Chapter 93: A Sudden Enlightenment, the Highest in the World! (Subscribe) (1/2)

In the morning, the autumn wind blew a lot of clouds and mist again.

Cheng Guang pushed open the door, and with Qingluan's service, he simply washed up and went to the courtyard to practice.

Cheng Guang's spiritual cultivation has reached the Yang God Realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the Out-of-Body Realm. The only means he can have are the Enchanting Eyes rewarded by the system.

There are too few means for two reasons. First, Cheng Guang does not have any spiritual-related techniques. Second, Cheng Guang's visualization of the gods is too high. He cannot comprehend one or two means from the gods and use the power of the gods.

Even so, his Qingyuan Xiansheng Zhenjun visualization of the gods still gave him a lot of help.

If Cheng Guang wants to fully exert his spiritual cultivation strength, it is not enough to rely on the visualization of the gods in his mind.

It's not that the visualization of the gods is not strong, but it is too strong. It is not a means that Cheng Guang can use now.

It might be better to learn some spiritual techniques.

However, due to Cheng Guang's identity as the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, he could not reveal that he could practice the spiritual way.

Cheng Guang thought that if there was a chance in the future, he might be able to ask the Princess of Nanming to get him some spiritual ways.

After all, she was also a spiritual practitioner at this time, but her cultivation level was far higher than his.

If Heizi had not been able to suppress her with one hand, Cheng Guang would not have dared to face her alone anyway.

When Cheng Guang thought about this, the visualization of the gods in his mind flickered again. The rays of light, like thousands of lights, turned into streams and merged into Cheng Guang's mind.

Although the cultivation of the Yang God Realm could not use too much of the power of the visualization of the gods, it could understand something.

Cheng Guang carefully comprehended the visualization of the gods and experienced the appearance of the gods. In his mind, it was outlined stroke by stroke, and his state of mind reached an unprecedented calm.

Suddenly, in Cheng Guang's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed, and he understood something.

The tall, invisible god in Cheng Guang's mind slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze seemed to fall on Cheng Guang.

A golden light flashed from the eyes of the visualized god.

It fell on Cheng Guang's soul.

Obscure information emerged in Cheng Guang's mind like flowing water.

Cheng Guang was slightly stunned, and then his face was slightly happy.

Did he realize the magic of the spiritual way from the god's picture?

Cheng Guang's mind sank, and he carefully looked at the magic of the spiritual way he had just obtained.

"Ninghan Sword Light."

"You can cultivate the Yang God, and you can control the sword to attack the enemy when you leave your body. The moon-cold aura is contained in your body. In a breath, the flying sword can go one, two, three miles."

"The magic power that can be cultivated in the third-grade Yang God realm is more lethal than the enchanting eyes. When you reach the out-of-body realm, you can perfectly exert the power of Ninghan Sword Light."

Cheng Guang thought in his heart, and carefully browsed the practice method of [Ninghan Sword Light] that he had realized from the visualization of the gods in his mind.

He was not in a hurry to practice.

But he read it through word by word first.

The practice method of Ninghan Sword Light has many words and sentences, and it seems extremely obscure and difficult to understand. Even Cheng Guang himself did not dare to practice rashly.

After understanding the meaning of each one, practice it. This way it will be much safer and will not take too many detours.

"For now, the cold sword light is enough for me to practice for many days. Once I have cultivated the cold sword light, the spiritual realm will break through to the realm of out-of-body, and we will not be weak."

"At this point, I have the real means to attack the enemy."

After thinking for a while, Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes with a little noble purple seemed to be more determined.

Cheng Guang did not waste his time early in the morning.

Condensing the soul and practicing martial arts.

After practicing the divine python entanglement technique and cooperating with the divine emperor practice method, Cheng Guang practiced the Tiangang stars for a while.

The Tiangang stars are the key to his future martial arts breakthrough to the supernatural realm.

Whether he can break through from the purple mansion realm to the supernatural realm depends entirely on whether his martial arts can be condensed into a supernatural mark.

After condensing the Tiangang stars into a supernatural mark, he can evolve into incredible changes with every move.

There, the strength of Tiangang Xingdou martial arts can be regarded as truly exerted.

Cheng Guang was busy practicing martial arts, while Qingluan was doing her own things in the yard, watering flowers and cooking.

Heizi was running around in Wanxiang Garden. When he smelled the fragrance of rice, he braked and went straight to the kitchen.

The food Qingluan cooked today was relatively light.

Or perhaps to replenish Cheng Guang's body, Qingluan added a lot of precious and valuable spiritual food, red dragon dates, Xiangcheng mushrooms, nine-color lotus seeds, and some precious blood and flesh of exotic animals to today's meals.

Cheng Guang ate a bowl himself, and then he was ready to get up and go to the Lighting Department to take a look.

It was very close to the royal festival.

The King of Nanming, or the Prince Huai Nian, might come to Kyoto in the near future. If he wanted to reveal the true identity of the King of Nanming in the court, he would need to have certain means to arrange.

Now, tell Cheng Zhihai or the Emperor of Da Zhou that the King of Nanming misses the Crown Prince.

After all, Cheng Guang can control the Queen of Nanming now and has mastered the method of making the King of Nanming show his true identity at any time.

He said that the King of Nanming misses the Crown Prince. Even if outsiders don't believe it, they will not ignore it directly because of his status as the son of the Duke of Zhenguo. They will still investigate the King of Nanming.

At that time, Cheng Guang took out the jade pendant hanging on Princess Nanming's neck, and pulled out Prince Nanming, or Prince Miss, who was hiding in the dark corner, and exposed him to the sun.

When leaving the yard, Qingluan straightened the corners of Cheng Guang's robe, put his hands behind his back, and smiled at Cheng Guang with squinted eyes.

Under the morning light, Cheng Guang's body was tall and straight, and he was much more handsome than when he first came to this world.

Throughout his body, in addition to a naturally noble aura, there was also a sense of indifference brought about by being in a high position for a long time.

While Qingluan was sizing up Cheng Guang, Cheng Guang was also sizing up Qingluan.

After looking at Qingluan for a while, he smiled warmly and said, "If you have free time, you can go out for a walk instead of boring yourself in the yard all day."

"Besides, the house is not short of money, so you can buy some clothes for yourself. From what I see in your wardrobe, you seem to wear the same few things all year round."

Qingluan smiled and nodded, but said nothing. There was a smile in his beautiful eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cheng Guang knew that Qingluan probably didn't care about her clothes and didn't show much interest in Cheng Guang letting her go out for a walk.

As for Qingluan, she has entered the Zhenguo Duke's mansion since she was a child and rarely leaves the mansion.

Maybe he is used to the prosperity of the mansion, or maybe he is not interested in the colorful world outside, or maybe he is not willing to go out and play alone. In short, if it is not necessary, Qingluan would rather water the flowers and cook in the Wanxiang Garden.

This life is quite leisurely.

Cheng Guang turned around and Qingluan waved to him.

Cheng Guang also waved his hand with his back to Qingluan, thinking in his mind:

This girl is not old, but her mentality is much calmer than mine. If I were left alone in this courtyard, I wouldn't be able to hold it back.

Cheng Guang thought like this as he walked all the way to the lamp-holding department and arrived at the lamp-holding department's main hall.

Found Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai felt quite exhausted these days, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and the dark circles under his eyes had been healed.

The strand of black hair in front of his forehead was stained with hoarfrost at some point and turned into white hair.

Cheng Zhihai was sitting at the desk, holding a tea cup in one hand, while he was quickly flipping through the information sent by the Lamp Holding Division branch halls from various places, as well as some information sent by the Lamp Holding Division secret agents, trying to find the whereabouts of the missing prince in this vast information.

When he noticed Cheng Guang's arrival, a doting smile appeared on his tired and majestic face.

From Cheng Guang's perspective, this smile showed the visible fatigue on Cheng Zhihai's face.

You know, Cheng Zhihai is a strong man in the ninth-level Martial Emperor realm, and he is only one step away from entering the heavenly realm.

For such a strong man, even if he doesn't sleep for dozens of days, it will not affect his mental state.

but.

It's only been two or three days since Cheng Zhihai started investigating the whereabouts of the missing prince, right?

Is Cheng Zhihai already exhausted to this point?

Speaking of which, how much information has Cheng Zhihai read in the past two or three days?

The entire lamp-holding department was so busy that they were frightened because they missed the prince. As the director of the lamp-holding department, Cheng Zhihai was always like this, so the people below were even worse off.

Cheng Guang's thoughts surged in his heart.

"Guang'er, you're here, please sit down for a while first."

Cheng Zhihai stood up with a smile and brought a cup of tea to Cheng Guang, "I am already a little frowning at missing the prince's whereabouts. This lantern holder is my future inheritance. Even if the emperor wants to take the money from our Zhenguo Palace, It’s not that easy to take back this power.”

Saying that, Cheng Zhihai was still a little proud.

Cheng Guang felt strange after hearing this.

Co-author Cheng Zhihai is working so hard just so that I can safely take over the lamp-holding department in the future?

Cheng Guang glanced at the tea handed over by Cheng Zhihai. He saw that the tea leaves had been rinsed countless times, and the color of the tea had become a little clear.

It can be seen that Cheng Zhihai drank tea countless times that day to refresh himself. Due to time constraints, he didn't even have time to change the tea leaves.

Cheng Guang took the teacup and took a sip slowly, just as he was about to say something.

Cheng Zhihai sat back on the desk and began to look through the files.

"Guang'er, you sit down and play for a while. I'll come with you when I'm done."

Cheng Zhihai said something and then ignored Cheng Guang.

"father."

Cheng Guang shouted.

Cheng Zhihai's eyes fell on Cheng Guang, a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Guang smiled and said: "I seem to have found out the whereabouts of Prince Miss."

As soon as Cheng Guang said these words, Cheng Zhihai was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "You kid, you are making fun of your father and me, right?"

"In the past few days, the lamp-bearing department has searched almost all over the Great Zhou Dynasty, but has not been able to find the whereabouts of Prince Miss. How can you find Prince Miss Miss."

Having said that, Cheng Zhihai still looked at Cheng Guang with a doting look on his face, "Guang'er, you don't have to worry about this. Even if the sky falls, I will be there to hold you up."

"By the way, is it time for dinner now? Have you eaten before coming from home?"

Cheng Zhihai seemed to realize something, and immediately raised his hand to call the officials standing aside in the hall to prepare some food for Cheng Guang.

"No, I've eaten." Cheng Guang shook his head and said helplessly: "Dad, I really found out the whereabouts of the missing prince."

Cheng Zhihai paused slightly. Although he didn't quite believe what Cheng Guang said, he saw that Cheng Guang looked cautious and confident.

He felt that his own child was unlikely to be deceived in such a matter.

He instinctively wanted to believe what Cheng Guang said.

However, Cheng Zhihai's rationality told him that it was unlikely.

How could Cheng Guang find out the whereabouts of Prince Huai Nian?

The Lighting Department had thousands of spies who had searched the Great Zhou Dynasty, and even in other dynasties, there were spies trying to find out information and intelligence, but they didn't find much information and intelligence related to Prince Huai Nian.

As a result, Cheng Guang suddenly ran over and said that he had found out the whereabouts of Prince Huai Nian.

This feeling made Cheng Zhihai not know how to describe it for a while.

He just felt that it was too ridiculous.

Cheng Zhihai sighed and regarded Cheng Guang's words as a child's nonsense. In his majestic eyes, the doting color did not diminish.

With a smile on his lips, he looked at Cheng Guang and said:

"Okay, then tell me, where is Prince Huai Nian now?"

Cheng Guang said: "Nanming Prefecture, Nanming King."

As soon as Cheng Guang finished speaking, Cheng Zhihai subconsciously said: "How about it, you can't say it..."

But before he finished speaking, he realized something and slowly raised his head and looked at Cheng Guang.

A little confusion appeared on his majestic face.

"Guang'er, what did you say?"

Cheng Guang repeated again: "Nanming Prefecture, Nanming King."

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang say the six words "Nanming Prefecture, Nanming King" again, he could no longer sit still.

He quickly stood up, touched his forehead with one hand, and knocked on Cheng Guang's forehead a little helplessly.

"You kid, don't talk nonsense like that."

"You mean, the King of Nanming misses the prince?"

"If the King of Nanming misses the prince, then who is the prince who misses him?"

Cheng Zhihai finished speaking.

Cheng Guang then said directly: "No, the real King of Nanming is dead, and the King of Nanming at this time is the prince who misses him in disguise."

Cheng Zhihai frowned slightly when he heard Cheng Guang's words.

He instinctively felt that Cheng Guang's words were probably not true, but Cheng Guang came over so seriously today and told him such a thing.

According to Cheng Zhihai's understanding of Cheng Guang, even if Cheng Guang likes to make trouble on weekdays, he will never joke about such things.

Even the joke was made on the King of Nanming, the royal prince.

If the King of Nanming really misses the prince in disguise, then it would be a lot of fun.

After so many years of investigation, I still couldn't find the whereabouts of Prince Huai Nian. As a result, you told me that Prince Huai Nian was not hiding at all and had been under my nose all along.

Cheng Zhihai was fine. At most, the Lighting Division lost face again.

The Emperor of Da Zhou would be really furious.

Because since he ascended the throne, he has been very good to the only younger brother, the King of Nanming. Not only did he give the King of Nanming a relatively wealthy territory in Da Zhou as his fiefdom, but he also changed the original place name and prefecture name to the name of the King of Nanming.

As a result, in this case, tell the Emperor of Da Zhou that the King of Nanming, whom you have always favored, is actually the Prince Huai Nian of the year.

All the favors and rewards over the years have fallen into the pocket of the Prince Huai Nian.

There is already a kind of drama of helping the enemy to kill me.

If the Emperor of Da Zhou is not mentally stable, I am afraid that his Taoism will collapse directly.

Cheng Zhihai realized the seriousness of the matter and looked at Cheng Guang with a majestic gaze, looking at him very seriously.

"Guang'er, are you sure about what you said? Do you have any evidence?"

Facing Cheng Zhihai's majestic gaze, Cheng Guang said calmly without any fear:

"I am sure!"

"As for the evidence..."

Cheng Guang dragged his tone.

Cheng Zhihai was worried. If there was no evidence, even if the King of Nanming was the real prince, he and his Lighting Division would not be able to do anything to the King of Nanming.

After all, the King of Nanming seemed to be a royal noble, a prince, and was very different from ordinary court ministers and nobles.

Even if the King of Nanming was not favored by the Emperor of the Great Zhou, his Lighting Division could not directly arrest him.

If he forcibly arrested him, as long as he could produce evidence later, Cheng Zhihai was confident that the Emperor of the Great Zhou would not blame him.

If there was evidence, it would be much easier.

But if there was no evidence, he still had to investigate the matter carefully.

It might take many days.

Under Cheng Zhihai's gaze, Cheng Guang said with a relaxed tone and a smile:

"There is evidence too!"

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang say this, he was relieved immediately. In his excitement, he couldn't help but hold Cheng Guang's arm tightly.

"Really?!"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Cheng Zhihai took a deep breath, and a touch of emotion appeared on his cold and old-fashioned face, and his majestic eyes trembled.

At this time, he didn't know how Cheng Guang knew that the King of Nanming was the hidden one who missed the prince.

But he didn't need to care about these.

In his opinion, it was normal for his own children to have their own secrets. Besides, it was nothing to be surprised that his own children were smarter and could find clues that others couldn't find.

Cheng Zhihai accepted this fact without any hindrance.

Cheng Guang said that the King of Nanming was missing the prince, and he could still say that he didn't believe it.

When Cheng Guang said that he had evidence to prove that the King of Nanming was Prince Huai Nian, he had no choice but to believe it.

"What is it?"

Cheng Zhihai looked at Cheng Guang, his majestic eyes flashing with light.

Cheng Guang smiled and said, "That Prince Huai Nian used a strange treasure to disguise himself as the King of Nanming. The strange treasure is probably called Si Tong."

"Si Tong?" Cheng Zhihai was slightly startled, and then frowned again. He naturally knew about this strange treasure.

However, he was a little confused.

How could Prince Huai Nian use this strange treasure to disguise his appearance as the King of Nanming?

Could it be that among all the abilities of those who assimilated with him, there is the ability to disguise?

What kind of ability can perfectly disguise a person as another person?

Even, it can deceive the eyes of the Emperor of Da Zhou and himself?

Cheng Zhihai didn't quite understand.

Cheng Guang seemed to see the doubt in Cheng Zhihai's heart, and immediately smiled and said: "The one who shared the power with King Nanming was a member of the demon clan. The demon clan seemed to have this method."

Cheng Zhihai's brows relaxed slightly when he heard this, "Demon clan, so that's it."

Cheng Zhihai murmured and looked at Cheng Guang, "So, there are still demon clans in my Great Zhou territory now?"

"If it is Si Tong Yi Bao, as long as we catch that demon clan, the matter can be solved perfectly."

"Do you know the whereabouts of that demon clan?"

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Cheng Zhihai was a little unconfident when he said the last part.

Because he knew that no matter whether it was the demons or the monsters, they dared not show up in the open, and they must be very hidden, not something that ordinary people could find.

Last time, Cheng Guang was able to find the smuggled monsters under the canal, which had already given Cheng Zhihai a great shock, so this time, even if he had some preparations in his heart, he still couldn't believe that Cheng Guang had found clues about the whereabouts of the demons.

Cheng Guang nodded: "Dad, you should also know the demons."

Cheng Zhihai was stunned.

Cheng Guang continued: "It's the Princess of Nanming."

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang say the four words "Princess of Nanming", the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

The King of Nanming is Prince Huai Nian.

The Princess of Nanming is a demon.

Prince Huai Nian not only hooked up with the monsters, but also hooked up with the demons, and even dared to raise the demons to the position of the princess in the open.

It's been so long.

He didn't even notice it at all!

At the same time, Cheng Zhihai also felt a little scared.

He knew that the day before yesterday, the Princess of Nanming had visited Wu Yuemei and Cheng Guang at the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

"Did the Princess of Nanming do anything to you?"

Cheng Zhihai suddenly felt nervous and quickly grabbed Cheng Guang's wrist with one hand, using his energy to carefully explore Cheng Guang's body.

After finding that there was nothing wrong with Cheng Guang's body, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Guang shook his head.

"No, it was because the Princess of Nanming wanted to attack me at that time that I realized her identity."

Cheng Guang explained.

"Attacking you? In the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, with the elders in charge, she didn't have the courage to do so."

Cheng Zhihai frowned slightly.

Cheng Guang also nodded and said, "She didn't use conspicuous means, but spiritual magic."

"Spiritual magic."

Cheng Zhihai was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, but he was not a stupid person. When he heard Cheng Guang's words, he suddenly thought of many things.

It seems that the Princess of Nanming wanted to attack Guang'er's soul, but she didn't expect that Guang'er was also a spiritual practitioner and noticed it in advance.

In this way, it was found that the King of Nanming was missing the prince.

Cheng Zhihai was quite relieved. He didn't expect that letting Cheng Guang practice the spiritual way would have unexpected gains.

If it weren't for Cheng Guang's reminder, he would never have thought that the Princess of Nanming was actually a demon and could practice the spiritual way that only the royal family of the four directions could practice.

If Cheng Guang didn't practice the spiritual way, once the Princess of Nanming succeeded, even he would not be able to put the suspect on the Princess of Nanming in the first place.

It's really a good method.

Cheng Zhihai's face darkened and looked a little cold: "Guang'er, if the Princess of Nanming fails once, she will definitely come again. During this period, you should stay by my side and be careful."

"It is not advisable to alert the enemy now. If the Princess of Nanming is touched, Prince Huai Nian, who is disguised as the King of Nanming, will also notice it. If he escapes again, it will be bad."

After listening to Cheng Zhihai's words, Cheng Guang smiled and said, "No need, Dad, the Princess of Nanming..."

When he said this, his face looked a little strange. After a slight pause, he continued:

"The Princess of Nanming is no longer a big threat to me."

Cheng Zhihai glanced at Cheng Guang, a little puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Guang organized his words, and then smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I have something on her..."

"So Dad doesn't have to worry about my safety. You can send some people to keep an eye on her to prevent her from escaping from Kyoto."

Seeing that Cheng Guang was unwilling to say more, Cheng Zhihai suppressed his curiosity and stopped asking.

Cheng Guang didn't chat too much with Cheng Zhihai in the Lighting Division.

At the time of You, Cheng Guang said goodbye to Cheng Zhihai and left the Lighting Division.

After Cheng Guang left the Lighting Division, Cheng Zhihai immediately called Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang, and at the same time, gathered all the Golden Lantern Constables in Kyoto together.

Kyoto, which was originally undercurrent, became even more uneasy at this time.

In Kyoto, many noble families and dignitaries have noticed the actions of the Lighting Division.

Now that the entire Lighting Division is frantically looking for the whereabouts of Prince Huai Nian, they dare not show up.

Once they showed up, if they were suspected by the police of the Lighting Division of missing the prince, their houses would be raided and they would have nowhere to cry.

Every household had their doors closed.

Some of the powerful and noble sons who would occasionally go out and cause trouble in the past were also confined to their houses. Until the royal ceremony, this tense atmosphere would generally hang over the heads of the powerful and noble families.

Cheng Guang was not aware of the actions of the Lighting Division.

He did not know how the Princess of Nanming was imprisoned by Cheng Zhihai at this time.

Cheng Guang did not care much about this. The Princess of Nanming, his nominal aunt, was still a demon after all, and was even the clone of the Demon King.

Even if he had a killer like Hei Zai by his side, he could not let him completely control the Princess of Nanming.

So it would be safer to leave the follow-up matters to Cheng Zhihai.

It was also unlikely that the Princess of Nanming could leave the Great Zhou Dynasty quietly under the imprisonment of the Lighting Division.

Cheng Guang walked slowly all the way and slowly returned to the Zhenguo Mansion.

After returning to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, Cheng Guang went straight into the Wanxiang Garden.

In the Wanxiang Garden, Qingluan sat in a pavilion nearby, holding a book in her hand, not knowing what she was reading.

Heizi, who was standing nearby, was holding something in his arms, eating like crazy.

The reddish glow of dusk enveloped the Wanxiang Garden, giving it an extremely peaceful and tranquil feeling.

Qingluan saw Cheng Guang return home, and hurriedly got up to take the outer robe that Cheng Guang had taken off. At the same time, she was about to prepare dinner for Cheng Guang.

Cheng Guang waved his hand, "Qingluan, no need to bother, I'm not hungry."

After Cheng Guang finished speaking, Qingluan gave up, looked at Cheng Guang and asked, "Prince, do you need me to prepare some bath water?"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Qingluan hurried to prepare it.

After washing up, Cheng Guang lay on the bed, looking at the white jade tent, and was absent-minded for a while. At the moment, the matter of missing the prince can be said to have been solved for the most part. Next, he only needs to leave it to Cheng Zhihai to do it.

For a moment, he felt a little empty.

Cheng Guang's mind sank into his mind, silently contemplating the God Map.

He needed to practice more on the magical power of Ninghan Sword Light.

Just as he was preparing for the practice session, he suddenly felt a warm touch in his arms.

"Prince, do you want tonight..."

Cheng Guang opened his eyes, and under the quilt on his body, a delicate and pretty face with red lips and a slightly rosy face was revealed.

Cheng Guang smiled, without saying a word, and responded with action.

It's not that I don't want to practice hard, but there is really a goblin messing with my mind.

I will practice again after I subdue this little goblin.

…………

The night is as dark as ink, covering the entire Zhenguo Mansion.

In the quiet night, in the bedroom of the Zhenguo Prince, a storm has just passed.

Cheng Guang's room is decorated in an antique style, and the air is filled with a faint wood fragrance. The moonlight outside the window shines through the gauze window onto the floor, reflecting a hazy light and shadow.

Cheng Guang was lying on the soft bed, his face was still as handsome as before, but there was a bit of fatigue between his eyebrows.

The wind and rain he had just experienced made Cheng Guang's state of mind a little confused.

This girl, her ability is gradually increasing.

I have broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm, but I can still be suppressed by her.

Cheng Guang clicked his tongue, and the sense of urgency to improve his martial arts cultivation increased a little more.

One Qingluan made him a little embarrassed, if there were more people...

Ahem.

Thinking of this, Cheng Guang's old face suddenly turned red, and he thought of Qin Yanqiu.

"That Qin Yanqiu is like a big ice lump, and she is also a Valkyrie-like character. I think she is not very good at this kind of thing."

Cheng Guang thought, holding Qingluan, who looked tired and could not bear the wind and rain, in his arms, looking at the sky outside the window, speechless for a while.

It was midnight.

A familiar and cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded in his mind.

[On August 21, the 34th year of Zhengsheng, on the 45th day of becoming a heavenly being, you successfully held the thigh of the Nanming Princess. Thanks to the care of the Nanming Princess, you were finally able to raise your head and speak on the Nanming King's side. ]

[But you know that you have become a guy who eats soft rice. Although this soft rice is a bit fragrant, your self-esteem will never allow you to eat it all the time. ]

[You think back to the turmoil that shocked the Great Zhou when you were young. ]

[The royal family controls the world in all directions. Most of the resources and wealth have nothing to do with the vast majority of civilians in the world. Most of them are divided up by powerful families, princes and nobles. ]

【Under such circumstances, Zhenyang Wushen, a man born as a slave, had amazing martial arts talent. He suddenly realized it and was promoted to a celestial being in just ten years. After becoming a celestial being, Zhenyang Wushen wanted to rely on his own strength to create a dynasty that belonged to him alone. Even if he did not have royal blood, he could still become the emperor. 】

【Under his actions, nearly half of the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty was seized by Zhenyang Wushen and the Zhenyang Army behind him. Even the Great Zhou Emperor did not have much to do under the circumstances at the time. 】

【After the royal ceremony, the Great Zhou Emperor was attacked by the Demon Emperor and fell ill. He could only watch Zhenyang Wushen cause chaos in the Great Zhou. 】

【At present, the Great Zhou Dynasty is likely to be overthrown by Zhenyang Wushen alone. The Great Zhou Emperor did not let the Duke of Zhenguo withdraw from the boundary battlefield. Once the Duke of Zhenguo left, the boundary battlefield was lost, and a large number of demons invaded. It would no longer be a war between the people of the dynasty. 】

【In order to protect the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was unwilling to let the Duke of Zhenguo lead a million troops to the south, even if the dynasty was likely to be overthrown. 】

【The True Yang Martial God seemed to realize this and did not continue to occupy the remaining land of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was already planning to rest and recuperate. However, in his small country, he did not build the world he imagined, without aristocratic families and oppression by the powerful. 】

【In the end, everything ended in vain. The True Yang Martial God did not realize that even if he slaughtered all the original powerful families, he and the meritorious officials around him had become a new generation of powerful families. The reincarnation of the world was nothing more than the change of powerful people in waves, and there was no change at all for the people at the bottom. 】

【At the same time, the True Yang Martial God also found that in his country, the people lived worse than in the Great Zhou period. He only had a lot of ambitions, but he did not have the talent to govern the country. Even if he was a master of martial arts and could be called the strongest in the world, he could not let the people live a good life. ]

[The True Yang Martial God was disheartened and killed all his subordinates who oppressed the people and were worse than some of the powerful people in the Great Zhou. He returned all the land to the Emperor of the Great Zhou and retired to a secluded place. ]

[When you think back to this scene, you feel that if you can get to know the True Yang Martial God and get the help of this person who suddenly realized and became the strongest person in the world, it will not be impossible to open up a dynasty that belongs to you in the future! ]

[You are excited and secretly determined to find an opportunity to get to know the True Yang Martial God! ]

[Four-star mission: Get to know the True Yang Martial God (Zhang Shunlong)]

[Mission reward: Martial arts flourish (the effect of enlightenment lasts for three hours)]

Cheng Guang listened to the voice of the system in his mind and narrowed his eyes.

This True Yang Martial God is not simple. He suddenly realized and was able to directly become the strongest person in the world in just ten years?

With his own strength, he could seize most of the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty from the hands of the Great Zhou Emperor.

It is still ideal to want to establish a country without powerful people, but this True Yang Martial God finally found that all his efforts would eventually become bubbles and smoke.

It has no effect.

Even if he established a dynasty and killed all the powerful families that originally parasitized on the dynasty, there was no change at all.

There is still an emperor and officials.

The powerful are still powerful, just a wave of people has changed.

The True Yang Martial God was disheartened and personally ended the dynasty he had established, and all the territory was returned to the Great Zhou Emperor.

It was also free and easy.

If the True Yang Martial God really became the emperor himself, even if the people did not live well, his life would still be very moist, but he obviously did not want to live such a life.

He wanted to establish a dynasty, it seems not to satisfy his own selfish desires.

But for the world to be united.

Everyone is equal.

Cheng Guang just took a look and felt complicated.

He thought of the leader of Xiaobai Village and his group. They suffered heavy casualties in the attack of the demon tribe. Even so, they were unwilling to give up their land and risked their lives to come back to farm.

Ordinary people, especially ordinary mortals, who have no power of cultivation, have a hard time just surviving in this world.

The path of cultivation is not something that everyone can walk on.

Spiritual food, tonics, even the most ordinary ones, will cost an ordinary family a fortune.

In a dynasty like the Great Zhou, it is still good. The emperor of the Great Zhou at least established the Great Zhou Martial Academy, giving the poor people in the world a way out.

If it were in other dynasties, unless the dynasty changed, the class would not change, and it would be completely limited.

If a generation is a horseman, it may be a horseman for generations.

If a generation is a slave, it may be a slave for generations.

Where is there any place to turn over?

Cheng Guang could foresee that after the True Yang Martial God found out that the dynasty he established would continue to have new powerful people, even if he killed many powerful people, and the world would return to its previous state in a short time.

His fate changed, and he became the ruler of a country.

However, he still did not forget his original intention.

Cheng Guang could not help but sigh. It seems that there are people in this world who have different ideas from this era.

Cheng Guang could see that the True Yang Martial God was very lonely.

No one could understand his thoughts, nor did they understand why he did this.

However, Cheng Guang understood.

If there are children of destiny in this world, Zhenyang Martial God is definitely one.

Think ahead.

The cultivation level is a sudden enlightenment, which directly rises to the highest level in the human world.

This is more like the protagonist than the protagonist of the novel.

It's a pity that it inevitably has a bit of tragedy in the end.

His ambitions were not fulfilled, and his wishes were not fulfilled.

In the end, he became disheartened and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

But even so, Cheng Guang still deeply admires this kind of Zhenyang Martial God who wants to find a way out for the human race and ordinary people.

At least, this was an attempt, although it failed.

But this does not mean that everything Zhenyang Martial God did has no meaning at all.

Cheng Guang slowly looked at the system task prompts, recalling his past life, and then looking at the present, he only felt that his heart was inexplicably complicated.

After a long moment, he sighed silently.

Qingluan stood up slowly without disturbing the sleeping Qingluan.

The moon shines outside the window in the distance.

The moon is different, the people are different, and the world is also different.

Cheng Guang felt a little homesick for no reason.

Cheng Guang took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind.

A long time passed.

Cheng Guang sat at the desk and looked at the system tasks.

Get to know the True Yang Martial God.

He now only knows that Zhenyang Martial God's name is Zhang Shunlong.

Identity is a slave.

but.

I don't know any other identifying information.

Even if the agents of the Lantern Control Department were asked to check whether there was a slave named Zhang Shunlong, it would not be so easy to find out.

Cheng Guang estimated that he would have to spend some more effort.

However, there is no rush on this matter.

At present, the matter of King Nanming is still on his brow. After the matter of King Nanming is resolved, he can leave Kyoto with peace of mind. He no longer has to worry about King Nanming, the old man, who will assassinate him at every turn.

At that time, I can still go and find this True Yang Martial God in person.

Cheng Guang pondered for a moment, took out a piece of rice paper from the side, and slowly wrote lines of text on it.

Once you sit down, it lasts all night.

Cheng Guang forgot the passage of time. He was immersed in the scholarly atmosphere in his heart and talked with his predecessors. His pen was full of brilliance and beautiful Chinese characters flowed out one by one.

The night gradually fades and the sky becomes brighter.

The moonlight outside the window quietly receded, replaced by the glimmer of morning light.

Cheng Guang's eyes were still bright and clear. He concentrated on his writing, as if he was the only one in the world.

As time passed, the sun shone on Cheng Guang's body through the window. He stopped writing and leaned back in his chair tiredly but contentedly.

Cheng Guang looked at the words he had written, and felt a deep emotion in his heart.

"He said we should not be oppressed."

"He said that everyone is created equal."

"The enemy is cowardly, he said, but we are brave."

These words are neither big nor small, neither biased nor biased, vaguely sketching a scene of a prosperous age.

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