When he returned to the hall again, Cheng Qian's mood was completely different from before.
I feel so much emotion.
Not long ago, several Jindan Zhenren were chatting in the hall, but now there are only two foundation-building cultivators standing there quietly.
We saw some relief in each other's eyes for surviving the disaster.
"You guys are here."
"Your Highness."
"Zhu Yun, his mind is too complicated; Liu Hun'en, he values himself and seeks personal gain; Quan Liming, he has great ambitions but little talent."
"All three were unworthy of the important roles, and in the end, they all fell into the trap of their own shortcomings."
"I hope you two will take this as a warning and stick to your original intentions when you go to the Imperial City."
The Ninth Prince seemed to be expressing his feelings about the three Jindan realm cultivators.
An Guangli didn't think much about it, as he had not experienced those things.
But "Cheng Qian" is different, he is the person involved.
I thought more at this moment. Those three monks must have been abandoned by the Ninth Prince, or given a chance.
For example, let them decide whether to follow to the ruins.
Maybe that will be the real test.
Because he was in his original form at that time, he did not have the courage to take the risk himself, but instead he entered the core circle of the Ninth Prince by accident.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be sad. You must continue on the path you have chosen."
"Cheng Qian" remains so calm and points directly to the essence of the problem.
"Okay, let's not talk about them. Get ready and follow me to the Imperial City in a few days."
“That’s where our stage belongs.”
"I am willing to share your worries, Your Highness." An Guangli was naturally very happy.
In the imperial dynasty, those who learned the literary and martial arts were sold to the imperial family, followed by the aristocratic families, and then the powerful families.
This is because those of them who have average talent in cultivation can only rely on some planning to find a way out for future cultivators.
Only in the imperial dynasty can they have room to exist.
An Guangli was very happy to be the Ninth Prince's adviser, as it meant he would have the opportunity to go further.
"Your Highness, Cheng Qian is not very talented and has little knowledge. It is difficult for him to make progress in his cultivation. I am afraid that he cannot provide you with much help."
The Ninth Prince frowned.
"But did you deliberately ignore me before, which made you unhappy?"
"Your Highness, you are overthinking. I can still sense your protectiveness towards Cheng. To be honest, Your Highness, I do have a master, but I encountered misfortune while traveling abroad. Now I am actually running out of energy and my time is coming soon."
"Then you can follow me to the Imperial City. I'm sure there will be a way to cure it."
"Thank you, Your Highness. I am seriously ill and cannot be cured, but I can introduce a senior brother to you."
"He is a man of extraordinary talent, and has a very high talent for cultivation. However, he is a bit unruly and his mind is not on cultivation. Otherwise, he would have inherited the mantle of my master long ago. He sent me a message a while ago saying that he was traveling nearby."
"If Your Highness does not mind, I am willing to introduce you to you with my life as a guarantee."
"How does that senior brother compare to you, sir?"
The Ninth Prince is very realistic. After all, in the dynasty, the level of cultivation is also extremely important.
"A hundred times worse."
"Sir, are you exaggerating?"
"Whether you believe it or not, Your Highness, you will know after you meet each other. Besides..."
"Besides what?"
Cheng Qian smiled bitterly, "Besides, I don't know if he is willing to lend a hand to Your Highness. I can't influence his thoughts. I can only explain the situation."
"Now that you mention it, I'm somewhat interested." With a flip of his hand, a golden talisman appeared in his hand.
"This is my token. You can bring it to the Imperial City to find me, whether it's you or your senior brother."
"Your Highness is magnanimous."
While they were talking in the prince's residence, Cheng Qian had already arrived in Tianhua County.
The spirit stones were taken from the courtyard that had been arranged long ago.
Then he left Tianhua County leisurely.
With the help of the teleportation formation, he left the Bibo Mansion.
After teleporting several times, they stopped in a city.
There are no princes living in fiefdoms here; this is the world of aristocratic families.
The living environment of the monks became even worse.
Exploitation is everywhere.
After renting a small courtyard, Cheng Qian waited quietly.
Along the way, he spent a lot of money to buy three golden elixirs and some healing pills.
In the dynasty, these resources are not strategic-level cultivation resources.
It’s just a little more expensive.
As long as you have spirit stones and spirit crystals, you can buy them in several stores.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.
As soon as he left Tianhua County, Dou Zhengyuan's old father went to the small courtyard.
After searching for a while, he found nothing, so he sighed and left.
He received news that County Magistrate Chen was 99% likely dead in the ruins.
Of such a huge ruins, only a handful of people came out in the end.
It is said that the Ninth Prince's guards went crazy and killed people in there because the Ninth Prince was assassinated.
Both the monks and the guards suffered heavy losses.
He originally thought that the Lingshi County Magistrate would have some backup plans in this villa, but he didn't expect that there was nothing there.
It seems that all the spiritual stones he has collected over the years are on him.
I just don’t know who benefits from this.
Dou Zhengyuan also returned to Tianhua County a few days later.
Without staying long, I had to go out again.
"Son, don't go there. I've seen that villa, and there's nothing inside."
"How could you...how could you do this?"
"What you said is true. The person is gone. Spiritual stones and cultivation resources are only useful in the hands of the living. Why would they just gather dust in the hands of the dead?"
"Master Chen treats me well."
"I didn't say anything bad about him. If he were still alive, I would definitely respect him, but now he's gone."
"How can you be sure that the master must have died in there?"
"Zhengyuan, you have stayed in Qianyuan County for so many days, you should know better than me. We are cultivators, isn't it normal for us to live and die?"
This statement was indeed true. After he confirmed it again and again in Qianyuan County, he had to believe this fact.
"Hmph, I won't go to the other courtyard. I have something important to do in the capital."
"Okay, okay, whatever you want. By the way, I asked the old ancestor for help. The old ancestor is going to give you a push. Get ready to take over as the county magistrate."
"I'm leaving." Dou Zhengyuan did not give a direct answer, but left home in a huff.
"Hey, you're still giving your father the cold shoulder."
A few days later, Dou Zhengyuan looked at the small shop in front of him and recalled what Lord Chen had said to him.
"Boss, I'm here to get something."
"Cheng Qian" lay on the recliner, swaying back and forth, thinking about the methods of forming the golden elixir he had bought.
Hearing this familiar voice, he knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.
"Who are you......."
"Shopkeeper, I am from Qianyuan County, Tianhua County, and I am here to pick up something that my master left behind."
"Your master?"
"Your Excellency the County Magistrate, Chen Shiyan."
"Why didn't he come?"
"My Lord may have met with an accident in the ruins."
"Alas, what a pity! Fellow Daoist Chen is so talented and has unique ideas. What a pity."
After saying that, Dou Zhengyuan handed over the talisman that Chen Shiyan left for him.
Cheng Qian took it.
In fact, you can give it as soon as you see the person. It doesn’t matter whether it complies with the talisman or not. It’s just to make the process seem more complete.
He slapped his hand towards the storage bag.
Three jade slips appeared in front of Dou Zhengyuan.
"Here's the stuff, take it."
Dou Zhengyuan didn't want to waste any more time, so he took the things away, thanked him and said goodbye.
Cheng Qian looked at his departing figure and said, "I don't know how many surprises you can bring."
What he recorded in it were all serious "supreme laws" that could change the world.
Deep down in his heart, he hopes to shine here. After all, he is too lonely in this world.
I looked back at the worthless books in the room.
This was the most comfortable and rewarding period of time since he came into this world.
Without any more attachment, he closed the shop and left the city.
He planned to go to a place not far from his main body and then get rid of this experience baby.
Then it will be convenient for him to quickly get the talisman in his hand.
Another consideration was out of caution. Who knew that old silver coin of the Ninth Prince had not tampered with the talisman? He followed him and found out some things.
For example, the master he made up, or his senior brother, might even not trust him very much, all of which are possible.
The royal family members have a common disease, which is suspicion, and most of them are extremely suspicious.
Fucheng, vassal residence.
"Your Highness, he teleported away."
"Arrange someone to follow."
"Your Highness, do you suspect him?"
"The situation is pressing, so we have to be on guard. My good brothers won't let me rest and recover in peace. We have to minimize the risk."
The Ninth Prince thought for a moment and then spoke again.
"Don't alarm him, just follow him."
"yes."
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