The indescribable Taoist Lord

"I have been waiting for you for a long time and you are finally here. Do you know why Gu decided to have you come?"

"Maybe it's because Qinghe is a Taoist."

"There are indeed considerations in this regard. When I first heard that a Taoist child had appeared in Chang'an City, I was a little concerned."

"I heard from Mr. Shaobai... Your Majesty wants Qinghe..." Zhang Qinghe asked tentatively. "However, the king is in his prime..."

"In the prime of life..." Li Tuizhi sneered and shook his head.

"You take it for granted. Even if you are a Taoist, Gu will not easily let one person take over Gu's team. What makes Gu really interested is because your surname is Zhang."

The Demon Suppressing King did not turn around, and the red golden divine armor was wrapped around his body, like a statue that could not be shaken for thousands of years.

This is indeed the case. He has been the benchmark for the Northern Wilderness human race in recent hundreds of years. If he does not fall, Zhen'an's battle flag will not fall.

"You know, even if Ping An doesn't contact you, Gu will try to find you."

Zhang Qinghe did not speak. He knew that a big man like the Demon Suppressor King never needed the support of others. Li Tuizhi was only informing and conveying something, not a usual communication.

"I said I met your father before." Li Tuizhi said unhurriedly.

"I also said that he is an absolute monster."

Zhang Qinghe is not surprised. Zhang Buqi seems to be very famous in Xiantang. In just ten years, he has left a mark.

During the hundreds of years in the Immortal Tang Dynasty, there were only a few mortals who could leave their names.

Moreover, a while ago...at the Demon Suppression Prince's Mansion in Chang'an, Li Tuizhi expressed similar appreciation.

However, when his father was mentioned, it was time for him to take a stand.

"Qinghe thanked the king on behalf of his deceased father..."

"Dead father..." Li Tuizhi smiled and shook his head, "You don't understand what I mean..."

Zhang Qinghe's brows furrowed, and his mind immediately sank - what was Li Tuizhi implying by using the word "dead father" in a subtle way? !

"You and your father look very much alike. You are equally handsome and talented, but he has a thoughtfulness and calmness that you don't have."

"When I said many years before, I didn't mean ten or twenty years ago, but——

Hundreds of years ago. "

The Demon Suppressing King slowly turned around and observed the doubts and absurdity that came to Zhang Qinghe's face.

Zhang Buqi... was a person from hundreds of years ago? !

Then he must be a monk, and it would be difficult for him to die in the partisanship of mortals. So he is not dead? If he hadn't died, where would he be now? What on earth is he going to do? !

Although nothing is impossible in a world like Zhongtian, what is his purpose...

Zhang Qinghe now only feels that even his own life experience is now covered with a layer of fog.

He calmed down his thoughts and suppressed the horror in his heart - why did Zhang Buqi come to the court of Immortal Tang, and why did he pretend to be a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken? !

Seeing that the shock on Zhang Qinghe's face didn't seem to be fake, the Demon Suppressing King slowly said -

"Sure enough, even you were kept in the dark by him.

Are you wondering why your father pretended to be a mortal and entered the court?

I also have the same doubts as you, and I originally thought I could get the answers from you.

I was very surprised when I went to Beijing several times decades ago. I tried to contact him several times, but to no avail.

However, I have never revealed that he has cultivation skills——

One is because I firmly believe that he will not do anything that will harm Immortal Tang, and the other is because he has great kindness to me. "

When talking about this, the Demon Suppressing King's face showed an unquestionable trust that did not require too much thinking, which made Zhang Qinghe puzzled.

Previously in Chang'an, Li Tuizhi hid himself very well, but when he reached his own territory, he did not hide it.

Zhang Qinghe finally understood the origin of Li Tuizhi's inexplicable scrutiny of him.

He slowly walked up to Zhang Qinghe. There was a faint divine light between the blood-patterned armor, exuding a cramped and dangerous aura.

Li Tuizhi unfolded a somewhat ancient brocade bag in his hand. The blue brocade was outlined with gold-painted cloud patterns. However, because it was only a mortal object that was slightly soaked with spiritual energy, it has become slightly yellowed to this day, indicating that With the traces of time.

He silently handed the brocade bag to Zhang Qinghe's hand. Zhang Qinghe opened it in confusion. Inside there was a piece of thin propaganda folded into one corner. It seemed to be made of special material and was very well preserved compared to the brocade bag.

"When I met him, I was in a state of disbelief. Not long after he inherited the throne, he handed me this bag of tips and even placed restrictions on it. He told me not to open it until it was a critical moment of life and death."

Li Tuizhi said with emotion.

"I didn't expect that when this tip came to be used, it would already be ten years ago."

Zhang Qinghe listened silently, his mind spinning, but there were too few clues and he couldn't figure out the clues to these things for the time being.

"I'm just telling you this to see if I can learn from you about his whereabouts...

Now it seems that he has even deceived his direct bloodline. "

"This... I didn't expect it. I always thought that my father was just an ordinary mortal in the Immortal Tang Dynasty."

Although Zhang Qinghe was calmly meditating in his heart, he pretended to be confused and at a loss on his face, trying to get more words out of the Demon Suppressing King.

"The king is joking. It is common for people to hide something from each other. Isn't Ping An also kept in the dark?"

Zhang Qinghe managed a smile.

"The restrictions imposed by the King are not simple things."

Although Zhang Qinghe did not lose his etiquette when speaking, his words were full of swords and swords. He was confident that the Demon Suppressing King would always use him.

Li Tuizhi was silent for a long time——

"That's for his own good. I can't explain it to you, or in other words, I can't explain it to you now... There are some things that you can't understand unless you practice Taoism or go to hell."

The slight wave in his eyes also subsided:

"Some deception is a bad thing, and some deception is a good thing. However, I always feel that people like Brother Zhang will never harm the interests of the heirs."

It turns out that Li Tuizhi also understands the king...

"That's what you said."

Zhang Qinghe forced a smile.

The two looked at each other in silence again, and after a long while, they finally talked about business.

"The training time is very tight. You may not need to enter the secret realm to get things in these two days. Within these two days, I can arrange for the blood-clothed army to hunt monsters for you."

Ah, this...isn't necessary?

Zhang Qinghe immediately felt that his personality had been insulted, and immediately shouted out with great grief and anger...

"How embarrassing is this!"

Li Tuizhi had already figured out Zhang Qinghe's temperament, and was not surprised. He just casually mentioned that this kid's ability to kill snakes and sticks was first-rate.

The two chatted in vain, and Zhang Qinghe was led away by Yan Xi. Li Tuizhi silently watched the student in Tsing Yi walking away and let out a sigh of relief...

"It's so similar, but so unlike..."

I have to review for the exam tomorrow. I’ll give you an update today.