My system is 3000 years ahead of schedule

Chapter 122 Between you and me, the battle between trapped beasts (please subscribe)
This night, the evening wind brought many clouds and mist again.

When the temperature warmed up, Cheng Guang let Qingluan open the window and slept with Qin Yanqiu hugging each other under the gray-blue clouds.

Although Qin Yanqiu has a cooler temperament, there is also an advantage. He is also very well-behaved when sleeping, like a kitten quietly clinging to Cheng Guang's side.

Cheng Guang slept until midnight, then slowly opened his eyes, his thoughts moved slightly, and the image of the Holy Lord Qingyuan Xuansheng contemplating the gods appeared in his mind.

The existence in the map of gods stood in Cheng Guang's mind like a peak whose peak could not be reached.

Cheng Guang's thoughts turned into an unparalleled handsome young man, standing in front of the gods.

His appearance is the same as before, but during this period, his cultivation has gradually grown, his face has become more energetic, and his soul has become more solid.

If you look carefully, you can still see that the surface of Cheng Guang's soul is shining with golden light, reflecting his facial features and body, and even clearly reflecting the hair on his body.

"My spiritual path has now reached the fifth-level destiny realm, and my soul can communicate with the power of heaven and earth. However, I still need some opportunities to break through to the sixth-level enlightenment realm."

With this thought in mind, Cheng Guang continued to visualize the images of gods.

The vast and ethereal gods shone with light again, and the light turned into flowing light, shining on him, like a stream of water, integrating into Cheng Guang's soul bit by bit, strengthening his soul.

The remaining potency of the Nine Turns Golden Pill that had been taken earlier was gradually integrated into Cheng Guang's body.

"I still have a lot of Nine Transformations Golden Elixir, and I don't lack resources at all. The only thing I lack is time."

"A Nine-turn Golden Pill has benefited me for so long. I don't know how powerful the effect of the Heaven Transformation Pill rewarded by this system mission is."

Cheng Guang had expectations in his heart and no longer hesitated at the moment.

When he concentrated on spiritual practice.

The vast and empty god in his mind seemed to suddenly open his eyes, and a bright red light flashed in the unreal eyes.

When the red light flashed in the eyes of the supernatural power, Cheng Guang, who had been meditating on the picture of the gods, was suddenly shocked. At that moment, he found that he seemed to have seen the true appearance of the gods that he had never seen clearly.

The image of the god that flashed for a moment was imprinted in Cheng Guang's mind. As he breathed, the image of the god became increasingly blurry in his mind.

No matter how much he thought about it, he could not recall clearly the appearance of True Lord Qingyuan Xiansheng in his mind.

It seemed to be shrouded in a huge fog.

Hazy and fuzzy!
At this time, Cheng Guang did not realize that at the moment when the god opened his eyes, Cheng Guang's soul then emitted pure white light, which was much brighter than before.

When the white light flashed, the originally pure white color of the soul had changed into an orange light like a blazing flame.

Between Cheng Guang's brows, the primordial spirit shines brightly, and his aura rises crazily.

Next to Cheng Guang, Qin Yanqiu, who had been sleeping soundly, noticed something, moved his body slightly, turned his head sideways, and his cold eyes fell on Cheng Guang with a hint of confusion.

He just glanced at Cheng Guang at this time.

Qin Yanqiu was stunned.

Is this a breakthrough?
The aura on the prince's body seems to be spiritual?
Can the prince practice spiritual Taoism?
In an instant, many doubts flooded into Qin Yanqiu's mind, and his eyes, which had always been cold and emotionless, could not help but have some waves.

She pursed her red lips, said nothing, and did not disturb Cheng Guang. She did not dare to move her body too much, as if she did not want to disturb Cheng Guang, who was currently making a breakthrough.

When Cheng Guang's breath gradually calmed down, Qin Yanqiu moved his body and stared at Cheng Guang closely with his cold eyes.

Under Qin Yanqiu's gaze, Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes. The moment his eyes opened and closed, a red-orange light flashed through his eyes.

Cheng Guang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and couldn't help but feel a touch of joy in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would break through to the sixth level of spiritual enlightenment so easily.

Counting from when he started practicing, it has only been two or three months since he started practicing, right?
In just such a short period of time, he has cultivated the spiritual path to this point. It must be said that he has surpassed many powerful people from the royal family in the world.

Even the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, at his age, his level of cultivation was not as high as his.

Cheng Guang calmed down, and then he realized that Qin Yanqiu beside him was watching him, his cold eyes flickering, as if he was looking at some strange species.

Cheng Guang smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

When Qin Yanqiu heard Cheng Guang's question, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his cold face did not change much, his unwavering eyes slowly withdrew from Cheng Guang's body, and he lay down again.

"It's nothing."

Cheng Guang smiled, knowing that Qin Yanqiu had noticed something.

However, even if Qin Yanqiu notices it, it is not a big deal that he can practice the spiritual path.

For him, Qin Yanqiu is already a trustworthy person, and there is no need to worry that Qin Yanqiu will expose his ability to practice the spiritual path.

Even if it's exposed, it's nothing.

With his status alone, he can drive away a lot of young people, and the royal family in the world will not have any thoughts because he, the prince of the country, can practice the spiritual way.

Only the Emperor of Zhou would think too much.

With his current level of cultivation and the many rare treasures he possesses, he doesn't have to worry about the Emperor of Zhou having any thoughts on him or taking action.

In other words, now he still wants someone to take action against him and let him test his current strength.

Cheng Guang rubbed his chin, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

It was already half of the night, and Cheng Guang did not fall asleep for the next hour. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. It was not until dawn that he retracted his body into the quilt and picked up Qin Yanqiu's slightly cold body.

Qin Yanqiu's body was made of something unknown. Although it was a chill, it was not excessive. It just made Cheng Guang feel a little cool.

Even in the hot summer, sleeping with Qin Yanqiu in his arms would be like hugging a central air conditioner.

Cheng Guang half hugged Qin Yanqiu and fell into a deep sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Qingluan knocked on the door, then walked in with hot water and helped Cheng Guang get up.

When Cheng Guang woke up, he found that Qin Yanqiu was no longer with him.

I thought I had already gotten up early.

Cheng Guang asked Qingluan to serve him briefly. After washing up, he walked to the courtyard and stretched his body.

Qingluan was busy helping Cheng Guang pack the bedding and some necessary luggage for going out.

This time Cheng Guang needs to go to Taihao Sword Sect to pick up his bride. Taihao Sword Sect is not far from the Kyoto of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It only takes three to five days to get there. If you take a flying boat, it will probably take less than two days to get there.

So Qingluan doesn't have much to pack this time.

After Cheng Guang stretched, he glanced around the courtyard and found that Qin Yanqiu was playing with Princess Nanming for some unknown reason at the pavilion.

Two people, one is like the cold white lotus in the mountains, and the other is like the noble jasmine in the garden.

Each has its own beauty.

Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Guang thought to himself that the main reason why Princess Nanming could stay in his Vientiane Garden for a long time and be so content was because of the black cub.

Cheng Guang glanced at a dark shadow in the side room.

The black cub was jumping around Qingluan who was cooking porridge, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail.

During the time he came to the Zhenguo Palace, Hei Zai had obviously gained a lot of weight.

The originally muscular and muscular body had now become rounded.

It can be seen that even when Cheng Guang was not in Zhenguo's mansion, the people in the mansion did not treat the black cub badly and fed him very well.

"If we continue to raise him like this, the black cub will probably be renamed the black pig soon."

Cheng Guang couldn't help but murmured.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something and looked outside the courtyard gate.

outside the courtyard.

On the tree-lined path paved with fine white stones, Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei came together.

"Guang'er."

Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei walked up to Cheng Guang and called Cheng Guang. After a slight pause, Wu Yuemei said:

"Guang'er, this time your father and I helped you find a new marriage. The other party is a contemporary goddess of the Taihao Sword Sect and a member of the Jianghu sect."

"Although he belongs to a martial arts sect, his status is extremely high. He has always been a reclusive person. He rarely participates in external disputes and does not show off his reputation, but his strength is very deep."

"Although it is not as good as our Zhenguo Palace, in a sense, it is not much worse than the legitimate daughters of the ministers in the imperial court."

"You will go to Taihao Sword Sect today to welcome the new generation."

Wu Yuemei said, her eyebrows slightly arched, "Although I have to go out again as soon as I come back, for matters like marriage, it is better to do it sooner rather than later. If we decide on the position of the head wife as soon as possible, everything will be easy to discuss."

Saying that, Wu Yuemei gently stroked Cheng Guang's forehead.

Cheng Guang was not surprised by what Wu Yuemei said. He asked people in the mansion last night and found out that the people who came to the mansion yesterday were from the Taihao Sword Sect.

The Taihao Sword Sect follows the path of sword cultivation and is the best at attacking. It is one of the four major sword sects today. Although its power is slightly weaker than the four major dynasties, it is not an existence that the four major dynasties can easily ignore.

If it weren't for the people of the Sword Sect, who have always been reclusive and rarely participated in disputes with the outside world, I am afraid that the royal families of the world would have already started disputes over these four major Sword Sects.

Either let the four major sword sects surrender, or directly destroy them.

The four major sword sects play an important role among the forces in the world.

It has become a weight that can affect the balance of the scale.

Although Cheng Guang was no longer interested in the marriage, he still nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay, mother, my journey is boring at most, not hard at all."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly and said at the right time: "As long as you are safe on the road, pay more attention to safety. In addition, Guang'er, don't neglect your practice. You feel bored. I think you have no practice and you feel that you have too little time."

When Cheng Zhihai said this, Wu Yuemei was already unhappy before Cheng Guang said anything. He gently put his hand on Cheng Zhihai's waist and twisted it slightly.

Wu Yuemei had a smile on her face: "It's okay, Guang'er, don't listen to your father's nonsense. We can rest for a while. Why are you so tired?"

"Improving your cultivation level is not something that can be done in a short while. We are not in a hurry, just take our time."

Cheng Zhihai on the side couldn't help but secretly gasp, his mouth twitched, and he smiled dryly: "Yes, yes, your mother is right, let nature take its course."

As Cheng Zhihai spoke, he couldn't help but look at Cheng Guang a few times. Feeling the aura floating on Cheng Guang's body, his expression froze slightly and his eyes froze for a moment.

"That's not right, Guang'er, your cultivation..."

Cheng Zhihai seemed to realize something midway through his words and did not continue.

But I was secretly frightened in my heart.

Cheng Guang's cultivation of the spiritual path makes him feel that he has reached the sixth level of enlightenment.

But a 20-year-old sixth-grade enlightened state?
Isn't this comparable to a genius as talented as Qin Yanqiu?

Although Cheng Guang practiced the spiritual path and his training speed was faster than the martial arts, in general, Qin Yanqiu was more powerful.

But this was already very satisfying for Cheng Zhihai.

Back then, he and Zhenguo Gong worked hard to plan the bloodline of the Chu royal family, wasn't that just for today?

Cheng Guang's cultivation improved so quickly.

Cheng Zhihai couldn't help but feel excited.

I just feel that there will be a successor to the Zhenguo Palace in the future.

Wu Yuemei glanced at Cheng Zhihai. She felt uncomfortable hearing that Cheng Zhihai only spoke half of his words and had no intention of continuing. She had the urge to let Cheng Zhihai finish his words on the spot.

But Wu Yuemei thought about it and held it back.

Today I will give Cheng Zhihai some face.

I'll ask again after Guang'er leaves.

Wu Yuemei thought in her mind and helped Cheng Guang pack his luggage. After Cheng Guang's luggage was packed, the group headed to the mansion.

This time it was because I was going to welcome a bride.

Therefore, the team prepared by Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei for Cheng Guang was much more festive, with red flowers hanging around the necks of tall horses, and many carriages pulling luxurious and numerous gifts.

If it were not for this trip, it would not be too high-profile.

Cheng Guang was a little skeptical. Wu Yuemei and the others would probably want to equip themselves with a band and beat gongs and drums all the way towards the Taihao Sword Sect.

Cheng Guang thought like this, and immediately wanted to summon a flying boat and let the group take the flying boat to the Taihao Sword Sect.

The speed of the flying boat is faster than that of most alien beasts, and the walking speed is faster. There are enough rooms to rest. If possible, Cheng Guang plans to take the flying boat all the time when traveling.

This flying boat is extremely rare and precious in the entire world, and even Cheng Zhihai only has one.

Cheng Zhihai didn't need to go out now, so he let Cheng Guang use it first.

If Cheng Zhihai wants to go out in the future, this flying boat will probably have to be returned to Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Guang couldn't help but think that it would be great if he could have a flying boat that truly belonged to him in the future.

Cheng Guang thought about it and got on the flying boat.

After the accompanying team all boarded the flying boat, Cheng Guang waved to Cheng Zhihai and Cheng Zhihai beneath him, stood up and left.

Since this time he was going to welcome the new year, and the journey back and forth only took a day or two, Cheng Guang did not take Qin Yanqiu with him, but only took Qingluan to stay with him to serve him, keeping everything simple.

The direction of Taihao Sword Sect is located in the southeast of Kyoto of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Cheng Guang controlled the flying boat and headed southeast.

Within a moment, the flying boat driven by Cheng Guang disappeared from the eyes of Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei.

Cheng Zhihai stared at the direction Cheng Guang was leaving, and pulled Wu Yue's eyebrows, who was still standing there in a daze. Just as he was about to return home, he suddenly seemed to notice something, his eyes slightly wrinkled, and he looked in the direction of the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a breath that rose up at the same time as Cheng Guang left Kyoto, and followed closely behind him.

But the breath only appeared for a moment.

Cheng Zhihai didn't know if he had an illusion.

"What's wrong?" Wu Yuemei noticed Cheng Zhihai's behavior and asked aloud.

Cheng Zhihai shook his head.

"It's okay, it's nothing. It won't be a problem if you think about it."

With that said, he continued to hold Wu Yuemei's hand gently and walked into the mansion.

Wu Yuemei didn't have the heart to ask any more questions.

After Cheng Zhihai walked into the mansion, he couldn't help but think.

The breath just now, the breath from the palace, followed his own Guang'er away. Did he have an illusion?
If it is not an illusion.

Either the one in the palace wants to take action against his Guang'er, or is it just a coincidence?
If it's the latter, it doesn't matter.

But if it’s the former, the matter is serious.

The emperor had no reason to take action against his own Guang'er. Could it be that something happened that he didn't know about?

Thinking about this.

Cheng Zhihai paused slightly, but he was still worried. He valued Cheng Guang's safety more than his own life.

It would be fine if he didn't notice the hidden aura.

But now that he has discovered it, he can't just sit back and watch.

Cheng Zhihai let go of Wu Yuemei's hand and said to Wu Yuemei: "Yuemei, you go back to your room to rest first. Guang'er is going to Taihao Sword Sect all the way. I don't know if there will be an accident. I will follow and take care of him." Take care of it.”

Wu Yuemei frowned slightly and said: "Guang'er has been to Dayan before and nothing happened. This time he is in the territory of Great Zhou, let alone going to Taihao Sword Sect. He can return in just one or two days. What accidents can happen? ?”

"Besides, Guang'er has many guards around him..."

Cheng Zhihai didn't explain too much, and after a few words of comfort to Wu Yuemei, he stepped on his vitality, lifted his body into the air, turned into a stream of light, and ran towards the direction where Cheng Guang left.

Wu Yuemei looked at Cheng Zhihai's leaving figure and couldn't help but shake her head.

It's not that she doesn't care about Cheng Guang's safety, she just feels that Cheng Zhihai is making a fuss at this time. If he was concerned about Guang'er's safety from the beginning, it would be a good idea to follow Guang'er to the Taihao Sword Sect just now.

Although Cheng Zhihai, his father, had to follow some etiquette when it came to welcoming the bride, Taihao Sword Sect, as a martial arts sect, obviously would not particularly care about this.

Now that I realize it afterwards, it seems unnecessary to catch up again.

Wu Yuemei sighed and didn't plan to care too much. Cheng Zhihai could follow him, at least Guang'er wouldn't have any accidents along the way.

While thinking, Wu Yuemei got up and returned to the house.

…………

And this time.

When Cheng Zhihai stepped on his vitality, it turned into a stream of light, chasing Cheng Guang's flying boat in the direction of departure.

In the Great Zhou Palace.

In the side chamber of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, who was burning incense, paused slightly, raised his eyes to look in the direction Cheng Zhihai left, and nodded slightly.

"Zhao Jin, you can follow behind now."

"Let's create an introduction first to attract Zhihai's attention. Since I am so familiar with Zhihai, I know that he will not let the aura rising from the palace go unnoticed and will definitely follow him."

"If you do it again later, as long as your movements are clean and crisp, with fewer traces, even Zhihai and Duke Zhen won't be able to find out that it was you."

The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty spoke in a calm and unhurried tone, with a cold and majestic face calm and calm. After lighting the cigarette cake, he brought it to his mouth and blew it. After blowing the smoke, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Immediately, Emperor Zhou's eyes fell on Zhao Jin, who was respectfully standing aside, and waved his hand.

"Go."

Zhao Jin saluted respectfully, responded, and retreated slowly. After leaving the Emperor Zhou's palace, he raised his body, determined the direction, and headed towards the direction where Cheng Guang left, which was the direction of Taihao Sword Sect. go.

Emperor Zhou raised his eyes slightly and saw Zhao Jin's figure disappearing. He sighed and lowered his eyes, looking at the cigarette cake with curls of green smoke in his hand, feeling a lot of emotion.

His lips moved slightly, and when the words reached the corner of his mouth, the Emperor of Zhou swallowed them down, and no words came out.

The Emperor of Zhou put the cigarette cakes into the incense burner and stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, silent.

…………

Cheng Guang stood on the deck of the flying boat and looked at the surrounding scenery.The sky is light blue, and white clouds are floating in the sea of ​​clouds. The sun rises in the east, covering the sea of ​​clouds with a layer of pale golden gauze.

While Cheng Guang was looking at the surrounding scenery, the guards around him suddenly stepped forward to report.

"Your Majesty, someone is approaching."

"Is there someone approaching?" Cheng Guang raised his eyebrows slightly, followed the guard's guidance, and looked behind the flying boat. He saw a person who looked from a distance as if he was the size of a sesame seed, appearing behind him.

Cheng Guang looked at the visitor. From a very far distance, he could only vaguely see that the visitor was wearing the official uniform of Zhou Dynasty.

The person's cultivation level seemed to be extremely advanced, and his speed was a few minutes faster than the flying boat.

In just a few breaths, the figure that seemed to be the size of a sesame seed from a distance just now was already very close at hand.

The other party landed steadily on the deck of Cheng Guang's flying boat and saluted respectfully to Cheng Guang.

"I have seen the prince."

Cheng Guang looked at the visitor and found that he was wearing the official uniform of the Minister of Rites. He looked about sixty or seventy years old, with a chubby face and a rather festive smile.

This person should be the new Minister of Rites. The old Minister of Rites was almost all slaughtered because of his involvement in the Nanming King incident.

Cheng Guang looked at the new Minister of Rites in front of him and wondered why this person suddenly came to him.

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, looked at Cheng Guang. From the confusion on Cheng Guang's face, he guessed what Cheng Guang was thinking at this time. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I am following your Majesty's wishes. Come to give the prince a gift."

"Gift?" Cheng Guang didn't understand again.

It seems that he hasn’t told the Emperor of Zhou about his marriage yet, right?

Why do you want to give gifts?

What's more, even if you want to give a gift, now you are just on the way to welcome the new couple. Isn't it too early to give this gift?

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, didn't know what the Emperor of Zhou was thinking at this time, so he laughed dryly and said, "Perhaps Your Majesty has his own thoughts. Now that the Crown Prince's wedding is coming soon, I went to welcome him, and the Holy Lord left the gift for the Crown Prince. Come down, what I have asked you to give to the Crown Prince this time is a gift for your marriage partner."

Cheng Guang grinned slightly when he heard what Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, said, not knowing what to say.

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, managed to round things off.

And from the information revealed in his words, Emperor Zhou seemed to have already known that he was married to the Taihao Sword Sect and was going to pick up the bride this time.

Thinking about it, if the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty didn't know, how could Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, find him so accurately and want to give him a gift at this time.

Cheng Guang thought about it, thinking that the gift from the Emperor of Zhou should not be wasted anyway, when he was about to ask Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, to take out the gift and accept it.

In the distant sky, a roaring sound suddenly came.

A figure stepped on the vitality and rushed towards the flying boat where Cheng Guang was in an extremely fierce and hurried manner.

Judging from Jiraito's momentum alone, all the guards on the flying boat thought at first that there was an enemy attack.

But when he took a closer look, the guard was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming clearly, and then he said:

"It's the head of the house!"

When Cheng Guang heard the guard's voice, he frowned slightly and looked at Cheng Zhihai running quickly in the distance, feeling confused.

Why did Cheng Zhihai catch up at this time?
Is it related to Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites?

Cheng Guang thought and glanced at Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites.

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, also looked confused at this time. He looked at Cheng Zhihai, who was running from a distance, but fell in front of him in a breath. He didn't quite understand what Cheng Zhihai was doing in such a hurry.

"Master Cheng."

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, first saluted Cheng Zhihai.

Cheng Zhihai's slate face remained unchanged, and his energy surged throughout his body, which put considerable pressure on Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites.

Cheng Zhihai looked at Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, and after sizing him up a few times, he said with slight surprise: "Is it you?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, raised his head slightly and looked at Cheng Zhihai with a confused expression, "Master Cheng, what's wrong?"

Cheng Zhihai shook his head and did not explain. He breathed slightly and asked, "Why did you come to see my Guang'er?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, replied with a smile: "Master Cheng, I am here to deliver a gift to the Crown Prince on your Majesty's order."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his cuff and handed it to Cheng Guang.

After handing the things to Cheng Guang.

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, planned to leave.

Cheng Zhihai stopped him and frowned slightly: "Your Majesty didn't say anything else?"

Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, shook his head, "No."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, "Then why would Sir Jiang make such a special trip? Your Majesty, if you want to give a gift, you should tell it in advance. Now that Guang'er has already set off, why would Sir Jiang make such a trip?"

When Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, heard what Cheng Zhihai said, his chubby face suddenly changed color, and he quickly said: "Master Cheng, this is not something you can say. How can we understand His Majesty's thoughts clearly?"

"Perhaps His Majesty just asked me to come over and give gifts to the Crown Prince on a temporary basis."

"Okay, since I have completed what His Majesty ordered, I will not bother the Crown Prince or Master Cheng anymore."

When Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, said this, he slightly cupped his hands, stepped down, stood up and left.

The figure of Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, swept off the flying boat, but disappeared from sight for a moment.

Cheng Guang watched as the figure of Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, gradually disappeared. Then he looked away from the distance and fell on the wooden box in his hand. He opened it and took a look, and found that there was a black bead inside. He didn't know what it was made of.

From the looks of it, it seems quite precious.

Cheng Guang opened it and took a look, then closed it. He looked at Cheng Zhihai and asked, "Dad, why are you here?"

Cheng Zhihai watched Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, leave, and his anxious heart gradually relaxed. Now that he heard Cheng Guang's question, he couldn't tell his own guess.

He simply smiled lightly and said:
"It's nothing, I suddenly want to see you off."

When Cheng Guang heard this, his tone was slightly stagnant. He looked at the scenery below the flying boat and said, "Dad, if you keep sending me off, I'll be there."

Cheng Zhihai was a little embarrassed, coughed behind his hands, then stretched out his hand and said: "Guang'er, can you show me the gift from His Majesty?"

Cheng Guang handed the wooden box to Cheng Zhihai and explained at the same time:
"This is what His Majesty has sent to the Taihao Sword Sect."

"It wasn't given to me."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, looked at the wooden box, gently pinched the black bead with one hand, looked at it for a few times, and after a moment of exploration, he put the black bead down.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

same time.

Cheng Zhihai was a little confused as to what the Emperor Zhou's intention was.

Suddenly he wanted to give Cheng Guang a gift, so he just asked Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, to deliver it in person. He even gave him such a precious black water drop.

For those who practice the path related to the water system, it can be said to be a treasure.

Water nourishes the skin.

Black water beads.

For women, it is a priceless treasure.

Wu Yuemei asked for these black water beads from Wu Shang, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty. No matter how much Wu Shang doted on Wu Yuemei, his sister, he did not take out the black water beads.

If the black water drop falls into the hands of the right person, it will be a spiritual treasure. Rather than letting women use it to maintain their beauty, it is better for it to play a more important role.

In the eyes of the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, spiritual practice was obviously more important.

Wu Yuemei asked the Emperor of Zhou for it, but the Emperor of Zhou was reluctant to part with it, and now she gave it to Cheng Guang.

Let Cheng Guang hand it over to the Taihao Sword Sect, the future Crown Princess.

No matter how you think about it, Cheng Zhihai finds it incredible.

But at the moment, no matter how incredible it was, Cheng Zhihai didn't see anything strange.

The Emperor of Zhou behaved extremely well. Out of concern for his uncle, he gave Cheng Guang a few gifts, but it was nothing.

At most, it was a bit hasty and the timing was wrong.

Cheng Zhihai put the black water beads back into the sandalwood box and exhaled slowly, "Okay, this is a good thing. If you give this to the child of Taihao Sword Sect, he will probably be very happy."

"Put it away, don't waste His Majesty's kindness."

"I'll go back right away. If you need anything, contact me."

Cheng Zhihai saw that he was about to arrive at Taihao Sword Sect and was already planning to go back.

Cheng Guang listened to Cheng Zhihai's words and looked into the distance. Among the mountains in the distance, he could already see a mountain peak that looked like a heavenly gate.

Towering into the clouds and standing in the mountains, it seems like a fairyland on earth.

The gate on that day, in the clouds, was covered with a layer of golden light under the brilliant sun, giving it a sense of sanctity, as if it was like the Nantian Gate in the heaven.

This Tianmen Mountain is where the Taihao Sword Sect is located.

Cheng Guang nodded and said: "Okay, Dad, just go back. I don't think there will be any accidents along the way."

Cheng Zhihai nodded slightly, stood up and left.

Cheng Guang is going to welcome his bride this time. As a father, even if the Taihao Sword Sect doesn't care much, he still cares a lot and will not show his face if he can.

Cheng Zhihai left quickly.

Compared with when he came, Cheng Zhihai's footsteps seemed much lighter when he left.

Cheng Guang drove the flying boat towards the Tianshan Gate, and was about to enter the Tianshan Gate.

Suddenly, the world became silent.

Cheng Guang raised his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge green porcelain bowl being lowered towards the flying boat like it was blocking out the sky and the sun.

The surrounding heaven and earth are isolated from the world in the bowl.

But from the outside, Cheng Guang's flying boat was still traveling towards Tianmen Mountain, with no change in speed. There was no huge green porcelain bowl covering the flying boat.

All these changes happened quietly, and not many people noticed it.

In the Tianshan Gate, there was no movement at all from the Taihao Sword Sect.

Cheng Zhihai, who had just left, seemed to feel something in his heart. He paused and glanced in the direction of Cheng Guang, but he knew that Cheng Guang had almost entered Tianmen Mountain.

Even if the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty tried his best, it would be impossible to send another person out in a short period of time.

At the same time, Taihao Sword Sect is also a means of protection for Cheng Guang.

I figured nothing would happen.

Cheng Zhihai stood where he was and glanced in the distance.

He could see that the flying boat driven by Cheng Guang was heading towards Tianmen Mountain bit by bit, and there was nothing unusual about it.

He suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Cheng Zhihai flew towards Kyoto.

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Under the green porcelain bowl, on the flying boat.

On the white jade eaves of the flying boat, a flower and bird was clasped down by a green porcelain bowl. It was shivering cautiously, its wings protecting its head, and its body curled up.

From time to time, he popped his head up, raised his butt, and looked at the group of people on the deck.

on the deck.

Cheng Guang looked at the green porcelain bowl above his head, looked around, frowned slightly, and hurriedly realized that Cheng Zhihai had just come over in a hurry. He probably sensed that someone was going to attack him.

But the real owner was not caught.

Cheng Zhihai probably didn't expect that as soon as he left, the real person behind him appeared.

Cheng Guang ignored the guards nervously guarding him, raised his eyes to the green porcelain bowl on the sky, and said loudly:
"I don't know which lord it is that goes to such great lengths to attack me."

"It can't be my uncle the emperor's, right?"

Cheng Guang is not a fool either.

From the moment when Jiang Fan, the Minister of Rites, appeared, to when Cheng Zhihai looked nervously at the gifts given to him by the Emperor of Zhou, we could imagine that the Emperor of Zhou was very likely behind this matter.

Therefore, Cheng Guang spoke to test.

Cheng Guang finished speaking, but no one responded.

Just when Cheng Guang was about to look away from the green porcelain bowl in despair, he suddenly felt a gaze falling on him.

Cheng Guang turned around and saw Zhao Jin, dressed in Chinese clothes and with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, slowly walking out of the void at the plate armor position on his side, looking at him with his hands behind his back.

Although Zhao Jin is not young, his face does not look that old. His figure is slender and feminine, but the brocade robes he wears add some nobility to him.

He looked at Cheng Guang quietly and said softly: "Your Majesty, let's talk alone?"

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin with surprise in his eyes, but he also felt enlightened and nodded slightly.

He dismissed the surrounding guards and asked Qingluan to return to the room.

Cheng Guang's majesty and orders are effective. Even at this time, no one dares to disobey his orders.

Only Cheng Guang and Zhao Jinhou were left on the deck.

The originally silent world seemed even more deserted. Apart from the slight sound of breathing, there were only the sounds of flowers and birds on the eaves.

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin. Even if Zhao Jin came to do harm to him today, he didn't have much arrogance in him. He fully demonstrated the confidence and dignity of living in the palace.

And the Cheng Guang in front of him was equally extraordinary.

He has a handsome appearance, his black hair is tied casually behind his back, he is dressed in brocade clothes, and his erect figure emits a faint luster. He is a handsome noble man.

Whether it is confidence, nobility, or the calmness of his movements, he is not inferior to Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin looked at the expression of the Crown Prince Zhen Guo in front of him and couldn't help but admire in his heart that the Crown Prince Zhen Guo was worthy of being the Crown Prince Zhen Guo. He could still remain calm under such circumstances.

After Zhao Jin observed Cheng Guang for a moment, he suddenly said: "Your Majesty, sometimes our personal life and death are not decided by us. To ordinary people, we are noble people, but to us, the person above is Noble man."

"One word from the noble man can determine our life or death."

Cheng Guang listened quietly.

Zhao Jin continued: "This is the case in this world. We cannot disobey. I am coming here today. You don't have to be too afraid, Crown Prince. To a certain extent, I stand with the Crown Prince. We are above In that person’s eyes, there is no difference.”

"If you don't resist, the Crown Prince, when I take action, I will be gentle on the Crown Prince to prevent the Crown Prince from feeling too much pain."

Cheng Guang listened to Zhao Jin's words with a look of curiosity on his face: "You mean, your coming here to kill me was your Majesty's order?"

Zhao Jin nodded calmly.

He obviously believed that whether Cheng Guang resisted or not, he would definitely die at this time.

Once the restriction is exerted, not many people in this world can break it.

In the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, the only one who could break the restriction was Zhao Jin.

Now that Cheng Guang is trapped in a restriction, it can be said that he has no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Cheng Guang looked at Zhao Jin, with curiosity still in his eyes.

Zhao Jin paused, then smiled again and said: "Your Majesty knows that His Majesty wants to kill you, that's all."

"Don't continue to ask why Your Majesty wants me to kill you."

"I can't explain the cause and effect for a while, so there's no need to waste any more time."

"It's a waste of time, too." Cheng Guang looked directly into Zhao Jin's eyes, then laughed and joked: "But, having said that, do you really think you can kill me?"

Zhao Jin was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "To be honest, I really don't know. The prince has no other means of saving his life. Even if I isolate the world with a restriction, I may not be able to kill the prince."

"But if I come here today, you will die."

"Otherwise, I will die."

"The noble man has spoken. There is no choice between you and me. Between you and me, one must die today."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jin paused and said again: "Of course, in my opinion, the prince's death is more likely."

Cheng Guang suddenly said, "I see, even if you die and I live, there is no way to prove that it was His Majesty who touched me. He will put all the blame on you."

"So, the two of us have become a trapped beast."

Zhao Jin didn't reply and was silent for a while. He was about to leave and say something when he saw Cheng Guang smiling and said, "Wait for me and I'll get a glass of good wine."

Zhao Jin was stunned and looked at Cheng Guang with a look of astonishment on his face.

This is a life and death situation.

Why are you, the prince of the country, so indifferent? ?

Even if there is any way to save one's life, you won't feel any nervousness at all in front of me, a ninth-level Martial Emperor, right?

Do you really think you are bound to win?

Or maybe you feel that you are destined to die and want to enjoy yourself before you die?
Zhao Jin looked at Cheng Guang carefully and saw Cheng Guang taking out a bottle of wine, pouring wine on the deck and drinking slowly.

Cheng Guang's unrestrained appearance made Zhao Jin feel a little helpless.

No one else could be as calm as the prince in front of him when facing this kind of thing.

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(End of this chapter)