Zhu Chongba was confused, and hurriedly asked: "Dare to ask Xingjun, what is the body of a true dragon? Also, just now those two female fairies kept calling me Shengshang, what is going on? You, do you really not recognize the wrong person?"

Gou Chen Xingjun was noncommittal, and said, "You don't have to ask. From tomorrow onwards, you can no longer be called Zhu Chongba, and your future name will be Zhu Yuanzhang. ”

"Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang?" Zhu Chongba muttered to himself, and then asked, "Xingjun, what do you mean, can you tell me in detail?"

Gou Chen Xingjun shook his head and said, "Zhu Yuanzhang, the secret of heaven must not be revealed. Just remember it in your own heart, and never tell anyone else. What I just said will be known later. ”

Zhu Chongba nodded suspiciously, full of doubts in his heart.

Gou Chen Xingjun said again: "Okay." Today's business is over. You hurry back and get to the state as soon as it gets to after dawn, where someone is waiting for you. ”

"Who is waiting for me, Xingjun, I ......" Zhu Chongba asked again where he was willing to go. Who knows, in an instant, Gou Chen Xingjun has disappeared.

"Xingjun, Xingjun. Zhu Chongba shouted a few times, "Xingjun, where are you?" Where is there still the shadow of Gou Chen Xingjun, only his own echo keeps echoing.

Zhu Chongba was in a hurry, and the thin voices of the two maids sounded in his ears again, "Holy Lord, let the two slaves and maids take you back." ”

Zhu Chongba turned around and saw that it was the two maids who brought him and stood beside him with red lanterns.

"Where did he go?" asked Zhu Chongba loudly.

"Xingjun is gone. A maid whispered, "It's almost dawn, and without further ado, let's go back quickly." ”

Zhu Chongba looked at the two, and had no choice but to nod and follow the two out of the house.

The two maids led the way, and the three of them returned the same way, and when they came to the bamboo path, one of the maids stopped and pointed to the stream by the side of the road, and said loudly, "Strange, why is this golden carp so big? ”

Zhu Chongba's curiosity aroused, and he also leaned over, took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a big golden carp swimming around in the stream. Good fellow, more than four feet long, covered in golden scales, shining in the moonlight, very beautiful.

Zhu Chongba was looking at it vigorously, and a maid next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed, Zhu Chongba was startled and plunged into the stream. He screamed and woke up suddenly.

Zhu Chongba opened his eyes suddenly, but he was still lying on the clay kang in the broken tile house, and the morning light outside the house shone in through the gap in the firewood.

"It turned out to be a strange dream. Zhu Chongba rubbed his eyes, reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I felt strange again, this dream was so vivid, and I remembered every grass and tree in the dream clearly.

After thinking for a long time, Zhu Chongba shook his head, reached out and touched it, and the wooden box behind him was still there. After opening, the six clay figures were still like that, and one of them was a slightly larger clay figure between the eyebrows and eyes, which was very similar to the Gou Chen Xingjun in his dream.

Anyway, it's just a dream, Zhu Chongba didn't think about it anymore, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the bamboo basket he stole from the room last night was still turned over on the ground, and he couldn't help but pat his head, and said in his heart, it is better to find a way to dispose of this bamboo basket and then say it, if it is discovered by the monks in the temple, it will be repaid.

Thinking of this, Zhu Chongba hurriedly turned over and got off the ground, picked up the bamboo basket, and wanted to go out. As soon as he lowered his head, he suddenly found that he had a large piece of wet on his placket, and looked around, his two robe sleeves were also wet, Zhu Chongba looked up and saw that it was not raining in the sky, and he had not been close to water for a day yesterday, how could his placket and robe sleeves be wet like this.

After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that when I woke up from a dream, it was when I was looking at the big golden carp, and I was pushed into the stream next to the bamboo path by the maid.

Zhu Chongba felt a cool breath rising from the back of his neck, his head was not enough, he stood on the ground in a daze, thought for a long time, and then recalled that Gou Chen Xingjun once said that let him go to Maozhou as soon as possible, where someone was waiting for him.

Anyway, I have nothing to do left and right, wandering around, it is better to follow what the star monarch in the dream said, and simply go to Maozhou to see if it is true or false.

Thinking of this, Zhu Chongba straightened his clothes, solemnly put away the wooden box in his arms, carried the bamboo basket, and went out of the firewood door.

At this time, all the monks in the temple were doing their morning lessons, and the fireworkers and handymen in the dormitory were also busy working in the vegetable garden. Zhu Chongba took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, put the bamboo basket in the room, and grabbed the leftover steamed buns eaten by more than a dozen monks in the cage drawer, walked out quickly, and walked along the mountain road outside the temple.

At this time, Ye Boyu went to the Suzaku Gate, and also went to the ruins of Chang'an in the Han Dynasty, but he didn't find any suspicious signs, and seeing that the sky was already slightly bright, he began to get anxious in his heart. The longer the time drags on, the harder it is to find any traces on your own.

There was no way, Ye Boyu walked out of Chang'an City from the Vermilion Bird Gate, walked into a dense forest, drove the sword light, rose in mid-air, overlooking the entire Chang'an City, and saw if he could find any clues.

At this time, Chang'an City was still silent, and with twelve points of true yuan, Ye Boyu's dark eye was exerted to the extreme. It was just dawn, and there was a heavy fog, and the ground was as blue as a wash.

Ye Boyu took a closer look, and sure enough, on the ruins of Chang'an City in the Han Dynasty, outside Famen Temple and in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away from Chang'an City, Ye Boyu really found three faint but straight purple gases, which rose to the sky.

"It seems that what the Great Wilderness Zen Master said is right, and sure enough, there are three purple qi in Chang'an City. Ye Boyu said secretly, and thought again, "It seems that the cultivation of the Great Wilderness Zen Master is still far above himself, Buddhism pays attention to the purity of spiritual thoughts, and he has not found a single purple qi, and he can faintly feel the three purple qi with his spiritual power alone, which shows that his cultivation of the Heavenly Eye is much more intelligent than my current dark eye." ”

Indeed, Buddhism attaches great importance to the cultivation of spiritual mindfulness, and only after the spiritual mindfulness reaches a certain level can it begin to practice magic and cultivate the Dharma body.

Ye Boyu thought about it again, but it was still not right. Now that I know, Yuan Huizong is a well-deserved true son of heaven, the red whisker fire dragon is hidden in the Vermilion Bird Gate, and it wants to possess others, of course the red whisker fire dragon is a real dragon, and the person it possesses should also be the true son of heaven, so who should there be a purple qi on it?

Could it be that there is a true son of heaven in Chang'an City, it is really the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Most of the current capital is far from the grandeur of Chang'an City.

Suddenly, Ye Boyu's heart moved, "Could it be him?"

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no evidence. Ye Boyu shook his head, found a secluded place, lowered his sword light, and returned to the Chang'an City Inn.

Sitting in the inn, thinking for a while, there are still two days before the Six Factions Kendo Conference, Ye Boyu decided to go back to the capital first, first see how the rescued Liu Feixu girl is, and then seize the time to retreat for two days, to see if you can break through the stage, two days later there will be a fierce battle, Tianhong's strength is not under the gall lama, and now he can only look at it.

Thinking of this, Ye Boyu made up his mind to go back to Dadu first.

So, Ye Boyu called the shopkeeper, knew the money, remembered the words of Yuan Gang, and asked for two good daughters on the jar and put them in his mustard seed space, so he walked out of Chang'an City quickly, drove the sword light, and returned to the capital all the way.

Now Ye Boyu's home is not peaceful, Liu Feixu has been in Ye Boyu's house for three days.

In the past three days, Liu Feixu has been thinking every day, who is that Zi Yan? Sometimes, when I see an opportunity, I knock on the side of the little girl Qinghong, who knows, Qinghong, this little girl, is very clever, but I just said that I have only seen Zi Yan once, and I feel that she looks very beautiful, specific or something, but I don't see it clearly.

Liu Feixu is helpless against this clever little girl, in addition to eating these days, she is resting in the house, she is really bored, so she walks around the yard, here, but she has really become a deep boudoir who does not go out of the gate, and the second door does not step out.

Sometimes, seeing Liu Feixu is really boring, and Qinghong also takes her to the capital for a walk to relax. What streets and alleys, as many as a cow's hair, large and small alleys, as well as the famous ten scenes of Shangdu, have all been turned around.

Besides, Liu Feixu is fond of cocoa, where do you have the heart to see any lively scenery?

When he was alone in the house, Liu Feixu also doubled the old books on Ye Boyu's bookshelf, only to find that each book was very old, and the edges of the pages were hairy, and some of the pages were still shiny, obviously the owner of the book read and read these books, I don't know how many times I read them, so that the pages could be turned like this.

"I can't see that he is still a person who loves to read. I always thought that he was a martial artist who only knew cultivation and only knew how to fight and kill. Hum. Liu Feixu's opinion of Ye Boyu has gradually changed, but Liu Feixu himself has also loved to read and paint since he was a child. Seeing that Ye Boyu also loves to read, I can't help but have a little more affection for him.

Looking at the miscellaneous broken boxes and broken bags on the ground, at first glance, they all look like a pile of rags. Liu Feixu decided that Ye Boyu would not put useless things in his study. After looking carefully for a few days, I realized that these things were collected from thousands of miles away. There are some things, let alone seen before, even if I haven't heard of them, Liu Feixu looked at it again and again, and I don't know what those strange things can do.

However, this Ye Boyu, who likes to read, likes to collect strange things, and has mysterious and incredible practices, Liu Feixu can't help but have a strong curiosity about him.

Please look forward to watching the next chapter, "Cultivation and Bondage-I"