Originally, the Princess of Wujiang wanted to ask Wu Chong for his opinion, but seeing that he showed no intention of talking for a long time, she simply drove them to the Prince of Wujiang's palace.
The County Prince's Mansion covers a large area, and it can occupy such a large area in a place like Shangjing City. It can be seen that the Wujiang County Prince's Mansion also has its own heritage. Although it is not as good as those big shots, it is still out of reach for ordinary people.
Gaomen compound.
The old lady in the Prince's Palace is still alive. It is said that this old lady had some kindness to the late emperor, and she is the aunt of the present emperor. Therefore, whether it is blood or family ties, the Prince's Palace can get some care. Down the line to Wujiang County
In this generation, these family ties have faded away.
Today's Emperor Qi doesn't even remember her appearance.
There is still some concern now simply because the old lady is still alive. If the old lady is gone one day, the prince's palace will also be in decline.
Because of this, everyone in the county and prince's palace is very concerned about the health of the old lady and hopes that she can survive for a while, preferably until the next generation grows up.
After the princess of Wujiang came back, she arranged a place for Wu Chong and others to live, and then she hurried to see the old lady.
Guest room area.
Because Wu Chong carried the title of King Jinghai, he was assigned a separate courtyard with a very nice environment.
"The next step is to look for the whereabouts of the ancient god, and the old heavenly master. Take a chance to meet him."
In any case, he was wanted by Emperor Qi before, and it was the Heavenly Master who protected him.
He must acknowledge this kindness.
"Rest each other."
Without outsiders, Wu Chong would stop pretending.
Wearing a guard uniform, he walked to the main seat and sat down. The original 'substitute Wu Chong' stood up quickly and stood respectfully next to him. The other free tool men scattered around to help him alert the surrounding environment.
Closing his eyes, Wu Chong began his daily experience check-in.
Experience value 500
time flies.
Soon it was night, and after nightfall, the county prince's palace was also heavily guarded. There were private soldiers from the county prince's palace patrolling outside, with a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps.
Emperor Qi's physical condition has attracted the attention of many people, and forces at the level of the Prince's Palace have the most sensitive sense of smell. They have smelled something wrong, so as early as half a month ago, the defense strength of the Prince's Palace was increased.
Now the private soldiers raised by Zhuan are several times more than before. The disciples recruited have also been upgraded from the previous golden body realm to the current soul realm!
The Yuanshen realm is no longer considered weak. Recruiting disciples of this level will put some pressure on even the prince's palace. From this point, we can see how bad the situation in Shangjing City is now.
"Calculating the time, it's almost the time the old monk said."
At the third watch, Wu Chong opened his eyes.
His consciousness swept over and he soon found the old monk's scent in the guest room not far away.
With a vertical movement, he easily avoided the guards outside and arrived at the small courtyard where the old monk and his apprentice lived. The three masters and apprentices also lived in an independent courtyard, but the environment was not as good as their own.
Although Daming Temple is also a top power, it does not belong to the royal family after all. In the judgment of the county prince's palace, their status is not as noble as that of King Jinghai.
'I'm really waiting.'
The little novice monks in the two rooms next to him were sleeping like dead pigs, and their snoring could be heard through the door panels. Only in the middle room, the monk Yuan Mie was still sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras, showing no intention of sleeping at all.
Wu Chong withdrew his consciousness, walked to the front of the middle room, raised his hand and knocked a few times.
Winter winter winter.
"Come in."
In the room, Monk Yuan Mie stopped silently reciting the sutra, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
finally come.
Everything was as I expected. A guard from a country like this could be frightened by just making a fool of himself.
The door was pushed open.
The cold wind blew in from outside, making the other person's black robe rustle. Yuan Mie saw the figure of the guard and also saw some hesitation on the other side. At the same time, the bright flame appeared in his vision again.
.
The things are still on me, nothing happened.
"Donor, you are finally here."
The old monk took back the power in his child's hole and regained his image as an enlightened monk.
"Master, the disaster you are talking about... is the bloody disaster. What exactly is it?" Wu Chong looked 'worried'. He now looked like the kind of guard who came from the countryside and had never seen the world.
"Since I have met the destined person in Fodu, I will definitely help the benefactor resolve this disaster."
Monk Yuan Mie motioned for the other party to sit down.
After Wu Chong sat down, Monk Yuan Mie continued to speak.
"Has the donor obtained any special items recently?"
Forget about beating around the bush and get straight to the point.
In his opinion, Wu Chong came from a rural place like Daozhou. He might not understand it if he was told too much, so it would be easier to be straightforward.
"As for special items, I don't know if this counts."
With a look of ignorance on his face, Wu Chong took out the 'Black God Eyes'. He actually had a more perfect 'divine item' on him, the Bloodline of the Wild God. However, Wu Chong had no intention of taking it out.
I took out this black god's eye just to see how the old monk planned to use it.
He is now an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and has taken two completely different paths from the warriors in this world.
The use of divine power is the core secret of warriors in this world.
Wu Chong has also used magical items. The 'Desolate God's Heart' he used when he was promoted to Golden Elixir was a magical item. But he always used it as a material for job transfer, and never considered refining the divine power in it. Now he has
I naturally wanted to find out more about this opportunity.
When he first climbed out of the stone monument, he chose to sneak into Daqi just to know the secrets of these high-level officials. Now he finally took this step.
Yuan Mie glanced at him indifferently, then reached out to take the 'Black God's Eyeball' from Wu Chong.
As soon as he got it, the powerful divine power poured into his body along the palm.
Master Yuan Mie, who had stayed in the Yuanshen realm for many years, suddenly felt the bottleneck loosen.
What a baby!
"It's this thing. I think this thing has a very evil nature and must be suppressed with Buddhist Dharma."
As he spoke, the old monk naturally put the heart into his sleeve.
"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will? Let me bear this disaster."
"This...isn't good..."
Wu Chong showed a hesitant expression.
"After all, I spent a lot of money to buy this thing..."
"Money comes from external things, what is more important than your own life?"
After speaking, Master Yuan Mie reached out and took out a gourd from the side, and poured out a pill from it.
"This is the magic elixir of my Daming Temple. Taking one pill can increase your internal strength for twenty years. If you put it outside, you can sell it for a thousand taels of gold. You can consider it as a gift from me."
After saying this, the old monk handed over the elixir.
Wu Chong heard this and took the elixir with a smile.
After that, I asked the old monk for advice. In such a pleasant conversation atmosphere, this "bloody disaster" was finally resolved.