We didn't walk far out of the attic.
Zhong Yan then said to Jiang Yuqian, "Miss Xiaoqian, I just remembered that I left something behind at the inn."
The maid smiled and said: "Then go get it first, young master, and then come find me here when you're done."
"good."
Quickly leaving the Jubao Palace, Zhong Yan soared into the sky, flew a few streets, landed on the ground and blended in with the crowd. He changed his appearance and walked to a secluded alley, where he set up an isolation barrier and summoned Gu Dongdong.
"Husband!"
"Dong'er, there should be a Guanghan Palace station in Qianhe City. You go find it immediately and ask the disciples of Guanghan Palace to send a message back to the sect and tell Jiang Huan if you have anything important to do. If you ask more questions, you can tell him that he is thousands of years old. Han Ming Cao...do you understand?"
"I understand, husband, don't worry, I'll go right away!"
After ending the call, Zhong Yan held the communication bell and pondered for a while, gritted his teeth, kneaded the hand and cast a spell. After the call was connected, he smiled and said, "How are you, Lord Protector?"
"Zhong Daoyou contacted me suddenly, is there something wrong?"
"I would like to ask my Taoist friend to help me create three identities in the original Liang Kingdom. The casual cultivator is Taoist Tianhua, the eldest disciple Zhong Aotian, and the second disciple Gu Dong'er..."
After explaining it in detail, Zhong Yan asked: "The situation is urgent, how long will it take to get it done?"
However, he has no doubt that Changsheng Palace has this ability.
"Three days is enough for a low-key casual cultivator without leaking anything."
"Okay, thank you!"
"Isn't fellow Taoist retreating on the island and traveling?"
"I owe you a favor for helping a friend. If there is a need in the future, Zhong will definitely spare no effort!"
"Easy to say."
"..."
After ending the contact, Zhong Yan stood there and meditated, unable to detail everything, and could only hope to make up for some obvious loopholes.
Jiang Zhiyu may not check so carefully, but the adults of the Jiang family must confirm it.
Originally, he wanted to find a high-level killer through the Palace of Eternal Life to deal with Jun Xuanqing, but it would be easy to expose his whereabouts, but now he had to do it.
"It's not a big problem."
With a whisper, Zhong Yan contacted Pang Baodu again.
"Brother Zhong, are you leaving?"
"Brother Dao, the situation has changed. I may stay in the capital for a while. Your inference is good. The Jiang family's mine does have secrets. It's either the Great Secret Realm or the ruins of the Immortal Mansion..."
After hearing the details, Pang Baodou's eyes flickered: "It seems that the so-called marriage partners are mostly cannon fodder to explore the road. Do you want to go in?"
Zhong Yan said: "I have no choice. I can't get rid of Jun Xuanqing for the time being. Since Jiang Zhiyu dares to enter, it shouldn't be too dangerous. Just be afraid..."
Pang Baodu answered: "That's for sure. The Jiang family keeps it secret. Even if they succeed in coming out, the living outsiders will have to be silenced!
However, wealth can be found in danger, and the Jiang family attaches great importance to it. There must be great fortune in it. It is impossible to say that Xiaodao is willing to get married and join in the fun. "
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Registration for the fight is closed."
Pang Baodu: "I'll think of a way so that we can take care of each other then."
Zhong Yan: "Okay, also, Brother Dao has many connections in the Holy City. Help me keep an eye on Jun Xuanqing. This woman is a bit unpredictable. Brother Dao, please don't contact me directly. Also, get me a detailed information on the Jiang family." .”
"Okay, I'll have someone take you to the inn where you're staying now."
…
at the same time.
In the attic of the Eighth Floor of Jubao Palace, Jiang Zhiyu stood there, thinking for a long time, with a bright smile on his pretty face, and ran to the stone door with joy, entered the stone room, took out the messenger bell, and cast the spell.
Soon the call was connected, and an illusory mirror image appeared in front of her.
An old man in white robes sits cross-legged on the Taoist platform. He has white hair and a childish face, and a fairy-like Taoist spirit. He is Jiang Yuanqin, the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Jiang clan and the strongest ancestor in the world.
"Ancestor!"
"Haha, Xiao Yu'er, did you encounter something happy and fun?"
Jiang Zhiyu faced the mirror, crackling and elliptical, and explained the matter in detail, and finally said: "Okay, ancestor, let him accompany me to explore the ruins!"
Jiang Yuanqin frowned.
Jiang Zhiyu immediately said coquettishly: "Ancestor, are you okay? He is definitely not bad. He saved my sister and even saw the Qinghong Pagoda without thinking anything wrong!"
Jiang Yuanqin said amusedly: "How did you know he didn't have any thoughts? Anyone who is not stupid would have figured out that it was just an imitation, and even if he got it, he couldn't keep it, and he would cause trouble for nothing..."
Jiang Zhiyu started to act rude: "I don't care. My sister refuses to come back. I don't know how long I will have to play outside. I have never even been out of the Holy City. How can I gain knowledge? I will definitely be deceived and abducted by others in the future. If you If you don’t agree, I will sneak out!”
"Nonsense!" the old man scolded, blowing his beard and glaring.
Jiang Zhiyu pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, looking aggrieved and about to cry.
Seeing her like this, the old man softened his tone: "The Holy City is so big, isn't it enough for you to play with?"
The girl immediately retorted: "What fun is there in the Holy City? All the Jiang family members look up and down, and they all treat me with respect and humiliation, flattering and flattering me, but in private they say bad things about me, saying that you pamper me too much, saying that I occupy a lot of resources and... Not contributing to the family..."
"Who dares?"
The old man raised his white eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are still young. There will be a time in the future when you can contribute to the family."
He also hoped that the two sisters, Zhi Shui Zhi Yu, would protect the Jiang family in the future.
Jiang Zhiyu continued to complain: "As long as I leave Jubao Palace, Grandpa will follow me every step of the way. How can I have any freedom? What is the difference between me and a bird in a cage!"
The old man sighed softly and said silently: "In this way, if he wins Xiaochen, I will allow you."
Jiang Zhiyu's beautiful eyes flashed brightly, and then he said with a downcast face: "Are you kidding me! My eldest nephew can fight against the third level of Nascent Soul, how can he beat him!
He is three levels lower than the eldest nephew. The others are casual cultivators. They want martial arts but not martial arts, and they want treasures but not treasures. It is unfair.
But he is also very strong. He can kill Jindan Perfection and break into the secret realm ruins with no problem. Besides, he still has his eldest nephew.
It's not that easy to find someone with a bigger border barrier. Now, if you find someone who is similar, you won't allow it, and you won't keep your word! "
After a pause, Jiang Zhiyu continued speaking quickly: "Moreover, he has a special physique, dark spiritual roots, and excellent qualifications. If he is recruited into the family, he will find a female clansman for him in the future and recruit him as his wife. It will also be a good choice. A helper!"
The old man was so noisy that his brain hurt, and he sighed: "Things are not as simple as you think. Do you know why the man named Jun Xuanqing is chasing him?"
Jiang Zhiyu was stunned, blinked and asked, "Why?"
The old man laughed angrily: "How do I know? I've never seen him before. He must have a problem, and so does Jun Xuanqing."
"Oops~"
Jiang Zhiyu called out and said: "Who has no problem? You agree first. You can check first, and he can't hurt me! Ancestor, Xiao Yu'er, please, you love Xiao Yu'er the most!"
As she spoke, she kowtowed to the ground.
A smile appeared on the old man's face unconsciously, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "That's all, it's up to you!"
Jiang Zhiyu sat up straight in an instant and shouted happily: "That's true! Don't regret it!"
Rolling her eyes, she then added: "Also, if he wins the eldest nephew, he will stay with me as a guard from now on. My sister and I can practice outside at the same time, and you are not allowed to interfere!"
The old man was speechless and didn't care: "Okay."
In his opinion, it is impossible for this to happen. Being able to cross the 'Great Realm Barrier' is already a peerless monster. The fourth level of the Golden Core and the third level of the Nascent Soul will have to enter the Eight Forbidden Realm.
Why are the geniuses of the Jiang clan such as Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Haochen able to enter the country quickly and have such strong fighting power?
He grew up soaking in spiritual liquid since he was a child, has endless resources and treasures, and has the skills and treasures inherited by the emperor. It is difficult for the core disciples of big forces to have such conditions, let alone just a casual cultivator.
Jiang Zhiyu smiled broadly, his eyes formed crescent moons, and he kowtowed to the ground: "Thank you, ancestor! Xiaoyuer will visit you another day!"
End the call.
"Dark Phoenix Spiritual Body and Dark Spiritual Roots are a perfect match..." The old man whispered for a moment, his lips moving slightly.
A figure flew over, bowed and said: "Ancestor!"
"First, send someone to the Liang Kingdom to check on Zhong Aotian and Taoist Tianhua."
"Second, all the archives of Jun Xuanqing of Tiandao Sect from the beginning to the present."
"Third, contact Guanghan Palace and ask about the innate magical power of that dark phoenix spirit body."
"Fourth, choose a stronghold of the Eternal Life Palace and plow it."
"Fifth, let Xiaojiu go..."
As he said that, the old man waved his hand: "Forget it, it's a good seedling, just these four things."
"Yes, ancestor!"
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