Chapter 122: Between You and Me, a Battle Between Trapped Beasts (Please Subscribe) (1/2)

That night, the evening breeze brought a lot of clouds and mist again.

As the temperature warmed up, Cheng Guang asked Qingluan to open the window and sleep with Qin Yanqiu in the gray-blue clouds.

Although Qin Yanqiu was a little cold, there was also an advantage. He was very well-behaved when sleeping, like a kitten quietly attached to Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang slept until midnight, slowly opened his eyes, and his mind moved slightly. The image of the Qingyuan Xiansheng Zhenjun in his mind emerged.

The existence in the image of the god stood in Cheng Guang's mind like a peak that could not be seen to the top.

Cheng Guang's thoughts turned into a handsome and unparalleled gentleman, standing in front of the god.

His appearance was the same as before, but during this period, his cultivation gradually increased, his face had a lot more spirit, and his soul was more solid.

Looking closely, you can still see the surface of Cheng Guang's soul, shining with golden light, reflecting his facial features and body, and even clearly reflecting the sweat hair on his body.

"My spiritual path has now reached the fifth level of destiny, and my soul can communicate with the power of heaven and earth. To break through to the sixth level of enlightenment, I need some opportunities."

Cheng Guang thought about this and continued to visualize the God map.

The vast and ethereal god flashed again, and the light turned into a stream, shining on him, like a stream, blending into Cheng Guang's soul bit by bit, strengthening his soul.

The remaining medicinal power of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill that I had taken before was also blending into Cheng Guang's body bit by bit at this time.

"I still have a lot of Nine Revolutions Golden Pills, and I don't lack resources at all. The only thing I lack is time."

"One Nine Revolutions Golden Pill has benefited me for so long. I don't know how powerful the Tianhua Dao Pill rewarded by this system task will be."

Cheng Guang had expectations in his heart, and he no longer hesitated.

When he sank into cultivation.

The vast and empty god in his mind seemed to suddenly open his eyes, and the dazzling red light flashed in those unreal eyes.

When the red light flashed in the eyes of the supernatural power, Cheng Guang, who had been visualizing the picture of the god, suddenly felt a huge shock in his heart. At that moment, he found that he seemed to have seen the true appearance of the god that he had never seen clearly.

Cheng Guang's mind was imprinted with the appearance of the god that flashed for a moment. In the breath, the appearance of the god became more and more blurred in his mind.

No matter how he recalled it, he could not remember the appearance of Qingyuan Xiansheng Zhenjun in his mind.

It seemed to be shrouded in a huge fog.

Hazy and blurry!

At this time, Cheng Guang did not realize that at the moment when the god opened his eyes, Cheng Guang's soul emitted a pure and flawless white light, which was much brighter than before.

When the white light flashed, the original pure white color of the soul had changed into an orange light like a flame.

At the center of Cheng Guang's eyebrows, the soul light was bright and the breath was rising wildly.

Beside Cheng Guang, Qin Yanqiu, who had been sleeping soundly, noticed something, moved slightly, turned her head, and looked at Cheng Guang with a little doubt in her cold eyes.

Just a glance at Cheng Guang at this moment.

Qin Yanqiu was stunned.

Is this a breakthrough?

The aura of the prince seems to be the spiritual way?

Can the prince practice the spiritual way?

In an instant, many doubts flooded into Qin Yanqiu's heart, and her eyes, which had always been cold and calm, without much emotional change, could not help but have some waves.

She pursed her red lips, said nothing more, and did not disturb Cheng Guang. She did not dare to move her body, as if she did not want to disturb Cheng Guang who was breaking through at this time.

When Cheng Guang's aura gradually calmed down, Qin Yanqiu moved her body, and her cold eyes stared at Cheng Guang closely.

Under Qin Yanqiu's gaze, Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes, and at the moment his eyes opened and closed, a red-orange light flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Guang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a trace of joy appeared in his eyes. He did not expect that he would break through to the sixth level of spiritual enlightenment so easily.

Counting from the time he started practicing, he has been practicing for less than two or three months, right?

In such a short time, he has practiced the spiritual way to this point. It has to be said that he has surpassed many powerful people in the royal family of the world.

Even the emperor of the Great Zhou, when he was his age, might not have a higher level of cultivation than him.

Cheng Guang calmed down, and then he realized that Qin Yanqiu beside him was looking at him, his cold eyes flickered, as if he was looking at some rare species.

Cheng Guang smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Cheng Guang's question, and his cold face did not change much. His calm eyes slowly withdrew from Cheng Guang and lay down again.

"Nothing."

Cheng Guang smiled, knowing that Qin Yanqiu had noticed something.

However, even if Qin Yanqiu noticed that he could practice the spiritual way, it was not a big deal.

For him, Qin Yanqiu was already a trustworthy person, so he did not need to worry that Qin Yanqiu would expose the fact that he could practice the spiritual way.

Even if it was exposed, it would not matter.

With his identity alone, he could drive away a group of villains, and the royal family in the world would not have any thoughts about him, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, being able to practice the spiritual way.

Only the Emperor of the Great Zhou would think too much.

With his current cultivation level and the many rare treasures he possessed, he did not need to worry about the Emperor of the Great Zhou having any thoughts about him or taking action.

In other words, now he still wants someone to take action against him and let him test his current strength.

Cheng Guang rubbed his chin, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

It was already half of the night, and Cheng Guang did not fall asleep for the next hour. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. It was not until dawn that he retracted his body into the quilt and picked up Qin Yanqiu's slightly cold body.

Qin Yanqiu's body was made of something unknown. Although it was a chill, it was not excessive. It just made Cheng Guang feel a little cool.

Even in the hot summer, sleeping with Qin Yanqiu in his arms would be like hugging a central air conditioner.

Cheng Guang half hugged Qin Yanqiu and fell into a deep sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Qingluan knocked on the door, then walked in with hot water and helped Cheng Guang get up.

When Cheng Guang woke up, he found that Qin Yanqiu was no longer with him.

I thought I had already gotten up early.

Cheng Guang asked Qingluan to serve him briefly. After washing up, he walked to the courtyard and stretched his body.

Qingluan was busy helping Cheng Guang pack the bedding and some necessary luggage for going out.

This time Cheng Guang needs to go to Taihao Sword Sect to pick up his bride. Taihao Sword Sect is not far from the Kyoto of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It only takes three to five days to get there. If you take a flying boat, it will probably take less than two days to get there.

So Qingluan doesn't have much to pack this time.

After Cheng Guang stretched, he glanced around the courtyard and found that Qin Yanqiu was playing with Princess Nanming at the pavilion for some unknown reason.

Two people, one is like the cold white lotus in the mountains, and the other is like the noble jasmine in the garden.

Each has its own beauty.

Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Guang thought to himself that the main reason why Princess Nanming could stay in his Vientiane Garden for a long time and be so content was because of the black cub.

Cheng Guang glanced at a dark shadow in the side room.

The black cub was jumping around Qingluan who was cooking porridge, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail.

During the time he came to Zhenguo Palace, Hei Zai had obviously gained a lot of weight.

The originally muscular and muscular body had now become rounded.

It can be seen that even when Cheng Guang was not in Zhenguo's mansion, the people in the mansion did not treat the black cub badly and fed him very well.

"If we continue to raise him like this, the black cub will probably be renamed the black pig soon."

Cheng Guang couldn't help but murmured.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something and looked outside the courtyard gate.

Outside the courtyard gate.

On the tree-lined path paved with fine white stones, Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei came together.

"Guang'er."

Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei walked up to Cheng Guang and called Cheng Guang. After a slight pause, Wu Yuemei said:

"Guang'er, this time your father and I helped you find a new marriage. The other party is a contemporary goddess of the Taihao Sword Sect and a member of the Jianghu sect."

"Although he belongs to a martial arts sect, his status is extremely high. He has always been a reclusive person. He rarely participates in external disputes and does not show off his reputation, but his strength is very deep."

"Although it is not as good as our Zhenguo Duke's Palace, in a sense, it is not much worse than the legitimate daughters of the ministers in the imperial court."

"You will go to Taihao Sword Sect today to welcome the new generation."

Wu Yuemei said, her brows slightly arched, "Although you have to go out as soon as you come back, for matters like marriage, it is better to do it sooner rather than later. If you decide on the position of your head wife as soon as possible, everything will be easier to discuss."

Saying that, Wu Yuemei gently stroked Cheng Guang's forehead.

Cheng Guang was not surprised by what Wu Yuemei said. He asked people in the mansion last night and found out that the people who came to the mansion yesterday were from the Taihao Sword Sect.

The Taihao Sword Sect follows the path of sword cultivation and is the best at attacking. It is one of the four major sword sects today. Although its power is slightly weaker than the four major dynasties, it is not an existence that the four major dynasties can easily ignore.

If it weren't for the people of the Sword Sect, who have always been reclusive and rarely participated in disputes with the outside world, I am afraid that the royal families of the world would have already started disputes over these four major Sword Sects.

Either let the four major sword sects surrender, or directly destroy them.

The four major sword sects play an important role among the forces in the world.

It has become a weight that can affect the balance of the scale.

Although Cheng Guang didn't have much interest in the marriage, he still nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay, mother, my journey is boring at best, not hard at all."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly and said at the right time: "As long as you are safe on the road, pay more attention to safety. In addition, Guang'er, don't neglect your practice. You feel bored. I think you have no practice and you feel that you have too little time."

When Cheng Zhihai said this, Wu Yuemei was already unhappy before Cheng Guang said anything. He gently put his hand on Cheng Zhihai's waist and twisted it slightly.

Wu Yuemei had a smile on her face: "It's okay, Guang'er, don't listen to your father's nonsense. We can rest for a while. Why are you so tired?"

"Improvement of cultivation is not something that can be done in a short while. We are not in a hurry, just take our time."

Cheng Zhihai on the side couldn't help but secretly gasp, his mouth twitched, and he smiled dryly: "Yes, yes, your mother is right, let nature take its course."

As Cheng Zhihai spoke, he couldn't help but look at Cheng Guang a few times. When he felt the aura floating on Cheng Guang's body, his expression froze slightly and his eyes froze for a moment.

"That's not right, Guang'er, your cultivation..."

Cheng Zhihai seemed to realize something midway through his words and did not continue.

But I was secretly shocked.

How come Cheng Guang's spiritual cultivation has reached the sixth level of enlightenment?

But he is only at the sixth level of enlightenment at the age of twenty?

Is this comparable to Qin Yanqiu, a genius with amazing talent?

Although Cheng Guang is practicing the spiritual path, the speed of practice is faster than that of martial arts. In general, Qin Yanqiu is more powerful.

But for Cheng Zhihai, this is already very satisfying.

Back then, he and the Duke of Zhenguo worked hard to plan the bloodline of the royal family of Dachu, wasn't it for today?

Cheng Guang's cultivation has improved so quickly.

Cheng Zhihai's mood can't help but become excited.

I just feel that there will be successors to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in the future.

Wu Yuemei glanced at Cheng Zhihai and heard that Cheng Zhihai only said half of his words and had no intention of continuing to speak. She felt quite uncomfortable and had the urge to let Cheng Zhihai finish his words on the spot.

But Wu Yuemei thought about it and held back again.

Let's give Cheng Zhihai some face today.

I'll ask him after Guang'er leaves.

Wu Yuemei thought to herself and helped Cheng Guang pack his luggage. After Cheng Guang packed his luggage, the group went to the gate of the mansion.

This time, they were going to welcome the bride.

So the team that Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei prepared for Cheng Guang had to look much more festive. There were red flowers hanging around the necks of the tall horses, and many carriages were carrying luxurious gifts.

If it weren't for the fact that this trip was not too high-profile.

Cheng Guang was a little skeptical. Wu Yuemei and the others would probably want to equip themselves with a band and walk towards Taihao Sword Sect with gongs and drums.

Thinking of this, Cheng Guang immediately wanted to summon a flying boat and let the group take the flying boat to Taihao Sword Sect.

The speed of the flying boat is faster than that of most of the exotic beasts, and there are enough rooms for rest. If possible, Cheng Guang plans to take the flying boat all the time.

This flying boat is extremely rare and precious in the whole world, and even Cheng Zhihai has only one.

Cheng Zhihai doesn't need to go out now, so let Cheng Guang use it first.

If Cheng Zhihai wants to go out in the future, this flying boat will probably have to be returned to Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Guang couldn't help thinking in his heart that it would be great if he could have a flying boat that truly belongs to him in the future.

Cheng Guang thought about it and got on the flying boat.

After the accompanying team got on the flying boat, Cheng Guang waved to Cheng Zhihai and Cheng Zhihai under him, got up and left.

Since this time he was going to welcome the new students, the round trip would only take one or two days, so Cheng Guang did not bring Qin Yanqiu with him, but only brought Qingluan to stay by his side to serve him, and everything was simple.

The direction of Taihao Sword Sect is located in the southeast of Da Zhou Kyoto.

Cheng Guang controlled the flying boat and headed southeast all the way.

But in a moment, the flying boat driven by Cheng Guang disappeared in the eyes of Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei.

Cheng Zhihai looked at the direction where Cheng Guang left, and pulled Wu Yuemei who was still standing there in a daze. When he was about to return to the mansion, he suddenly seemed to notice something, his eyes slightly wrinkled, and looked towards the direction of the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a breath that rose up at the same time Cheng Guang left Kyoto and followed him.

But that breath only appeared for a moment.

Cheng Zhihai didn't know if he had an illusion.

"What's wrong?" Wu Yuemei noticed the strangeness of Cheng Zhihai and asked.

Cheng Zhihai shook his head.

"It's okay, nothing, I think it's okay."

As he said that, he continued to hold Wu Yuemei's hand lightly and walked into the mansion.

Wu Yuemei didn't have the heart to ask more.

After Cheng Zhihai walked into the mansion, he couldn't help thinking.

Just now, the breath from the palace followed his own Guang'er away. Was he an illusion?

If it wasn't an illusion,

Either the person in the palace wanted to attack Guang'er, or it was just a coincidence?

If it was the latter, it would be nothing.

But if it was the former, it would be serious.

The emperor had no reason to attack Guang'er. Could it be that something happened that he didn't know about?

Thinking about this.

Cheng Zhihai paused slightly. He was still worried. He valued Cheng Guang's safety more than his own life.

It would be fine if he hadn't discovered the hidden aura.

But now that he discovered it, he couldn't just sit back and watch.

Cheng Zhihai let go of Wu Yuemei's hand and said to her, "Yumei, go back to your room and rest first. I don't know if Guang'er will have any accidents on his way to Taihao Sword Sect. I'll go with him to take care of him."

Wu Yuemei frowned slightly and said, "Guang'er has been to Dayan before, and nothing happened. This time he is in the territory of Dazhou, not to mention going to Taihao Sword Sect. He will be able to return in just one or two days. What accidents can happen?"

"Besides, there are many guards around Guang'er..."

Cheng Zhihai did not explain too much. After comforting Wu Yuemei, he stepped on the vitality, his body rose into the air, turned into a stream of light, and ran towards the direction where Cheng Guang left.

Wu Yuemei looked at Cheng Zhihai's back as he left and couldn't help shaking her head.

It's not that she didn't care about Cheng Guang's safety, but she felt that Cheng Zhihai was making a fuss at this time. If he had cared about Guang'er's safety from the beginning, it would not be a bad idea to follow Guang'er to Taihao Sword Sect just now.

Although Cheng Zhihai, as a father, had to go to the wedding reception and follow some etiquette, the Taihao Sword Sect, as a martial arts sect, obviously would not pay special attention to such things.

Now that we have realized it afterwards, it seems unnecessary to catch up again.

Wu Yuemei sighed and didn't intend to care too much. It was better for Cheng Zhihai to follow him. At least Guang'er wouldn't have any accidents along the way.

While thinking, Wu Yuemei got up and went back to the house.

…………

At this time.

When Cheng Zhihai stepped on the vitality and turned into a stream of light, chasing the direction of Cheng Guang's flying boat.

In the Great Zhou Palace.

In the bedroom of the side room of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Great Zhou Emperor, who was burning incense, paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Cheng Zhihai's departure, and nodded slightly.

"Zhao Jin, you follow behind now."

"First, make a lead to attract Zhihai's attention. I am so familiar with Zhihai that I know he will not ignore the aura rising from the palace and will definitely follow behind."

"You can do it later. As long as the action is clean and neat, and there are fewer traces, even Zhihai, even the Duke of Zhenguo, will not be able to find out that you did it."

The Great Zhou Emperor spoke in a calm tone, with a cold and majestic face. After lighting the cigarette cake, he took it to his mouth and blew it. After blowing the smoke, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Immediately, the Great Zhou Emperor's eyes fell on Zhao Jin, who was respectful to the side, and waved his hand.

"Go."

Zhao Jin saluted respectfully, responded, and slowly retreated. After leaving the Great Zhou Emperor's bedroom, his body rose up, and after distinguishing the direction, he flew in the direction where Cheng Guang left, that is, the direction of Taihao Sword Sect.

The Great Zhou Emperor raised his eyes slightly, saw Zhao Jin's figure disappear, sighed, lowered his eyes, looked at the cigarette cake in his hand, and felt a lot of emotion.

His lips moved slightly, and the words came to the corner of his mouth, but were swallowed by the Great Zhou Emperor again, and nothing was said.

The Great Zhou Emperor put the cigarette cake into the incense burner, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and said nothing.

…………

Cheng Guang stood on the deck of the flying boat, looking at the scenery around him.

The sky was light blue, white clouds were floating in the sea of ​​clouds, and the sun rose in the east, covering the sea of ​​clouds with a layer of light golden gauze.

When Cheng Guang looked at the surrounding scenery, the guards around him suddenly came forward to report.

"Prince, someone is approaching."

"Someone is approaching?" Cheng Guang raised his eyebrows slightly, followed the guidance of the guards, and looked behind the flying boat. He saw a person who seemed to be only the size of a sesame seed from a distance, appeared behind.

Cheng Guang looked at the person who came. He was very far away and could only vaguely see that he was wearing the official uniform of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The person's cultivation level seemed to be very high, and his speed was even faster than the flying boat.

In just a few breaths, the figure that seemed only the size of a sesame seed from a distance just now was already close at hand.

The other party landed steadily on the deck of Cheng Guang's flying boat and saluted Cheng Guang respectfully.

"Meet the prince."

Cheng Guang looked at the person who came and found that he was wearing the official uniform of the Minister of Rites. He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with a chubby face and a festive smile.

This person should be the new Minister of Rites. The old Minister of Rites was almost slaughtered because of his involvement in the Nanming King incident.

Cheng Guang looked at the new Minister of Rites in front of him and wondered why he suddenly came to him.

Minister of Rites Jiang Fan looked at Cheng Guang, and from the confusion on Cheng Guang's face, he guessed what Cheng Guang was thinking at the moment, so he smiled and said, "Prince, I am here to give you a gift on behalf of His Majesty."

"Give a gift?" Cheng Guang didn't understand again.

It seems that he hasn't told the Emperor of Great Zhou about his marriage yet?

How can there be a gift?

Moreover, even if he wanted to give a gift, it's too early to give it now that he's just on the way to welcome the new bride, isn't it?

Minister of Rites Jiang Fan didn't know what the Emperor of Great Zhou was thinking at this time, so he laughed dryly, "Perhaps the emperor has his own thoughts. Now that the prince's wedding is imminent, the emperor left the gift for the prince when he went to welcome the bride. This time, I am here to give the prince a gift for the person who is to marry the prince."

Cheng Guang listened to what Minister of Rites Jiang Fan said, his mouth slightly curled, and he didn't know what to say.

Minister of Rites Jiang Fan at least managed to make it up.

And from the news revealed in his words, the Emperor of Great Zhou seemed to have known that he was marrying the Taihao Sword Sect and that this time he was going to pick up the bride.

It was also possible that if the Emperor of Great Zhou did not know, how could the Minister of Rites Jiang Fan find him so accurately and give him a gift at this time.

Cheng Guang thought about it, thinking that the gift from the Emperor of Great Zhou would be wasted anyway, and was about to ask the Minister of Rites Jiang Fan to take out the gift and take it.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the sky in the distance.

A figure stepped on the vitality and rushed towards the flying boat where Cheng Guang was in an extremely fierce and hurried manner.

Just from the momentum of the person who came, all the guards on the flying boat thought that there was an enemy attack at first.

But after a closer look, when the guards saw the person clearly, they were all stunned, and then they said:

"It's the head of the family!"

Cheng Guang heard the voice of the guard, frowned slightly, looked at Cheng Zhihai who was running quickly in the distance, and was confused.

How come Cheng Zhihai caught up at this time?

Is it related to the Minister of Rites Jiang Fan?

Cheng Guang thought, glancing at the Minister of Rites Jiang Fan.

Minister of Rites Jiang Fan was also confused at this time, looking at Cheng Zhihai who ran from a distance, but landed in front of him in a breath, and didn't quite understand why Cheng Zhihai was so anxious.

"Master Cheng."

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, first saluted Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai's slate face remained unchanged, and his energy surged throughout his body, which put considerable pressure on Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites.

Cheng Zhihai looked at Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, and after sizing him up a few times, he said in slight shock: "Is it you?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, raised his head slightly and looked at Cheng Zhihai with a confused expression, "Master Cheng, what's wrong?"

Cheng Zhihai shook his head and did not explain. He breathed slightly and asked, "Why did you come to see my Guang'er?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, replied with a smile: "Master Cheng, I am here to deliver a gift to the Crown Prince on your Majesty's order."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his cuff and handed it to Cheng Guang.

After handing the things to Cheng Guang.

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, planned to leave.

Cheng Zhihai stopped him and frowned slightly: "Your Majesty didn't say anything else?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, shook his head, "No."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, "Then why would Sir Jiang make such a special trip? Your Majesty, if you want to give a gift, you should tell us in advance. Now that Guang'er has already set off, why would Sir Jiang make such a trip?"

When Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, heard what Cheng Zhihai said, his chubby face suddenly changed color, and he quickly said: "Master Cheng, this is not something you can say. How can we understand His Majesty's thoughts clearly?"

"Perhaps His Majesty just asked me to come over and give gifts to the Crown Prince on a temporary basis."

"Okay, since I have completed what His Majesty ordered, I will not bother the Crown Prince or Lord Cheng anymore."

When Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, said this, he slightly cupped his hands, stepped down, stood up and left.

The figure of Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, swept off the flying boat, but disappeared from sight for a moment.

Cheng Guang watched as the figure of Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, gradually disappeared. Then he looked away from the distance and fell on the wooden box in his hand. He opened it and took a look, and found that there was a black bead inside. He didn't know what it was made of.

From the looks of it, it seems quite precious.

Cheng Guang opened it and took a look, then closed it. He looked at Cheng Zhihai and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

Cheng Zhihai watched Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, leave, and his anxious heart gradually relaxed. Now that he heard Cheng Guang's question, he couldn't tell his own guess.

He simply smiled lightly and said:

"It's nothing, I suddenly want to see you off."

When Cheng Guang heard this, his tone was slightly stagnant. He looked at the scenery below the flying boat and said, "Dad, if you keep sending me off, I'll be there."

Cheng Zhihai was a little embarrassed, coughed behind his hands, then stretched out his hand and said: "Guang'er, can you show me the gift from His Majesty?"

Cheng Guang handed the wooden box to Cheng Zhihai and explained at the same time:

"Your Majesty sent this to the Taihao Sword Sect."

"It wasn't given to me."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, looked at the wooden box, gently pinched the black bead with one hand, looked at it for a few times, and after a moment of exploration, he put the black bead down.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time.

Cheng Zhihai was a little confused as to what the Emperor Zhou's intention was.

Suddenly he wanted to give Cheng Guang a gift, so he just asked Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, to deliver it in person. He even gave him such a precious black water drop.

For those who practice the path related to the water system, it can be said to be a treasure.

Water nourishes the skin.

Black water beads.

For women, it is a priceless treasure.

Wu Yuemei asked for these black water beads from Wu Shang, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty. No matter how much Wu Shang doted on Wu Yuemei, his sister, he did not take out the black water beads.

If the black water drop falls into the hands of the right person, it will be a spiritual treasure. Rather than letting women use it to maintain their beauty, it is better for it to play a more important role.

In the eyes of the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, spiritual practice was obviously more important.

When Wu Yuemei asked for it from the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty was reluctant to part with it, but now she gave it to Cheng Guang.

Let Cheng Guang hand it over to the Taihao Sword Sect, the future Crown Princess.

No matter how you think about it, Cheng Zhihai finds it incredible.

But at the moment, no matter how incredible it was, Cheng Zhihai didn't see anything strange.

The Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty behaved extremely well. Out of concern for his uncle, he gave Cheng Guang a small gift, but it was nothing.

At most, it was a bit hasty and the timing was wrong.

Cheng Zhihai put the black water beads back into the sandalwood box and exhaled slowly, "Okay, this is a good thing. If you give this to the child of Taihao Sword Sect, he will probably be very happy."

"Put it away, don't waste His Majesty's kindness."

"I'll go back right away. If you need anything, contact me."

Cheng Zhihai saw that he was about to arrive at Taihao Sword Sect and was already planning to go back.

Cheng Guang listened to Cheng Zhihai's words and looked into the distance. Among the mountains in the distance, he could already see a mountain peak like a heavenly gate.

Towering into the clouds and standing in the mountains, it seems like a fairyland on earth.

The gate on that day, in the clouds, was covered with a layer of golden light under the brilliant sun, giving it a sense of sanctity, as if it was like the Nantian Gate in the heaven.

This Tianmen Mountain is where the Taihao Sword Sect is located.

Cheng Guang nodded and said: "Okay, dad, just go back. I don't think there will be any accidents along the way."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, stood up and left.

Cheng Guang is going to welcome his bride this time. As a father, even if the Taihao Sword Sect doesn't care much, he still cares a lot and will not show his face if he can.

Cheng Zhihai left quickly.

Compared with when he came, Cheng Zhihai's footsteps seemed much lighter when he left.

Cheng Guangdong drove the flying boat towards the Tianshan Gate, and was about to enter the Tianshan Gate area.

Suddenly, the world became silent.

Cheng Guang raised his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge green porcelain bowl being lowered toward the flying boat like it was blocking out the sky and the sun.

The surrounding heaven and earth are isolated from the world in the bowl.

But from the outside, Cheng Guang's flying boat was still traveling towards Tianmen Mountain, with no change in speed. There was no huge green porcelain bowl covering the flying boat.

All these changes happened quietly, and not many people noticed it.

In the Tianshan Gate, there was no movement at all from the Taihao Sword Sect.

Cheng Zhihai, who had just left, seemed to feel something in his heart. He paused and glanced in the direction of Cheng Guang, but he knew that Cheng Guang was almost entering the Tianmen Mountain range.

Even if the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty tried his best, it would be impossible for him to send another person out in a short period of time.

At the same time, Taihao Sword Sect is also a means of protection for Cheng Guang.

I figured nothing would happen.

Cheng Zhihai stood where he was and glanced in the distance.

He could see that the flying boat driven by Cheng Guang was heading towards Tianmen Mountain bit by bit, and there was nothing unusual about it.

He suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Cheng Zhihai flew towards Kyoto.

…………

Under the green porcelain bowl, on the flying boat.

On the white jade eaves of the flying boat, a flower and bird was clasped down by a green porcelain bowl. It was shivering cautiously, its wings protecting its head, and its body curled up.

From time to time, he popped his head up, raised his butt, and looked at the group of people on the deck.

on deck.

Cheng Guang looked at the green porcelain bowl above his head, looked around, frowned slightly, and hurriedly realized that Cheng Zhihai had just come over in a hurry, probably sensing that someone was going to attack him.

But the real owner was not caught.

Cheng Zhihai probably didn't expect that as soon as he left, the real person behind him appeared.

Cheng Guang ignored the guards nervously guarding him, raised his eyes to the green porcelain bowl on the sky, and said loudly:

"I don't know which lord it is that goes to such great lengths to attack me."

"It can't be my uncle the emperor's, right?"

Cheng Guang is not a fool either.

From the moment when Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, appeared, to when Cheng Zhihai looked nervously at the gift given to him by the Emperor of Zhou, we could imagine that the Emperor of Zhou was very likely behind this matter.

Therefore, Cheng Guang spoke to test.

Cheng Guang finished speaking, but no one responded.

Just when Cheng Guang was about to look away from the green porcelain bowl in despair, he suddenly felt a gaze falling on him.

Cheng Guang turned around and saw Zhao Jin, who was dressed in Chinese clothes and with a jade pendant hanging on his waist, slowly walked out of the void at the plate armor position on his side, looking at him with his hands behind his back.

Although Zhao Jin is not young, his face does not look that old. His figure is slender and feminine, but the brocade robes he wears add some nobility to him.

He looked at Cheng Guang quietly and said softly: "Your Majesty, let's talk alone?"

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin with surprise in his eyes, but he also felt enlightened and nodded slightly.

He dismissed the surrounding guards and asked Qingluan to return to the room.

Cheng Guang's majesty and orders are effective. Even at this time, no one dares to disobey his orders.

Only Cheng Guang and Zhao Jinhou were left on the deck.

The originally silent world seemed even more deserted. Apart from the subtle sounds of breathing, there were only the sounds of flowers and birds on the eaves.

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin. Even if Zhao Jin came to do harm to him today, he didn't have much arrogance in him. He fully demonstrated the confidence and dignity of living in the palace.

And the Cheng Guang in front of him was equally extraordinary.

He has a handsome appearance, his black hair is tied casually behind his back, he is dressed in brocade clothes, and his erect figure emits a faint luster. He is a handsome noble man.

Whether it is confidence, nobility, or the calmness of his movements, he is not inferior to Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin looked at the expression of the Crown Prince Zhen Guo in front of him and couldn't help but admire in his heart that the Crown Prince Zhen Guo was worthy of being the Crown Prince Zhen Guo. He could still remain calm under such circumstances.

After Zhao Jin observed Cheng Guang for a moment, he suddenly said: "Your Majesty, sometimes our personal life and death are not decided by us. To ordinary people, we are noble people, but to us, the person above is Noble man."

"One word from the noble man can determine our life or death."

Cheng Guang listened quietly.

Zhao Jin continued: "This is the case in this world. We cannot disobey. I am coming here today. You don't have to be too afraid, Prince. To a certain extent, I stand with the Prince. We are above In that person’s eyes, there is no difference.”

"If you don't resist, the Crown Prince, when I take action, I will be gentle on the Crown Prince to prevent the Crown Prince from feeling too much pain."

Cheng Guang listened to Zhao Jin's words with a look of curiosity on his face: "You mean, your coming here to kill me was your Majesty's order?"

Zhao Jin nodded calmly.

He obviously believed that whether Cheng Guang resisted or not, he would definitely die at this time.

Once the restriction is exerted, not many people in this world can break it.

In the entire Great Zhou, there is only Zhao Jin who can break the ban.

Now Cheng Guang is trapped in the ban, and it can be said that there is no way to go up to heaven and no door to enter the earth.

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin, and the curiosity in his eyes was still there.

Zhao Jin paused, and then smiled again: "It's enough for the prince to know that His Majesty wants to kill you."

"Don't continue to ask why His Majesty wants me to kill you."

"I can't explain the cause and effect of this for a while, so there is no need to waste words."

"It's a waste of words, too." Cheng Guang looked directly into Zhao Jin's eyes, then laughed and joked: "But, after all, do you really think you can kill me?"

Zhao Jin was silent for a while, and then shook his head and said: "To be honest, I really don't know. The prince has unparalleled means of saving his life. Even if I use the ban to isolate the world, I may not be able to kill the prince."

"But, if I come here today, you will die."

"Otherwise, then I will die."

"The noble has spoken. There is no choice between you and me. One of us must die today."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jin paused and said, "Of course, in my opinion, the possibility of the prince's death is greater."

Cheng Guang suddenly realized, "So that's it. Even if you die and I live, there is no way to prove that it was His Majesty who did it to me. He will put all the blame on you."

"So, the two of us have become a fight between trapped beasts."

Zhao Jin did not reply. He was silent for a while. Just as he was about to leave and say something, he saw Cheng Guang smiling and said, "Wait for me. I'll go get a glass of good wine."

Zhao Jin was stunned and looked at Cheng Guang with a look of astonishment.

This is a life-and-death situation.

You, the prince of the Zhenguo, why can you be so calm? ?

Even if there is any way to save your life, you don't feel nervous in front of me, a ninth-grade martial emperor, right?

Do you really think you will win?

Or maybe he felt that he was going to die and wanted to enjoy himself before he died?

Zhao Jin looked at Cheng Guang carefully and saw Cheng Guang took out a pot of wine and drank it slowly on the deck.

Cheng Guang's unrestrained and uninhibited appearance made Zhao Jin feel a little helpless.

Others could not be as calm as the prince of the Zhenguo Duke in front of them when facing such a thing.

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