In the early morning, the autumn wind blew many clouds and mist again.

Cheng Guang pushed open the door, and after a brief wash under Qingluan's service, he walked to the courtyard to practice.

Cheng Guang's spiritual path cultivation has already reached the Yang God Realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the Out-of-Body Realm, and the means he can have are only the Charm Pupil rewarded by the system.

There are too few means, there are two reasons, one is that Cheng Guang does not have spiritual path-related techniques, and the other is that Cheng Guang's visualization of the god map is too high, and he can't comprehend one or two means from the god map and use the power of the gods.

Even so, his Pure Source Manifestation True Monarch Visualization Divine Diagram still gave him a lot of help.

If Cheng Guang wanted to fully exert his spiritual cultivation strength, it was not enough to rely on the visualization of the divine map in his mind.

It's not that the visualization god diagram is not strong, but it is too strong, and it is not a means that Cheng Guang can use now.

It might be better to learn some spiritual techniques.

It's just that because of Cheng Guang's identity and being the prince of Zhenguo, he can't expose himself to practice spiritual path.

Cheng Guang thought to himself that if he had the opportunity in the future, he might be able to ask Princess Nanming to get him some spiritual dao spells.

After all, she is also a spiritual monk at this time, but she is in the realm of cultivation, and she is far higher than herself.

If it weren't for the fact that the black cub could suppress her with one hand, Cheng Guang himself would dare to face her alone no matter what.

Cheng Guang thought about this, and the visualization of the divine map in his mind faintly flickered again, and the light, like thousands of lights, turned into streamers and integrated into Cheng Guang's mind.

The cultivation of the Yang God Realm, although he can't use too much of the power of the god visualization map, can comprehend it.

Cheng Guang carefully comprehended the visualization of the gods, and experienced the appearance of the gods, which were sketched out in his mind one by one, and his state of mind reached unprecedented calm.

Suddenly, in Cheng Guang's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed, and his heart was enlightened.

The tall and invisible-looking god in Cheng Guang's mind slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze seemed to fall on Cheng Guang's body.

A golden glow swept out of the eyes of the contemplating gods.

fell on Cheng Guang's primordial spirit.

Obscure information appeared in Cheng Guang's mind like flowing water.

Cheng Guang looked slightly stunned, and then his face was slightly happy.

Did he comprehend the magic of the spiritual path from the body of the god map?

Cheng Guang's heart sank, and he carefully looked at the spiritual dao technique he had just obtained.

"Chilling Sword Light."

"The yang god can be cultivated, and the out-of-body sword can attack the enemy, and it contains the cold breath of the moon, and between breaths, the flying sword can go to one, two, or three miles."

"The magic power that can be practiced in the Sanpin Yang Divine Realm is more lethal than the Enchanting Pupil, and when it reaches the Out-of-Body Realm, it can perfectly exert the strength of the cold sword light."

Cheng Guang thought in his heart, carefully browsing the cultivation method of the [Condensing Cold Sword Light] that he realized from the visualization of the god map.

He was not in a hurry to practice.

Instead, read through it word by word.

There are many words and sentences in the cultivation method of Ning Han Sword Light, and it seems to be extremely obscure, even Cheng Guang himself does not dare to practice rashly.

After understanding the meaning of each of them, you can practice again, so that you will be much safer and will not take too many detours.

"At the moment, the cold sword light is enough for me to practice for many days, once I cultivate the cold sword light, the spiritual realm will break through to the out-of-body realm, and each other will not be considered weak."

"At this point, I can be regarded as having the means to truly attack the enemy."

After thinking for a while, Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes, which were slightly noble and purple, seemed to be more determined.

Cheng Guang did not waste his time early in the morning.

Condense the Yuan Shen and practice martial arts.

After practicing the Divine Python Entanglement, cooperating with the Divine Emperor's cultivation method, and reaching the limit of the physical body and the Yuan Shen, Cheng Guang practiced Tiangang Xingdou for a while.

Tiangang Star Dou is the key to his future martial arts breakthrough in the Divine Ability Realm.

Whether he can break through from the Purple Mansion Realm to the Divine Power Realm is completely dependent on whether his martial arts can be condensed into a Divine Power Mark.

After condensing the Tiangang Star Dou into a supernatural power mark, with every move, he could evolve into an incredible change.

When you get there, the strength of Tiangang Star Dou Martial Arts can be regarded as truly exerted.

Cheng Guang was busy practicing martial arts, while Qingluan was doing his own thing in the courtyard, watering flowers and cooking.

The black cub ran around in the Vientiane Garden, and when it smelled the smell of rice, it directly gave itself a sharp brake and went straight to the kitchen.

Today, Qingluan's cooking is relatively light.

Or if he wants to replenish Cheng Guang's body, Qingluan added a lot of precious spiritual food to today's meal, red dragon dates, Xiangcheng mushrooms, nine-colored lotus seeds, and some precious flesh and blood of exotic beasts.

Cheng Guang ate a bowl by himself, and then prepared to get up again and go to the Lamp Division to have a look.

Right now, it's close to the royal festival.

The King of Nanming, or the nostalgic prince, may come to Kyoto in recent days, if he wants to reveal the true identity of the King of Nanming, he also needs to have certain means to arrange.

Now tell Cheng Zhihai that this King of Nanming is nostalgic for the prince, or the Emperor of the Great Zhou can also.

After all, Cheng Guang can now handle Princess Nanming by himself, and he has mastered the method of making King Nanming show his true identity at any time.

He said that King Nanming just misses the prince, no matter how much outsiders don't believe it, because of his identity as the prince of Zhenguo, he will not directly ignore it, and will still investigate King Nanming well.

When the time comes, Cheng Guang will take out the jade pendant hanging around the neck of Princess Nanming, and pull out the king of Nanming, or the sixth child who misses the prince hidden in a dark corner, and expose him to the sun.

When leaving the courtyard, Qingluan tidied up the corners of Cheng Guang's robe, put his hands behind his back, and squinted his eyes and smiled at Cheng Guang.

Under the morning light, Cheng Guang's body is tall, and he is much more handsome and handsome than when he first came to this world.

Up and down the body, in addition to a natural sense of dignity, there is also a sense of indifference brought by being in a high position for a long time.

At the same time that Qingluan was looking at Cheng Guang, Cheng Guang was also looking at Qingluan.

After looking at Qingluan for a while, he smiled warmly: "If you have leisure, you can also go out and walk around without having to stuff yourself in the yard all day." ”

"In addition, there is no shortage of money in the house, and you can also add some clothes for yourself, I see that in your wardrobe, it seems that you are wearing so many pieces all year round."

Qingluan smiled and nodded, but was silent, with a smile in her beautiful eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cheng Guang knew that Qingluan probably didn't care about her clothes, and she didn't have much interest in Cheng Guang letting her go out for a walk.

For Qingluan, she has entered the Zhenguo Mansion since she was a child and rarely leaves the mansion.

Maybe he is used to seeing the prosperity of the house, or maybe he is not interested in the world of flowers and flowers in the outside world, or he may not want to go out to play alone, in short, if it is not necessary, Qingluan himself is willing to water the flowers and cook in the Vientiane Garden.

It's a quiet life.

Cheng Guang turned around, and Qingluan waved at him.

Cheng Guang also waved his hand with his back to Qingluan, thinking in his heart:

This Nizi is not very old, but her mentality is much calmer than mine, if I let me stay alone in this courtyard, I can't hold back.

Cheng Guang thought like this, and walked all the way to the Lantern Division and came to the main hall of the Lantern Division.

found Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai has a feeling of exhaustion these days, with a strong tiredness in his eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes have been boiled out.

The strand of black hair in front of his forehead, at some point, was dyed with white frost and had become white hair.

Cheng Zhihai sat at the desk, holding a teacup in one hand, while quickly flipping through the branch halls of the Lantern Division in various places, as well as the information sent by some secret agents of the Lantern Division, trying to find the whereabouts of the missing prince in this vast amount of information.

When he noticed Cheng Guang's arrival, a pampering smile appeared on his tired and majestic face.

This smile, in Cheng Guang's opinion, can see that Cheng Zhihai's face is visibly tired.

You must know that Cheng Zhihai is a powerhouse in the Nine Rank Martial Emperor Realm, and he is only one step away from stepping into the Heaven and Man Realm.

For such a strong man, even if he doesn't sleep for dozens of days, it is impossible to affect his mental state.

But.

It's only been two or three days since Cheng Zhihai started investigating the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince, right?

Cheng Zhihai is already tired to this situation?

Having said that, in the past two or three days, how much information has Cheng Zhihai read?

The entire Lantern Division was busy, because he missed the prince alone, and was so frightened, Cheng Zhihai, as the director of the Lantern Division, is like this, so the people below are not even more miserable.

Cheng Guang's thoughts were surging in his heart.

"Guang'er, you're here, let's sit down first."

Cheng Zhihai got up with a smile and brought Cheng Guang a cup of tea, "This nostalgia for the whereabouts of the crown prince, I am already a little frown now, this lamp division is the foundation I am going to leave to you in the future, even if the emperor wants to take back this power from the head of our Zhenguo Mansion, it is not so easy." ”

Saying that, Cheng Zhihai was still a little proud.

When Cheng Guang heard this, he felt strange in his heart.

Co-author Cheng Zhihai fights so hard just to let me be able to take over the lamp division safely in the future?

Cheng Guang glanced at the tea handed over by Cheng Zhihai, and saw that the tea had been washed over I don't know how many times, and the color of the tea had become a little clear.

It can be seen that Cheng Zhihai didn't know how many times he drank tea to refresh himself on this day, and even because of the urgency of time, he didn't even have the time to change the tea.

Cheng Guang took the teacup and took a sip slowly, just as he was about to say something.

Cheng Zhihai had already sat back on the desk and began to flip through the dossier.

"Guang'er, you sit and play first, and then I'll accompany you when I'm done."

Cheng Zhihai said a word, and then didn't pay attention to Cheng Guang.

"Daddy."

Cheng Guang screamed.

Cheng Zhihai's eyes fell on Cheng Guang, a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Guang said with a smile: "I seem to have found out the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince." ”

As soon as Cheng Guang's words came out, Cheng Zhihai was stunned at first, and then shook his head and smiled, "You kid, you joke about your father and me, right?" ”

"In the past few days, the Lantern Division has almost turned over the entire Great Zhou, and has not found the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince, how can you find the nostalgic prince."

After that, Cheng Zhihai still looked at Cheng Guang with a doting face, "Guang'er, you don't have to worry about this matter, even if the sky falls, I will have my father to bear it." ”

"By the way, it's time for dinner, right? Have you ever eaten since you came from home? ”

Cheng Zhihai seemed to realize something, and immediately raised his hand to summon the officials standing on the side of the hall and asked him to prepare some food for Cheng Guang.

"No, I've already eaten it." Cheng Guang shook his head and said helplessly: "Dad, I really found out the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince." ”

Cheng Zhihai's movements froze slightly, and when he heard Cheng Guang's words, although he didn't believe it, he saw Cheng Guang's cautious and extremely confident look.

Consciously own children, it is unlikely to be deceived in this kind of thing.

He was instinctively willing to believe what Cheng Guang said.

It's just that Cheng Zhihai's rationality told him that it was unlikely.

How could Cheng Guang find out the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince.

Up and down the Lamp Division, tens of thousands of secret agents have turned over the Great Zhou, and even in other dynasties, there are also secret agents who are searching for news and intelligence, but they have not found much information related to the nostalgia of the prince.

As a result, Cheng Guang suddenly ran over and said that he had found out the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince.

This feeling made Cheng Zhihai not know how to describe it for a while.

I just think it's ridiculous.

Cheng Zhihai sighed, and regarded Cheng Guang as a child's nonsense, and in his majestic eyes, the color of pampering was undiminished.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Cheng Guang and said with a smile:

"Okay, then tell me, where is the missing prince now?"

Cheng Guangdao: "Nanming Mansion, King Nanming." ”

As soon as Cheng Guang's voice fell, Cheng Zhihai subconsciously said: "What's the matter, can't you say it......"

But before the words came out, he realized something, slowly raised his head, and looked at Cheng Guang.

On his majestic countenance, there was a slight confusion.

"Guang'er, what did you say?"

Cheng Guang repeated again: "Nanming Mansion, King Nanming." ”

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang say the words "Nanming Mansion Nanming King" again, he couldn't sit still anymore.

He hurriedly stood up, stroked his forehead with one hand, and knocked Cheng Guang's forehead a little helplessly.

"You kid, you can't talk nonsense."

"You mean to say that King Nanming just misses the crown prince?"

"If King Nanming is nostalgic for the prince, then who is nostalgic for the prince?"

Cheng Zhihai finished speaking.

Cheng Guang said directly: "No, the real King of Nanming is dead, and the King of Nanming at this time is pretending to miss the prince." ”

Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang's words wrinkle slightly.

He instinctively felt that Cheng Guang's words would most likely not be true, but Cheng Guang came over so carelessly today and told him such a thing.

With Cheng Zhihai's understanding of Cheng Guang, even if Cheng Guang likes to mess around on weekdays, he will never joke about this kind of thing.

Even jokes were made on the head of King Nanming, the prince of the royal family.

If King Nanming really misses the prince's disguise, then the fun will be great.

After checking for so many years, I haven't found the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince, but you told me that nostalgic for the prince is actually not hidden at all, just under his nose.

Cheng Zhihai is okay, at most the Lamp Division has lost face again.

The Great Zhou Emperor was really angry.

Because since he ascended the throne, he has been very good to the only younger brother of King Nanming, not only giving King Nanming a relatively wealthy territory in the Great Zhou, as his fief, but also replacing the original place name and house name with the name of King Nanming.

As a result, in this case, tell the Emperor of the Great Zhou that the King of Nanming, whom you have always loved, is actually the nostalgic prince of the year.

The favors and rewards of these years have fallen into the pocket of the nostalgic prince.

There is already a kind of drama where I am the enemy to kill myself.

If the Great Zhou Emperor's mentality is unstable, he is afraid that his heart will be broken directly.

Cheng Zhihai realized the seriousness of the matter, looked at Cheng Guang with majestic eyes, and looked very seriously.

"Guang'er, what you say, can you be sure, but do you have evidence?"

Cheng Guang faced Cheng Zhihai's majestic gaze, without the slightest timidity, and said calmly:

"Sure!"

"As for the ...... evidence"

Cheng Guang dragged his tone.

Cheng Zhihai raised his heart, if there is no evidence, even if the King of Nanming is the real nostalgic prince, he and his Lantern Division have nothing to do with the King of Nanming.

After all, King Nanming seems to be a royal magnate, a prince and nobleman, and there is too much difference between him and the ordinary court ministers and family magnates.

Even if the king of Nanming was not favored by the Great Zhou Emperor, his lantern department could not directly come to the door to arrest people.

If he forcibly came to the door to arrest people, as long as the evidence could be produced later, Cheng Zhihai was confident that the Great Zhou Emperor would not blame him.

If there was evidence, it would be much easier.

But if there is no evidence, it is better to investigate this matter carefully.

You don't know how many days it will take.

Under Cheng Zhihai's gaze, Cheng Guang's tone was relaxed and said with a smile:

"There's proof, too!"

When Cheng Zhihai heard Cheng Guang say this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and under the agitation of his mood, he couldn't help but clasp Cheng Guang's arm.

"Really?!"

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Cheng Zhihai took a deep breath, and his cold and old-fashioned face showed a touch of emotion, and his majestic eyes trembled.

He didn't know how Cheng Guang knew at this time that King Nanming was hiding and missed the prince.

But he doesn't have to care about this.

In his opinion, it is normal for his own children to have some secrets of their own, and besides, their own children are smarter and can find clues that others can't find, and there is no fuss.

Cheng Zhihai accepted this fact without a trace of hindrance.

Cheng Guang said that King Nanming just misses the prince, and he can still say things that he doesn't believe.

When Cheng Guang said that he had evidence to prove that King Nanming missed the prince, he couldn't help but believe it.

"What is it?"

Cheng Zhihai looked at Cheng Guang, and his majestic eyes flashed with light.

Cheng Guang said with a smile: "That nostalgic prince, using a strange treasure to disguise himself as the king of Nanming, that strange treasure is probably called the same thing." ”

"Wanton?" Cheng Zhihai's face was slightly stunned, and then he frowned again, he naturally knew about this strange treasure.

It's just that he can't figure it out.

Miss the prince, why did you use this strange treasure and disguise his appearance as the king of Nanming?

Could it be that those who assimilate with him have the ability to disguise among all their abilities?

What kind of ability can perfectly disguise one person as another?

Even, can you deceive the eyes of the Great Zhou Emperor and himself and others?

Cheng Zhihai doesn't understand much.

Cheng Guang seemed to see the doubts in Cheng Zhihai's heart, and immediately said with a smile: "It is the people of the demon clan who share the ability with King Nanming, and the demon clan seems to have such means." ”

When Cheng Zhihai heard this, his brows eased slightly, "Demon clan, I see." ”

Cheng Zhihai muttered and looked at Cheng Guang, "So, now in my Great Zhou territory, there is still the existence of the demon race?" ”

"If it's a strange treasure, as long as we catch that demon, the matter will be solved perfectly."

"Do you know the whereabouts of that demon?"

Cheng Zhihai said the last, and he was already a little unconfident.

Because he knows that neither the demon clan nor the demon clan dare to appear on the bright side, and it must be hidden very deeply, which is not something that ordinary people can discover.

Last time, Cheng Guang was able to find out about the smuggling of the demon clan under the canal, which had already given Cheng Zhihai a great shock, so this time, even if he had some preparations in his heart, he still couldn't believe that Cheng Guang had found the whereabouts of the demon clan again.

Cheng Guang nodded: "That demon, you should also know Dad." ”

Cheng Zhihai was stunned.

Cheng Guang continued: "It's Princess Nanming. ”

When Cheng Zhihai heard the words "Princess Nanming" from Cheng Guang's mouth, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

King Nanming is nostalgic for the crown prince.

Princess Nanming is a demon.

Miss the prince not only hooked up with the demon clan, but also hooked up with the demon clan, and even dared to raise the demon clan to the position of the princess on the surface.

It's been so long.

He didn't even notice it!

At the same time, Cheng Zhihai also felt a little afraid.

He knew that just the day before yesterday, Princess Nanming had visited Wu Yuemei and Cheng Guang in the Zhenguo Mansion.

"Princess Nanming didn't do anything to you, did she?"

Cheng Zhihai suddenly felt a burst of nervousness in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed Cheng Guang's wrist with one hand, and used his vitality to carefully probe Cheng Guang's body.

After not showing anything unusual about Cheng Guang's body, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Guang shook his head.

"No, it was because Princess Nanming wanted to do something to me at that time that I realized her identity."

Cheng Guang explained.

"Do it to you? In the Zhenguo Mansion, with the elder in charge, she didn't have the courage to do so. ”

Cheng Zhihai frowned slightly.

Cheng Guang also nodded and said, "She didn't use conspicuous means, but spiritual magic powers." ”

"Lingdao magic powers."

When Cheng Zhihai heard this, he was a little dumbfounded, and he was not stupid, when he heard Cheng Guang's words, he immediately thought of a lot.

The feeling is that this Nanming princess wanted to attack Guang'er's primordial spirit, but she didn't expect that Guang'er was also a spiritual monk, so she noticed it in advance.

In this way, Shun Teng touched the melon, and found out that King Nanming was nostalgic for the prince.

Cheng Zhihai was quite pleased, but he couldn't imagine that there would be unexpected gains for Cheng Guang to practice the spiritual path.

If it weren't for Cheng Guang's reminder, where would he have imagined that Princess Nanming turned out to be a demon clan, and she could also practice the spiritual path that only the royal family of the Quartet could cultivate.

If Cheng Guang did not practice the spiritual path, once he was succeeded by Princess Nanming, even if it was him, it would be impossible for him to fall on Princess Nanming at the first time.

It's really a good means.

Cheng Zhihai's face was slightly gloomy, slightly cold: "Guang'er, that Princess Nanming can't do it once, and she will definitely come back a second time, during this time, you will follow me, be careful." ”

"It's not time to startle the snake now, if you move this Nanming princess, the nostalgic prince disguised as the king of Nanming will also be aware of it, and if he escapes again, it won't be good."

Cheng Guang listened to Cheng Zhihai's words and said with a smile: "No need father, then Princess Nanming ......"

Speaking of this, his face was slightly strange, and after a slight pause, he continued:

"Then Princess Nanming doesn't have much of a threat to me."

Cheng Zhihai glanced at Cheng Guang, a little puzzled, "How do you say this?" ”

Cheng Guang organized the wording, and then smiled: "Maybe maybe I took it because she had a handle......"

"So Dad doesn't have to worry about my safety, but he can send some people to keep an eye on her to prevent her from escaping Kyoto."

Cheng Zhihai saw that Cheng Guang was reluctant to say more, so he suppressed the curiosity in his heart and stopped asking.

Cheng Guang didn't have too much small talk with Cheng Zhihai in the Lantern Division.

When it was time to unitary, Cheng Guang said goodbye to Cheng Zhihai and went out of the lamp division.

And after Cheng Guang left the Lantern Division, Cheng Zhihai immediately called Qian Siyuan and Li Zhengyang, and at the same time, gathered all the golden lanterns in Kyoto.

Kyoto, which was already an undercurrent, has become even more unsettled.

In Kyoto, many powerful families have noticed the actions of the lantern division.

Now that the entire Lantern Division is going crazy to find the whereabouts of the nostalgic prince, they don't dare to take the lead.

Once he comes up, if he is caught by the lantern department, he will suspect that it is related to the nostalgia of the prince, and he will be directly raided, and there will be no place to cry.

Doors are closed.

Some powerful sons who would occasionally go out to cause trouble in the past were also grounded at this time, and until before the royal festival, this tense atmosphere would roughly envelop the heads of the powerful of the family.

Cheng Guang did not know about the actions of the Lamp Division.

I don't know what kind of imprisonment Princess Nanming received from Cheng Zhihai at this time.

Cheng Guang didn't care much about this, Princess Nanming, her nominal aunt, was still a demon after all, and she was a clone of the existence of the Demon Emperor.

Even if there is a big killer like a black cub by his side, he can't let him completely control Princess Nanming by himself.

Therefore, it is more prudent to leave the follow-up matters to Cheng Zhihai to deal with.

It is also unlikely that Princess Nanming, under the imprisonment of the Lamp Division, will be able to leave the Great Zhou Dynasty quietly.

Cheng Guang walked slowly all the way and slowly returned to the Zhenguo Mansion.

Back at the Zhenguo Mansion, Cheng Guang went straight into the Vientiane Garden.

In the Vientiane Garden, Qingluan sat in the gazebo on the side, holding a book in his hand, not knowing what he was looking at.

The black cub on the side, holding in his arms and not knowing what it was, was crazy about eating.

The pale red glow of dusk envelops the Mixc, giving it a sense of great peace and tranquility.

Qingluan saw Cheng Guang returning home, hurriedly got up, picked up Cheng Guang's robe that Cheng Guang had taken off, and was about to prepare dinner for Cheng Guang at the same time.

Cheng Guang waved his hand, "Qingluan, don't bother, I'm not hungry." ”

After Cheng Guang finished speaking, Qingluan gave up, looked at Cheng Guang and asked, "Shizi, do you need me to prepare some bath water?" ”

Cheng Guang nodded slightly.

Qingluan hurriedly went to prepare.

After washing, Cheng Guang lay on the bed, looking at the white jade tent, he lost his mind for a while, and now he misses the prince, which can be said to be solved for the most part, and next, he only needs to hand it over to Cheng Zhihai to do.

For a moment, he was still a little empty.

Cheng Guang's mind sank into his mind, silently contemplating the picture of the gods.

The magic power of the cold sword light has to be practiced more.

Just as he was preparing for the seminar, he suddenly felt a warm touch like jade in his arms.

"Shizi, do you want to ...... tonight?"

Cheng Guang opened his eyes, and under the futon on his body, a delicate and picturesque face with red lips and a slightly ruddy face was revealed.

Cheng Guang smiled, did not make a sound, and responded with action.

It's not that I don't want to work hard to practice, it's that there are goblins messing with my mind.

Wait until I subdue this little goblin, and then come back to practice.

…………

The night was like ink, enveloping the entire Zhenguo Mansion.

In the silent night, in the bedroom of the prince of Zhenguo, a storm had just passed.

Cheng Guang's room was decorated in an antique manner, the air was filled with a faint scent of wood, and the moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the floor through the screen, reflecting hazy light and shadow.

Cheng Guang was lying on the soft bed, his face was still as handsome as ever, but there was a little tiredness between his eyebrows.

The wind and rain he had just experienced made Cheng Guang's mood a little confused.

This Nizi is getting better.

I have broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm, and I can still be faintly suppressed by her.

Cheng Guang slurred his tongue, and his sense of urgency to improve his martial arts cultivation rose a little more.

A Qingluan made him a little embarrassed, if there were a few more people......

Ahem.

Cheng Guang thought like this, his old face suddenly turned red, and he remembered Qin Yanqiu.

"That Qin Yanqiu is like a big ice mound, and he is still a Valkyrie-like character, so I don't think I'm very good at this kind of thing."

Cheng Guang thought about it, hugged Qingluan, who looked tired and unbearable to withstand the wind and rain, looking at the sky outside the window, speechless for a while.

Sub-hour minutes.

A familiar and cold voice, without the slightest emotion, sounded in his head.

[On August 21, the thirty-fourth year of the Shengsheng, the forty-fifth day of becoming the realm of heaven and man, you successfully hugged the thigh of Princess Nanming, thanks to the care of Princess Nanming, you are on the side of King Nanming, and you are finally able to raise your head and speak. 】

[But you know, you have become a guy who eats soft rice, although this soft rice is a little fragrant, but your self-esteem will never allow you to eat this soft rice all the time. 】

[You think back to the turmoil that shocked the Great Zhou when you were a child. 】

[The royal family of the world controls the Quartet, and most of the resources and wealth have nothing to do with the vast majority of commoners in the world, and most of them are divided among the powerful families, princes and nobles. 】

[In this case, the True Yang Martial God is a slave-born person, with amazing martial arts qualifications, once he had an epiphany, he was promoted to a celestial man after cultivating for only ten years, and after becoming a celestial, the True Yang Martial God wants to rely on his own strength to open up a dynasty that belongs to him, even if he does not have royal blood, he can also become the Son of Heaven. 】

[Under his actions, nearly half of the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty was taken away by the True Yang Martial God and the True Yang Army behind him, even if it was the Great Zhou Emperor, under the circumstances at that time, there was not much he could do. 】

[After the royal festival, the Great Zhou Emperor, who was attacked by the Demon Emperor and fell ill, could only watch the True Yang Martial God make trouble in the territory of the Great Zhou. 】

[At present, the Great Zhou Dynasty is very likely to be overthrown by the True Yang Martial God alone, and the Great Zhou Emperor did not let the Zhenguo Gong retreat from the boundary battlefield, once the Zhenguo Gong left, the boundary battlefield was lost, and a large number of demon clans invaded, it was no longer a war between the people of the dynasty. 】

[In order to protect the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even if the dynasty has the possibility of overthrowing, the Great Zhou Emperor is unwilling to let Zhenguo Gong lead a million-strong army south. 】

[The True Yang Martial God also seems to be aware of this, and does not continue to encroach on the remaining land of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and already intends to recuperate, however, in his small country, he has not established the world he imagined, without the family and the oppression of the powerful. 】

[In the end, everything ended without a problem, and the True Yang Martial God didn't realize that even if he slaughtered all the original powerful families, he and the heroes around him had become a new generation of powerful families, and the reincarnation of the world was nothing more than the change of the magnates wave after wave, and there was no change in the slightest for the people at the bottom. 】

[At the same time, the True Yang Martial God also found that in his kingdom, the life of the people was not as good as that of the Great Zhou period, he only had ambitions, but he did not have the talent to govern the country, even if the martial arts were all over the world, he could be called the strongest in the world, and there was no way to let the people live a good life. 】

[In frustration, the True Yang Martial God killed some of his subordinates who oppressed the people and even more powerful than some of the Great Zhou Emperors, returned all the land to the Great Zhou Emperor, and retired in seclusion, not knowing where he went. 】

[When you think back to this scene, you feel that if you can get to know the True Yang Martial God by yourself, and get the help of this celestial who once had an epiphany and was promoted to the strongest in the world, then it is not impossible to open up a dynasty of your own in the future! 】

[You are excited, and you have secretly decided that you must find an opportunity to get acquainted with this True Yang Martial God! ] 】

[Four-Star Mission: Meet the True Yang Martial God (Zhang Shunlong)]

[Reward: Martial Arts Changlong (Enlightenment Effect Lasts for 3 Hours)]

Cheng Guang listened to the voice of the system in his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This True Yang Martial God is not simple, once he had an epiphany, it only took ten years to be able to directly promote to the strongest celestial in the world?

With his own strength, he was able to take most of the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty from the hands of the Great Zhou Emperor.

If you want to build a country without power, you still have ideals, but this True Yang Martial God finally found that all the efforts he made would eventually become bubbles.

Nothing works.

Even if he established a dynasty and killed all the powerful families that were originally parasitic on the dynasty, there was no change in the slightest.

There are still emperors, and there are still hundreds of officials.

The powerful are still the powerful, but there is a new wave of people.

The True Yang Martial God was disheartened and personally ended the dynasty he had established, and all the land was returned to the Great Zhou Emperor.

It's also free and easy.

If the True Yang Martial God really became the emperor himself, even if the people were not doing well, his life would still be very nourishing, but he obviously did not want to live such a life.

He did not seem to want to establish a dynasty to satisfy his own selfish desires.

It's for the sake of the world.

Everyone is equal.

Cheng Guang just glanced at it and felt that his emotions were complicated.

He remembered the previous Xiaobai Village Chief's party, who had suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the Demon Clan, but even so, they were still unwilling to give up their land and risk their lives to come back to farm.

Ordinary people, especially ordinary mortals, people who don't have any cultivation power, in this world, just surviving is already very difficult.

The path of cultivation is not something that anyone can walk.

Spiritual food, tonics, even the most ordinary ones, will take out the wealth of an ordinary family.

In a dynasty like the Great Zhou, it was quite good, and the Great Zhou Emperor still established the Great Zhou Martial Academy, giving the world a way out.

If it is in other dynasties, unless the dynasty changes, it is impossible to change the class, and it is already completely confined to it.

If a generation is a groom, it may be a groom for the rest of his life.

If a generation is a slave, it may be a slave for the rest of its life.

Where is there a place to turn over.

Cheng Guang can predict that the True Yang Martial God is discovering that the dynasty he has established, even if he kills more powerful people, there will be a steady stream of new powerful people popping up, but it will not be long before the world will return to the way it used to be.

His fate changed and he became the head of a country.

However, he still did not forget his original intention.

Cheng Guang couldn't help sighing, it seems that this world also has people who think differently from this era.

Cheng Guang could see that this True Yang Martial God was very lonely.

No one could understand what he was thinking, or why he was doing it.

However, Cheng Guang understood.

If there is a child of destiny in this world, the True Yang Martial God is definitely one.

Think ahead.

Cultivation is an epiphany, and he directly rises to the highest level in the world.

It's more like the main character than the main character.

It's a pity that it inevitably has a little tragedy in the end.

His ambitions were not fulfilled, and neither were his heart's desires.

In the end, he was disheartened and lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

But even so, this kind of True Yang Martial God who wants to be a human race and find a way out for ordinary people still makes Cheng Guang deeply admire.

At the very least, it was an attempt, albeit a failure.

But this does not mean that all that the True Yang Martial God has done does not have the slightest meaning.

Cheng Guang slowly looked at the system task prompt, recalled his past life, and then looked at the present, only to feel that his heart was inexplicably complicated.

After a long time, he sighed silently.

Without disturbing the sleeping Qingluan, he slowly got up.

The moonlight outside the window in the distance.

The moon is different from the people, and the world is also different.

Cheng Guang was inexplicably a little homesick in his heart.

Cheng Guang took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind.

And a long time passed.

Cheng Guang sat at the desk, looking at the system tasks.

Meet the True Yang Martial God.

He only knew that the name of the True Yang Martial God was Zhang Shunlong.

Identity is a slave.

But.

For other more identity information, I don't know.

Even if you ask the Lamp Keeper to check quickly, it is not so easy to find out if there is a slave named Zhang Shunlong.

Cheng Guang estimated that he would have to spend another effort.

However, there is no rush in this matter.

At the moment, the matter of King Nanming is still on his brow, and when the matter of King Nanming is resolved, he can also leave Kyoto with peace of mind, and he no longer has to worry about King Nanming, the sixth old, to assassinate him at every turn.

When the time comes, you can personally find this True Yang Martial God.

Cheng Guang pondered for a moment, took out a piece of rice paper from the side, and slowly wrote lines of text on it.

Once you sit, it's all night.

Cheng Guang forgot the passage of time, his heart was rendered in a bookish atmosphere, and he had a dialogue with his predecessors, and his pen was full of brilliance, flowing out of beautiful Chinese characters.

The night faded and the sky grew brighter.

Outside the window, the moonlight receded quietly, replaced by the glimmer of the morning light.

Cheng Guang's eyes were still bright, and he was focused on his writing, as if he was the only one in the world.

As time passed, sunlight shone through the window on Cheng Guang's body. He stopped his pen and leaned back in his chair tiredly but contentedly.

Cheng Guang looked at the words he had written, and a deep emotion surged in his heart.

"We should not be oppressed, he said."

"He said that all men are created equal."

"He said that the enemy is cowardly, but we are brave."

These words, not big or small, are unbiased, faintly outlining a prosperous scene.

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(End of chapter)