Chapter 112 Approaching
It snowed heavily overnight, and the city of Yujing was covered in heavy snow.
The same goes for Prince Qing's Mansion. The roof and branches are covered with thick white snow. Tingtao Courtyard is completely white.
In the morning light, Chu Zhiyuan was dressed in a loose white robe, standing on a purple sun post in the heavy snow in the courtyard, practicing the Great Purple Sun Technique. Heat surged around his body, and the white snow within a meter of his body gradually melted.
The aura of Da Ziyang Jue becomes more and more mellow.
Compared with the eleventh floor, the twelfth floor is both deeper and more pure. Moreover, the Great Purple Sun Technique has been fine-tuned. It becomes smoother to practice, and it feels like being tipsy, like soaking in a hot spring.
The biting cold air could not enter his body, but the cold air was so clear and almost sweet, so pure that every alveoli in his lungs stretched and cheered. He smiled in the morning light.
The purple awns scattered from the void became more intense, twice as dense as before. These purple awns merged into the dense purple air, causing subtle changes in the purple air.
This kind of change is extremely weak. If you are not super-sensory, you will need to accumulate it over time and month before you can feel the change. As your realm improves, more and more purple lights will be attracted.
He could not imagine how much purple light the Purple Yang Sutra could absorb after reaching the master level, and how intense it would be.
Chu Qingfeng was the only person practicing the Ziyang Sutra around him, but Chu Qingfeng never practiced in front of them, he just stood aside with his hands folded. Chu Zhiyuan understood the reason.
The Grand Master's training conference exuded an astonishing aura, making them, those who were born and born, seem to be standing in the wild waves, unable to practice. So he didn't know what the other masters who practiced the Ziyang Sutra were like.
There was silence in Taoyuan, and the chirping of birds on the branches could be heard clearly.
Zou Fang stood next to the small pavilion. Two of Mo Yi's four daughters were guarding the door of the small courtyard, and the other two went to inform various places. Time passed slowly.
The sun rises. Prince Qing's Mansion is still quiet.
Mo Yi had already given instructions that the prince was practicing in the courtyard this morning and should not be disturbed. Therefore, all the attendants in the palace were very gentle and did not clear the snow.
When the sun rose and the purple glow disappeared, Chu Zhiyuan collected the purple sun pile.
Prince Qing's Mansion suddenly became active.
Those who plow the snow, those who wash, those who cook, those who sweep, those who feed the horses, all busy with their own activities, in full swing.
Chu Zhiyuan entered the house and put the Miaoling Pearl into the cold jade box.
The flying dragon ball was hung under the neck again, and he picked up the last flying dragon bone.
The third level of Dragon Transformation Technique surges, continuously absorbing the breath of the flying dragon bone and integrating it into the purple gold skeleton.
The purple gold skeleton's ability to absorb the breath of the third layer of Dragon Transformation Art is getting weaker and weaker, and he feels that it is almost reaching its limit, almost perfect.
This flying dragon bone is enough.
Therefore, there is no need to exchange the fifth-grade skill for the flying dragon bone.
Now there is no need to exchange for the Miaowu Pill. With the Miaoling Pearl, it is equivalent to countless Miaowu Pills, so there are more choices.
When he returned to the house, his super sense kept spying relentlessly, trying to find ways to invade and penetrate the wonderful spiritual pearl.
But he was never able to get in.
The Miaoling Pearl has a strange power that blocks the super-sensory tentacles.
However, the super sense did not give him any danger warning, so he is now less vigilant towards the Miao Ling Pearl and is not so vigilant.
Close the cold jade box, and the Miao Lingzhu will not be taken out for the time being to avoid being robbed.
He got up and had breakfast with his family.
"I found out."
While eating, Bai Ningshuang suddenly came closer, her voice was low, and she felt a little sneaky, which made Chu Zhiyuan smile.
Bai Ningshuang lowered her voice: "Where is Concubine Zhen born?
"Where?" Chu Yi came over, her eyes shining: "Mom, don't be so pretentious, tell me quickly."
Chu Minghou looked at them helplessly, smiling as he ate, but did not come over.
He is not interested in these, what interests him is that painting is a picture scroll, and there are like-minded painters,
I want to ask if any of the famous painters come to Beijing and invite them to come and have a chat.
Bai Ningshuang said excitedly: "No! Worry! Teach!"
Chu Zhiyuan was startled: "Is this really the Wuyou Sect?"
"You can't be wrong!" Bai Ningshuang said proudly: "The empress has been holding back and not telling me, but I finally broke it out!"
"Wuyou Sect..." Chu Zhiyuan looked towards the direction of the palace and asked softly: "Mom, are there any empresses in the palace who are from the Jiuli Sect and the Yongling Sect?"
Queen Xigong is from Yueyue Palace, and Concubine Zhen is from Wuyou Cult. Are there also concubines from Jiuli Divine Cult and Yongling Divine Cult?
The imperial court and the four major demon sects are on a par with each other. The four major demon sects have independent fiefdoms. If they do not commit crimes outside their fiefdoms, the imperial court will not interfere.
The disciples of the four major demon sects have sworn not to enter Yujing.
But the emperor actually accepted the disciples of the four major demon sects as concubines, and the relationship was extremely complicated.
"I haven't heard of it." Bai Ningshuang said: "There are also factions in the palace. For example, the empress is from the market faction, Concubine Zhen is from the martial arts faction, there are also the noble faction, the courtier faction... In short, it's so complicated. very!
Chu Zhiyuan said: "The water is too deep."
Bai Ningshuang sighed: "It is said that once you enter the Marquis Gate, it is as deep as the sea. Our palace is not that deep, but inside the palace, it is really unfathomable!"
"Then why was Concubine Zhen thrown into the cold palace? Was it because of the poisoning?
"I don't know about it. My wife doesn't know either. It's hard to ask others about it, so I don't dare to mention it."
"If you dare to poison the palace, who do you want to poison?"
"The emperor has been gloomy these past few days. Everyone is being careful. The atmosphere in the palace is very depressing."
After breakfast, he went to the Rites Yamen to order Mao.
The streets and alleys were all clearing snow, and everyone was clearing the snow in front of their own homes. Together with the patrolling guards, Yujing's avenues quickly returned to clean and tidy.
The roads have been cleared, but the roofs are still covered with half a meter of snow, which shows how heavy the snow fell last night.
When we arrived at the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, the clerks in the yamen were also sweeping away the snow, and they were all breathing white and steaming steam.
Chu Zhiyuan greeted all the minor officials respectfully and nodded, quickly entered his room, sat down and looked through the files.
Gao Lingfeng came in to report that the case of Zhenyi Sect Fang Xiuhao had not yet been investigated.
The wind and snow last night had a great impact on the atmosphere, so I'm afraid it won't go well.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded, nonchalantly
Fang Xiuhao was not the only one in the world whose cleverness was mistaken for his own good, and he didn't feel any pity at all.
But Zhenyi Sect has a connection with Yao Yue Gong, what will Yao Yue Gong do?
Two Zhenyi Cult disciples were killed, Yaoyue Palace will sit back and watch?
Then Gao Lingfeng reported another incident.
There was a thief in the Archives Department.
He Jiuji's relic box disappeared.
The heavy snow covered all traces, and people from the Zhenwu Division came to investigate, but there were no clues. He Jiuji's relics were of little value, so they didn't bother to investigate further. Chu Zhiyuan still nodded casually.
But my heart is awe-inspiring.
Who would be interested in He Jiuji’s relics? Of course it’s the Jiuli Sect!
Does the Jiuli Divine Sect know that the Miaoling Pearl was obtained by He Jiuji? Or should they cast a wide net and try to catch any fish?
If it's the former, can it be traced to myself?
Gao Lingfeng was the only one who knew that he had taken He Jiuji's relics. Gao Lingfeng would not let it out.
But there is no airtight wall in the world. If he doesn’t leak it, it may not be known to the Jiuli God Church. How should the Jiuli God Church do it?
Thinking of this, he didn't feel worried, just curious.
The Jiuli Divine Sect is not the Jade Cauldron Sect and will not mess with his son, so what will it do?
After leaving the Rites Yamen, he returned to his new residence and practiced the Asking Heart Sword Jue and the Heaven-Breaking Sword Jue, and then tried to take the risk of rushing to the Jade Tower. Attacking the Jade Tower is most likely to damage the meridians. After the meridians are injured, they are immediately restored by the Emperor's Earth Scripture.
As he expected, it couldn't be defeated in one blow, it would take time and effort.
Through the super-sensory cave, he vaguely felt that it would take a month of hard work to break through the last layer of the jade tower, reach the innate perfection, and then find the path to the master. When he returned to Prince Qing's Mansion at noon, he found that there was something parked outside the mansion.
An Agarwood Feiyun carriage, one could tell at a glance that it belonged to the Duke of Kang's palace.
Chapter completed!