Chapter 249 Wuxin and Bai Ziqing, who share similar interests

The sun is rising.

Zeng Anmin walked out of the house yawning.

"Squeak."

His expression froze.

Outside the door, a figure was sitting cross-legged in the yard, sitting very upright.

A faint purple aura emanated from his surroundings.

The breath was like a dreamy color, entering his nose and then slowly exhaled.

It was daytime.

The rising sun shone on the Taoist's face, revealing a sense of peace and tranquility.

Handsome guy.

A little bit worse than me, but still a handsome guy.

Zeng Anmin touched his chin.

After a long time.

Taoist Wuxin slowly opened his eyes.

"The sky is clear, but there are still some things that are not right in the world."

"I have heard of blacksmiths sweating as they hammered, and women embroidering with needles and hiding flowers."

…

The corner of Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

"Master Wuxin, it's time to get up and eat."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Yesterday in the space of Tiandaotu, he chatted with people from Tiandao League in the identity of Black Cat Warrior.

He also knew that they wanted to pull him into the Tiandao League.

At the same time, he learned that Wuxin highly praised him.

"I have been fasting for a long time and don't need to eat."

Wuxin slowly stood up and looked at Zeng Anmin.

There was a hint of fanaticism in those eyes.

"Okay."

Zeng Anmin yawned out of boredom and walked towards the main hall.

"Dad, good morning."

Zeng Anmin saw his father as soon as he entered the main hall.

"Um."

Zeng Shilin had just finished washing up and was reading a book.

Aunt Lin stood up with a smile and pulled out a chair for Zeng Anmin:

"Sit down and eat."

"Okay."

The family started to eat happily.

"Wulian Tianzun."

"I have met Minister Zeng."

Wuxin's figure slowly appeared at the door.

The moment Zeng Shilin saw Wuxin's Taoist robe, he was slightly stunned.

Then he asked:

"A person from the Dao sect?"

"Yes."

Wu Xin nodded slightly, twisted his fingers lightly, then chuckled and lowered his head:

"The beauty of this world lasts only a few decades."

"Lord Zeng exudes an imposing authority, yet a dark aura seems to linger around him."

He slowly raised his head:

"Could it be that Master Zeng has an obsession?"

?

Zeng Shilin frowned.

Then he looked at Zeng Anmin in confusion.

The expression on his face was puzzled.

"Your friend?"

Zeng Anmin shrugged:

"He came last night, saying he was my cousin's nephew, and came to visit us on my cousin's behalf."

"oh?"

When Zeng Shilin heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.

He looked at Wuxin at the door and asked:

"Is Sister Rou all right?"

Sister Rou...

Zeng Anmin searched the memories in his mind.

I remember now, it was my cousin's nickname.

"Master, everything is fine."

After Wuxin answered, he looked towards the house.

When his eyes fell on Hu Zi, a smile appeared between his brows:

"Is this child the closest relative of my uncle?"

"Um."

Zeng Shilin nodded slightly, then looked at Wuxin carefully.

Wuxin could naturally feel the doubt in Zeng Shilin's heart.

He took out a jade pendant from his arms and flicked it lightly.

The jade pendant fell on the table as if it was dragged by a light breeze, without making any sound of collision.

When Zeng Shilin saw the jade pendant, his expression became complicated.

"Sister Rou went to the Dao Sect, and it has been nearly ten years in the blink of an eye."

…

I heard the depression in his tone.

Aunt Lin quickly changed the subject.

"Master, you have come from afar to come to my home. Please sit down and eat."

Aunt Lin had a gentle smile on her face and she winked at the maid.

The maid understood and quickly brought a chair to Wuxin.

"Thank you."

Wu Xin did not refuse and sat next to Zeng Anmin.

…

Zeng Anmin glanced at him:

"Didn't you say you've already gone on a fast?"

Wuxin chuckled:

“Fasting is not about fasting.”

"oh."

Zeng Anmin nodded lightly.

What followed was a greeting between Dad, Taoist Wuxin, and Aunt Lin.

Finished the meal.

Zeng Anmin stood up and walked outside.

"where did you go?"

Taoist Wuxin's figure followed behind Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin glanced at him:

"Go to work."

"I also want to go with you."

Wu Xin hesitated for a moment, then spoke and looked at Zeng Anmin.

Afraid that he would refuse, he spoke again:

"I am a Taoist practitioner and do not care about worldly matters. I will never delay your official duties."

Having said this, he looked at Zeng Anmin seriously and said:

"If there's anything I can do for you, I'm willing to help you."

…

Is this what he meant by his own method?

Zeng Anmin laughed secretly in his heart.

At the end of yesterday’s conversation, everyone in the Tiandao League was discussing how to get Zeng Anmin into the Tiandao League.

The boy said that he had his own way.

That’s it?

Just treat it like a dog-skin plaster and follow me stubbornly?

"Um."

Zeng Anmin nodded calmly and slowly walked towards the Ningguo Mansion.

Yesterday, only half of the confiscation work at the Ningguo Mansion was done.

Going to finish it all today.

"Second Master!"

Zeng Anmin had just stepped into the Ningguo Mansion.

Many grapes saluted him.

They are all direct descendants of Bai Ziqing.

"This is..."

You Tizi glanced hesitantly at Taoist Wuxin behind Zeng Anmin.

"My little follower."

Zeng Anmin replied casually and glanced at Wuxin.

Wuxin's face froze.

He opened his mouth to say something.

But when he saw Zeng Anmin's indifferent eyes, he swallowed his words back.

"Second Master, please."

…

After arriving at the inner courtyard.

Zeng Anmin looked at the grape farmers who were busy moving things.

He coughed.

"Still no clues?"

Zeng Anmin frowned and looked at the grapes and asked.

He couldn't believe that in such a huge Duke's Mansion, there wouldn't be a single clue to be found.

It's really hard to justify.

"Report to the Second Master."

You Tizi came out with an embarrassed look on his face, lowering his head and said:

"We also had brothers on duty here last night, but we certainly didn't find what you were looking for."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

"Okay."

He waved his hand and walked forward.

Wuxin followed him naturally.

"Brother Quan Fu."

Bai Ziqing's voice rang out.

Zeng Anmin turned his head and looked over.

Bai Ziqing was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, and was coming towards this side calmly.

When he stopped in front of Zeng Anmin.

He glanced at Wuxin in surprise.

"This Taoist priest is..."

Zeng Anmin was about to speak.

Then Wuxin gently drew out a green sword from his back.

He stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly on Qingfeng.

“Ding~”

"Listen, the sound of the sword falling is the heaven making its move."

After saying this, Wu Xin looked at Bai Ziqing opposite him calmly:

"The world is a chess game with no end."

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his head and looked up into the sky:

"I am Wuxin, the closed disciple of the Sword Sect Master of my Taoist sect."

"May I ask your Excellency who is..."

The corner of Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

Such a familiar line.

only……

What he didn't expect was.

After hearing Wuxin's words, Bai Ziqing's face suddenly flashed with surprise...

His face suddenly turned serious.

“Swish!!!”

He suddenly closed the folding fan in his hand.

"Drawing a sword and laughing, I travel the world! My ambition can swallow the universe, and my chivalrous spirit can withstand the wind and frost!"

He recited this poem with great charm, his eyes looking down upon him, and he gently clasped his fists towards Wuxin:

"Imperial City Northern Commander Bai Ziqing, your courtesy."

Hear what he said.

Wuxin's face suddenly lit up:

"Bai Ziqing..."

Bai Ziqing also looked at him, his eyes also very bright:

"Wu Xin..."

hiss~

Zeng Anmin took a breath of cold air.

No, what are you two doing?!

"Brother Quan Fu, since you know such an extraordinary person, why didn't you introduce him to me earlier?!"

Bai Ziqing looked towards Zeng Anmin.

There was a hint of complaint in the voice.

"Brother Bai, please don't blame me."

"Although I met Du Kang late, a cup of his can still soothe my sorrow of separation."

"I just met Brother Anmin last night."

Wuxin's face was serious as he slowly looked towards Bai Ziqing.

A look of realization crossed Bai Ziqing's face.

He looked at Wuxin seriously and solemnly:

"Master Wuxin, although this is our first meeting, Ziqing feels at ease and feels like we've known each other for a long time."

"So do I."

Wuxin looked at Bai Ziqing with burning eyes.

"Master Wuxin!"

"Bai Tidu!"

…

Zeng Anmin felt like he was getting goosebumps all over his body.

"You two can keep chatting while I go look somewhere else."

Zeng Anmin glanced at the two of them.

Then he walked forward.

His departure was not even noticed by the two.

"Da, da, da."

Zeng Anmin was walking in a pavilion in the Ningguo Mansion.

He slowly walked to the pavilion and sat down.

His eyes became solemn.

"What secrets does the Ningguo Mansion have?"

"All the evidence of crimes committed over the years is nowhere to be found."

“Unusual.”

“Too weird.”

He took a deep breath.

There was a solemn look in his eyes.

He sat in the pavilion and thought for a long time.

His brows were furrowed.

Just when his thoughts were wandering.

A heartless voice sounded:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Zeng Anmin slowly looked up.

Wuxin was walking towards this side with a satisfied smile on his face.

It can be seen that he was having a very pleasant chat with Bai Ziqing.

"How can you help with official business?"

Zeng Anmin glanced at him.

"Oh."

Wuxin raised his head proudly, his chin slightly raised:

"I learned to read at the age of three, entered the Dao at the age of five, cultivated Qi at the age of seven, established my foundation at the age of nine, achieved the Golden Elixir at the age of twelve, and realized the Primordial Spirit at the age of eighteen. Now, at the age of twenty-four, I have entered the fourth level of the Dao Enlightenment Realm, and my lifespan is eight hundred years."

"The Supreme Being can fly freely between heaven and earth on a sword."

"You can use your spirit to investigate everything."

"This world is so big, where can't we go?"

“I am like a wisp of fresh breeze, dancing in the brightest scenery of the world.”

"Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the vicissitudes of the world..."

"etc."

Zeng Anmin suddenly looked up at Wuxin:

"Tell me, what can your spirit do?"

Wu Xin was interrupted by Zeng Anmin, and was stunned for a moment and said:

"The Primordial Spirit is a magical power derived from the fifth level of our Dao sect. When cultivated to the peak, one can explore the Nine Heavens Celestial Palace and hear the sound of the Nine Netherworlds..."

"What about you? What level have you reached in your cultivation now?"

Zeng Anmin stared at Wuxin intently.

"With the divine consciousness spread out, nothing within a hundred feet can escape his control."

Wuxin stood proudly.

"good!"

Zeng Anmin stood up suddenly, looking at Wuxin with burning eyes:

"Come and help me!"

"Let's investigate. Are there any hidden mechanisms in this Duke's Mansion that are difficult for ordinary people to discover?"

Wuxin pursed his lips.

An embarrassment appeared on his face.

He looked around and then whispered:

"To expand my spiritual consciousness, I need to summon my primordial spirit, but my primordial spirit is weak. In this mortal world, I need a magic weapon to protect it..."

"Besides, this is in the capital of the Holy Dynasty. The country is flourishing, and there is the Xuanzhen Division suppressing it. If my soul is out of my body for too long, I am afraid that it will be hurt by the pressure of the national destiny..."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, patted Wuxin's shoulder with his hand, and his face was serious:

"The Way of Heaven is to reduce the excess and provide for the deficiency; the Way of Man is different; it reduces the deficiency to provide for the excess."

“Truthful words are not beautiful, beautiful words are not true; the good do not argue, the arguers are not good.”

…

Wuxin took a deep breath.

He took out a pen and paper from his pocket very seriously.

He wrote down everything Zeng Anmin said, stroke by stroke.

After a long time, he put away the paper and pen.

His eyes were extremely serious:

"But, it just so happens that I have a magic weapon given by my master."

"Protecting the soul is no problem."

"It's up to you!" Zeng Anmin looked at him deeply and said;

"Take a thorough look at the entire Ningguo Mansion!"

"Tell me immediately if you find anything!"

"good!"

Wuxin took a deep breath.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"out!"

As he spoke.

A glass lamp slowly rose from the belt around his waist.

It covered three feet above his head.

As the glass lamp reflects a gentle light.

It enveloped his entire body.

The next moment.

Zeng Anmin saw a transparent figure leaping out from Wuxin's purple palace!

The figure disappeared in a flash.

Even if Zeng Anmin used all his eyesight, he could not see anything.

He frowned, then mobilized the righteous energy in his body.

"Buzz."

A righteous spirit entered his eyes.

Only then did I see it clearly.

Above Wuxin's body.

His soul was seen clearly by Zeng Anmin.

Well……

Zeng Anmin's old face turned red.

The soul...

Of course there are no clothes.

I accidentally saw Wuxin naked.

His soul stood in the air.

Close your eyes.

It seemed as if thousands of silk threads were slowly extending in all directions.

Zeng Anmin found it boring.

He then put away his righteous spirit.

Then sit here and wait quietly.

After a long time.

The light of the glass lamp dimmed.

It was accidentally taken into the mustard seed space.

He also slowly opened his eyes.

"Have you found it?!"

Zeng Anmin flashed in front of him, his eyes solemn.

Wuxin suddenly looked up.

His eyes were fixed on the pavilion.

The top of the pavilion.

There is an extremely complex pattern.

"There's something fishy going on!"

A heartless voice murmured.

Hear what he said.

Zeng Anmin's eyes suddenly lit up.

I told you!

"Hurry up and tell me."

He couldn't wait to look at Wuxin.

Wuxin slowly stood up.

"Hiss~"

His body staggered violently.

Zeng Anmin was quick to support him.

"Beijing is a place of destiny and dragon veins, so the consumption of glass lamps is too great."

Wuxin showed a trace of palpitations on his face:

"Master is right. We should not reveal our true spirit easily."

He swallowed his saliva in the direction of Xuanzhensi:

"I felt a pair of eyes there, looking at me playfully."

“So strong!”

Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

Nonsense, I can even see your soul.

Master Xu Tianshi must be able to sense it as well.

(End of this chapter)