Three days later, the front page of the Red Mansion Daily was headlined.
The former monarch, the old mountain monster, was pardoned by His Majesty.
All remnants of the previous dynasty of the Qinglian Gang who are not guilty of any other crime will be released.
A more important piece of information has become a topic of discussion for everyone after dinner.
If Chang Qing can really save Dongfang Lan, he will be given the gift of marriage by His Majesty as the consort of the dynasty!
The previous monarch, the old mountain demon, wanted to become the prince-in-law of the current dynasty, which made everyone have mixed praise and criticism.
Some people say that Evergreen eats young grass without shame, while others say that it is a good story that monks do not stick to trivial matters.
Some people rejoice that the world is peaceful and the clouds are prosperous. Some people also inquired about Changqing’s secret method of maintaining beauty.
The Prison Suppression Department opened the prison door, but no one was released except Chang Qing, Zhao Fusheng, Shangguan Yu, Baili Jingming, and Nangong Lingxue.
"His Majesty said he would grant amnesty to the world and release the remnants of the previous dynasty who were not guilty of other crimes, but he did not say when he would release them."
Wu Donglai stood at the gate of the prison and gave a brief explanation.
His eyes were full of solemnity and fear.
Three days ago, Chang Qing gave a speech in prison and had a conversation with the previous monarch. He had already received a report from the jailer.
The jailer at that time huddled in the corner and did not dare to speak.
Until now, three days later, the jailer is still unconscious.
Even Wu Donglai couldn't calm down in his heart.
If Chang Qing fights Chong Xiao, the imperial city will definitely be devastated!
The most terrifying thing was before this battle. In the end, who is the great demon Chongxiao?
Changqing's eyes were calm and indifferent.
Chang Qing doesn’t know who the Great Demon Chongxiao is, so anyone could be the Great Demon Chongxiao!
Wu Donglai couldn't figure out how Changqing could find out the great demon Chongxiao. He even thought about it, what if Changqing suspected that he was the great demon Chongxiao?
At this level, any explanation is feeble.
Perhaps only life and death can tell the final result.
Wu Donglai even had a suspicion that His Majesty was the great demon Chongxiao.
The respectable and pitiable former monarch Fang Tian only learned this name after talking with Chang Qing.
It can be seen that Fang Tian himself does not know whether His Majesty is the real one!
"Do you know the entrance to the underground palace?" Changqing looked at Wu Donglai.
Less than two years later, Wu Donglai was in a daze.
He could not overlap the figure of the man in front of him with the sunny boy in the prison department of Pingchuan Town.
"One of the entrances is in the prison. I will arrange to send Fang Lin down." Wu Donglai said.
Shangguan Yu, Baili Jingming, and Nangong Lingxue left in a hurry without saying goodbye.
They want to tell the family everything that happened here, Changqing's speech and the conversation with the previous king.
They could even expect that even their family leader couldn't make up his mind.
Zhao Fusheng was about to go out in a hurry.
"Where are you going?" Wu Donglai turned around and asked.
"Pack your things and run away quickly. The Imperial Master is just my cousin. In fact, I just happen to be named Zhao." Zhao Fusheng said without looking back: "I only have the golden body. I am here to bear witness to how I died." ?"
"You are the closest relative to the Zhao family. With your reputation, you can take charge of the overall situation." Wu Donglai said.
Zhao Fusheng had already reached the gate of the Prison Suppression Department, but stopped.
He finally sighed and looked up at the sky.
He knew that once he left, all the distant relatives of the Zhao family might be in danger if they were not careful.
Only he, Zhao Fusheng, can mediate.
There is only one chance of survival, that is, Chang Qing finds the great demon Chongxiao and kills the great demon Chongxiao.
"Your Majesty, did you tell me when to go to court?" Changqing asked.
"No."
"Did His Majesty tell me when to go and treat Dongfang Lan?"
"No."
"Then take off this Forbidden Spirit Zhenkong bracelet for me, right?"
"Your Majesty didn't say you could pick it off."
"Why?"
"have no idea."
Changqing and Wu Donglai looked at each other, and Wu Donglai couldn't help it, "In your opinion..."
"You are." Changqing said casually.
Wu Donglai frowned suddenly. Sure enough, in Changqing's eyes, everyone was suspected!
Chang Qing said with a smile: "Everyone can be the Great Demon Chongxiao, no matter who it is except me. Even if Dongfang Lan is the Great Demon Chongxiao, I won't be surprised. Maybe it's a bit unconstrained, but this big Mo Chongxiao is also extraordinary. He can be anyone, maybe he is just a passerby on the street. Maybe he is in seclusion in some deep mountain forest, but it doesn't matter."
Chang Qing paused and said domineeringly, "He will eventually die in my hands."
After saying that, Changqing clasped his hands behind his back, and the Forbidden Spirit Lock and Air-Suppressing Lock in his hands collided with each other, making a crisp clanging sound.
Changqing walked slowly towards the outside of the Prison Suppression Department.
At the door, Wei Lianxing has been waiting for a long time.
Obviously, it can be seen from his expression that he also knows everything Wu Donglai knows.
"Sir... Wangxian Tower is the best restaurant in the Imperial City. Do you want me to make arrangements for a banquet for the four masters or simply wait for Zhao Fusheng and others to come over?"
Wei Lianxing raised his hands and asked for instructions.
Changqing walked along the street, shopping with a relaxed expression.
Looking at the monks coming and going, the young ones are full of vigor and the older ones are mature and steady, all walking in a hurry.
Looking at the shops passing by, there are row upon row of elixirs, magic weapons, formations, and talismans.
There are also many spiritual material stores, spiritual medicine stores, and grocery stores for monks who need to refine their own weapons and elixirs.
"Sir? What are you looking for?" Wei Lianxing asked again anxiously.
Chang Qing kept walking, "The great demon is shouting."
Wei Lianxing's heart tightened.
Changqing turned around and asked quietly: "Are you?"
"How could I be?" Wei Lianxing swallowed, "Sir, please don't make such a joke with me."
"This is no joke." Chang Qing shook his head and said: "You are a guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but you are very close to the Prison Secretary. You like gossip, and there is no gossip in the imperial city that you don't know. Wu Donglai You know that one of the entrances to the underground palace is in the Prison Suppression Department, but you don’t know.”
Wei Lianxing became anxious and explained again and again: "This is something that only the prison officer of the Imperial City knows, and even Fang Tian doesn't know about it! There are formations everywhere on the ground of the Imperial City, and it is impossible to explore downwards. Fang Tian can transmit sounds with demonic energy. , all because Wei Shen moved Fengtian Town to Tianmen Pass..."
Chang Qing continued: "Since I became famous, you have been dangling in front of my eyes. You are the one who sent the order to Fanlin City, and you are the one who sent the imperial edict to Chixiao City."
"Sir, I am simply interested in you, and I definitely don't want to spy on you!" Wei Lianxing was about to cry.
Changqing gestured forward, "Lead the way."
"Where are you going, sir?"
"Find an elixir shop and read the secret book on alchemy."
"this……"
"I want to learn alchemy and refine some elixirs. One hundred thousand spiritual stones can be used to refine the elixir into elixirs. Will it be enough for me to break through to the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm?"
"Not enough." Wei Lianxing felt confused. How is this possible?
A heaven-level elixir costs one hundred spiritual stones. If you calculate the amount of pills and the rate of elixir production in a furnace, one heaven-level elixir will cost you one thousand spiritual stones.
Although one hundred thousand spirit stones are a lot, they can only buy one hundred heaven-level elixirs. How can I get two hundred by refining them myself? This does not include Chang Qing's alchemy skills, whether he can learn it, or even if he has learned the alchemy rate, whether he can maintain his capital without losing money.
Want to advance from the third level of the Heavenly Realm to the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm? This requires more than a hundred pills? This is without taking talent into account.
But even if the pills are enough, there is no limit to talent, and even if the promotion is smooth, the time required is probably not short...
"Is it enough to find the Nangong family's chamber of commerce?" Changqing asked.
Wei Lianxing was immediately startled and said quickly: "Enough is definitely enough! Even if you don't buy the elixir and make it yourself, buying the elixir is definitely enough!"
As soon as the words changed, Wei Lianxing looked at Changqing's two bracelets and whispered: "Sir, even if you have the elixir, you can't practice."
Chang Qing said lightly: "Forbidden spirit, what is forbidden is the connection between my body and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If I eat it in my stomach, I have to try it to know whether it works. Why, have you tried it?"
Wei Lianxing's face looked very unnatural, "Sir... this... I really tried it, but it really doesn't work."
"Oh, then save it for later. When I treat Dongfang Lan, I won't still be wearing the forbidden spirit to suppress the air, right?"
With that said, Changqing had already walked into an elixir shop.
