The waist card is engraved with the official position of the commander of the three-rank guards and the royal gold armor, which is higher than Zhu Ziling's position in the past, but it is not a high-level general at all.

People who have a slight title in the army, even if they pass by the checkpoint to check the waist card, they all hold it in their hands and shake it casually, and their eyes are not good and they can't see clearly. Zhong Zhen had never seen such a handing of the waist card to people to take a closer look.

However, this waist card is indeed real, similar to the one in Zhong Zhen's hand, but it is much more advanced, and it is a defensive magic weapon reads();.

Such a high position is so polite to her, obviously it is polite to others

Wei Shang is considered to be the top boss, Zhong Zhen thought that he couldn't be too rude, so as not to be called uneducated. She curtsied a woman's common salute. She was dressed up as delicately as she could, and where could she give her hand as aggressively as before.

"The last general, Zhong Zhen, has seen Commander Wei."

"No need to be polite, you are not officially in the army."

Wei Shang is not from Zhu Ziling, he is from the old lord, and his intention is very simple, that is, to take her to see Dugu Pocheng.

Although he guessed that Dugu Pocheng was imprisoned by Emperor Lao'er, Zhong Zhen was still slightly relieved to hear that it was okay.

Is this asking her to be a lobbyist?

If there is no signboard of Xinghua Ancestor, it is estimated that it will never be treated so politely. It seems that whoever has a big face will speak loudly.

Zhong Zhen followed Wei Shang towards the majestic palace, inside the solemn black wall, there were layers of black palaces, and there was no edge in sight.

Here lives the most powerful and highest cultivator in this continent, the ancestor of the highest god refining stage, the lord of the Mongolian country. No one knew whether he was in the early stage, middle stage, or even late stage of body refining. One can unscrupulously discuss the ancestor of any sect, any famous general. But no one dared to talk about him.

Even if it is a belly slander, I am worried that I will accidentally show my mouth when I sleep at night and talk in my sleep.

Zhong Zhen didn't want to use the name of Xinghua Ancestor to meet the old emperor face to face. But she wasn't worried about that at all, because she definitely wouldn't see it.

She may be surrounded by a group of people in the Soul Refining Period in her sleep, or she may be pierced through the heart by a certain Soul Refining Stage Ancestor on the road, but it is impossible to meet the old emperor in person.

The disparity in status. destined her for the rest of her life. They may not be able to see the most powerful person in the entire continent.

Dugu Pocheng is still the same, with a beard, but because he is not running around in the army. The body does not look dirty.

He wasn't even thin, he wasn't haggard, and he wasn't too surprised to see Zhong Zhen, obviously expecting to meet sooner or later.

Zhong Zhen didn't know how he was locked up. But the place where the two met was in a humble palace in the royal palace.

and not in the house of the Lord. Rather, it was a small room, with a low table and two cushions, no one served tea, and there was no one to guard it.

Although it appears to be unguarded. But there must be someone watching, and there must be someone eavesdropping.

Zhong Zhen sighed, it was really desolate in its own way. I don't know who will be more unlucky between Dugu Pocheng and Zhu Ziling. Comparatively speaking. It seems to be Master Zhu, who has been running around all his life in the end, and he has been a shield in vain.

Dugu Pocheng carefully looked at the girl in front of him, "I have finally grown up, but it is still the same as before." ”

It's still the same person, of course, the same as before. Zhong Zhen only had one thing in mind, and she asked, "Do you want to raise the soul wood?" ”

Dugu Pocheng smiled bitterly, "What do I want that thing for?" ”

"It's hot to stay in my hands, I've been hiding in the ground for more than twenty yearsreads();."

"In my hands, it's not hot, it's just burned alive. Why don't you just keep hiding? I thought you wouldn't receive any information from me, and that your personality would hide in the sky and come back hundreds of years later. ”

Dugu Pocheng is right, Zhong Zhen originally planned to do so. But it's really tasteless to be a human being like that, and the cultivation is all cultivated to the dog.

Zhong Zhen was very annoyed by this, "I don't want to hide, I guess you're okay." It's too troublesome to keep this burning stick in your hand, who do you think I should give it to? ”

Dugu Pocheng was silent, he was holding a fake soul nourishing wood, and he was chased all the way back to Mongolia, how many people came in the end, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, but one of them knew it.

That person was his good brother Zhu Ziling.

Ling Xiao Ancestor called the Soul Nourishing Wood into his hand, and Dugu Pocheng's head, which didn't like to think very much, was about to explode. He is an insider who knows the true meaning of the Soul Nourishing Wood. This thing can be in anyone's hands, but it should never be in his hands.

Even if it falls into his hands by chance, it cannot be handed over to the lord of the country by him personally.

However, it backfired, and his peaceful little life was completely turned upside down.

Zhong Zhen sighed and asked, "Are you that son, grandson, great-grandson, great-grandson?" ”

"Son, I am his youngest son."

Dugu Pocheng was also speechless to the extreme, he once laughed at Zhu Ziling, a good son was thrown to others to raise, I didn't expect that he was also surnamed Bai, when it came to seniority, he was Zhu Ziling's uncle and grandfather.

"So this soul-nourishing wood should be yours from beginning to end, and this rotten wood is a token thrown by your father. Whoever gets it is the heir, right? ”

After sorting out all the threads, Zhong Zhen had already guessed the truth. A bunch of descendants of the Bai family went to steal or snatch such things, and Dugu Pocheng turned against Zhu Ziling, so he didn't have to work too hard to figure it out.

"You're right, what's the point of playing with people's hearts like this? I don't want to recognize this father, nor do I want to be the head of the country. Actually, the soul nourishing wood is not necessarily mine, if I am mediocre and not so promising, it is estimated that I will not be able to touch such a thing in this life. ”

Dugu Pocheng really lacked the slightest interest in the position that those people dreamed of, but what Zhong Zhen said was the truth.

The soul-nourishing wood is in Zixia Palace, and the old emperor once said with a smile that among his grandchildren, whoever gets the wood and hands it over to him in person will be the first emperor of Mongolia.

When the old emperor said this, there were five people present at that time, including Zhu Ziling, five descendants with very good cultivation qualifications. No one knows how serious he is, but over time, the soul nourishing wood seems to have really become a token like a jade seal.

Since Zhu Ziling heard this, he looked around for a suitable person to enter Zixia Palace, and Zhong Zhen was one of the candidates.

Zhong Zhen asked thoughtlessly, "What do you say is the benefit of being an emperor?" ”

Dugu Pocheng replied: "All the resources of the sky are his, and this benefit is great. ”

Zhong Zhen thought that Xinghua Ancestor would grab whatever he wanted, but he didn't see him snatching the emperor's position to do it. She immediately said: "If you don't become an emperor, the cultivation of the body refining period, you can take the resources of the heavens as you want, can you use it so hard?" (To be continued.) )