Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 158 Bisong Mountain

Chang Sheng looked at Wen Qian curiously: "Your Highness, what is the use of this painting?"

Wen Qian smiled slightly: "You and Mo Xuan finish the exhibition!"

"Yes!"

Chang Sheng and Mo Xuan obeyed, and immediately grabbed one end and unfolded the scroll in the void.

Wen Qian grabbed the desk and threw it at the scroll.

"Shh!"

A ripple suddenly appeared on the painting, and the moment the ripple flashed, the desk disappeared strangely.

gone?The desk is gone?

Everyone's complexion changed, and they took a closer look.

"Ah! The desk, the desk is in the picture, in the picture!"

Chang Sheng looked at the painting and screamed out.

In the picture, on the open space in the mansion, the previous desk is being 'placed' at the moment.

This, this scene shocked Chang Sheng and Mo Xuan.

Also surprised was Wen Gan, who has always been calm and calm. Although he guessed that there was something magical about this painting, he never thought that it was a real object that could hold things, and it had the same magical quality as the universe in his sleeve.

"This painting contains the energy of the dragon's veins, so it can create a space inside to store some dead things."

There was a flash of pride in Wen Qian's eyes, and he shook his head modestly: "But it's a pity that there is too little dragon energy, the picture quality is too poor, and the space is not big, only five feet square. Moreover, after ten years, the dragon energy will vent itself. Painting doesn't work either."

"Ah? Space?" Chang Sheng exclaimed again.

"Your Highness, this desk is put in, how do I get it out?" Mo Xuanjun's face showed admiration, and he asked the doubts in his heart.

Wen Qian smiled and said, "It's a good idea to probe!"

While speaking, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and a large number of ripples appeared on the picture again. She reached into the painting with her arm and grabbed the desk again.

"This...!" Everyone was astonished.

"Your Highness, Goddess too!" Everyone bowed and knelt down.

Wen Qian smiled: "Hahaha, it's good to practice, in the future, you can do it too!"

"Yes!" Everyone stood up respectfully.

"Chang Sheng, although there is space in this painting, it should not be burned. From now on, you will be responsible for keeping this painting for me!"

Chang Sheng was very excited: "Yes! The servant must keep it carefully!"

High in the sky, the girl looked down.

"Space magic weapon? A mortal martial artist with Houtian mirror can actually refine space magic weapon? What kind of fairy operation is this?"

The handsome young man blinked his eyes in disbelief, and guessed: "Could it be that she's still a genius at crafting?"

"Cuckoo, beep!" Spirit Eagle also nodded, expressing that he was speechless.

"Space magic weapon is very rare. There are not many people who can refine it like her! With such deep calligraphy and painting skills, and who understand Feng Shui, can you even encounter dragon veins?"

"Too few, although the space is not big, it is also very remarkable. It seems that Teacher Huayue is about to meet an opponent, hee hee! It's so fun!"

A sly smile appeared in the handsome boy's eyes.

"Hey!" Lingying looked at his master suspiciously.

The handsome young man smiled slyly: "Haha, Yingying, don't you think it would be interesting to put her and Teacher Huayue together?"

The spirit eagle flapped its wings and suddenly nodded: "Cuckoo!"

The handsome young man patted Ling Ying's head: "Then let's go down and get to know that smart girl."

"Hey, beep!" Spirit Eagle nodded.

Just when the handsome boy was about to fall down on a spirit eagle.

"Hush!"

At the place where the feng shui formation is located in the east, suddenly a beam of blue light soared into the sky, like fireworks, it suddenly bloomed into a huge red peony.

"Cheep!" The spirit eagle immediately let out a warning call.

The handsome young man suddenly showed an angry look, and taunted: "This group of stupid women, tell them not to rush into the Fengshui formation, but they still broke in, and now they come to ask for help? Huh! They really deserve it, don't save them!"

"Cry, blah!" Spirit Eagle shook his head.

"Ah..., well, for the sake of your falcon, I'll save you, what a bunch of stupid women!" The handsome young man stared at the fox eyes angrily, with a displeased expression on his face.

After a while, he calmed down and looked down at Wen Qian below his eyes, his eyes gleaming with pity: "Really, I finally met such an interesting girl. Forget it, come find her again in a few days! "

The handsome young man stroked Ling Ying's head: "Let's go!"

"Hey!" The spirit eagle let out a long cry, spread its wings, and flew towards the distress signal in the distance.

A bouquet of red peonies suddenly bloomed in the eastern sky, instantly attracting the attention of countless people.

Wen Qian, who taught Chang Sheng to use the space scroll at Longmaikou, also saw the huge distress signal over the East.

Suddenly, Wen Qian felt something and raised her head abruptly.

High above the sky, among the clouds, a huge spirit eagle was flapping its wings and flying towards the direction of the Fengshui formation.

"Huh?" Wen Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, with a trace of suspicion.

"Your Highness, what happened to the red peonies in the sky?" Chang Sheng looked suspiciously at the red fireworks above the clouds in the distance.

"Don't worry about it. Let's deal with Qi's Shitai regiment first, and their [-]-strong army!"

Wen Qian shook her head, and said coldly: "This is the land of Zhou Kingdom, if you enter without warning, damn it!"

"Yes!" Mo Xuan accepted the order.

After tidying up in a hurry, everyone continued to walk towards Bisong Mountain.

Halfway through, everyone stopped at the mouth of a valley.

"Your Highness, the soldiers who inquired about the news are back!" Mo Xuan looked at Wen Qian respectfully.

Wen Qian asked, "Bisongshan, what's the situation now?"

Mo Xuan said: "Mount Bisong, guarding the four great masters and the generals of Qi, there are still [-] soldiers left behind, and the other [-] soldiers were divided into several groups and sent to the direction of the Fengshui array!"

Wen Qian asked again: "Where's the monster sika deer?"

Mo Xuan said: "The sika deer is also in Bisong Mountain!"

"Well, I see!" Wen smiled and nodded.

"However, five of our soldiers who inquired about the news disappeared. They may have been captured by them, and they may have been humiliated inhumanely!" Mo Xuan's face was ugly, and a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Wen Qian frowned, and said in a deep voice: "So, the news of our attack on Bisong Mountain can't be kept?"

"It's possible!" Mo Xuan thought for a while, and said to the point: "The men I sent are all men trained by the Empress herself. Even if they die, they will not betray His Highness. It's just that cultivators have endless methods, so I'm afraid we won't be able to keep this news."

"Bring the map!" Wen Qian shouted.

"Yes!" Mo Xuan immediately handed out the map.

Looking at the map, Wen Qian's mouth overflowed with a slight smile: "In that case, let's do the trick!"

"Eh?" Mo Xuanjun was taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Your Highness, what are we going to do?"

Wen Qian stretched her brows and asked, "The two hundred soldiers who explored the road, most of them are still near Bisong Mountain, right?"

"Yes!" Mo Xuan responded.

"Let them set fire to the mountain!"

"Ah?" Mo Xuan looked at Wen Qian worriedly: "Your Highness, the other party has already discovered our people and ordered to set fire to the mountain. They should also get the news that they will go down the mountain early. Setting fire should be useless, right?"

Wen Qian smiled confidently, "It's okay, just set fire to the mountain for me!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

(End of this chapter)