"Daoist Xianyu, what do you mean, please give me an explanation!" The national teacher standing on top of the high hall suddenly had a warm face and shouted in a low voice to the Xianyu Daoist at the door.

"The national teacher is angry, Xian Yu has no offense, but some of these people actually killed my apprentice in Panlong Mountain, and injured his entourage, and he is still unconscious, I came today to ask for an explanation for my apprentice" Xian Yu said while talking, but he looked at the people present as he spoke.

Zhang Bairen suddenly secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

"The apprentice that Daoist Xian Yu said is Murong Yun, the son of Murong De?" the national teacher asked lightly.

"Returning to China, it is the inferior Murong Yun," Xian Yu replied with a bow.

"Hmmm... I know, the murderer himself stands up, don't let the national division do it himself!"

After the national teacher nodded slightly to Xian Yu, he suddenly shouted at everyone in the field, the voice was extremely thick, and the hearts of the people were shocked, Chinese and many people were suddenly frightened and knelt on the ground, which shows that the national teacher has a very high prestige in the court.

Just when Zhang Bairen was about to rush out to fight with Xian Yu, Zhang Liang beside him suddenly grabbed him, and after showing him a look, he walked out of the crowd alone and came to the bottom of the national teacher.

"Is it you?" At this time, Xian Yu saw someone walking out and suddenly rushed in front of Chen Liang, and grabbed Zhang Liang's neck, but Zhang Liang had no intention of resisting.

Just when Zhang Bairen was about to rush out, he saw that the national teacher suddenly waved his big hand at Zhang Liang, and Xian Yu's palm on Chen Liang's neck was quickly released as if it had been struck by lightning.

"What does the national teacher mean?" Xian Yu was suddenly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the strength of the national teacher to be terrifying, but he was afraid that he already had the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, Xian Yu looked at the national teacher with some fear and asked.

"Xian Yu, this is the son of the eighth prince, you must not be rude" The national teacher opened his mouth leisurely at this time, in fact, he could have stopped Xian Yu before he made a move, but he didn't do it.

"The little prince is here, I don't know what's going on?" According to the courtesy, Zhang Liang is the king's closest relative, and his status is far above the national teacher, but the national teacher said in the tone of an elder, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I know who killed your apprentice" Zhang Liang ignored the national teacher's inquiry, but turned to Xian Yu and said. Zhang Bairen in the field felt a shock in his heart, and immediately looked up at Zhang Liang.

"Is this true, little prince?" Xian Yu suddenly stared at Zhang Liang with sharp eyes and said.

"There is no lie!" Zhang Liang looked at Xian Yu with a very firm look in his eyes and said.

"Who is it?" asked Xian Yu.

"Li Ziming of the Void Sect!" Zhang Liang said sonorously.

"What?" The national teacher and Xian Yu Daoren spoke at the same time, both of them had shocked looks on their faces, and Zhang Bairen was also shocked, and at the same time felt a warm heart, and after thinking about it, he also admired Chen Liang's wit.

Yes, Zhang Liang made such a blame, and he directly came to death without proof, and he also burned the fire to the body of the Void Sect, although the national teacher has good strength, but against the last Xiuzhen sect, I am afraid that the national teacher will also have to weigh it.

It's just that what Zhang Liang doesn't know is that this national teacher is okay to be the king and hegemon in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of the Void Sect, he is really like an ant-like existence, lest he avoid it, where do he dare to have the idea of revenge.

Then, under Zhang Liang's colorful explanation, Li Ziming used how to beat Murong Yun to death, and after explaining them one by one, there were inevitably more nonsense, adding oil and vinegar, and Xian Yu and the national teacher nodded in agreement after listening to it, because they thought that Zhang Liang was an ordinary man, and it was impossible to fabricate those "phantom" falsehoods out of thin air.

After peace and quiet, Xian Yu took the lead in leaving the palace, while Chen Liang pulled Zhang Bairen straight to the outside of the palace, and then got into a carriage and went straight to the Eight Princes' Mansion.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the door of a huge mansion, with two huge stone lions placed on both sides of the mouth, and two soldiers wearing armor standing guard at the door, Zhang Liang took Zhang Bairen and easily entered the Eight Kings' Mansion without any hindrance.

Zhang Liang arranged Zhang Bairen to rest in the living room for a while, and then left, during which people brought tea and fruit plates and other exquisite food, and stood aside to serve Zhang Bairen, which made Zhang Bairen suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zhang Liang didn't leave for a long time, and after a while, he returned to the living room again, and there was a middle-aged man with a powerful figure and full of spirit, this should be Zhang Liang's father, the eighth prince, Zhang Bairen immediately got up to greet him.

"Young man doesn't need to be polite, please sit down, please sit down!" The eighth prince immediately came to support Zhang Bairen who was bent over, the eighth prince looked resolute and rude, but at this time he treated Zhang Bairen very kindly, which immediately made Zhang Bairen feel good.

After some conversation, Zhang Bairen learned that the original Eighth Prince was not only the prince, but also the protector general of the Xixia Kingdom, and the military power of the entire country was almost all in the hands of the Eighth Prince.

"I don't know where the young man is taught?" After talking to Zhang Bairen, the eighth prince asked softly.

"Uh... I can't say this," Zhang Bairen said with some embarrassment, he still remembered what the old man had said to him at the beginning.

"Hehe... It's okay, it's okay, if it's inconvenient for the young man, don't say it" The Eighth Prince said with a smile, but at this moment, the Eighth Prince didn't know when there was an extra short sword in his hand, which pierced Zhang Bairen's heart, and the incident happened suddenly, Chen Liang didn't have a quick reaction, and the short sword in the Eighth Prince's hand was about to pierce Zhang Bairen's chest.

At the last moment, I saw that the short sword in the hand of the eighth prince was at a distance of one inch in front of Zhang Bairen's body, and suddenly stopped, only to see Zhang Bairen holding the sword body with two fingers at this time, no matter how hard the eighth prince tried, the short sword could not go any further, and suddenly many soldiers guarding the side of the living room immediately became vigilant, and pulled out their swords one after another to surround Zhang Bairen.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Zhang Liang reacted at this time and immediately shouted.

"I don't know what the prince means?" Zhang Bairen said calmly at this time.

"You all stand down, and no one is allowed to disturb you," the eighth prince withdrew his short sword in his hand and shouted at the soldiers and subordinates.

After everyone left, the eighth prince suddenly knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Dad!" Zhang Liang exclaimed

"You kneel down too!" the eighth prince scolded Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang immediately knelt down.

"Lord Wang, Zhang Liang, what are you doing here, please hurry up!" Zhang Bairen suddenly felt confused when he saw this posture, and immediately stepped forward to support the eighth prince and Zhang Liang.

"Please forgive me for the offense I just had, I was also forced to be helpless" The eighth prince suddenly had red circles in his eyes, and said with a little choked up.

"What kind of young man is a lot of heroes, the prince called me a hundred forbearance, and asked the prince to explain to me what the hell is going on? Zhang Bairen saw that this dignified man showed such a fragile side, and his heart suddenly felt a little sad, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he immediately said with a smile.

"Hey... Let the young man, oh, let Bairen laugh, I can't hide it... , my Xixia Kingdom is a country and a country with peace on the surface, but in fact, it is already in danger, and it is really helpless to make this decision!"

"You're talking about the king's illness, right?" Zhang Bairen said after thinking for a while.

"You, do you see that?" said the Eighth Prince, surprised.

"Well, I see that the king's eyes are scattered, his spirit is lost, his qi is weak and weak, and it is not a disease of wind and cold at all," Zhang Bairen said truthfully.

"That's really the case!" A trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the eighth prince, and then he said, "This matter has to start fifteen years ago, and it is all because my royal brother did not listen to persuasion at the beginning, and he had to be deceived by that thief and wanted to seek some way of immortality, so he would end up like this!"

It turned out that as early as sixteen years ago, the current king Zhang Youde met the current national teacher "Qianjizi" when he went out on an inspection, and then brought Qianjizi back to the palace for some reason, and it didn't take long for him to be canonized as a protector of the country.

At first, it was nothing, but after going to court every day, he indulged in cultivation, but after a long time, he really had no intention of going to court, and announced in public that everything would be handled by the national teacher, and he was even more obedient to the words of the national teacher, and the most ridiculous thing was to listen to the slander of the national teacher and abandon the only prince who was born in the wilderness.

Speaking of this, the eighth prince couldn't stop crying, "My poor nephew!" the eighth prince choked up.

"Uh... How can there be such a thing?" Zhang Bairen also felt a little ridiculous after hearing this, and even abandoned his own flesh and blood, and instantly Zhang Bairen thought of his own life experience, isn't he also an orphan who doesn't even know who his biological parents are, and suddenly his mood is also low.

"Haven't you tried to find it?" asked Zhang Bairen.

"Why didn't I look for it, Concubine Lian and I, that is, my nephew's mother-in-law, have never given up searching, but we have been looking for sixteen years, but there is no news, I am afraid that my nephew who has a hard life has been dead for many years!" said the eighth prince sadly.

"Uh..." Zhang Bairen didn't know what to say for a while.

"Baishino, I think... I think I have a reluctant request, I don't know if you can agree?" the eighth prince suddenly held Zhang Bairen's hand and said softly.

"Lord Wang, please say, I will not refrain if I can help," Zhang Bairen said.

"That's great! That's the case, I heard Liang'er say, you are also a cultivator, I don't know if you can help us, work together to get rid of Qianjizi, and never let my Xixia Kingdom fall into the hands of this thief!

"Lord Wang, you really don't need to be like this, I Zhang Bairen said that if I can help, I will never refuse, but I heard that this national teacher is very powerful, and I don't know if I can defeat him," Zhang Bairen said truthfully.

"Ah, aren't you even sure?" said the Eighth Prince, who was suddenly a little disappointed.

Seeing the lost appearance of the eighth prince, Zhang Bairen was also a little unbearable, so he said, "But the prince doesn't need to be too sad, although he is not sure at the moment, it does not mean that he will definitely lose! If we can plan in detail and cooperate with the military power in your hands, maybe there will be a glimmer of life? I just don't know what level of monk this national teacher is now."

"Oh? I heard that he should have reached the middle stage of foundation building!" The Eighth Prince's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said after thinking for a while.

"Middle stage of foundation building?" Zhang Bairen suddenly frowned, he heard Murong Yun say that he had reached the early stage of foundation building, but he was still killed by himself, this middle stage of foundation building should not be much different, he should still have the strength to fight, but Zhang Bairen didn't know how terrifying it was to be a level difference among monks at this time, and many people couldn't go further in their lives, so it can be seen that the gap between a level is very different.

"That's it, Lord Wang, you arrange a room for me, don't let anyone come to disturb me, I have to study it carefully, with my current strength, it shouldn't be too much of a problem!" Zhang Bairen said.

"Really? Okay! Okay! Okay! Liang'er hurry up! Go and arrange a room for Bai Ren! Go quickly!" The eighth prince was immediately excited after hearing Zhang Bairen's words, he had waited too long for this day! .