Chapter 241 Infiltration, Wusheng Branch in Beijing

Nowadays, there are more Sanhua in Beijing than before.

The walls, pits, eaves, tables and chairs of the ruins of the war are covered with bright and beautiful flowers, giving people a strange and coquettish beauty.

Sanhua's "camera" is the only channel for most middle- and low-income families to explore intelligence in the capital.

They have to come.

While they were fleeing like Ning Zheng, they sent people to the capital to collect information.

Even Ning Zheng herself took the time to come here while on the run, grow three flowers, and spy on the information.

Princess Xin'e's Mansion.

When great changes occurred in the capital, Princess Xin'e chose to hide and wait until the situation calmed down before reappearing.

at this time.

Xin'e walked out of the refuge room and looked at the dark ruins of the capital. The people were gloomy and gloomy, and she shook her head slowly.

A large number of buildings in the capital were broken, and construction was not difficult.

It's boring to go back and forth like this. Now she is acting for the Civil Engineering Department in the capital, and she has to recruit a new group of Dharma ministers and build a new brick-laying construction site!

Think about yourself, a future lifeless old mother, who actually started her own business

"Nowadays, the world has changed so much that even the ancient imperial tombs have appeared in the capital."

"I wonder when I will be able to fight back?"

She felt her own state.

The early stage of the Four Zang Realm.

This is already quite fast.

She used to be a mortal with no spiritual roots, but her theoretical knowledge was extremely rich. Now it is like reincarnation and re-cultivation, and the previous realm cannot hold her back at all.

Coupled with the supply of all kinds of top-notch heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it would be funny if he still stayed in the Five Body Realm.

"It's just that I gave up the royal family's spiritual root power of fire and chose this mysterious spiritual root power of cutting out soul clones."

"I don't know if it's good or bad."

Princess Xin'e also knew that she had no choice.

The spiritual roots of the royal family are certainly very good, but they also have to be talented!

She felt that if her spiritual roots were developed, her potential would be equally impressive.

While she was thinking about it, she didn't realize that the three flowers above her head gradually grew a fourth petal, a fifth petal, and a sixth petal.

Wow! ~

A gorgeous flower with six petals slowly bloomed.

If anyone noticed this scene, they would be shocked.

Because this is very similar to those ancient creatures who were possessed by the imperial mausoleum, but those ancient creatures were accompanied by incomplete three flowers, and in front of them was a complete three flowers.

"Princess, it's time to take a shower and change clothes." Two maids came.

"No need."

Princess Xin'e's face kept changing, and her aura kept changing, with a hint of weirdness, as if she was possessed by something terrifying.

But the two strange maids were completely unaware, "Then Princess, we are now..."

"Let's go out and have a look."

Ning Zheng felt Princess Xin'e's body, then manipulated it and said, "Dress up."

"yes!"

"yes!"

The two maids hurriedly went to prepare.

Ning Zheng took a look at the entire princess mansion and looked at the surrounding buildings and environment.

He controls such a large palace in the capital and is a blood relative of the royal family. It is indeed a good base.

This was also his first official visit.

Following the three flowers he gave to Xin'e, he used his own newly grown three flowers to possess her, forming a phenomenon similar to those possessed by ancient creatures in imperial tombs.

Not for a while.

Several maids brought some clothes to change, and Ning Zheng stood up and let herself be manipulated, but she felt a little uncomfortable controlling a body.

The breastplate was a bit thick, so he thought for a moment and stretched out his hand to cut it, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. As a trickster, it was filled with flesh and blood and would grow back quickly, so he wasn't afraid.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"When I looked at this knife, I felt phantom pain!"

"There's something wrong with Xin'e! Is the village owner possessed? Sure enough, the village owner has a back-up plan! He tricked Princess Xin'e into opening the three-flower spiritual root, and then left a secret door!"

"Wow, the owner of the village is pregnant."

"Is this the village owner's first official appearance?"

"I knew that our village owner's game background board setting was super powerful and super mysterious. It's still very mysterious now."

“Don’t play bullshit literature.”

The voices of those hairpin girls came to Ning Zheng's mind. They had nothing to do and came here. They were chattering and it was very lively.

The villa "stopped the car to refuel" and came to explore the information themselves. They obviously listened to the other blacksmiths and came to the capital to try to find some information.

At this time, those happy hairpin girls really want to go out and brag, post like crazy, and create a wave of popularity and traffic.

This wave!

The owner of the village has come to the capital in person.

Look at this possessed evil three flowers, no, it’s six flowers! Just on the petals, there are four and five flower spirits possessed by other ancient evil beings.

It's crushing in terms of level and momentum.

If other people in the capital saw this scene, they might think that the ancient Death Saint was born and possessed, right?

"I officially announce that the owner of the village will be called Xiaoniao from now on."

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"ah??"

"Because this state imitates the possession of ancient creatures, I would like to call it a little bird swimming in six flowers."

Ning Zheng didn't understand their nonsense at all, so she ignored them, dressed like a man, walked out of the princess's house, and looked around.

Walked around.

It was discovered that because the imperial guards were severely damaged, it would take some time for the Earth-bound spirit generals under the Xin Dynasty royal family to be resurrected, and the security management of the entire capital dropped significantly.

It is more convenient for some beings to sneak in.

Now, the Dharma images outside don’t even need to mix up their identities. They can walk on the streets openly and will not be arrested and imprisoned, nor will they be killed.

Ning Zheng came to a restaurant, sat down, ordered a pot of wine, a few dishes, and listened to the people around him chatting.

"Although the Xinchao Saint immediately recovered and suppressed the entire imperial mausoleum half an hour after the battle, I heard that the core has been broken."

"What?"

"Someone has successfully stolen it, what virtue and ability?"

"No, it is estimated that a group of people are fighting for it, and it may have been broken!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the clouds of worry were bleak.

It’s okay to grab it, but if the "Imperial Seal" is broken, who will suppress these historical murals in the future?

Those ancient figures in the imperial mausoleum can come out and go back whenever they want?

This capital city is probably going to become the largest hybrid nightmare-level secret realm for mankind! !

The capital will be like an ancient abyss, with cracks in time and space, and the figures of ancient saints will continue to emerge, stretching out their hands from the old time and space and slowly climbing to the present world.

"Now, how can this saint in the present world suppress it?"

"How can he be a saint in the present world? He is essentially a dead saint in the imperial mausoleum. Now there are no living contemporary saints in our Kyushu land, suppressing the world and sitting in the imperial mausoleum." Someone sobbed.

Someone said bitterly: "Saints of all dynasties were the emperors guarding the imperial mausoleum, what a style, but now?"

Some people who are emotionally sensitive have even sobbed and cried, and the breath of fear spread in the teahouse: "Saint Jiusui, please come back, we miss you, and the people of Kyushu cannot live without you."

The feeling of fear is like a black cloud hanging over everyone's heart.

"In this world, a hero like the Saint of Jiusui will soon emerge to save this chaotic world and pacify the country."

"Woo woo woo, it will definitely work. Whenever there is a chaotic world, there will be a demon born to sweep across the world and suppress the entire era with personal power!"

"Yes, isn't Xirong Divine Craftsman an example? The strongest civil official has been born, and the only thing missing is the strongest fighting power. A young saint emperor will come out of Xirong to assist such a person and will surely rebuild the country."

"The head of the civil official has been born, and the only thing missing is a saint!"

Some people sighed.

Some young monks' eyes flickered with longing.

They even fantasized that they would pacify, protect, and suppress this chaotic world, and they would follow the path of the Saint of Jiusui back then, and conquer the entire country under the guidance of civil officials and saints like Xirong Divine Craftsman!

Some people miss Jiusui, the most peaceful era, while others think that this era should not be too pessimistic.

"This Xinchao Saint is as powerful as Jiusui Saint! He is so powerful that all saints bow down to him."

"I don't believe it!"

"Then tell me, why didn't those ancient beings come out?"

"Do you think it is possible that they don't want to come out, but just sent out advance teams to collect information about the present world and come out after confirming the strategic plan?"

"It is possible."

"I think so too. It is undeniable that the last saint is powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't suppress everyone's joint breakthrough. It can only be that the hearts of those ancient saints are not united! They are still unwilling to join forces to attack!"

"Or maybe, they are just waiting, with deep thoughts and many tricks, waiting for the next time this saint goes crazy, so that they can easily get out."

Ning Zheng pricked up her ears to listen, and felt that there was some truth. Maybe they had analyzed the overall situation clearly?

As expected, the think tank cannot rely solely on those small blacksmiths.

The scholars who discuss national affairs in these restaurants and teahouses are also very strong think tank figures!

There are many masters among the people, and their IQ and strategies are not too low.

The reason why they cannot reach the height of mastering the overall situation and calculating the world is not because of their lack of intelligence, but more because they can't get the intelligence of the high-level circle at all, and they don't know when they are about to die.

No matter how strong the strategy is, it is just an auxiliary to the combat power.

The core of this world is, after all, an era that gathers thousands of great powers.

"Their analysis seems reasonable."

"It is not without limitations. They have too little information, and their analysis may be wrong."

Ning Zheng felt that he should not be trusted.

His current intelligence is the same as theirs, so he felt that what these passers-by said made sense.

He listened for a while in the restaurant, then stood up and walked around the street again, deliberately walking through some special nodes.

Some of the mumbling of the Wusheng Sect and the wailing of the female prisoners in the prison came out of him.

They were chopped to the ground, and their weak bodies fell limply in the villa, but it made their wailing and obsession seem more resentful and gloomy, with a sense of gentle resentment.

"If it were in the past, I wouldn't dare to show off the aura of a cult like this."

"But now the capital is in a window period, and all kinds of evil are emerging. If I take the opportunity to show up, they won't target me."

"Why don't I disguise myself as a person of the Wusheng Sect and try to sneak into the enemy camp."

Ning Zheng thought.

Infiltrating the capital branch of the Wusheng Sect was the plan of the young blacksmiths before, but unfortunately it didn't succeed completely in the end because the supervision in the capital was too strict at that time!

If we make contact rashly, Xirong Godsmith will be exposed, and something big may happen.

Now there is no such concern. Sure enough, Ning Zheng, who disguised herself as some evil three flowers of the Wusheng Sect, walked around, and someone immediately noticed Ning Zheng's aura of the Wusheng Sect.

A clear, sweet and gentle voice came, full of maternal radiance, secretly transmitting:

"This fellow believer, please come this way."

Ning Zheng smiled slightly.

It worked.

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