Chapter 849: Fooling around

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A man with a jade crown on his head and a few strands of red gold flowers on the crown sat on a chair in the depths of the palace, and there was a purple air flow shrouded in the heavenly court all the time, like smoke and fog, giving people an incomparably mysterious nobility.

If there is a Taoist master who is good at "looking at qi", he will know that this person is indescribably expensive, and his life is incomparably rich, and there is not the slightest trace of "defeat" and "broken phase" in the whole body, and some seem to have a kind of "purple qi coming from the east".

This person is Yang Yuan, the prince of the Great Qian, who is now thirty-six years old, and has passed the year of his establishment, but Emperor Yang Pan is still in power, so he lives in seclusion in the East Palace, usually does not show up, does not supervise the country, but silently hibernates.

At this moment, Yang Yuan was sitting in the palace, wearing a wide brocade robe, and his hands were on the armrests of the chair, which seemed to have a momentum of controlling the country.

There was a slight smile on his face, which he was happy to get rid of an annoying ant, but at this moment, the sound of panicked footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Woe to you! Woe to you! ā€

"The prince is not good!"

The anxious voice stirred endlessly, making the smile on Yang Yuan's face disappear immediately, and he slapped the case with a "hum", and shouted: "Who is alarmist outside, and is there any etiquette, let this prince get in." ā€

"Don't be angry, the prince is a villain!" The jade-crowned man almost stumbled in, his hands trembling, showing his inner unpeace.

Yang Yuan glanced at him, frowned slightly, sat down and reprimanded: "What kind of body is it that a dignified ghost immortal powerhouse shouts so loudly!" What the hell is going on? ā€

"The prince is like this......" The jade-crowned man hurriedly stepped forward and whispered.

"What! He actually lived again? Are you sure he died before he cut off his heart? After Yang Yuan heard this, he stood up involuntarily in shock.

"The villain has personally checked it, there is absolutely no mistake, if the prince doesn't believe it, the villain is willing to vouch for the head of the item, he just let me wait for death!" The jade-crowned man swore an oath, but there was an inexorable fear in the depths of his eyes.

"That's weird......"

Yang Yuan frowned, walking around, his heart was very uneasy, the jade crown man was his confidant, he would definitely not lie, it seemed that this matter was eighty percent true.

After a while, he turned around and said, "Come on, check where King Huajun is at the moment?" ā€

As the words fell, a sudden sound was heard in a corner of the deep hall, and then a faint sound of clothes fluttering sounded, and then calm was restored.

Yang Yuan sat back in his chair, his face returning to his original state, but the two sword eyebrows continued to surge, indicating the ups and downs of his mood.

After ten breaths, a piercing voice sounded, like a male duck: "Prince, King Huajun has been summoned into the palace by His Majesty, and he is facing the saint at this time. ā€

"Face ......"

When Yang Yuan heard this, he walked back and forth for seven years, and suddenly turned his head and said: "When King Huajun leaves the palace, report to me immediately, this prince wants to catch up with this younger brother!" ā€

Royal Palace, Upper Study.

Emperor Yang Pan sat on the main seat, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking down at Ji An, who looked "wronged", and Tang Zichen, who had a calm face, although he was over the age of sixteen and his body was a little old, but his energetic appearance gave people a feeling that there was no way to ponder.

At the moment, the study was quiet, and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant, as if something was at an impasse.

Ji An has been here for half an hour, and as soon as he came in, he pretended to be the king of Huajun and told the story of the attack, without any concealment, and even said the moves used and the prince behind the scenes, and pointed out that Tang Zichen passed by and saved him.

He was not afraid at all, if he was recognized, at most he would change his body, with Tang Zichen's strength and his soul, even if ten immortals came, he would be able to walk calmly.

The cultivation method of the Yang God Plane originated from the primeval era, and there are two types, one is the cultivation of the martial arts body, and the other is the cultivation of the soul of the Dao.

Martial arts physical body cultivation, as the name suggests, is to condense qi and blood, improve physical fitness, open acupuncture points, use the physical body as a boat, cross the sea of suffering, and transcend life and death.

Martial arts practice is divided into seven realms: martial arts, martial apprentices, samurai, martial artists, innate martial artists, great grandmasters, and martial saints, which correspond to the training of meat, tendons, membranes, bones, organs, marrow, and blood exchange, in order to temper the body to the limit to the maximum.

Then it's time to practice!

In the human body, in addition to the flesh, tendons, membranes, bones, internal organs, marrow, and blood, there are many acupuncture points, just like the stars in the starry sky of the universe.

There are a total of 1,296 large acupuncture points in the human body, corresponding to the number of one yuan, one trick is a hundred tricks, and cultivating the 129,600 tricks of the physical body can comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts step by step, so that the essence of fist intent, flesh and blood derivation, kaleidoscopic changes, and crushing the vacuum.

In the realm of Taoist soul cultivation, there are ten realms of concentration, out of the shell, night tour, day tour, exorcism, manifestation, possession, ghost immortal, thunder tribulation, and yang god.

Although Ji An's soul is only more than sixty percent of the usual days, it is at least in the realm of thunder tribulation, as for the number of tribulations, it is still unclear, and Tang Zichen practiced inner boxing in the early days, and later involved the artistic conception of boxing, attracting the power of heaven and earth, and his comprehensive strength has already entered the realm of human immortals, so he is not afraid of Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji hidden in the shadows.

"Hua'er, are you saying that you were attacked by a ghost immortal powerhouse at a station two hundred miles away from Yujing City, and you lost twenty-five sergeants in a row, it was this Tang girl who saved you? Moreover, the thief still seems to be the prince's subordinate? ā€

After a long time, Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan finally broke the silence and spoke.

"No, it seems to be the initiative to admit it, he said: The prince saw that the king of Huajun was running around for days and was overwhelmed, so he specially invited the little one to send the prince down to reunite with the Huagui people, and said that the emperor would 'die' sooner or later...... No, return to heaven, the emperor will be the crown prince sooner or later, you will die early and be born sooner ......" Ji An was even more "aggrieved", adding fuel and vinegar to the nonsense, and even scolding the emperor, but his demeanor remained exactly the same as that of King Huajun.

Emperor Qiandi Yang Panting's face twitched, his fists squeaked, Tang Zichen was even more happy in his heart, and secretly gave Ji An a thumbs up.

The more Ji An spoke, the sharper his words became: "That person said that Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan has no virtue, and he should have abdicated to make way for Xian, and also said that the current emperor is a pervert like Hong Xuanji, and he doesn't even let go of a teenage girl, and his personal morality is ......."

"That's enough!" Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan roared suddenly, and the case was opened, and the exquisite Emperor Dragon Wood Imperial Case was immediately torn apart, and the buzzing sound was endless, shaking the entire upper study.

"These words were not said by Hua'er, they came from the mouth of the jade-crowned man, Hua'er was restrained and could not refute it at that time, otherwise he would definitely refute the thief with respectful etiquette." Ji An hurriedly explained, the words "respect and humility etiquette" are extremely important.

Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan looked at Ji An with a pale face when he heard this, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell three times quickly, and he recovered.

"You go down first, you can't leave Beijing without my order, Miss Tang has a meritorious service in saving the king of the county, a reward of a thousand taels of red gold, a treasure knife, go all." Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan took a deep breath and waved his hand.

"That prince ......" Ji Ji looked like he wanted to say something, and finally sighed, and left with Tang Zichen, saying and doing nothing, not seeing anything wrong at all.

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen anything? In fact, King Huajun just scolded by name...... Let him go out in this way, it will damage His Majesty's prestige too much, and it is not in line with the law of respect and humility, and the minister suggested that King Huajun and Tang Zichen should be taken down and interrogated strictly! ā€

Just after Ji An and Tang Zichen left, another person appeared in the upper study, and it was the hidden Hong Xuanji, when he said Tang Zichen, there was a trace of surprise in his calm eyes.

"Forget it, don't touch him, I'll be ruthless next time!" Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan shook his head and said: "His behavior is exactly the same as Hua'er's, it seems that he is talking about the prince's subordinates, but in fact he is sarcastic about my ruthlessness, and the sentences are full of resentment. ā€

Hong Xuanji nodded when he heard this, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he said: "But what about that Tang Zichen, this woman has a mysterious background, and she has a grandmaster temperament on her body, and she is also a martial saint cultivator, and she doesn't understand the etiquette of respect and humility, she is obviously an outsider, and she should be interrogated!" ā€

"Don't mention this matter again, more than 20 years ago, I already owed enough to Concubine Hua, this time Hua'er's henchmen are gone, if even this life-saving benefactor dies, it is estimated that he will go crazy, after all, he has no fault and has military exploits."

Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan didn't seem to want to talk about this matter: "Just now Hua'er mentioned the jade-crowned man, you did this person tonight, even if Hua'er's words are a bit exaggerated, but this person should say something, by the way, warn the prince." ā€

Sensing a killing intent flashing in Emperor Qian's eyes, Hong Xuanji clenched his fists and said: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the ministers will definitely let the souls of such fanatics who do not abide by the etiquette of dignity and humility scatter!" ā€

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Out of the palace, Ji An and Tang Zichen were walking on the street, Tang Zichen carried a burden on his left shoulder, which was a thousand taels of red gold, and a big knife wrapped in yellow silk cloth in his right hand.

"Zichen, it's not in vain to enter the palace today, let's go, buy some rare things!" Ji An was playing with a red gold coin in his hand, which was the coin of the Yang God Plane.

As the saying goes: no one is perfect. This means that there is no gold in the world that is completely red.

However, the Taoist priests of alchemy can burn it, and this kind of red gold, also known as "medicinal gold", is a medicinal material for Taoist priests to practice lead and mercury burning, and practice Jindan.

This red gold, which was printed as a coin, was only available in the Imperial Palace.

"If you come in your own body, this kind of coin is not easy to make." Tang Zichen also played with a gold coin with interest.

"That's nature, let's go."

The two walked and stopped along the way, and unconsciously came to the vicinity of the overpass in Yujing City, which was very lively, with groceries and rare products sold in the north and south, and the flow of people in the early morning was not too much.

Tang Zichen happily looked east and west, but Ji An had a bitter face, carrying things in large bags and small bags, like a follower.

At this moment, a young man with a sword in his hand, a big bow and quiver on his back, rode a giant horse with a length of one zhang and two feet, a dark red body, and a fur like a cloud of fur, and it was difficult for him not to pay attention.

Behind him was a lean man, carrying a large bag and a small bag, the most conspicuous thing was that there was a faint centipede-like scar on his face, and his eyes were staring directly at the young man on horseback, revealing a greedy look.

"Huh? This picture is a little familiar, isn't it......"