Chapter 4: Wishes

"Are you a senior of Cangyun Gate?"

Jiang Mengyao asked in surprise.

Although she is a personal disciple of the head of the sect, she has not been in the field for a long time, and she has not seen many elders who have traveled abroad.

Seeing Chen Wen using the secret method of Cangyun Gate, Jiang Mengyao naturally thought that the other party was a senior of Cangyun Gate.

When Chen Wen heard this, he also nodded: "It's almost counted." ”

This is not a lie, after all, Lin Ling of Cangyun Gate has to call Master when he sees him.

"Thank you seniors for helping!" Jiang Mengyao said gratefully.

"It's nothing, you help me once, I'll help you once, and the two of us can be considered even. Chen Wen waved his hand.

Jiang Mengyao had a happy look on her face, but Jiang Sheng's face was not good-looking.

"Now, it's troublesome!"

"Are you worried that the one surnamed Huang will come back to take revenge?" asked Chen Wen.

"You are cultivating in seclusion, and you don't know at all the horror of Dongchang. Jiang Sheng said: "Since Zheng Guo returned to the country, the masters in the East Factory have reached a terrifying level, even if the four major factions in China combined, they may not be able to compete with the East Factory!"

Hearing this, Chen Wen was not too surprised.

If a country wants to maintain stability, it must have a force that can deter the whole country.

Obviously, the 100,000-strong army is only on the surface.

And the eunuchs in the East Factory are Zheng Feng's secret power.

"All in all, you go back to Cangyunmen to avoid it first, no matter how rampant Dongchang is, it must be impossible to go to Cangyunmen to arrest people. Jiang Sheng said nervously.

"Dad, what about you, come with us!" Jiang Mengyao only then understood the strength of Dongchang, and hurriedly said to Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "If I leave, Dongchang will inevitably give me the name of corruption and perversion of the law, I Jiang Sheng will live my life, act right, stand upright, even if I die, I can't let my ancestors and ancestors be ashamed!"

"Then I'm not leaving. Jiang Mengyao shook her head.

"Silly girl......"

Just when the father and daughter were persuading each other.

Chen Wen found a chair and sat down at random.

"Don't dwell on it, since you don't want to leave, stay here. I want to see how powerful those masters of the East Factory are. ”

Since this matter is involved.

Then help people to the end.

In this world, Chen Wen didn't dare to say how powerful his cultivation was.

However, just Zheng Guo's one-third of an acre, Chen Wen is still confident.

The father and daughter glanced at each other.

Chen Wen's confident appearance made the two of them feel a little more confident in their hearts.

"Senior, what should we do now?"

"Do whatever you have to do, don't worry about the rest!" Chen Wen waved his hand, but then added, "By the way, prepare a quiet room for me." ”

......

"Godfather, are you alright?"

"Poof, no, it's okay!"

"You've been vomiting blood, how can you be okay!"

Datong City, Hu Mansion.

In Hu Liang's room, Huang Gonggong sat cross-legged on the bed.

Every now and then, a mouthful of blood spurts out.

In a few moments, the sheets were stained red with blood.

In a moment, Huang Gonggong's ruddy face had become shriveled and as rough as the bark of an old tree.

"Write a letter to Dongchang, Jiang Sheng of Chase City, injure the secret agents of Dongchang, and plot to rebel!"

Hearing this, Hu Liang was stunned: "Godfather, whatever, this Jiang Sheng is also a landlord, can Your Majesty believe it with only one letter from us?"

Dongchang is indeed an eagle dog under His Majesty, responsible for arresting those who are corrupt and pervert the law.

But there must be evidence for everything.

This Jiang Sheng is honest and honest, not boasting, he has been collecting for a long time, but he has not found any evidence that is enough to pull him off the horse.

"Hehe, if it was before, it does need proof. Saying that, Huang Gonggong's face became much gloomy: "But in recent years, do you think Your Majesty is still in power?"

Hu Liang was stunned: "Godfather, what do you mean by this?"

"Your Majesty has begun to retreat, and now, all matters in the court are in the hands of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Huang Gonggong said coldly.

"This, how is this possible, how have I never heard of it. Hu Liang was a little surprised.

Gonggong Huang glanced at Hu Liang contemptuously, what kind of thing are you? This kind of national event, anyone who knows it, can count it on one hand.

Even if it weren't for the prince's cronies, I'm afraid he wouldn't know.

"Don't talk nonsense, send the letter out quickly, and when I catch that kid, I'm going to make him worse than dead!"

After decades of cultivation, it was abolished.

At this time, Huang Gonggong's heart only wanted to kill Chen Wen.

......

At this time, Chen Wen was sitting quietly in an attic of the City Lord's Mansion.

Cultivating every day can be regarded as a habit he has cultivated in the past five hundred years.

Nine golden gases, like silk threads, were domineering and rampaging in the body.

This is the practice that Chen Wen practiced.

The Thirty-Three Heavens

One sounds, very ordinary, and even has some secondary two names.

But when it comes to really cultivating, it's extremely difficult.

For a full five hundred years, Chen Wen had only cultivated to the ninth level.

No, to be precise, in four hundred years, he has cultivated to the ninth level.

But at this level, he was trapped for a hundred years.

I couldn't cultivate to the tenth heaven and turn into the tenth golden thread.

With the nine golden lines rampage.

The more veins are opened by the tear.

Chen Wen opened his eyes suddenly.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Failed again, is this exercise cultivated by a human being? Is there really anyone who can cultivate to the thirty-third heaven?"

Slowly getting up, Chen Wen muttered.

In comparison, the exercises such as the Blue Bird Decision, the Qilin Arm, and the Ancestral Dragon Song that my master left in the house at the beginning were much simpler.

In five hundred years, if I had devoted myself to studying those exercises, I am afraid that I would have been able to comprehend them long ago.

Merely......

A very simple truth, the more difficult the exercise, the more precious it is.

Therefore, in addition to teaching Xiaoling a few people, he learned those exercises roughly.

For most of the rest of the time, Chen Wen was contemplating the "Thirty-Three Heavens"

During the break, Chen Wen stretched out his hand.

A bead as black as ink appeared in his hand.

The whole body exudes a yin and evil atmosphere.

This is the condensation of the yin and evil power that Chen Wen absorbed from that Huang Gonggong.

This thing, for normal people, is a deadly poison.

However, for those who cultivate evil methods, or those who cultivate ghosts, it is a great supplement.

"Could it be that the master Dongchang is all composed of these things?"

Looking at the pitch-black beads, Chen Wen slowly muttered.

The use of evil methods to promote the cultivation of a group of people in general, in order to deter the country.

This method, from the perspective of a king, is understandable.

However, whenever Chen Wen thought about how many lives would be needed to raise such a group of evil cultivators.

I unconsciously think of what Zheng Feng looked like when he was a child.

"Master, my wish is to build a kingdom without war, where everyone can be fed, clothed, and happy......

Putting away the black orb, Chen Wen stood up.

Push open the door.

The moonlight is still there.

"It seems that we really have to talk to Xiao Feng and Xiao Ling. ”