"I'll leave the things to you. I hope you won't live up to His Highness's great hope for you.
This time, in order to prevent you from being liquidated, His Highness has paid a lot to Xizong." Xiao Ling warned in a deep voice.
Although he didn't really trust Cheng Hui, this was His Highness's order.
"Subordinates, I will live up to my trust!" Cheng Hui solemnly clasped his fists and bowed in the direction of the imperial palace, Yushu Palace.
"I hope so. I'll take my leave now." Xiao Ling put down the iron box and took a deep look at him.
Then he opened the window, jumped out, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Cheng Hui was left alone and picked up the small black iron box placed on the table.
He closed his eyes and unconsciously flashed through his mind all the care, training, and love his adoptive mother had given him over the years.
Eventually, the trace of struggle deep in his eyes slowly faded and disappeared.
"Don't blame me... mother..."
"You are a high-altitude princess...and we...can only wallow in the mire looking for food..."
"If it weren't for my extraordinary talent, I'm afraid you wouldn't have even looked at me at all back then."
"I have done so many things for you... I have already paid back the love I had back then..."
Picking up the black box, Cheng Hui shook it gently.
With a crisp click, the box opened, and three golden rings with colorful lights were neatly placed inside.
"It's time for me to live for myself"
At the beginning of August, several spiritual envoys near the Golden Wing Tower of the East Sect gathered at the Yinhuai stronghold in compliance with the order of the tower owner, but they all disappeared the next day.
Rumors circulated in Xizong that among the three races, two were found, one fled and disappeared, and one died in battle.
Princess Qianye was ordered to stay in the palace and was not allowed to go out.
Xuehong Pavilion sent experts to take over the defense of Yushu Palace.
The goddess Tongzhang is temporarily missing.
A few days later, Emperor Ling invited the masters of Zhenyi, Dao, and the two religions to come into the palace and ask for advice on the way to immortality and the strategy of governing the country.
August 4th.
Emperor Ling issued an edict to take Zhenyi and Daoism as the two sects and take charge of Jixian Academy to take charge of the affairs of Taoist foreign sects in the world.
The Xuanzhengyuan was established, with the Xizongzhen Buddhist Temple as its lord, to govern all Buddhist affairs in the world.
The next day, the Great Ling planned to send troops to Annan and launch another military campaign in order to expand the territory.
"Xiaoxi, where did you buy this pearl? It's actually purple! Wow, it's really beautiful."
Inside Tianbao Palace.
Chuixi felt slightly proud as he was surrounded by several Taoist girls.
Everyone admired the purple pearl in her hand.
The pearl is the size of a cherry, smooth and beautiful, and reflects an attractive luster in the sunlight.
"It's a pharmaceutical orb treasured in my family. My father was very happy when he saw that I was making good progress, so he gave it to me as a birthday gift." Chuixi said with a smile.
"Your father really dotes on you!"
"If you were to sell such a purple pearl, you wouldn't be able to get it at all if you didn't do it right?"
"Even in alchemy halls, it is rare to see such high-grade treasures! It's amazing!"
A group of girls were chattering non-stop.
Chuixi felt more and more proud because her family was naturally not that rich.
She earned it herself.
In the past, I just casually sold Zhang Ying's whereabouts, and I got such great benefits.
Now this purple pearl is the reward she got for agreeing to take Zhang Ying to see him outside the palace.
She had always been worried that the person who bought and sold Zhang Ying's whereabouts might be up to no good.
But yesterday, she finally met the man who spent the money.
That is a beautiful young lady with beautiful face.
She made it clear that her life was saved by Zhang Ying, and now she finally found Tianbao Palace after a long journey.
But I don’t want to come to the door unexpectedly.
That's why I borrowed her hand to give Zhang Ying a surprise secretly.
This kind of romantic and beautiful thing is like a story in a drama, extremely moving.
Although Chuixi felt a little sad, she still hoped that the young lady could reveal her feelings to Zhang Ying and achieve good things.
We have traveled so far, scattered so much money, just to repay my kindness and see my lover...
If you just think about this kind of will and determination, you will know how many obstacles and difficulties it contains.
If such a story is brought about by her, it will surely become a great story in the future!
After the sisters finished admiring the purple beads, Chuixi took the beads back and went directly to the cave.
Soon, the day's study of alchemy ended and Master Qingyou left.
The sky outside the cave gradually darkened.
"Zhang Ying, didn't you say before that you wanted a century-old red Ganoderma lucidum?" Chuixi suddenly said.
At this time, both of them were cleaning up the remains of the alchemy in the cave.
Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang raised his head.
"Have you made an agreement with your family?"
"Well, Ganoderma lucidum is valuable and needs to be inspected face to face, with one hand paying the money and the other hand handing over the medicine." Chuixi nodded.
"The location is Baixin Restaurant in Hushan Town between Tianbao Palace and Yangshuo. As for the time, it will be eight o'clock tonight, how about?"
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang didn't hesitate.
This medicine is the key to his practicing the second level of the Golden Toad Gong, Hidden Moon, and is the main medicine.
So you have to be careful.
"What's the price?" he asked.
"My father said that according to the market price, for my sake, it can be reduced by 10%." Chuixi smiled shyly.
She wasn't talking nonsense, it was indeed the deal.
The person who gave her the purple pearl asked her to make an appointment with Zhang Rongfang, right there.
And the hundred-year-old red Ganoderma lucidum promised by her father is indeed real, but the time is not today, but the day after tomorrow.
"So, thank you very much, Miss Chuixi!" Zhang Rongfang made a gesture of saluting, causing the other party to shy away.
"No, no, but remember, don't forget the time." Chuixi warned.
It just so happened that during this period, he also planned to go out and see what the current situation was like in Dadu.
Is Dongzong...Golden Wing Tower...still there?
Between Dadu and Yangshuo, there are some small and exquisite towns, scattered like pearls in series, existing on both sides of the official road.
Most of these towns rely on caravans, farmers, tourists and others to make a living.
The town is mostly filled with inns, restaurants, teahouses and other resting places.
Hushan Town is such a small town.
It is only thirty miles away from Dadu, but many people will choose to live here instead of Dadu.
The main reason is that the accommodation price here is only half of that in Dadu.
Zhang Rongfang took advantage of his outing this time and planned to take a good tour of the surrounding area.
I've been in Yangshuo for so long and haven't gone around yet.
Pack the package, the banknotes, and some precious elixirs left behind.
He planned to go around and ask about the market prices of medicinal herbs. Some of the prices were not much different and could be purchased locally without having to go to distant channels.
After leaving Tianbao Palace, he spread out his body skills and rushed toward Hushan Town at an unhurried pace. By about six o'clock in the afternoon,
We arrived safely in town.
There are only three streets in the entire Hushan Town, which are like two bamboo strips strung in a straight line.
As soon as he entered the town, a loud noise filled his ears.
In the middle is a wide official road with horse-drawn carriages, oxen and donkey carts passing by, and on both sides are the chaotic sounds of the town.
"Five grand a night, temporary accommodation! The cheapest in town! The last three rooms are available, it will be too late if you don't come here!"
"Luxury hot springs, beautiful massages, and comfortable life, the Xu family mansion is your home away from home!"
"Is there any brother who is willing to share a room? The three of us can share a room in the best Shijianju in town, and each person only has to pay ten grand!"
"You bastard! You still dare to run! You still dare to run!!
"Dad! Ouch, my ears! Let go! Otherwise, don't blame me for not providing for you in old age!!"
Zhang Rongfang looked at the two father and son on the right who were struggling with each other speechlessly, and looked away.
On the roadside, there are some cash-strapped people who have come from afar to study, shouting loudly to share their accommodation.
Among them there are some beautiful female Husi and spiritual beings.
Zhang Rongfang heard from Chuixi that many people from all over the country come here for pilgrimage every year.
Among them, most Ling people believe in Buddhism, while most Huxi people believe in foreign religions, some of which are Black Ten Sect, some of which are Tiansuo Sect, and some of which are Western Cross Sect.
It is difficult to tell the difference between northerners and barbarians because of the same skin color. But most of them believe it.
In addition, those who can travel long distances and reach Dadu safely are mostly people with some skills and backgrounds.
So few people will take the initiative to provoke these people.
At a glance, this Hushan Town is full of merchants doing business.
Zhang Rongfang is wearing a Taoist robe, and the words "Tianbao Palace" are painted on the back of the Taoist robe like symbols, so that people can see it at a glance.
Wherever he went, most people around him treated him with respect and awe.
Although Zhang Rongfang felt that it might be his physical condition that made people around him somewhat afraid of him.
But as long as it goes well, that's fine.
Along the way, he asked several passers-by and finally found the location of Baixin Restaurant.
After determining the direction, he didn't stop and walked straight towards the restaurant.
He planned to go there first to get some good food and drinks, and after a while, people should arrive.
At this time, inside Baixin Restaurant.
Private room on the third floor - a flying room.
A short old man with a gray beard, who looked like an old farmer, was holding a dry cigarette in his hand, lighting it slowly and leisurely, taking a deep breath and exhaling.
"Here we come." He slowly put down his cigarette rod and looked up at the person in the corner.
"It has been confirmed that Zhang Ying is the third race chosen by the goddess Tongzhang. She must have left some back-up plan on this boy.
Now that the goddess has taken medicine and lost her memory, as long as we deal with this kid, it should be the final settlement."
As the old man spoke, he looked towards the window and seemed to be able to feel that there was a figure slowly approaching on the street below.
"Hong Yan, you were too reckless last time, but fortunately, this time you at least provided a clue that he is probably a third species. I will put in a good word for you at the Dragon King."
The man in the corner slowly walked to the light.
It was a strange man with white bandages all over his body, only revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes.
He was covered in black robes, and his hands were wearing black iron-colored metal gloves. He carried a wide iron ruler on his back.
"Thank you very much." Hong Yan actually didn't want to give the credit to this guy.
But compared to him, the guy in front of him nicknamed Iron Shura is the Sea Dragon King's true confidant.
The three major forces under Hai Long are Iron Shura, Dark Light, and Futu Mountain.
Among them, Dark Light and Futu Mountain have never been able to deal with him, so he can't go to Dark Light's bitch to help hold down the battle.
So in desperation, he asked Tie Shura to come over.
The purpose, of course, is to guard against possible Dong Sect backhands around Human Race.
The two of them became quiet again. Tie Shura sat down on his seat, playing with the wine glass on the table, and waited.
Boom, boom, boom.
Finally, there was a knock on the door.
"Guest, there is a guest who said he made an appointment with you. Is he a Taoist from Tianbao Palace?" the waiter of the restaurant asked loudly through the door.
"Exactly, he's the person we made an appointment with." A cruel smile flashed in Tie Shura's eyes, and he stood up and answered loudly.
Near here, they deployed at least a hundred people and pulled out all the masters of Iron Shura.
Just to be sure!
This time...
Click.
The door was pushed open.
A figure wearing a Taoist robe from Tianbao Palace slowly entered the door step by step.
The heels of soap boots stepped on the floor, making a crisp sound.
"Huh??" Both Tie Shura and Hong Yan looked puzzled.
The person in front of me...is that picture??
Why doesn’t it feel like that??
The person who came was wearing a square black Taoist hat, his face was white and beardless, and his eyes were indifferent as if they were empty.
Astonishingly, it was Taoist Taoist Mingyuan of Tianbao Palace!
"Two spiritual connections."
"you."
Ming Yuan raised his right hand.
"You can escape for five breaths first."
Whoosh!
His five fingers suddenly became sharp, like the claws of a beast.
hiss!!
In an instant, thick smoke like white mist spread out from under his feet, covering the entire room in an instant.
Tieshura's pupils suddenly tightened.
The look on his face that seemed confident of victory just now turned into panic in the blink of an eye.
"Yuxu Palace!! You are..."
Iron Shura's whole body was extremely tense. Without saying a word, he turned around and rushed toward the window.
Monk Hongyan didn't react inexplicably and remained where he was. He didn't know why Tie Shura had such a big reaction.
"I didn't expect that someone would recognize him now..." Ming Yuan's eyes had turned into brass-colored vertical pupils.
Ever since the other force of Zhendao, Yiyuxu Palace, disappeared into the darkness, he originally thought that no one in the world would know this secret.
"It's a pity...now that you know this secret, you still think you can escape?"
Looking at the ignorant and innocent ingredients in front of him, Ming Yuan felt a slight fluctuation in his heart.
He hasn't eaten for a long time. If it hadn't been for this trip, he might have almost forgotten the last time he ate...