Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 51 Yan Jun Weilong (Please follow up!)
'Late autumn. '

The first emperor returned to the north, which also means that Yun Zhongjun, who accompanied the first emperor on a parade, will also return.

'Little master. '

Chu Ci looked at the fireworks in the furnace.

Just three days ago, his strength had successfully reached the seventh innate realm, that is, the last three days, little grandmaster.

According to his agreement with Shao Siming, Shao Siming will recommend himself to Yun Zhongjun after he reaches the level of a junior master.

"The strength of the Nine Heavens Realm and the Seventh Heaven Realm is nearly [-]% different. Before the end of autumn, I must reach the Nine Heavens Realm to keep my strength at the strongest state I can achieve." '

Standing up, Chu Ci walked to the window.

After reaching the Nine Heavens Realm, Chu Ci had one more thing to do.

Go to the Tongtian Pagoda, pay homage to the head of the Taoist Tianzong, and bring that sentence to the sloppy old man.

"Princess should not enter Lieyang."

Luo Zhiyu walked to Chu Ci's side, also looking out the window.

From here, one can overlook the entire Lieyang Harem, including the Shaoshi's Garden where Qingya is.

"Dameng Township's uprising to become king means that troubled times are about to begin. At this time, the princess should return to the old land of Qingguo, raise her arms, and the people of Qingguo will surely respond."

"Everyone responds."

Chu Ci muttered and repeated the last four words in Luo Zhiyu's words.

Perhaps in this world, only he, Chu Jiuge, knows that what Qingya wants is not the response of the crowd at all, what she wants may be a small courtyard, a piano, and a confidant who can understand her piano.

Of course, once Luo Zhiyu's plan starts.

Qingya's life and death is hard to say.

"You are somewhat sure."

Luo Zhiyu was slightly taken aback by Chu Ci's words, but he immediately realized it.

"Less than ten percent."

The [-]% that Luo Zhiyu said was not about assassinating Emperor Ying.

It was the probability of rescuing Qingya from the Lieyang Palace after the assassination.

"The masters of the Luo, Liu, and Sima clans of the Qing Kingdom have all arrived in Lieyang City one after another, but the Lieyang Palace is strictly forbidden, and there are many strong ones. Even if they don't know where they are, the ultimate masters lurking in this palace will not come down. Five."

"However, even if it's only [-]%, my third clan of Qingguo will give everything to fight."

"The princess is the last bloodline of my Qing Dynasty family."

Luo Zhiyu's voice was firm, he was determined to die.

"The princess has a wish. She wants to meet someone. Luo Zhiyu is incompetent. For nearly half a year, she has not been able to help the princess find that person."

"The man's surname is Chu, and the princess met the luthier in Changle Building."

"The princess once said that that man is a gentleman."

Having said that, Luo Zhiyu was taken aback, and turned to look at Chu Ci.

"Hey, Brother Chu, isn't your surname Chu?"

Chu Ci glanced at Luo Zhiyu.

"I never go to a dirty place like Changle Tower."

Luo Zhiyu nodded.

"Yes, you are not a gentleman (you are a profiteer)."

Chu Ci glanced again at the Shaoshi Bieyuan in Lieyang Harem, turned around and left.

"Xiaobai, come back."

Xiaobai, who was teasing the mouse in the corner, grabbed the mouse in one bite, rolled the magic sword placed against the wall with the tail of the arrow, and followed.

"Throw away the mouse."

"Woooo..."

"threw."

"Ugh..."

"..."

"It's okay not to throw it away, but it's not allowed to eat it raw."

"........."

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Lieyang City, Fang City.

Ever since the Chu family moved into the six-in-and-out house on Qianjin Street, Chu Ci simply stopped hiding and told his family members about his identity.

The right-hand man of the wealthy businessman Han Sanqian.

The name of Han Sanqian is known to everyone in Lieyang City. All kinds of shops are open all over the Lieyang City, and the wealth is enough to squeeze into the top ten of Lieyang City. Han Sanqian's real name is Luo Jiuqian.

After Chu Qinghe learned that Chu Ci made a fortune with Han Sanqian, he also nodded, and only warned a few nonsense like "wealth and honor should not be promiscuous, a gentleman loves money, and seek it in a proper way".

Before leaving, Chu Ci left thousands of taels of silver at one time, enough for the family to spend at will.

In addition, Chu Qinghe was promoted to Lieyang Mansion Yacang official, and his monthly salary increased several times.

Song Yu, who has always been struggling to manage the family, will take Chu Yu to the market from time to time during these days to buy some things that he wanted to buy but was reluctant to part with.

"These cloths are enough to make new clothes for your brother and father."

Song Li and Chu Yu walked out of a silk and satin shop. The mother and daughter were very happy. In the past, they dared not even enter this kind of silk and satin shop.

"Drive! Drive...!"

Suddenly, a group of tall horses came galloping, and the crowd hurriedly gave way.

However, Chu Yu and Song Yu were discussing how to cut these cloths at this meeting, and they didn't notice the fast horse rushing at all.

When Chu Yu reacted, it was already too late.

The mother and daughter both turned pale in an instant.

boom!
A loud bang.

Chu Yu was so frightened that she closed her eyes and screamed.

However, the expected severe pain of impact did not come.

Subconsciously opened his eyes, a side face was reflected in Chu Yu's eyes.

It was a young man with a tall and straight figure, a handsome and resolute face, and he was slowly retracting his fists.

Just now, the young man landed a punch on the horse's head, and the big horse neighed and fell to the ground. The young man on the horse was thrown flying, and was supported by a man in black armor flying out of midair. The young man cursed with an ugly face.

The black armor general dragged the young man to the ground, and suddenly drew his sword.

"Bold and lunatic, how dare you hurt young master Hulai!"

"Come on, take it down!"

In an instant, a large number of officers and soldiers poured out from behind.

"Girl, let's go."

The young man raised his head slightly, showing no fear at all.

"You, what's your name?"

When the officers and soldiers appeared, the whole city was in chaos, and Chu Yu was pushed back by the panicked crowd.

"Xiang Tianyu!"

The young man turned his head to look at Chu Yu, grinned, and then rushed directly towards the officers and soldiers who came to kill him.

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At the end of You hour, the summer sun sets a little later.

Chu Ci also changed into the summer robes issued to the elders by the Dengxian Tower, which are black and white, made of soft silk, very cool.

Dengxianlou, a small courtyard.

Xiaobai was swinging on the swing, his tail was accompanied by twin ponytails, flicking and flicking.

Chu Ci, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged on the trunk of the sycamore tree, assembling a new "Qianye Nulian".

Luo Zhiyu gave him ten copies of the lotus materials, and Chuci assembled four sets in total.

One set was used when dealing with Wang Donglai's demon body.

One set was re-installed on the sycamore tree in the small courtyard, one set was installed in the main hall of the home on Qianjin Street, and the other set was made into a miniature version of Qianye Nulian, which was carried around with you.

Chu Ci plans to make mini versions of the next six materials. Although the mini version is not as powerful as the full version, it is more convenient.

And this thing can also be given to other people for self-defense.

Parents, Chu Qinghe, Song Li, and younger sister, Chu Yu, are not martial arts practitioners. With such a miniature Qianye Nulian on their body, they won't stand still when they are in danger.

The full version of Qianye Fulian can directly kill monsters at the level of small grandmasters, and monsters generally have stronger defense than humans, which means that even if the miniature version of Qianye Fulian cannot kill small grandmasters, it can at least seriously injure them.

The cool summer wind mixed with heat blows by, and the sycamore leaves rustle.

After Chuci finished assembling the parts at hand, he looked up at the top of the east room.

At some point, there were three figures standing there under the setting sun.

"It's a joy to have a guest come."

"Xiaobai, get some wine."

Chu Ci got up and looked at the three of them.

The person on the left has a black mask, a high-waisted ponytail, and holds a seven-foot wind chopping knife.

The person on the right, dressed as a scholar in white, looks handsome, with a blue ribbon tied to his eyes.

As for the person in the middle, he is tall and tall, with shoulders one foot wide, wearing a black coat and cloak, and his white hair is blowing in the wind.

Yan Jun, Wei Long.

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