Chapter 482 – Preparations Beforehand (Thanks to “Yu Yang 0711” for his silver alliance)

Heaven and earth will, Jinlian can really be a naming genius ………… Xu Qi an inwardly sighed with emotion, will be his own plan, narrated.

Listening to it, Chu Yuanjian suddenly felt that something was wrong and passed the book:

[Slow down, what makes you a main? Even if you’ve been promoted to the fourth rank, there’s no way you’re a match for Jeanne d’Arc.]

The crowd responded with a huff.

Especially Li Miaozhen, who had witnessed Xu Qi’an’s promotion to the fourth rank, there was no one who understood Xu Qi’an better than her.

No matter how invincible he was in the fourth rank realm, the fourth rank was still a fourth rank, still a mortal, too far from the third rank, the realm that stuck countless martial artists.

And Chastity is the second rank of the Doctrine of the Word.

Two great realms, clouds of difference.

Xu Qi’an transmitted a message, [I’m third grade.]

What?

The crowd of the Heaven and Earth Association was once again hit by a wild tidal wave, their minds filled with question marks.

What do I hear? This kid is third grade? Did he hang out with the Confucians for a long time and catch the bad habit of bragging …….. Chu Yuanzhuan was confused.

Bastard, too bullying ah, when we first met in Yunzhou, you were just a small gong of the eighth rank! The little soul of Li Miaozhen’s body was screaming.

The others had their own shock.

At this moment, all of the people in the Heaven and Earth Association coincidentally recalled the time when Number Three had just obtained the fragment of the Earth Book, when he was still a small person who was frightened and trembling by Daoist Zi Lian.

At that time, it was last October.

Full stop, almost exactly one year, he had used only one year to cross out of the realm of mortals and become a true, transcendent mortal existence.

Third grade martial artists had strong vitality and long lifespans, living for hundreds of years without any problems.

No longer mortal.

Is there really someone who can be promoted from the eighth grade to the third grade within a year? I’m afraid that the Confucian saint of that year didn’t even have this kind of strength. ………

In the Heaven and Earth Society, every single one of them had their own chances, and every single one of them was an exceptionally gifted young celestial, but they had to admit that they were really a bit mediocre in front of Xu Qi’an.

Why don t you say anything, are they all autistic ……… Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Xu Qi an passed the book:

[Brother Chu, when you return to the capital, remember to bring Erlang back with you. Send him to Yunlu Academy to join my second uncle and aunt.]

The deed to the house and land in Jianzhou was secretly and secretly bought without telling anyone when he went to the Injun Mountains that day, when he went to the Injun Mountains alone ………

Thinking of this, Xu Qi’an frowned, realizing that he seemed to have forgotten something.

At that time, Cao Qingyang asked me to go to the Injun Mountain for a banquet, so I went alone, and then on the way, I bought a mansion, and then I met the old ancestor of the Wulin League ………. Well, there’s nothing wrong with it.

[IV: Understood, I will return to the capital overnight. You ask the Heavenly Commissioner to prepare pills to replenish my qi for me.]

If he put up a fight and died of exhaustion, and used his sword with all his might, he could return to the capital within three hours. It would be late at night then, and he could still take a short nap and take pills to regain his breath without delaying the big event.

Ending the group chat, Xu Qi’an collected the pieces of the earth book, backhandedly drew out his pacific sword, and poof! Sliced off his little finger.

“Even if I don’t perform Vajra Undefeatable, just based on the sharpness of the Taiping Blade, it will be very difficult to injure my flesh, and I must choose to supplement it with a qi to transform it into blade qi!”

Xu Qi’an nodded, immensely satisfied with his current physique.

Immediately, he felt the small pointed out wound, the cells were dividing at an appalling speed, trying to repair the wound.

Forcing himself to resist this “instinct”, he leaned over and picked up his little finger and brought it to the break.

Flesh and blood wriggled to see that the little finger was reattached and restored as before, with no scar in sight.

He examined himself, “Every cell of a Third Grade Martial Artist is filled with a huge breath of life, if there is a microscope, my cells should be different from those of an ordinary human.

“Eh, will this sterilize me? It shouldn’t be so bad, there are half-demons in this world, which means that the reproductive isolation rules don’t govern this world, just look at Song Qing’s terrifying life grafting technique, I wasn’t thinking in that direction at the time in fear ………

“Fourth grade martial artists devouring blood pills for promotion is almost a nine deaths, no, ten deaths, no wonder almost no one dares to take this path, no wonder there are so many Da Feng martial artists but only one third grade, the Zhenbei King.

“And the means of refining blood pills with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of living people is not understood by crude martial artists; the Taoist Sect controls this secret art, and King Huai was helped by the Taoist head of the Earth Sect in the first place. As for whether sorcerers and warlocks understand it or not, it is unknown for the time being.

“As for a peak martial artist like me who took the initiative to give up part of his essence blood to condense a blood elixir to help me advance, I can only say that Dad is so nice. Well, Supervisor Zheng also deserves credit, without his arrangements, it would be impossible for me to lay the foundation in advance.

“Duke Wei’s gift was out of affection and heritage, the Supervisor Zheng’s gift is not known why, but I now know part of it. Hey, it’s just to kill the emperor. The dynasty is the foundation of the Warlock, and if the Supervisor Zheng kills the Emperor, he will be countered by his qi.

“I’m different, I’m just a martial artist, and, myself, I’m carrying qi, so I’m not afraid of repercussions. But killing the emperor, after all, will be entangled in karma, right?”

He played with his pinky, recalling the state of his body just now.

“After the third grade, a martial artist can not only rebuild his limbs by severing them, but he can also connect the stumps; the former is consuming his own essence and blood, and if he keeps rebuilding his limbs by severing them, sooner or later, he will run out of strength and be rubbed to death alive.

“The latter consumes very little, after all, it doesn’t need to be reborn to recreate the organism. In addition, at the early stage of the third grade, a decapitated head will also die. This is because the Yuan Shen isn’t strong enough. This is the case with me right now.

“In the middle of the third grade, the Yuan Shen catches up with the physical body, and at that time, even if the head is cut off, a new brain can be grown and the Yuan Shen can just return to its place. However, if the Yuan Shen is targeted by a sorcerer or a Daoist expert in such a situation, the risk of perishing is still high.

“In addition, if the body is split and the parts can’t return quickly, even if it’s a third grade, it will be repaired instinctively, resulting in an excessive loss of essence and blood and a quick death. In other words, splitting the body is the best way to kill a high-grade martial artist.

“Hiss~ So it seems like how terrifying Shinshu must be?”

Shenshu is the split body, and sealed in the Sangpo five hundred years, five hundred years, the essence of the blood was not lost to exhaustion, still has vitality. In addition, God’s spirit has lasted for 500 years without being worn out. ……..

The higher one’s cultivation level, the more one understands the dreadfulness of Divine Distinction.

How strong is a peak realm Shinshu, punching an old Eunuch?

Xu Qi’an took a step into the air, and in the sound of a “boom” explosion of qi, he broke through the air.

A third grade martial artist could rely on qi to fly through the air, and among the means of air control of the major systems, this belonged to forced air control, which consumed the most and was the slowest. The slowest flight speed in the same realm.

But if you’re on land, Takeshi is the fastest.

Even for warlocks who controlled teleportation, unless they teleported to a dozen or so miles in one breath, or tens of miles, otherwise, teleportation at close range could easily be caught up by the Wulf’s explosive power.

Then stick a combo to take it away.

Soon, the capital was in sight.

Xu Qi’an landed on the ground, disguised as that big handsome guy from his previous life, mixing into the bustling crowd and becoming one of the many.

He returned to the Stargazer building, and together they leaped onto the Bagua platform, and in the howling wind, “snapped”, and landed steadily beside the Supervisor.

“Where is Senior Brother Yang?” Xu Qi’an asked the old supervisor.

“I’m afraid he can’t take the shock and is locked up underground.” The supervisor said expressionlessly.

Life is already so difficult, can t you let me have fun on Senior Brother Yang ……… Xu Qi An muttered, then said, “I have already entered the third grade, so I am troubling the Supervisor.”

The Supervisor nodded and slapped Xu Qi’an on the head.

………..

Wheels clattering.

The luxurious carriage made of rosewood was parked outside the Spirit Treasure View.

The easily dressed Xu Qi’an drilled out of Lin’an’s carriage, and Nei Mei Little Imperial Sister lifted the hem of her skirt and jumped down steadily with Xu Qi’an’s assistance.

Framed walked to the door of Ling Bao Guan with a generous demeanor, slightly lifting her jaw, her voice sweet: “This palace wants to see the State Master, um, is my father in?”

“His Majesty is not in the view.”

The little Taoist boy guarding the door immediately went into the temple to inform, and after a while, returned at a brisk pace, saying, “Your Highness, the State Master has an invitation.”

Framing then led Xu Qi’an inside.

“Your Highness, tomorrow, whatever happens, don’t hate me ……..”

Framed fluttering seductive peach blossom eyes, delicately said, “Will not ……… you are not going to betrothed?!”

The voice rose steeply.

Xu Qi’an shook his head, wanting to hold her hand, but thought to stop, the shark may have already “seen” over.

A mature sea king with a steel fork in his hand has to know how to stick the right fish at the right time.

It’s clearly not the right time, and the smell of blood will inspire the ferocity of that big shark in there.

Approaching Luo Yu Heng’s small secluded courtyard, leaving Lin An waiting outside, he entered the small courtyard and pushed open the door to Luo Yu Heng’s quiet room.

Mature and cold state master sitting on a futon, eyes slightly closed, a little bit of vermilion in the center of the eyebrow, lining her absolutely beautiful face with a few minutes of cold fairy atmosphere.

“I’ve entered the third rank.” Xu Qi’an whispered.

Luo Yu Heng’s eyes snapped open and burned as she stared at him.

Her heart trembled violently, and she was nearly unable to manage her expression, causing her pale, cold face to change violently in emotion.

“How do you do it?”

Luo Yu Heng unconsciously lowered his voice as if he was discussing some secret.

“Before Lord Wei left for his journey, he left a blood elixir for me.” Xu Qi’an transmitted, “In addition, I’ve already checked out the case of the late Emperor Jeanne d’Arc.”

He told Luo Yuheng the whole story.

Luo Yu Heng was silent for a long time and slowly nodded his head, half exhaling and half sighing, “So that’s how it is.”

Xu Qi’an said bluntly, “I want to kill the king, but I’m afraid that with my own strength, I’m no match for the late emperor, so I’d like to ask the State Master for help.”

The regicide killed not only Yuan Jing, but Jeanne d’Arc as well.

Luo Yu Heng didn’t answer, her voice cold and pleasant:

“Supervisors will not take action against emperors, this is because warlocks are inseparable from dynasties, and the cost of killing emperors is something Supervisors cannot afford. Otherwise, successive emperors would not have been so assured of the Supervisor Zheng.

“However, experts after the third rank, regardless of the system, are unwilling to strike at earthly emperors. This is because exterminating a person with great qi will likewise be subject to qi backlash.

“I’ve reached quite a critical moment and can’t withstand this backlash, what are you ……… doing with your pants down?!”

Luo Yu Heng’s willow brows knitted lightly, this kid even took off his jacket and undid his belt in front of her.

“Hasn’t the State Master always wanted to double-cultivate with me, the chicken can’t be lost.” Xu Qi’an was serious.

Then, he saw two blushes rise on the face of this Human Sect Dao Head, Great Bong State Master, and a stunning beauty of national color.

Luo Yu Heng looked at him with a complicated expression, “You, you know it all ………”

Xu Qi’an nodded, “It was Daoist Golden Lotus who told me.”

Regardless of whether Jinlian is a citizen or a wolf, he will pit first.

Luo Yu Heng’s willow eyebrows rose, her gaze looking to the side as she faintly said:

“Although I have, have this intention, but …….. It is not that you can’t, the matter of the Dao couple can’t be a child’s play.”

Her expression was cold, her tone cold, but her less-than-sharp spit betrayed her.

The state master is still a very ritualistic little girl ah, not to be childish, well, of course I will also take a bath, the steps that should be there will not be less ………. Xu Qi’an spat in his heart, stopping the act of unbuckling his pants and laughing:

“After the regicide, I’m the Master of the State’s man.”

His move was just to be honest with Luo Yuheng, you crave my body, I beg you to help out, of course, I also somewhat crave your body ……… This is more like an exchange of benefits.

But Xu Qi’an didn’t have a bad opinion of Luo Yu Heng, and didn’t mind **doing** things first before cultivating her feelings.

As the old saying goes, love breeds love!

Luo Yu Heng’s eyes flickered with watery light, while having a rare shyness, and faintly said, “I’ll do it myself tomorrow, get lost!”

Xu Qi’an bowed and exited the quiet room.

When they left the courtyard, Framed greeted them and asked chirpily, “What did you and the State Master talk about?”

Xu Qi’an answered truthfully, “I wanted to invite the State Master to double cultivation, but she refused.”

Framed rolled his eyes.

Xu Qi’an added: “She thinks that the matter of the Taoist couple should not be a child’s play, and she has to ask me to marry her in a palanquin.”

Framed like a small hen “cluck” delicate laugh: “not yet out of the Spiritual Treasure Guan it, beware of the State Master heard, blame down.”

Xu Qi’an glanced at her, You won’t be able to laugh in the future.

“Next, take me to the royal residence.” He said.

………..

When Wang Zhenwen returned home, he began to let his family pack up the gifts, from the portable clothes to antiques, furniture, paintings and calligraphy, a brain in the box.

The family was bewildered, but knew in their hearts that something big had happened.

Mr. Wang Erzhi boldly asked a few times, but did not get a reply, so he did not dare to ask again.

A strong encouragement to the most favored sister to pry for information.

Wang Simu had a judgment in his heart through the recent situation in the courtroom and his father’s efforts to fight for Wei Yuan’s reputation.

Two possibilities. One, Father intends to resign. Two, His Majesty intends for Father to resign.

This residence is a royal gift, is located in the Imperial City, and hereditary succession of honored nobles is different, once the civil official resigned and returned to his hometown, this kind of imperial residence court to take back.

Unlike the nobles, when the old man dies, the title is succeeded by the first son, and the imperial residence can be passed on forever.

According to say it should not ah, with the relationship between father and Wei Yuan, even if the heroes are in love with each other, in the end, they are also political enemies. There is no need to do this step ……… Wang Simu s sad brow, chided:

“Are you bored, Second Brother? Stay aside.”

The second master Wang extinguished the fire at once, skimmed his mouth, and whisked his sleeve away.

At that exact moment, an underling came to report, “Eldest Miss, Princess Lin’an is here.”

Wang Simu some surprises, immediately got up and went out to meet, and Linan counted half a good Ji friend, both sides have dealings from time to time.

When I came to the parlor, I saw the second princess of the red dress at a glance, goose egg face and peach blossom eyes, as always, the inner charming and moving.

“Your Highness!”

Wang Simu owed a bow and observed Lin’an’s mood, speaking of which, Princess Huaiqing played a crucial role in why she and Lin’an became good friends.

Princess Lin’an likes to make a demon, bitchy, but itself, in addition to pampering, know how to please Emperor Yuan Jing’s heart, itself has no powerful wrist.

Until he knew Wang Simu, he had a dog-headed military counselor who often asked Wang Simu to come up with ideas to make things difficult for Huaiqing.

Although most of the time, Wang Simu’s ideas would make Lin’an steal the chicken, but occasionally it could cause no small amount of killing power to Huaiqing.

“Simu!”

Lin An greeted with a smile and asked, “This palace wants to see Chief Minister Wang.”

Saying so, he glanced at Xu Qi’an, who was in disguise and disguise.

The finely observed Wang Simu immediately noticed this detail and scrutinized Xu Qi’an once more.

Mediocre, mediocre in appearance and temperament.

But since this man could be brought along by His Highness Lin An, he must have an uncomplicated identity.

At that moment, she heard the mediocre-looking man laugh:

“Yo, sister-in-law.”

………..

PS: It’s only the second volume, it’s still early to finish. As I said, Volume 2 is a twist in the whole book, you’ll see as you read on. I’ll write a single chapter to talk to you after the second volume.