The Dragon Boat quickly flew to the northwest. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled hundreds of miles. Looking back, the imperial capital could no longer be seen. ŴŴŴ.
Han Feng put aside the messy thoughts that had just appeared in his heart and secretly asked Xian'er: "Xian'er, are you sure that the eighth prince's body is still possible to recover?"
Xian'er responded: "Master, this little guy's situation is different from yours. His talent should have been extremely amazing, but he was attacked by external forces, causing all the meridians in his body to be severed, and he was almost destroyed and withered to death.
It should have been a Hongwu-level powerhouse who used Hongwu's origin to warm his meridians for a long time. This saved his life, but he also cut off his cultivation path in this life. "
At this point, Xian'er's words seemed slightly meaningful: "However, there are no absolutes in this world. If the master finds the energy of chaos again in the future, he can use some of the energy of chaos to reshape his meridians and repair the origin, and he will be able to practice. "
When Han Feng heard this, he nodded. The energy of chaos could repair even ancient artifacts such as the Demon Refining Pot, let alone the meridians of the human body.
Han Feng was surprised that the eighth prince, a member of the royal family, could be attacked and his meridians were cut off. There must be some ulterior secret in this.
Through this period of time in the imperial capital and getting along with the eighth prince, Han Feng felt that he had a pure heart. Although his character was a bit timid, he was talented, kind and sincere.
Since the other party called him "Sir", Han Feng naturally wanted to help him.
Of course, in addition to this, Han Feng also has his own more far-reaching plans.
Compared with the kindness and innocence of the eighth prince, the prince Zhu Hongyu is narrow-minded and will retaliate for his anger, so he is definitely not the choice of the emperor.
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Now the fight between him and himself is still in the dark, and the other party still needs to avoid His Majesty the Emperor Wu at all times.
But sooner or later, this person will ascend to the throne of God. How will you treat this person then?
Han Feng was not a person who grew up in this era, and he did not have the pedantic concept of "the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die".
Since the other party is such a big threat, Han Feng will nip it in the cradle.
Emperor Wu is now in the prime of life and will not abdicate in the short term. In this case, the future ownership of the throne is still uncertain.
The future emperor obviously did not meet Han Feng's wishes, so Han Feng thought, why not elect someone who satisfied him.
Today's Zhu Hongyi is still young and has no desire to compete for supremacy. The words Han Feng left for him today are to plant a seed in his heart and "germinate" for future competition for power!
As long as Zhu Hongyi changes his character and regains his talent for cultivation, he will have more chances to rise to the top.
And in the future, his strength and power will be improved, and he will occupy enough weight in the Qianlan Empire's court. If he continues to fully support the other party, great things may not be impossible.
Of course, all this is still far away, and Han Feng can only plan ahead.
…
Unknowingly, the Dragon Boat had already traveled nearly a thousand miles to the northwest.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky in the calm void in the distance.
Immediately, a white-faced middle-aged man wearing a golden robe appeared.
The middle-aged man has no aura around him and looks like an ordinary person, but he is just floating there quietly, but it is like a natural chasm, cutting off the way forward!
As soon as they saw this figure, the three uncles behind Han Feng showed horror, because they felt an absolute pressure from this golden-robed man, and they were like ants in front of him.
When Han Feng saw this person, he was also shocked. He immediately flew forward, raised his hands and saluted: "Junior Han Feng, I have met senior Jin San!"
The person who came turned out to be the Japanese-level powerful man who took Han Feng and the eldest princess back to the palace a few days ago. Han Feng did not expect to meet him here.
Jin San looked at Han Feng, nodded slightly to him, and then said: "Han Feng, my master wants to see you."
"Master!"
Hearing the other party's words, Han Feng couldn't help being shocked.
This person is a genuine Japanese-level powerful person. Han Feng guesses that this person is also an absolute top existence among the Qianlan Heavenly Guards.
Such a powerful person actually has a master, and he wants to see him by name.
Although he was a little surprised and uncertain in his heart, Han Feng knew that he did not have the capital to refuse a Japanese-level powerhouse.
And given the identity of the other party, it is impossible for him to harm himself.
Han Feng immediately nodded in agreement and asked the three uncles to wait for him where he was.
Then, the golden three-sleeved robe was rolled up, and a vast energy enveloped Han Feng.
In an instant, Han Feng was taken to a land surrounded by mountains and covered by clouds and fog.
Jin San led Han Feng to escape into the depths of the foggy sea, and a golden light pulled Han Feng through an invisible barrier.
The next moment, the scenery in front of him changed, and Han Feng had arrived in a new space.
The fields here are vast, with mountains and rivers stretching as far as the eye can see, and the void above our heads is a hazy green light.
In the center of this space, there is an ancient tree. It is shaped like an umbrella, its roots are intertwined, and it is as thick as a sky pillar. It is as high as a thousand feet, more majestic and majestic than the mountains.
Above the ancient tree, a bright green light shines like the scorching sun on the heaven and earth.
Jin San took Han Feng and flew all the way towards the ancient tree. The closer he got to the ancient tree, the stronger the power of wood element between heaven and earth became, full of vitality, all things flourished, and countless elixirs grew in it.
The two of them flew all the way to the ancient tree, and immediately soared up to the top of the ancient tree. In front of them was a huge green light curtain.
Jin San took out a golden token, and a spiritual light hit the light curtain, immediately opening a passage about ten feet wide.
The two of them followed the passage and passed through the light curtain, and a majestic palace appeared in front of them.
There was no one around the hall, but the moment Han Feng stepped into the light curtain.
He immediately felt that multiple qi machines swept through his body, including more than a dozen powerful men at the late moon level, and even several qi machines from quasi-sun level experts.
Han Feng couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He looked at the top of the hall and saw a fluttering "Platinum Sword Tower" flag. He couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "Have I arrived at the base camp of Qianlan Tianwei?"
When he was confused, Jin San bowed toward the top of the hall.
"Master, my disciple has brought Han Feng!"
There was no response in the void, but in the next moment, Han Feng suddenly felt that the void around him changed drastically, and he was cut off from heaven and earth.
In a daze, the person had disappeared outside the main hall and was now in a quiet room with bright and clean windows.
In the center of the room, on a futon, an old man in white sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
The old man's beard and hair are all white, and he looks haggard. Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he looks like an ancient tree that has not moved for thousands of years, quiet and peaceful.
However, the moment he saw the old man.
In the Han Feng Divine Platform, the Eye of Dongxu suddenly vibrated, and a chilling and solemn air filled the air. At the same time, the green light of the Demon Refining Pot in the body shrank, and it actually entered a state of hiding!
Being able to make the Eye of Dongxu feel threatened and allow Xian'er to put the Demon Refining Pot into hiding, the strength of this old man is almost self-evident.
Then I thought about the history I had heard about the rise of the Qianlan Empire in the Imperial Capital before.
Han Feng's heart suddenly shook, and he suddenly thought of a character.
Immediately, he stood up straight, bowed to the old man on the futon, and said respectfully: "Junior Han Feng, pay homage to the old God of War!"
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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