Chapter 234 Uncle, You Are Here
Great Wei, Kyoto.
In the imperial city, blood flowed like a river.
On this day, no officials of the Wei Dynasty attended court because Emperor Jing had returned.
The old emperor meets the new emperor, and the new emperor is not ready to give up his position.
So on this day, the palace was slaughtered.
Emperor Jing looked at Emperor Yuan, who was trembling on the throne, and said, "Someone, bring the white silk and poisoned wine."
A eunuch came before Emperor Yuan carrying white silk and poisoned wine.
Emperor Yuan roared, "You can't kill me. I'm your son. You're committing regicide. You'll be cursed for eternity!"
Emperor Jing sneered and then waved his hand.
Several eunuchs gave Emperor Yuan a dose of poisoned wine.
"Your Majesty, you are finally back." A kind-looking monk appeared in the court after the death of Emperor Yuan.
Emperor Jing snorted coldly: "National Master, you came at a great time."
Pudu Cihang sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I was besieged by the demon sect some time ago and was seriously injured. Now that I have just recovered from my injuries, I rushed here without stopping when I heard that Your Majesty has returned."
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "Since the Imperial Master is injured, he should just rest and take good care of himself. He doesn't need to be the Imperial Master anymore. There will be someone else to take over the position in the future!"
Pudu Cihang was slightly stunned: "Your Majesty, may I ask who will serve as the national teacher?"
"Pudu Cihang, the position of national teacher naturally belongs to me, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong." Zhang Ziling appeared beside Emperor Jing.
Pudu Cihang looked at Zhang Ziling deeply, and then disappeared.
After Pudu Cihang left, Emperor Jing looked at Zhang Ziling eagerly: "Master Zhang, that thing."
Zhang Ziling didn't waste any words and took out a piece of grass.
This grass is actually the immortal grass.
During the journey to the secret realm, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong and Zhou Ping arrived at the final level and received the Immortal Grass as a reward.
Emperor Jing hurriedly grabbed the immortal grass and ate it.
After a while, the wrinkles on Emperor Jing's face gradually disappeared, and the white hair turned black!
"Thank you, Master Zhang." Emperor Jing was in high spirits.
Zhang Ziling waved his hand and said, "There are two of these immortal herbs. I, Tianzong, got one, and Zhou Ping got one."
There was a flash of cold light in Emperor Jing's eyes, and he nodded slightly.
Smart people don't need to say much, they will naturally understand what the other person means.
Zhang Ziling took the initiative to reveal that Zhou Ping had the Immortal Grass, which was actually telling Emperor Jing that our Tianzong had a grudge against him, and if you can deal with him, we will also take action.
The next moment, Zhang Ziling appeared in the Taoist Tianzong, Zhang family.
The madam of Qinghe County Jiaofangsi appeared beside Zhang Ziling.
"How is the Saint?" Zhang Ziling asked.
The madam bowed slightly and replied: "The Saint has entered the first rank of Taoism, and Yan Yi has returned to her original form. Now she has all three souls!"
Zhang Ziling smiled and nodded: "I thought that in the secret realm, Zhou Ping took out the sacred Buddhist artifact, the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads, which would cause a conflict between Buddhism and Confucianism. Who knew that the damn Pu Ren was unwilling to return the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads, which disrupted my plan."
The madam nodded and said, "What should we do?"
“I never thought Zhou Ping could enter the last level of the secret realm, but since he has the Immortal Grass, he is innocent except for possessing the treasure.” Zhang Ziling smiled gently, “Pudu Cihang and I are competing for the position of the Imperial Master. For the sake of the incense in this world, he must help Emperor Jing!”
The madam said, "The head of the family is indeed very smart. However, some elders in the clan still don't want the Tianzong to enter the world to compete for incense."
Zhang Ziling snorted coldly: "Do you think you can become a saint without incense like the Taoist saint? The ancestor relied on the furnace and cauldron method to absorb the cultivation of the demon queen, which is the reason why he was able to become a saint, but this furnace and cauldron method has not been passed down. If you want to become a saint now, incense is the only way."
The madam nodded and said, "Then let the Buddhists and Confucians compete for the incense. We, the Tianzong, will wait in the background."
Zhang Ziling chuckled and looked up at the sky: "Ancient God? When the Taoist Ancestor saw through the secret of this world, many of our ancestors became devastated after knowing the truth. I am different, Zhang Ziling! Even if there are gods in this world, I will kill them!"
Zhang Ziling has long known that there are gods in this world. This is what was passed down by the Taoist ancestor.
The Taoist ancestor believed that there were gods in this world and searched for traces of gods everywhere, but later they disappeared without a trace.
Later people believed that the gods ate the Taoist Saint and several saints who came after him.
Zhang Ziling wanted to use the incense and offerings from the human world to recreate a saint. He wanted to make the saint girl into a saint!
Taoism has a magic that can separate a person's three souls into three people, allowing the three people to experience life and then become one person again.
The benefit of this technique is that it allows people to cultivate several types of skills.
When the cultivation is superimposed together, it will burst out with tremendous power.
Once someone reaches the third level through one method, it would be very difficult for them to use several hundred years of their life to practice other methods, because they have already chosen one path and it is difficult to practice other methods.
The art of splitting the soul can split a person into three, and then each can experience life independently, so that they will not be affected.
This is the case with the Holy Maiden of Tianzong. She is extremely talented and was split into three parts after birth and sent to the mundane world.
One of them is He Yunqing, who has already achieved the third level of Confucian cultivation.
The second is Mingyue, who also has the third level of Buddhist cultivation.
The third is Yan Yi, who has the cultivation level of a fourth-grade warrior.
The three of them became one, and achieved the first-level Taoist cultivation.
The four groups of practitioners have a higher level of cultivation than Zhou Ping!
With Mingyue's current level of cultivation, even Zhang Ziling himself felt that he was no match for him.
Zhou Ping is a second-rank Confucian, a third-rank Buddhist, a ninth-rank Taoist, and a third-rank warrior!
Zhou Ping seems to be a little bit inferior to Mingyue.
However, Zhou Ping has the blessing of the "Demon Lord" and he still has demonic energy. From this perspective, Zhou Ping may not necessarily lose to Mingyue.
But Zhou Ping is not yet of the first rank!
The first-grade master can teleport, but Zhou Ping doesn’t have this skill yet!
"Master, will it really affect the popularity of incense if Buddhism and Confucianism fight each other?" asked the madam.
Zhang Ziling said: "The incense of Confucianism and Buddhism is all on Pudu Cihang. The Buddhists built temples everywhere just to build momentum for Pudu Cihang. Pudu Cihang wants to become the next Buddha saint."
"As for Confucianism, Fan Zhongfu is not interested in becoming a saint. He just wants the common people to live a good life. But he originally wanted Fan Shiyi to take over the Confucian incense, but now it has become Zhou Ping." Zhang Ziling paused, then pinched his hands, "I still can't see through this Zhou Ping!"
Taoist fortune-telling techniques are very powerful. Although they cannot predict everything, they can predict 70% to 80%.
However, every time Zhang Ziling wanted to calculate Zhou Ping, he always felt confused!
This also made Zhang Ziling afraid that Zhou Ping would compete with the Saint Maiden for incense, affecting the Saint Maiden's enlightenment of Tianzong and affecting Zhang Ziling's plan.
Buddhism.
Pudu Cihang sat high on a golden lotus platform, with Pu Ren and Xiao Baiyun kneeling below him.
"Pu Ren, you have entered the third rank, and Bai Yun has entered the second rank." Pu Du Ci Hang was slightly satisfied, "I thought you had no hope of entering the third rank in this lifetime."
Pu Ren fell to his knees and said, "Thanks to Zhou Ping, he wrote a Buddhist scripture that gave me some enlightenment, and I was able to reach the third level."
Xiao Baiyun said at the side: "Master, I was able to reach the second rank because of Zhou Ping's Buddhist scriptures."
Pudu Cihang was a little upset because his position as the imperial teacher was going to be taken away from him, but Emperor Jing sent someone to look for Pudu Cihang again.
As long as Pudu Cihang can get the Immortal Grass in Zhou Ping's hands, then Pudu Cihang may not be unable to continue until it becomes obsolete.
Pu Ren immediately presented the "Altar Sutra". Pu Du Ci Hang looked at the Altar Sutra and was shocked.
There have been no Buddhist scriptures since the time of the Buddha, because the Buddha alone wrote all the Buddhist scriptures.
But Pu Ren didn't expect Zhou Ping to be so powerful!
Even Pudu Cihang could not have written this Buddhist scripture.
"Master, I'm wondering if this Buddhist scripture was not written by Zhou Ping, but by the master." Pu Ren said.
Pu Ren knew that Zhou Ping had the Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads. According to Pu Du Ci Hang, the beads were previously in the hands of his master.
"Master?" Pudu Cihang suddenly thought. If Zhou Ping happened to go to the place where his master passed away, would he know his secret?
Sky-devouring Spiritual Technique!
This is Pu Ren's biggest secret!
Although Pu Ren is only a first-grade warrior, he is stronger than most of the first-grade warriors.
Last time, Pu Ren fought against four people alone and was not at a disadvantage at all.
The Sky-Devouring Spirit Technique is extremely domineering, and the practitioner will eventually turn into a monster.
Monsters are also extremely powerful, far more powerful than humans.
“If he knew the secret, we could not keep him here.” Pudu Cihang closed his eyes gently.
Kyoto, Academy.
Fan Zhongfu was also shocked when he looked at the Three Hundred Poems and the Altar Sutra on the table.
"Confucianism should flourish, our Confucianism should flourish!" Fan Zhongfu was very excited.
Fan Zhongfu was born in poverty and he was not good at writing poetry, but he was able to understand other people's poems, especially those that described the sufferings of the people.
So Fan Zhongfu reached the first rank.
After Fan Zhongfu became a third-rank official, he spent a long time either studying or teaching.
The academy does not participate in worldly affairs.
Fan Zhongfu’s idea was very simple. He wanted to teach many good students and then let these people serve as officials in the court, so that the people could live a good life.
But Fan Zhongfu still thought too simply, no matter how he taught his students how to be a gentleman.
However, once these scholars entered the officialdom, they quickly became corrupt officials.
Let alone doing practical things, it would be good enough if we just don't bully ordinary people.
However, Zhou Ping is very different.
Fan Shiyi is a man of great talent, but he doesn't understand worldly things.
Zhou Ping was different. He was originally a layman, but he wrote many poems.
"Many people in the secret realm have passed the Confucian Sage Remnant Soul Level by relying on Zhou Ping's poems. I really want to know what Zhou Ping's answer is? Is it still these four sentences?"
When Fan Zhongfu walked on the street, he saw poor people selling their children, disabled children begging, and the bustling music bureau.
"If Zhou Ping is interested in becoming an official, I can let him serve in the court! No, even if he doesn't want to, I will guide him to serve in the court. Perhaps with Zhou Ping around, the world will be a little different." Fan Zhongfu murmured to himself.
Qinghe County.
Zhou Ping buried his head between the two peaks, touching the two soft things with his hands, unwilling to let go, as if once he let go he would never be able to touch them again.
"What's wrong?" Liu Ruyan asked, touching Zhou Pingtou.
Zhou Ping sighed: "My cultivation is too low. I want to improve it quickly."
Liu Ruyan said: "You are already a second-rank Confucian scholar, and you have 300 poems circulating in the world. I think you will be able to get promoted to the first rank soon."
Zhou Ping said, "I'm afraid you'll leave before you even reach the first level."
Liu Ruyan was slightly stunned.
Zhou Ping said, "But you are right. I will reach the first rank sooner or later. By then, I will find you no matter where you are, Taoist Tianzong or whatever!"
Liu Ruyan was stunned at first, then smiled gently: "You know?"
Zhou Ping shook his head: "I don't know."
Liu Ruyan pressed Zhou Ping's head against her chest and began to tell her story.
"I was originally a little girl from a mountain village. Later, my master came to the village and saw me. She knew that I had wisdom, so she took me away."
"I became an outsider of the Tianzong and became a third-rank official."
"After reaching the third rank, Patriarch Zhang arranged for me to be a protector to watch over He Yunqing's growth."
"Later, He Yunqing was taken away by the Zhang family. I was going to leave, but the head of the Zhang family wanted me to stay here."
Liu Ruyan paused: "I know, he asked me to stay here, mostly for you."
Zhou Ping didn't say anything. Liu Ruyan's words were similar to what he thought. He knew that Liu Ruyan was here to do a mission, but he didn't know that Liu Ruyan's mission was actually He Yunqing.
"Also, Mingyue from the Music Bureau and Yanyi are both members of the Zhang family, and they also have protectors around them." Liu Ruyan continued.
Zhou Ping nodded. He also noticed that Yan Yi had disappeared in the past few days.
"Yan Yi is also a member of the Zhang family, so who is her protector? Uncle Lame?" Zhou Ping asked.
Liu Ruyan shook her head: "Yan Yi's protector doesn't like to show up in public, so she hides in the dark, not Uncle Lame."
Zhou Ping nodded, but he felt something was wrong: "He Yunqing, Mingyue, and Yanyi are all members of the Zhang family. Were they all adopted from the Zhang family?"
Liu Ruyan thought for a moment, frowned and said, "It should be, but I didn't bring her out. I was here as planned, and then He Yunqing was born. The Zhang family cast a spell to make people think that the child was born by me, but in fact they sent it here."
Zhou Ping finally realized that something was wrong.
After Zhou Ping devoured the Demon Lord's soul, fragments of the Demon Lord's memory would occasionally flash.
When Zhou Ping saw Yan Yi, the scene of the Demon Lord pinning down Yan Yi's mother flashed through his mind. Yan Yi looked very similar to her mother, and her appearance also somewhat resembled the Demon Lord.
Zhou Ping always thought that Yan Yi was the daughter of the Demon Lord.
But how could she be a member of the Zhang family?
While Zhou Ping was thinking about the reason, Liu Ruyan had already fallen asleep in his arms.
Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came into Zhou Ping's ears.
Zhou Ping put on his clothes, then floated out of the yard and flew in one direction.
During the flight, demonic aura gradually spread over Zhou Ping's body, and his appearance changed as well, and he turned into the Demon Lord.
"Uncle, you are here. The girl has been waiting for you for a long time."
(End of this chapter)
Great Wei, Kyoto.
In the imperial city, blood flowed like a river.
On this day, no officials of the Wei Dynasty attended court because Emperor Jing had returned.
The old emperor meets the new emperor, and the new emperor is not ready to give up his position.
So on this day, the palace was slaughtered.
Emperor Jing looked at Emperor Yuan, who was trembling on the throne, and said, "Someone, bring the white silk and poisoned wine."
A eunuch came before Emperor Yuan carrying white silk and poisoned wine.
Emperor Yuan roared, "You can't kill me. I'm your son. You're committing regicide. You'll be cursed for eternity!"
Emperor Jing sneered and then waved his hand.
Several eunuchs gave Emperor Yuan a dose of poisoned wine.
"Your Majesty, you are finally back." A kind-looking monk appeared in the court after the death of Emperor Yuan.
Emperor Jing snorted coldly: "National Master, you came at a great time."
Pudu Cihang sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I was besieged by the demon sect some time ago and was seriously injured. Now that I have just recovered from my injuries, I rushed here without stopping when I heard that Your Majesty has returned."
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said, "Since the Imperial Master is injured, he should just rest and take good care of himself. He doesn't need to be the Imperial Master anymore. There will be someone else to take over the position in the future!"
Pudu Cihang was slightly stunned: "Your Majesty, may I ask who will serve as the national teacher?"
"Pudu Cihang, the position of national teacher naturally belongs to me, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong." Zhang Ziling appeared beside Emperor Jing.
Pudu Cihang looked at Zhang Ziling deeply, and then disappeared.
After Pudu Cihang left, Emperor Jing looked at Zhang Ziling eagerly: "Master Zhang, that thing."
Zhang Ziling didn't waste any words and took out a piece of grass.
This grass is actually the immortal grass.
During the journey to the secret realm, the Holy Maiden of Tianzong and Zhou Ping arrived at the final level and received the Immortal Grass as a reward.
Emperor Jing hurriedly grabbed the immortal grass and ate it.
After a while, the wrinkles on Emperor Jing's face gradually disappeared, and the white hair turned black!
"Thank you, Master Zhang." Emperor Jing was in high spirits.
Zhang Ziling waved his hand and said, "There are two of these immortal herbs. I, Tianzong, got one, and Zhou Ping got one."
There was a flash of cold light in Emperor Jing's eyes, and he nodded slightly.
Smart people don't need to say much, they will naturally understand what the other person means.
Zhang Ziling took the initiative to reveal that Zhou Ping had the Immortal Grass, which was actually telling Emperor Jing that our Tianzong had a grudge against him, and if you can deal with him, we will also take action.
The next moment, Zhang Ziling appeared in the Taoist Tianzong, Zhang family.
The madam of Qinghe County Jiaofangsi appeared beside Zhang Ziling.
"How is the Saint?" Zhang Ziling asked.
The madam bowed slightly and replied: "The Saint has entered the first rank of Taoism, and Yan Yi has returned to her original form. Now she has all three souls!"
Zhang Ziling smiled and nodded: "I thought that in the secret realm, Zhou Ping took out the sacred Buddhist artifact, the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads, which would cause a conflict between Buddhism and Confucianism. Who knew that the damn Pu Ren was unwilling to return the Holy Bodhi Buddha Beads, which disrupted my plan."
The madam nodded and said, "What should we do?"
“I never thought Zhou Ping could enter the last level of the secret realm, but since he has the Immortal Grass, he is innocent except for possessing the treasure.” Zhang Ziling smiled gently, “Pudu Cihang and I are competing for the position of the Imperial Master. For the sake of the incense in this world, he must help Emperor Jing!”
The madam said, "The head of the family is indeed very smart. However, some elders in the clan still don't want the Tianzong to enter the world to compete for incense."
Zhang Ziling snorted coldly: "Do you think you can become a saint without incense like the Taoist saint? The ancestor relied on the furnace and cauldron method to absorb the cultivation of the demon queen, which is the reason why he was able to become a saint, but this furnace and cauldron method has not been passed down. If you want to become a saint now, incense is the only way."
The madam nodded and said, "Then let the Buddhists and Confucians compete for the incense. We, the Tianzong, will wait in the background."
Zhang Ziling chuckled and looked up at the sky: "Ancient God? When the Taoist Ancestor saw through the secret of this world, many of our ancestors became devastated after knowing the truth. I am different, Zhang Ziling! Even if there are gods in this world, I will kill them!"
Zhang Ziling has long known that there are gods in this world. This is what was passed down by the Taoist ancestor.
The Taoist ancestor believed that there were gods in this world and searched for traces of gods everywhere, but later they disappeared without a trace.
Later people believed that the gods ate the Taoist Saint and several saints who came after him.
Zhang Ziling wanted to use the incense and offerings from the human world to recreate a saint. He wanted to make the saint girl into a saint!
Taoism has a magic that can separate a person's three souls into three people, allowing the three people to experience life and then become one person again.
The benefit of this technique is that it allows people to cultivate several types of skills.
When the cultivation is superimposed together, it will burst out with tremendous power.
Once someone reaches the third level through one method, it would be very difficult for them to use several hundred years of their life to practice other methods, because they have already chosen one path and it is difficult to practice other methods.
The art of splitting the soul can split a person into three, and then each can experience life independently, so that they will not be affected.
This is the case with the Holy Maiden of Tianzong. She is extremely talented and was split into three parts after birth and sent to the mundane world.
One of them is He Yunqing, who has already achieved the third level of Confucian cultivation.
The second is Mingyue, who also has the third level of Buddhist cultivation.
The third is Yan Yi, who has the cultivation level of a fourth-grade warrior.
The three of them became one, and achieved the first-level Taoist cultivation.
The four groups of practitioners have a higher level of cultivation than Zhou Ping!
With Mingyue's current level of cultivation, even Zhang Ziling himself felt that he was no match for him.
Zhou Ping is a second-rank Confucian, a third-rank Buddhist, a ninth-rank Taoist, and a third-rank warrior!
Zhou Ping seems to be a little bit inferior to Mingyue.
However, Zhou Ping has the blessing of the "Demon Lord" and he still has demonic energy. From this perspective, Zhou Ping may not necessarily lose to Mingyue.
But Zhou Ping is not yet of the first rank!
The first-grade master can teleport, but Zhou Ping doesn’t have this skill yet!
"Master, will it really affect the popularity of incense if Buddhism and Confucianism fight each other?" asked the madam.
Zhang Ziling said: "The incense of Confucianism and Buddhism is all on Pudu Cihang. The Buddhists built temples everywhere just to build momentum for Pudu Cihang. Pudu Cihang wants to become the next Buddha saint."
"As for Confucianism, Fan Zhongfu is not interested in becoming a saint. He just wants the common people to live a good life. But he originally wanted Fan Shiyi to take over the Confucian incense, but now it has become Zhou Ping." Zhang Ziling paused, then pinched his hands, "I still can't see through this Zhou Ping!"
Taoist fortune-telling techniques are very powerful. Although they cannot predict everything, they can predict 70% to 80%.
However, every time Zhang Ziling wanted to calculate Zhou Ping, he always felt confused!
This also made Zhang Ziling afraid that Zhou Ping would compete with the Saint Maiden for incense, affecting the Saint Maiden's enlightenment of Tianzong and affecting Zhang Ziling's plan.
Buddhism.
Pudu Cihang sat high on a golden lotus platform, with Pu Ren and Xiao Baiyun kneeling below him.
"Pu Ren, you have entered the third rank, and Bai Yun has entered the second rank." Pu Du Ci Hang was slightly satisfied, "I thought you had no hope of entering the third rank in this lifetime."
Pu Ren fell to his knees and said, "Thanks to Zhou Ping, he wrote a Buddhist scripture that gave me some enlightenment, and I was able to reach the third level."
Xiao Baiyun said at the side: "Master, I was able to reach the second rank because of Zhou Ping's Buddhist scriptures."
Pudu Cihang was a little upset because his position as the imperial teacher was going to be taken away from him, but Emperor Jing sent someone to look for Pudu Cihang again.
As long as Pudu Cihang can get the Immortal Grass in Zhou Ping's hands, then Pudu Cihang may not be unable to continue until it becomes obsolete.
Pu Ren immediately presented the "Altar Sutra". Pu Du Ci Hang looked at the Altar Sutra and was shocked.
There have been no Buddhist scriptures since the time of the Buddha, because the Buddha alone wrote all the Buddhist scriptures.
But Pu Ren didn't expect Zhou Ping to be so powerful!
Even Pudu Cihang could not have written this Buddhist scripture.
"Master, I'm wondering if this Buddhist scripture was not written by Zhou Ping, but by the master." Pu Ren said.
Pu Ren knew that Zhou Ping had the Holy Bodhi Buddhist beads. According to Pu Du Ci Hang, the beads were previously in the hands of his master.
"Master?" Pudu Cihang suddenly thought. If Zhou Ping happened to go to the place where his master passed away, would he know his secret?
Sky-devouring Spiritual Technique!
This is Pu Ren's biggest secret!
Although Pu Ren is only a first-grade warrior, he is stronger than most of the first-grade warriors.
Last time, Pu Ren fought against four people alone and was not at a disadvantage at all.
The Sky-Devouring Spirit Technique is extremely domineering, and the practitioner will eventually turn into a monster.
Monsters are also extremely powerful, far more powerful than humans.
“If he knew the secret, we could not keep him here.” Pudu Cihang closed his eyes gently.
Kyoto, Academy.
Fan Zhongfu was also shocked when he looked at the Three Hundred Poems and the Altar Sutra on the table.
"Confucianism should flourish, our Confucianism should flourish!" Fan Zhongfu was very excited.
Fan Zhongfu was born in poverty and he was not good at writing poetry, but he was able to understand other people's poems, especially those that described the sufferings of the people.
So Fan Zhongfu reached the first rank.
After Fan Zhongfu became a third-rank official, he spent a long time either studying or teaching.
The academy does not participate in worldly affairs.
Fan Zhongfu’s idea was very simple. He wanted to teach many good students and then let these people serve as officials in the court, so that the people could live a good life.
But Fan Zhongfu still thought too simply, no matter how he taught his students how to be a gentleman.
However, once these scholars entered the officialdom, they quickly became corrupt officials.
Let alone doing practical things, it would be good enough if we just don't bully ordinary people.
However, Zhou Ping is very different.
Fan Shiyi is a man of great talent, but he doesn't understand worldly things.
Zhou Ping was different. He was originally a layman, but he wrote many poems.
"Many people in the secret realm have passed the Confucian Sage Remnant Soul Level by relying on Zhou Ping's poems. I really want to know what Zhou Ping's answer is? Is it still these four sentences?"
When Fan Zhongfu walked on the street, he saw poor people selling their children, disabled children begging, and the bustling music bureau.
"If Zhou Ping is interested in becoming an official, I can let him serve in the court! No, even if he doesn't want to, I will guide him to serve in the court. Perhaps with Zhou Ping around, the world will be a little different." Fan Zhongfu murmured to himself.
Qinghe County.
Zhou Ping buried his head between the two peaks, touching the two soft things with his hands, unwilling to let go, as if once he let go he would never be able to touch them again.
"What's wrong?" Liu Ruyan asked, touching Zhou Pingtou.
Zhou Ping sighed: "My cultivation is too low. I want to improve it quickly."
Liu Ruyan said: "You are already a second-rank Confucian scholar, and you have 300 poems circulating in the world. I think you will be able to get promoted to the first rank soon."
Zhou Ping said, "I'm afraid you'll leave before you even reach the first level."
Liu Ruyan was slightly stunned.
Zhou Ping said, "But you are right. I will reach the first rank sooner or later. By then, I will find you no matter where you are, Taoist Tianzong or whatever!"
Liu Ruyan was stunned at first, then smiled gently: "You know?"
Zhou Ping shook his head: "I don't know."
Liu Ruyan pressed Zhou Ping's head against her chest and began to tell her story.
"I was originally a little girl from a mountain village. Later, my master came to the village and saw me. She knew that I had wisdom, so she took me away."
"I became an outsider of the Tianzong and became a third-rank official."
"After reaching the third rank, Patriarch Zhang arranged for me to be a protector to watch over He Yunqing's growth."
"Later, He Yunqing was taken away by the Zhang family. I was going to leave, but the head of the Zhang family wanted me to stay here."
Liu Ruyan paused: "I know, he asked me to stay here, mostly for you."
Zhou Ping didn't say anything. Liu Ruyan's words were similar to what he thought. He knew that Liu Ruyan was here to do a mission, but he didn't know that Liu Ruyan's mission was actually He Yunqing.
"Also, Mingyue from the Music Bureau and Yanyi are both members of the Zhang family, and they also have protectors around them." Liu Ruyan continued.
Zhou Ping nodded. He also noticed that Yan Yi had disappeared in the past few days.
"Yan Yi is also a member of the Zhang family, so who is her protector? Uncle Lame?" Zhou Ping asked.
Liu Ruyan shook her head: "Yan Yi's protector doesn't like to show up in public, so she hides in the dark, not Uncle Lame."
Zhou Ping nodded, but he felt something was wrong: "He Yunqing, Mingyue, and Yanyi are all members of the Zhang family. Were they all adopted from the Zhang family?"
Liu Ruyan thought for a moment, frowned and said, "It should be, but I didn't bring her out. I was here as planned, and then He Yunqing was born. The Zhang family cast a spell to make people think that the child was born by me, but in fact they sent it here."
Zhou Ping finally realized that something was wrong.
After Zhou Ping devoured the Demon Lord's soul, fragments of the Demon Lord's memory would occasionally flash.
When Zhou Ping saw Yan Yi, the scene of the Demon Lord pinning down Yan Yi's mother flashed through his mind. Yan Yi looked very similar to her mother, and her appearance also somewhat resembled the Demon Lord.
Zhou Ping always thought that Yan Yi was the daughter of the Demon Lord.
But how could she be a member of the Zhang family?
While Zhou Ping was thinking about the reason, Liu Ruyan had already fallen asleep in his arms.
Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came into Zhou Ping's ears.
Zhou Ping put on his clothes, then floated out of the yard and flew in one direction.
During the flight, demonic aura gradually spread over Zhou Ping's body, and his appearance changed as well, and he turned into the Demon Lord.
"Uncle, you are here. The girl has been waiting for you for a long time."
(End of this chapter)
