Walking on the street, Chen Shen found that there were far fewer people on the street than before.
"Why is it closed?" He came to Zuixian Tower and wanted to buy some good wine and food to take back, but found that the door was closed.
"Brother, why is Zuixianlou closed? Wasn't it still open yesterday?" He asked the owner of the shop next to the restaurant.
"It's closed. Many family forces in the city have moved to other cities. There are fewer customers. The store owner felt that King An City was not peaceful, so he sold the restaurant."
The boss said simply.
Chen Shen nodded and had no choice but to turn around and leave, going to the second best restaurant in the city. It was not the second best restaurant, but it was called the second best restaurant.
On the road, many shops were closed.
"Those, they were originally the property of the Wang family. The whole family moved away a few days ago, and these shops are no longer available."
After asking passers-by, they found out that the closed businesses were all family businesses, monks' families.
These monks have a keen sense of smell, or in other words, a strong sense of crisis. Even if Prince An's palace is robbed in the future, they will not resist, will not cause trouble, and are not willing to gamble.
Move early and stay out of trouble.
Chen Shen shook his head slightly and went to the second best restaurant. Fortunately, this restaurant was not closed. Now that Zuixianlou is no longer there, it is already the largest restaurant. It can be called the first restaurant in Anwang City. There are many customers in the building and it is like a bustling crowd.
He bought some food and wine and walked to Street 13.
Back at the house, Mu Xiaojin was standing at the door to greet him.
"Junior brother is back." She quickly stepped forward to hold Chen Shen's arm and said with a smile.
During this time, everyone in Prince An's Mansion was in danger. She also understood that if Prince An's Mansion was not at peace, the peaceful days before would probably not last long, so she cherished the present moment.
Enter the courtyard.
"Now Daxia is going to cut down the vassalage. Junior brother, as a Ziyuan Qi Luck Master, will you be in danger?" Mu Xiaojin said again, with a sad look on his face.
She has also heard about the fate of the fortune master who was dismissed from Prince Zhou's palace. Chen Shen is the fortune master of Ziyuan. If King An is robbed, he may not be able to protect himself wisely.
"Don't worry, the reduction of vassal status in the Immortal Dynasty is by no means as simple as the secular world. You can capture this one today and demote that one tomorrow. If push comes to shove, the kings are not vegetarians. The reduction of vassal status will take a long time.
And these times are opportunities for us to accumulate strength. "
Although Chen Shen had a sense of urgency, he was not in a hurry.
Moreover, if a certain prince rebels, Wen Guang's attention will be diverted and the time span will be even larger.
Wen Guangli one hundred and sixty-three years.
Daxia was peaceful and peaceful, and it seemed that it was not affected by the deposing of King Zhou.
But how many twists and turns there are, who knows whether the major palaces are sitting back and waiting for death, just hoping that Wen Guang will not kill them all, or they are making various preparations.
"It took five years to finally break through to the late stage of the ninth level of divine transformation." Chen Shen stood in the courtyard garden and muttered to himself.
The higher the level, the longer it takes. Even if he has unparalleled talent, he will not be able to break through the level quickly.
Then, he walked out of the courtyard and went to the Purple Garden to discuss Taoism.
"It's getting more and more deserted. What's left is either a strong family with too deep roots that they can't bear to leave, or they don't have enough strength to survive elsewhere."
On the way, Chen Shen murmured as he looked at the fewer and fewer people on the streets.
When they came to the garden, the faces of all the luck masters were no longer as comfortable as before, and they all had worried looks on their faces.
Only Grandmaster Zihe and above can still remain calm.
Because of the Zhou Wang Qi Luck Master, only people above Grand Master Zihe were taken away from the imperial mausoleum.
Not long after, the discussion began.
"I used to study Mountain and River Technique desperately just to show off my talents, win first place, and obtain resources. Now that I have won first place, I don't feel happy."
It was a Baiyan Grandmaster who won the first place among Baiyan Qi Luck Masters for the first time, but he didn't appear very happy.
"Just be content. Look at Xiao Li. He is still lingering under the quasi-grandmaster. He is at the bottom every time he talks about Taoism. Look at how happy he is."
While the Baiyan Qi Luck Masters were discussing, the Green Bird Masters began to talk about Tao.
Chi!
A ball of purple energy of luck was captured and placed into the dojo, and then, a curtain of light appeared.
"Let's begin!" Chen Shen said loudly, sitting cross-legged above the dojo.
Zihe did not discuss the Dao competition, he was one of the Zihe masters who came to host the competition.
"When I first came here, I was just a little luck master from Baiyan, but now I have become a high-ranking host."
Chen Shen sighed, and the discussion below also started.
More than half an hour later.
"Zhang Ping is so amazing. We entered the Purple Garden together back then, and now he is ranked among the top three Green Bird Masters, while I am still Bai Yan!" Bai Yan Qi Luck Master sighed.
In the same batch back then, only a few were promoted to Green Birds, while the rest were still settling in the Baiyan Qi Luck Masters.
"It's amazing. I saw Master Zihe sitting cross-legged above him. He is also from the same group."
"..." That Master Baiyan.
"..." Zhang Ping.
These words made them all feel humiliated.
"Chen Shen..."
The trio of Xu Wenjing and Song Yucheng stood among a group of Baiyan Qi Luck Masters, looking inconspicuous.
They looked at the figure high in the sky with complicated expressions.
At that time, through family operations, I entered the Purple Garden in order to obtain a place in the tomb and gain benefits for the family.
But after so many years, the money earned has not been repaid.
If you give them time, you will definitely make money. Unfortunately, Wen Guang cut down the feudal vassal and no one cares about the tomb. I am afraid that there will be no chance in the future.
But those who were regarded as inferior to him at the beginning were making a lot of money and were almost bleeding. It was the noble Master Zihe who turned into a god to follow him and gave lectures to these people in his group.
.......
One hundred and sixty-five years of Wen Guangli.
Daxia was calm, but Emperor Wenguang still made no further moves.
"It's a little bit worse. In another year, we can achieve perfection."
In the courtyard, Chen deeply assessed his own cultivation.
"When you are promoted to Master Zihe, you no longer need to hide your talent. You should continue to study."
"Junior brother, Ziyuan's future can already be foreseen, why are you still wasting time on Zijin Mountain River Technique?" Mu Xiaojin wondered.
"Luck is mysterious and mysterious. It is not needed now, but it may be useful one day in the future. Moreover, if Prince An's Mansion is really robbed, if I am promoted to the Purple Crane Grandmaster, I can still survive the catastrophe safely, and I might be selected to go to the imperial mausoleum. "
Chen Shen explained.
A year later, everything was calm, and his cultivation level reached a breakthrough and he reached the point where he reached the stage of becoming a god.
"Your Majesty, you're not far away!" Chen Shen looked majestic and his eyes flashed with a terrifying beam of light.
Purple Garden.
The customary Tao discussion continued. This time, Chen Shen participated in the Zihe Tao discussion, and the Golden Scale Master personally presided over it.
Chi!
Tianzun Li Wu assisted Jin Lin in setting up a dojo for a group of Zihe masters.
"Old Zhao, you and your student are at the bottom among Zihe. In this discussion, I don't know if your student will surpass you." Master Zihe joked.
Zhao Decai's face was calm and he did not feel disappointed: "The master is better than the master and the master is the teacher. What's wrong with this?"
But when the results came out and Lao Zhao was really at the bottom, Master Zihe, who was always good at teaching his disciples, turned slightly dark.
It has only been a few years since Chen Shen was promoted to Zihe, and even he, as a teacher, has surpassed him.
"Congratulations to Lao Zhao, the student has graduated!" Someone congratulated him, and Lao Zhao's face became even darker.
"stop!"
Just when all the luck masters were about to leave, the golden scale master above suddenly changed his expression and shouted in a deep voice.
Everyone turned around, not knowing what was happening.
"You stole your luck!" The Golden Scale Master stopped a young man and frowned.
The young man's face changed drastically, and he became extremely pale, and his body was trembling. He was so frightened that he lost his mind on the spot and exposed himself.
"The Sword Comes"
"Master, have mercy on me." He knelt down and begged:
"Most of the luck masters in the Zhou Palace were intercepted and killed after King Zhou was robbed. With my talent and strength, it is impossible to enter the imperial mausoleum. I can only use the luck to practice. I only hope that on the day when the purple garden disappears, I can have some strength to myself. Save."
"You have violated a taboo!" The Golden Scale Master said unmoved and coldly.
"Master, spare your life. I will never do this again. Give me a chance." The young man kept the Golden Scale Master's thigh and kowtowed for mercy.
"It's a taboo for a Qi Luck master to use Qi Luck to practice. You've committed a capital crime and I can't help you."
"Spare your life, spare your life!"
"Emperor Wenguang destroyed the Zhou Palace and dismissed the luck masters from the imperial mausoleum. He didn't care about their life or death. I can only do this. They are all working for Daxia. Why don't our lower level luck masters not get necessary protection? Isn't this right? Fair, not fair at all!”
At the end of the sentence, the young man almost yelled out.
However, no one spoke for him. Li Wu said nothing and brought him into the palace, where he was destined to die.
"That's Xiao Li from our Baiyan Qi Luck Master. We often laugh at him for being at the bottom. We thought he had gotten used to it over the years, but we didn't think about it and finally went to the extreme."
"Well, in the past few years, I have seen him very optimistic and always smiling. It turns out that he secretly used his luck to practice. Let me tell you, why has his cultivation improved so quickly?"
Looking at Xiao Li who was struggling to be taken away by Tianzun, everyone did not feel gloating about his misfortune, but instead felt a sense of sadness that a rabbit had died and a fox had died.
"Sad, deplorable." The Golden Scale Master, who had been unmoved, sighed.
And speaking of it, he was aware of the other party.
If it was not pointed out clearly, would Xiao Li have been able to escape?
Will not.
"Don't imitate Xiao Li. It is a taboo for a Qi Luck master to practice with Qi Luck, and it is a capital offense. If I don't check it, and someone from the imperial mausoleum finds out in the future, I'm afraid it will lead to the annihilation of the clan."
The Golden Scale Master looked at the luck masters, gave a warning, and then disappeared.
"But low-level luck masters like us will probably die in the future." Someone murmured softly.
"Alas." Chen Shen sighed and shook his head slightly.
