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Chapter 2440 What a coincidence

The Jing River Water Palace is more than forty miles away from Chang'an City.

This distance is not far for those who are good at flying.

Before the city gates of Chang'an were closed, Zhang Xuezhou entered the city very smoothly.

At this time, people were rushing around in Chang'an City, all chasing the evening light.

"Sir, would you like to meet me?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Zhang Xuezhou turned his head to look over.

"Dong, you're too slow. I've been squatting here in fear for two or three days!"

Just like many people in Zhangjiazhuang who moved a small stool to sit on the street to have their fortunes read, Li Shaojun, whose appearance had changed, also moved a stool and sat at the entrance of Laoshu Hutong.

For him, fortune-telling was secondary. His main task was to prevent himself from being beaten to death by Zhenyuan Shenjun, and he also needed to wait for Zhang Xuezhou.

But he had to wait for two or three days, and Li Shaojun felt that the day was as long as a year.

"Based on the time you woke up and the time it took you to get to my place, you couldn't have been so slow." Li Shaojun whispered, "Did you sneak in while I was gone?"

"cut!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded with disdain.

"You have been digging for more than ten days but still can't pry it open. Do you expect me to do it in two or three days?" Zhang Xuezhou replied: "Are you admitting that you are useless, or that I am too powerful?"

"Who knows if you'll get lucky and just happen to encounter this by coincidence," Li Shaojun said angrily.

"Why don't you have any luck!"

"Shitty luck doesn't favor me!"

After a few words of argument, Li Shaojun realized that Zhang Xuezhou also did not go in.

But he was also curious about what Zhang Xuezhou encountered on the road, otherwise Zhang Xuezhou would never have delayed for so long.

This delay may be due to helplessness or it may be more important than their plans, which forced Zhang Xuezhou to stay.

This made Li Shaojun observe for a long time.

"You changed your clothes, and they smell like medicine. Did you get some powerful medicine?" Li Shaojun said.

"Do you think I'd be willing to soak my clothes in heavy medicine?"

Zhang Xuezhou sniffed the clothes and felt that the clothes that Zhuo Bugui wore were not only a bit old in style, but also had a smell that could not be washed away due to years of refining medicine and fumigating in the underground palace of the Lord.

It would be fine for an ordinary person, but someone like Li Shaojun who is involved in alchemy and medicine making can undoubtedly smell the odor.

"That's weird. Did you steal some dead body soaked in liquid medicine and strip off its clothes? Or did you go to some holy place where alchemy and medicine are made to rob and steal their clothes?"

Zhang Xuezhou did not respond, and Li Shaojun felt that it would be difficult to find a reliable answer by just guessing randomly.

With Zhang Xuezhou leading the way, he finally didn't have to worry about anything.

Following Zhang Xuezhou walking in Laoshu Hutong, Li Shaojun couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He felt that he should have followed Zhang Xuezhou closely at that time, and maybe he could have gotten some advantage.

"Your cousin is really something. I asked him to take a look at the materials for refining the Eight-Step Immortal Pill, but he refused to show me and even refused to let me into the cellar!"

Li Shaojun couldn't stop talking about Zhang Xuezhou's itinerary in the past few days, and couldn't help but mention Rong Tianding.

"Those materials are all under his bed, not stored in the cellar," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand and said, "Zhuang Qingzhai took these things out of the arsenal under a pretext. If we use them directly without solving his problem, there will definitely be trouble!"

"I'm just taking a look!"

Li Shaojun replied angrily.

Zhuang Qingzhai is not a naive person, he is involved in many transactions.

If Zhuang Qingzhai was not given an accurate response and the treasure was misused, Zhang Xuezhou would inevitably be implicated.

If Zhang Xuezhou is not having a good life, then Li Shaojun will certainly not have a good life either.

Li Shaojun had previously wanted to take a look at the materials first, and then look for an opportunity to refine the elixir. If there was any major incident that he could not afford to deal with, he would run away early. But after being warned by Zhang Xuezhou, he had to restrain the many little thoughts in his mind.

"When are you going to make an appointment with Taoist Master Zhenyuan?" Li Shaojun asked in a low voice. "He is in Anle Palace," Zhang Xuezhou said, "I can't go there, I can only wait for him to come to me!"

"Then what should I do?" Li Shaojun asked.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Xuezhou complained, "He put a magic mark on me. As long as I lie down at home normally, he won't suddenly come over when I'm asleep. If I greet him when I'm awake, you won't be harmed... The Taoist priest is here!"

Zhang Xuezhou was walking along the alley of Laoshu Hutong. He was just trying to persuade Li Shaojun to stay calm when he saw a young-faced, black-haired Taoist standing in front of the Rong family's house, with his hands behind his back, looking at him from afar.

This made Zhang Xuezhou quickly reach out and say hello, and then he grabbed Li Shaojun who was about to run away because his legs were weak.

"Don't play me to death!"

Li Shaojun shouted.

He just felt his legs were a little weak and he was completely being dragged forward by Zhang Xuezhou.

"Brother Rong said you went on a long trip these days. You ran quite far!"

Zhenyuan God pointed to the north, indicating that the place where Zhang Xuezhou was running was beyond the distance of three thousand miles.

He pinched his fingers and looked at Zhang Xuezhou's body in surprise.

"Which fellow Taoist is so powerful that he could erase my mark?"

When Zhenyuan Shenjun ran into Zhang Xuezhou when he went out, he didn't know that Zhang Xuezhou was returning home at this time, but just met him by chance when he was leaving Rong's house.

Without any magical markings, Zhenyuan Shenjun was not aware of Zhang Xuezhou's approach to Chang'an City.

This made Zhenyuan Shenjun extremely curious. He didn't know who Zhang Xuezhou encountered for a moment, and the other party had erased his magic mark.

"It's a long story." Zhang Xuezhou grabbed Li Shaojun and sighed, "Let's go into the house and discuss something!"

"to make!"

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhenyuan Shenjun were rarely formal with each other, and it was common for them to sit in a corner and chat.

When it was Zhang Xuezhou's turn to say he needed to go into the house, Zhenyuan Shenjun thought the matter must be quite important.

But he didn't quite understand what Zhang Xuezhou meant by dragging someone away.

"Who is this?" Zhenyuan Divine Lord asked in a low voice.

"Let's take a look at the baby first, and then talk about him later!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, signaling Zhenyuan Shenjun to go with him to see the treasure.

Unless something goes wrong with Zhang Xuezhou, Rong Tianding will not act on his own.

Rong Tianding did not let Li Shaojun see the materials of the Eight-Step Immortality Pill, and he certainly did not let Zhenyuan Shenjun see the many magic weapons.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that only after Zhenyuan Shenjun saw the treasure would it be convenient to talk.

"What a coincidence!"

He thought to himself.

Zhang Xuezhou originally planned to wait for Zhenyuan God to meet again after more than ten days, but he didn't expect to run into Zhenyuan God on the moment he was going home. He even met Li Shaojun who was setting up a stall to make a living on the way.

Everything was a little coincidental. Zhang Xuezhou felt that the time was neither early nor late. He stepped on the track and on the node just as Dong Zhongshu said.

These things have been happening more frequently recently, so frequently that Zhang Xuezhou feels it is abnormal.

"Could it be that winning the Yun war brings about some trajectory factors?"

Zhang Xuezhou had never felt that everything happened so coincidentally in his previous practice of martial arts, as if they were all swarming in like a card point.

Everything he wanted to do was arranged in the best way.

"If victory in the battle of luck can really bring something, then Huang Daoxian and the outer demon will be in big trouble!"

He repeated it several times in his mind, and then, with a amiable look on his face, he mentioned the magic cloth to Lord Zhenyuan.

This made Zhenyuan Shenjun suddenly perked up.