There is only the last quarter of an hour left before Maozheng.
The palace was extremely quiet at this time. Ning Yan was sitting alone on the steps of the outer hall, with fingers intertwined on his hands, his chin resting on his hands, and his eyes half-closed, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
The poor man's Yanshi Box was being stepped on under his feet, and the Shuijun Ling hanging around his waist was glowing with light blue in the night.
"Hey, why are you sitting here?"
Wu Qing's careless voice came from the front door. Ning Yan opened his eyes and removed his chin from his hand.
"It was noisy inside, and I was thinking about something, so I came out."
"Have you finished talking to Miss Jing? Has the princess' illness... gotten better?"
"It's still the same."
Wu Qing sat down next to Ning Yan and took out a greasy cloth bag from his arms. When he opened it, he saw two pieces of scones inside.
He bit into one piece himself, and handed the other piece to Ning Yan, saying vaguely: "Eat two bites to satisfy your hunger, stuffed with beef. You have to know how difficult it is to find some meat on the top of this mountain, so I'm thinking about it, brother."
I love you, please be moved."
Ning Yan was stunned. Looking horizontally and vertically at the top of Shanggu Mountain, it didn't look like there could be a canteen or mobile vendors.
"Where did you get it?"
"The Ministry of Rites has put some food on the stove and asked us to get it ourselves. Let's not talk about that. Guess who I saw?"
"No guessing."
"I saw the concubine Cao Shangshu took in!" Wu Qing took a big bite of the pancake, his mouth was full, and the pancake crumbs were still spitting out as he spoke: "She is actually dressed as a cook, and...
Kneading dough for us, it looks like a living room or a kitchen."
Ning Yan asked curiously: "How do you determine the identity of the cook?"
Speaking of this, Wu Qing chuckled, made an exaggerated arc on his chest, blinked and said ambiguously: "Such a stunning beauty... besides the famous Cui Xiaoniang from Cao Shangshu's family, who else can she have?"
Ning Yan took the scones, and the rich smell of burnt meat hit his face. However, he had just eaten the mutton rice cooked by Jing'er, so he didn't have much appetite now, so he threw it back: "You can eat it, I
Not hungry."
"Forget it if you don't want to eat."
Wu Qing was not polite and swallowed even Ning Yan's portion. He was so satisfied that he smacked his mouth: "To be honest, I have never eaten such delicious cakes. I really envy Cao Gui.
At a very young age, a pear tree can weigh more than a dozen begonias. When do you think I can get a wife like this?"
"Then you're not afraid of dying in bed!"
While talking, another person came to the front door.
Wu Qing was just trying to see which bastard was cursing him. He looked closely and saw that it was Wang Ren who was speaking, so he lazily lay back on the steps and said, "It's Wang Dutou. Did you also go to the Ministry of Rites to get some cake?"
Wang Ren frowned when he saw his unpromising virtue, and said coldly: "When I travel, I never eat what others give me. Besides, the Bigu Pill is enough. We practitioners should be less greedy."
The desire is good."
Wu Qing didn't expect to be charged a price for a meal. He was asking for trouble, so he simply stood up like a carp and wanted to hide in the house for a while.
"etc."
He hesitated for a moment and half turned around to look back at Ning Yan.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly pointed at his shoulder: "Is there a thread on your clothes?"
"Thread?"
Wu Qing was startled and confused. Although he didn't understand what Ning Yan meant, he still groped around the place pointed out by the other party, but found nothing.
"No, have you read it wrong? This black gold robe of mine won't break when struck with an ordinary sword. It doesn't even have a stitch. Where did the thread come from?"
Ning Yan's face suddenly became extremely serious. He had just seen it clearly. Just when Wu Qing turned over, a thread-like thing did appear on his shoulder. It was about a finger long, half real and half virtual.
, the illusory half still glows with soft white light in the dark night.
If it's really a thread, that's fine, but if it's not a thread...
Something is wrong.
Ning Yan frowned, and immediately raised his sword with one hand, and was about to use the piercing fire to take a look, but Wu Qing's eyelids jumped wildly, and he quickly held him down with both hands: "The mountain gate is about to be opened, don't use magical powers.
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"What does this mean?"
"Hiss... have you really never been to Xiaodongtian?" Wu Qing scratched his head, asking him to fight and kill, but this kind of magic theory involved was his weakness, so he had to look at Wang Ren for help.
: "Wang Dutou, can you explain it to him?"
Wang Ren rolled his eyes at the two illiterate people and said helplessly: "After using the mountain worship incense, the Longmen Sect will record your breath, which is equivalent to you going to Sihu Cao in the state to open a criminal certificate. With this criminal certificate,
With this, you can pass through the mountain gates of the two realms within the specified time."
"The operation of magical powers will affect one's own Qi, and when it comes to traveling, it is very likely to be stopped. It is not difficult to understand. Once the official certificate has been altered, it is inevitable to conduct an investigation before entering the city.
This would not have been a big deal in the past, but at this juncture, it is better to get into as little trouble as possible."
Ning Yan understood. Isn't this the same as not scribbling on a passport?
He had no choice but to temporarily stop checking Wu Qing, and instead warned: "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me as soon as possible."
"Okay, okay, okay." Wu Qing said a few words casually, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he touched his palm and said: "By the way, Wangdutou, have you made up your mind? Do you want to go with us?"
When we were discussing the battle plan a few days ago, we actually had some minor differences.
Wu Qing was willing to go to Longmen Mountain together, not only because of his friendship with Ning Yan, but also reportedly with Si Tianjian's private permission - although he didn't hide his loudspeaker from everyone.
In his words, after finishing this job, he will be promoted.
As for whether to fill the post of Bu Tiangang Star or General Tai Sui, he hasn't said yet. But he doesn't have a choice. It's a good thing to be promoted. If he can fill the post of General Tai Sui, he can also hang a small silver fish around his waist to show off in the future.
It is truly a glorious ancestry.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, Wang Ren is not very enthusiastic about going to the dragon gate again for some reason. Ning Yan invited him several times, but he was put off. He only said that he would send everyone to the gate of the mountain.
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Especially after I returned from sending letters home during the Winter Solstice, my attitude became even more determined.
When Wang Ren heard Wu Qing's inquiry, he didn't show any intention of changing his mind. He just shook his head and said, "I'm not going."
Wu Qing refused to give up and said: "You really don't want to go? You don't miss your master?"
"Think? Ha..." A hint of loneliness flashed across Wang Ren's stern face, his throat moved, and finally he just sighed: "If you can see the real person in Yunxiang face to face, please pass a message to me.
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"What words?"
"The past is over. Don't think about it after you die. I have nothing wrong with him."
Hiss... Why does this tone sound completely different from what a disciple wants to say to his master? Anyone else would feel that he is betraying Tiangang, right?
Seeing that Wu Qing wanted to continue asking, Ning Yan saw the sadness in Wang Ren's eyebrows and interrupted in advance: "Okay, we have written it down. Is there anything else you need to take care of at Wangdutou?"
Wang Ren paused for a moment, and when they were about to leave, he rarely spoke too much: "Longmen Mountain is divided into three realms, ten peaks and forty-nine veins. When you enter the mountain gate, you should be directly led to the Kongming Peak in the Yuanshi Realm. By then, thirty
The Six-hole Demon Exorcism Conference will also be held on Kongming Peak. That is Qingyang Zhenren’s territory. As long as you stay on Kongming Peak, your life will be safe."
"The rest of the peaks...Cangbai, Xixuan, Chicheng, Luofu, the peak masters are either practicing in seclusion or going out to experience, and they are all in a state of forbidden mountains. The masters of Zhangshan in Guigu and Yuhua are not exclusive to the outside world.
If you have the chance, you can replace some magic weapons, talismans, elixirs, etc."
"Tiandu Peak is the main peak. Although there are no visitors on weekdays, if the princess's situation cannot be solved by Qingyang Zhenren, she can go to Tiandu Peak for help. Qixian Peak is the place where the Longmen Sect's orthodoxy is inherited, and it is a confidential place.
It is also not open to the public. Finally, there is Yinxuan Peak..."
When it comes to this last peak, Wang Ren's words are concise and concise, with only four words.
"Trespassers shall die."
The biting chill in those words made Wu Qing swallow his saliva and subconsciously said: "In Yinxuan Peak..."
Ning Yan shouted in time: "Old Wu!"
After waking up at this point, Wu Qing also reacted and hurriedly patted his mouth: "Bah, bah, bah! Look at my mouth...don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked! I understand, I understand."
There was no offended look on Wang Ren's face, and he just said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you ask. In fact, I don't know what secrets there are in Yinxuan Peak. If you insist on asking, there may be someone who knows better than X."
"who?"
"Shen Qiuning, she has been to Yinxuan Peak. Her spiritual treasure Heart Shattering Sky Chain was taken from Yinxuan Peak."