die, and everything will be settled.

"Where will my uncle go next? Has it been announced to the public?"

"Emperor Qinghua has not said anything to the outside world."

"Based on the direction they left, they probably didn't go to the Jietian Sect's territory."

Emperor Ziwei nodded, and the place they didn't seem to be going to should be where they were going.

My uncle went to the Jietian Sect again.

"Emperor, regarding Bixia Yuanjun's matter, should we continue to build momentum for Emperor Qinghua?"

"To create, of course we must create momentum."

Emperor Ziwei turned around, his handsome face full of smiles:

"Everyone think about it, how long has Uncle Qinghua been out now? How many stops has he walked? How much damage has he caused to the Jietian Sect? What will happen if Uncle Qinghua completes these eighty-one tribulations?

Ha ha ha ha!"

Several veterans looked at each other and each showed a little smile.

They noticed the slight yin and yang aura in Emperor Ziwei's words.

Although he is an emperor, he is also jealous.

The limelight now belongs to Emperor Qinghua, and it is indeed easy for Emperor Ziwei to feel uncomfortable. As courtiers, they can only find ways to coax him.

…

at the same time.

Suspended in a building ship above a battle situation.

The left envoy of Jie Tian Sect looked at the jade talismans in front of him, his expression was a mixture of shock, astonishment, confusion, helplessness, and he couldn't laugh or cry. He was speechless for a moment.

A certain deputy leader who had always been in a competitive relationship with him actually took the initiative to recommend it to the leader, saying that only he, the left envoy, could compete with Emperor Qinghua.

opened.

This guy's pattern has finally opened up.

However, Zuo Shi also knew the specific reason. Among the other jade talismans was a letter sent to him by a sister close to the Lord.

The person chosen by the Lord to take over his position and continue to deal with Emperor Qinghua... had been killed by Emperor Qinghua before he could take office.

What kind of ancient wise man used a clever plan to pretend to be Bixia Yuanjun and mobilized a large number of masters to sneak into Futian Alliance's territory.

As a result, no one came back.

The battle at Zhu Baoxing was also caused by the human-faced peach blossom spider. To a large extent, it was due to the hidden mines left by the Jietian Sect that had not been dealt with and were accidentally detonated by Emperor Qinghua.

However, Zuo Shi didn't know if he could return to his mother's side and compete with Emperor Qinghua again.

He will definitely not be careless this time.

"Sir, the war below is almost over."

"Well," Zuo Shi waved his hand gently, "Clean up the battle and let all tribes restrain their troops. Don't kill at will. Let's go to the next fighting place."

A female fairy said: "Sir, you don't have to work so hard. It's enough to strategize. There's no need to show up everywhere."

"Micromanagement of the battle situation is also a science."

Zuo Shi said calmly: "You won't understand even if I talk too much, so hurry up."

"yes."

…

Headache.

Di Ting opened her eyes dizzily and stared blankly at the unfamiliar low space in front of her.

This should be the interior of a shuttle-type magic weapon?

Uh, why are you so drunk?

No, it's broken. With such cultivation, such knowledge, and such concentration, I can still drink the broken fragment one day.

Di Ting thought it was a bit ridiculous at first, and then found it quite interesting.

At his age, what is there to look forward to? What else is there to pursue? Most likely he will just spend his old age in peace, and when the Bodhisattva comes back, they will go to the underworld to read about the lives of all beings.

Alas... eh?

Di Ting blinked and felt something was wrong.

He sat up from lying on his side and turned around to see Wu Dao sitting cross-legged.
To be continued...