I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 430: Shocked by the Five-Colored Divine Light
If you want to transform into a dragon, you must have water. How can you transform without water?

A true dragon cannot be raised in shallow water. There is no sea water in the inland. If Zhang Shicheng wants to transform himself into a dragon, he must first gather a great force.

"If the heavy rain continues like this, I'm afraid it will cause floods. Countless people will be displaced and it will be a big problem." Chen Xu looked at the dark clouds in the sky and saw that the clouds were densely covered with dark clouds. The clouds were thick and very low. There was no telling how much water was hidden in them.

"We can't care about that. These people are all the subjects of King Pingbian. He drowned his subjects. What does it have to do with us?" Zhang Chen said.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of it, but he simply can't. It's raining all over the north now. With just these three tricks, how can he control this overwhelming downpour?

Chen Xu also sighed: "Maybe we should prepare a big ship in advance."

"That's right! We should have prepared earlier." Zhang Chen moved his eyes away from the dark clouds and couldn't help but sigh softly. He felt annoyed. If it rained heavily for ten days or half a month, how many people would die?

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Zhang Chen mastered ultrasound and was very familiar with sounds. Those were the footsteps of Xie Lingyun.

There are thousands and thousands of footsteps in this world, and they all sound similar, but to Zhang Chen's ears, each person's footsteps are the same as their faces, each with a different face.

Zhang Chen turned his head and saw Xie Lingyun, wearing a straw raincoat and holding an oil-paper umbrella, appearing outside the inn.

After putting away the oil-paper umbrella, Xie Lingyun walked into the house, casually hung the raincoat on the wall, revealing the chain mail on his body.

Xie Lingyun not only cultivates his spirit, but he is also a very powerful warrior. The dozens of kilograms of chain mail hanging on his body seem to have no weight at all.

If someone had asked in the past: Can a person lift his body by holding up his own head?
Zhang Chen would answer affirmatively: No. But now that he has come into contact with the soul, the soul can control matter. With the help of the power of the soul, although it is difficult to pull up his own body, it is still no problem to lift the chain mail.

There is one biggest iron rule for those who practice the way of the spirit and soul, that is, the physical body is heavier than Mount Tai to them. It is almost impossible for the soul to drag the physical body to fly!
Unless one cultivates to the realm of Yang Shen!
As for why the fox fairy Nannan was able to run around the mountain holding her own body, it was because she had the great magical power of transformation into nothingness, which allowed her to directly interfere with matter and make it exert powerful magical powers, so that she could run while holding her own body.

However, Xie Lingyun could not lift her physical body, but relying on the power of her Yin Spirit to reduce the weight of the chain mail was no problem for her.

Zhang Chen looked at Xie Lingyun, who was covered in water vapor. He flicked his hand and all the water vapor on Xie Lingyun's body dissipated.

No matter whether it is an oil-paper umbrella or a straw raincoat, it is difficult to completely block out such a heavy rain.

"Something big has happened!" Xie Lingyun took a sip of hot tea, his voice full of solemnity: "You'd better join the Inspection Office, otherwise you'll probably die in the North."

"Is it because Zhang Shicheng is going to transform into a dragon again in the next few days?" Zhang Chen asked.

"The other party will most likely transform into a dragon successfully. That will be the time when Zhang Shicheng and the imperial court will break off!" Xie Lingyun's voice was full of seriousness. "Once Zhang Shicheng succeeds in transforming into a dragon, he will be at least an eleventh-level being. By then, no one in the North will be able to contend with him."

"Doesn't the imperial court have three magical artifacts to suppress fate?" Zhang Chen asked.

"An old fellow from the demon tribe appeared out of nowhere. He is good at using a colorful light and actually got hold of two national treasures." Xie Lingyun's voice was full of bitterness:
"The two artifacts must be left behind to suppress the fate and must not be easily moved, lest the powerful demon clan take advantage of the opportunity. Now the only hope for the North lies in the chief steward. He holds the spear of punishment. If we can sneak attack Zhang Shicheng at the critical moment of his transformation into a dragon and cause him to fail, then we may have a chance to take advantage of the chaos and cut Zhang Shicheng into pieces."

Hearing Xie Lingyun mention the chief eunuch again, Zhang Chen's heart beat a little faster. After all, it involved the matter of the Longevity Tree Coffin.

“However, the chief steward’s main task is to escort the Eternal Tree Coffin back to Kyoto to extend the lives of the royal nobles. For the chief steward, the king’s order is the first priority. He may not take action to add more variables to himself.” Xie Lingyun’s voice was full of bitterness.

Once Zhang Shicheng turns into a dragon, he will definitely be an eleventh-level strongman, and it is very likely that he will be a twelfth-level strongman. Who will be able to be Zhang Shicheng's opponent then?

At this point, Xie Lingyun looked at Zhang Chen with his clear black and white eyes: "I came here today because my father wanted me to ask you, do we still have a chance to kill Zhang Shicheng?"

"Kill Zhang Shicheng? There may be a chance." Zhang Chen filled Xie Lingyun's tea cup and said, "Go tell Lord Xie that I will fight for a chance for him to kill Zhang Shicheng."

No matter how powerful Zhang Shicheng's cultivation is, as long as he is separated from the earth veins and without the suppression of the earth veins' power, his soul will be unable to resist his capture.

By that time, Zhang Shicheng would only have a soul left. Couldn't his body be killed by a Yangshen Zhenren?
He has the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. Even though it is broken, it should be no problem for it to penetrate Zhang Shicheng's body. "I want to meet Commander Xie and discuss all the details with him." Zhang Chen looked at Xie Lingyun.

"I'll arrange it." Xie Lingyun did not refuse. She knew her father well and thought he was too unreliable. The reason why she did not come to see Zhang Chen in person was because she was too afraid of Zhang Chen's strange methods.

Chen Xu, who was standing by, saw Xie Lingyun sitting down, and quietly left the room, leaving the space for Xie Lingyun and Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen asked the waiter to bring the beef hotpot, and then Zhang Chen and Xie Lingyun ate the hotpot. Only after they had eaten and drunk their fill did Xie Lingyun put on her straw raincoat and leave holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Zhang Chen stood in front of the window, watching Xie Lingyun disappear in the rain, with a serious look in his eyes: "The situation is very serious! Otherwise, Xie Lingyun would not be wearing chain mail."

Before Xie Lingyun arrived at the headquarters of the Inspection Office, he saw from a distance a horse-drawn carriage surrounded by a group of guards, parked in front of the entrance of the Inspection Office.

A coachman knelt on the ground and used him as a human stirrup, and a guard opened an umbrella to support the two of them.

Then she saw a figure that she hated very much appeared at the gate. Perhaps sensing Xie Lingyun's gaze, the person turned around and smiled at Xie Lingyun in the rain curtain: "It turns out to be my niece Xie. You have become more beautiful."

It was not surprising that King Pingbian knew about the Procuratorial Office's open base in the north, but it was very strange that the other party came to him at this point in time.

The two of them looked at each other, and Xie Lingyun sighed softly, and could only step forward and return the greeting helplessly: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

There was a sense of alienation in his words, and he did not try to hide his indifference at all.

King Pingbian didn't care. He said with a smile, "You're back just in time. I have something to discuss with your father, and you can come along and consult with me. I also want to hear your opinion."

Xie Lingyun knew what King Pingbian wanted to do, and all kinds of thoughts were surging in his mind, but he still walked in without showing any expression.

At this time, the guards had already gone to pass the message, and saw Xie Xuan in white, standing in the front hall to greet them.

"Your Highness, I am sorry for failing to welcome you in person. Please forgive me!" Xie Xuan said the words of forgiveness, but his feet stood in the hall like a nail, firmly nailed there and not moving.

King Pingbian walked into the hall and said with a smile, "It's okay! It's just a trivial matter. How could I care about such empty formalities?"

Then the two of them sat down, and Xie Lingyun accompanied them. When the tea was served, Xie Xuan looked at the Prince of Pingbian and asked, "I wonder what advice you have for me, Your Majesty?"

"I want my daughter to marry Xiaoquan so that we can become a family. What do you think?" King Pingbian looked at Xie Xuan opposite him with a fierce look, not hiding his intentions at all. Although he spoke in a negotiating tone, there was a sense of irresistibility between the lines.

Xie Xuan and Xie Lingyun looked at each other. Of course, the father and daughter knew what King Pingbian was planning, but they were both from the imperial court, so how could they dare to get involved with King Pingbian?
The most crucial thing is that Xie Xuan's family members are all in the capital. If he dares to betray them, I am afraid that all the hundreds of people in his family will be killed.

"My daughter has no imperial decree, how can she be worthy of the young prince?" Xie Xuan shook his head: "It's not a good match."

"As long as you want it and I give the go-ahead, you deserve it!" King Pingbian said aggressively.

Hearing what Prince Pingbian said, Zhang Shicheng smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not! My daughter's marriage is entirely up to her, and I, as a parent, will not interfere. No matter who she likes, as long as she likes him, I will not object. Whether it is a peddler's son or a high-ranking official, it is all up to her to decide. You want to promote her to be a princess, and you think highly of her, but you have to ask her in person about this matter."

King Pingbian certainly knew Xie Lingyun's attitude. After all, he had been rejected by Xie Lingyun in the past. He knew exactly what the father and daughter were planning as they kept shirking responsibility and bickering with each other.

But he didn't expect to achieve it today. He came here just to put pressure on them.

"My ancestor is about to transform into a dragon, and he will be at least an eleventh-level strongman. By then, the entire North will have only one voice, and that is the Pingbian Palace. Even the court will find it difficult to reach out." Pingbian King threatened the two with a smile: "If you are sensible people, you should make a clear choice. In the future, my North will have only one voice and one force, and that is the Pingbian Palace."

"That's all I have to say. You two should think about it carefully. If you have thought it through, you can send troops directly to the battlefield to help me. The time limit is three days!" After Zhang Shicheng finished speaking, he put down the teacup, waved his sleeves, and walked into the rain and left.

(End of this chapter)