Zhentiandi Road

Is there anyone else coming at this time?All the monks were a little surprised. Those with high strength had arrived earlier, but those with weak strength either died in the beast horde or were scared back. It is said that no one will come at this time.

Two figures came to the front in an instant.

"It's him!"

"It's that mysterious Imperial Capital!"

"Possessing a powerful magic weapon and a high level of cultivation, he is also here."

"Why are you here so late? Could it be that you ran into someone looking for treasures on the road?"

With the arrival of Dijing and Ren Fang, the quiet scene erupted in an instant, talking about the Dijing that everyone knew about during this period.

At this time, most of the monks standing here have been integrated by gold, wood, gold and soil, and are divided into several parts for the convenience of arrangement. The monks in each part stand together and look a little neat.Only some monks were unwilling to be driven, and left here or hid; besides, the emperors of several countries also stood alone with their subjects and guards. As emperors, it is impossible Driven by people, because once that happens, the majesty of the emperor will be lost, and the way of the emperor will not be able to go any further.

Dijing took Ren Fangfei to the front, looked at the monks below, and secretly wondered: When did these sloppy cultivators become so organized?

Although it was strange in my heart, Dijing didn't stop.Amidst the gazes and discussions of thousands of monks, Dijing led Ren Fang down towards a hill.

Standing on the top of the hill, Dijing looked up at the space fluctuations in the void, then found a place to sit cross-legged, and let Fang stand aside.Dijing raised his eyes and looked around, and saw Feng Taiqing on a hill standing beside a majestic middle-aged man, knowing that it might be the third prince of Dachu, Prince Zhong, Dijing smiled faintly, and looked away.

While Dijing was looking around, the surrounding monks were also carefully looking at this mysterious Dijing, which had become more and more evil in recent days. Only the monks of the Kongkong Temple sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, unmoved.

"Sure enough, you are an expert. You don't change your face under this kind of situation, and you are calm and composed. I am ashamed of myself."

"Idol, Brother Mystery, I support you."

"I'm going to be a teacher, and I only want to learn this kind of bearing like mountains and seas..."

There was a sound of people spitting rice, which eased the somewhat weird atmosphere at the scene.

The crazy old Taoist who was drinking by himself on a mountain top smiled, flew up, and landed on the top of the mountain where Xiong Jian was.

"How about it, boy Xiong? Do you want to go up and try? Maybe the treasure is yours." The crazy old man smiled at Xiong Jian.

Xiong Jian smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "Senior Crazy is joking, let alone whether there are any treasures, I can't see through this person."

"Oh? Then why don't you try it out? This is not the style of a bear boy like you." The crazy old man looked at Xiong Jian's expression and said, as if he wanted to see the truth from his face.

Xiong Jian shook his head and said, "There are many chances to try, but in this situation, forget it."

The crazy old man poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said no more.

Chu Zhong at the side heard the conversation between the two, stepped forward and said: "Seniors, I do know something about Di Jing."

"Oh? Tell me quickly." The crazy old man said immediately after hearing this.

Xiong Jian also looked at Chu Zhong.

"To be honest with you two seniors, in fact, I let people spread the news about this person. Dijing appeared in the Xuannan Mansion of the Great Cang Dynasty 80 years ago, and bought a mansion in Nanhe City, the main city of Xuannan Mansion. He seldom lives in the mansion, but has been staying in the mountains in the south of Xuannan Mansion, and the mansion has always been taken care of by his housekeeper, who is the person standing beside him." Chu Zhong said and looked Glancing at the direction of the imperial capital, he continued: "Eighty years ago, there was a arithmetic genius named Ren Fang. He was very advanced in calculation at a young age, but he disappeared suddenly for some reason. I also learned it a while ago. It was found out that he actually became the steward of this imperial capital."

After listening to Chu Zhong's words, Crazy Old Taoist and Xiong Jian looked up at Ren Fang beside Di Jing. The two had been focusing on Di Jing before, but they didn't take a closer look at Ren Fang beside him. The aura on his body was so dark that he couldn't see through it. Obviously, if it wasn't for the other party's treasure that concealed the aura, or the other party's cultivation base was not weaker than his own.

Shocked in their hearts, the two turned their heads and asked Chu Zhong, "Is there really a treasure on Di Jing?"

Chu Zhong nodded, and said: "It is true that there is a treasure, but I am not sure if it is an ancient magic weapon. I only know that the treasure contains a lot of merit. Originally, one of my subordinates discovered the treasure first. Later, it fell into the hands of Di Jing, and one of the guards my father gave me died in his hands."

After hearing this, Mad Old Taoist and Xiong Jian fell silent for a while, turned around and looked in the direction of the Imperial Capital, and remained silent.

Then, the crazy old man raised his head and said with a strange smile: "Boy Xiong, what do you think the depressed little prince from above will do if he finds out about this?"

Xiong Jian also smiled and said: "Then let's see if he will be more depressed." After speaking, he made some arrangements for Chu Zhong behind him.

The big golden little prince sitting on the golden throne, the golden wood, the golden earth beside him, Zhou Cheng and the two immortals around him felt strange after the arrival of the imperial capital. Who is this person?Why did it provoke such a big reaction from the monks as soon as it arrived?Is it another one with a big backstage?

The little prince Dajin waved his hand, Jinmu behind him came out, bowed and said, "Your Highness?"

"Go and ask." The little prince said flatly.

"Yes." Jin Mu got up and walked towards a group of monks beside him.

"You, come here, tell me what's going on with that person." Jin Mu pointed at a monk.

"Senior, I know." Before the monk stepped forward, a monk at the side shouted and ran over.

"Oh? Then tell me, you must not hide anything, let alone deceive me." Jin Mu's body exuded an aura.

"Yes, yes, the boy must know everything." The monk nodded and said.

After a while, Jin Mu turned around and told the little prince Dajin what he had heard.

"A magic weapon that contains a lot of merit? Is the news accurate?" the little prince Da Jin asked after hearing this.

Jin Mu nodded and said: "It should be true. I saw the appearance of the magic weapon condensed by the monk's magic power. The power of merit and virtue on it is very pure, and it doesn't seem to belong to the lower realm. But the subordinates found that it was just a magic weapon. Fragments, not complete."

"Your Highness, do we want...?" Jin Mu looked at the little prince in front of him and asked.

The little prince Dajin nodded slightly and said: "Well, when we first came here, everything went wrong. This person has no background, and he has treasures in his body. He just uses them to stand up and frighten these mortal monks. You go, Do it beautifully."

"Yes, Your Highness." Kaneki nodded.

Jin Mu flew to the hill where the imperial capital was located, and the mana flowed in his hands, condensing the appearance of a magic weapon fragment, and then asked: "Do you have such a magic weapon fragment in your hand?"

Dijing looked up and nodded, "I got such a thing a few days ago."

Jin Mu nodded after hearing this, and said: "Hand it over, this thing is useful to my Highness." Jin Mu's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking to a servant.

Dijing smiled slightly and said, "One knife."

"What?" Jin Mu was slightly taken aback.

"As long as you can catch my knife, I will spare you." Di Jing said flatly.