The familiar palace, the familiar royal study.
Qin Feng, who was waiting quietly for the summons, looked calm.
With his current strength and soul strength, he soon noticed that there were eyes all around him sweeping over him.
Looking at a place with the corner of his eye, he saw a looming figure, his face covered by a white mask.
"Is it Prison Luosi?" Qin Feng had a guess in his mind.
You know, Prison Luosi is not only responsible for guarding the felons and powerful demons in the Nine Prisons, but is also the strongest force behind the scenes to protect Fengtian City and Emperor Ming.
So it makes sense that outside the Imperial Study Room, the Prison Luo Division is heavily guarded.
After thinking for only a moment, Eunuch Li left and came back: "Mr. Qin, Your Majesty calls you in."
"Okay." Qin Feng nodded slightly and followed Eunuch Li into the imperial study.
After the two left, in the shadows of a corner of the courtyard, a person said in surprise: "Lord Yimian, that kid seemed to have noticed your presence just now."
"Being able to attract people of heavenly calamity in the fourth-grade realm is naturally extraordinary. No wonder His Majesty appreciates him so much." An indifferent voice replied in a deserted place.
In the Imperial Study Room, since Eunuch Li had already explained the reasons on the way, the matter of treating Lord Deng Mo's pain was quickly concluded.
Emperor Ming put down the memorial in his hand and said solemnly: "I have always been very concerned about Deng Sizheng's body, and with your intelligence, you should be able to understand how important Deng Sizheng is to Da Qian."
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will do my best."
"Yes." Emperor Ming responded lightly, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, and his expression relaxed.
He and Qin Feng had a casual chat about some topics, most of which were about the details of the Western Regions group.
"...I have never heard of a cultural treasure that can gather the power of ordinary soldiers into one place to fight against powerful monsters.
Is that treasure in your possession now? "
Qin Feng immediately took out a piece of white paper from his arms, which was the "Great Wind Song" he wrote in Qiongyu City. Even now, the handwriting on it still exudes a faint golden light.
The moment the treasure was taken out, the originally quiet imperial study room instantly resounded with the sound of fighting and iron horses. A strong wind rose out of thin air, rolling up Emperor Ming's imperial robe and rustling the pages on the desk.
Eunuch Li looked surprised, and Emperor Ming also looked shocked.
They seemed to be on the battlefield, and their ears were filled with the sound of soldiers fighting and howling.
The word "kill" rang out, deafening.
The two of them were shocked and looked at Bai Xuan.
Emperor Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but read aloud: "The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the powerful warriors are returning home, and the warriors are guarding the four directions!"
After the words fell, a heroic feeling emerged spontaneously.
An illusion arose in Emperor Ming's mind. If all the soldiers were so brave and fearless, what would the monsters have to fear? !
"Okay!" A simple word was enough to express Emperor Ming's mood at the moment.
He laid Bai Xuan flat on top of the document, caressed it with his right palm, and couldn't put it down.
"As expected of the great scholar of the cabinet appointed by me, he has such literary talent.
If this cultural treasure is reproduced, can other fifth-grade literary saints be allowed to display its functions?
Then, with the help of his powerful generals and demon-slaying division, he defeated the demons and ghosts in all directions! Emperor Ming asked, tilting his head.
This "Great Wind Song" was created by Qin Feng. It is an original treasure and has infinite power.
The original treasure can also be reproduced by other high-level Wen Sheng Dao practitioners, and then used by other Wen Sheng Dao practitioners to exert its power.
Of course, the power of the replica cultural treasure will be greatly reduced compared to the original treasure...
Although Qin Feng knew about Wen Bao's method as early as when he was in Jinyang City, he had never tested it himself, so he could only reply truthfully: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I don't know much about this either. "
Emperor Ming pondered for a moment, and then said: "It doesn't matter. Later, I will send someone to Haowen Academy to find the Tianjian Imperial Master."
Qin Feng nodded and reached out to take back the "Great Wind Song", but found that Emperor Ming's body, whether intentionally or unintentionally, happened to be in front of the document.
"His Majesty......"
Emperor Ming smiled heartily and interrupted: "The Qin family is full of loyal and loyal people, and our ancestors opened up territory for Da Qian and conquered demons and ghosts.
Now, the Qin family has given birth to a scholar like you. It can be said that God has blessed me with great achievements. "
"Your Majesty, I just did what I could. That cultural treasure..." Qin Feng glanced at the document.
Emperor Ming took advantage of the situation and pulled Qin Feng to the other side: "Qin Aiqing, I heard that after you became famous in Fengtian City, there was an endless stream of people coming to your house to ask for your hand in marriage. Is there anyone who likes you?
If you are interested, I can arrange for the etiquette department to take care of your marriage. "
"Your Majesty is joking. I am satisfied with having two ladies in my family. How dare I ask for anything else." Although the ladies were not around, Qin Feng felt a chill on his back and hurriedly waved his hand to explain.
"It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but the two ladies in Aiqing's family are indeed extraordinary. It is no wonder that Qin Aiqing looks down on those who come to ask for marriage." Emperor Ming said thoughtfully.
Qin Feng was slightly startled. This topic seemed to be a bit far?
Seeing Qin Feng's hesitant expression, Emperor Ming spoke again: "Actually, in addition to the matter of Deng Sizheng, there is another matter in calling you into the palace today."
"Your Majesty, please speak." Qin Feng's face straightened.
"That is my beloved Anya. Just like you, she also studied under the master Tianjian and practiced the divine martial arts.
Speaking of which, you should call her Senior Sister. "
Qin Feng's face froze and he didn't respond, but just listened silently.
"The Imperial Master once told me that Anya's talent is not low. She is a piece of rough jade. If she is polished well, she will definitely be able to enter the high-level realm of the Literary Sage.
By then, she will also be able to contribute to the cause and share my worries...
However, her mind was not entirely focused on practice!
She obviously got started earlier than you, and I will satisfy her with all kinds of resources. However, after practicing so far, she can only reach the sixth-grade hexagram destiny realm, and has not even touched the threshold of the fifth-grade Haoran realm.
I'm quite disappointed. "
When Qin Feng heard this, he thought of the time when he first met Anya in Jinyang City. At that time, she was still above him in cultivation, but now she was left behind by him.
However, he could probably guess some reasons. If his prediction was correct, Anya had always been in charge of the famous Jubaozhai in Daqian.
With so many thoughts on trivial matters, it is understandable that you should slack off in your cultivation.
But what makes him feel strange is that he originally thought that the real boss behind Jubaozhai was Emperor Ming in front of him, so Emperor Ming should know the reason for Anya's slow practice.
But what he said just now made him feel like...
Qin Feng couldn't figure it out and could only clasp his fists and say some words of comfort: "I have seen in books that everyone's practice has its own destiny.
Your Majesty Anya may be the type who has accumulated a lot of experience and gained enlightenment in one go, so there is no need for your Majesty to be overly anxious. "
"There is some truth to this." Emperor Ming nodded slightly.
"However, Your Majesty, what you said doesn't seem to have much to do with me?" Qin Feng looked curious.
When Emperor Ming heard this, he looked up and said word by word: "I hope that Qin Aiqing can give some guidance on Ya'an's practice in her spare time."
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(End of chapter)
