Juntian University Chronicle

"Your Majesty is here!" A palace official announced from outside.

Jian Bin straightened his clothes and bowed to Emperor Qikun.

"You don't need to be too polite." Qi Kun offered a little help.

Jian Bin took a look at Zhong Kunyi who was behind Qikun, and said indifferently, "I don't know what your Majesty and Lord Zhong are doing when they come to Hanxing Palace?"

"Come here rashly and disturb Wu Zhu's practice." Emperor Qikun laughed, "It's just that I have heard that Wu Zhu can change the shape of mountains and seas, and also has the ability to bring the dead back to life. I don't know if the rumors are true?"

Jian Bin gathered the scrolls on the table, did not say yes or no, and only said: "The great witch has three drops of blood, and one drop needs 20 years of gestation. .”

Although Jian Bin's tone was indifferent, everyone couldn't help being shocked when they heard the words.What a terrifying ability to turn the world upside down!There are only three drops of Kuang's essence and blood, it would be a pity if it was just to save the family of an insignificant official.

Emperor Qikun subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhong Kunyi. Zhong Kunyi was a little panicked. He strode forward and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, if your majesty can bestow this favor on my minister, I will do my best to go through fire and water in the future. .”

Emperor Qikun forced a smile. He had already agreed to Zhong Kunyi, but he was a little moved when he heard this terrifying ability.After all, Zhong Kunyi is an important minister under his command. Although the amount of this blood essence is very small, there are still three drops, but one drop can make this person give up, and it is not considered a waste.

"Zhongqing, I will do what I say. You don't have to worry about what I promised you." Then he patted Zhong Kunyi on the shoulder, then turned to Jian Bin and said, "Master Zhong's wife passed away in dystocia. I blamed myself, I couldn't bear to see him so sad, so I brought him to your place, and wanted to trouble Wu Zhu to help him."

Jian Bin glanced at Zhong Kunyi and said, "Your wife and I have never met before, why should I help you?"

Zhong Kunyi knelt down heavily in front of Jian Bin, and begged: "Master Wu Zhu, I, Zhong Kunyi, wish in my life. One is to assist Ming Jun, to bring about peace and prosperity in the world. The other is to be able to grow old with my wife. May he be healthy. Peace. If he can come back from the dead, Zhong is willing to do anything. I beg Mr. Wu Zhu to study at the same school as Zhang Er, and save him for the sake of friendship."

Jian Bin walked away a few steps, sat at the table, and said coldly, "What if I want to trade your life for it?"

Emperor Qikun was about to speak when he heard the words, but Zhong Kunyi said without hesitation: "Okay, as long as he can be saved." After finishing speaking, he looked at Jian Bin, as if waiting for him to deal with him.

"Hehe," Jian Bin's mouth moved slightly, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhong to be so infatuated."

Qikun frowned and said, "Wu Zhu, if you can accomplish this, you can help him. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why do you have to shirk?"

Jian Bin shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to save, but I'm just fighting against the king of Hades. This is going against the sky. Life and death are God's will. Are you sure you want to fight against the sky?"

Zhong Kunyi said sadly: "If that's the case, Your Majesty doesn't need to persuade me anymore. If I accompany Zhang Er, I can count as a companion on the Naihe Bridge."

"Jian Bin," Emperor Qikun felt a little displeased when he saw him evading in every possible way: "I am the Son of Heaven, and what I mean is God's will. Don't make such excuses anymore. If there is anything, I will bear it all."

"Your Majesty!" Zhong Kunyi looked up at Emperor Qikun, his eyes were red, and his heart was full of emotions. Emperor Qikun actually made such a promise for him.

Now that this was the case, Jian Bin didn't say much anymore, he just said: "Bring your wife to the outer hall and let me have a look."

Everyone is busy doing what they say.

Jian Bin lifted the quilt covering Meng Zhang's body, looked carefully at his face, wiped the temperature of his skin, looked at Zhong Kunyi and said: "The soul has not yet left the body, I think there is an expert to help."

Zhong Kunyi hurriedly returned: "Exactly, Zhong met an eminent monk on his way..."

After Zhong Kunyi finished speaking, Jian Bin turned around noncommittally, and said, "You put him here with me, and when he wakes up, I will send someone to notify you."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu Zhu!" Zhong Kunyi was overjoyed upon hearing the words, but after thinking about it, she felt a little uneasy, and asked, "I don't know... I don't know if Zhong can stay in Hanxing Palace. If Mr. Wu Zhu has any needs, Zhong can also respond in time."

Jian Bin frowned slightly, glanced at him and said, "I don't keep outsiders in my palace, if you don't trust me, forget it."

"Zhong didn't mean that..." Zhong Kunyi was afraid of offending him, so she hurriedly explained.

Jian Bin was not interested in hearing him continue, and interrupted: "It's just that after he wakes up, he has to clean up at my place. When I think it's okay, I can let him out. Do you agree?"

"Why?" Zhong Kunyi blurted out.

Jian Bin sneered: "No reason, I just think."

"This..." Zhong Kunyi was a little hesitant. He only wanted to save Meng Zhang so that he could stay together forever. If he lived in the Hanxing Palace, it would be difficult to even meet each other. Wouldn't this be torture for him?

Emperor Qikun secretly pulled his skirt and said: "Since this is the case, the widow will agree to come down for Zhongqing, and ask Wu Zhuhaosheng to treat Mrs. Zhong, and the widow will leave first."

Jian Bin nodded, saluted slightly, turned his back and walked into the inner hall.

"Your Majesty..." When Zhong Kunyi was dragged out of the Hanxing Palace by Qikun, she was still a little reluctant.

"Zhongqing, Zhongqing," Qi Kun said angrily and seemingly: "You are such a smart person, why can't you see through it now?"

Seeing Zhong Kunyi still stretching her head and looking into the Han Xing Palace, it was only when the palace guards closed the door and locked it that she came to her senses resentfully.This is the so-called concern and chaos, and when I think of Qiu Zhen who is seriously injured and weak, I feel a little sympathetic.

"Weichen...Weichen is really worried, Madam Qi was very kind in the past, how did she become like this now?" Zhong Kunyi was puzzled.

"You still call him Mrs. Qi?" Emperor Qi Kun shook his head: "I'm afraid he doesn't even know who Qi Zhikan is."

"Why is that so?" Zhong Kunyi asked in confusion.

"He has such an ability against the sky, how can he be tolerated in the world? He can only seek the blessing of the widow to protect himself. Now that he has entered the palace to cultivate, he has already drank a kind of decoction, which can forget love and abandon love, and end the former relationship. It's a complete break with the old worldly affairs."

"There is such a medicine in the world?"

"A month ago, I didn't know that there were people in the world who could turn the world upside down." Emperor Qikun smiled helplessly, and sighed again: "If Zhongqing sees him again in the future, don't mention the past. A practitioner must have no distracting thoughts in his mind, now that he is out of the prescription, there is no need to bother him with mundane things."

"Yes." Zhong Kunyi cupped her hands, still reluctantly glanced at the closed Hanxing Palace, and finally left with Emperor Qikun.

"Master," Bai Lu looked at Meng Zhang's body worriedly, then at Jian Bin, and said, "Since you decided to save him, why bother Mr. Zhong?"

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