Shu Zhan walked in front and led the two of them to the interior of the palace.
Youqin Solo and Chi Ling looked at each other and followed.
Shu Zhan hurried forward and finally brought the two of them to the side of the palace.
There is a gate here, and after walking in, there is a small courtyard.
It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the fourth side is the corridor on the side of the villa.
There is a round stone table in the yard and several stone benches next to it.
"Please sit down, both of you, and wait a moment. My father should be here soon."
After Shu Zhan finished speaking, he left here.
Sitting on a stone bench with a piano solo, closing his eyes and meditating.
Chi Ling did not sit down, but looked at the surrounding environment.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Chi Ling asked strangely.
"Fengxindong is a descendant of Fei Lian. As a direct descendant of the Jiuli clan, you should know that, right?"
Youqin Solo did not open his eyes.
"Uncle Feng?"
Chi Ling covered his mouth in disbelief, "Of course I know that Feng Bo was extremely strong back then. I heard from my mother that he even made a sworn vow to his ancestors."
"Fengxin Cave is very strong. Among the local forces in the alien land, it can be ranked among the top five."
Youqin Solo opened his eyes, "Actually, they can be stronger, but they just don't want to accept the masters."
"Like the Qiankun Merchant Alliance, are you willing to accept all experts?"
Chi Ling asked with a smile.
"Well, Fengxin Cave is similar to Yanhuang Jiuli. It pays more attention to blood."
Youqin Solo pointed at himself, "For example, if I, a mixed race, were not powerful, how could the Jiuli Clan let me take charge?"
"Even in the end, those people couldn't defeat me, but they still tried to save their face, saying that the king of the Jiuli tribe must be a purebred, and I could only be the regent."
Chi Ling curled his lips, "What's the difference between that and being a king? Holding the emperor hostage to command the princes."
"There are only two of us, and I allow you to be so presumptuous. If you still act like this in front of outsiders, I don't mind changing to another king."
Youqin Solo glanced at Chi Ling with indifferent eyes.
Chi Ling turned his face away in displeasure, but what Youqin Solo said was true.
All the Jiuli people now know it.
The real person in charge is the soloist.
If You Qin Solo kills her, he will go back and say that he failed to protect himself and needs to re-elect a new king.
Chi Ling believed that no one in the Jiuli tribe would say anything.
After all, strength is capital.
There is a gap in the current realm of the Jiuli people.
The empress and Li Hentian are both gone.
Now the strongest master of the Jiuli tribe has only reached the peak of the fourth level.
But the piano solo is at the ninth level.
The gap is too big.
Even if Li Hentian and Chi Jinghong are both present, they are still several steps behind Youqin Solo.
Still very different.
At this moment, a white-haired old man came from a distance.
He has many age spots on his face, his hair is tied into a bun, and he wears a loose Tang suit.
"Hello, I'm Shu Lue, the manager here."
Shu slightly arched his hands.
"Shu Lue? It seems that Fengxindong is still in charge of the Shu family. Do you know Shu Liang?"
Youqin Solo asked calmly.
"Shu Liang? This is the name of our ancestor from thousands of years ago. It seems that you are really the regent, playing the piano solo."
Shu Luo handed over his hand again, "My ancestor has passed away long ago. Not to mention me, even my grandfather has never seen his true face."
"Hey, it's been a long time indeed."
Youqin Solo held up his cheek and asked, "Who is in charge of Fengxindong now? How strong is it?"
"My current brother, Shu Feipeng, officially entered the ninth level seven years ago."
Shu slightly smiled and said.
"good."
Youqin Solo nodded slightly and asked: "The man and woman just now, are they your children?"
"Yes! The son is the elder brother, and the daughter is the younger sister."
Shu nodded slightly.
"The strongest is at the fifth level. You just let us come here. Are you not afraid of death?"
Youqin Solo asked strangely.
"Sir, you misunderstood. They haven't been to the other side of the world yet. They are the children I got married and gave birth to in this world."
Shu smiled and said, "They are extremely talented. In twenty years, they should be able to enter the seventh level, and then they can go back."
"I see."
Youqin Solo nodded secretly, "I want to know how the development is going over there? Has it undergone earth-shaking changes like this world?"
"It's very far away. There is no network or signal there. Just based on this, it cannot be compared with here."
Shu smiled slightly and shook his head.
"In other words, you are more inclined to the ancient times of China?"
Chi Ling was also curious about this matter.
"That's not true. People's thinking is always improving. If there are more comfortable things, why not use them?"
Shu Lue explained, "There are solar power generation, refrigerators, air conditioners and other electrical appliances there, all of which can be used."
"Can you still play like this?"
Chi Ling was a little confused, but if he imagined it carefully, it was just as Shu Lue said.
There is something more comfortable and convenient, why not use it?
Do you really think I am a fool?
Do you have to sit under a tree to cool off on a hot day, holding a fan to fan yourself?
Isn’t it nice to lie down in an air-conditioned room?
"In fact, some people want to build signal towers and use mobile phones to communicate, but the technology inside is too complicated."
"Unlike solar panels, you can install them just by following the video on your mobile phone."
When Shu Luo said this, he started talking, "And the fighting there is too strong. The storm can easily shatter the signal tower, so the gain outweighs the loss."
Chi Ling nodded, as Yu Qin Solo had said before.
The foreign land is not like here. Masters of the Dacheng realm cannot fight privately in the outside world.
If allowed, those high-rise buildings and signal towers might be shattered from time to time.
Before it could be repaired, it was shattered again.
Not to mention the eighth or ninth level of Dacheng, this kind of top powerhouse.
Even if it were a fight between fifth and sixth level masters, it would be a huge earthquake.
"Let's not talk about this matter. I am very interested in a treasure in this auction."
Youqin Solo stood up and said, "I hope you can do me a favor."
…
Feng Lin and Jiang Banxia, led by Su Tiantao, climbed a mountain.
Su Tiantao pointed to the mountainside in the distance, where there was a thatched house.
Outside the thatched house is a wall built of bamboo.
"See there?"
Su Tiantao asked.
"I saw it."
Feng Lin and Jiang Banxia nodded together.
"That's the third family I'm talking about. It doesn't have Yanhuang blood, nor is it any other race on Chinese land."
Su Tiantao walked outside, "I know the people there and can take you to meet them."
Feng Lin and Jiang Banxia stared at the thatched house in the distance.
As he got closer, Feng Lin suddenly said: "Formation!"
Jiang Banxia was reminded by Feng Lin and vaguely saw the traces, "Feng Lin, how did you know?"
"I also have your father's notes. Like you, he is self-taught."
Feng Lin walked over there with a smile.
Su Tiantao came to the door and knocked on the wooden door.
"Who?"
An old man's voice came from inside.
"Su Tiantao!"
"What the hell? What are you doing here?"
The wooden door was opened immediately, and a little old man came out.