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Chapter 17 Not the Three Groups of Assassinations in the Same Place! (Please vote, please support~)

National Supervisor.

Dressed in a green robe, Jijiu Liu An, with white beard and hair, stood on the attic and looked into the distance.

Behind him, Chen Cheng, who was wearing a dark green robe and looked serious, said:

"White Horse Academy picked him up."

Hearing this, Liu An shook his head, turned around, and said gently: "I already know about this."

"Assassinated today, did you get hurt?"

Chen Cheng's expression softened slightly, and he said, "Thank you sir for your concern, it didn't hurt you."

Liu An nodded, a relaxed smile appeared on his old face, and said, "It's fine, it's fine..."

A pair of cloudy old eyes, when looking at the exquisite face of the student in front of him, a strange expression appeared.

Chen Cheng frowned slightly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the teacher looked at her in the wrong way.

But I thought that I had been admitted to the Imperial College since I was a child.

The relationship with Liu An is both a teacher and a friend, and it was only regarded as the teacher's concern for the students, and he didn't think too much about it.

Sensing the change in Chen Cheng's expression, Liu An suddenly realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "What do you think of this assassination?"

Mentioning this assassination, Chen Cheng's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice:
"In one day, my father and I were assassinated at the same time."

"...Obviously it's not a simple vendetta. My father is the Governor of Jingzhao, and he controls important places in the capital."

"But she has never stood between the concubine and your majesty."

"So the assassination is mostly from the court..."

Looking at Chen Cheng who was seriously thinking about the problem in front of him, Liu An couldn't hide his appreciation and love in his eyes.

There is also a trace of greed, buried deeply by him.

"That's right. Then who do you think is the mastermind of this assassination? What is the purpose of the assassination?"

Liu An seems to have the intention of taking a school exam.

Chen Cheng took a deep breath, looked at the kind and wise teacher with white beard and hair in front of him, and said:

"Except for that demon concubine, there is no one else!"

Liu An's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "Tell me."

Chen Cheng nodded and continued:
"...Although my father has not yet joined the team, my mother is from the Shengyang royal family, and my grandfather is King Wen."

"Our whole family has long been stamped with the stamp of the royal line.

And Jingzhaofu controls the important areas of Gyeonggi. "

"Once the kings raise their troops, if my father opens up this core hinterland, the inside should cooperate with the outside."

"At that time, the kings can drive straight in."

"Taking Gyeonggi in one fell swoop!"

"...In recent years, the Yaofei has built various demon towers in various places in Shengyang.

"So, she is also afraid, she is afraid that the kings will use this to rebel, so this important place in the capital must be controlled by someone you can trust!"

Speaking of this, Chen Cheng's face was full of indifference, and he said: "This kind of assassination method is often used by Yaofei."

"Three provinces and six ministries, all the old officials who have died for no reason these years, all the official positions they have left have been obtained by the Yaofei lineage."

"This time it's just a repeat of the old trick!"

After hearing these words, Liu An took it for granted, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself:

"If Yaofei continues to follow the path of Confucianism and Taoism, then the world will be in chaos..."

……

A fast horse sprang out from the old pine forest and galloped on the flat and wide official road.

Chen Xiaoer pulled the rein to slow down the horse.

Turning around and looking into the distance, Chen Xiaoer shook his head slightly at the green air shrouded in the sky.

He didn't write all the poems in one go on the spot, after all, it was too shocking.

Murong Jie also expressed his understanding.

After all, Chen Xiaoer vented all his lovesickness at once under extreme grief that day.

It is not easy to write a hundred incomplete poems.

It is not a day's work to complete these poems.

"The way forward for Confucianism and Taoism is on the ninth grade." Chen Xiaoer was also attracted by this short sentence.

From ancient times to the present, the consensus of the people of the world will be the cultivation realm, and reaching the ninth rank is the limit.

But Li Qilin told Murong Jie that there are realms above the ninth rank.

If this word gets out, it will probably be no less than an eight-magnitude earthquake to the people of the world.

"...Third grade, a large amount of true energy will gather in the practitioner's body, the blood energy will be strong, and all evils will retreat.

The life span can reach 120 years! "

"...Third-rank up and sixth-rank down, at this stage, true energy turns into true energy, which can gather physical objects to fight.

Life expectancy has skyrocketed to the limit of 150 years. "

"On the sixth grade, it is a more special stage. The true essence begins to transform and transform into spiritual power."

"At that time, practitioners can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and their combat power will soar, surpassing the scope of mortals!"

"The life expectancy has soared to nine hundred years."

Whether it is martial arts, Confucianism, Taoism, or mysterious ascetics, there is no system of practice,
This limit can be broken!

Rather than saying that it cannot be broken, it is better to say that there is no realm above the ninth rank.

"What kind of demeanor will the realm of the ninth rank be?" Chen Xiaoer looked at the east gate of the capital and remained silent.

This matter, besides Li Qilin, was the only thing Chen Xiaoer cared about.

"... I don't know what kind of scenery it will be after the ninth grade of Confucianism and Taoism, whether it will be as Murong Jie said,

Legislate with words, and follow the law with words! "

……

Chen Xiaoer returned home and went straight to his small courtyard.

open the door,
Sure enough, I saw a small figure who had been waiting for a long time.

"You're back."

Jiang Chuan raised his immature face, looked at Chen Xiaoer, and said:
"It seems that you already know about the assassination, so I won't waste my words..."

Chen Xiaoer nodded and said, "Speak directly."

Jiang Chuan swung his short legs that were hanging in the air, and after exerting all his strength, he jumped off the stone bench and let out a sigh of relief.

Chen Xiaoer had reason to suspect that this guy struggled to sit on a stone bench as high as half his body.

Just to put a cup in front of myself at this moment!
Jiang Chuan came to Chen Xiaoer, raised his head and said solemnly: "...Bai Su made another move this time."

"But I didn't startle the snake."

"At the same time, your father Chen Changshou and younger sister Chen Cheng were assassinated to varying degrees."

Chen Xiaoer nodded and said, "Did you find anything?"

"Have!"

Jiang Chuan snapped his fingers and said:
"The one who assassinated your sister, the one who assassinated your father, and the one who assassinated your mother..."

I always feel that this kid is swearing... Chen Xiaoer's head is full of black lines.

"The three groups don't come from the same place!"

Chen Xiaoer's eyes flashed, his heart moved, and he said, "Bokong and I were also assassinated."

"The opponent is the killer of Xueyilou, the third rank of martial arts!"

On Jiang Chuan's immature face, there was an expression as expected, and said:

"I can now be sure that the person who wants to kill you comes from the same place as the person who wants to kill Wen Ruxian."

Chen Xiaoer sat down at the stone table, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and muttered:
"...A third-rank killer, to deal with two people who have no cultivation, is obviously determined to kill. Bai Su is a Breaking Bad master, and the poison is also to kill Wen Ruxian."

"So you say they come from one place?"

There was a look of approval on Jiang Chuan's immature face.

It's weird and inconsistent for a child to show approval to an adult.

"good."

"Then how do you judge that the three simultaneous assassinations didn't come from the same place?" Chen Xiaoer asked.

A confident smile appeared on Jiang Chuan's small face, and he squeezed the palm of his left hand habitually, saying:
"Because the three waves of assassinations are not at the same level."

"……What's the meaning?"

Chen Xiaoer had some guesses in his heart, but he still looked at Jiang Chuan.

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