Chapter 380 Preaching and Instructing
Inside the Qiankun Palace, Chang Hao and Yuan Shi got along well, while Quan Chang and Quan Sheng rolled their eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.
"At first glance, it looks like a jade flute, but upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a sword within a flute. I appreciate your guidance on the art of sonic attacks, Daoist Master."
"I also thank you, Daoist, for guiding me to find this treasure in the Qiankun Palace. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have discovered the hidden treasure within the Qiankun Palace."
Chang Hao held the jade flute he had found in the Qiankun Palace with great affection. The jade flute was emerald green and full of vitality, a natural spiritual treasure.
"This is what I should do." Yuanshi exuded a chilling aura and touched the jade flute hanging at his waist. Chang Hao had found this jade flute, so he could no longer give away his own flute.
"I usually practice swordsmanship and rarely delve into this path. Thank you for your guidance, Daoist Master. I will certainly study it carefully." Chang Hao knew that Daoist Master Qingwei had taken a risk in teaching him immortal techniques, so he naturally wouldn't be picky. He would learn whatever Daoist Master Qingwei taught him.
Moreover, it can attack from close range, attack from a distance, and attack multiple targets. Master Qingwei has gone to great lengths.
"The way of swords is not difficult, but sonic attacks are ever-changing. Now that your cultivation is still shallow, you should not engage in close combat with swords and spears. Sonic attacks are very suitable for you." As the sage whose cultivation is closest to Hongjun, Yuanshi had already observed a lot in just one day.
Chang Hao has only unsealed his cultivation level as a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but his spiritual energy is inexhaustible, and he is using his true form. If a Da Luo Golden Immortal cannot subdue Chang Hao in one move and instead engages in a protracted battle, it will be the Da Luo Golden Immortal who will ultimately be defeated.
"Thank you for the reminder, Daoist Master. I will certainly work hard. All paths are interconnected, and the flute is no different from a sword." Chang Hao held the jade flute in his hand, glanced at 'Qingwei Zhenren', who had been giving him flowers and carefully teaching him immortal techniques. The Zhenren's ambitions were not small.
Yuanshi was serious about teaching Chang Hao how to protect himself. "The Hongmeng True Scripture that I taught you is powerful and has shaken the primordial world. I have never passed it on to anyone else, so you should pay more attention to it."
Although Yuanshi didn't know if the Jade Purity Primordial True Scripture could unseal Chang Hao's cultivation, even if the true scripture, being of the same origin, couldn't remove the seal on Chang Hao's body, it could still help Chang Hao break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm again, and the Great Luo realm would be within reach.
"Oh? Daoist Master, you've imparted your top-secret cultivation method to me. Could it be that you intend to take me as your disciple?" Chang Hao even changed his self-reference, subtly probing Yuan Shi's intentions. If Daoist Master Qingwei truly intended to take him as a disciple, then he would have no choice but to accept it.
"I will certainly work hard, and if I become your only successor, I will never let you lose face," Chang Hao said deliberately.
Yuan Shi's expression changed slightly. He casually plucked the strings of his zither, and accompanied by a nonsensical tune, a clear, cold voice entered Chang Hao's ears, "I do not accept disciples."
Especially taking on Chang Hao, isn't that just asking for trouble?
"I never said I wanted to become your disciple, why are you so nervous, Daoist?" Chang Hao knelt down beside Yuan Shi. "Actually, I can also play the zither, would you like to hear me, Daoist?"
The jade flute at Yuanshi's waist appeared in his hand, blocking Chang Hao's outstretched hand. It was too close; if he accidentally touched it, his master would laugh.
Yuan Shi changed his position. "Your Majesty, please..." Chang Hao was going to play for him?
Chang Hao's smile was forced as he watched Qingwei Daoist rise aloofly. Was he looking down on him? Was he playing with him, acting so distantly?
Losing interest, Chang Hao stood up. "I must attend to state affairs now. Your music is enchanting, Daoist. Please make yourself at home."
Chang Hao returned to his desk, opened the bamboo slips that had already been processed, and stared blankly into space. It's not easy to like someone, especially when that person is a high-ranking disciple of the Jie Sect with an extraordinary status.
What qualifications does he have to earn the admiration of the chosen ones? His status as emperor? In their eyes, that status is probably the biggest burden.
Liking someone is his own business, why force it? Knowing there's no future, why feign deep affection?
Yuan Shi glanced at the jade flute in his hand. If one loves something deeply, one can feel every little detail. He smiled bitterly. His master's move had left him speechless with bitterness.
Yuanshi sat back down at the zither table, and the clear and melodious sound of the zither rang out in the Qiankun Palace, carrying with it the cold loneliness of the person playing the zither, as well as an imperceptible gentleness.
Chang Hao smiled knowingly, took out his jade flute, not for any other reason than the sound of the zither, and he wanted to keep the person in the palace.
Bigan stormed out of the court to the outside of Qiankun Palace to request an audience. Hearing the harmonious blend of zither and flute music coming from inside Qiankun Palace, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
Shang Rong's expression also changed. In broad daylight, using the zither to bewitch people in the Qiankun Palace—what audacity!
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister and the Prince's Uncle are outside requesting an audience." Quan Chang lowered his eyes. As an official in the inner court, he had to keep his opinions to himself, but he was so frustrated that he could finally speak.
"Summon them." Chang Hao twirled the jade flute in his hand. What was so urgent that Uncle Wang and Shang Rong were doing? Instead of overseeing the supplies for the frontline troops in the court, they were both rushing to the palace to request an audience.
Yuanshi made a move to get up and leave.
"Stay put, we're all on the same side, there's nothing you can't listen to." Smart people tend to overthink things; Chang Hao still believes that Qingwei Zhenren is from the Jie Sect.
They gave him spiritual treasures, helped him find treasures, and even taught him cultivation. They also provided a black lotus to prove his identity. No matter how imaginative Chang Hao was, he never thought that the enemy's grandmaster would come to him to aid the enemy.
Upon hearing Chang Hao's words, Yuan Shi immediately became calm, showing no awareness whatsoever of his current status as the head of the Xiqi Immortal Masters.
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." Bigan and Shang Rong suppressed their anger and bowed.
"My dear minister, there's no need for such formalities." Chang Hao raised his hand to signal the two to rise. These two are clearly up to no good. He glanced at the Taoist priest out of the corner of his eye. He hadn't expected that he too had become a 'lust-obsessed' tyrant.
Bi Gan and Shang Rong straightened up and immediately glared at the kneeling immortal master. They then gasped in shock. They had thought the king was handsome enough, but this man was even more so.
But you can't judge a book by its cover.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that you have placed a celestial master in the palace?" Bigan, having received Shang Rong's signal, spoke up, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"That is true. This immortal master came to protect me on his master's orders. He is not a dangerous person." Chang Hao knew what Bigan wanted to say, but he just didn't respond. Couldn't he just keep him by his side and look at him?
“Your Majesty, your uncle watched you grow up.” So, don’t pretend you don’t know. Bigan doesn’t believe that Your Majesty doesn’t know what it means to be granted residence in the palace.
Chang Hao secretly glanced at 'Master Qingwei', only to see that Master Qingwei's eyes were blank, clearly unaware of what he and Bigan were talking about.
"Uncle, I have never married a queen, nor do I intend to in the future." Chang Hao made this clear, which was just a way of putting down Bi Gan and the others' enthusiasm.
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