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"Yes, the old minister understands."

"It's been so long, have you found the trace of the painting saint?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the scope has been reduced by half, leaving only the central, southern, and western areas of Sichuan that have not been investigated. Wu Daozi should be within these areas."

"I'll give you another year, just like Chen Yuan, if you can't bring Wu Daozi back to the capital after one year, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jing Tai said in a condensed voice.

One year is definitely considered relatively generous.

And his time is running out, and there will be more than a year to die, if he still can't complete his plan, the impact will be too great.

"The old minister obeys the order, and within one year, this person must be brought before His Majesty."

Cao Zhengxian looked solemn and dignified.

"Okay, remember what you said, go down."

"The old minister retire."

……

……

Qingzhou, Nanling Prefecture, Ping'an County.

The small courtyard of the Chen family, which has not been disturbed for a long time, does not appear to be messy, not even dusty. This is due to Wang Ping, who has flourished in Ping'an County for the past two years.

All the brothels in Goulan all over the county know his name.

Who doesn't say a word about Lord Ping when they see it?

However, although Wang Ping's power is astonishing, he has always been clear in his heart, knowing where his power comes from, and even the adults in Fucheng dare not do anything to him. Chen Yuan, his brother.

Knowing in his heart, he would naturally not be negligent, the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion is still under construction, he spends a lot of free time cleaning and cleaning the yard apart from supervising the construction.

He knew that Brother Yuan was a nostalgic person, even if the palace was built, it might not be as important as this small courtyard.

Since there is not much you can do, do your best.

The original appearance of the small courtyard has been maintained. Anyone who dares to damage a brick or tile in this courtyard will have to pay a huge price.

On this day, as usual, Wang Ping cleaned the yard as usual, and after offering a stick of incense to Chen Yuan's parents and uncle, he turned around and closed the door to leave.

As soon as Wang Ping left, the surrounding space changed, and there were faint waves. Wearing a black robe, Xiang Qianqiu, who was somewhat similar to Chen Yuan, walked out slowly.

After looking around in the small courtyard for a while, he opened the door and entered. A tiny strand of hair fell from it. Xiang Qianqiu narrowed his eyes, grabbed it, and walked into the room.

As far as the eye can see, there are three spiritual bits.

No name, but he knew one of the pieces was his.

After staring at the room for a long time, Xiang Qianqiu's eyes remained indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his interest. After observing for a while, just as he was about to leave, he found an ordinary paintbrush on a shelf.

Xiang Qianqiu's mouth twitched into a faint sneer, he put the paintbrush out of his bag, put his hair back, and quietly left the small courtyard of the Chen family.

When he reappeared, he was in the back mountain of Ci'en Temple outside Ping'an County.

A green-robed monk with some vicissitudes was sitting cross-legged on the back mountain. His face was a bit unusual, as if he was in his twenties or in his thirties.

The eyes are a bit vicissitudes.

If Chen Yuan was here, he would definitely be able to find out that this person is the empty monk who gave him the Vajra Glazed Body Kung Fu back then, and he was also the one who gave Chen Yuan a Crucial reminder.

Although... the money was collected.

"The benefactor."

Monk Xuyan looked at the void in front of him, nodding his head and laughing.

"Is it done?"

Xiang Qianqiu walked out of the void expressionlessly, and stopped in front of him with indifferent eyes.

"The countries in the Western Regions have already begun to make movements. If they move, they will inevitably drive the Lingshan Mountain behind. As long as the imperial court and the Western Lingshan Mountain are at odds, Xiang's chance may come."

Xu Yan smiled lightly.

"These are just trails, not that important. The bald donkey in Lingshan is not stupid, how can he not understand the truth?"

"Hehe, Amitabha."

"You lazy monk, have you done what I entrusted to you?"

Xiang Qianqiu looked directly at him.

Monk Xuyan smiled and said nothing, and stretched out his palm.

With a cold snort, a water spirit bead emitting black light was thrown into his hand.

"The poor monk is not the subordinate of the benefactor. You and I are just a transaction. Since it is a transaction, it is natural to speak with benefits."

"Okay, let's talk."

"It's already done, but the poor monk is a little puzzled. Why does Xiang benefactor, who has always regarded himself as the orthodox world, get involved with the monster race in the south?"

False looked directly at him.

Xiang Qianqiu remained silent, and also stretched out his palm, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Forget it, the poor monk will stop asking."

Seeing that he still needed to get something, Xu Yan no longer wanted to ask.

"You lazy monk, you have taken so many things from me over the years, and now you are reluctant to return them at all. Fortunately, you were once No. 1 under the Lingshan Bodhisattva, the golden dragon-subduing Arhat who shocked the Western Regions."

Xiang Qianqiu snorted coldly.

Xu Yan smiled:

"The Dragon Subduing Arhat is the past, the Xuyan monk is the present, and the natural materials and earth treasures are the future. Since the great change in Lingshan more than 200 years ago, the poor monks are no longer the members of the Lingshan tribe.

Also, the poor monk made a deal with you and stayed in Ping'an County for you for nearly 20 years, shouldn't he take something from you? "

"Shou? You sleep here every day, can you count as a guard?"

"At least, that benefactor Chen is safe and secure."

"With Wu Daozi around, nothing will happen to him."

"But you still let me come."

Xiang Qianqiu looked at him, changed the subject, and said in a deep voice:

"Follow me, and when I succeed in restoring the country, I will appoint you as the national teacher, and let you establish a moral lineage to last forever."

"How many people has Master Xiang told you this?"

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Chapter 576 I want to be emperor!

Monk Xuyan is not out of his mind, he doesn't believe in Xiang Qianqiu's paintings at all, and he doesn't want to be some kind of national teacher or establish any orthodoxy.

More than 200 years ago, the Lingshan was in chaos, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva escaped into the magic way and was suppressed under the Lingshan Mountain. He was the closest Arhat to walk with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

I had the opportunity to be promoted to Bodhisattva and was taught by him many times.

After King Ksitigarbha was suppressed, he had doubts and wanted to see the Buddha to defend Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but was reprimanded by Manjusri Bodhisattva, and he was forgiven only after chanting for 30 years.

But the 30 years of reciting scriptures to nourish his heart did not wipe out his thoughts at all. Seeing that he was not in harmony with Lingshan, he left Lingshan and became a false statement, which means false words, and has not returned yet.

All I have in this life is to be at ease, and it is impossible to be restrained any more.

"It doesn't matter how many people you tell, as long as you promise, I will definitely do what I promised." Who said that there can only be one national teacher?Just give it a false name.

As long as Jianglong Arhat is willing to do things for him, the position of a national teacher is nothing more than nothing.

This person used to be an arhat, and he had already advanced a step further in a hundred years of practice, and his strength was not weak, so he had to be recruited.

"What the poor monk is asking for is nothing more than a sense of comfort, the benefactor Xiang should get rid of this thought." Xu Yan shook his head and refused.

Staring at him for a moment, Xiang Qianqiu let out a sigh of relief:

"Forget it, think about it for yourself. My promise has always been valid. Since there is nothing wrong now, please do one more thing for me."

"It won't work recently, the poor monk has one more thing."

"Add money to this seat."

"How much?"

"How much do you want?"

"Just kidding, the poor monk really has something to do, and he can't get away for a while, so benefactor Xiang, please ask someone else to be wise. You and I will meet again in the future."

Monk Xuyan laughed, turned and left.

He took out a wine gourd from his sleeve, although it contained ordinary wine, it was a rare strong wine in the world, and to him, the taste was much better than some spirit wine.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, but the Buddha's heart remains..."

Monk Xuyan shook his head and hummed, gradually drifting away.

Xiang Qianqiu kept staring at him, seeing that his figure was no longer visible, and frowned, but he didn't force it, but turned around and escaped into the void.

The surroundings are extremely peaceful, just like before.

……

……

In Qingzhou city.

Chen Yuan, who was dressed in a plain blue shirt, took just over a day to arrive at Qingzhou City, where he had been away for nearly half a year. As the most elite gathering place in the entire Qingzhou, there was still a lot of people.

Official servants and military guards of the Sky Survey Division can be seen everywhere, as can Ninggang warriors and Foundation Establishment warriors, except that there are fewer Xuanwu masters.

Compared with the capital city, this place is obviously two grades lower.

But for Chen Yuan, this is the best.

His cultivation has reached Huayang, but he is only average in the capital, not the top level, but in the state capital below, the strong man who can fight and refine the gods already belongs to the top level.

Even setting up a top sect is nothing.

It's just that this is slapping the court in the face, which is almost impossible. One day being a patrol angel, one must be a patrol angel for the rest of his life, unless Chen Yuan's strength can make the court afraid, so he can only sit back and slap him in the face.

There was nothing to stop in Zhongzhou. After meeting Princess Pingyang that day, he didn't stop to rest on the way, and there was no disturbance.

After leaving the capital, with Chen Yuan's current status and strength, it is no exaggeration to say that the sea is wide enough for fishes to leap, the sky is high for birds to fly, and dragons to dive out of the sea.

Passing through the territory of Qingzhou, it is naturally similar to the previous journey, first go to see Jiang He once, convey the words of his sister-in-law Li Hongshuang, and then ask about the situation in Shuzhou.

And at this moment, within the Qingzhou Sky Survey Division.

The Jin envoy Jiang He, the two alchemy envoys, and the eight sky-scanning green envoys who had no missions formed a big battle, preparing for the upcoming new envoys of Tianzi.

If Jiang He didn't stop him, even the state shepherd and the military general would have to come.

Although Qingzhou is not directly under the Governor's Sanzhou Sky Survey Division, Qingzhou has to welcome the adults to come. The third-rank court officials and the title of Marquis of Wanhu are basically equivalent to violent killings in the following state capitals.

Except for the Duke of the State and the king with a different surname, no one has a higher title than Chen Yuan.

Just ask one question, who would dare not obey.

It took less than two and a half years to get to where it is today. To be honest, many people were in a daze. The two deputy envoys and the several young envoys were all existences who had dealt with Chen Yuan before.

In a blink of an eye, he was still standing still, and that person had become an important minister in the court. The sense of gap was really not ordinary.

During the process of greeting, many people were still sneaking glances at the golden envoy Jiang He at the front, with meaningful eyes, and they all had such a gap.

What will happen to Jiang He, who was once the immediate boss of Lord Chen Hou?

It was natural to see him well, but I felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

It's a pity that they were wrong, Jiang He didn't have a gap at all, and his face was still very calm, as if he was just welcoming an envoy of God.

To say that the only one with a sense of gap is just the name.

When Chen Yuan met him before, he never left his mouth to call himself a subordinate, a lowly position, and a low official, and he will call him that later.

It's quite interesting.

Not long after, Chen Yuan arrived at the Sky Survey Division. When he arrived in Qingzhou City, he had already informed the local officials. This time, he was not performing any mission, and there was no need to cover up his whereabouts.