Corruption is mostly caused by corruption. If we dig deeper and investigate more thoroughly, we don’t know how many people will be implicated. But He Lingchuan felt that Imperial Master Shuangye would not be provoked so easily.
"Also, Qing Gong has been closely watched by Zhaixing Tower recently." Fang Canran said with a smile.
"The elixir of life is Bai Ziqi's pursuit. There has been no progress so far. Tiangong is very unwilling. At this time, Qinggong must be more restrained." He Lingchuan said with emotion: "The opponent is too strong." It is said that the power of God is unpredictable, and the representative of Tiangong It is the highest will of this country.
Whoever it stares at or hits will crawl to the ground and remain motionless. Even as noble as a national master, I dare not offend it.
If he had another opponent, Qingyang Imperial Master would not have been suppressed like this. He raised his glass and said, "Here, let's drink." Just as the last bit of mead in the jar was finished, Fang Canran left and said, "I've been out for a long time. It's time for me to go back." He Lingchuan stood up and said, "Aren't you going to stay for dinner? "
"No, I remembered that Dunyuan had something urgent to do."
"Okay, I'll see Mr. Fang off." Walking from the pier to the main entrance, the two of them were silent along the way.
At this moment, Fu Shanyue returned to Pianxiang Villa and was startled when he saw Fang Canran: "Manager Fang? What kind of wind brings you to me?" Fang Canran saluted him: "Your Highness, Mr. He is in Dunyuan. Order a treasure and I'll deliver it to him. It's getting late, so I'll go back first."
"Okay, okay, I won't send it off." Fang Canran smiled at He Lingchuan again: "Master He, we will meet again later." He Lingchuan raised his hand to say goodbye.
See you later? Of course. Fu Shanyue watched Fang Canran's carriage leave and asked He Lingchuan, "What did he give you?"
"Send it?" He Lingchuan rolled his eyes,
"He sold me a toy that was ridiculously expensive, costing nine thousand six hundred taels of silver!"
"What the hell?"
"A dreamland." Fushan said more curiously: "A miser like you, who spends ten thousand taels to buy a toy?"
"I'm just asking, who knows that he really has it and even brought it to my door personally. Can I say no?" He Lingchuan suddenly smiled and said to Fu Shanyue,
"How about I resell it to you?"
"I have a big head. I want this?" There must be something wrong with it, but Fushan was too lazy to care.
"You can keep it for yourself. By the way, the Caohai event hosted by the Zhongsun family will be held soon. Send the invitation to me and I will acknowledge it for you." He Lingchuan clicked his tongue twice: "The Zhongsun family But it’s true, Zhongsun’s livelihood and death are unknown, so they still have the intention to engage in activities now?”
"This is the tradition of Lingxu City. It happens every two years and has lasted for hundreds of years. Does his family dare to let this tradition end in his own hands?" Fushan Yue said sadly,
"In comparison, how big a deal is Zhong Sunmou's life and death?" He Lingchuan shrugged: "By the way, have you made any progress in instigating the prince?" Fu Shanyue chuckled: "No, but I went to the university again this afternoon. I went to Sinong's house and stayed there for two hours. Old man Yao wanted to escape on the pretext of official business, but I stopped him."
"Did you take everyone with you?" There were very few Chiyan guards in Zhuangzi today. He Lingchuan knew at a glance that Fu Shanyue had called everyone out.
Is this the third time Fu Shanyue has been to Yao Mansion?
"Uh-huh, take them all to Da Sinong's Mansion. I'll have tea inside while they wait outside." Chi Yan's guards were all dressed in bright clothes. They only had to carry flags, put up banners, and beat gongs and drums to tell us that we were going to Da Sinong. The Sinong family is here.
The Yao Mansion was originally a first-class wealthy family in Lingxu City. It was usually bustling with people and cars. Now dozens of Chiyan guards have blocked half of the main gate. Everyone sees it and understands it in their hearts.
Prince Chiyan just went to the Yao Mansion to stir up troubles, create topics for himself, and stir up excitement. But the emperor acquiesced, so what could others say?
And the people of Lingxu City really do this. Many dignitaries even sent special personnel to stay at Pianxiang Villa to see what kind of tricks Prince Chiyan could do next time he went to Yao Mansion.
I heard that Yao Xingning had been violent once. She wanted to come to Fushanyue for a while, but her father strictly guarded her and restrained her.
Cen Boqing, the son-in-law of the Yao family, killed monsters and obtained pearls in Chiyan, and also murdered the special envoy of Chiyan. The Yao family was already very passive in this matter, and with the suspicion of instigating the prince to murder and arson, Da Sinong felt overwhelmed.
At this time, he had to keep a low profile, and he had to endure the laughter and curses of Prince Chi Yan, and he must not let his daughter stir up any trouble again.
Fu Shanyue stretched out: "In seven or eight days, I will go to him again to get the results." He Lingchuan rarely told Fu Shanyue: "Be careful."
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." He Lingchuan went back to his yard to practice martial arts after dinner. The two consecutive explosions of Emperor's Liquid Slurry gradually revived the aura of heaven and earth, making his practice easier.
At this time, the first Dantian was basically filled with the true power of the liquid, and he began to fill the second Dantian. Even the clone technique has made progress. The duration has been increased from the original twelve breaths to twenty breaths, and it can be up to twenty feet away from the main body.
Of course, the real power consumed has further increased, but for him now, it is easily affordable.
After playing with the gun for half an hour, He Lingchuan's body was steaming with heat, but he still didn't feel sleepy. The tiger was lying on the tree looking at it because its claws were itching. It jumped down from the tree in two steps, roared loudly, and pounced on it.
For a moment, his yard was very lively with the shadow of a tiger-clawed gun. Jiao Yu is usually as lazy as if he has no bones. He can lie down but never stand. However, a slap can easily exert a force of three thousand kilograms. When he is at his peak, he can lift twice as much, and he can shoot his claws eight times in one second by opening his bow from left to right. The attack looks like a series of afterimages to outsiders.
Then, people may disappear. It is more powerful than Uncle Da. Both of them have the signature skill of "Tiger Fright" and are born with the aura of a king, suppressing other creatures to death.
A gardener happened to be walking by outside, and suddenly he heard the roar of a ferocious tiger. His heart almost jumped out of his chest, and all the things in his hands fell to the ground.
He Lingchuan has been with it for a long time, so he is not afraid of it, but Jiao Yu's strength and agility are better than Meng Shan's, but he has fewer moves - the moves of monsters have always been more expensive than more expensive, and if you practice them to the extreme, they will always Will return to nature.
The nearby Tongxin Guards were all attracted and stared at each other for a while, dazzled and pale at the sight of each other. Although it was just a sparring match between man and tiger, the battle at this time was already more intense than when He Lingchuan fought Uncle Da at the ruins of Thousand Stars City.
Uncle Da had developed the magical power of ice, but Jiao Yu was born with the ability to control the wind. Therefore, although he was bigger than Nai's father, he was lighter and more agile.
Finally, it opened its mouth wide and lunged at He Lingchuan, who raised his gun and blocked it in front of him. Jiao Yu's fangs were all placed on the wooden gun pole. Then his head shook and the pole broke.
He Lingchuan hugged its head and shouted: "Foul, foul! I didn't use the Dragon Spear!" Jiao Yu put away his paws, and He Lingchuan held down its shoulders instead.
One person and one tiger struggled for a long time, and finally He Lingchuan was pushed back several steps by the tiger and lost. Both sides lay on the ground, both exhausted.
Jiao Yu stuck out her tongue and panted harder than a dog. Excluding the last period of hand-to-hand combat, it knew very well that it was no longer a match for He Lingchuan.
well. Since the battle with Fan Sheng in He Palace, the special envoy's cultivation seems to have made great strides forward again. He Lingchuan collected his sweat for a while, then patted Jiao Yu on the forehead: "Let's go and take a bath in the lake." After entering the water, he lay on the tiger's back and was lazy.
When he climbed out of the lake, the tiger also came out of the water to shake its fur and splash his head and face happily.
"Oh, I'll go!" He Lingchuan went back to the house and changed into clean clothes. He asked him in the mirror: "Did you and the guy named Fang play some charades?"
"Yeah." He Lingchuan grabbed a towel and wiped his hair.
"He may have something to do with the old friend I met in the City of the Dead."
"Your old friend in the City of the Dead?" Mirror pondered for a moment.
"Hey, that must have been more than a hundred years ago?" He Lingchuan nodded. The mirror is clear. No wonder the master has to be cautious and test it. It’s hard to predict a person’s heart, let alone after more than a hundred years.
He Lingchuan took a sip of hot water and recalled his conversation with Fang Canran in the afternoon. Generally speaking, if descendants do not agree with the ideals of their ancestors, they will not keep the ancestral signet ring on their hands, and they will not remember the year when it was cast so clearly - this is mostly the result of their parents' advice.
But He Lingchuan still didn't know what Fang Canran was thinking. The mirror asked, "Why test him if you're not sure?"
"Because, I still have to find a way to find some help." He Lingchuan let out a long sigh.
"The current situation is too difficult." As a pure outsider, his goal is too difficult, and his plan is also too difficult. He needs a good helper who knows Lingxu City well.
But he was not sure whether Fang Canran was such a person. Ancestors are ancestors, and Fang Canran is Fang Canran.
Individuals inherit the relics of their ancestors, but they may not necessarily inherit their legacy. Time is the end of all beliefs.
Once He Lingchuan makes a wrong judgment, what awaits him may be a devastating disaster.
"Let's take a closer look. Today's contact is at least a good start." He sat down to meditate and adjust his breath, which ended two hours later.
He Lingchuan played the flute for a while longer, then took out the small town dreamland that Dunyuan had found for him, placed it on his pillow, and fell asleep peacefully.
... As soon as he entered Panlong City, he stood under the Juluo tree. The tree is green and swaying in the wind. It is already taller and taller than other street trees by the river.
He patted the tree and asked, "When will another golden leaf grow for me?" Ju Luoshu naturally ignored it.
Instead, the weird head on the tree shouted: "Hey, what are you talking about with a tree? Where is my dreamland?"
"You can see it when you go out." He Lingchuan took it off the branch, shook it twice, and found that it became lighter again.
No matter how erratic the monster head is in reality, coming and going freely, in Panlong City, it can only be hung on the branches of Juluo trees.
If He Lingchuan doesn't pick it up, it won't be able to move.
"Why would someone collect dreams?" He Lingchuan was puzzled.
"They are not incubus."
