I have an altar of luck

"What do you think Your Highness should do?"

Princess Pingyang tapped the table with her fingers non-stop. After pondering for a long time, she ordered:

"Disclose this matter to the Sky Survey Division and the Imperial Supervision Division. This kind of matter needs them to take care of it."

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

"Okay, back off."

"Subordinates retire."

The black shadow bowed and retreated, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Princess Pingyang sat on the spot and pondered for a long time, finally picked up the pen slowly, and wrote a few poems on the paper in front of her.

"The situation in the world came out of my generation, and the time has passed since I entered the rivers and lakes. When talking and laughing about grand plans and dominance, it's too much to be drunk in the world!"

Then, wrote two words next to it.

"Chen Yuan!"

Looking at the verse in front of her, Princess Pingyang's eyes were deep, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Chapter 493 Xiang Qianqiu Appears!

The palace, the imperial study.

Jingtai sat upright with a calm expression, holding a book with a red cover in his hand, as if he was looking for something very seriously, he put it down slowly after a long time, and let out a long breath of foul air.

Outside, after passing the report, Cao Zhengxian walked into the imperial study with a serious face, bowed to Jingtai, cupped his fists and said:

"The old minister sees His Majesty."

"How is it?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, a memorial has been sent from the state pastor of Shuzhou, and the monsters of the Wusheng Sect set off another blood sacrifice. Nearly ten thousand people died. I implore Your Majesty to send powerful men from the court to hunt down and kill these monsters."

Jingtai frowned and scolded:

"I just know how to ask for help. How do you become the shepherd of Shuzhou? How do you become the golden envoy of Shuzhou!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Those monsters of the Wusheng Sect are indeed moving too strangely. According to the capabilities of the Shuzhou government, it may be quite difficult to track them down."

Jingtai snorted coldly:

"I don't want to hear excuses."

"Yes."

"I passed on my oral order to order the Xuntian Division to transfer two more grandmasters to cooperate with the Shuzhou government to capture the Wusheng Cult demon."

"Your Majesty, are you sending an envoy to sit in the town?"

Jingtai raised his hand:

"This matter is not urgent, the envoys of the Sky Survey Division still have important responsibilities."

"The old minister obeys the order."

"How's Chen Yuan?" Suddenly, Jingtai changed his voice and asked.

"According to the news from the Imperial Superintendent, at noon today, Chen Yuan had already left the capital to take up his post in Liangzhou." Cao Zhengxian reported the information truthfully.

"Ah."

"When I sent someone to pass the oral order, I ordered the governor to come to the Imperial Garden. I have important matters to discuss with him."

"Yes."

"Okay, back off, I'm tired."

"The old minister retire."

Cao Zhengxian bowed slightly, and quickly exited the imperial study.

Jingtai looked at the red books on the desk and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qingyun View.

The old temple master lay on the recliner leisurely looking at a roll of bamboo slips, he seemed to be very serious, but if he got closer, he could see that the bamboo slips in his hand were obviously wordless.

Suddenly, the old temple master frowned slightly, as if he sensed something, he said calmly:

"Since His Royal Highness is here, why don't you show up?"

"Old guy, you are still so sharp, and you have improved your cultivation again."

In front of him, the void suddenly began to distort, and a fuzzy face of nothingness slowly appeared, very abrupt, but at the same time very harmonious with the nearby void.

The old temple master slowly put down the bamboo slips, stared at the face in front of him, his expression gradually became serious, and said in a deep voice:

"His Royal Highness is the one who has improved a lot in cultivation. I haven't seen him for decades, but he has reached such a level. I feel ashamed to be poor."

"Humph."

The man snorted softly.

"How did His Royal Highness find this Qingyun Temple?"

The old temple master asked with a slight frown.

He has used some means to cover up the secrets of the sky, but he did not expect to be found by this person.

"This seat has its own means, so what can a little cover-up be?"

"Then I don't know why His Royal Highness is looking for poverty? He did not hesitate to risk his life and death and entered the capital rashly. If the Sima family noticed it,

I'm afraid I won't be able to leave even if I want to. "

The old temple master asked curiously. He felt that he had nothing to do with the members of the Xiang family. When he helped the Sima family to divide the body, Taixu Palace also watched from the sidelines.

"Heh... this Shenjing City originally belonged to the Xiang family, am I afraid that someone will notice when I come in?" The man replied, it seemed that he was not afraid here.

The old temple master just smiled and didn't say much.

If the other party is really not afraid of the Sima family, why not come in person?I am afraid that the aboveboard rebellion has already begun.

"Who would have thought that Taixu Palace, one of the top ten immortal sects, has been reduced to such a point that even the Supreme Master can only hide in the capital."

The old Guanzhu didn't get angry, he just said:

"His Royal Highness is here to say these useless nonsense?"

"I am here to ask you to help me refine a rare treasure."

"His Royal Highness is looking for someone to help, is that the attitude? What if the poor don't agree?" The old temple master stared indifferently at the blurred face in front of him.

"I don't agree, hehe... There is nothing I can't do that Xiang Qianqiu wants to do. Tianxu is an old man, are you sure you want to reject this seat's request?"

The fuzzy face in the void chuckled lightly, as if it had decided to eat him.

The old temple master frowned, feeling a little bad:

"What do you want to do?"

"It's what you want me to do, Tianxu, refining this rare treasure is nothing to you, I will remember you as a favor, and in the future when the Great Chu is restored to the country, I can allow you to become the state religion in Taixu Palace .”

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, let's save the words. It's okay to ask Pindao to help you, but you also have to do a small favor for Pindao."

"Say."

……

……

The words were divided into two parts. After Chen Yuan left Shenjing City, he headed towards Liangzhou. There was no delay on the way. Of course, the main reason was that there was no delay.

With his strength, casually escaping a little breath can prevent a lot of troubles. Except for those who directly target him, there is no ordinary warrior who would not open his eyes to find a alchemy master to die.

This was Chen Yuan's first visit to the northern part of the Central Plains. Although March was approaching, there was still a bit of a cold atmosphere. The people here generally wore more clothes than those in the south.

Compared with the several rivers in the south, which are rich in water resources, the north will appear to be much barren. At least along the way in Chenyuan, there is only one large-scale river named Huangsha River.

As the name suggests, there are quicksands in the river...

The only way for Chen Yuan to go to Liangzhou is through Bingzhou. This place can be regarded as a barrier separating Zhongzhou and Youliang Prefecture, and it is the guarantee of Zhongzhou.

As I said before, Zhongzhou is not big, and only about five prefectures in total, while Yangzhou, Yunzhou, and Bingzhou that surround Zhongzhou are very large.

Compared with the prosperity of martial arts in the south, although the folk customs in the north are strong, they are not as good in reality, perhaps because of the threat of the northern barbarians for thousands of years.

In short, according to Chen Yuan's understanding, there is only one immortal gate in the small half of the north, Wudang Mountain!

This fairy gate is located in Liangzhou and has a great reputation.

After crossing the border of Bingzhou, Chen Yuan originally wanted to go directly to Liangzhou City to take office first, but Senior Mo Luo, who had been silent for a while, woke up directly, and the first sentence was:

"Go to Wudang Mountain first."

Chen Yuan stopped his figure, stayed in the void, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Senior is going to Wudang Mountain?"

"Correct."

"What to do?"

He was a little puzzled, because if Wudang Mountain is divided into categories, it should be regarded as a Taoist school. Everyone in the world knows that the founder of Wudang Mountain is the Zhenwu Emperor who shocked the world during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

Being able to be called an "Emperor" is enough to prove the horror of the Emperor Zhenwu. Although he has long since passed away, his saber Zhenwu Sword is still the Zhenzong Excalibur of Wudang Mountain.

He doesn't know how strong it is. After all, there is no list of magical weapons in the immortal tower. He only knows that it can be passed down for thousands of years, and it must be extremely terrifying.

Senior Mo Luo was a former Buddhist powerhouse, and logically speaking, he should have nothing to do with Wudang Mountain.

"Go and meet Zhang Tianshi in Wudang Mountain."

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, knowing that the "Tianshi Zhang" mentioned by Senior Mo Luo was referring to the old lunatic who was famous in the world and feared by countless people.

This one is really terrifying. Although he has not been included in the list of immortals, he has already been recognized as the number one in the world. Even Ye Xiangnan, the lord of Wudi City, can only condescend to be second and dare not claim the number one.

"But what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just happened to pass by and wanted to see it."

Moro spoke.

"Can the identity of the senior be exposed?"

Chen Yuan didn't quite believe Mo Luo's words. After all, in his knowledge, the news of Mo Luo's escape was still a secret and could not be leaked out.

The other party has also been very careful.

"It's okay."

Moro's ethereal voice came out slowly.

Chen Yuan also had no choice but to nod his head. Since Mo Luo had reached this point, he would naturally not persuade him any more, and he just took this opportunity to meet Zuo Chengzong.

He really wanted to thank the other party for his previous flattery!

Just doing what he said, Chen Yuan deviated a little from the direction he was traveling, and started to go straight to Wudang Mountain, which is known as the blessed land of immortal mountains.

Liangzhou has a relatively large area, and at Chen Yuan's speed, it took a full day to pass through half of Liangzhou and almost reached the middle.

And arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

He did not rush in hastily, but found a property in Wudang Mountain in a prefectural city near the foot of Wudang Mountain, reported his family name, and said that he wanted to meet Zuo Chengzong.

When the Wudang Mountain management personnel heard that it was Chen Yuan, a well-known demon sword in Jianghu, they immediately issued an order. After verifying their identity, they immediately sent someone to Wudang Mountain to inform the news.

The disciples of Wudang Mountain who received Chen Yuan solemnly invited Chen Yuan upstairs to drink tea.

When Chen Yuan closed his eyes and breathed out, about a quarter of an hour later, a loud cry startled him, not only him, but also half of the people in the prefecture.

They all looked at the movement in the void.

"Then... is that the crane from Wudang Mountain?"

"Yes, yes...it's the crane. I saw it a few years ago."

"Why is there a crane descending so well?"

"It must be a distinguished guest who wants to climb the mountain."

This is the custom of Wudang Mountain, but all distinguished guests will be greeted by Wudang Mountain disciples driving cranes.