The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 162 Meeting Hong Xuanji
Then Chu Linyang, under the leadership of Qian Emperor Yang Pan, came directly to a mansion that was ten times more luxurious than the small courtyard before.

The gate is magnificent, the golden plaque hangs high, and the whole courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, even if it is no worse than an ordinary duke's house.

Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart.

Chu Linyang smiled slightly, thinking that coming to this house is not even an appetizer, and it depends on how Yang Pan will perform three visits to the thatched cottage later.

At this time, all the previous troops had withdrawn, only Hong Xuanji, Marquis of Wuwen, was left by Yang Pan's side, and Monk Jingren was on the side behind Chu Linyang.

He followed Chu Linyang silently.But Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji and others were shouting and shouting to kill, but now they turned a blind eye to him.

The four entered through the gate, passed the front yard and came to the hall. Maids and servants lined up in two rows on both sides of the hall, and they knelt down to salute together. The arrangement is very thoughtful.

In the hall, Yang Pan sized him up slightly, and then ordered solemnly:
"From today onwards, you will take good care of Mr. Chu. Any orders from Mr. Chu must be fulfilled without compromise. If anything goes wrong, I will not spare you!"

The maidservants and male servants replied in unison respectfully: "It's Your Majesty."

Yang Pan nodded imperceptibly, turned his head to Chu Linyang and said with a smile:

"Mr. Chu, there are so many disturbances today, you should rest earlier, and I will come to have a drink with you sometime later."

Then he looked at Hong Xuanji who was on the side, and continued:

"By the way, Xuanji, aren't you obsessed with martial arts? Mister is a master of martial arts. As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. From now on, you and your husband should communicate more."

"As ordered, Xuanji will keep His Majesty's words in mind, and will visit Mr. Chu often." Hong Xuanji replied respectfully.

Then he cupped his fists towards Chu Linyang, and said with a half-joking smile: "I hope Mr. Chu won't find me annoying when the time comes."

"It's my honor to discuss martial arts with Marquis Wu Wen." A faint smile appeared on Chu Linyang's face.

Hong Xuanji also had a lot of treasures on him, and Chu Linyang had been coveting the two supreme scriptures of Dao and martial arts practitioners, the Good Fortune Heavenly Scripture and the Supreme Alchemy Classic.

"Okay, sir, please wait, I will go back first." After speaking, he left with Hong Xuanji.

Chu Linyang quietly watched the two most powerful people of the Daqian Dynasty disappear at the door, turned around and said, "There is no need to wait here, you all go down first."

Then he walked to the official chair in the center of the upper head and sat down, nodding slightly to show Jingren. "Is there anything you want to say or ask?"

Jingren hesitated to speak, and after a while, he asked cautiously: "Excuse Jingren's offense, which generation of abbot is the reincarnation of this temple?"

Um?I'm a monk, probably an old monk!
There was a murderous intent hidden in Chu Linyang's heart.
But if you think about it carefully, you can't blame Jingren for having such an idea. Today's battle has answered Jingren's questions all along. Why did he and Chu Linyang Suwei feel kindness in their lives?Why do you come here?
So far, all the martial arts and Taoism used by Chu Linyang come from the secret scriptures of the Great Chan Temple, such as the Future Sutra and the Past Sutra, which only the abbot can practice before.

Of course, the secret scriptures of the Great Chan Temple have fallen into the hands of many forces, but it has only been a few years since the Great Chan Temple was destroyed, and it is impossible for Chu Linyang to rely on the secret scriptures to cultivate immortals and ghost immortals in a few years.

That's why Jingren believed that Chu Linyang was a reincarnated person.

Because in the realm of ghosts and immortals, corpses can be dissected and reincarnated, and after a thunder disaster, even the mystery of the womb will be gone.

But what made him hesitate was that Chu Linyang hadn't shown much affection for the Great Chan Temple so far, which was inconsistent with reincarnation.

With the hope of just in case, Jing Ren asked this question.

"No, I have nothing to do with the Great Zen Temple." Chu Linyang shook his head, smashing Jingren's last hope.

Jing Ren was a little unbelievable, and couldn't help asking: "Then your exercises?!"

"It's a long story, you just need to know that I have no ill intentions towards you." Chu Linyang brought the subject aside.

If he was telling the truth, he would have to say whether Jing Ren believes it or not, but the big bosses in the place of origin have to guard against them, and those few will do anything to escape.

Jingren was silent for a long time, and then he calmed down his depression, and said decisively: "Okay, I am alone, and one day I will make this big leader pay a painful price."

"The goal is not to say it but to make it. Your soul has already broken through to the Martial Saint, but your body has not kept up. The most important thing at present is to complete the blood exchange as soon as possible, so that you can truly be promoted to the Martial Saint."

Chu Linyang said lightly.

To be honest, in his opinion, the cultivation base of the great master is a bit low, and it is not of much use. If it is a martial saint or a ghost fairy, it will be very different.

Then with a thought, he took out a few bottles of Jiuyang Yushendan from the Qiankun cloth bag and handed it to Jingren. This is the elixir specially used for blood exchange in the Great Chan Temple. Although it is not as good as the golden elixir, it is not bad.

The pitiful monk Jingren was not a ghost before, and the Qiankun cloth bag could not be opened, but there was a treasure mountain in the sky, but he could only look at it and not use it.

Jing Ren took the elixir and headed towards the training room with a firm expression on his face, he vowed not to leave the customs until he reached the Martial Saint.
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The capital, the imperial palace, and the upper study.

Qian Emperor Yang Pan, who had returned to the palace from Chu Linyang's mansion, was sitting on a dragon chair, swallowing the mountains and rivers, arrogantly looking down on everything, and there was an unfathomable majesty between his brows.

He no longer treated Chu Linyang with the kindness and courtesy he had just now.

At this time, the upper study room was empty, except for Emperor Qian and an old eunuch who was waiting at the side, only Hong Xuanji was standing below.

"Your Majesty, today's appointment is unfavorable, and I apologize." Hong Xuanji knelt down on the ground, and said in a respectful tone.

Yang Pan pondered for a while, and then said gently to Hong Xuanji: "Hey, Xuanji, why do you and I do this? I don't blame you for what happened today. I didn't even expect such a change. Get up."

"The top priority now is to find out the origin and purpose of this Mr. Chu as soon as possible. Human immortals plus thunder robbery ghost immortals are simply another dream machine!"

Yang Pan said worriedly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Compared with Mengshenji, this Mr. Chu is far behind. Mengshenji was the creator of the seven thunder calamities a hundred years ago, and his human body was destroyed by us."

Hong Xuanji said calmly.

"Xuanji, you and this Mr. Chu need to move around a lot. Although Mengshenji has been dissected and reincarnated, there are so many enemies. Even the Great Zhou Taizu is still at large."

"Let's not talk about whether Mr. Chu will submit to me in the future. As long as he has the willingness to cooperate, we will have another sea-fixing needle in Dagan. Mengshenji will return sooner or later. What we need most now is time."

Yang Pan shook his head slightly, and said earnestly.

"Yes, don't worry, Your Majesty, Xuanji will definitely treat Mr. Chu with extra courtesy, and definitely won't let him have a bad impression of me."

Hong Xuanji replied respectfully.

long silence
"I hope you don't do anything that is not good for Daqian, otherwise I don't mind adding another wronged soul to my boat of good fortune."

In the empty hall, Emperor Qian Yang Pan whispered to himself.

"Wang Tao." Yang Pan said suddenly, calmly.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is here." The old eunuch standing beside him immediately replied respectfully.

The old eunuch was originally named Wang Tao, the concubine of the Nianzhou Wang family, a mid-term martial artist, the head of the inner palace eunuchs, and a powerful person.

"Order to go down and secretly inquire about the origin of that Mr. Chu in Dagan, and report as soon as there is any news."

Yang Pan ordered.

He didn't really believe in Chu Linyang's claim that he came from overseas. The Middle-earth Continent is the center of the Great Thousand World, and Dagan is the center of Middle-earth. He doesn't believe that there are resources and luck for the birth of immortals in other places.

So after thinking for a while, he decided to order people to focus on the investigation.

"Yes, obey!"
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Time passed like water.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period of more than a month, Dagan and even Yujing City remained the same as before, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the national strength flourished.

But in the dark, there are some undercurrents in Yujing City. For example, a house in the east of the city has been visited by people recently.

Marquis of Wu Wen, Hong Xuanji visited five times, Zhengyi and Fang Xiandao also visited once, and even Emperor Qian visited once in person, and there were even more others.

But the owner of this house is practicing in seclusion, so he can't see them all, and many dignitaries can't force him, so they have to return disappointed.

"call!"

In a room in the backyard of the mansion, Chu Linyang on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He let out a long breath, and there was a glimmer of divine light in his eyes.

The divine light disappeared in a flash, but there were countless runes circulating and splitting.

"Finally imprinted all [-] volumes of Wu Gui Dao's sect classics and the Great Chan Temple scriptures in the Qiankun bag into the mind of the soul"

"However, there is still a long way to go before all of it can be digested and understood to become the foundation. So far, one percent has not been digested, and the efficiency is too low. It seems that the most important thing at present is to refine the future master."

"Everything is in place, only the materials are left."

Chu Linyang thought for a moment, and came up with a few ideas.

With a sweep of thoughts, everything outside is already clear to the heart.

"Jing Ren, come to my room." Chu Linyang said lightly.

Soon, Jingren arrived, and at this moment, his training marrow was like frost, and his blood was like mercury.The whole body is full of energy and blood, as if it has become a furnace.

This is the first time to enter the Martial Saint, the qi and blood swelled too fast and too much, and he has not been able to control every ounce of his qi and blood.

With a wave of Chu Linyang's hand, a note filled with the names of the materials fell into Jing Ren's hand.

"Go, collect the materials on this paper as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

On this note, some of the resources needed to cultivate the future master are listed, and they are all common and large quantities of materials.

Chu Linyang has already planned the source of the other rare materials.As for the ones that are too precious, Chu Linyang has already made plans, so he can only rely on his system boss.

For example, the blood essence of the ancestor dragon and the first dragon needed in the materials, not to mention the first ancestor of the dragon, since the Middle Ages, there has been no ordinary dragon in the world, and now we can only go to the tomb of the ancient dragon in the secret realm to find it.

But to be honest, Chu Linyang's strength is not enough to go to the ancient dragon's tomb, the void is turbulent, boundless, and he doesn't even know how to die if he doesn't reach the peak of human immortality.

Chu Linyang immediately went out and walked towards the south.

"Marquis Wu Wen" mansion is located in the southeast of Yujing City, covering an area of ​​[-] mu, with open terrain, a pair of red lacquered stone unicorns with a height of three people at the gate, a vermilion gate, shiny copper nails, copper rings, and clothes at the gate. A bright, full-bodied, sharp-eyed servant.
Chu Linyang was standing in front of the main gate of Marquis Wuwen's mansion at this time, looking at this mansion which is also famous in the heavens and myriad worlds.

That's right, Chu Linyang, the source of some relatively rare materials, has already made his mind on Dagan.

First of all, although these materials are relatively rare, they are only normal for Daqian. Never underestimate the power of a dynasty, especially when they are still repairing the boat of good fortune, the king of artifacts.

These materials are not even a drizzle compared to the cost of repairing the boat of good fortune. A little exposure is enough for Chu Linyang to work for half a day.

Secondly, we must give Yang Pan a chance. Since there is a request, of course we can talk, and if we can talk, of course there is a basis for cooperation.Yang Pan wished that Chu Linyang would make a request so that he would have the opportunity to tie him to Dagan's boat.

Suddenly, the door of Marquis Wuwen's mansion opened suddenly, Chu Linyang was not surprised, and watched Marquis Wuwen Hong Xuanji come forward with a smile on his face indifferently.

"Xuanji didn't know that Mr. Chu was here, and hoped for forgiveness!" Hong Xuanji stepped forward and saluted with fists.

"What did Lord Hou say? I came here uninvited. No wonder." Chu Linyang waved his hand and said indifferently.

Who said that Hong Xuanji is the king of gods and kings, arrogant and difficult to get along with, but he is not a gentle, courteous and thrifty gentleman in front of him.

Under the leadership of Hong Xuanji, the two came to the main hall, sat down and watched tea.

"Let the ladies come and see the honored guests." After Hong Xuanji gave instructions to a servant, he turned to Chu Linyang and said:

"Mr. Chu visited the humble house today, is there something important?"

"Since Master Hou asked, let me just say it straight, there is indeed one thing."

Chu Linyang moved his long sleeves, and another piece of white paper filled with names and numbers slowly floated in front of Hong Xuanji.

"I'm refining a magic weapon recently, and I'm short of materials. If Lord Hou can help raise some, I'd be very grateful, as much money as I need will be a lot."

Hong Xuanji took a look, nodded slightly, and did not show any expression on his face, obviously the things on the paper were not enough to move him.

"Well, this is a trivial matter, but some materials are only available in the national treasury. Mr. Chu wait for two days, and when I report to the emperor, Mr. Chu will not be disappointed."

"That's great, thank you Lord Hou and the emperor." Chu Linyang smiled and expressed his gratitude, holding up his teacup and paying respects from afar.

"Hey, Mr. Chu is too polite. It is my wish to provide some help to Mr. Chu."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the main hall, and then several dignified and beautifully dressed women brought a few children into the hall, led by an old man dressed as a housekeeper.

Hong Xuanji waved at them and said, "The ladies, Kang'er, Xi'er, Xuejiao, have all come to see Mr. Chu."

"I've seen Mr.!"

Several wives and children came forward to salute respectfully.

"Excuse me, the wives are as beautiful as flowers, and the children are also smart and clever. It can be said that Hou Ye enjoys the blessing of being equal to everyone!"

Chu Linyang replied with a smile.

After a pause, he asked casually: "Which lady is Meng Bingyun?!"

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