fifth form

Chapter 2142 Each Has Its Own Place
The duo that had been staring at each other at night became a trio.

Of course, the trio ultimately didn't add any more members.

As dawn approached, no one came to Zhang's house.

Zhang Xuezhou had been away from Chang'an City for too long, and even the most ambitious forces could not keep an eye on a residence all the time.

The situation of Jinchang visiting someone through divination and other means is extremely high-end and not something that ordinary forces can imitate.

"I'm going to the palace to find His Majesty!"

As the sky brightened, Zhang Xuezhou stood up, feeling that he needed to get rid of his official title as soon as possible.

"Why did you go to see His Majesty?"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou stand up and go out, Jinchang finally couldn't help but choose to ask.

"Play with His Majesty!"

"Play?"

Jinchang felt that Zhang Xuezhou's answer was too perfunctory, but after looking at Zhenyuan Shenjun, he did not dare to do anything rash. He even began to worry about how to cooperate with Zhang Xuezhou in the future.

According to the methods of Zhenyuan Shenjun, Jinchang felt that after he integrated the Yin-Yang family's realm techniques and entered the self-realm, he only had the ability to escape and lacked the possibility of a head-on battle.

Only when he reaches the state of true self can he fight against it.

This goal is so long-term that it is obviously difficult for Jinchang to rush or threaten Zhang Xuezhou to do things. This even affects the past cooperation between Jinchang and Zhang Xuezhou.

"Go play and come back soon!"

Jinchang thought for two seconds, held his breath, and then waved his hand to indicate that he could not control Zhang Xuezhou. Even if Zhang Xuezhou had something to do with the new emperor, he would not investigate.

"You still don't know where Changxian Township is?"

Zhang Xuezhou walked out leisurely.

Jinchang also looked at this strange Taoist who made him a little afraid.

Without puppetry, it would be difficult for a cultivator to have an old body but a young face. At the moment, the face of the God of Zhenyuan was like that of a child. The weird conflict between the childish face and the old body made it difficult for Jinchang to distinguish, and he couldn't figure out the origin of the God of Zhenyuan.

He asked tentatively, and Zhenyuan Shenjun turned his gaze and stared at Jinchang for a few seconds.

Zhang Xuezhou's situation is complicated. He became a disciple of the Emperor halfway through his life and has a corresponding master outside.

Generally speaking, Zhenyuan God still has a certain respect for Zhang Xuezhou's elders. Although he doesn't treat them as he would the Emperor, it is normal for him to be polite.

But Zhenyuan Shenjun could not be polite to Jinchang. He could truly feel Jinchang's restless heart.

It has to be said that once there is a lack of close relationship, and there is the preconceived notion that Jinchang sneaked into the house in the middle of the night and was up to no good, the judgment of Zhenyuan Shenjun based on his careful observation would be constantly magnified.

He felt that Jinchang was smiling but not really smiling, and his words and actions were hypocritical. His body was filled with hidden filthy blood, and he must have not been practicing on the right path.

Due to simple judgment and his previous not-so-good ideas, Zhenyuan Shenjun had a certain resistance to Jinchang in his heart, and it was difficult for him to have an intimate conversation with him.

"There is no fairyland. I am just a poor man wandering around the world!"

Zhenyuan God responded, and then ignored Jinchang, and chose to go into the courtyard to stretch his muscles.

He stretched his body slowly and breathed in and out in the morning light.

"He looks like a crane, and his aura is long and profound. He is a human cultivator, not a demon cultivator. How could there be such a powerful old monster? He looks like a boy, so he must have practiced magic skills related to sacrifices. His temperament should be very rough and cruel. If I hadn't quickly begged for mercy from my nephew last night, this old monster would have crushed my scapula and then swallowed me!"

Jinchang did not ask where Zhenyuan Shenjun came from, and watched Zhenyuan Shenjun's morning practice from afar, constantly making guesses in his mind.

He felt that Zhang Xuezhou's activities in the past few months had been limited, and the person he invited must have been from the Han Dynasty, and was most likely a hidden old ghost among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

But Jinchang thought about it over and over again, and felt that among the hundreds of schools of thought, cultivators like Zhenyuan Shenjun were rare.

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out which family Zhenyuan Shenjun belonged to.

“It seems that the only Taoist who practices evil ways is Guigu Sect. The Wenshi Sect, Chongxu Sect, and Zhuanglie Sect all practice decent things. But after Guigu Sect split into the Vertical Sword Sect and the Horizontal Sword Sect, its heritage fell into decline. It’s even worse than our Yin-Yang Sect. It shouldn’t be possible for them to produce such a master!”

Jinchang is the inheritor of the Yin-Yang Nine Sect. If you count strictly, he is the leader of the Nine Sect. Even if he is just a commander without troops, he still has this status.

As a former great school in Southern Continent, it can be said that the Yin-Yang School has little power today, but the cultivators of the Yin-Yang Nine Sect are not bad.

Being able to subdue Jinchang in just two moves, Jinchang felt that this was too outrageous. He had thought that he would be defeated by top masters such as Zun Shang, Dao Jun, Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng, Tai Huang Tai Hou, Li Guang, etc., but Jinchang never thought that he would be defeated by this young-looking old Taoist in front of him, and even suffered a complete defeat.

"What the hell!"

Jinchang cursed in his heart.

He was in an extremely awkward position, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"I'll take the blame, but I can't do anything for the princess anyway!"

Jinchang thought about the Huainan Palace in Chang'an City, and he couldn't help but snort slightly.

"This is because you made a mistake in your prediction. You didn't expect that there would be a True Self Realm cultivator here. You can't blame me for this!"

If the matter is simple and convenient, Jinchang feels that he can just do it. If the matter is life-threatening, Jinchang will not take such a big risk.

The great monks practice to live a better life, not to risk their lives to be slaves to anyone.

He was a first-class guest official, and the relationship between him and the Huainan Palace was one of cooperation rather than a servant relationship.

"I can't stand the smell of pork, so I'll take my leave now!"

When he heard a knock on the door, a strong young man carrying a pig entered Zhang's house, and Jinchang quickly found an excuse to leave.

What made Jinchang miscalculate was that the Taoist priest in the courtyard ignored him at all, but was very enthusiastic about helping the Zhang couple to unload the pig and chop the meat.

The other person seemed a little clumsy in his work, and his hands and feet were a little rough. After a while, he was sent by Yourong to help pour water and clean the pig blood.

A familiar fishy smell of flesh and blood rose up. Jinchang took a quick look and his body swayed before turning into a shadow and running away quickly.

By the time he stepped onto the main street, the shadow he had transformed into had shrunk into the carriage, hitchhiking along out of boredom.

Zhang Xuezhou went to the palace, while Jinchang returned to the Huainan Palace.

Nearly an hour later, Jinchang was already standing in the meeting hall of the Huainan Palace.

"Have you finished your work, sir?"

Incense was burning slowly in the meeting hall of the Huainan Palace. These incenses were not meant to refresh the mind, but were just to allow people to smell the fragrance while walking.

This is something that women like, and some men like it too.

Of course, for Jinchang who likes to hide, this kind of incense would bring inconvenience to performing the spell while hiding, which is undoubtedly equivalent to a foul smell.

He covered his nostrils with his hands, looked at the woman who was playing with a colorful mechanical bird in the hall, and then looked at a Taoist priest with a long beard beside the woman.

"My lady, please ask someone else for help on this matter. I cannot do it!"

Jinchang frowned.

He was too lazy to explain the reason, so he just said that he couldn't do it, and that was considered as completing the report.

After all, he was almost beaten to death last night because of a wrong divination. Jinchang was very angry about this and was not in a good mood.

After a brief explanation, Jinchang bowed slightly, then turned around and left.

"Jin Keqing, Jin Keqing...you are so outrageous!"

The princess called by Jinchang has a good temper, but she can tolerate the strange tempers of some guests, which does not mean that she can tolerate these people doing things without conclusion.

After calling out twice, the princess saw that Jinchang ignored her and walked out of the hall directly. This made her feel defensive and she stood up to scold him.

"My lady, don't worry. The guest official from Jinchang must have encountered some embarrassing things, which caused him to give up the mission directly!"

Jinchang ignored the princess, which forced the long-bearded Taoist priest in the hall to smooth things over.

"Zuo Wu guest, you are accurate in divination nine out of ten times. As long as you are accurate, it will be easy for Jinchang guest to complete this kind of task." The princess said angrily: "Jinchang despises me like this, you should report to my father and let my father teach Jinchang how to behave!"

"Princess, calm down!"

The Taoist with a long beard, Zuo Wu, waved his hands repeatedly.

He dissuaded the princess with a calm expression, but there was a slight bitterness in his expression.

It was obvious that Jinchang was idle and running around, and was not taught how to behave by the Huainan Palace, while Zuo Wu had enough experience and was also trained to be obedient.