I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 116: Lord Shangshu, I'm here to collect my debt

It was just one short night and one day.

A new young man has emerged in Xuantianjing. Under the Wangxing Palace where nobles sit, he wears a long sword on his waist. He has fought against five young men from aristocratic families alone and even defeated the third son of the Minister of War. The news that he was engraved on the Young Tiger Monument has spread throughout Xuantianjing.

During the Zuochao Festival, people are already happy. Some reunite with their families, some visit friends on the streets, and news spreads faster.

What ordinary people like to hear and hear is nothing more than looking up at the sky which they cannot reach and talking about the stories of the immortals.

Therefore, Chen Zhian's name spread throughout Tianjing in one day.

Soon after, someone else reported that this Chen Zhian had written a poem and a lyrics in Yinhe Tower. The lyrics were of stunning talent and the poems were written after he was drunk. Although they were a little poor, they were full of true feelings. More importantly, the poems were full of the pain of separation from relatives, which made the people in Xuantianjing talk about it with relish.

This is not a common thing.

The wealthy mansions of the Minister of Revenue and General Xuan Zi were out of reach for ordinary people, and these nobles would not even lower their heads to look at the common people in Xuantianjing.

But now there happened to be a Chen Zhian who was disliked by the Li family and could not meet his mother.

Now, this poor Chen Zhian has transformed into an extraordinary genius, and can even defeat the third son of the Si family who was carefully cultivated by the Si family.

This is a scene from a storybook.

The people cannot help but talk about it with relish.

Then this kind of thing spread throughout Xuantianjing and became the topic of conversation for countless people after dinner.

Logically speaking, why would a noble family like the Li family care about what these common people talk about?
But this is Xuantianjing, and the common people are laughing at him. In fact, other aristocratic families are also laughing at the Li family.

Even if the Li family covered their ears, they could still see the ridicule in other people's eyes.

The same is true for Si Yao.

She walked along the long Jingguan Street, and from time to time she saw people from other mansions on the street.

These characters often smiled and nodded to Si Yao, but there was something indescribable in their eyes.

The Si family is missing a person who was mentioned on the Young Tiger Monument.

Moreover, the reason why Si Hougui was not included in the Young Tiger Monument was that he was challenged to a duel on the spot, and an agreement was made between them, which forcibly stripped him of his ranking.

Those looks made Si Yao feel a little annoyed, but it was of no use.

She returned to the backyard of the Si Mansion, only to see her brother leisurely fishing.

"Brother, my cousin is still recovering from his injuries. You should go and talk to him so that he won't have any problems..."

Before Si Yao finished speaking, Si Chiqiong chuckled, shook his head and said, "Third cousin has had a very smooth journey and has not encountered any hardships at all.

This is actually not good for future practice.

Having this experience now will actually be a good thing for him in the long run.”

Si Yao frowned, not liking her brother's heartless smile.

Si Chiqiong glanced at her, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Isn't this good? If the situation gets bigger, father will have to walk out of the South Courtyard to see who Chen Zhian is.

If the situation gets more serious, this ridiculous marriage won't go ahead.

I was hoping that Chen Zhian and the Li family would have a bigger fight."

Si Yao pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said, "Father has always been devoted to cultivation. He wants...wants to marry Miss Li. There must be a reason for that. Brother...we are causing trouble..."

"What do you think is the reason? This marriage is ridiculous in itself." While Si Chiqiong was asking, the fish mark moved and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"As the saying goes, people and things that are out of reach for a young person will haunt him for the rest of his life." Si Yao hesitated and said, "Perhaps my father developed a mental disorder because of this matter, and his thoughts were stagnant, blocking his way forward, so there was the engagement between the Si and Li families."

Si Chiqiong held the fishing rod tightly, but did not forget to talk to Si Yao: "The young Li Yinxi is gone. Even if the current Li Yinxi really comes to the Si family, can she eliminate the hesitation in her father's mind?"

"What if it works? If it really works, father might have a better chance of stepping into the world of fortune in the future."

"So what if we have set foot in the world of destiny?" Si Chiqiong said nonchalantly, "The royal family, the six clans of Dayu, the three mountains and two sects all have their own cultivators of destiny, but they still need to compete with each other and trip each other up.

Perhaps one day in the future, Daqian will turn its sights on Dayu, and Xuantianjing will become a sea of fire and corpses, and everyone will be buried here together."

“Since my father received the divine vision, he has become more taciturn and his actions are more incomprehensible.

Even my mother was sent back to her hometown by him, and even my grandfather couldn't stop her, so I always think... even in this family, cultivation still matters."

"But I... don't like such a cold father, and I don't want him to set foot in the realm of creation. Who knows, by then, you and I might have to go back to our hometown."

Si Chiqiong said a lot of things and caught a fish, but still threw the fish into the water at random.

Si Yao lowered his head and said nothing.

I vaguely felt that...what my brother said seemed to make some sense.

Si Chiqiong cast the rod again and said, "Chen Zhian has revealed his talent for cultivation, blinding many people. Now I want to see how the Minister of Revenue reacts."

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It was already past noon when Chen Zhian came out of Prime Minister Song's courtyard.

He left with nothing in his hands, but came back with a fish.

This fish is only the size of a thumb, with silver scales. It looks like an ordinary small carp, nothing special.

Chen Zhian stretched out his spiritual energy and focused it on the fish, but he couldn't even detect the slightest fluctuation of true energy on the fish.

"What did Prime Minister Song give me this fish for?"

Chen Zhian thought about how seriously Song Xiqu spoke when he gave him the fish, and even how reluctant he was in his eyes. He was a little confused for a moment.

He looked at the fish for a while and felt that it was swimming around in the big bowl quite lively, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Since you let me raise it, then I will do it first." Chen Zhian happily found a glass vase and kept the fish in it. He then casually picked up a piece of dessert, picked up a small piece, ground it into powder and put it into the water.

The fish flapped its tail happily, chasing after food.

Chen Zhian ignored it. The Yujing map unfolded in his mind and his consciousness fell into it.

At this moment, he was like a god in Baiyujing, looking down at the entire Baiyujing.

Most places in Baiyujing are almost the same as usual, except that the spiritual energy in Kunlun Lake is more vigorous, and the same is true for the purple energy and Huangting in Kaiyangque.

In addition, when Chen Zhian took a look, he saw that there were more than 150 more Yujing auras in Baiyujing.

The energy of Yujing spread and rose, spreading across the sky of Baiyujing.

"In the realm of divine essence, the energy of Yujing is still increasing."

"I reached the Unpolished Jade Realm, and I broke through three levels in a row, gaining another 150 Jade Capital Qis."

Chen Zhian was a little surprised as he thought about it.

Suddenly, thirteen rays of Yujing aura dispersed and fell on the medicinal herbs planted in Kunlun Lake.

All of a sudden, some of the herbs grew branches and leaves, some blossomed and bore fruit, some smelled fragrant, and they were all mature.

"It just so happens that I have used up all the herbs needed for the White Jade Pills during the past few days of refining pills. Now that I have so much Yujing Qi, I can ripen these herbs."

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's face. He nodded with satisfaction and looked at Wuchanhua again.

The petals of the Wuchan Flower had been plucked once by Chen Zhian, and now it has grown petals again, but these petals are not mature, only the size of a finger joint.

"These five Zen flowers are useless for now, so just ignore them for now."

The Five Zen Flowers are extremely rare treasures for cultivators in the realm of divine essence. Perhaps their value is even greater than acquired qi, and they can greatly reduce the speed of condensation of divine essence.

But Chen Zhian has already stepped into the stage of rough jade, and the Five Zen Flowers can only be used as medicinal herbs to restore his spiritual energy.

But now, there is another pavilion in Baiyujing... Chen Zhian no longer seems to need the Five Zen Flowers to restore his spiritual energy.

His eyes fell on a loft behind Mingjing Tower and Qingshan Tower.

As early as when Chen Zhian was still in the Shenyun period, he had already sensed the existence of this attic.

When he was attacked by Qi Tianchong, he entered the realm of unpolished jade, and the pavilion was fully revealed.

It was precisely because of the existence of this pavilion that Chen Zhian's slightly damaged spirit was instantly restored to its original state.

Chen Zhian looked carefully and found that the pavilion was hidden in the clouds and mist, but it was not built on the land of Baiyujing. Instead, it was suspended in the air.

Even the pavilion was emitting bursts of cool light, illuminating the surrounding fog, and from a distance it looked like a moon.

【Guanghan Tower】!
"The clear sunlight of the Great Cold illuminates and nourishes the spirit."

Just four words fell into Chen Zhian's mind, and made Chen Zhian understand why Guanghan Tower could restore his spiritual essence.

"The moonlight from Guanghan Tower can nourish the spirit and restore the spirit's injuries... and the recovery speed is extremely fast, even better than panacea."

When Chen Zhian thought of this, he suddenly looked at Fu Tingjun who was perched on a mountain peak.

Fu Tingjun's huge dragon head was puffing out smoke, and his whiskers were drooping, making him look a little listless.

He has been in Baiyujing for some time.

But Fu Tingjun discovered that without his physical body as nourishment, the True Dragon Spirit was seriously injured, so seriously that he could not recover easily.

In a few days, his spiritual energy has only increased a little. It is unknown how long it will take for his spiritual energy to be fully restored and for him to be able to condense his body again.

Until today...

“Where did the sun go?”

Fu Tingjun slept for a long time. He opened his eyes in a daze and felt a little cold. Nan Liujing's light did not shine on him.

He subconsciously raised the dragon head, wanting to take a look at the southern scenery in the sky.

Until this moment, he saw the clouds in the sky gathering and turning into a pair of huge eyes, staring at him.

Fu Tingjun lowered his head subconsciously: "Master Baiyujing..."

He spoke slowly and respectfully.

The next moment, Fu Tingjun saw a pavilion slowly emerging in the distant sky, and the clouds outside the pavilion shone with light, falling on him.

In an instant, Fu Tingjun felt that the gentle light, like bright moonlight, was mixed with unimaginable power.

When the light fell on him, his extremely weak divine energy actually began to grow and grow...

It's much faster than the previous few days.

Fu Tingjun was overjoyed and looked up subconsciously.

But I saw that the clouds in the sky had dissipated at some point, and Nan Liujing was still shining high in the sky, and the sunlight fell on him again.

"Thank you, Lord Baiyujing." Fu Tingjun felt more grateful.

The Lord of Baiyujing saved his life, and now he is using his great power to help him heal his wounds...

This is already a great favor.

"When I have healed my wounds, restored my physical body, and practiced hard for a hundred years to avenge myself, I will definitely come back to repay you." Fu Tingjun thought to himself.

He was over 200 years old, which seemed like a long time, but most of the time he was just practicing in the water or sleeping soundly, and plus, dragons had a long life.

At this time, Fu Tingjun was just a teenager both psychologically and physically.

Chen Zhian's consciousness looked down at the excited Fu Tingjun and he nodded with satisfaction.

Then he looked towards Qingshan Tower. All of a sudden, the fog covering the outside of Qingshan Tower dissipated, revealing a seven-story building.

"There are still 130 Yujing Qi left. Can we enter the first floor?"

Chen Zhian controlled the energy of Yujing and dropped it on the Qingshan Tower, one after another... until ninety-three energy of Yujing were integrated into it.

But in an instant, the first floor of the pavilion suddenly opened, and a message immediately fell into Chen Zhian's mind.

Chen Zhian was stunned, and his consciousness immediately left Baiyujing.

In the courtyard room, Chen Zhian stretched out his hand, and the nine thousand forged Dou Ji long sword appeared in his hand.

He drew out the Dou Ji and placed one finger on the long sword. Ten streams of Yu Jing Qi flowed from Bai Yu Jing into the first floor of Qing Shan Tower.

Immediately afterwards, a strange aura burst out from the first floor of Qingshan Tower, suddenly crossed the space and landed on his finger.

A ray of light burst out from his fingers, leaving its mark on the Dou Ji long sword.

For a moment, the very faint inscriptions on the long sword.

At the same time, information from Qingshan Tower flowed into Chen Zhian's mind.

[The long sword is forged nine thousand times, the nature of the weapon is engraved with the first level of Qingshan, the true essence flows in and cuts out, seventy-seven rays of starlight are inextinguishable. ]

Chen Zhian's eyes lit up, and he activated the Twelve-Layer Sword Technique of Badu Beiqu, slashing at will with the Dou Ji long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, seventy or eighty rays of starlight shone around the long sword, and the terrifying thing was...

As long as Chen Zhian continued to send in his true energy, the white light would hardly dissipate.

"This is different from the previous Douji Long Sword, which used all its true energy to cut out more than ten rays of starlight."

"With this Qingshan Inscription, can a knife emit dozens of blade auras, so that there will be no blind spots up, down, left, or right?"

"And this is the first level effect of Qingshan Tower. The Douji Sword's characteristics also state that this is the first level of Qingshan Inscription. If I gather more Yujing Qi later, I can continue to upgrade and strengthen this effect. I wonder what I can upgrade to."

Chen Zhian was full of expectations.

His Qingshan Tower is just like the Young Tiger Monument. The higher the ranking, the stronger the Taoist magical powers.

He was secretly rejoicing when the new doorman on Fossan Street came knocking on the door again, and Chen Zhian went to open it.

The doorman spoke very politely. Chen Zhian looked at the carriage at the intersection of Fossan Street.

"This Li Zhuqiu is finally willing to come here on his own." Chen Zhian thought to himself.

"The minister has ordered Mr. Chen to get in the carriage for a chat," said the doorman.

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's face. He said "I understand" to the gatekeeper and closed the gate.

He returned to the octagonal pavilion and practiced his Qi, completely ignoring the Shangshu who was waiting in the carriage.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

Someone knocked on the door again. Chen Zhian realized through his spiritual thoughts that the person coming was not Li Zhuqiu. He just looked somewhat like Li Zhuqiu, but was a little younger. He should be Li Haiye, the sixth son of the Li family.

Li Haiye came knocking on the door, and Chen Zhian knew without much guessing that he wanted to ask Chen Zhian to come out.

So Chen Zhian still didn't pay much attention to it. He let Li Haiye knock for a while before turning around and leaving.

After some time, there was another knock on the door.

Chen Zhian then kicked a stone and opened the bolt.

"Come in." He said casually.

The scenery in the yard is actually quite nice. At the entrance, several clusters of jasmine are blooming wildly. One flower can fill a room with fragrance. The white petals are like stars, and the rich fragrance permeates every inch of the air.

There is a small pond in the small yard. The clear water is flowing and the lotus flowers are spread out like jade plates, about to bloom, like shy young boys. When the breeze blows, the lotus fragrance wafts through the pond, creating ripples on the water.

But the visitor seemed to be completely oblivious to the beautiful scenery. He stepped into the courtyard, strode forward with his head held high, and was even unwilling to take a look at the landscaping in the courtyard.

Li Haiye followed Li Zhuqiu closely, with a look of joy on his face.

Perhaps it was because Li Zhuqiu was willing to come to Chen Zhian's courtyard that it was a good thing for Li Haiye to meet a blood relative.

Li Zhuqiu walked all the way to the octagonal pavilion.

But Chen Zhian was seen leaning casually on the railing, his right hand falling into the small pond.

The wind blew, creating ripples in the water, and the flowing water caressed his palms, which seemed to make him quite enjoyable.

Li Zhuqiu thought about it and did not wait for Chen Zhian to invite him. He walked into the courtyard and sat opposite Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian finally turned around and took a closer look at Li Zhuqiu.

It was already late when he went to Li's house. Li Zhuqiu was sitting very far away, and Chen Zhian was unwilling to visit him any longer.

But when he looked at her again today, he found that Li Zhuqiu was very different from his mother. His mother's face was as white as jade, and even though her complexion looked a little haggard and pale due to years of worry, she still looked beautiful.

But Li Zhuqiu was different.

Li Zhuqiu wore a tall crown, his face was dark, and his eyes were even a little fierce. He looked as if he had been seriously ill...

No, it's not a serious illness, but it's a terminal illness.

Chen Zhian was somewhat confused, but he felt that a wealthy and prominent family like the Li family would not be unaware that the head of the family was seriously ill, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Chen Zhian was looking at Li Zhuqiu, and Li Zhuqiu was also looking at Chen Zhian.

He saw that there was indeed some resemblance between Chen Zhian's eyebrows and eyes to a member of the Li family, and for some reason, he felt some strange emotions in his heart.

So Li Zhuqiu said in a hoarse voice: "Look carefully, your eyes are exactly the same as your mother's..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Zhian suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears even came out of his eyes.

"Sir Shangshu, you came to my house in person. Are you trying to tell me that I am a descendant of your Li family? Even my eyebrows and eyes are similar to those of your Li family members, right?"

Li Haiye, who was standing behind Li Zhuqiu, frowned and wanted to speak, but he dared not say more due to Li Zhuqiu's majesty.

Li Zhuqiu saw Chen Zhian laughing, but his expression did not change at all, nor was he angry: "Whether you admit it or not, your mother is indeed Li Yinxi, my daughter, and you are also my Li family's grandson, and you do have my Li family's blood flowing in your body."

"Oh." Chen Zhian stopped laughing and looked at Li Zhuqiu quietly.

Li Zhuqiu continued, "I don't want to hide it. Your sixth uncle and I came here today because your name is on the Young Tiger Monument, proving your talent and proving that you are not a useless person in Sunan Prefecture."

"So I came here in person to tell you... the Luwu Mirror is not a treasure to you, but a spell that will hasten your death."

"The aristocratic families in the world are not monolithic. They have their own interests and conflicts.

However, when it comes to the Qinglong Mirror and Luwu Mirror, their views are surprisingly consistent.

Prime Minister Song proposed it, and the sage agreed, so the adults just agreed to it and waited for a person from the noble families in the world to emerge and take control of the two seals.

If anyone else wants to get their hands on these two seals, they must be prepared to lose their heads."

"Chen Zhian, are you ready to lose your head?"

After listening to Li Zhuqiu's words, Chen Zhian's eyes slowly lit up: "So, these two seals are indeed useful?"

Li Zhuqiu did not answer, but continued: "You are on the Young Tiger Monument, and you defeated Si Hougui. The most important thing is that you are only nineteen years old this year, and you still have great potential. If you can make great progress on the path of cultivation, you can even touch the gate of heaven and see the scenery of fate in the future."

"Such a talent, dying under that seal, isn't it a pity?"

Chen Zhian smiled and nodded, saying, "What does the Minister mean?"

Li Zhuqiu said without hesitation: "You can return to my Li family, and you don't even need to change your surname to Li. I will let you keep your surname Chen!
In the future, my Li family will definitely do our best to cultivate you. In addition to my Li family, there are also the six surnames of Dayu, the Jiang family, and the Wei family who will remember the benefits of you giving up the seal and will also give you many conveniences. "

"Whether you want to become an official or practice meditation, there are many benefits for you."

“The divine power of heaven, the innate qi, the energy of the true Dao, and even the fruit of the true Dao, even if my Li family does not have it, the six families of Dayu can find it, so that you will have no worries from now on, and you will make rapid progress all the way and step onto the clouds naturally.”

"Chen Zhian, what do you think?"

Chen Zhian listened carefully. After a few breaths, he suddenly stood up and looked down at Li Zhuqiu: "Sir Shangshu, if this is the case, can the marriage between the Si and Li families be cancelled?"

"Besides, I said I want to cut off one of Li Fushu's hands. Can you give it to me?"

Li Haiye's expression changed slightly.

Li Zhuqiu remained calm and said, "If you want Li Fushu to give me a hand, I will discuss it with Bodu. Given his personality, he will give it to you."

"But the marriage contract between the Si and Li families cannot be changed. This marriage contract is beneficial to the Li family and has no harm. Why should it be changed?"

Chen Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Zhuqiu looked at him with some confusion.

Chen Zhian shook his head and said, "Thinking carefully, I am only at the Unpolished Jade stage now. Not to mention the Creation, I still have a long way to go to reach the Jade Palace.

But General Rongtian is different. He has already climbed the Riding Whale Monument and is in a high position, able to touch the edge of creation.

I can clearly tell what is more important and what is less important, and Your Excellency the Minister can naturally tell it even more clearly.

Chen Zhian can understand that the Minister does not want to offend General Rongtian. "

"But... the Li family doesn't even have this much sincerity, and they still want me to give up my qualification to hold the seal and become a dog for your family?"

Chen Zhian sneered and said directly: "If I can hold the seal and the long whip in my hand, even if the sage of the dynasty wants to command me, I need to raise my hand and whip it. At least it gives me the qualification to whip it, so that I can show off my power and slap your face.

Your aristocratic family, on the other hand, makes some empty promises and draws a pie in the sky, and then wants me to kneel down and obey your orders, wagging my tail and begging you for those so-called spiritual nourishment.

Li Zhuqiu, you are over seventy years old, and it is said that you have died once. Where have you been for more than seventy years?"

"Chen Zhian!"

Li Haiye behind Li Zhuqiu couldn't help but shout angrily.

Li Zhuqiu's expression, which had never changed, finally became a little colder.

"Chen Zhian, it's not that easy to hold the seal. You are facing a noble family in the world. If you want to hold the seal and wield the whip, you must not die first.

Today I come to reconcile with you. If you don't let go of your stubbornness and worthless pride, there is only one way, and that is death."

Li Zhuqiu stood up slowly while speaking: "From today onwards, until you die, you will not be able to see me, let alone your mother... When you die at the hands of a noble family, I will inform your mother."

He turned his sleeves and was about to leave, but Chen Zhian shook his head and said, "Sir Shangshu, you said one thing wrong."

"You said that the marriage between the Si and Li families would only benefit the Li family, but you forgot that I, Chen Zhian, am still here.

The harm is... you forced me to hold the seal."

Chen Zhian said this and grinned again: "You said I would never see my mother again... but I must go see her, and I will see her tomorrow."

"If you dare to enter Hongdou Courtyard, I will kill you as a matter of course." The murderous light that had been brewing in Li Zhuqiu's eyes became more and more intense: "Even the elders of our blood relationship see you, you still don't know what forgiveness is. Killing you will not be considered as my heartlessness."

Li Zhuqiu stepped out of the courtyard.

Chen Zhian's voice came again slowly: "The so-called forgiveness is nothing more than an excuse for the weak. They don't have the courage to retaliate. Or it may be caused by evil people like the Shangshu Lord, because they have harmed others and are afraid that others will come to collect the debt..."

"Sir Shangshu, I came to Xuan Tianjing to collect a debt."

For some reason, Li Zhuqiu paused for two breaths before walking away.

ps: There are monthly tickets and more updates in the evening

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