Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 18
Originally, Zhang Li was going to smash three to five hundred pieces of talisman papers, so that Zhu Yunshan could draw talismans in this side hall these days, but after thinking about it, forget it.

You can't let this guy die of exhaustion.

However, seeing Zhu Yunshan's concentration when drawing the talisman, Zhang Li realized a little bit that the practice in the world requires a firm determination after all.

In fact, the experience gained from observing Zhu Yunshan's talisman painting just now cannot be measured by three or two spirit stones.

Even if it is on Yunlan Mountain, if you want to practice the way of talismans and observe and draw talismans, you still need to pay Lingshi.

Quietly walked out of the hall and stood in the small courtyard, Zhang Li saw a Taoist man in green robe standing outside the small courtyard.

"Disciple Zhuo Yun, met Master Uncle."

Zhuo Yun, an elite in Jingyuan Temple, just over forty years old, already in the middle stage of martial arts condensing energy.

With this level of cultivation, he is already a first-class master in the Jianghu, and everyone admires him.

In Jingyuan Temple, he is just a Taoist master who rarely appears in front of the world, and few people know his cultivation.

In Jingyuan Temple, there are too many masters.

Zhang Li came to Jingyuan Temple for more than a month, and Zhuo Yun came to see him several times. In fact, Zhang Li was really a disciple of Taoist Yuji, and he came to ask for news about the Grand Master.

Later, I came to deliver tea a few times, as well as some snacks in Luojing City.

He is one of the few people in Jingyuan Temple who has spoken a few words to Zhang Li.

"This disciple has accepted the task of observing and is preparing to go to the Daming Mansion. I am here to bid farewell to my master and uncle." Zhuo Yun came to Zhang Li and bowed to salute.

Daming Mansion, located in the southeast of Zhao State, is rich in literary talent, Confucianism and Taoism, and is extremely rich.

In fact, if you go to the southeast, because the products are rich, they are all good lands, and the people live well.

The State of Chu is just to the southeast of the State of Zhao, and its power surpasses that of Zhao.

"Is it for the chance to be exiled?" Zhang Li nodded and said.

Zhuo Yun nodded.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and three light yellow talisman papers appeared.

"Give you body protection."

Protect yourself!

Talisman!

Zhuo Yun showed joy on his face, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and respectfully stepped forward to take the talisman paper.

I have been getting close these days, and finally there is a result.

Watching Zhuo Yun leave, Zhang Li chuckled and shook his head.

This is the difference between the mundane world and the world of practice.

In the world of practice, strength is the most important thing, and these human feelings are much more indifferent.

Perhaps the entanglement of human feelings is also a kind of disaster in the world of mortals?
Lin Chaoyang once said that the rivers and lakes are not just about fighting and killing, but more about the ways of the world.

Rivers and lakes, of course I have to take a trip when I have a chance.

Now, it's better to go back and draw symbols.

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Rocky City.

Prince Yu's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness King Yu, this time His Majesty entrusts you to thoroughly investigate the case of the attack on Luo Jing's banished mortal cultivators, which shows that he has a lot of trust in His Highness."

The one who spoke was a thin old man wearing a cloud-gray robe and a goatee beard.

The old man's name is Qian Yanci, and he is an aide of King Yu.

This old Mr. Qian had long been famous in the southeast of the Zhao country, so he was invited to the mansion by King Yu.

In the hall, King Yu Zhao Chong stood at the head, with a hint of joy on his face.

In the past three days, his situation in Prince Yu's Mansion can be described as a double sky of water and fire.

The mansion of King Yu the day before yesterday was still deserted, and King Yu was still the dissatisfied prince who was convicted of contradicting the imperial court half a year ago.

Yesterday, King Yu sent the divine soldiers brought back by his eldest son Zhao Ji from Jingyuan Temple to the imperial city and presented them to His Majesty.

Yesterday, there was a rumor in the city that there is a peerless master in Jingyuan Temple, who has a cold personality and doesn't like to be disturbed, even the eldest princess was refused to see him.

And it was this master who gave King Yu's son a peerless sword.

Today, His Majesty issued a decree that King Yu is in charge of thoroughly investigating several recent bizarre attacks.

Experts value it, and His Majesty trusts it. Overnight, King Yu became the hottest figure in the city.

The encounters of these three days can be described as miraculous.

"Ji'er, I don't know what reward you want." King Yu turned his head and looked at the eldest son Zhao Ji standing below.

There are two sons and one daughter in Prince Yu's mansion. Although Zhao Ji is not the eldest son, he is the legitimate son.

"Sharing the worries of the father is what a child should do." Zhao Ji bowed, then raised his head and said: "If the father really wants to reward, I want the half catty of the setting sun blood that the father treasures."

The setting sun is like blood.

Twenty years ago, the emperor of Qin sent ten catties of wine to Zhao, and His Majesty rewarded Prince Yu's mansion with one catty.

King Yu was reluctant to drink it, and still had half a catty of it for collection.

"The blood of the setting sun?" King Yu looked at Zhao Ji and said softly, "Isn't that good tea or wine?"

The news that King Yu's son exchanged two taels of Gui Yunxue for a good sword was widely spread in Luojing City.

"Father, that day I didn't give the sword to my aunt, and I have always felt sorry for it. I wanted to give this blood of the setting sun to my aunt."

After Zhao Ji finished speaking, he lowered his head and waited for King Yu to make a decision.

There was some silence in the hall.

When Zhao Ji looked up, he saw his father and Mr. Qian were all looking at him.

"Your Majesty, did you think this up yourself, or was someone else teaching you?" Qian Yanci looked at Zhao Ji and asked softly.

Zhao Ji was a little dazed, nodded and said, "That's what I thought."

King Yu nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, take the setting sun's blood."

Zhao Ji showed joy on his face and bowed hurriedly.

When he left, Qian Yanci looked at King Yu with a smile: "Your Majesty's heart is simple, perhaps there are these opportunities."

King Yu nodded, then shook his head again.

"This king was going to let him meet with the prime minister of Dongfang, and go to Xunchengsi to look for files, but unexpectedly, he," said this, King Yu also chuckled, "Perhaps this is the law of fate."

Dongfang Jing is the great master and the prime minister of the country, and the eldest princess is in charge of Xuanyuewei. As long as any of these two can gain a relationship, they can all be helpful in the future.

"In this way, this king will personally go to the city inspector to invite Mr. Tang Mo to visit various sects in Luojing."

"As for the Prime Minister of the Eastern Kingdom, let's put it aside first."

"Jianghu, Chaotang, Jingyuan Temple, if Ciyu can help, I don't believe this case can't be investigated."

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After Zhao Ji received half a catty of setting sun blood in the warehouse, he did not go directly to the eldest princess's mansion to meet the eldest princess, but went to find his younger sister, Princess Yuyan.

Zhao Yuyan, the owner of Yuyan County, is sixteen years old, just the age of innocence, sweet and smart, very popular with King Yu and Wangfei, even the queens and concubines in the palace, who also say that this is the pearl of the royal family.

Zhao Yuyan was overjoyed that her elder brother could take her to meet the eldest princess, the strange woman in the eyes of the royal women, and she patted her chest and promised that she would never talk nonsense.

It's a pity, how can a girl take what she said while patting her chest seriously?

As soon as Zhao Yuyan arrived at the eldest princess's mansion, she forgot all about her promise.

"Auntie, are the people in Beidi really hideous and terrifying, eating human flesh?"

"Auntie, how did you come back from Beidi? This is tens of thousands of miles away."

"In the future, I will be like my aunt, and decide my own marriage. By the way, aunt, what does the King of Beidi Town look like?"

Zhao Ciyu smiled lightly, and reached out to pat Zhao Yuyan's forehead.

Turning his head, he looked at Zhao Ji who was full of embarrassment: "Is it true that you have always been so unreliable in doing things?"

Zhao Ji was even more embarrassed.

Only then did Zhao Yuyan think of her brother, and she couldn't help but retreat behind Zhao Ciyu with her tongue out.

"Auntie, I really came to make amends. On that day—" Zhao Jiyu hadn't finished speaking, but Zhao Ciyu had raised his hand to stop.

"I understand what you mean." Zhao Ciyu's face was indifferent, and a deep look flashed in his eyes: "But I don't drink."

do not drink?
At the beginning, wasn't it rumored that the eldest princess would fight wine with the king of Beidi town and never get drunk for a day?
Zhao Ji was a little at a loss.

"Zhao Ji, I'll give you a task." Zhao Ciyu suddenly looked solemnly and looked at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Yuyan also quickly stood beside her brother.

"Send this setting sun blood to Jingyuan Temple." Zhao Ciyu's voice sounded.

Zhao Ji was taken aback, and quickly said: "Auntie, Mr. Zhang doesn't like to be disturbed—"

That Mr. Zhang once made himself think about what he wanted, and Zhao Ji has never dared to tell anyone about this issue.

He hadn't made up his mind yet, and he didn't dare to see Zhang Li.

Maybe, he had vague thoughts in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it himself.

"It's not for Mr. Zhang." Zhao Ciyu shook his head, "It's for Mr. Zhu who is temporarily staying in Jingyuan Temple."

"Liu Yue, you can go with the prince."

As Zhao Ciyu's voice fell, a heroic woman in light red soft armor with a long sword at her waist and her hair tied up in a red crown stepped forward and bowed.

"promise."

(End of this chapter)