Volume 1: Red Moon Rising Chapter 98: Biluo Palace
Fifty miles by sea, with Yang Jiong's current cultivation level, it took half an hour to reach the shore. Several fishermen were drying their nets on the shore. Three or four women were helping to dry the fish. In the rooms in the distance, there were doorways of every house.
They are all hung with Spring Festival couplets and lanterns.
Yang Jiong stepped forward and asked an older fisherman: "Excuse me, brother, what year and month is it now?"
The fisherman saw that Yang Jiong was dressed in shabby clothes, disheveled, and unkempt, and felt disgust in his heart. The fishermen on the seaside are hard-working and do not like idle men the most.
While cleaning the net in his hand, he said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in the forty-eighth year of Chu Yang, the Lantern Festival. If you want to ask for food, it is easy to go to Bowang City. There are big families in the city who give out porridge and steamed buns." After that,
Ignore Yang Jiong anymore.
Yang Jiong secretly said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? I didn't expect that I stayed in the cave for nearly four months. At the beginning of the new year, I wonder if that divine envoy has returned to his world?"
"I am not able to take revenge now. In the hands of the divine envoys, I have no power to fight back. When I advance to the divine realm, I may try to enter their world and find opportunities for revenge."
"But how can the essence, energy, and spirit be unified? Are there any other conditions required? Even if I reach the realm of gods, how can I enter his world?"
Countless questions were placed in front of Yang Jiong, and he couldn't figure out any of them. This is the tragedy of having no one to guide and no teachers to point out. Everything has to be explored and understood by oneself. He thought about his thoughts and stood blankly.
There.
A young woman glanced at Yang Jiong, ran home, took some steamed buns and stuffed them into Yang Jiong's arms. A young man with dark skin took out a bunch of copper coins from his body and gave them to Yang Jiong.
The old fisherman said something: "You see, he is strong and has complete hands and feet. This kind of person can obviously make a living by himself but is begging everywhere. We cannot pity this kind of lazy and lazy person. It is not a good thing to get used to his laziness."
The young man and woman must be a couple. They looked at each other and stuck out their tongues. The young man urged Yang Jiong: "Let's go to Bowang City early. You can still catch a few delicious meals."
Yang Jiong looked at the steamed buns and copper coins in his arms and was moved in his heart. In this world, the simplest and most sincere people are often the people at the lowest level of society. They are kind to others and have nothing to do with the world.
If you wear something, you can live and work in peace and contentment and be self-sufficient.
He ate the steamed bun in several bites, then placed the copper coin on the ground, took out a piece of gold cake from his pocket, placed it next to the copper coin, and turned away.
When he was in a coma, his body had been searched many times by the divine messenger. Naturally, the divine messenger looked down on gold and silver in the mortal world, so his money bag was always by his side.
Until he walked far away, his mind saw the dark-skinned young man chasing after him with a gold cake.
Yang Jiong accelerated his steps and disappeared within a few breaths. The dark-skinned young man was left standing there in a daze, looking around in disbelief, and finally turned back.
Yang Jiong bypassed Bowang City and headed north. He wanted to rush to Phoenix City as soon as possible to confirm whether the divine envoy was still in this world.
If the divine envoy is still in this world, he must be careful to hide himself. At the same time, he must find the emperors of the three empires. Find a way to combine essence, energy, and spirit into one, and find a way to get to that world.
When he was in the Xiantian realm, he could travel about three hundred miles a day with all his strength. When he was in the Heavenly realm, he could travel five or six hundred miles a day. Now that he has achieved great success in martial arts, he can no longer make any progress in this world. He avoids
The official road advances in a straight line, covering more than 600 miles every day.
Once, a group of them traveled from Phoenix City to Babula for more than three months. This time, Yang Jiong only took ten days to see the tall city wall of Phoenix City from a distance.
Yang Jiong did not dare to take risks before confirming whether the divine envoy had returned to the world of cultivation. He looked disheveled and appeared in front of others like a beggar.
After entering the city gate, Phoenix City is still prosperous. From the words of the people, there is no special situation. Ordinary people in this world must not know that there is another world outside their world, let alone
There are also superior gods who regard them as ants.
He started Qinggong and entered the West Garden from the west side of the palace. This was the palace where the prince lived, and he was most familiar with it.
Before anyone else arrived, his mind had already reached twenty feet away and looked around the prince's palace. The prince was not in the palace, and Xiao Cui was not seen.
Yang Jiong decided to go to Yinghua Palace at night to inquire about the situation. It would be best to meet the emperor Wang Chuyang and learn about the situation of the divine envoy. Even the emperors of the three empires knew about their disputes with the divine envoy. Wang Chuyang was known for his benevolence and righteousness, so he should not
frame yourself.
A high-ranking divine envoy who descended from the upper world to the mortal realm. He should not be so embarrassed as to explain his petty grudges with Yang Jiong to ordinary mortals.
It was already afternoon at this time, and most people were taking a lunch break at this time. Yang Jiong lurked on the roof beam of the hall for a long time, and finally saw an acquaintance, Xiao Cui.
Xiaocui's skin was as good as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she looked around, she already had an elegant and noble temperament. In a few months, she transformed from a native chicken into a phoenix.
She was in a hurry, entered the main hall to eat something, picked up a food box prepared by the palace maid and hurried out of the hall. Her abdomen was slightly bulging, it seemed
She is pregnant.
Yang Jiong quietly followed Xiaocui, bypassed the Yinghua Palace, and walked towards the Royal Garden. The Royal Garden of the Biluo Palace, with its pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and the mountains and rivers, made the people look like they were in a painting, and the royal handwriting was naturally extraordinary.
Xiaocui walked through the imperial garden until she reached the end. There were several low houses, and in the room was a man with shackles on his hands and feet.
When he saw Xiao Cui come in, he grabbed the lunch box, opened it and ate. From the look of it, he must have been hungry for a long time.
This person turned out to be Wang Bo. Yang Jiong was shocked when he saw this. How could Wang Bo, the prince of the dynasty, have his hands and feet tied and shackled. Judging from the way he was eating, he must have been hungry for a long time.
Xiaocui stood nearby, watching Wang Bo devouring his food, almost choking several times, and then handed over the water in his hand.
She patted Wang Bo on the back and said: "Husband, please eat slowly, Long Teng, everyone in Tiandu has left. After today, you will not be hungry again."
Wang Bo took the water and drank it furiously, humming a few times. He chewed the food in his mouth and said vaguely: "Father, are you going to lock me up for a long time? You won't keep me locked up here forever, right?"
He finished the food in the food box in a hurry, burped with satisfaction, and asked: "Daughter-in-law, has Father calmed down now? He won't really abolish my position as crown prince, right?"
Xiaocui comforted: "How could the emperor destroy you? He loves you very much, but he just wants to scare you and teach you a lesson."
"Husband, if you want to help your eldest brother clear his name, just do it secretly. Or it won't be too late to help after you ascend the throne and become emperor in a few decades. You openly challenge His Majesty in the court. You let the Emperor
How to step down?"
Wang Bo interrupted Xiao Cui and said: "Why do you want to help eldest brother clear his name? My eldest brother's majesty lasts forever. Why does he need me to help him clear his name? I don't believe the words of the divine messenger. Even if he comes back fifty years later, I will do the same thing."
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Yang Jiong understood clearly and walked into the room slowly. When Xiaocui and Wang Bo saw someone coming in, they immediately shut up and looked at the person in surprise.
This man was slovenly, with long hair disheveled and a beard. A beggar came to the palace begging for money.
Wang Bo's momentum did not diminish, and he shouted to Yang Jiong: "Who are you? How did you get in here? Get out immediately, and I will spare your life." After saying that, he waved the iron chains on his hands and walked forward. He put iron chains on his feet.
It was too heavy, and when it was pulled, he leaned forward and fell to the ground.
Xiaocui screamed and ran forward to help her. She felt a figure flash in front of her eyes, and the sloppy man had hugged Wang Bo. His hands were on Wang Bo's wrists and ankles, and everything around them made a few splashes.