Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 293

Peng Yu rubbed his forehead, recalling the situation of Princess Zhennan.

I vaguely remember that the eldest princess's two husbands have both passed away, and she is currently living alone in the eldest princess' mansion.

"She is currently single, what kind of incarnation is she playing. Isn't it good to recruit a husband directly and give this child a serious identity?"

"The eldest princess is the god king of the Kunwu clan. How noble is it that ordinary people are worthy of it? Ordinary people in the lower world have low status, so they can play around casually. How dare you think about our Zhenguo eldest princess?"

For decades, Peng Yu was still not used to the ethics and customs of Dakun.In other words, because he has been in Missing Mother's Palace all year round, and because he is young, many adult topics will not reach his and Zhuan Yang's ears.

Think about it too, I saw the dirty things behind the glamor on the earth.How noble can they be in this 800-year-old civilization?
"Besides, these mortal species are also matched with the Kunwu clan's genealogy?"

No matter how Zhuan Yun usually shows his approachable side.But in his bones, as the eldest son of the Shenmai family, he has a natural arrogance towards mortals.

What about the child of the eldest princess?
Mortal means inferior.

Bloodline discrimination, this is much more tragic than on Earth.

"Okay. Your Highness, don't worry about this little thing. A child sent by an incarnation has no words on the surface. We have the right to ignore it. You can leave it to the maids to take care of it. A mere mortal, twenty years of age. Maybe By then, our sky survey tour will not be over yet."

Zhuan Yun poured wine for him: "After eating this feast of wine, we should set off for the next cave tomorrow. By the way, the Third Highness's testimony is coming soon, why don't you go and have a look?"

Kun Yu is not a serious monk of the immortal way, and has no intention of proving the fruit of the immortal king.His goal is the king of gods, the sage of Confucianism.

Peng Yu's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Alright, let's go and see if the Confucian School can give birth to a true saint."

Putting aside their worries, the two concentrated on drinking.

In addition to flower cakes and peach wine, Peng Yu also specially prepared fruit plates, cold dishes and four kinds of white cut waterfowl.The bones are thoroughly stripped and the meat rewrapped and sliced.For someone like Zhuan Yun who respects eating etiquette, it is very convenient to eat meat without bones.

"Come on, don't just eat meat. Eat some Heiqi melon slices."

Peng Yu gave him cold dishes, and smelling the strange smell of Heiqi melon, Zhuan Yun frowned frequently: "Does Your Highness use this thing to punish me every time?"

Zhuan Yun is picky about his diet, he doesn't want to chew on bones when eating meat, and he doesn't want to eat oily, heavy-flavored vegetables when eating vegetables.

Heiqi melon is a special kind of melon.The shape is like a radish, the taste is like a wax gourd, the skin color is like daisy, and the flesh is like black jade. It is suitable for cooling, stir-frying, and soup.

The taste and appearance are all in line with Zhuan Yun's aesthetics, but the smell of Heiqi melon is very strong, which he didn't like when he was young.

But every time Peng Yu ate, he insisted on forcing him to eat this stuff.

He wanted to refuse, but when he smelled the elegant aroma, Zhuan Yun sighed, as if accepting his fate, he had to take two bites.Then quickly pushed the whole dish to Peng Yu.

"Because it's only at this time that you can see the eldest son change his face. The perfect noble son also has picky and annoying things."

Peng Yu glanced at the dinner plate: Hmm... better than last time, I ate an extra bite.

Satisfied in his heart, the smile on his face became wider, and he diligently poured wine for Zhuan Yun.

It wasn't until the night was getting darker and the moon was in the middle of the sky that the two went back separately.

……

Zhuan Yun went back to the house and took out a small bottle.

An elegant orchid fragrance emerges from the small bottle.

Soon the aroma filled the room and became more and more intense.

Zhuan Yun closed his eyes, tried to control his emotions, and let himself get used to this fragrance.

After half a sound, the fairy sword vibrated and extinguished the fragrance.

Zhuan Yun urged the Primordial Qi to adjust his breath, his face was a little pale.

"It still doesn't work. After this guy entered the fourth realm 'Hunyuandongtian', the method of Qiankun Xinxiang has become more and more slippery."

Without a Dao body at the level of the top ten gods, it is really difficult for Zhuan Yun to resist the temptation of the three gods Xuanmu, Haohua, and Qiankun.

Even though the future of Hongmeng Avenue is bright and infinite, it is still going to be deflated now.

However, after more than ten years, Zhuan Yun has been able to control his emotional pace by virtue of his own will.At least he won't be led by the nose by Peng Yu.

"When I completely control myself, I can find a way to kill him."

……

After returning to the house, Peng Yu took out his diary and wrote down today's diary.

After recording everything, he took out several bottles of medicine and a plate of Heiqi melon slices.

When the medicinal powder was sprinkled on Heiqi melon slices, the melon slices immediately gave off a stench and turned into a puddle of venom.

"It's still too conspicuous to poison directly."

Heiqi melon has a strong smell and is suitable for cooking.But at the same time, it can also be used as a medicine to induce poison.

If one day poisoned Zhuan Yun, and then activated the medicine with Hei Qi Melon, Zhuan Yun could be poisoned to death quickly.

It is well known that Zhuan Yun doesn't like Hei Qigua.Peng Yu would treat him to a meal from time to time only when the two of them were getting along in private.

According to common sense, even if someone poisoned Zhuan Yun, they shouldn't put it on Hei Qigua.

Therefore, once Zhuan Yun died of poison.Peng Yu could directly pull the target of poisoning onto himself.

Claiming that Zhuanyun helped him test the poison, but was accidentally poisoned and died.

"Unfortunately, Jue Shen Wine is too obvious, otherwise give it to him directly. Otherwise, this is the solution once and for all."

Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun had their own ghosts, and they didn't rest until midnight.

Early the next morning, in order to avoid bumping into the angry Tiandun Palace Master, they left in a hurry and headed to the next cave.

The next two caves went smoothly, and the two Taoist saints transformed into immortals.But he failed again in the third cave, and this Daoist happened to be on good terms with Zhuansun.

But this time, Zhuan Yun finally caught Peng Yu's feet, and felt a slight undetectable fluctuation of the universe.

Back at the residence, Peng Yu came in, and Zhuan Yun caught up with him.

thump—

The door closes.

"My lord, what door is closed in broad daylight?" Peng Yu grabbed a book from the desk without looking back, jumped onto the couch and lay down.

"Don't close the door? Okay, then beat the gongs and drums and tell everyone that you are secretly obstructing the Taoist transfer to the immortal king?"

Peng Yu frowned, put the book on his chest, and looked at the angry Zhuan Yun at the door.

It's rare to see this guy's handsome face flushed—although he was so angry.

After thinking about it, Peng Yu once again covered his face with the book.

"My lord, you don't bring such things when you wrong someone. What does it have to do with me if you fail to transfer your certificate?"

"Then why are the Daoist saints who failed to transfer their certificates all come closer to our Zhuansun family?"

"I don't know... maybe they have done too many bad things, and their merits are not enough? Or it may be that they have been infected with a disaster star and caused trouble for their upper body."

"Your Highness, this calamity, is it referring to my family?"

"Nope." Feeling the growing anger, Peng Yu quickly shook his head and denied, "I'm so kind to Zhuansun, and treat you as relatives. You see, now I still give Zhuanyang lucky money every year..."

Zhuan Yun asked himself to understand the kid in front of him, ignored his nonsense at all, and said to himself: "You should use Qiankun Xianshu to create a closed space to cut off the connection between the Dao of Heaven and the Dao Sage, and force the Dao of Heaven to give feedback to other people or things in the cave. ?”

"Because we learned from earlier research that if the karma between Dao Sheng and Dongtian is shallow, it is not enough to accept the opportunity of heaven. So, are you deliberately promoting this situation?"

Wait... Could it be the result of his interference that the so-called Dao Sheng's failure to transfer his certificate in the past?Even the experience obtained through textual research, will it be false?
Seeing "Kun Hao" read with relish, Zhuan Yun took out the magic weapons on his body one by one.

"No audio recording, no video recording. How about you and I chatting alone?"

"The Daoist who is close to my family, it is understandable for you to make a move. What is the master of Palace Dun that day?"

The spatial fluctuation spread out, and the environment was pulled from the study into a glazed cave in an instant.

Here, the heavenly secrets are shielded and all perceptions are erased.There are only Peng Yu, Zhuan Yun and a wooden couch.

Peng Yu was still reading, without raising his eyes, and told him as if casually chattering: "It's very simple, as one of the six masters of Luotian, he refused to lean towards me and returned the wishes I bestowed on him, so why should I?" Let him transfer his certificate successfully?"

Looking at the young man lying on the couch reading a book, Zhuan Yun's heart shuddered inexplicably.

At that moment, he felt a domineering and self-willedness similar to that of the God Emperor.

Everything in the world is respected by me.

Since I am not happy, why should he testify?
Father Emperor can sort the sequence of Dao Sheng's transfer certificate.Then I will judge who can prove the Tao and who cannot.

"Just because of this? Don't you really worry, in the end, the innate light is not enough to suppress Jue Shenjiu?"

"Suppressing Jue Shenjiu does not require 36 immortal monarchs, I make my own decisions."

"Then if the Taoist saints in the back disobey your will, none of them will be able to prove the Tao?"

"nature."

"Madman. There are many immortals in the Hunyuan Dao world. If we don't cultivate our own immortals, is it possible that we will always be suppressed by them?"

"The number of more than a dozen immortals is not enough right now? Besides, the gap between Taoist saints and immortals is only Taoism, and has nothing to do with combat power?"

Peng Yu closed the book, and stared at Zhuan Yun with cold eyes.

"Could it be that I want to sit and watch the immortal kings testify one by one, join the princes' camps later, and even help your Zhuansun clan deal with the Kunwu clan?"

Yes, this is the nature of Prince Tiangong.The scheming struggle has penetrated to the bone, so why should I think that this guy is usually happy, so I really don't care about it, and just sit and watch the opponent's power grow little by little?

How to seek the best interests for themselves, these princes who have been cheating since childhood are experts.

And this prince who has been a victor in the Heavenly Palace since he was a child, has firmly grasped the favor of the God Emperor for decades, is it easy for him?

Zhuan Yun overthrew his fantasy about "Kunhao" again, further increasing the danger index.

Peng Yu waved his hand, returned to the study, and said slowly: "The number is almost there, and I won't interfere any more."

Now that he was discovered, Peng Yu simply stopped.Anyway, Zhuan Yun had no evidence, and no one believed him when he said it.And this kind of thing that is convenient for the Kunwu family, the god emperor and the god kings naturally stand behind him.

"..."

Zhuan Yun stared at Peng Yu until Peng Yu became uncomfortable, then he asked softly, "So, this is a trade-off?"

Afterwards, Peng Yu stopped doing anything, and the number of immortal kings born by the Zhuansun clan could not keep up with the Kunwu clan.But it can suppress the immortals owned by other families.

On the one hand, it suppresses the Zhuansun family, and on the other hand, it pulls the Zhuansun family to suppress other families.

Isn't this the strategy against the Zhuansun family since Emperor Jing and even Emperor Hui?
Suppressing Zhuansun's growth, but allowing Zhuansun's to suppress other families.Use a chain to firmly lock Zhuansun's throat, forcing Zhuansun and other aristocratic families to fight among themselves, so as to consolidate the world of Kunwu.

Zhuan Yun even began to wonder if this was the divine emperor's order.

But with the character of the Emperor, how could he make fun of his son's safety?

It should be the kid's own thoughts?Sure enough, this kid can't stay.Must find a way to kill.Otherwise, if he is enthroned, wouldn't my Zhuansun family never see the light of day again?
"Okay, I won't make any further moves. I can even help Zhuansun's cultivation of immortal kings. Well... If you are still angry, we can consider acting. You pick and win Dao Sheng, and I will pretend to be an enemy to obstruct the demonstration. Then you help him prove the Tao and sell favors successfully. Is that okay?"

Peng Yu was obedient and flattering, only for Zhuan Yun to sneer: "By the way, can you find out which Taoist saints are close to my house?"

"Or, are you worried that my family is not strong enough and will be suppressed by other aristocratic families, so you plan to support me?"

With a smile on his face, Peng Yu took out the skill of following Mao Zhuanyang, intending to dispel the anger of Young Master Zhuan.

He lost his temper, and when Zhuan Yun calmed down, he had to admit it.He really has nothing to do with this kid.

To obstruct Daosheng's transfer of his certificate, who would have discovered it except himself?
There is no evidence, and no one will believe it.

Instead of getting angry, it's better to take the opportunity to win over a few more Taoist saints.Even if the number of people and identity information are known to him, it is still better than Zhuansun's being surpassed by other aristocratic families.

At this moment, Zhuan Yun tasted the difficulties of the previous generations of the Zhuansun clan.

The boss prevents the second child from taking the top position, but wants to drag the second child to suppress others.

As one of the most powerful aristocratic families, he can only be held as a knife in the hands of the Kunwu family honestly.

Who can bear this kind of treatment?

A knife is a murder weapon, and one day it can stab the holder back.

Zhuan Yun's eyes were gloomy and cold, full of murderous intent.

No, this guy won't be really angry, will he?Is it too big this time?But I consider the script and behavior pattern completely according to the identity of "Kun Hao", so it should be fine?Isn't that what a decent prince of Tiangong should do?

Peng Yu was a little modest, coughed lightly, and was about to speak softly again.Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door: "Your Highness, are you there? Something happened!"

The movement outside relieved the tense atmosphere.Peng Yu instantly jumped up and rushed to the door, seeing Peng Kai outside, he was pleasantly surprised: "Quickly tell me, what's the matter!"

"Yes...it's the kid we adopted some time ago, he...he seems to be sick."

"Ill?" Peng Yu was full of confusion: "If you're sick, go to Mr. Wang. You don't need to panic, do you?"

"What disease?" Zhuan Yun came out from inside, and put all kinds of instruments back into his clothes.

Peng Kai looked at him strangely, and responded, "It is said that it may be smallpox."

Smallpox again!

Peng Yu cursed in his heart, turned his head to Zhuan Yun and said, "Let's go, Eldest Young Master, take a look."

"Wait, Your Highness, don't go there. That thing is contagious——"

"With the protection of the ancestral spirit alone, all evils are warded off, so what are you afraid of?"

Seeing "Kun Hao" and Peng Kai leave, Zhuan Yun straightened his clothes and followed.

……

Jin Niansheng was lying on the bed, his face was flushed and his whole body was hot.Xiao Mujin and Wang Jian were checking at the side and communicating in low voices.

"Old Wang, sister, how is the situation?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Muyu appeared next to Peng Yu in an instant, grabbed him and walked out.

"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"

"Let's take a look. Don't worry, it's just smallpox for mortals, and it's not worth caring about."

Compared with the smallpox curse of the Dakun Dynasty, the smallpox in the lower world is trivial, and cowpox can be easily cured.

"Mortal smallpox?" Xiao Muyu sneered.

Before she could speak, Wang Jian interjected, "Your Highness, this is not an ordinary person's smallpox. Nian Sheng, this kid, has a lot of background."

"Huh?" Peng Yu wanted to look inside, but Xiao Muyu was blocking him, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.

Zhuan Yun stood behind and couldn't see inside.But he has no interest in Jin Niansheng, so what if the eldest princess's child is dead?

In other words, he now wished that the child would die.Turn around and blame "Kunhao" so that the eldest princess can vent her anger.

abruptly—

The Golden Crow's cry sounded from inside the house, and Peng Yu and Zhuan Yun's expressions changed at the same time when they heard the loud and clear cry.

Regardless of Xiao Muyu's obstruction, they rushed into the house.

I saw Mr. Wang stabbing the acupuncture point with a golden needle, and a faint golden crow pattern appeared on the boy's back?
"Awakening the divine veins? Does this kid have the divine veins?" Peng Yu murmured, "Why haven't I discovered it?"

And that divine vein...

He looked at Zhuan Yun.

Zhuan Yunjun's face was gloomy, and his eyes were a little bewildered, staring at the boy in thought.

The golden crow pattern ignited the air, and layers of heat waves surged.

After dismissing the golden crow's phantom, Peng Yu looked at Zhuan Yun: "I remember you said that the man's status is low? Jin Niansheng is just a mortal? Huh?"

Golden Crow Pattern, Zhuan Sun's bloodline.

Who would have thought that the man incarnated by the eldest princess was a member of the Zhuansun family?
Peng Yu cursed again in his heart: This Kunwu family owes the Zhuansun family debts for several lifetimes, how can they just have a relationship?
(End of this chapter)