Lu Zhen is a very smart person. It only took half a day and a short chat with Xu Shiyu and others to sensitively discover the opportunity.
Why would a foundation-building master suddenly return to a remote village like Wanglong Village and stay there for more than ten years?
Xu Shiyu and his wife said that Xu Wen often left and went out, but Lu Zhen, who had experience in cultivation, understood that Xu Wen was actually nearby all the time.
There are many ways to honor your parents. I have never heard of anyone giving up the high road to honor their parents.
Therefore, she concluded that Xu Wen had either offended an irresistible enemy, or something had gone wrong in his practice...
No matter which one, it means an opportunity for her.
Although Qian Country is located in an ordinary place, there are always some rare things in a country that are enough to support a foundation-building expert.
It may not be attractive to normal foundation-building monks, but to the current Xu Wen, that may not be the case.
This is her biggest bargaining chip. If it still doesn't work, she has already used the best soul incense in the palace today, and there is nothing in her robe...
Although she is already in her early thirties, she practices martial arts all year round and is pampered. She is confident that her skin and figure are not inferior to any other woman's.
And as a young woman, what she knows is by no means comparable to that of any ordinary girl.
The third prince of Qian Kingdom has always doted on her alone in the past ten years, which is the best proof.
More than ten years are enough to completely change a person, let alone her in the royal family.
In the past, she could give up everything for the sake of the road, but now she can sacrifice everything for the sake of power.
Xu Wen looked at her intently, his bright eyes seeming to understand her every thought.
Just when Lu Zhen was uneasy and thinking about whether to be decisive and show off her final weapon, Xu Wen suddenly smiled and said calmly:
"I can help you save your husband!"
Huge joy instantly filled Lu Zhen's body, but Xu Wen's next words brought her back to reality again:
"But that's all. I will use the second half of this inheritance as a reward. As for your royal struggle for hegemony, I will not participate, and you'd better not have the idea of dragging me into it..."
When he talked about it later, Xu Wen's voice took on a hint of severity without even realizing it.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Lu Zhen was a smart person and must have known where his boundaries were.
After waiting for a while, when Xu Wen stopped talking, Lu Zhen bowed deeply and left.
Not far outside the door, Zhang Zhiming was hiding in a corner, staring at this side.
Lu Zhen glared at him sternly, grabbed him by the neck, and walked to the other side like a chicken.
Inside the room, looking at the silk in his hand, Xu Wen couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
He didn't want to get involved in the struggle for imperial power in the mortal world, and he didn't want to get into these inexplicable troubles.
However, some things are worth more than the trouble, so you have to give it a try.
Early the next morning, Xu Wen took Liu Muchian alone to Heiya Mountain.
The second-level spiritual veins could not let her in. Last night, Xu Wen adjusted the formation overnight and marked out an area of about ten feet in radius for her to practice.
The concentration of the first-level mid-level spiritual energy was not enough for Liu Muchian, who had just embarked on the path of cultivation.
As for the narrow space, simple grass and monotonous diet, it is a test of her character.
If she can't stand even these and still thinks about those in the palace, then she is not a cultivator, and she can be spared the need to send her to Liu Minghe.
After teaching her the "Kui Shui True Secret" of Sea Pearl Cultivation, and giving some pointers on some cultivation tips, leaving some Bigu Pills and a few spirit stones behind, Xu Wen left quietly.
He has set up a maze that will be opened once a month so that Liu Muchian can return to Wanglong Village.
But each time it is opened, it only lasts for three days. You must return here within three days, otherwise you will not be able to enter.
This is also one of the tests. If you don’t have this self-discipline, you are also not suitable for cultivation.
When Xu Wen returned to Wanglong Village, three days later, Lu Zhen was surrounded by five more capable tribesmen.
As the third princess of the Qian Kingdom, Lu Zhen naturally could not be alone. She had to escape alone because of the emergency a few days ago.
Using the precious time of these few days, she and her son went out in all directions, traveled to and from the border several times in a row, and had already gathered some of their men.
She had given up her youngest son to a family next door to the Xu family. The wife of that family had just given birth to a daughter, and her breast milk was so high that she screamed every day.
Lu Zhen spent a lot of money, and the other party naturally happily agreed to help her raise her for a while.
Let Lu Zhen and others leave first, while Xu Wen bids farewell to his parents and younger brother.
Looking at his brother, Xu Qing was a little worried and whispered:
"Brother, Qian's country is in chaos right now. There are five or six self-proclaimed emperors fighting each other. Do you really want to help her?"
As the village masa most favored by the county magistrate, Xu Qing knew many things that ordinary people didn't know, and he couldn't help but worry about his brother.
"Don't worry, brother, I won't do such boring things, I just help her save her husband!"
Patting Ji Di's generous shoulder, Xu Wen chuckled and said:
"Take care of your home with peace of mind. I will be back in as little as one month and as long as three months."
…
After bidding farewell to his parents, he came to the entrance of the village, found a deserted place, took out a flying boat, took Lu Zhen and the seven of them straight into the sky, and headed east.
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, and then at the mountains and rivers passing by at their feet, the few warriors who were still looking unruly suddenly fell silent.
Xu Wen didn't care what they thought, he just kept flying eastwards.
Soon, the flying boat flew out of the mountains that separated the two countries and entered the Qian Kingdom.
Beyond the mountains is a rare large plain, where the most elite areas and the capital of Qian Country are located.
However, the original peaceful and peaceful world here has gone forever. The ground is full of burned-out ruins, and ordinary people who have lost everything are wandering around with their children in tow.
Soldiers holding various flags were fighting desperately, dyeing patches of grass and fertile fields blood-red.
Logically speaking, cultivators have long been indifferent to the blood of mortals, but Xu Wen still couldn't bear to see this life in ruins.
The people deserve nothing more than a place close to home where they can settle down and live their lives.
It's a pity that in this troubled world, even this small wish cannot be fulfilled.
The closer they got to the capital of Qian Kingdom, the more intense the fighting became.
Soon, they encountered a group of soldiers who had captured a city and were killing people in the city. It was the most cruel massacre.
The cries that shook the sky reached into the sky, and even everyone in the flying boat could hear them clearly.
Lu Zhen pretended not to hear, and the several warriors also had expressionless faces.
Politics has long deprived them of their humanity and turned rights into everything in their lives.
However, Zhang Zhiming, who had not yet grown up, had a look of intolerance on his face. Looking at the expressionless Xu Wen, he suddenly stepped forward, knelt down with a thud, and said loudly:
"Master Immortal, please have mercy on the world and save the people in this city!"
"oh?"
Unexpectedly, this somewhat stupid young man would have such a heart. Xu Wen turned to look at him and said calmly:
"Do you know that if you delay here, your father may die unexpectedly!"
"This this……"
Zhang Zhiming was suddenly in a daze.
At such a young age, he didn't know how to face this choice, and he was immediately speechless.
"Well, since you intend to rescue everyone, then you can stay here!"
After that, Xu Wen didn't ask what Lu Zhen and others meant, he pressed the flying boat and flew into the sky above the city.
Under the thick clouds of murderous aura, evil spirit, and smoke, everything was dim and dull. The psychology of the residents of Youhuang City was just like this thick black cloud, full of despair and coldness.
The next moment, a bright light suddenly appeared over the city.
A fairy boat made entirely of mutton-fat white jade slowly appeared. Its bright brilliance was like a white sun, reflecting every part of Youhuang City, visible for hundreds of miles.
The soldiers who were slaughtering the old and weak put down their weapons and allowed the massacred to escape.
The soldiers who were abusing women and children stopped twitching and allowed the victims to escape.
The soldier who was rummaging through the boxes also stopped and stared blankly into the air.
…
In a flash of light, a god-man with a height of a hundred feet and a majestic face appeared in the air. With a wave of his hand, thousands of fire points appeared and fell on hundreds of soldiers who were still slaughtering everywhere.
Intense flames shot up into the sky, and hundreds of human-shaped torches ran around with piercing screams.
The flames were so powerful, as could be seen from their screams that they almost vomited out their intestines and stomachs. No matter whether they were rolling around or jumping into the water, they were still burned.
But the strange thing is that such a strong flame did not burn anyone to death for a long time, but just allowed them to struggle and wail desperately.
What's even more strange is that the flames don't spread, they just burn fiercely around them, and other flammable things will not be ignited when they encounter them.
The god's cold gaze swept across the city, and the sound of "Plop, ordinary" kept ringing. Both the slaughterer and the massacred put down everything and bowed to the ground.
The god raised his hand and pointed, and a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly appeared over the city. An eleven or twelve-year-old boy slowly descended along the beam of light and landed on the square in front of the city lord's palace.
In a flash of light, the man of God, the pillar of light, and the flying boat disappeared quietly without leaving a single word, as if they had never appeared.
Only the torch soldiers who were still wailing everywhere reminded everyone that a god had just passed by and sent down an irresistible punishment.
The remaining residents and soldiers instinctively walked towards the city lord's palace one by one. In the empty square, an extremely young boy was standing there.
A bright beam of light rose from above his head and shot directly into the sky several feet high, clearly visible even in the daytime.
A three-foot-tall evil ghost with a ferocious face stood behind him, holding a pagoda in one hand and a huge canopy to protect him.
The boy was a little nervous, and the clenching and relaxing of his fists from time to time clearly showed this, but he suppressed it and looked at everyone coldly.
"Appointed by gods and men, appointed by heaven!"
"Appointed by gods and men, appointed by heaven!"
"Appointed by gods and men, appointed by heaven!"
…
At first I didn't know who was whispering softly, the voice was very small.
Slowly it spread everywhere, the sound became louder and louder, gradually became one, and finally resounded throughout the city.
(End of chapter)
