The steps below were full of maids who had been knocked unconscious and fell to the ground. The queen looked deeply at Chen Heng and did not scream. She just stretched out her hand to check the maids' breathing and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they were still alive.
"Who is sir, and why do you come to the palace late at night to cause trouble?"
Even if Chen Heng said that he entered by mistake, it would sound like he was covering his ears. He was feeling embarrassed, but because the bamboo mask covered his brows, he looked indifferent.
"Since Sir has such magical skills, he must be a Qi practitioner invited by General Zhu Guo... Is Tong Gaolu so impatient and completely disregarding propriety and ethics?"
At this time.
The queen suddenly raised her dimples, and spoke in a piteous voice, crying blood: "Rong Guo is not dead after all, so he wants to let the husband kidnap the queen into his mansion? Such debauchery and immorality is also unreasonable. Are you worthy of being the king of a country?!"
"Who told you that I take orders from Tong Gaolu?" Chen Heng frowned.
The queen was stunned.
"I am here today just to join forces with you to get rid of this great general of the Zhu Kingdom."
"Sir...you, why?"
"Because I have had the ambition to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country since I was a child, and I will never forget it."
Chen Heng didn't want to talk to her anymore. He shook his head and said, "Call your qigong practitioner over and ask him to come see me."
The queen hesitated for a moment, then hugged her shoulders, bowed her head, and retreated into the greenhouse.
Not long after.
She then walked out neatly dressed. She was elegant in bright clothes and her hair was tied up high. She was indeed a bright and beautiful woman.
She invited Chen Heng to sit down in a hall and poured the wine herself. The queen wanted to see what this man looked like under the mask, but Chen Heng did not pick up the wine bottle, as she wanted.
"My queen seems to have something to ask, please tell me."
"Sir...are you from Rongguo?" She looked at Chen Heng's eyes and said cautiously:
"That Tong Gaolu is a monk at the seventh level of Qi training. He has also recruited several Qi Qi practitioners to be his disciples. Sir, are you sure you can beat him?"
"Nothing."
"Then..." The queen was anxious.
"But don't you also have to contribute? With the help of the royal Qi practitioners, the outcome will be decided between two." Chen Heng said with a half-smile on his face:
"This Rong country is not my world, do you still expect me to fight for life and death?"
The queen was speechless for a moment.
But before she could speak, there was a sudden strong wind outside the palace. Chen Heng took a look and saw two long yeye auras turning into sky-skimming rainbows, flying down from high altitude, and fell into the palace with great force.
When the long Qi dissipated, they saw two old men in the hall slowly taking their breath away and collecting Qi into their bodies.
Among the two, one of them is two feet tall, with a curly beard and white hair, and his hands are almost knee-length when dropped. He looks extremely majestic, like an old hunter. With his strength and body alone, he can easily tear apart tigers and leopards. Beat the bear to pieces.
At this time, he was looking Chen Heng up and down, his eyes full of disdain, and he obviously regarded him as a charlatan who came to defeat Qiu Feng.
But the other person has a slender face, a long beard that reaches his belly, a plump face, and the appearance of a wealthy mortal.
He only looked at Chen Heng with a look of surprise.
"I met two fellow Taoists."
Seeing the visitor falling into the hall, Chen Heng slapped his head.
"Why don't you take off your mask, ghost..."
The majestic old man snorted coldly and was about to ridicule, but his companion grabbed him and forced him to shut up.
"I'm Rong Tuo, this is my younger brother Rong Xuantao. He was born to be a military commander. Later he luckily entered a spiritual practice, but he still hasn't changed his vulgar nature. Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised."
The old man who called himself Rong Tuo smiled apologetically. He bowed his head to Chen Heng again and said sincerely:
"I wonder which big sect you are a disciple of? Now that you're going down the mountain to play in the human world, why bother to play tricks on us?"
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone in the hall was surprised.
…
After practicing Qi for nine levels, you can cultivate True Qi and achieve the first level of foundation building.
Although each person participates in different Qi training methods, the amount of fetal breath required is also very different.
But generally speaking, the improvement of each level of Qi cultivation and the increase of fetal breath are the process of interacting with the heaven and earth and combining the true spirit.
Rong Tuo is at the eighth level of Qi training. He is only a few steps away from cultivating True Qi and achieving foundation construction. Therefore, his spiritual sense is particularly sharp. Just by looking at Chen Heng, he knew that something was extraordinary.
The Qi around him was as light as clouds, yet as heavy as mountains. As long as he stood still, he seemed to be rippling with the surrounding heaven and earth, and he was about to sink into the void at any time, completely disconnected from the world.
In the realm of practicing Qi, the only person who could give Rong Tuo such feelings was fifteen years ago, when he and a group of casual cultivators met the disciples of the Chiming Sect in "Shui Tian Yun Luo".
At that time, a great Zhuyan demon was born, causing chaos in the southern region and destroying many small sects. Therefore, a real person from the Chiming Sect took several disciples and rode the Six Geng Nine Clouds Car to conquer it.
Naturally, Rong Tuo was not qualified to get close to the real person of the Chiming Sect. He just stood at the bottom of the mountain and looked up from a distance. By chance, he saw a girl playing with Bai Li on the Liugeng Jiuyun Car.
The qi energy in that girl's body was huge and solid, like a bottomless abyss of water. Although it was different from the qi energy in Chen Heng's body, it was equally difficult to fathom.
After the meeting, Rong Tuo was heartbroken. He truly understood the unbridgeable gap between himself and the disciples of the great sect. He also gave up his desire to work as a casual cultivator outside and fought for his life. He returned to Rongguo angrily and never went out again.
Fifteen years later, he never thought that he would encounter this kind of energy that gave him an irresistible feeling in the realm of Qi training, and he was even more horrified.
After Rong Tuo's words came out.
Not only did the atmosphere darken, but everyone in the hall was surprised. Even Chen Heng was confused as to why he suddenly became a disciple of the great sect.
But after a second thought, he reacted and said secretly: "He should have noticed my fetal breath. This old man has a keen sense of spirituality. If there is a chance in the future, I should learn another Taoist technique of collecting Qi. "
Although his thoughts were racing, Chen Heng still pretended to be indifferent and distant, which was not the case.
After all, he has never seen what the disciples of the big sect do. The more he talks, the more mistakes he makes, and the less he talks, the less mistakes he makes.
Originally, this bamboo mask was just worried that the royal family of Rong Kingdom would be timid and not dare to join forces, so it covered their true appearance, so as to avoid trouble.
But since Rong Tuo mistook himself for a disciple of the great sect, Chen Heng simply made the mistake, and the mask cannot be taken off...
Before being coaxed into Xiaogan Mountain by Yan Zhen, his predecessor had become famous all over the world for his appearance and appearance. Even a portrait was fought over by countless ladies of the palace and was worth thousands of gold.
If you take off this bamboo mask, your hidden identity will definitely be revealed.
What a great sect disciple, that’s even more nonsense...
But Chen Heng's indifferent attitude made Rong Tuo even more convinced. Those big immortal sects were very arrogant, and some of their disciples were arrogant.
Then he remembered that he was just a casual cultivator, but had been called a Taoist friend by Chen Heng before. Rong Tuo actually felt a little secretly happy in his heart, and his attitude became more and more respectful.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm here to wander around. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Rong Tuo bowed slightly and quickly pulled Rong Xuantao, fearing that he would say something rude again.
"I am here to eliminate a national traitor for my fellow Taoists."
Chen Heng threw the Qiankun Bag into the sky, and several talismans were revealed. The brilliance flickered uncertainly and was dazzling.
"Is this Taoist Yangshan's Thunderbolt Pearl? There are also green bamboo thorns and Yiqi Jade... these are the talismans of that little beast Tong Yi!"
Rong Xuantao was shocked as soon as he looked at it.
"So, are these talismans enough to win the trust of Taoist friends? If you don't believe it, I even broke off Tong Yi's arm, and he is currently being held in a house in Yuanjing."
Chen Heng waved his sleeves and put away the aerial talisman again, and chuckled.
"..."
Rong Tuo hesitated for a long time and then asked in a trembling voice: "If you really want to help me, do you have a grudge against the traitor Tong Gaolu, or do you want to benefit from it?"
“Nature has both.”
Rong Tuo was even more hesitant and did not reply for a while. Chen Heng looked at his expression, sneered inwardly, turned around and left.
Seeing Chen Heng leave the table, Rong Xuantao and the Queen lost their countenance, but Rong Tuo still frowned, looking uncertain.
When Chen Heng came to the palace gate, as he expected, Rong Tuo finally spoke quickly and called him urgently.
"Don't be weird, fellow Taoist, don't be weird, fellow Taoist. I really need to think about this matter of life and death, think about it!"
Rong Tuo repeatedly complained and blocked Chen Heng's whereabouts.
"It seems that fellow Taoist needs my help?"
"Naturally, if a Taoist friend comes forward, that young boy is nothing more than a chicken, a dog, and a dog, so he is not worth mentioning——"
"My price is high."
Before Rong Tuo finished his compliment, Chen Heng said this calmly.
There was no movement in the eyes under the bamboo mask.
Seeing this gaze, Rong Tuo's heart suddenly thumped hard.
