The prince's departure from the capital is a major event for the country.
Deployment of troops, declaration of states, everything is going on in an orderly manner.
The day before leaving, Gu Cheng came to the depths of the palace.
"Treasure House of Ten Thousand Dragons—Start!"
Accompanied by Zhang Rang's shrill scream, a treasure house jumped out of the cave sky and turned into a glittering golden palace, appearing in front of him.
"Your Highness, please follow me!"
Zhang Rang's waist almost bent to the ground, and he led the way humbly.
Gu Cheng strolled into the warehouse, taking his time.
Soon, the restrictions everywhere were broken, and Zhang Rang held the spiritual key to open the inner treasury.
A flash of inspiration came to his face, and even with Gu Cheng's vast knowledge, he couldn't help but blink.
It's not quality.
But quantity.
Too many!
There are probably hundreds of spiritual weapons that the weapon spirit appears and chases and plays with.
As for war weapons, there are thousands of them.
Hearing Gu Cheng's slight inhalation, Zhang Rang quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the master at all.
Because this Ten Thousand Dragons Treasure House is not the treasury of the Han Dynasty, but the small treasury of emperors of all dynasties.
When this small treasury was passed into the hands of the Second Emperor Huan Ling, it was almost empty. Emperor Huan Ling relied on selling his officials and titles to build the current Ten Thousand Dragons Treasury, which is richer than the national treasury.
Selling an official position was ordered by the emperor, and the Shi Chang Shi was responsible for it. Zhang Rang naturally did not dare to do it.
"Where is the treasure?"
If Gu Cheng wanted to settle accounts with the Queen, he would have killed all the Shi Chang attendants long ago. He left them alone to think about it and asked.
"Your Highness, this is the Ruyi Qiankun Bag. All the treasures collected by Your Majesty are stored in it. Those who are messing around outside are all war weapons and spiritual weapons. I hope that one day the spiritual power will be awakened and the treasure light will reach the sky!"
Zhang Rang was granted amnesty, came to the center, pointed at a dirty pocket and said.
"The Ruyi Qiankun bag is a bit interesting!"
Gu Cheng took the inconspicuous cloth bag into his hand: "I heard that Buddha Maitreya, a Buddhist sect, has a bag made by a man born after tomorrow, and it can hold all things. What level does it count as?"
He was not asking Zhang Rang, but Long Ling.
"Fire"'s voice sounded: "Your Highness, I don't know either."
The great Han Longling only knew about the land of China. Buddhism came from the west, so it knew very little about it. Gu Cheng nodded slightly, not disappointed, and opened the bag.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, four rays of light flew out and fled in all directions.
Then as soon as the breath of the Shanhe Sheji Seal moved, they obediently froze in the void and stopped moving.
War, spirit, treasure, mystery, god.
The five major grades become more and more different as you go up.
If treasures are heirlooms of aristocratic families and bring blessings to more than ten generations, then mysterious weapons are enough to suppress a country's fate, while divine weapons are the world's.
Needless to say, there is no difference between the family, the country and the world.
Of course, treasures are still treasures that strong men in the unparalleled realm will fight over, possessing all kinds of incredible miraculous effects.
Gu Cheng looked over.
Located in the north is a large flag, fluttering without wind and making a hunting sound, but the flag is completely blank, which is very strange.
"Huo" was very familiar with the treasures in the Han Dynasty, and immediately introduced: "Your Highness, this is the immortal king's flag. It used to be owned by Xiang Yu. The spirit of the queen's flag was destroyed by the soldier Han Xin. The immortal was destroyed. This flag's natural rank is
The big drop is unworthy of its name..."
Gu Cheng nodded slightly and looked at a towering mountain peak in the south: "What is this thing?"
"Huo"'s tone became solemn: "Your Highness, this is an immortal from the Yuqing lineage. He uses Kunlun Yuxu Peak as the scene. His paintings, although they have no divine power, are still at the level of treasures."
Gu Cheng was surprised: "Yuxu Peak? Shouldn't it be Yuxu Palace?"
"Huo" said: "Yuxu Palace has long returned to the heaven, and the peak left behind is Yuxu Peak for future generations of the Sanqing lineage to admire."
"That's an ornamental baby!"
Gu Cheng looked to the east.
The treasure there is a large lock, which is rusty and full of traces of time.
"Your Highness, this is the Spring and Autumn Lock, a forbidden treasure that can even imprison the cave, heaven and blessed land."
"Huo" said regretfully: "Among the forbidden mysterious weapons, it is the most respected, followed by the yin and yang of the mother and the child. Unfortunately, this lock suffered heavy damage and fell down the level of the treasure. The effect of the seal is very different."
"Are they all broken?"
Gu Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.
When he thought about it again, he understood the reason.
Under normal circumstances, with the ability of the Ling Emperor, it is impossible to collect treasures. The value of the spiritual weapons is enough to buy an official, so they will appear in the Wanlong Treasure House. Naturally, they are all flashy and useless, satisfying the Ling Emperor's arrogant collecting habit.
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After the Immortal King's Banner, the Kunlun Jade Void Picture and the Spring and Autumn Lock, the treasure in the west is what is really needed. Gu Cheng stretched out his hand and an extremely delicate mask fell into his palm: "Is this the Spirit Fox Qianhuan?
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"Huo" said: "This object is made from the six-tailed fox demon soul of the ancient Qingqiu clan. It can change into thousands of ways and imitate disguises!"
Gu Cheng played with it for a while: "Even if you wear it in the mortal realm, won't it be seen through?"
"Huo" said with certainty: "Unless you are face to face with the demon clan, or the saints and immortals come in person, it will be difficult to see through it. The demon clan has long since disappeared, and it is even harder to see the saints and immortals."
"good!"
Gu Cheng nodded, injected the power of the flame dragon into Linghu Qianhuan, and handed it to Zhang Rang.
"Your Highness?"
Zhang Rang took it in a daze, a little confused.
"I will leave Beijing tomorrow. When you return to your father, you will need this item."
Gu Cheng said calmly.
"yes!"
Zhang Rang didn't know what was going on, but he immediately responded and was extremely obedient.
This was not a pretense, he knew very well that from the moment Emperor Ling lost power, he could only rely on the prince!
The reason is very simple. The ten permanent servants are all dogs raised by the Ling Emperor. They hold power in their hands through the eunuchs. It doesn't matter who they are.
And if Emperor Ling comes back to power, when he sees Zhang Rang and others, will he think of the tragic past of being ignored by the prince and these slaves defecting one after another?
How could the small-minded Ling Emperor endure this? He must kill them and replace them with a new batch.
There are too many eunuchs in the palace, are you worried that there will be no one to take over...
"Your Highness, should you bring more spiritual weapons?"
So at this moment, Zhang Rang was extremely anxious when he heard that the prince was leaving Luoyang.
"Bring more? Ha!"
Gu Cheng smiled and waved his hand, and the power of the flame dragon surrounded him.
Under Zhang Rang's dumbfounded gaze, Haoran's power directly refined the entire hall, turning it into a stream of light and collecting it in Gu Cheng's sleeves.
The emperor's small treasury was taken away by the prince!
Zhang Rang shivered and lowered his head deeply.
Didn't he say that this Lord has a good reputation? There are absolutely no taboos in doing this, and he is not afraid of the records of historians at all!
This is not the end yet——
"Go to Yongle Palace!"
Yongle Palace was the residence of Empress Dowager Dong, and it was also the place where Liu Xie grew up and grew up. Amidst the hysterical crying of the old lady, Gu Cheng also swept away all the spiritual treasures she had gained from selling her official position over the years.
Empress Dowager Dong, Emperor Ling, had worked hard for twenty years to save all her money, and all of it went to Gu Cheng.
And when the prince rode a dragon horse and was escorted out of the capital on the second day by all the officials, inside the palace, the originally ill Emperor Ling suddenly turned over and stood up, his eyes bright:
"The traitor has left the imperial city, and Yanlong is finally no longer of his use... Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
The next moment, the servant's sharp announcement came from afar: