Taipan looked at the smile on the young Taoist face in front of him, and first became cold, and then calmed down in just a few breaths without leaving any trace. The joy in Taipan's heart was also suppressed by him.

"What a pity."

"Sure enough, my mentor is right. Until the last moment, the real victory or defeat will never be settled." The young Taoist looked at Tai Pan.

"Now you are qualified to know my name."

"Remember, my name is Xu Qiudao."

"Xu Qiudao, Kunlun Mountain."

"Don't die in this Chang'an City before the next fight." After speaking, the young Taoist named Xu Qiudao took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, shook out a pill the size of a little fingertip from it, handed it to Taipan, and then turned around and left.

Taipan took the pill, but he never swallowed it. He just hid it in his sleeve, and then stood in front of the Suzaku Gate as before, while he was sucking and regaining his breath, waiting for Chao Cuo to come out of the court.

His current state can only be guaranteed to be absolutely safe in front of the Suzaku Gate. Once he leaves the Suzaku Gate, Taipan can confirm that there will definitely be practitioners taking advantage of his current weakness to attack him.

In this Chang'an City, his behavior of ending this bet has aroused public anger, especially those casual cultivators who do not have sects - ten five-zhu coins a day, although not many, but they are better than the long flow of water.

For these casual cultivators who have no support from the sect and can only rely on their own searches for the resources they need to practice, there are only two ways to obtain the resources of practice safely and without any troubles. One is the ten five-zhu coins a day, and the other is to work hard every day, pick clouds into yarn, and then exchange the cloud yarn for cultivation resources. In addition to these two methods, other methods, even if they are to work hard for people, refining alchemy, etc., will leave behind future problems.

Now, for the unknown number of practitioners in Chang'an City, there is only one of their only two safe ways to obtain cultivation resources.

For ordinary people, there is a saying that they can seize wealth, such as killing their parents, and for practitioners, there is also a saying that they can block the path of humanity and never die. And their behavior is probably similar to this.

But this Chang'an City has the laws of the Chang'an City. At least, in front of the Zhuque Gate and on this Zhuque Street, no matter who it is, it is impossible to take human life openly. Even a half-immortal on earth is no exception.

Don’t say that it is taking human life. In this palace gate, or even fighting, it will lead to interference. This is also the reason why this battle on Zhuque Street is limited to the divine will.

Of course, this kind of fighting method is something Tai Pan has never experienced. Although it is dangerous, it is also full of romance and calmness that belongs to those who practice cultivation.

Compared to the fight between life and death, which depends on the blade, this way of fighting is closer to the legendary immortal god.

However, Taipan also knew very well that the reason why he had such treatment was simply because his identity as the demon clan had not been revealed. It was because while showing his identity as a human clan, he also showed enough talent and character that this battle would be like this. Otherwise, the light of swords and swords would have been added to him long ago.

The officials came out of the Zhuque Gate in groups of three or three, and among the faces of these officials, Tai Pan seemed to have seen the extremely scattered sword light and sword shadows that originated from the court.

Until the sun was at its peak, the doctor Chao Cuo who was waiting for by Taipan slowly walked out of the Vermilion Bird Gate, with an extremely calm attitude.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chao, thirty years of long-lasting wish, one day of success." Taipan bowed to the visitor and took out the book in his arms.

"Mr. Duolaiyun helps with all his strength." Seeing Taipan and the burning scars that Taipan took out, the embarrassing feeling flashed across Chao Cuo's face.

...

"Seven years ago, I've been preparing for this."

"It took me two years to get used to me to the slaughter board."

"It took another two years to get used to me to put the tablet underneath while carving bamboo slips."

"It took another two years to adjust the angle and position of the tablet."

"In the end, it was another year that I carved the strategy of reducing the vassals through the gap between the bamboo slips, bit by bit on the tablet." In the desolate and defeated Censor's mansion, Chao Cuo and Tai Pan sat opposite each other, Tai Pan also listened to Chao Cuo telling his forbearance and plan little by little.

"Mr.'s talent is really admirable." After Chao Cuo finished speaking, Tai Pan raised his glass to Chao Cuo and signaled to reveal the matter.

"I always thought that practitioners like you are all selfish people. I don't expect that there are people like Mr. Yun who care about national affairs." After laughing, Chao Cuo said again.

"Thirty years of fermentation, the policy of reducing the vassals and above is now imperative."

"It is impossible for all the vassal kings to be bound by them."

"In my opinion, I am afraid that war will soon sweep the world." Chao Cuo put down the cup in his hand, and a look of unbearableness appeared in his eyes, but this unbearableness soon returned to peace.

Just as he said in his strategy of reducing the vassals, the princes and kings will inevitably rebel, it is nothing more than sooner or later.

The earlier you rebel, the less harm you will be to the world.

"Since they are still stopping my plan to reduce the power of the vassals, then they think their plan has not been completely completed."

"But at this time, the situation has completely exceeded their control. Mr. Yun, as the source of all these changes, is afraid that it will become a thorn in their eyes."

"From the next time, until the throne is pacified, and even afterwards, maybe Mr. Yun, you must be careful." After taking a sip of the wine, Chao Cuo showed a bit of enjoyment in his eyes.

Thirty years of long-cherished wish came true in one go. Now, this censor seems extremely relaxed. The divine intention in his eyes is even brighter than before, but the death aura that enveloped him is getting stronger and stronger. This censor is getting closer to death.

"Actually, I want to know more."

"Where are you so sure about me?"

"This war is a disaster, but have the Censor thought that what if this war is lost?" Tai Pan twisted the copper cup in front of him with two fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a frivolous feeling in his movements.

"lose?"

"Hahahahaha, how is this possible!"

"The empire has been passed down for thousands of years, and His Majesty has been extremely wise and the people are at ease."

"In addition, there is great justice in hand."

"How can those princes win?"

"Is that right?" Taipan raised the copper cup and drank the wine in the cup in one go.

"Is it really a must-win?"

Thinking of the scattered memories in my mind, a confused look appeared in Taipan's eyes. If nothing is wrong, the fate of this censor Chao Cuo may not be very good.

But the question is, why, as the emperor's confidant and whose position is completely consistent with that of Emperor Qi, was abandoned by the emperor in the end and could not even have a good ending?

What kind of pressure would force the emperor to give up Chao Cuo as he had no choice but to give up?
Chapter completed!