Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 171 Joan of Arc: Fake, all fake!

"I can roughly guess your plan. The only thing that surprises me is your current state." Wei Yuan shook the teacup in his hand, and the green tea leaves rose and fell with the shaking of the cup.

Pretending to be the King of Zhenbei is not a brilliant strategy.

But actually implementing it is extremely difficult.

Breath, cultivation, bloodline, and memory, none of these four can be missing.

"It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning, Lord Wei." Russell said modestly.

Seeing that Luo Su had no intention of explaining in detail, Wei Yuan did not care, because everyone has their own secrets. After Yang Yan and the others put the dishes away, he asked, "General Luo, did you come to see me to discuss something?"

Russell did not say anything, but used the Heavenly Gu and Qi to seal the entire tea room on the seventh floor. He stretched out his right hand and placed it on the table. Then, under Wei Yuan's curious gaze, a blood-red soldier ant with a body length of nearly five centimeters crawled out from his sleeve and rushed to Wei Yuan.

"Gu?" Wei Yuan picked up the soldier ant from the table and looked at it carefully.

This ant is not only huge in size, but also has two pincers on its mouthparts that look like they are cast from pure gold. One can feel how sharp they are just by looking at them.

Wei Yuan gathered his energy at his fingertips, bringing the strength of his fingers to the level of a peak fourth-grade warrior, and placed them near the soldier ant's mouth. The soldier ant seemed to have intelligence and understood Wei Yuan's intention. After looking up at the other party, it bit down with almost no resistance, causing its skin to break and bleed.

This scene made Wei Yuan look sideways. He had witnessed the Gu battle between Xu Qian'an and Li Miaozhen on the Wei River that day. At that time, he knew that Russell's Gu worms were very mysterious. Now, it seems that the Gu beasts he bred have reached an extraordinary level.

"This Gu is called the Sky-Horned Ant. I made it using the blood of the barbarian king Jilizhigu. It inherited some of the power from the barbarian ancestor gods." Russell introduced.

Wei Yuan then expressed his understanding.

Looking closely, one can indeed find faint totem patterns on the shell of the sky-horned ant.

Just like Zhu Jiu's ancestor was Zhulong, Jili Zhigu's ancestor was also famous in the era of gods and demons. He once chased the footsteps of the Golden Crow and traveled all over the land of China. Finally, he was killed by Yinglong before Tanggu.

"Kuafu..." Wei Yuan murmured.

Ever since the last barbarian leader who possessed the power of Kuafu was beheaded by Emperor Taizong five hundred years ago, no one from the barbarian tribe has successfully awakened, not even Jili Zhigu himself, otherwise he would not have been stuck at the third level and unable to make any progress.

Unexpectedly, the one who inherited this power was an ant.

"The sky-horned ants carry the laws on their bodies. With one strike, they can break the ban, the law, and the formation." Russell spoke eloquently without hiding anything.

Sure enough, when he heard the word "break the formation", Wei Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, and his eyes happened to meet Russell's.

Noticing the glint in the other person's eyes, he couldn't help but laugh: "Ning Yan has truly made an incredible friend. Remember to keep it a secret."

"Thank you for your kind words, Lord Wei. Don't worry." Russell agreed with a hint of tact.

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what happened?
Mu Nanzhi was full of questions, and suddenly the food in her mouth didn't taste good anymore. She looked left and right, thinking that she had heard the same sentence many times, so why didn't she understand it suddenly?

The most comfortable thing about talking to smart people is that you don’t have to make your words too clear. Just a brief conversation can clearly sort out the context of the matter and the future ideas.

After lunch, Russell took Mu Nanzhi away. He heard that a new theater had opened in the south of the city and was quite popular among wealthy families. Mu Nanzhi was the daughter of a scholarly family and naturally loved operas and variety shows. Russell couldn't persuade her, so he took her there to take a look.

"Foster father, I want to see you." x2
In the tea room on the seventh floor, just as Russell stepped out of the gate of the Imperial Observatory, the voices of Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou were heard outside the tea room door.

Wei Yuan did not respond, but instead stretched out his finger with interest to interact with the sky-horned ant on the table that was shaking its head.

He still needs time to think about whether he has been poisoned or not. After all, the child Gu is controlled by the mother Gu. He has been in a high position for a long time, so he always has to think more before doing anything.

But, at least one thing is certain.

After the autumn harvest this year, it is time to deal with the problems plaguing Qianlong City.

... "You mean, the Prince of Zhenbei first went to Lingbao Temple to see the Imperial Preceptor, and then went to the Night Watchmen's Office to see Wei Yuan, and neither the Imperial Preceptor nor Wei Yuan refused?"

In the secret room, Emperor Yuan Jing sat cross-legged on a cushion, listening to the report from his secret guards with a gloomy expression.

Russell went out with great fanfare and didn't think about hiding anything at all. The secret guards followed him all the way, but he was too lazy to care about them, and there was no need to care about them. The fire in Emperor Yuan Jing's heart was not burning strong enough, so he had to add some fuel to the fire.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the prince and princess stayed in Lingbao Temple and Haoqi Tower for half an hour respectively. Our people have no idea what they talked about during that time." The secret guard replied.

The night watchmen in the yamen were mostly fourth-rank, and Lingbao Temple was even more crowded with experts. The secret guards felt like they were going crazy even thinking about it, let alone trying to infiltrate.

"What do you think of the relationship between the prince and the princess?" Emperor Yuan Jing asked again.

"The couple lives in harmony and is very loving. The prince even accompanied the princess to the South City Opera Troupe to watch a half-hour play." The secret guard answered truthfully.

"Back off." Emperor Yuan Jing's face finally turned completely gloomy, and he was almost on the verge of a fit.

He waved his hand to let the secret guards leave, and with a wave of his sleeves, he extinguished the twinkling candlelight on the eternal lamp.

The already dim secret room was immediately completely shrouded in darkness.

Emperor Yuan Jing took a deep breath, calmed himself down, stood up silently, and turned the mechanism hidden in the secret room. The lapis lazuli bricks made a sound of turning, and a secret passage appeared in front of Emperor Yuan Jing. He stepped in without hesitation, and walked in the darkness for half an hour, finally arriving at a huge cave.

After a few minutes, a faint candlelight appeared in front.

As far as the eye can see, there are corpses everywhere: skulls, ribs, leg bones, hand bones... They are piled up to form four words: mountains of corpses.

It is difficult to estimate how many people have died here. Over the years, piles of bones have piled up.

An old body lay at the top of the bones, the location closest to the dragon vein.

The old man stared at Emperor Yuan Jing and said in a hoarse voice, "I remember telling you that if it's not important, don't come here to look for me."

His eyes were filled with malice, as if one look at him would lead you to fall with him.

Cruelty, greed, lust...all kinds of evil thoughts began to grow.

"The King of Zhenbei is back." Emperor Yuan Jing, whose cultivation was only at the early stage of the Golden Core, ignored the pollution and looked at the old man calmly, his tone without any fluctuation.

"That's good news." Emperor Zhendace chuckled. "His return means our plan has largely succeeded. All we have to do now is slowly spread the nation's fortune and wait for the Great Wizard to deliver the message."

Emperor Yuan Jing shook his head and said, "I suspect there is something wrong with the King of Zhenbei."

"Problem?" Emperor Joan of Arc was puzzled.

The Taoist secret technique of transforming into three pure ones in one breath can create three incarnations, but the incarnations are independent of each other and do not affect each other. They can only sense each other's status.

That is why, in the original novel, Emperor Yuan Jing had no idea about the death of King Zhenbei until he saw his body with his own eyes, and Asura was able to safely complete the pilgrimage journey with the help of this secret technique.

Emperor Yuan Jing then told Emperor Zhende about the resurrection of Prince Zhenbei.

"Resurrection from the dead, hehe, it must be the effect of the flower god's spiritual essence." Emperor Joan of Arc disagreed.

"He met with the Imperial Master and Wei Yuan this morning. I don't know what they discussed." Emperor Yuan Jing continued.

"..." Emperor Zhende began to ponder. The King of Zhenbei was his incarnation, and naturally his character was similar to his. Based on his understanding of himself, neither Luo Yuheng nor Wei Yuan would be willing to pay attention to him.

"He and Mu Nanzhi are in perfect harmony and inseparable." Emperor Yuan Jing said finally.

"There's a problem! There's something wrong with him!" Upon hearing this, Emperor Joan of Arc finally couldn't control herself and screamed, her voice even hoarseer and more hissing than a rusty gear.

This can't be him! He's not like that at all!
(End of this chapter)