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'A decorative piece carved by Master Hong, a perfect spirit stone with a large base material'

Type: Auxiliary

'Lingshi Quality: Ninth Rank, Green'

After reading the reminder, Zhang Feng looked at the carefully carved spirit stone again, looked at the hollow space between the characters "Shou", and listened to the third prince saying, "Only a round and round spirit stone the size of a boulder can be perfectly carved". But he felt that it was better for him to give himself a complete spirit stone.

Now that this carving has been completed, at least four-fifths of the original volume has been removed, leaving only half the size of a human being.

What a waste!

At this moment, at least half a month of his cultivation resources have been engraved.

But it was more or less the filial piety of the younger generation, Zhang Feng still accepted it with a smile.

"As long as uncle likes it!" Seeing his uncle smiling, the third prince was extremely excited, and even more wanted to reward his counselor under his command after returning home, thanking him for this wonderful idea!

It's just that Zhang Feng saw that he could still laugh, and it was the kind of smile from the heart, so he knew that if he didn't mention it this time, he would waste it next time.

"Spiritual stones are wonderful treasures for cultivation, how can they be so wasted?" Zhang Feng sat up straight and looked at the third prince whose smile was gradually disappearing, "I will just give my uncle a complete spiritual stone next time, and my uncle will be very happy. But Just remember, don't waste it."

"What uncle taught me is..." The third prince panicked, and quickly admitted his mistake without even thinking about it.

And now what he thinks in his heart is to reprimand that counselor who made bad ideas when he goes back!

What kills three birds with one stone?

This clearly belonged to the uncle's three reprimands!

Zhang Feng used his mind to see that the third prince still knew his mistakes, and he didn't continue to blame him. Instead, he stood up in fear and looked at the prince who had always been gentle.

From the beginning to the end, the prince looked like this, and he didn't feel any secret joy because of the third prince's 'making a fool of himself'.

"The crown prince is sharing the busy government affairs for the Holy One." Zhang Feng held up the teacup, "The ministers under the sect are all in six important positions. Is this correct?"

"Yes!" The crown prince respectfully replied, holding his hands together: "It is my job as a son and minister to share the worries of the military and finances for the emperor. I hope my uncle will learn from you! My nephew has absolutely no selfishness!"

"It's not about forming a party." Zhang Feng shook his head, "You can help me pay attention during this time, there may be some cult members in the imperial capital."

"The cult that uncle refers to." The crown prince frowned, "Does it refer to the remnants of the subjugated country?"

What the prince is referring to is that in the past 300 years, under the conquest of the great general, three kingdoms have been destroyed by the Great Qi.

Although hundreds of years have passed, these three countries are still big countries, and there will always be some surviving royal blood, or people who are loyal to the court.

Most of these people can't forget their hatred of destroying their country, and they are waiting for the opportunity for revenge.

This kind of timing happens every year, for example, someone assassinates the prince, the prince and important ministers in the imperial capital.

There are also remnants who killed court officials in the periphery, or caused disasters to the countryside.

What's more, those with high strength have changed their appearance and become a small force that is not weak on their own, lurking in the capital, quietly spreading the faith.

When they had no money, they gathered in groups to inquire about the news, and robbed the disaster relief money given by the imperial court to a certain city in the suburbs.

Looking at all kinds of actions, no matter what it is, it is undoubtedly a cult.

Heresy is just a unified name, referring to these remnants of the annihilation of the country, monks possessed by demons, and demons and ghosts who disturb people's hearts.

"My nephew has been assassinated seventeen times this year." After the crown prince finished talking about the monsters, he also sighed a lot in his words, "Most of them are ordinary monks, but they were bewitched by the cult and came to assassinate my nephew and they I know my nephew's whereabouts like the back of my hand, and my nephew is sometimes suspicious."

When the prince said this, he glanced at the younger brothers around him, but then changed his words: "There may be a cult eyeliner in my nephew's house, or there may be people from a cult hidden in the imperial capital. Every time my nephew goes out, They will tip off."

"That's the truth." Zhang Fengshun asserted according to his words, "but this matter will intensify in three days. It's because when I was traveling, I caught a member of a cult and learned that they would , Infiltrated into the imperial capital."

When Zhang Feng said this, he looked at the listening princes, "here, in the future, if you have a quick mind, a high level of cultivation, and someone who speaks and behaves differently from ordinary people, I will take refuge in you.

You wait to tell me first, don't startle the snake, lest these mermaids die.Also don't give birth to a heart of love for talents, and hide something from your uncle. "

"Yes!" Regarding the important matter of the cult monster, everyone stood up and made a promise without the slightest bit of selfishness.

Seeing that they kept it in mind, Zhang Feng nodded slightly.

Because as long as the princes are informed, then some ministers and subordinates under their sect will naturally know about it.

Including the thoughts of the princes are not stupid, in order not to let the coming "monsters" find out, they are only going to tell the important ministers they trust.

In this way, the trap is paved, and only the players don't know that there is a big trap prepared for them.

Chapter 3 Twelve

At around nine o'clock that night, the dinner ended, and the crown prince and several princes bid farewell and left.

Seeing them leave, Zhang Feng came to the bedroom in the backyard as soon as possible. He had told the old housekeeper to bring all the gifts here.

At this time, I looked at the ninth-level treasures presented by the princes.

Zhang Feng started to work. First, he placed the cornerstone of the exquisite magic circle in the room according to certain rules.

After feeling the aura gradually getting stronger, Zhang Feng picked up Daru's calligraphy and put it in the interlayer of his clothes.

The last word 'Shou'.

Zhang Feng thought about it, he should not move it for now, anyway, he still has a lot of resources at present, and the ministers also sent a lot yesterday.

Enough for half a year of high-speed cultivation.

In addition, Zhang Feng re-examined these 'ninth-level treasures' and found an interesting thing.

This interesting fact is the substantive role of national luck and dragon energy.

The most obvious thing is that the National Games can speed up the cultivation of monks.

But we have to ask them how this is accelerated and where it is reflected, and whether it can be explained clearly with data.

They definitely can't answer anything.

However, Zhang Feng possessed rule judgment, but he was able to see the influence of the national destiny in a substantial and digital way.

For example, these 'ninth-level items', logically speaking, should be used and refined by immortals.

But now the most powerful person in Daqi realm is no immortal.

There is only one reason, that is, the luck of the country and the dragon spirit have 'improved the quality' of these treasures.

This is also why those monks who took refuge in the imperial court felt that their cultivation was speeding up.

Because under the blessing of the fortune of the country, the spiritual energy they use, practice, and usually breathe has become "more advanced".relatively.

If someone without the fortune of the country gets the treasure sent by the second prince and others, then according to the judgment of the rules of heaven, it should be normal, about the original 'ascension, eighth rank'.

As for whether this guess is right or not, we will know when the players come over.

If they get their ninth-order item, but it shows eighth-order, it proves that they guessed correctly.

Homologous items in this world can indeed improve the original quality under the rules of heaven.

Or take the treasure of an ascended cultivator and look at his treasure level, and you can also compare the answer to this question.

For example, the things I am currently receiving are refined by the imperial court's ascension monks, and they are generally of the ninth rank.

But what if the rest of the ascension monks who are not inferior to their strength are all eighth-level magic weapons and elixir? The answer is self-evident.

Can it prove that the fate of heaven and the country? It is indeed powerful, and it has already affected the judgment rules.

But the luck of the country here is useless to comprehend the manuscript.

Like the previous He Sanren? Even though he is an eighth-level man, he can produce a ninth-level manuscript.

I have seen such an example myself.

An old Taoist from the second world, an acquired cultivator? Then he came up with an innate second-order legend.

And Zhang Feng was thinking? As time passed.

I didn't choose to go out for the next two days.

In the past two days, I have been collecting a lot of gifts? Meeting colleagues? Try to sort out these trivial matters and interpersonal relationships.

Until the afternoon before the player will arrive.

Shopkeeper Wang sent someone to send a letter saying that Li Daoyou, who was a monk who was ascending, finally woke up after two days of hangover.

Zhang Fengcai asked the old housekeeper to prepare a carriage, took two guards with him, and went to the most famous place of fireworks in the imperial capital.

Along the way, when Zhang Feng chatted with the old housekeeper in the carriage, he didn't change his appearance to prevent others from recognizing him.

Because in this world? Court officials?

After all, there are many talented people here? There are also many talented women.

Not all brothels are uniform, selling themselves but not performing arts.

Even when Zhang Feng came over in a sedan chair, it didn't cause any commotion.

It's also eight o'clock in the evening, the sky is dark, and it's not coming here with gongs and drums, and the carriage is also ordinary, so who would go up and lift the curtain of Zhang Feng's carriage, and after seeing Zhang Feng and the old housekeeper sitting in the carriage, say something else' You are actually a prince? '

Because that didn't happen.

Zhang Fengan came to the backyard of Piaoxiang Pavilion safely, and after letting the old housekeeper wait quietly, he went to Li Daoyou's private room on the third floor under the leadership of the second boy who was waiting for him.

As for why Li Daoyou didn't come to greet him.

Perhaps it was due to the dignity of the ascension monk, or it might be because he was afraid that someone would recognize him once he showed his face, causing some commotion and disturbing the prince who came to visit.

To know the news of Li Daoyou's return to the imperial capital, only some ministers of the imperial court knew about it, and the treasurer Wang knew about it.

The rest of the people don't know that there is a half-immortal sitting in this elegant building.

Otherwise, are the people who come here to play with girls, talk about Fengya, or come to see immortals and want to learn from teachers?

And waited to follow Xiao Er around the stairs and entered the private room.

Zhang Feng first smelled a fragrance of alcohol.

At the sitting table next to the window, a handsome young man was lazily holding a wine jar with one hand and leaning on the many wine jars behind him with the other.

He looked like he had just woken up.

"Go to work, don't let anyone disturb you." Zhang Feng gave Xiao Er some silver, and after dismissing him who was grateful for his gratitude, he walked towards the seat opposite Li Daoyou, while Li Daoyou said: "Take the liberty to come here today!" , disturb Li Daoyou to rest."

"There are only two people I admire most in my life, Mr. Li." Li Daoyou looked out the window at night, half crouched, and answered the wrong question: "One is my master. Without him, I would still be a hunter who worries about hunting all day long. Risking your life, using your meager strength to practice qi, to go hunting in the deep mountains and old forests."

Li Daoyou sat up straight when he said this, "But it was also 200 years ago, when I was hunting in the mountains and forests, I was favored by the master, accepted me as a disciple, and passed on my incense. That's why I have such a leisurely life today." I have always kept in mind the kindness of watching the moon and drinking wine. It is a pity that the old man has passed away."

'He Taoist' Zhang Feng heard Li Daoyou tell the past, and knew who the master he was talking about was.

After all, the matter of accepting disciples and passing on the incense of the 'Friar of Transcending Tribulation' is a major event in the cultivation circles of various dynasties, second only to the acceptance of disciples by Ascension Brothers.

And in my memory, He Daoren was a monk who crossed the catastrophe 3000 years ago, a free monk who belonged to the Great Qi Kingdom but did not join the imperial court.

Li Daoyou can be regarded as passing on his mantle, not only his strength is better than blue, but he has cultivated to the "Ascension to Great Achievement", and he is still free.

And under the protection of his reputation, the tens of thousands of sentient beings in a city, a hundred counties, who offer incense to him, also keep their peace.

"My master's kindness can never be repaid." Li Daoyou's voice gradually lowered, as if he missed his old friend.

Zhang Feng didn't disturb Li Daoyou when he saw him in a daze.

It wasn't until a moment later that Li Daoyou shook his head, took another sip of wine, looked at Zhang Feng and said, "The second one is the master of the prince, the general.

It's just that I don't admire the great general's fame all over the world, nor do I admire the powerful army under his command.Instead, I admire the great general's ability to practice soaring to the ascension!I also admire him for willingly giving up his life to seal that enchanted monk! "

"On behalf of my family teacher, I would like to thank Li Daoyou for your love." Zhang Feng clasped his fists, saying nothing.

"Only the prince can represent the general." Daoyou Li sighed, "My master admired the general the most during his lifetime. I don't know if he can enjoy the moon, taste wine and talk like this under the nine springs like you and me. I don't know if my master can get into the eyes of the general."

Li Daoyou said, then shook his head suddenly, "The old man has gone, so I won't talk about the two seniors. Today, I am honored to meet the prince, why don't we talk about the beautiful scenery in the imperial capital?"

"Beautiful scenery?" Zhang Feng pondered for a while, but he didn't expect Li Daoyou to turn so fast, but he continued: "In recent years, this king has never returned to the imperial capital, and I heard from my family teacher's friends that the imperial capital is changing with each passing day. If you want to talk about the beautiful scenery, I believe Li Daoyou has been in the imperial capital for more than a month, and he must know more details than this king."

"My lord, what are you talking about?" Li Daoyou denied, "Although I have returned to the imperial capital for more than a month, I have spent the whole day enjoying the scenery and boats in this place of fireworks, and sinking among the fish and swallows, with fragrant jade in my arms."

When he said this, he couldn't help laughing: "Spiritual consciousness is forbidden in the imperial capital, and I am here again. What I can see with my naked eyes is only a hundred feet away, separated by many prosperous buildings, but I don't know what beautiful scenery there is in the imperial capital."

"Li Daoyou didn't ask." Zhang Feng pointed to the street downstairs outside the window. In the street, besides talented scholars and dignitaries, there are also girls from the land of fireworks.

"they?"

"I never asked." Li Daoyou took another sip of wine, "I wanted to invite Shopkeeper Wang, but Wang Daoyou came to be a guest and asked about it. But I didn't expect that I didn't wait for Wang Daoyou, but I waited for the prince to come in person."

The meaning in Li Daoyou's words is nothing more than ordinary people have ordinary people's way of talking.

But for scenery and small talk, this kind of conversation between friends, of course you need to find someone with equal status.

Li Daoyou just twisted this tendon, and felt that he could chat and was not busy. At present, there is only shopkeeper Wang.