Chapter 331: Changhe

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For example, the techniques that Li Boxen practiced when he was in the army were mostly circulated in the world and were very superficial. There are also spells among the sects of the Six Kingdoms, which are more profound and sophisticated than Jianghu spells and are called sect spells. The most profound ones are the techniques taught in government-run temples and palaces in various countries, which are called temple techniques.

Those who can learn the temple method are either from the royal family or extremely outstanding talents selected by various countries. As long as they don't make any big mistakes, they will definitely be granted the title of marquis or prime minister in the future. No matter which one of the two, it seems that it should not appear here, especially north of Dangtu Mountain.

The icicle stood for a while and then was slowly submerged in the snow and mist, but the man didn't use his magical power anymore. He didn't know whether it was because he was safe or because he had no strength.

Li Boxen said: "Can you tell what spell he used just now?"

Xu Cheng said: "It looks like a water and fire seal."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Donghua's lineage of Qi-nurturing realm techniques - if this person is really in the Qi-nurturing realm, the move just now was so powerful that his spiritual power would be unsustainable."

Li Boxen looked down a few more times and said, "Go and save people."

In fact, it took another three hours to get around to the place we just saw. When you look at it from the ridge, it looks like a valley. But when you walk down, it actually covers a very large area. It looks like a vast white plain. Fortunately, the icicle formed by that person's magic was still quite high. Even though the avalanche had passed, a peak as tall as a person was still exposed on the snow, shining brightly in the sun.

Li Bochen carefully walked to the icicle and felt that this person was in danger - even he couldn't bear this temperature after being buried in the snow for three hours. But when he slowly dug out the covering snow, he found that the icicle had condensed into a scoop shape, and half of the part buried under the snow was empty. A young man in rags was lying curled up on the snow, his face ashen.

When Li Bochen was about to speak, Xu Cheng said, "I didn't find anything."

Li Bochen jumped down slightly and checked his pulse first, and found that although it was weak, it was still there. Then I noticed something seemed to be holding in his hand, so I slowly opened it and saw it was a milky white jade pendant. Despite the ice and snow, the jade pendant was still slightly warm. Li Boxen felt the rich spiritual power in it when he touched it with his fingertips. He knew that it must be a treasure - this man must have been able to survive until now with this.

Although his clothes are in tatters, you can still see that there is a cotton lining inside, and the buttons are also made by people from the Six Kingdoms. He must not be a Rakshasa with his horns removed. Then he turned him over and reached out to touch his back. Although he felt some vertical and horizontal scars, they were not those of a feathered man with his wings cut off. There are no scales on his face, and he is definitely not a mermaid. I just don’t know if he is Xumi.

Xu Cheng said: "Cut him."

Li Bochen thought briefly and used Yaohou to make a small cut on his left forearm, and blood flowed out. Xu Cheng added: "The blood of Xumi people is sour and sweet."

Li Bochen dipped his hand into it and tasted it. Slightly sweet, but not sour.

This is indeed a person. Judging from the appearance, she only looks like she is in her early twenties - or if she is skilled in maintaining and maintaining her appearance, she only looks like she is in her early twenties. He had thick eyebrows, but his eyes were sunken deeply and his lips were thin, making him look sad. His face and body were all covered with frostbite, and his lips were so cracked that they looked like they had been cut several times with a knife.

At this time, Noya also reached out and stirred the wound vigorously. Then he put his fingers into his mouth and sucked on it. He became happy and said, "This is good."

Li Bochen was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Noya frowned: "You're stingy just because it's fresh food?"

Li Bochen sighed: "I don't want to eat him. Just remember, I don't eat people."

Noya curled her lips: "Who knows."

After such a tossing, the young man's eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up, his mouth opened, and he made a low sound. But after only taking one breath, he passed out again. Li Bochen took off his cloak and wrapped it around him. Seeing that the sun was starting to set slowly outside, he said, "We'll rest here tonight. As long as it doesn't snow at night, it should be safe here."

He lit another fire and moved the young man beside it to roast slowly. I wanted to rub his body with snow, but I remembered that the reader had pointed out that it was wrong to do that, so I gave up. I just followed his pulse and poured some spiritual energy into it from time to time, and boiled some ginger and snow in a pot. Water, slowly pour some water into his mouth.

After seeing that his breath stabilized, Li Boxen began to slowly adjust his inner breath. This person should be the fourth person he saw in the gray chaos. At that time, four points including myself were fixed... What does that mean? This man was in danger and almost died. Was it because of what he did?

When the sun went down and it was dark outside, the young man finally woke up. Li Bochen first saw his eyelids twitching slightly and opening them, only to find Noya staring at him from the side.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand. When he was stunned, Li Boxen could tell that something was wrong with his expression. When he moved his hand, he felt that the spiritual power in the snow nest seemed to be frightened, and he suddenly became irritable. He knew that it was this young man who was going to cast a spell. He immediately reached out his hand, pinched his pulse and shouted in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, we are not bad people!"

The young man put his other hand on the ground and kicked his leg over. But after only holding on for a moment, his body softened and he collapsed to the ground with a groan. Li Boxen then withdrew the spiritual power that penetrated his body and said again: "We saved you."

The young man blinked, looked at the fire, then at Li Bochen and Noya, and finally said: "This is a Rakshasa."

Li Boxen said: "He is my prisoner."

The young man frowned and thought for a while, as if he didn't know where to start. Li Bochen smiled and said: "My name is Li Bochen. What is your surname?"

The young man still frowned and stared at him for a while before saying, "Have we met before? Your name sounds familiar."

At this time Xu Cheng said: "This man has a Gaoguo accent. Brother Li, you want to see his jade pendant."

Li Bochen didn't know what Xu Cheng wanted to see, but he still said: "I must have never seen it before, otherwise I would have an impression. Just now I saw you holding on in the snow for so long, it seemed that it was all because of the jade in your hand-- Can’t you show it to me?”

The young man thought for a moment and threw the jade pendant to Li Boxen: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Li Bochen did not explain. He held the jade in his hand and was about to ask Xu Cheng what he was looking at when he noticed that there were some marks on the end of the jade pendant. Viewed during the day, the traces are not obvious because of the strong light. But now it is set against the firelight, and the textures that are different from the polished smooth surface are revealed. It seems that there was originally a raised pattern on the tail end, but someone had cut it off.

The traces left behind seemed like a rising sun rising above a water pattern. No need for Xu Cheng to remind him, Li Boxen suddenly remembered the piece of jade that Sui Buxiu had given him - the jade also had water patterns on it, and a dragon's head poked out from it.

That decoration can only be used by kings with noble titles in the Sui Dynasty. The patterns on this jade pendant are similar. This person has a Gaoguo accent and can use the ancestral temple magic. It seems that he must be a member of the royal family.

Li Boxen thought for a moment and asked directly: "Your surname is Gao, right?"

The young man looked stern and almost sat up. But after a while, he relaxed his body again and sneered: "That's right. My name is Gao Haohe."

Then he turned to Noya and said, "Stop pretending. Ask your slaves to take me back!"

Noya stared: "Huh?"

It seems that he is still extremely vigilant in his heart. This is not his fault. If he were in the current situation, he would not easily trust a person walking around in Dangtu Mountain with a Rakshasa. Li Bochen was silent for a moment and said: "Nine Heavens Hao He opens the palace, and the clothes of all nations worship Qi. Gao Hao He, what a good name."

After hearing these words, Gao Haohe's expression became strange. It seemed that he wanted to stay vigilant, but he couldn't help but want to read those two lines of poetry carefully, but his face showed fear, joy, and annoyance for a while.

Li Bochen didn't care to figure out why this person was so strange, and said to Nuo Ya: "I said you are my prisoner, is it not wrong?"

Noah snorted: "What kind of prisoner? You saved me, and I'll help you save those of your kind, that's all."

At this time, Xu Cheng couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Li, I didn't expect you to be good at flattery. But these two lines of your poem are really good. I just don't know whether they sound like a compliment or a curse to this Nanmen Lord."

After hearing Noya's reply, Gao Haohe looked hesitant again, as if he was weighing whether to believe it or not. Li Bochen took the opportunity and said in his heart: "Do you know this person? Is Nanmen Jun his title?"

Xu Cheng said with a smile: "This man is Gao Xin's fifth son. How do you think he got his name Gao Haohe? It is said that Gao Xin got drunk eighteen years ago and favored a maid outside the south gate. The maid named him Hao He - she became a master because of the south gate. But in the eyes of others, this was not a good name. They were together outside the palace. This matter will be remembered in the book. It’s in his name.”

Li Boxen said: "The name the maid gave him? Can a prince like him be given a name casually?"

Xu Cheng laughed again: "Yeah, this is even more interesting - back then, the waitress was afraid of being harmed, so she didn't tell anyone, and she only made it public after she gave birth to him. But Gao Xin is not short of heirs, and he hates this kind of thing. Just let her do what she did. Gao Haohe stayed outside the palace until he was nine years old. When he was ten years old, Gao Xin's ninth son died, so he remembered him and took him back."

"But do you think, what kind of prince can the maid teach? Gao Xin dislikes him very much - the twelfth son was made king, but he was only given the title of Nanmen Lord. Ha, Nanmen Lord, this You have become the laughing stock of the world. Brother Li, your surname is also Wang, don’t you know these things about your royal family?”

Li Boxen said: "I'm too lazy to know about these scraps."

So he is only eighteen years old? Then this life experience is pitiful enough. Li Bochen was about to speak when he saw Gao Haohe suddenly glared and sat up: "Brother-in-law!? You are the brother-in-law!!"