I punched in the womb, kicked the queen out of the womb

Today I saw the Nine Phoenix Sword, one of the top ten ghost swords in ancient times, and I wanted to stroke it, but I didn't expect that this Nine Phoenix Sword would not let me get close!

Seeing that Su Qingyu and Su Ran were standing on the Jiufeng Sword, they were ready to go.

Luohe Dong sighed, and said, "Miss Su, we are not going directly to Hunyuanzong."

"Oh?" Su Qingyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then where are we going?"

Luohe East looked at Dongfang's position and said, "We need to pick up the little princess of Dazhou first, and then return to Hunyuanzong."

"Huh?" Su Ran stared wide-eyed and asked, "The little princess of Dazhou? She also wants to study in Hunyuanzong?"

Luohe River glanced at him and said, "Of course!"

"The king of Zhou has more than a dozen sons, and has always wanted a daughter."

"But he is over half a hundred years old, and all the concubines in the palace who give birth to children are also sons."

"No, four years ago, the king of Zhou was finally an old woman."

"The king of Zhou has loved this princess so much since he was a child that he became lawless and kept causing trouble in the palace."

"The king of Zhou just happened to have a spiritual friendship with our Hunyuanzong suzerain, so he decided to send the little princess to Hunyuanzong to practice for discipline."

Su Ran smiled and said, "The little princess has been spoiled since she was a child, can she go with you?"

Chapter 51 The King's Qi

Hearing this, Luohe River also sighed.

This is also a task left for him by his suzerain.

The little princess is named Zhou Yun'er, and she has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child.

As long as we bump into each other since we were young, it's a big deal!

Even if some catastrophe happened in the palace, as long as King Zhou said a word, it would be nothing!

Luohe River is always worried.

The king of Zhou only said that Zhou Yun'er should go to practice and practice. In fact, who would dare to be cruel to the little princess when the time came?

Even a monk needs a head!

The imperial palace of Dazhou is in the east, not too close to here, so the group of people flew with swords for a long time before arriving near the imperial palace.

During the process, the underground scenery was very beautiful. Su Ran stared straight at it, and made a lot of admiration along the way.

Su Qingyu couldn't help laughing and said: "Look at you who have never seen the world!"

Su Ran coughed a few times, but said nothing.

I used to watch the ancient scenery in TV dramas, they were all on the plane, but now I see the 360-degree scenery for the first time, it is really amazing!

On the way, I saw many small wooden houses in the wilderness. There are not only peach forests in front of the houses, but also bamboo forests and waterfalls, which are very beautiful.

On the side, a large area of ​​rice and wheat, as well as various fruits and vegetables were planted.

Su Ran couldn't help admiring: "I think Tao Yuanming is such a hermit."

Su Qingyu asked with a smile: "Tao Yuanming? The name sounds nice, who is he?"

Su Ran recovered and explained: "It's a hermit, because there are five willow trees in front of his house, and he also calls himself Mr. Five Willows."

Su Qingyu was a little surprised, and asked, "Is it so random to name yourself?"

Su Ran coughed a few times, thinking that it was because you didn't know Mr. Zuiyin, a layman from Dongpo...

The wisdom of the ancients is truly amazing!

The imperial city is very large, square and square, quite as tidy as the metropolises of the Yuan Dynasty.

The rows of houses in the middle are very neat, with red walls and green tiles, and beautiful mountains and rivers.

"Doujiu long song, Yujian Fengyue..."

Su Ran quickly took out a long paper fan from her own space, and chanted: "Hold the white fan in your hand, watch the peach blossoms on the branches, walk the long street, fall in love with the Chonglou, and send me a glass of wine..."

Su Ran only heard these lines of poems were quite artistic, and praised: "I didn't expect you to be good at reciting poems?"

Su Ran was rather complacent, picked up the white fan and slapped herself, thinking that it seems that the ancient poems in the past are not in vain.

Looking down, the scenery is very beautiful.

This is the first time Su Ran has seen the mortal world since he came to this world of cultivating immortals.

Sure enough, it is almost the same as that played in ancient TV dramas.

On both sides are straight bazaars with a wide variety of items.

In the middle of the road is a dense flow of people, walking one after another, picking up all kinds of items on both sides from time to time.

The atmosphere is very quiet and peaceful.

At this time, a person at the intersection on one side started drinking.

"Come and have a look!"

"Look at the fortune teller! Look at the words and guess the occupation!"

A man pretending to be a Taoist priest was holding a big gossip chart and yelled.

At this time, there were quite a few people around him, but most of them were watching the excitement, and no one bought his account.

Su Qingyu's eyes lit up, she glanced at Luohe River, coughed a few times, and said, "Elder Luo, you go to the palace to fetch the princess first, we'll wait for you here!"

Then without waiting for Luohe East to say anything, the driving sword flew down!

Luohe East: "..."

Flying to the ground, after standing up, he came to the front of the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest saw two young masters and young ladies coming in front of him, and stood up with a smile.

Su Ran looked at the various fortune-telling items beside him, and probed into the background of this person.

He wasn't even considered the lowest level monk, so he seemed like a charlatan.

Unexpectedly, after the Taoist looked at the two of them, his expression became serious, and he looked carefully between Su Ran's brows, smacked his lips, and said, "Young master, between your brows...you can faintly see it." Good luck!"

Su Ran laughed loudly, pointed at herself, and asked, "Hahaha, you said I'm lucky?"

The Taoist didn't laugh, but said seriously: "That's right!"

Su Ran saw that he was sure, and whispered in Su Qingyu's ear: "I think he is quite accurate!"

Su Qingyu snorted softly, and asked, "Don't talk about luck, let me see you... just said you can read words and guess occupations?"

Hearing this sentence, the Taoist clapped his hands excitedly, and shouted: "That's right! As long as you write a word, I can guess your occupation out of thin air!"

Su Ran asked in disbelief, "So amazing?"

Su Qingyu laughed disdainfully, and said, "Bring the paper and pen!"

The Taoist hurriedly handed the pen and paper on his desk to Su Qingyu, and said with a smile, "Here you are, miss!"

"But..." The Taoist stroked his beard, grinningly made a fist with his hand, stretched out in front of Su Qingyu, and said, "I don't do this work for nothing, one tael at a time!"

There was a circle of people around, but when they heard the price of ten taels, they all started talking dissatisfiedly.

"Ten taels! Are you lying to a fool?"

"Just write a word, you want ten taels?"

"Ten taels, that's my monthly salary..."

Su Qingyu didn't care about these.

Among his space rings, silver is the most.

And even if he didn't have silver taels, he would hurry up to use his spiritual power to transform it.

At this time, she was worried that she didn't know what to write, and when she raised her eyes to look around, she suddenly saw a cloth store that was open in the distance.

Afterwards, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, he picked up the pen, and wrote a big character in a big way.

Su Ran poked her head curiously to see that it was a silk character, and suddenly a black line floated across her forehead, she stretched out her thumb, and boasted: "Sister, you really know how to write."

Su Qingyu snorted softly, handed the paper to the Taoist priest, and said, "Guess, if you guess right, I'll give you 20 taels!"

Su Ran couldn't help laughing, thinking that no matter how much this charlatan guessed, he couldn't figure out the identity of a monk.

He is now waiting for how the Taoist slaps himself in the face.

The Taoist priest's face lit up when he heard 20 taels, and his smile became even brighter, showing two rows of big white teeth. He quickly took the paper and observed it carefully.

"I'll go, he looks so serious, he can't really guess it!"

"It's just acting, don't take it so seriously!"

The Taoist also stroked the paper carefully, from top to bottom several times.

Then the smile remained unchanged, he stood up and said proudly: "The old man has already guessed it!"

"Oh?" Su Qingyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then what are you talking about!"

He didn't open his mouth, but he stretched out his hand from his sleeve and stretched it out in front of Su Qingyu, with a smile on his face.

"At least, you have to give me the ten taels first, right?"

Chapter 52 Zhou Yun'er

Su Qingyu gave him a disdainful look, stretched her hand into her sleeve, pretended to take out money from her sleeve, but actually took out a silver coin from the interspatial ring, and threw it over there. In the arms of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist was overjoyed, quickly picked up the silver, put it to his mouth, bit it vigorously, and touched it again, looking very cherished.

Su Qingyu asked impatiently: "Speak quickly!"

The Taoist smiled and took the silver into his arms, then stroked his beard, showed the paper to the people around him, and said meaningfully: "Look, everyone! Words are up and down structure."

"The upper part is the upper part of the emperor, and the lower part is the lower part of the emperor."

"Therefore..."

The Taoist slapped the table, looked at Su Qingyu, and said firmly: "You have the air of an emperor, and you will surely achieve great things!"

As soon as he said this, the people around him scattered.

"Hahaha, he said that a little girl has the air of an emperor?"

"Isn't it obvious that he is a charlatan? Why don't I think he is the emperor when he wears a dragon robe?"

"Twelve taels is so expensive! This life is not even counted as a dog!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he looked up and saw Su Ran and Su Qingyu staring at him coldly, and shut up quickly.

Seeing that everyone had left, the Taoist hurriedly recruited them.

"Hey, don't go, you guys!"

"I'm pretty accurate!"

Although everyone dispersed in a clamor, only Su Ran and Su Qingyu looked at each other, wondering what they were thinking.

Among the people present, even in the whole world, only the two of them knew that Su Qingyu was once the Qingxue Immortal Emperor. To some extent, he had indeed achieved a great cause, and he belonged to the category of emperor!

Thinking of this, Su Ran couldn't help admiring the Taoist priest in front of him, and asked curiously, "Are you really a god?"

The Taoist patted his beard triumphantly, as if remembering, and said: "You don't know, I am a person who learned from Kunlun, and this time I came down to the earth to practice!"

Su Ran and Su Qingyu, two real monks, couldn't listen to the words of this fake monk.

"Oh?" Su Ran thought it was funny, and asked, "Are you from Kunlun?"

The first time Su Ran heard the name Kunlun was in Mei Xiaowan's dream memory.

At that time, the sect that Chonglin entered for the first time was the Kunlun Sect.

The Kunlun sect is established in Kunlun Mountain, but...

But there are no disciples of the Taoist type...

Su Ran deliberately recalled it, and then said: "But the Kunlun in my memory doesn't have fortune-telling..."

The Taoist was a little flustered, and said loudly: "What can you, a five-year-old child, know?"

Su Ran laughed loudly, leaned close to the Taoist priest's ear, and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret, I am a disciple of Kunlun..."