The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 319

It is a great honor for a practitioner of any sect to become a prince.

The so-called ignoring the world of mortals depends on whether the world of mortals is red enough.

For big disciples like Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu, it's not very attractive to exchange years of practice for such glory.

But if it is the teacher of the emperor, it is another matter.

It's important that you don't ask questions on behalf of yourself.

At this time, Gu Qing knew that he had entered Prince Jingxin's residence - there were many guesses in the spiritual world about why qingshanzong suddenly participated in Royal affairs. According to reason, the Zhongzhou sect, which should be most vigilant, remained silent, and now he can't help it.

"Shenmo peak owes Princess Hu a favor. Your senior brother Tong Yan knows exactly what's going on."

Gu Qing gave an answer and said nothing more.

Xiang Wanshu naturally doesn't believe it, but there's no way.

No matter how precious a few fruits are, they can't eat them for too long. The test can't produce results. Naturally, there's no need to continue the conversation. They leave now.

Gu Qing returns to Jingzhai, greets Jingshang and others, and returns to the room.

Looking at the snow outside the window, he suddenly remembered the picture of cooking tea on Shenmo peak that year, and went to the backyard.

There are many wild cats in the backyard of Jingzhai, naturally because white ghosts like them.

With it here, Jingli, who often comes to play, doesn't have to worry about being bitten or scratched by wild cats.

Gu Qing is worried about other issues, such as whether master's little nephew will be taught by the white ghost adult to be a gambler.

"Maybe you are fighting with master."

He looked at the withered vines on the wall with residual snow and said softly, "but children are always innocent."

The withered rattan fretted and the residual snow rustled down. Liu ADA came out from the inside. He was stained with snow and looked fatter.

He looked at Gu Qing and didn't speak. His eyes were full of banter.

"Mimi, Mimi, I'm back. It snowed too much last night. Sir was worried that the hut would collapse, so he left school in advance."

Jingli's happy voice came from outside the garden.

Gu Qing smiled silently and bitterly. He bowed his hands to Liu a da. His body floated slightly and swept up the wall.

Jingli ran into the backyard. Her boots brought a lot of snowflakes and her face turned red.

Gu Qingzheng was about to leave. He suddenly felt something wrong. He looked at him seriously and his expression changed slightly.

Jingli's breathing is very stable, even if she runs so fast, and her long breathing has its own rhythm, which vaguely conforms to the truth of heaven and earth.

"Yumen breathing method?"

Gu Qing was surprised. He looked at the white cat walking to the withered vine with Jingli and thought, are you actually teaching the child to practice?

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Xiang Wanshu returned to Prince Jingxin's house, said a few words with Liang Taifu about meeting Gu Qing, and went to retreat.

Liang Taifu sat in his study and looked at the falling snow outside the window. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't understand what qingshanzong wanted to do.

Suddenly, a minister came with a worship sticker and said that someone wanted to see the prince.

Liang Taifu took a look at the worship sticker and was surprised.

Not because of the heavy snow, but because this prayer post is cleaner than the snow, there is no word, and naturally there is no signature.

I don't know how many officials and practitioners want to see Prince Jing Xin. It takes at least three passes for this prayer post to be sent to him.

It must not be easy to pass the three passes with a blank worship post and hand it to yourself.

Liang Taifu thought for a moment and said, "bring the man over."

The visitor was a fat man, wearing very ordinary clothes. In addition to snow scraps, there were some years of oil stains on his shoes.

Being able to smile at Liang Taifu and pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, just as Taifu thought, this fat man must not be simple.

The fat man is not a practitioner. The prince's residence still hasn't relaxed its vigilance. There are experts hidden in the study, and there are people behind the screen.

These arrangements were not deliberately concealed. The fat man smiled and said nothing as if he didn't know. He just reminded: "adults think it can be heard."

Liang Taifu said expressionless, "who are you and what can I do for you?"

The fat man said, "I'm the shopkeeper and chef of a tavern in Chaoge city. Lord Shi FengChen of Qingtian company asked me to do something nine years ago."

Liang Taifu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "then?"

It was a good time for him to remember.

Nine years ago, in Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, Zhao Layue, the leader of Qingshan Shenmo peak, was nearly killed by an assassin of Bu Laolin.

The fat man said, "the master is worried that the prince will forget this thing, so let me go to remind one or two."

Liang Taifu was silent for a moment and said, "evidence?"

"Of course there is evidence. Shi FengChen is a fastidious man and didn't forget to finish it before he died."

The fat man looked at Liang Taifu's expression and knew what he was thinking. He said, "those evidences may not make Zhongzhou faction abandon you, but what about yimaozhai?"