For the court, the impact of this battle was quite bad.

A serious offender actually dared to blatantly break into the imperial city and commit murder, despise the king's laws and despise the court, as if he was slapping the court in the face, and was completely lawless.

If Zhang Ruochen is not captured, where is the face of the court?

A large city moat formation in the Central Imperial City opened, with chain light patterns soaring into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, blocking the entire city, and preventing Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu from escaping.

Zhang Ruochen did not plan to escape from the imperial city at this time. After all, everyone thought that he would escape. If he really escaped, it would only be even more dangerous.

On the contrary, staying in the imperial city is relatively safer.

Obviously, Jiezi Mansion must not go back, so it can only find another hiding place.

Zhang Ruochen left the Seventh City and walked on the snowy streets. His mood had long returned to peace. Even if the Destiny Corpse Emperor escaped, the ancient tribe of raising ghosts and the ancient tribe of storing corpse were paid a great price.

Through this battle, if other forces want to deal with him, they may have to carefully consider whether they can bear the price they have to pay for offending him.

On the street, the voice of a seven or eight-year-old child sounded: "Dad, look, there is a moon in the sky."

"How could there be a moon in such a ghost weather... Hey, there is actually a moon that seems to be still moving." The middle-aged man next to the child was surprised.

Zhang Ruochen also raised his head and saw that a bright moon was indeed hanging above the dark sky, and the light emitted was only covering a city.

That city area...is the seventh city area.

Suddenly, the bright moon actually started to move and flew towards another city.

Only those who have reached the holy realm can see clearly that it is not a bright moon, but a very huge mirror.

"Is it the supreme holy weapon of Confucianism and Taoism returning to the true mirror?"

Zhang Ruochen's face slightly condensed, and he realized something was wrong.

According to legend, the Guizhen Mirror can see through all the illusions in the world. Zhang Ruochen’s attainments in the Thirty-Six Transformations of Invisible and Invisible are not very clever. Once illuminated by the Guizhen Mirror, his true form will be revealed in an instant.

"In order to capture Ling Feiyu and me, the old men of Confucianism and Taoism actually used the supreme holy weapon, which was really a big deal."

The Guizhen Mirror's exploration speed is quite fast. It takes only one breath to explore a metropolis and then enter the next metropolis.

On the ground, there are also troops cooperating with their actions.

After a piece of city was investigated, it was confirmed that Zhang Ruochen was not hiding inside, and immediately opened the city protection formation to isolate the city.

Such a carpet-style search will not take long to find Zhang Ruochen.

"The search speed is so fast. The mental strength of the person who controls Guizhen Mirror must reach a very amazing level. What should I do now?"

Zhang Ruochen frowned, and he knew very well that once he was captured, no one could save him.

Where can I hide?

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, he thought of a place, and said to himself: "Yaochi."

At this moment, a profound and long-lasting memory emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind.

Eight hundred years ago, Yao Chi was a manor of the central imperial family of Qingchi, located in the suburbs outside the imperial city. It was also a garden that Qing Emperor gave to Princess Chi Yao. The first time Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao met was there.

Every time Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming meet, they are in Yaochi.

Therefore, Yaochi is not as simple as a manor, and has extraordinary significance. There is a formation arranged by the Qing Emperor and Ming Emperor jointly to isolate the peeping and exploration of the outside world.

The two great emperors are both the closest friends and the masters of the two central empires. Every time they meet, there are many secrets to talk about. At the same time, Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao naturally have many opportunities to get together, leaving many beautiful memories in Yaochi.

If it weren't forcing me to do so, Zhang Ruochen wouldn't want to go there at all, because the better the memories of the past were, the deeper the pain in his heart would be.

Finally, because of the threat of Guizhen Jing, Zhang Ruochen came outside the ancient manor, stood in the snow, and looked at the gate of the manor.

The former suburbs of the imperial city have now become an inner city.

The manor is still the same manor as before. Even the plaque on the gate has never been changed, with two familiar words printed - Yaochi.

Unfortunately, Yao Chi is now extremely deserted, and even a guard or servant cannot be seen. There are two old seals posted on the gate, which read "No entry" and "No mercy" respectively.

A forbidden place.

The monks who passed by this place looked at the manor and showed a taboo look, retreating from afar and not daring to get close.

The two seals seem to seal the secret that the owner of the manor is most reluctant to be revealed. Anyone who breaks in will be killed without mercy.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little deep, and he walked over step by step, came outside the gate, and was silent for a moment before he stretched out his hand and touched the seal.

"Boom."

A vast and boundless force surged out from the seal, shaking Zhang Ruochen to fly backwards, falling into the snow, and rolling up snowflakes in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen stood up again, looked at his bloody arms, then looked at the two yellowed and worn seals, and said to himself: "Is this a warning?"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, the holy energy circulated in his body, and the wound on his arm slowly healed.

Then, Zhang Ruochen walked to the left side of the manor with his hands on his back, walked around for a while, and came to the back door of the manor.

There is no seal at the back door, but there is a formation barrier arranged by two emperors.

This is not the first time Zhang Ruochen has entered Yaochi. He naturally knows how to break the formation barrier and stretches out a finger to mark the lines on the vermilion gate.

"Squeak."

The formation barrier retreated, Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door and walked in.

The manor is full of dense yellow weeds, with thick snow piled up on it. Looking around, you can't see any living creatures, you can only hear the whistling wind.

Desolate, dilapidated, without a trace of anger.

The door of memory was opened, and the scene before Zhang Ruochen became magnificent, pavilions, towers, lakes, spiritual cranes, white fog bridges, and scenes every step.

At this moment, he could hear the laughter of a young man and a girl in his ears, and they practiced swords under the tree, meditated by the lake, and watched the figures of the stars and moons on the roof.

Every dilapidated place is a memory.

"Brother Chen, with your talent, you will definitely be able to reach the realm of the Great Saint in the future and become the next generation of Ming Emperor of the Holy Ming Central Empire. However, my talent is a little worse. I may not be able to reach that level in this life. I am afraid I will not be able to take over the throne of Chi Qing Central Empire."

"Who said that only by being talented can one achieve the realm of a great saint? You must know that in history, there were many great saints and gods. In fact, their talents were mediocre, but their hearts were extremely strong."

"Why are you so stubborn? Can't you tell me that you shouldn't practice so hard, just be the emperor and empress of the next generation of Ming Emperor without worry?"

"So that's it... Wait a minute, don't leave, Yaoyao, I'll tell you again now."

"I don't want to hear it anymore!"

...

The figures of the boy and girl gradually faded away, and were disillusioned in front of Zhang Ruochen. There was only a stone path covered with moss, and there were also dead branches and vines hanging down.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen walked into a deserted viewing pavilion. The pavilion was full of spider webs, and a chess table was placed in the center of the spider web.

On the chess stage, there is a game that has not been finished, with black pieces and white pieces intertwined.

In Zhang Ruochen's memory, Emperor Ming brought him to Yaochi three times. Every time, he would play this game with Emperor Qing, and every time he would play three days.

In one game of chess, three times, a total of nine days, no winner was decided.

In front of Zhang Ruochen, it seemed as if Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing were still sitting there. Emperor Ming held white and Emperor Qing held black. They looked extremely solemn. Every next move was like making a major decision.

Zhang Ruochen swept open the spider web with his hands, walked over, came to the side of the chess stand, and looked at the endgame above.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank violently and said, "No, this is not an endgame... They have already decided to win or lose. If the white chess loses, the father actually loses! How is it possible?"

Zhang Ruochen remembered it very clearly that the last time they played chess, there was no winner.

With the identity of Emperor Qing, it is impossible to play this game of chess with others again.

Then, there is only one possibility. The last time Zhang Ruochen knew was not the last time. When he didn't know, Emperor Ming and Emperor Qing finished the endgame and decided the outcome.

"What a weird way of chess."

Zhang Ruochen knows chess, but he is not proficient.

Even so, he could see that the two emperors played chess with a weird way, but he couldn't tell what was weird.

"Is it because my father was assassinated by the Qing Emperor when he was playing the last game of chess with Qing Emperor, so he disappeared?"

Zhang Ruochen's hands were tightly pinched together, and a strong sense of anger was felt that the chess in front of him was likely related to the disappearance of his father.

"As such a strange chess path, there must be some secret hidden. Could it be the clue left by the father?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arms, trying to carry the chess table and put it into the space ring.

However, there are rules of the holy path intertwined on the chess table. Each chess piece contains the power of a great saint, which is heavier than a mountain.

Zhang Ruochen could not even pick up a chess piece.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to stop and remember the chess game silently, preparing to find a chess master in the future, perhaps helping him unlock the secrets in the chess game.

This manor is so quiet that Zhang Ruochen feels chilling.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come here."

Zhang Ruochen sat next to the chess table, sitting in the position where Emperor Ming once sat, feeling lonely in his body and mind, sighed, and immersed his mental power into the universe.

At this moment, he really wanted to find someone to tell the pain in his heart.
Chapter completed!