fifth form

Chapter 3006 Proud of the Spring Breeze
Zhang Xuezhou never expected that after his body shrank, Ji Wuyan would complain that he was too weak and skinny.

It's not hard to guess who actually did the work of treating Wu Yan, since she didn't treat the illness.

This "human medicine" treatment method is indeed effective, but its effect is limited for Zhang Xuezhou, who is in the realm of selflessness. It requires a long period of time to work his magic, and once his constitution is damaged, he can only be replaced.

"I simply can't stand by and watch this kind of thing happen!"

Rong Tianding wrote something extremely helpless on the bamboo stick. After all, he couldn't sit by and watch the naked woman and Zhang Xuezhou's passionate encounter, nor could he prevent anyone from participating or from participating.

"fine!"

Zhang Xuezhou murmured something.

If this had happened two weeks ago, Zhang Xuezhou would have found it hard to accept. After all, he didn't want to involve personal relationships in a problem that he could solve with money and medicine, and he didn't want to turn acquaintances into strangers.

But Ren Anran was very open-minded, and Zhang Xuezhou also began to relax and did not think it was a bad thing.

He looked at the bamboo slips used for writing, then his gaze swept over the empty, deserted area to the side.

"Teacher, you must have seen a lot these days. Why don't you come out?"

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou spoke, Rong Tianding's expression changed. He had not only failed to keep an eye on Yi Shuo, but also failed to prevent Hong Ku from sneaking in.

As Zhang Xuezhou spoke, a hazy figure emerged, revealing Hongku's half-hidden, half-naked yang soul incarnation.

“You should know that I still bear the responsibilities entrusted to me by the Dao Lord,” Hong Ku Yang Po’s avatar said. “You have not appeared for so long, I can’t just ignore it. The Dao Lord may have already started to hold me accountable. You can’t let me be wanted by the Holy Land as well!”

"I will first return to the court to report to His Majesty, and then I will go to the alchemy room to refine medicine. You can help my cousin deliver the medicinal materials to the alchemy room first!"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't wait for Hong Ku to make an excuse and directly explained what he wanted to do.

Regardless of what Hongku saw, as long as he had enough value, their relationship could last.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect his relationship with Hongku to last forever; a few years of peaceful coexistence would be enough.

"You may be sick, but you're incredibly decisive in your work. We're not in a rush; you can eat first before you start!"

Hongku sighed in admiration and stopped complaining about the long wait.

His blurred physical form began to gradually dissipate.

"How did you find me?"

Just before he disappeared, Hong Ku suddenly asked another question.

"You just pop up when I say something casually!"

Hong had considered that Zhang Xuezhou might give a perfunctory answer, but Zhang Xuezhou's reasons for doing so were difficult for him to refute.

"This little bastard's cultivation level has actually caught up with mine, and his methods are quite varied. I wonder what kind of evil methods he used to cultivate!"

Hongku had many thoughts in his heart.

He had been at the level of supernatural powers for many years, while Zhang Xuezhou had only just begun his cultivation.

Zhang Xuezhou caught up with him in cultivation in just over ten years, a rapid pace of advancement that few could match.

The words "Solely My Realm" were not written on Zhang Xuezhou's forehead, and Hongku only discovered Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation level when Zhang Xuezhou used his magic power.

He was indeed somewhat unsettled, and he repeatedly speculated about the connection between Zhang Xuezhou and the Kunlun Holy Son, finding it increasingly difficult to understand the various circumstances involved.

Yangpo's incarnation dissipated, and Hongku opened his eyes in an inn.

He glanced at the four baskets of dried herbs that he couldn't fit into the storage bag, and then at the other empty bed in the room.

Lei Zunzhe, captivated by Li Shaojun's bewitching words, then vanished without a trace. Hongku had no choice but to go out and find a porter to avoid standing out in Chang'an. "You from Chang'an..."

After carefully wrapping the white cloth around his head, and speaking in the Chang'an dialect of a foreign merchant, Hongku went out noisily.

The same applies to Zhang Xuezhou.

He banished Hongku and looked around repeatedly but found nothing unusual. It wasn't until he called for a carriage and traveled for nearly half an hour that Zhang Xuezhou used his magic to put the divine robe and golden mask into his small Qiankun bag.

With controllable magical power, many things became much easier, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Having cleaned up his tracks related to Kunlun, Zhang Xuezhou's heart returned to Chang'an.

It seems like only yesterday that Zhang Xuezhou took leave, but he has experienced so much.

His experiences during this period were not simply about the growth of his cultivation; they also involved many other influences, even affecting the power structure of the Holy Land.

This situation has changed somewhat since the Empress Dowager informed him. Zhang Xuezhou felt it was still necessary to communicate with the new emperor, since he was currently unable to refine the magic power creation pills needed for Hongku, and the success rate was not high. This time, he needed to borrow about three hundred qi and blood creation pills from the new emperor.

The carriage sped through Chang'an, gradually moving closer to the imperial city, until the familiar Sima Gate came into view.

Zhang Xuezhou took out the plaque that read "Censor-in-Chief" and entered.

"Lord Dongfang, your attire is improper. You should change into your official robes when you come to pay your respects!"

After the official in charge of etiquette at Sima Gate looked at the sign, he kindly reminded Zhang Xuezhou that the boomerang of court etiquette had come full circle and hit him.

He touched the small Qiankun bag, but there was no more court robe inside.

Zhang Xuezhou's body was constantly changing and he was skilled at flying. Except for his celestial robes, which could remain intact for a long time, his ordinary clothes would fall apart after one set, even his court robes were no exception.

He could only force himself to put on a brave face and enter the Weiyang Palace area in ordinary clothes.

"Hey, Dongfang Shuo, you've aged quite a bit in the past six months. What have you been up to?"

When Zhang Xuezhou entered and exited Weiyang Palace, the court meeting had just ended. Hundreds of court officials were walking out of Weiyang Palace one after another, with Prime Minister Tian Fen at the forefront, followed by Han Anguo and others a few dozen meters behind.

Upon seeing Zhang Xuezhou making way for him, Tian Fen stared at him several times before recognizing him and greeted him first.

"Your Excellency, I have been suffering from illness and have been traveling far and wide seeking medicine. I have inevitably aged a bit from the journey," Zhang Xuezhou said politely. "It has been a long time since I have seen Your Excellency. You look radiant and your cultivation has reached its peak. This is truly a cause for celebration!"

Zhang Xuezhou stared intently at Tian Fen.

He was indeed somewhat shocked.

The reason Tian Fen walked at the front was not because of his high official rank, and everyone defered to him, but because Tian Fen was indeed fast.

The opponent was very diligent, even after the court session ended, he was still using magic to fly, which allowed Zhang Xuezhou to clearly see Tian Fen's magical power.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't understand how Tian Fen had entered the True Self Realm. After all, the other party had barely entered the Divine Power Realm and the Sole Self Realm, but Tian Fen had actually managed to reach the True Self Realm. Such a barely achieved ability was too outrageous.

Regardless of Tian Fen's individual strength, the opponent's cultivation level has at least reached the peak.

"Hahaha, Dongfang Shuo, you truly have keen insight! You saw right through my disguise!"

Tian Fenchou's face was full of smiles, with a hint of smug satisfaction.

Han Anguo, who was following behind Tian Fen, shrugged slightly, clearly not understanding the rapid leap in Tian Fen's cultivation level either.

Official positions can be promoted through connections with imperial relatives, but cultivation level and magical power are real and cannot be faked.

Such a high level of cultivation is even more incredible than Tian Fen becoming the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, so it's no wonder that Zhang Xuezhou was shocked when he first saw it.