The indescribable Taoist Lord

When there was a knock on the door, Zhang Qinghe looked at the sky. It was dusk now. With his talent, it didn't seem like it would take him long to figure out these joints and break through.

He quietly pulled out the iron sword that was placed under the futon, and swept the outside of the house with a spiritual thought that was comparable to the third level of middle school.

The person outside looked like a young man wearing light armor with blood patterns and dark robes.

"Strict cleansing at the Demon Suppression Prince's Palace... Xu is here to deliver something..."

Zhang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, put the iron sword into his mysterious pouch, replaced it with the long sword, and walked toward the door.

Opening the door, the tall lieutenant stood quietly outside the door as expected.

His stern face briefly glanced at the sword in Zhang Qinghe's hand, and asked casually:

"Why is Mr. Zhang still holding on to his sword in his own courtyard?"

"Hahaha, General Yan doesn't know something, Qing Hehao dances with his sword at night.

I have just gained a little bit from my practice, I am in a good mood, and I am just about to have some fun. "

Zhang Qinghe smiled dryly and looked at Yan Xi.

"General Yan is here to deliver something?"

People who came out of the military hated their mother-in-law the most, and besides, he was impatient in this matter, so Zhang Qinghe couldn't wait to ask questions.

"Exactly, but not only, the king wants to make a deal with Zhang Shaolang."

Yan Xi took out a sandalwood box and handed it to Zhang Qinghe solemnly. Zhang Qinghe put it away silently and looked directly into Yan Xi's sharp eyes.

After taking the things, he wanted to send the guests off immediately. In his opinion, the people in the Demon Suppressing King's Mansion were the gods of plague, and each one was more troublesome than the last.

"I think it must not be to prevent me from communicating with the prince, right? In the palace a few days ago, I felt that the king did not object, but just used this excuse to test me.

Otherwise, if I had been disobedient again and again, I might have started fighting directly with Mr. Shaobai, and it would not have been my turn to start a small fight. "

Yan Xi nodded secretly in his heart.

But he himself was wondering, why did the king suddenly change his temper?

"After a while, there will be an experience in Zhen'an. His Majesty the Holy Emperor has issued a personal decree. The target is the younger generation of the Dharma Realm of each family in Xiantang."

"What does the Dharma Realm have to do with me?"

Zhang Qinghe wondered... He was a young Guiyuan, and he had recently been trying to fight against the Dharma. What kind of evil had he suffered...

"Although you are not a Dharma Prime Minister, you already have the ability to fight back. Although your cultivation level cannot keep up with the first-tier geniuses, fighting..."

Yan Xi paused, thinking about what happened a few days ago, and looked strange.

"Those brats are no match for you."

"Did His Majesty the Holy Emperor give me a reward?"

"Yes, there is a piece of calligraphy by a certain great cultivator. It is said that it condenses the Taoist charm of that senior, which helps to get in touch with Taoism in the middle three realms."

Damn, it’s useless. Zhang Qinghe cupped his hands and wanted to turn around. Do I still need to understand the truth? God knows, I don't love anyone. Who knows how much trouble I will get into if I go to Chang'an.

"Wait a minute, doesn't Mr. Zhang not want to hear the prince's conditions?"

Yan Xi smiled.

Zhang Qinghe paused and listened.

"The prince said that as long as you are willing to go, you can use the Demon Suppressing Prince's Mansion as you wish."

"Oh? Can I use it freely in Jucai Xuan?"

Zhang Qinghe grinned.

"Use it as you like." Yan Xi ignored his joke and remained serious.

"Even if you want to be the owner of Jucaixuan, it's not impossible."

Zhang Qinghe was dumbfounded and almost choked.

Perhaps he thought he was too stunned to hear clearly, but he heard Yan Xi say seriously again:

"Even if you want to be the owner of Jucaixuan, it's not impossible."

"Of course, there is a bottom line here. Peaceful practice is not allowed to be taught."

Zhang Qinghe was speechless...

He pondered for a moment, frowning.

Yan Xi originally thought that he was considering the interests and calculating the king's intentions, but in the end, he saw the boy's eyes shining and he hesitated to say a word, which was shocking:

"Can I advance the spiritual source in Jucai Xuan?"

…

Immortal Tang Qiantian Hall.

Li Mo invited Li Tuizhi to drink tea in the palace. When they had no official business, they did not follow the customs and spoke casually.

"Is the matter settled?"

"It should be as expected." Li Tuizhi did not hesitate.

"That's not necessarily true. That kid cherishes his life very much. How can you guarantee that he will definitely go to Zhen'an to practice?"

Li Mo was a little curious.

"It's very simple. If he doesn't go, the blood-coated army will squat on him in Chang'an City, and then show him affection and reason."

"Did you learn these things in Chang'an School?" Li Mo put down the tea cup.

"I learned it after arriving in Zhen'an." The Demon King said calmly.

"But why did the emperor specifically ask him to go to Zhen'an for training? In Shiwandashan, if these brats were not Dharma ministers, none of them would be able to escape unscathed.

After all, he was my daughter's friend. After arriving at the house, I feigned anger and tested him. It later turned out that this kid really had the ability to survive, he could fight and run, and he was ruthless and cunning enough.

I don’t know how Li Shaobai cultivated such a geek. "

"I was entrusted by someone to educate me well."

Li Tuizhi only thought that it was Zhang Buqi's last entrustment, and he thought about it.

"It's okay, you gave me this excuse, and I just used it to repay the favor without leaving any trace.

After all, I am not an unreasonable person. "

"You, you said it nicely. I'm not afraid that this kid won't go. The things I planned to give to others have to be exchanged. If this kid knows, I'm afraid he will cry..."

Li Tuizhi was puzzled. If you, Li Mo, hadn't had so many things to do, how could I have thought of all the twists and turns?

Usually the blood-coated army marches directly.

But...he asked for the Ancestor's Notes...

The two of them had not been talking for long when four delinquents in mysterious clothes from the palace hurried over.

One person has a strong and plump body, standing alone in front, and tall, skinny, and short people are lined up in the back.

"Meet the Holy King!"

"What did you ask?"

Li Mo picked up the tea cup and blew lightly.

"If you report back to the Holy Lord, you will get nothing, and you will die for your humiliation."

Ou Yanliang has been struggling for most of his life. He knows when to tell the truth and when to tell lies.

Li Mo took a sip of tea without any surprise and looked at the Demon Suppressing King with the look in his eyes that I had said he would be like this.

The Demon Suppressing King looked disappointed. The ability of criminals to torture and interrogate was second to none in Zhongtian. Even if Overhaul fell into their hands, there would always be a way to pry it out. However, this was not the first time that they were helpless against the evil people of Tiangong. .

It would not make much sense to hand it over to the Bloody Clothes Army.

"It doesn't matter. The evil people in Tiangong are full of tricks and dehumanization. Ordinary interrogation methods are no longer effective against them. Let's deal with it casually." Li Mo said lightly.

Ou Yanliang nodded in agreement.

Li Mo casually brushed aside these Xuanyi delinquents and fixed his gaze on Xiao Shou, feeling a little funny in his heart.

"That's right, Fatty Ou."

"The humble position is here."

"Zhen'an training is of great importance, but we must not let the children of each family suffer serious losses. Both the bad guys and Zhi Jinwu should contribute."

"What does the Holy Lord mean?"

"I think Xiao Shou under your command is good, let him go to Zhenan and his party."

Under the main hall, Xiao Shou lowered his head, his face darkening... It was clear that it was a coincidence that he got out of prison at a high price... But why am I inexplicably leaving Chang'an City again?