"So, what is the current level of cultivation of True Lord Tianyi?" Yi Ming asked.

"It should be between the late Condensation stage and the early Golden Core stage." Zhao Yu said, "His soul has been severely damaged, and his strength has never recovered. However, his foundation is still there after all. Non-Golden Core cultivators are definitely not his match."

"So my task is actually to determine who he is?" Yi Ming continued to ask.

"That's right." Zhao Yu nodded and smiled.

"I was so scared..." Yi Ming patted his chest slightly exaggeratedly, "I was just looking for someone. I thought I was really going to fight against the Golden Core Patriarch."

"You're not afraid now, are you?" Zhao Yu said with a smile.

Yi Ming was of course not afraid. "If it was a desolate mountain, I would still be a little nervous, but Jingtian City is crowded with people. I have been there several times. How could a cultivator like me in the early stage of Condensation Yuan possibly arouse his vigilance?"

He could refuse this mission, and Zhao Yu would not blame him. However, if he did so, Zhao Yu would definitely be disappointed in him. After all, this mission was not actually dangerous.

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Zhao Yu kept smiling, "No."

The living conditions in Jingtian City are obviously better than those in Ji'an City and other places. The upper class is more willing to invest money, and there is no shortage of manpower and material resources. The leftovers from the senior monks are enough for the lower-class people to live happily. Therefore, the street where Yi Ming walks is wide and clean, bustling with people, stalls and vendors everywhere, and the waiters who are soliciting customers shout loudly, for fear that passers-by can't hear them.

"This is the Bamboo Forest by Painter Du."

Yi Ming smiled, fanning himself gently, and walked into the Wanhua Pavilion with the demeanor of a noble young man in troubled times.

"Please, sir!"

But what if he took on this task and completed it? This is a favor to the entire Jinghu Palace. Although Yi Ming will also be rewarded, the relationship is established, and he also has an account with the three Jindan ancestors. Sometimes, if he uses it well, he can also get something out of it!

"Forget it, I'll see when the time comes." Yi Ming didn't know what to choose at this moment. He would wait until he completed this task. If Tianyi Zhenjun was extremely alert and ran away halfway, he would get nothing.

Yi Ming didn't want to give up the thigh he had just held on to so quickly.

"Tsk tsk, the lives of ordinary people in Jingtian City are also very happy." Yi Ming thought to himself.

He was born into an ordinary family and had lived in the mortal areas of Yongping Town and Ji'an City. However, he was in a hurry when he came to Jingtian City several times and did not stay in the mortal areas.

Yi Ming took a breath and said, "Can the technique be used as well?"

And more importantly, even Master Du did not realize that Yi Ming had discovered his background, which proved that Yi Ming could conceal his emotional fluctuations in front of the Jindan Patriarch.

Of course, what she didn't say was that Yi Ming was cautious enough, and acted innocent very well. If she didn't know the inside story, she would have been deceived.

Seeing the middle-aged man with a somewhat stiff face at the door of Wanhua Pavilion, Yi Ming smiled and said, "Although the calligraphy and paintings in Wanhua Pavilion are of varying quality, there are still some that are worth seeing."

If he was hiding here, he would definitely be mixed in the mortal area, so Yi Ming had been wandering around the mortal area of ​​Jingtian City doing nothing these days.

Yi Ming stopped by the roadside, first sniffed, then moved his ears, and then burst into laughter.

Yi Ming was dressed in a white scholar's outfit, with a green jade pendant on his waist and a Xiangfei bamboo folding fan in his hand, walking leisurely on the streets of Jingtian City where ordinary people live.

Participate in the feuds between Jindan monks, wander on the edge of Jindan monks, and enjoy the feeling of accelerated heartbeat...

Yi Ming nodded. He certainly knew the result of being caught by Tianyi Zhenjun, which would be a slap to death. ...

"Yes, some of the birds are painted with great verve."

"Of course, as long as you swear not to tell anyone else." Zhao Yu asked, "But do you need the technique?"

Seven days later, Jingtian City.

"Sir, we have just received a batch of works by calligraphy and painting masters in Wanhua Pavilion. Why don't you come in and appreciate them?"

"Sir, the Queshe Feihua in our Guanque Tower is the best in the city, and our homemade Queshe wine is even softer and more mellow. Come and have a taste!"

"Sir, you look unfamiliar. The girls in our Qionghua Tower are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and their service skills are second to none. Why don't you come in and enjoy yourself?"

"Do you have anything to prepare?" Zhao Yu asked, handing a mother-and-child sound-recording stone to Yi Ming. "If not, then leave as soon as possible. I also need to rush back to Jinghu Palace to inform the two palace masters of this matter and ask them to prepare."

Yi Ming licked his lips, he really didn't expect that visiting his friend not only almost gave him a heart attack, but also dragged him into the struggle between Jindan monks.

After he came to Jingtian City, he did not go to the cultivator area at all. He thought that it was impossible for True Lord Tianyi to be in the cultivator area. After all, Jingtian City was also a big city. The Palace Master of Jinghu Palace might come at any time, or some cultivator with secret skills might find him, or he himself might accidentally reveal a flaw and be discovered.

"This is the Hundred Birds painting by Painter Liu."

"No, it's too fake. Although the painting is a little patchwork, it doesn't show the vitality. It's rubbish."

"If it's an earth-level technique, I really need it." Yi Ming said affirmatively.

"Moreover, you don't have any aura of the major forces in Jing Kingdom. You're like a rootless and casual cultivator. That's why I feel at ease letting you go." Zhao Yu explained.

"The aftertaste of the Queshe wine is quite sour, obviously because too much purple wheat was added during the brewing process. I didn't see the other skills of the girls in Qionghua Tower, but the one who just played "Lianhua Jiuxin" had a very stiff transition in the second bar. As for Wanhua Pavilion..."

"Be careful in everything you do." Zhao Yu still warned, "Don't take out the mother-and-child sound-recording stones in front of him, and don't have any emotional fluctuations in front of him. Tianyi Zhenjun's spiritual awareness is extremely strong and sharp. If there is even the slightest flaw, he will catch it."

not to mention……

It feels quite exciting, doesn't it? "Nothing to prepare." Yi Ming took the mother-and-child sound stone, "I'll leave now."

"Hiss!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and pointed at a painting, "This is Painter Qian's 'Cloud Tiger Roaring at the Sky'."

"Even worse. He must have seen the Cloud Tiger from a distance, right? He only drew the beast's aura and dared to use it to scare people?"

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Judging from the tone of his voice, he is a monk!

(End of this chapter)