Chapter 64 Bad Fate

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Outside the Southwest Palace, the monk came over, looked at the palace in front of him, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the two soldiers in front of the palace, and said politely:

"Amitabha, the two generals and the poor monk want to see the princess. Can you inform me on your behalf?"

"You want to see the princess?"

In front of the palace, the two soldiers looked at each other, and one of them spoke and asked.

"Yes, the poor monk knows the whereabouts of Princess Qingqing and wants to inform the princess." The monk said.

When the two soldiers heard this, they laughed loudly and said, "Monk, if you want to defraud the bounty, you must inquire carefully before coming. The princess has been back for several days. It is too late to defraud the bounty now!"

"The princess has returned home?"

The monk heard this, his expression became slightly condensed, and he said, "Is this true?"

"How can this be false? Monk, go quickly. For the sake of your reputation as a monk, I will spare you this time and never do it next time!"

One of the soldiers responded, and then began to attack people impatiently.

The monk was pushed back a step and looked at the palace in front of him, his expression becoming more solemn.

Strangely, Princess Qingqing is obviously dead.

Could it be that this matter is related to the evil spirit in the palace just now?

Thinking of this, the monk turned around and left in front of the palace, standing across the street, waiting silently.

He wanted to see if a demon really appeared in the palace!

At the same time, quarrels broke out in the inner courtyard of the palace. Not long after, the girl rushed out of the door and trotted to the water pavilion in the palace.

In the pavilion, Sanzang, who was practicing, opened his eyes and saw the angry girl running beside him. He asked with confusion on his face, "Princess, what happened?"

"I'm furious!"

Qingqing looked aggrieved and said, "The princess actually asked me to go to the Great Shang Capital to marry some eldest prince!"

After Sanzang heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Princess, the princess is your mother, why do you call her so?"

Qingqing looked startled, and then said with a guilty conscience, "Aren't I angry?"

"Princess, although the young monk is a monk, he has heard that in the world, marriages are ordered by parents and matchmakers. The marriage arranged by the princess must have been carefully selected. Why are you so angry?" Sanzang asked. Explain.

"I do not like!"

Qingqing said angrily, "I want to marry the person I like."

Having said this, Qingqing looked at the little monk beside her and said, "Monk, please take me away. I don't like anyone but you!"

"Amitabha!"

When Sanzang heard the words, he recited the Buddha's name and said, "Sin, sin, princess, please don't talk nonsense like this. The young monk is a monk and has dedicated his whole life to my Buddha."

"What's wrong with monks? Can't monks have someone they like?" Qingqing said angrily.

"cannot."

Sanzang shook his head firmly and responded.

"I do not care!"

Qingqing hugged the former's arm again and said, "I don't want to marry any eldest prince anyway."

Sanzang frowned, struggled to break away, stood up immediately, clasped his hands together and bowed, and said, "Amitabha, princess, the young monk is really leaving!"

After saying that, Sanzang turned around and prepared to leave.

"Monk, if you want to leave, I will jump down."

From behind, Qingqing spoke, her expression became serious, and she said.

Sanzang paused for a moment, with a look of hesitation on his childishly white face. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and continued walking forward.

"Plop!"

At this moment, the sound of falling water sounded from behind, so harsh.

Sanzang heard the movement behind him and hurriedly turned around, only to see that the pavilion behind him was now empty.

"Princess Princess!"

With an anxious look on Sanzang's face, he walked quickly towards the pavilion and jumped down without any hesitation.

Not long after, Sanzang emerged from the water with a girl in his arms and tried hard to drag the girl to the pavilion.

"Princess Princess!"

In the pavilion, Sanzang shook the unconscious girl vigorously and shouted anxiously.

"Monk."

After a few breaths, Qingqing coughed a few times, opened her eyes weakly, grabbed the former's clothes with her delicate hands, and said, "Don't leave."

"Princess, why are you doing this?" Sanzang said with a sigh.

Qingqing grabbed the former's clothes tightly, closed her eyes, and refused to let go no matter what.

Sanzang was silent, looking at the pitiful girl in front of him. For some reason, a complex emotion arose in his heart.

My God, what should he do?

Not far away, the princess who heard her daughter falling into the water came hurriedly, happened to see the scene in the pavilion, and frowned.

"princess."

From behind, a servant came forward and saluted respectfully.

"Immediately arrange the carriage and manpower to go to the capital, and send the princess to the capital tomorrow." The princess said solemnly.

"yes!"

The servant accepted the order and left quickly.

On the water bank, the princess looked at the pavilion in front of her. After a moment, she snorted coldly and turned away.

Bad fate!

On the second day, at dawn, the carriage and the farewell team had arrived in front of the palace, preparing to take the princess to the capital of Great Shang.

In the palace, the quarrel resounded again, this time it was even more intense.

The princess's attitude was very firm and she had no intention of compromising.

Half an hour later, Qingqing left the inner courtyard angrily, wanting to go to the water pavilion again.

However, the officers and soldiers in the mansion stopped him.

"Princess Princess, it's time to leave!"

The general who had taken Qingqing back home stepped forward and said respectfully.

"I'm not going to the capital!" Qingqing said angrily.

"The princess's order cannot be violated. Princess, I have offended you!"

The general said something, then looked at the two soldiers in front and motioned to take the princess away.

"Let me go!"

Qingqing was furious, green light flashed in her eyes, and she was about to resist, when she suddenly stopped and saw the young monk not far away.

As a result, Qingqing's body suddenly softened and she no longer resisted.

Not far away, Sanzang looked at the princess being taken away by the royal guards, with unbearable eyes flashing.

"Little monk, even if I die, I will not marry that eldest prince."

Under the coercion of the two royal guards, Qingqing opened her mouth and whispered something, not too loud, but so firm.

Ten steps away, Sanzang trembled when he heard Qingqing's words. Although his expression remained calm, he was struggling more and more in his heart.

In front of the palace, Qingqing was put into a carriage by the palace guards and set off immediately without any delay.

The carriage rumbled, escorted by the royal guards, and they rushed towards the great merchant capital.

Across the street, the monk looked at Princess Qingqing getting into the carriage with a strange look on his face.

Strange, there is no smell of blood, isn't it a demon?

Monsters eat humans, and their bloody smell cannot be concealed, making them easy to identify.

However, the girl just now did not have such a bloody smell.

Thinking of this, the monk hesitated for a moment and followed behind the convoy.

We can only take a look at the situation first, and then look for opportunities to identify it carefully.

Not long after the palace team left, Sanzang walked out in front of the palace, looking at the motorcade in the distance, silent, with a look full of struggle.

"Amitabha."

For a long time, Sanzang chanted the Buddha's name and made up his mind.

The princess has a strong character, and if she is pushed into a hurry, she might actually commit suicide.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, he can't really ignore it!

Sanzang convinced himself in this way, and immediately followed him.

Half a day later, the royal team drove out of the royal city and headed towards the large commercial capital in the east.

Behind the team, Sanzang followed from a distance, not wanting Princess Qingqing to find him.

In the carriage, Qingqing kept opening the curtain and looking back, trying to find that familiar figure.

However, I looked several times and still didn’t see it.

A hint of sadness flashed across Qingqing's beautiful face. Didn't he follow?

Just when Qingqing Commandery left for the capital city of Great Shang, the capital city had already become very lively because of the upcoming opening of the Book of Heaven.

For several days, everyone's eyes have been fixed on Taixue Palace, waiting for the moment when the Heavenly Book is truly opened.

The ninth day!

In the west wing of Li Garden, extremely arrogant laughter rang out and spread throughout the entire mansion.

"I finally made it! Hahaha!"

At the end of the red line formation, Li Ziye stood with his arms crossed, head tilted back, laughing so arrogantly that his chin almost reached the sky.

In the inner courtyard, Zhang Sloppy heard the unbeatable laughter in the west wing, and a strange look flashed across his old face.

The third form of the Flying Immortal Technique was actually mastered by him in the first level!

Although this boy's cultivation resources are enviable, the fact that he was able to master the third form of the Flying Immortal Technique in just over a month cannot be ignored.

Being able to chew that bitter and astringent medicine like a carrot to restore the vitality, this kid is really cruel when he goes crazy.

He felt disgusted just looking at that thing. Not to mention eating it, he didn't know how the kid swallowed it.

However, the rewards from practicing the third form of the Flying Immortal Technique are also huge, which means that this kid is truly qualified to challenge the younger generation of masters from now on.

Although they are still far behind the peerless geniuses such as Bai Wangyu and Yan Xiaoyu, there are still a few Bai Wangyu and Yan Xiaoyu in the world.

"Congratulations, Brother Li."

In the west wing, Bai Wangyu looked at the young man who was about to fly in front of him and smiled.

"low profile!"

Li Ziye put his hands on his hips and laughed, "I am indeed a genius."

"Brother Li, do you want to give it a try?"

Bai Wangyu took out the Taiyi Sword and smiled.

"Well."

When Li Ziye heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he said with a smile, "Forget it, there's no need."

"Hey, it doesn't hurt to give it a try. In martial arts, you need to compete regularly to understand how far you have reached." Bai Wangyu said with a smile.

"roll!"

Li Ziye saw the smile on the former's face and immediately understood that Little Red Riding Hood was deliberately irritating him, and said with an unhappy look, "Old Bai, you are getting worse and worse!

Wasn't he just a little proud, too much, too much!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, over the capital, the bell suddenly rang again. This time, it rang three times in a row, shaking the entire capital.

"The Book of Heaven is open!"

Everyone looked at Taixue Palace and said in a condensed voice.

In the west chamber, when Bai Wangyu heard the bells ringing over the capital, his expression condensed, and he looked in the direction of the Imperial Academy, and said, "The Book of Heaven is open, Brother Li, let's go!"

After saying that, Bai Wangyu waved his hand, put away the Taiyi Sword, and walked towards the outside of the west chamber.

"So urgent."

Li Ziye was startled, then quickly recovered his mind and quickly chased after him.

Too learned.

The book of heaven appears, the awe-inspiring righteousness surges, and the brilliance illuminates the heaven and earth.

In the dazzling white light, a stone tablet loomed. The stone tablet was somewhat broken, but it gave people an indescribable pressure.

In front of the Book of Heaven, the Confucian leader stood quietly, looking at the stone tablet in front of him, a little light flashing in his old eyes.

This time, who will be able to engrave his name on the Book of Heaven?

In the coldest night of winter, monsters eat people. The world needs variables, variables that can change everything!