"The National Preceptor has great power in the capital. I must show weakness to the enemy. If I show my cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Imperial Preceptor will definitely ask other high-level monks to attack me. Lin Junsheng will not stay in the capital obediently."
." Yuan Ming said and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
"That's right. Today you killed Taoist Yuhu. Soon it will spread throughout the world and become famous. But it will also completely offend the Changchun Guanguoshi group. What are your plans in the future?" Naturally, the little emperor also asked.
He didn't really blame Yuan Ming, but asked with some worry.
"I'll be leaving soon. This world is so big, there's nowhere I can't fit in. You can be at ease even as a casual cultivator." Yuan Ming said calmly.
"It seems that your trip to Southern Xinjiang has greatly improved your character. If I have the opportunity, Loulan and I will also go out and travel together." The little emperor said with some yearning.
"It doesn't matter what happens to me. I am alone and can come and go freely. However, my father and mother are staying in the capital. If Changchun Temple takes revenge because of today's incident, they may not be able to resist it." A trace of worry flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes.
"You don't have to worry about this. It's a fair duel between you and Taoist Yuhu. Life and death are determined by destiny. This matter will soon spread throughout the Jin Dynasty and even the world of immortal cultivation in neighboring countries. Changchun Guan has always regarded itself as a major sect of righteousness, and it will definitely not
I am angry at you because of this, so as not to lose my reputation. In addition, I will also make proper arrangements to protect the Yuan Mansion." The little emperor paused and then said: "The line of national teachers has controlled the government for many years and has excellent disciples.
You have been monopolized by them for so many years, and it’s time to give up. He took action against you and violated the ban. You openly challenged and killed him. You are doing my grandpa the emperor a great favor."
"Then how can your grandfather thank me?" Yuan Ming asked.
"That's probably all I can do to keep you safe." The little emperor replied, "Even so, you have to be careful. As the saying goes, an open arrow is easy to hide, but a hidden arrow is difficult to guard against."
This was what Yuan Ming was most worried about. After hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Speaking of which, the Fire Cloud spell previously performed by Taoist Yuhu was very powerful. Do you know the origin of this spell?"
"As far as I know, this Fire Cloud Secret Technique is a special secret technique of Changchun Temple. It is extremely powerful, but it is very difficult to practice, so it is not famous. Yuhu must have only scratched the surface of it." The little emperor said.
said.
"Fire Cloud Secret Technique? How is it different from the magic you used to kill Lin Junsheng before?" Yuan Ming asked casually.
"The spell I used to kill Lin Junsheng is called Explosive Technique. It is an introductory spell before practicing the Fire Cloud Secret Technique." The little emperor said.
"Then with your talent, you should be able to learn the Fire Cloud Secret Technique. This magic is really terrifying. If I didn't have some good mid-level defensive magic weapons, I would have been defeated long ago." Yuan Ming sighed.
"Yes, with my talent in fire-attribute spells, I will also practice this technique after I enter the temple." The little emperor said ostentatiously.
Yuan Ming chatted with the little emperor for a while, then said goodbye and left.
When passing by a certain garden, the flower branches emerged from the ground and started to murmur randomly before they were put into the spirit animal bag.
Yuan Ming was startled, and after listening carefully, he found that Huazhi was complaining that Yuan Ming should not have released the white ape in the battle just now.
"You don't seem to like White Ape? Why?" Yuan Ming asked in confusion.
"I don't know, I just think it's annoying." Huazhi was stunned for a moment, and replied through a telepathic message.
"Okay, what's so annoying about him? He has no intelligence." Yuan Ming said.
"I just hate him. When I see him, I can't help but want to tie him up and whip him." Huazhi chattered.
…
Outside the palace gate, somewhere under a high wall, the carriage of the General's Mansion was waiting here, with Yuan Zuochong waiting in the carriage.
Not long after, Yuan Ming boarded the carriage, and Yuan Zuochong faced his son, who had reached the foundation-building stage, full of questions and was about to ask.
"Father, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk after we go home." Yuan Ming said softly.
Yuan Zuochong nodded in confusion, looked around twice and then lowered the car curtain.
Neither father nor son spoke, and they returned to the General's Mansion in silence.
In the inner hall of the General's Mansion, Yuan Ming's mother stood in the middle with a gloomy face, seemingly already aware of what was going on at the throne passing ceremony.
"Mother." Yuan Ming laughed dryly and said.
"Ming'er, you were too impulsive today. Although the imperial master deserves to die, you should not attack in public. This move may offend many people, especially the monks in Changchun Temple, which will cause a lot of trouble." Mother Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally said
He spoke.
Yuan Ming did not argue with his mother. Yuan's mother was very understanding and what she said was true, but after all, Xiu was not aware of the cause and effect and could not explain it.
Taoist Priest Yuhu is a national master with a respected position and lives in a deep palace. If he doesn't take action today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see him in the future, let alone take revenge.
Yuan Ming can also choose to take action when Taoist Priest Yuhu is out, but he doesn't know how long it will take, and once he is discovered, he will become an outright assassin, truly offending the entire Changchun Temple, and the entire Jin Dynasty will never be able to do anything again.
His place of refuge.
Now that he is challenging him in public, although he has offended many people, the impact of this matter is quite large. However, those people have no legitimate reason to attack him, and it is safer.
"Ming'er is a young man after all. He's just in a fit of temper and the matter is over, so it's okay not to mention it." Yuan Zuochong acted as a peacemaker.
Yuan's mother glared at Yuan Zuochong, but said nothing more about it.
"Ming'er, when did you break through the foundation building? You have only been practicing for three years, and you have advanced so quickly?" Yuan Zuochong changed the subject and tried to ease the atmosphere in the hall.
"I just had some adventures in southern Xinjiang." Yuan Ming naturally cooperated with his father.
He picked out some of his experiences in southern Xinjiang and told them. As for the reasons for improving his cultivation, he focused on the elixirs and spiritual incense, and did not talk about the Thieving Heaven Cauldron.
Although Yuan Zuochong has also practiced martial arts, he has always been living in the secular court. Strictly speaking, he is not a true immortal, and he has never participated in the serious battle of cultivating the Eight Classics. He is quite familiar with the life described by Yuan Ming.
For curiosity.
Yuan's mother was also attracted by Yuan Ming's story, and her expression softened a lot.
"Father, now I don't have to hide anything anymore. Here are some elixirs and spiritual incense that can be used to improve cultivation during the Qi refining period, as well as a few magic weapons. You can use them first. If they are not enough, you can tell me." Yuan Ming took out one.
The storage ring was handed to Yuan Zuochong.
Yuan Zuochong looked at the ring in his hand and felt the dazzling array of things inside through his spiritual consciousness. He felt happy but also a little complicated at the same time.
"I'm only giving you something for your father. Where's mine?" Mother Yuan stretched out her hand.
"Of course the child will not forget his mother. When worn close to the body, this Qingxin Pearl can regulate the five internal organs, relax the muscles and activate the circulation of the blood. It also has some effects on women's beauty and skin care. It is just suitable for my mother." Yuan Ming took out a white jade box and handed it over.
There is a light blue round bead in the box, which emits a soft luster and is very beautiful.
On his way back to Dajin, he searched several places before finding this gift that was suitable for his mother.
After hearing this, Mother Yuan took the ball and looked at it happily.
"Father, I killed Taoist Priest Yuhu today. Although it was an honest duel, the people in Changchun Temple may not take revenge. I can't stay at home. It would be better for you and mother if I left home." Although the little emperor said
It's okay, but Yuan Ming is still worried and warned.
"Yes, Ming'er, feel free to go. Although I have practiced immortal magic, I am still a common member of the imperial court, and my status is considered prominent. The people in Changchun Temple do not dare to do anything to us." Yuan Zuochong said.
"That's good." Yuan Ming nodded.
"Ming'er, do you want to leave the capital alone?" Mother heard something was wrong.
"Changchun Temple will never give up. If I stay in the city for a long time, someone will find me sooner or later." Yuan Ming sighed.
"But you finally came back from southern Xinjiang, and now you have to leave alone, and you are also being watched by the Changchun Temple. If something happens to you, how will you let me live?" The mother was so worried that she almost shed tears.
"Ming'er, what your mother said makes sense. Changchun Temple is very powerful. Wouldn't it be more dangerous for you to be outside alone?" Yuan Zuochong also advised.
Yuan Ming was helpless and was thinking of explaining a few more words to reassure his parents when he saw his mother grabbing his hand as if seeing a life-saving straw.
"The white jade ring you have been wearing since childhood, your grandma said it was a treasure passed down from Shengye Sect. If you encounter trouble, you can use it to go to Leizhou City and ask for help from the sect." Mother touched the ring on Yuan Ming's hand and said.
Yuan Ming was stunned, and suddenly recalled the one-armed old man he met in Black Rock City in southern Xinjiang. The Zhenling Pavilion he was in seemed to be the Leizhou Sect.
He pondered for a moment and nodded: "That's fine. Just follow mother's advice and I will go to Leizhou to seek refuge with Sheng Ye Zong."
Mother was overjoyed: "Okay, I will help you pack your luggage and bring more things, so that you will not have to endure hardships alone."
"Ming'er will rest at home tonight. I will dispatch a team of elites to escort you to Leizhou tomorrow." Yuan Zuochong also said.
Yuan Ming nodded and did not reject his parents' kindness. However, after returning to the room, when no one was paying attention, Yuan Ming secretly wrote a secret letter and gave it to Huazhi, asking him to send it to the palace from the underground.
…
The next day, before dawn, the rooster had just crowed.
Yuan Ming opened the door and put on his invisibility cloak, while using illusion magic to cover his figure.
In this way, he walked freely in the house and soon came to his father and mother's bedroom.
While he was still sleeping, his father's brows were furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something bad, while his mother also had a sad look on her face, muttering Yuan Ming's name.
Seeing this, Yuan Ming sighed, kowtowed silently to them a few times, and then placed a letter written all night on his father's pillow.
In the letter, there was also a communication charm that Yuan Ming bought at the market so that his father could contact him if necessary.
Yuan Ming glanced at his parents for the last time, turned around, and left the general's residence quietly.
Outside the house, a simple carriage parked quietly in the corner.
Beside the car, a figure wearing a hat and black clothes was waiting anxiously.
Not far away, Yuan Ming, who had just left the mansion, released the soul crow and quietly observed it to make sure that no one else was ambushing the carriage. Then he stepped forward and said, "I'm here."
"Get in the carriage first." The mysterious figure immediately pulled Yuan Ming onto the carriage, and he saw that it was the little emperor Liu Tianming.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Yuan Ming asked in a low voice on the carriage.