After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"Have you ever heard of Ping Qijun?"

Ji Yanwu nodded slightly, then raised her eyebrows and looked at Chen Zun.

"I've heard that they are a group of rebels. Why do you ask?"

Rebel?

Chen Zun knew that she was unconsciously siding with Han Youjin, so he looked serious and corrected: "They are not traitors, they are just a group of poor people who cannot survive."

Ji Yanwu frowned. In her opinion, those who rebelled were evil thieves, how could they be pitiful people.

She was about to retort when she heard Chen Zun continue talking.

"Yan Wu, you are familiar with Princess Daling. I am here to ask you to tell her something."

"what's up?"

"Please tell her that there is a reason for the Pingqi Army's rebellion. It all stems from Daqi's chaotic and harsh government. Only by solving the problem at the source will the anger of the rebels be subsided and the Pingqi Army will fail without attacking."

"Water can carry a boat but it can also overturn it. I hope she will remember to treat the people of Daqi well and benefit them. Only in this way can the national destiny prosper."

Ji Yanwu originally wanted to refute Chen Zun, but seeing a hint of hope in his deep eyes, she couldn't help but soften.

She nodded, chuckled and said, "Okay, I will bring you your words."

Chen Zun felt relieved when he saw that she had agreed.

Thinking of Ji Yanwu's close relationship with Han Youjin, she was afraid that she would interfere in the affairs between Ping Qijun and Daqi in order to help her friends.

Then he warned in a deep voice: "You can just tell Princess Daling what I say. It's up to her whether she listens to it or not. But there is one thing you must keep in mind. You must not interfere in the affairs of Ping Qi Army and Da Qi, otherwise it will be a disaster."

Speaking of this, Chen Zun looked solemn and his tone was a bit warning.

Ji Yanwu had never seen Chen Zun's expression like this before, and was secretly surprised.

It happened that Emperor Daqi was in poor health, Prince Han Fu was seriously ill, and the second prince Han Qu died tragically at the hands of the nine-tailed demon fox. At this critical moment, Han Youjin was alone, and Ji Yanwu did have the idea of ​​​​helping her.

But she was more willing to believe Chen Zun than Han Youjin, but she still didn't understand, so she looked at Chen Zun intently.

"Why can't you step in?"

"Because this is a matter of the Daqi Dynasty, no Immortal Sect is allowed to interfere. You should remember that the Immortal Sect has express regulations."

"I know, but that's not what convinces me."

Seeing that she still refused to convince him, Chen Zun sighed inwardly.

Instead, he calmed down and said calmly: "I met King Ping, the leader of the Ping Qi Army a few days ago. This man is angry with the king. You know what this means."

"The spirit of a king?!"

Ji Yanwu's eyes narrowed and her heart sank to the extreme.

Chen Zun caught her reaction in his eyes and said softly: "Prince Ping has the aura of a king, mixed with the luck of humanity, and has endless cause and effect. It is difficult for monks like us to escape, and we will be involved in it, causing endless disasters. "

"Even if a high-level monk attempts to assassinate King Ping, he may not be able to avoid karmic retribution, and he will also end up dead."

This is also the reason why no monks have assassinated him to please the Emperor of Da Qi since Han Yi Nian's rebellion.

After all, ordinary people with the aura of a king are like dragons and phoenixes among men, lucky ones blessed by the will of heaven. No one dares to defeat the king.

He told Ji Yanwu this because he was afraid that she wouldn't know how powerful it was and would get involved rashly in the future, causing harm to herself without even realizing it.

Ji Yanwu finally listened to Chen Zun's words and noticed the care in Chen Zun's words. She nodded slightly.

"thank you, I know now."

They are all smart people. Since Ji Yanwu understood what he meant, she should know what to do.

Chen Zun didn't want to continue on this topic.

He took out the brocade handkerchief from his arms, looked at Ji Yanwu, and handed it over.

"This is something you gave me back then. When I first arrived in Purple Dragon City, I wanted to return it to you in person. Unexpectedly, something happened later and I was unable to do so. Now that you are here, it just returns to its original owner."

"..."

Ji Yanwu was stunned on the spot.

Of course she also recognized that it was something personal to her. Although it was just an ordinary small item, it had a different meaning. Chen Zun wanted to return it to her now, which made her a little sad.

It's been almost four years. He really doesn't understand what she means by giving this brocade handkerchief?

I still know it but don’t accept it.

Ji Yanwu didn't take the brocade handkerchief, and was in a mess inside. She pursed her lips, tightened her pretty face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you know what this brocade handkerchief represents?"

Chen Zun heard Ji Yanwu's nervousness, which was a little baffling.

Isn't this just a brocade handkerchief? Isn't it normal for it to be returned to its original owner?

He said in confusion: "I don't know this, I hope you can give me some advice."

"If you don't know, just give it back to me. I don't want it."

Ji Yanwu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but Chen Zun didn't know the meaning of the brocade handkerchief sent by disciple Shui Yuezhai for such a long time, which made her feel angry.

It was in vain that she had been searching for him everywhere these days.

Now she actually wants to explain the meaning of giving him a brocade handkerchief. How dare she say this!

This made Ji Yanwu even more angry. Everything she had planned to say was thrown into confusion, and she said coldly: "If you don't understand, just ask others. When you know, you can think clearly or not return it. I won't." Keep pushing."

After saying that, Ji Yanwu turned around, took up the flying light and flew away.

Chen Zun stood there blankly.

This is fine, why are you angry?

For a long time, he vaguely guessed some meaning, but he was not sure. It seemed that he wanted to find someone to ask in detail.

Chen Zun shook his head helplessly, put away the brocade handkerchief, and stopped thinking about it.

Although there were monsters in front of him, it was still the only way to Mingyuan Mountain. The detour was too far and he didn't have enough time, so he didn't want to back down.

He still has an unused sword talisman given to him by his master. The sword talisman contains the blow of a Mahayana monk. Even if he encounters a high-level demon monk, he has the power to protect himself.

After making up his mind, Chen Zun took up the Escape Light and flew in the previous direction.

Along the way, we flew for seven or eight days. The journey was very smooth and we did not encounter any monsters. We did encounter several human monks patrolling the border.

After a brief interrogation, Chen Zun's identity was confirmed, and they let him go.

He was glad that he did not encounter any obstruction from the demon clan, and was also depressed that Ji Yanwu's words were a bit exaggerated.

With such a mood, Chen Zun immersed himself in the journey. In ten days and non-stop, he had left the territory of the Daqi Dynasty and arrived at what looked like a primitive forest.

This place is still bordering the periphery of Shiwanda Mountain, but the number of low-level monks has obviously increased several times.

So much so that Chen Zun encountered many teams of low-level monks who hunted monsters.

Just as Chen Zun passed by a place where a team of low-level monks were surrounding and killing monsters, he looked out with his consciousness and frowned.

He turned around, disappeared his breath, and quietly approached the team.