The group of people left Prancing Pony City. Except for Ah Feng who was seriously injured and had to heal in the city, all the god-level combat forces went there.
Jiang Zhixi finally gave up the gorgeous phoenix chariot and walked like everyone else.
In fact, if Jiang Zhixi hadn't come to Prancing Horse City as a princess this time, she wouldn't have cared at all about the red tape of taking the phoenix chariot, because it wasn't as fast as the flying boat.
It can only be said that as the daughter of the royal family, Jiang Zhixi cannot do whatever she wants. Some rules have already restricted her.
Along the way, everyone did not communicate much, and they were obviously nervous about what was going to happen next.
On the other hand, Wang Qiang's expression remained normal, and he even went to Jiang Zhixi's side to get close to her.
"I'm telling you, Your Highness Princess, when we said goodbye to the Immortal Palace, you left too hastily. We should have a good communication. Maybe we can make friends or something?"
Faced with Wang Qiang's frivolous behavior, Lin Ting couldn't help but snorted coldly and warned: "Pay attention to your identity, you are talking to Her Royal Highness Princess Daxuan. Put away those ruffian habits, otherwise you will suffer a lot!"
Lin Ting's scolding did not change Wang Qiang's expression at all. He put his prickly hands behind his head, as if he would not listen to the bastard's chanting.
Jiang Zhixi had never met someone like Wang Qiang before. Seeing this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said to Lin Ting: "Wang Qiang is a man of the world. It's normal not to care about the red tape. You don't have to go around everywhere."
Make trouble for him."
"You heard it? Even Her Royal Highness the Princess can see that you are taking revenge on my father-in-law. Please be more careful. Even for such an old man, you are still a complainer."
Looking at Wang Qiang's look of needing a beating, Lin Ting felt so hateful in his heart. He thought to himself that he was the number one young talent in Daxuan. Why did he meet this Wang Qiang but hit a wall at every turn?
He waved his sleeves and walked a few steps angrily. Lin Ting was afraid that if he continued to be around Wang Qiang, he would be tempted to kill him.
As soon as Lin Ting left, Jiang Zhixi seemed to relax a lot, and took the initiative to say: "Last time we met, my identity must not be revealed. If you are negligent, I hope you will forgive me."
"Hai Han, then it must be Hai Han." Wang Qiang waved his hand carelessly: "I just regret that I didn't know your name last time."
Wang Qiang's words were 70% true and 30% false, making Jiang Zhixi a little shy and a little doubtful, with a complicated expression.
However, these are not important. The purpose of Wang Qiang's actions is to create waves in Jiang Zhixi's heart. No matter what the waves are, as long as they appear, it will be beneficial to the follow-up.
"By the way, Your Highness Princess, I see what you did after you entered the Immortal Palace last time. It seems that you are familiar with the family. Do you know the owner of the Immortal Palace?"
As soon as these words came out, they seemed to bring back some bad memories in Jiang Zhixi's heart, causing her whole face to darken instantly.
"The owner of that fairy palace has a certain relationship with my mother's clan. I also found a notebook to find it."
Jiang Zhixi obviously didn't want to mention this matter anymore, but Wang Qiang didn't mean to force it. Before, he just wanted to satisfy his curiosity.
"Then what information do we have about our treasure hunt this time? How about someone come out in advance so that we can be prepared?"
Jiang Zhixi also thought Wang Qiang's words made sense, so she immediately introduced the specific information in the treasure map passed down by the Daxuan royal family.
"According to my father who sent people to identify it, this treasure map is something that has been handed down from ancient times. Legend has it that it was owned by a powerful man who called himself Cao Mu Laoshi."
"As for the layman's introduction, I checked many historical materials and handwritten records, and found that at most they were just a few words, and most of them focused on the layman's youth."
Hearing this, Wang Qiang had a trace of doubt in his heart: "What do you mean, most of the records are concentrated in his youth. Isn't there no record of the peak period of this herbalist, or in his later years?"
This time, Wang Qiang really got to the point when he asked.
Jiang Zhixi has always been extremely puzzled by the records about the hermits.
It stands to reason that if a certain person can be found from historical materials, his life should be recorded. At the very least, how this person died should be mentioned.
But why is it that the record of Master Caomu is only in his youth? It seems that after that, he disappeared out of thin air. He doesn't even know whether he died or how he died?
Also, it was obvious that Layman Caomu did not leave the treasure map when he was young, so why would he suddenly leave a treasure map for future generations to pursue after disappearing for so many years?
What on earth is this mysterious herbalist doing? Why does it always give people a feeling of mist?
"Your Majesty has had this treasure map for so many years, has it never occurred to you to send someone to explore it?"
Zhou Zhenbei, who was listening to the whole story on the sidelines, also expressed his own questions at the right time. In this regard, Jiang Zhixi's explanation was unnecessary.
For Emperor Xuan, a mere treasure map, and it was not a treasure map left by a world-famous person, would not arouse any curiosity in him at all.
It has been kept in the royal treasury and serves more of a collection function.
How could the majestic Emperor Xuan be free to do anything like mountain climbing and treasure hunting?
If it hadn't been for the danger of the Lihuo Demon Star falling this time, I'm afraid Emperor Xuan would have forgotten that there was such a treasure map in his treasure house, and the treasure map also clearly recorded things about the Heart of the Mountain.
It can only be said that, at least so far, the mysterious herbalist and the treasure map he left behind give people a feeling of mystery.
But if there is some shocking big picture here, it doesn’t seem right. After all, the time span is too far away. I don’t know how many years have passed between the ancient times and the present. Who would have the leisure to plan such a leap?
The overall situation of the long history?
Besides, even if someone does do this, it shouldn't be a little-known lay Buddhist.
Slowly digesting the information he obtained, Wang Qiang became more and more interested in this search journey.
What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd by the herbal layman, what exactly did he lose after disappearing for so many years, and what secrets were hidden behind the endless treasure map. Wang Qiang sighed to himself that he must find out for himself.
Know the truth!
"We're almost there!"
A sudden exclamation from Zhou Zhenbei woke Wang Qiang up from his silent state.
Looking up, I saw a not-so-majestic mountain peak standing in the distance. The mountain was surrounded by mist and smoke. The whole world seemed like a fairyland. From time to time, I could hear the singing of birds.
What was different from everyone's expectations was that there seemed to be no danger in this place, as if it gave people a feeling of spring breeze.