Imperial Cultivation

Although they were speaking quietly, the surrounding officials still heard them.

They all looked towards the opposite side, towards the Great Jing envoy at the end of the official road.

The ceremonial guards still held their emblems high, and the sunlight became even brighter.

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Dissatisfaction welled up in their hearts.

This was Great Meng, not Great Jing, not a place where they could act arbitrarily.

So many people were waiting here, not to let the Great Jing envoy wantonly humiliate them.

Wasn't the defeat at the border enough for the small Great Jing Dynasty to be so arrogant?!

These officials were almost all people who could remain calm despite thunder in their hearts.

But at this time, under the shared hatred, they all showed their emotions on their faces, and their anger and dissatisfaction were overflowing.

Prince Song glanced around and said faintly, "Go and invite a few grandmasters from the Phoenix Sect to come over."

"Yes." The green-robed official cupped his fist and responded.

Prince Song then closed his eyes and remained motionless.

A handsome middle-aged man beside him, wearing a purple robe and with a dignified appearance, cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, why don't we go forward to meet them? It's awkward for everyone to wait here."

Prince Song opened his eyes: "Little Guo, do you also think that this Fourth Prince is being ridiculous?"

— — — — "Half and half, perhaps." The red-robed middle-aged man said, "It's possible that evil sect demons have really infiltrated, or it's just a show of power to give us a little intimidation, thereby creating favorable conditions for their negotiations."

Prince Song nodded: "Do you also think that evil sect demons can infiltrate the Imperial Guards?"

The handsome red-robed middle-aged man said: "If it were before this, I wouldn't dare to believe it, but this Fourth Prince— — "

Indeed has a unique sense for evil sect demons."

"Oh—?" Prince Song glanced at him.

The handsome red-robed middle-aged man said: "This subordinate has done some research on this Fourth Prince and discovered that he is indeed an extraordinary person, a genius comparable to His Majesty, a rare genius throughout history."

Prince Song smiled: "As expected of you, Little Guo, you are meticulous enough."

The handsome red-robed middle-aged man said embarrassedly: "Your Highness is too kind, it's just the most basic understanding."

Prince Song snorted: "This most basic thing, however, too many people can't do it. Look at these people here,

How many of them would understand this Fourth Prince in advance?"

Guo Pu smiled and said, "There are still many who know the Fourth Prince, but they just don't say it."

Prince Song shook his head: "If they really knew what kind of person this Fourth Prince is, they wouldn't be so indignant."

The green-robed official returned to Prince Song's side: "Your Highness, the Grandmaster of the Phoenix Sect will rush over."

"Yes, very good." Prince Song nodded.

Guo Pu said: "Lord Hu, the Phoenix Sect is quite decisive this time."

"Their purpose is not simple." The green-robed official, Hu Ping'an, said in a low voice.

Guo Pu said: "How is it not simple?"

"Who is responsible for screening the Imperial Guards?" Hu Ping'an lowered his voice and said softly, "If evil sect demons really infiltrated the Imperial Guards, wouldn't those grandmasters have a responsibility?"

Guo Pu frowned and closed his mouth.

This involved the struggle of grandmasters, and it was best not to get involved.

Their voices were very low, but they were still heard by the surrounding officials.

They immediately became silent as cicadas in winter.

They really couldn't get involved in the struggle of grandmasters.

At most, the grandmasters' fight would only lead to loss of power, and the unlucky ones would be the people around the grandmasters.

They all closed their mouths, quietly looked into the distance, and restrained their indignation.

After a while, a Xuan-robed knight came galloping from afar and stopped near them.

Hu Ping'an straightened his green robe and stepped forward to cup his fists.

This Xuan-robed knight was not one of their people; he was obviously a knight from Great Jing.

Prince Song shook his head and closed his eyes.

The two could only helplessly put away their curiosity.

Footsteps sounded, and the ground trembled, indicating that another batch of Imperial Guards had arrived.

The golden armor shone brightly, and they all had cold and stern expressions, inviolable.

They quickly spread out and stuck together with the original Imperial Guards, forming two layers of protective circles.

A handsome young man came to Prince Song's side: "Grandfather, they have already been transferred over. This batch should be fine, right?"

Prince Song glanced at Hu Ping'an.

Hu Ping'an solemnly nodded and sent a knight galloping away.

A moment later, the knight returned and reported in a low voice. After that, Hu Ping'an came forward and said softly: "This batch of Imperial Guards is fine."

The surrounding officials once again showed their anger and dissatisfaction with Prince Song.

Such behavior was too weak; where was the prestige of Great Meng?!

After a while, a middle-aged woman with smiling eyes, charming and graceful, and a light figure appeared飄飄 .

She appeared beside Prince Song at some unknown time, cupped her fists, and smiled: "Your Highness, this humble one greets you."

"Mr. Zhou." Prince Song solemnly cupped his fists: "I have disturbed your quiet cultivation."

"This humble one just wants to join in the fun." The charming woman, Zhou Ling, chuckled: "Are there really demons?"

Prince Song opened the letter in his hand and presented it to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling swept her beautiful eyes and raised her slender eyebrows: "Is this the work of that Fourth Prince?"

"Yes."

"I don't know if it's true or not." Zhou Ling chuckled.

Prince Song solemnly said: "Then I will trouble Mr. Zhou to verify it."

Zhou Ling smiled and said: "Should I take action now, or wait until we go back?"

Prince Song said: "Delay will lead to changes. Take action directly, but you can't take action directly."

"As Your Highness commands." Zhou Ling smiled.

Prince Song lowered his voice and transmitted his voice in secret: "I'll do it like this—

"Very good." Zhou Ling nodded slightly.

Prince Song looked at his grandson beside him and said in a deep voice: "You go to the palace now and ask the Emperor how to deal with it.

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"Just catch them directly and take them away."

"Who in the Imperial Guards has the right to take them away? Go quickly and come back quickly!"

"".. — - Yes." The handsome young man reluctantly agreed and turned around and hurried away again.

Prince Song said in a deep voice: "You stay here first; I will go over there myself."

"Your Highness, think twice!" Guo Pu hurriedly said: "In this situation, it's not appropriate for Your Highness to go over there in person."

"What situation?" Prince Song snorted.

Hu Ping'an said softly: "Your Highness, think twice. In case there are really demons, a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Prince Song said: "With Mr. Zhou here, what is there to be cautious about?"

Guo Pu said: "Your Highness, going over like this is too weak and will give Great Jing a wrong impression."

"My mind is made up; there is no need to say more." Prince Song waved his hand and slowly walked forward: "You two follow me; the others stay behind."

"— Yes."

"Yes."

The two solemnly cupped their fists.

Guo Pu made arrangements, letting the officials stay in place, and he followed Prince Song forward.

Prince Song walked forward dozens of meters, then stopped and pointed to the surrounding Imperial Guards: "Let a few of them come with us."

"Yes." Guo Pu then stepped forward and pointed out the Imperial Guards one by one to follow.

Chu Zhiyuan saw this situation and ordered the people around him not to move.

He alone, with Zou Fang following him, rode his horse slowly forward.

The two groups met on the official road.

Sitting on his horse, Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and smiled: "Greetings, Your Highness. I am Chu Zhiyuan. Please don't blame me for being meddlesome."

Prince Song said: "Is the Heir really so sure that they are evil sect demons?"

He carefully sized up Chu Zhiyuan.

Handsome and compelling, with a tall figure, a calm and composed demeanor, without the impetuosity and wanton sharpness of young people.

Indeed, he was worthy of being a genius comparable to His Majesty, a dragon among men.

"I am most familiar with the evil sect," Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I can smell the scent of evil sect demons from more than ten miles away."

He looked at the two in the Imperial Guards and smiled: "These two should be here specifically to assassinate me, experts from the Heavenly Heart Sect."

Zhou Ling was already standing behind these two Imperial Guards.

Zhou Ling's palms were placed on their backs, sealing their acupoints and carefully checking their cultivation routes.

A look of doubt appeared on her face.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Mr. Zhou, tap their Jiaji acupoint."

Zhou Ling withdrew one palm and gently tapped the person's Jiaji acupoint, with the other palm still sensing him.

Immediately, she sensed a difference.

As soon as the Jiaji acupoint moved, the aura around his body instantly changed, and the violent aura surged, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

Zhou Ling nodded: "That's right."

Although the evil sect demons are different in each sect, and the nature of their true qi and astral qi is also different, either gentle or fierce, they have one thing in common: they are violent and rampant.

They seem to be on the verge of losing control, like madmen, with amazing power, but also prone to backlash.

She now felt this feeling and could determine that they were evil sect demons.

Her face became solemn, and she looked at the two evil sect demons in front of her and shook her head.

If the evil sect demons all had this ability, then the trouble would be great.

Who knew if there were any more like this in the Imperial Guards?

In addition to the Imperial Guards, there were also other government offices, and even the military.

Thinking of this, her mood suddenly became heavy.

Seeing Zhou Ling's face, Prince Song knew the result and sighed: "The Heir has seen a joke."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "No one can do anything when they encounter such evil sect demons."

"Heir, please—!"

"Your Highness, please."

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly said: "Mr. Zhou, they still have ways to escape, and ways to break free. It's best to directly knock them unconscious."

"Okay." Zhou Ling directly adopted his suggestion and brushed across their foreheads.

The faces of the other dozen Imperial Guards were ugly, and they were uncertain and suspicious.

Prince Song said faintly: "Everyone, this matter has already been requested by the Emperor's decree."

"Your Highness— . —

"Everyone, there is no need to make things difficult. The decree will arrive soon."

Chu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry to act, but just let his fine horse stay in place.

Two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses were following in the dark, not with the envoy.

Otherwise, they could only be loaded into the carriage, isolating their aura, so as not to make the other horses tremble and unable to move.

Prince Song chatted with Chu Zhiyuan, asking if the journey had been peaceful and smooth, and if there had been any twists and turns.

Time slowly passed.

The handsome young man hurried over, holding an imperial decree in his hand.

Prince Song took the imperial decree, quickly revealed a smile, and showed it to the Imperial Guards present.

The Imperial Guards saw the imperial decree and nodded helplessly.

Prince Song looked at Zhou Ling: "Mr. Zhou, I will trouble you to take these two back."

"Yes, I will carefully interrogate them to see how they infiltrated the Imperial Guards."

"Thank you."

Zhou Ling looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Heir, then I will take my leave first."

"Mr. Zhou, please."

Zhou Ling carried the two Imperial Guards, drifted into the nearby forest, and disappeared without a trace.