靖平司主面皮一抖、起身拱手！
                
            

            

            
            
                【前因后果、臣已悉数道来、绝无丝毫隐瞒、还请陛下明鉴。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【嗯？】
                
            

            

            
            
                见他拒绝的这么干脆，吴应星眉头一皱、倒是乾帝不甚在意的样子、只是摆摆手：
                
            

            

            
            
                【张卿之言、寡人自是信的。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【多谢陛下信任。】
                
            

            

            
            
                靖平司主松了口气。
                
            

            

            
            
                【摘星楼、天下大逆、秦运此贼若不死、寡人心中难安。】
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝轻敲棋盘、思忖着。
                
            

            

            
            
                【陛下若心有疑虑、不妨着万兄陪臣同去、以遁天舟之速、数日已可来回。】
                
            

            

            
            
                靖平司主再躬身：
                
            

            

            
            
                【未免贼人远遁、臣以为当速速动身。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【不可！】
                
            

            

            
            
                吴应星出声阻止：【大祭在即、谁人都可离京、独万兄不可！】
                
            

            

            
            
                说着、他向乾帝拱手：
                
            

            

            
            
                【陛下莫忘了、那千灵法主、可还在神都城中、还有那黄龙子……】
                
            

            

            
            
                【吴师所言有理。】
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝点点头：【只是那秦运……】
                
            

            

            
            
                【秦运必不可能活着！】
                
            

            

            
            
                吴应星抬手将那几枚铜板丢在桌上、荧光闪烁间、化为大大的死字。
                
            

            

            
            
                【臣连卜九卦、所得卦象一般无二、秦运此人必已死去、断不在世间！】
                
            

            

            
            
                【国师在怀疑张某吗？】
                
            

            

            
            
                靖平司主忍不住驳斥：【若那秦运不死、
                
            

            

            
            
                谁人能催使八方塔？那秦师仙即便不死，也无此能耐！】
                
            

            

            
            
                【够了！】
                
            

            

            
            
                眼见两人就要吵嚷起来、乾帝沉声呵斥一句、见两躬身闭口、方才道：
                
            

            

            
            
                【吴师卦象精准、张卿所言也必不会假，只是、此紧要关头、镇武王的确不好出城！】
                
            

            

            
            
                话到此处、他微微一顿、看向靖平司主：
                
            

            

            
            
                【张卿以为呢？】
                
            

            

            
            
                靖平司主话到嘴边又咽了下去。
                
            

            

            
            
                【臣无异议。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【嗯。】
                
            

            

            
            
                见此、乾帝也没再说什么、只是摆摆手：【寡人乏了。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【臣等告退。】
                
            

            

            
            
                目视两人离去、乾帝方才起身、他在殿内跋步、念叨着‘秦运’‘摘星楼’、片刻后、方才伸手摘下了墙上的铜镜。
                
            

            

            
            
                嗡~
                
            

            

            
            
                随其真气催动，铜镜陡放光芒、片刻之后、有光影交织变换。
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝凝神、只见铜镜之中黑沉沉一片、黑暗之中、传来诸般凄厉而可怖的嘶鸣声。
                
            

            

            
            
                哗啦啦~
                
            

            

            
            
                陡然间、刀光大炙。
                
            

            

            
            
                在乾帝的注视之下、黑暗之中似有一条更为黑的苍龙遨游、刀光横掠、斩破大片乌光、黑暗中、有裂帛声、嘶吼声、刀斩血肉声。
                
            

            

            
            
                但只片刻、诸声尽消。
                
            

            

            
            
                万逐流的身影出现在铜镜中、他手持伏魔龙神刀、身披镇海玄龟甲、只一双冷眸露于外：
                
            

            

            
            
                【陛下寻我?】
                
            

            

            
            
                【逐流可有所获？】
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝询问。
                
            

            

            
            
                【金麟之路、断在此间、八方庙一闪而逝、难定其位置，方才臣被一处诡地拦住去路、方才杀尽脱身。】
                
            

            

            
            
                万逐流拱手回答。
                
            

            

            
            
                自八方庙第一次异动、他就进入了幽境、直至如今。
                
            

            

            
            
                【若那么好找八方庙也不会成为万载疑云了，今日寡人寻你、是有一事。】
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝将方才之事粗略说了一遍。
                
            

            

            
            
                【秦运?】
                
            

            

            
            
                万逐流眸光微沉、隔着玄龟甲、也可看到他眉心闪耀的龙纹：
                
            

            

            
            
                【此獠修龙魔心经大成、虽不如龙魔道人、有万变千化、滴血重生之能、却也相差不多、倒有可能不死。】
                
            

            

            
            
                黑暗之中、似有风声回荡。
                
            

            

            
            
                万逐流拄刀而立、却显得很平静：
                
            

            

            
            
                【陛下无需惊慌、他若活着、臣也斩之！】
                
            

            

            
            
                【逐流此行、似收获不小？】
                
            

            

            
            
                乾帝神色微缓、却似知晓原因、只是交代了几句、就熄了大日监天境。
                
            

            

            
            
                呜呜~
                
            

            

            
            
                黑暗之中、似有杂声传来、但很快、又受惊也似飞速远离。
                
            

            

            
            
                【龙魔道人、庞文龙。】
                
            

            

            
            
                低沉的声音响起、同时、一缕银光自万逐流的眼底流淌出来、化为一银光缭绕的模糊身影来。
                
            

            

            
            
                他看着那一面铜镜：
                
            

            

            
            
                【绝地之中、能缔造出如此奇珍、那庞文龙、或者那龙魔道人、必触及过八方庙！】
                
            

            

            
            
                【触及如何、不触及、又如何？】
                
            

            

            
            
                将大日监天镜收起、万逐流声音冷漠：【我以依你指点、杀穿六处诡地、那八方庙、到底在何处？】
                
            

            

            
            
                【看来、是时候不到。】
                
            

            

            
            
                那银光所化的身影摇头：【八方庙隔绝了此方幽境、这些诡地品阶不够、无法助你缔造‘云魔之体’】
                
            

            

            
            
                【云魔之体、必能进入八方庙吗？】
                
            

            

            
            
                万逐流眸光闪烁。
                
            

            

            
            
                【大祭之时、或许可以。】
                
            

            

            
            
                银光所化的身影说的很保守：【但、若无此体、纵然大祭引动八方庙、你也绝对进不去。】
                
            

            

            
            
                【是吗？】