Dao Fruit

"It seems that you and that old friend have a good relationship..."

The man who asked the question smiled slightly, drank the wine in the cup in front of him, wiped his mouth and said: "Good wine, the mortal world is indeed a world of flowers and flowers, much better than the hard life in the mountains."

The man who spoke was not very old, he looked no more than 30 years old, with an ordinary face, but very long sideburns, and a free and easy aura on his body. He wore a long gown and his gestures were crisp and neat.

The last person also said: "Brother Li and Brother Yang said so, I naturally have no objection. This time I came to the Central Plains to gain knowledge. The brothers of the clan have opened my eyes just now. How can I miss other good shows?"

Compared with the other three people, this person's speech and behavior are obviously different. He is tall and strong, with a rough temperament. Although he wears the Central Plains brocade, his hair is messy, and his eyebrows are different from others. He doesn't look like a Central Plains person.

"Okay! Both of you, please!" King Yan laughed and stood up to lead the way.

"Please!" The rest of the people stood up.

Zong Heng was originally an aide to Prince Yan, and was only able to drink at the same table because he was favored by others. At this time, he knew the importance of the matter, slowed down his pace, and lagged behind several people.

Prince Yan nodded slightly, stopped, and whispered in Zong Heng's ear: "Go back to the mansion and tell Gong Yangyi to invite Taoist Jinwu to come, and say that the king has something to ask for."

Zong Heng bowed and said: "I know, I don't know where the prince is going, so you can tell the Taoist priest."

Prince Yan waved his hand: "No need to ask more, just go and tell the Taoist priest, he will know." He was quite impatient in his words.

Zong Heng did not dare to ask more, and he bowed and quickly left.

"Where are you going, brother Zong?" The rough man saw Zong Heng leaving. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked casually.

"Zong Heng's learning is very exhausting. He is now exhausted. Li asked him to go back and rest," King Yan replied, "By the way, Brother Yang, Brother Duolu, I will introduce you to a master later." When he spoke, his face was slightly pale and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Master? Good thing. Good thing. I came down the mountain this time to meet some strange people in the world. The more masters, the better." The man in the long gown said, his eyes moved, and he noticed King Yan's face, "Brother Li, you look bad? Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay. It's an old problem." King Yan raised his hand and rubbed his temple. Two fingers vibrated according to some method, stimulating the restriction in the head, and vaguely disappeared a headband.

That day, King Yan wanted to rob Qiu Yanwensi, but was beaten by Qiu Yan. First he was severely injured, then he was forced to take a red pill, and then a headband was put on.

Since then, these two things have become King Yan's biggest worries. The red pill is okay. He invited a pharmacist to treat Qiu Yan several times. He was sure that there was no problem. He had not seen any physical problems in the past few days. In addition to the medicine and food supplements, he had put aside his worries.

But the headband was different. It seemed real and unreal. Ordinary people could not see the clues, but as long as King Yan had a little idea of ​​being unfavorable to Qiu Yan, he would have a splitting headache and suffer unspeakably. In severe cases, he even jumped up and down and was extremely embarrassed.

He was born in a noble family and always kept his word. Now he has greater ambitions. As a result, he suffered a loss. Not to mention revenge, he couldn't even think about it. It was an unbearable humiliation. But he couldn't think too much. He was depressed and aggrieved.

This kind of day lasted for a month before it was considered a turnaround. It was the master of the Crow Taoist who came to ask about the Crow Taoist. King Yan found a savior and invited the head of the sect, the Golden Crow Taoist.

This Jinwu Taoist had extraordinary skills. He saw the real and fake on King Yan's head. He knew that it was the thoughts mixed with blood and qi, integrated into the bones and flesh, and involved the mind. It would not be possible to get rid of it overnight, but it could only be done step by step.

However, although it could not be eradicated quickly, it was not a problem to suppress it. This Jinwu Taoist put another ban on King Yan's head to block the headband, but after all, it had penetrated deep into the flesh. Although it was relieved, King Yan would still feel uncomfortable when he was hostile to Qiu Yan.

After pressing a few times, the discomfort disappeared, and King Yan returned to normal. He smiled at the two of them: "Okay, please follow me."

The man in the long gown and the rough man did not ask much, nodded and followed. The three of them left the tavern and walked in the direction where Qiu Yan left.

As the three of them left, many people stood up from several tables upstairs and downstairs and left in a hurry.

It can be seen that Prince Yan was traveling incognito this time, and his words did not reveal his identity, but he was a true dragon bloodline after all, and he could not afford to be careless, so many guards and masters were disguised to accompany him.

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"Brother Li, are you going to say hello to that old friend?" After walking a few steps, the man in the long gown saw the clue.

"That's right." Prince Yan nodded, without any expression.

The reason why he was so anxious was because he was so angry that he had sent people to find Qiu Yan's whereabouts, and even sent people to Jiannan Road to investigate.

However, even if he was a prince, he would not enter the officialdom after all, so the officials of Jiannan Road would naturally not buy it.

After many unsuccessful searches, the anger in Prince Yan's heart became more and more intense. Now that Qiu Yan was found, how could he endure it?

Besides, according to Taoist Jinwu, in order to eliminate the hidden dangers above, in addition to unraveling the mystery, there is also a quick and effective method, which is to kill the initiator!

"I, Duolu, cannot miss a person that Brother Li values ​​so much. I must make good friends with him!" The burly man heard this and spoke with a gleam in his eyes.

"What kind of person is this? You two will know as soon as we meet him." King Yan smiled and said nothing. The two people around him had extraordinary backgrounds, were involved in a lot, and had a lot of power behind them. If they fight Qiu Yan later, they will also be Great help - King Yan still remembered Qiu Yan's power and knew that with many guards alone, he was no match at all, so he asked Zong Heng to call Taoist Jinwu here, and he followed him up to prevent Qiu Yan from disappearing again.

The three of them walked along leisurely and contentedly, looking around from time to time, but King Yan had something on his mind and walked faster and faster.

Not long after, the man in the long gown's eyes lit up, he pointed forward and said with a smile, "That's the guy."

From a distance, King Yan had already seen Qiu Yan. He would never forget it even if it turned into ashes. Hearing the words, he nodded, then looked around and saw a wine shop. He greeted the two people around him: "I'll wait first." Go and sit there while I send someone to fetch him."

The rough and arrogant man Duolu followed the gazes of the two men and saw Qiu Yan's figure. A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He shook his head and said: "This man does not seem to be a martial arts practitioner, but a scholar, but there is no trace of Qiu Yan on his body." How much scholarly atmosphere, I think the knowledge is not as good as the few people around Brother Li."

This Duolu is not from the Central Plains, but he admires the customs of the Central Plains. When he came this time, he showed special respect to those who had achieved academic achievements or had skills. After making friends with King Yan, many of King Yan's staff were respectful and courteous. At the same time, His eyesight is extraordinary, and he can distinguish the breath of literature and thought just by looking at it with his eyes.

However, as soon as Duolu finished speaking, the man in the long robe shook his head and said, "Brother Duolu, you made a mistake this time. This old friend of Brother Li is not an ordinary person."

"Oh?" Dolu raised his eyebrows, showing his humility in asking for advice, "Brother Yang, what do you have in mind?"

The man in the long robe smiled and said: "I don't take it seriously, but since I came down from the mountain, I have also met many literati, made many comparisons, and gained some insights. I know that as long as ordinary people can understand reason, their thoughts and order are consistent, and they can draw out a trace of breath, that is Wensi in ordinary people’s mouth.”

"Is there such a thing?" Dolu frowned and kept it in his mind, "If that's the case, then doesn't it mean that the person is uneducated and has no skills?"

"No," the man in the long robe shook his head, "but everyone in the world has literary thoughts. You must know that this truth is not only in books. The ancient sages' writings are not to create truths, but to record the principles of the world in books. I When you are doing things on a daily basis, you will unknowingly coincide with one or two principles, and you will naturally have literary thoughts. "

"So..." After hearing this, Duolu finally understood that he was not a fool. After thinking about it, he suddenly looked shocked and looked back in the direction of Qiu Yan.

"That's right," the man in the long robe still had a smile on his face, "When things go wrong, there must be a monster. Everyone should have literary thoughts. If there is no trace on that person, isn't it weird? How can such a person be an ordinary person? ?”

As soon as he said this, eagerness burst out from Duolu's eyes. He was about to shout out to Qiu Yan, but suddenly a look of shock appeared on his face!

"Huh? That man entered the residence of Prime Minister Han!"

It turned out that when he looked at it, he saw Qiu Yan's feet change and he walked into a mansion with a plaque saying "Han Mansion" hanging on the door.

When Duolu came to Dongdu this time, there were a few places that he paid special attention to. The Han Mansion was one of them. He visited the Han Mansion several times but was not allowed to enter. After many inquiries, he found out that there were many complicated things to do if he wanted to visit the Han Mansion. , and generally you cannot see Lao Xiangguo. Only people who have some friendship with Lao Xiangguo can enter and exit at will.

"This man is truly extraordinary!"

Listening to the two people's praise of Qiu Yan, King Yan felt embarrassed. He originally wanted to wait until he made a move to explain to the two of them in case they backed out, but he didn't expect that such a delay would lead to such a situation.

"Forget it, let's wait until Golden Crow Dao Zhang arrives before we make a decision. However, now that we have discovered Qiu Yan's traces, we must not let him go easily! We must keep an eye on him!"

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"This King Yan is still haunted."

In the Han Mansion, Qiu Yan shook his head slightly. He mixed the fragments of the inner demon into the red pill that day and integrated them into the opponent's soul. King Yan was in control of every move. However, due to the dragon's energy, he could not interfere too much, but if the opponent did not learn his lesson, Picking up grudges is another matter. Now that Qiu Yan's cultivation is different from what it used to be, he has fewer worries if he really wants to take action.

Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan, led by the old servant surnamed Wu, came outside Han Yi's study again, then arranged his clothes, revealed his identity, and walked in.

Han Yi was practicing calligraphy when he saw Qiu Yan come in and put down his pen: "Are you here to return the book?" After saying this, his brows jumped, "Huh? The aura on your body is a bit weird, it actually smells like returning to nature, eh? ?Shilin breath?”