"With this kind of magical power, if the space cannot be blocked in advance, I am afraid that even Emperor Shenxuan will not be able to kill you easily." From cherishing life to understanding magical power, life-saving is the first priority. Ling Qingzhu also admired this spirit.
As an emperor who does not pursue strong combat power but prioritizes life-saving, He Wenlong is not ashamed of this at all, but is proud of it.
After hearing Ling Qingzhu's analysis, He Wenlong became even more happy, as he could save his life in the hands of Emperor Shenxuan.
However, after hearing what Ling Qingzhu said about blocking the space in advance, he suddenly felt as if he was eating delicious food and suddenly found a dog hair in the bowl, and his mood took a turn for the worse.
No matter how strong your abilities are, they all have weaknesses or ways to deal with them. This is a fact that everyone knows, and He Wenlong naturally knows it too, but who doesn’t want his abilities to be perfect enough?
Suddenly, Ling Qingzhu thought of a very convenient way to use He Wenlong's magical power, so she asked: "Long, can the demon clone and you send messages to each other without replacing each other?"
"Yeah, okay."
He Wenlong gave a clear reply.
Ling Qingzhu nodded when he heard this and made some modifications to the plan in his mind. With this ability to deliver messages, he could save a lot of time.
Then Ling Qingzhu took out a storage ring that he had prepared a long time ago and said to He Wenlong: "You can leave a ghost clone here and go to the city lord's palace to hand over the agreed royal weapon to the city lord. In the next few days, you will
Just go and help Liu Qi establish a business alliance. If anything happens, you can use the demon clone to contact you at any time."
No one can stand without trust, and Ling Qingzhu will resolutely abide by the promises he made no matter how his character changes.
For example, Ling Qingzhu borrowed a shovel from a villager in Lujia Village more than two months ago in order to help her mother arrange her eternal resting place in this life but failed to return it. Now she is still thinking about going back when she has time.
"Yue, I want to leave for a while." He Wenlong suddenly said.
"Huh?" Ling Qingzhu turned to look at He Wenlong in confusion.
Although everyone must have their own personal matters to resolve, Ling Qingzhu never thought that He Wenlong would have anything more important than the oath of heaven?
"Since you knew my identity before I became your protector, you should also know why I kept my name anonymous. I plan to return to the Western Regions and take with me some of the treasures I left in the temple when I was living in seclusion."
Before Ling Qingzhu could ask, He Wenlong revealed the reason for his departure.
"Well, then go and come back quickly. Although the establishment of the business alliance here can be completed without your help, without your magical power, I will be helpless in doing things." Ling Qingzhu nodded.
"Understood, I left the demon clone here. If the demon breaks up and is attacked, I can sense it. If you are in trouble, just use the demon clone to contact me."
He Wenlong responded, took the space ring from Ling Qingzhu's hand, and then turned into a shadow and blended into the darkness in the corner.
Ling Qingzhu studied the demon clone left behind after He Wenlong left, and then went to the next room.
Being followed every day would always make her feel uncomfortable. After He Wenlong left, Ling Qingzhu immediately felt the long-lost tranquility.
Taking off his cloak and mask, Ling Qingzhu looked at a bronze mirror in the room and finally saw his appearance in this life.
"It seems like that!"
At this moment, the birthmarks on Ling Qingzhu's face that had been born due to premature birth had long since disappeared.
Looking at the beautiful face reflected in the bronze mirror, Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but think of another face that was almost 70-80% similar.
However, among the five sons of Jiaolong Ling's Juelong Hou Lingxiao, the father's third son in this life and the fifth son, Lingxue's father, are brothers from the same mother. It is not unreasonable for the next generation to look similar.
After looking at the face of this life in the bronze mirror for a moment, Ling Qingzhu put on the white mask he took off again.
"Although I have recovered the memories of hundreds of years in my previous life, I still can't let it go!" The face in the mirror not only looks like Ling Xue, but also has the shadow of Lu Yuner.
Every time he thinks of the memories he had with his mother Lu Yun'er before his memory was restored in this life and the blurry figure of Lu Yun'er standing in front of him when he was severely beaten by Ling Cheng's people, Ling Qingzhu's heart will be filled with deep-seated hatred.
No matter how much knowledge you have, you cannot see through it; no matter how many grudges and hatreds you have seen, you may not be able to remain calm when it is your turn.
One month later.
"Dong dong dong."
A knock on the door came, interrupting Ling Qingzhu from his meditation state and waking him up.
Ling Qingzhu's beautiful eyebrows frowned under the mask, and then she returned to her calm state and asked, "Who is it?"
"Sir, your prepaid rent has expired." The waiter's cautious voice came from outside the door.
"so fast!"
Recalling the peaceful life of this month, Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Then Ling Qingzhu took out another hundred taels of gold from the space ring, opened the door a crack and threw it out, saying: "Together with the room next to it, the rent of the two rooms will be deducted by myself. If it is not enough, please tell me, there is nothing else."
Don't bother me with anything."
After saying that, Ling Qingzhu closed the door again and continued to practice on the bed.
This is basically how Ling Qingzhu spent this month. In addition to eating every day, he also used the Soul Technique to cultivate his mental power.
She didn't even pay attention to the establishment of the Merchant Alliance Headquarters. She just listened to other diners chatting when she went to restaurants every day, and she was truly blind to what was happening outside the window.
Three months later.
Wearing a mask, Ling Qingzhu walked leisurely on the bustling streets of Fangquan City, which had almost been completely renovated, looking at the monks from all walks of life who also wore masks among the various crowds.
This was the first thing Ling Qingzhu asked Liu Qi to do after establishing the headquarters of the business alliance. In order to make himself less obtrusive, he sold the mask he wore as a commodity. The more people wearing it, the more safe he would be among them.
Since it was Ling Qingzhu's own business alliance who sold the same mask on Ling Qingzhu's face, other monks would not have to worry about offending the emperor even if they bought it and wore it.
Moreover, as long as you hide your cultivation and wear this mask in Fangquan City, you will be safer.
Although the mask itself has no function, who can guarantee that the identity of the person behind the mask is the leader of the Merchant Alliance?
You must know that what is revealed now is that the leader of the Merchant Alliance has a newly promoted emperor and a half-step emperor beside him.
Unless they are truly fearless, or they themselves do not take seriously the "two emperors" around the leader of the Merchant Alliance, they will remain restrained because of this concern.