Huangxiu

Chapter 767 Undercurrent
He fantasized for a while, and when his excitement subsided, he returned to the house, sat on the couch and began to practice the Sutra of Infinite Light.

With the blood of the Heavenly Dragon, he could practice Lingyuan Body Cleansing Record without restraint and achieved considerable success.

But these are not the root causes.

The root is still the Sutra of Infinite Light.

After entering the realm of transformation and becoming a Venerable, one's life will also undergo an essential leap.

Lifespan will suddenly become long, and some people may even live up to ten thousand years.

Of course, that requires the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm to achieve. It is not that exaggerated before the ninth level.

Before he started practicing, he first sensed his current lifespan.

After condensing the blood of the Heavenly Dragon, just the first transformation alone already gave him a lifespan of a thousand years.

If you can practice to the second level, your life span will not only double, but may even increase.

He was extremely curious about what kind of bloodline this Tianlong bloodline was.
What does this have to do with the Gods, and the bloodline of the Phoenix?

He quickly put the thought aside, took out eight karma stones from his sleeves, and placed them around himself.

Close your eyes and begin to focus on the Infinite Light Sutra.

Visualize the Great Light Peak, enter the realm of infinite light, and begin to absorb spiritual energy.

A vortex of spiritual energy formed in the void above his head, condensing into spiritual energy and drilling into the little white snake in his chest.

The eight karma stone tablets exuded a strange aura and merged with the spiritual energy into the Danzhong.

Outside the little white snake, the eighth circle of light was faintly visible.

This is the beginning of the ninth transformation.

By the time he finished his practice, it was already late at night.

He sat quietly on the couch, frowning and thinking.

According to the current practice speed, it will take at least one month to condense the eighth circle of light.

And to achieve perfection, one needs the ninth circle of light condensation tool, and then start to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

No matter how you look at it, it's too late.

Unfortunately, this adventure did not help much in improving my realm.

……

The next morning, he got up early, as he was already used to going to Da Guangming Peak early.

I am still a little uncomfortable not being able to enter the Great Light Peak at this time.

His bones shrank, making him several inches shorter, and the bones in his face stretched and contracted, causing his facial features to shift in position and change the distance between them.

Although it seems that there is not much change, he has actually become a different person.

Fu Zheng saw with her own eyes how he changed, and watched him transform into another person.

"Your Highness, what a powerful disguise skill you have." Fu Zheng said in amazement.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He didn't need to look in the mirror, his super senses could directly see himself, and he was very satisfied with the changes.

A person's appearance is truly magical. Even if the facial features remain the same, just changing the distance between them can completely change the feeling given by the person, making him or her a completely different person.

Fu Zheng said: "This is very convenient."

If Youlan wants to change her appearance, she needs various pastes to assist her and it also takes time to paint.

This is great, it was completed directly.

If you are being chased by someone, you can easily escape the pursuit by disappearing into the crowd and changing your appearance in an instant.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Let's go."

The two left the princess's mansion.

The guards outside the mansion were still on high alert, staring at them with sharp eyes.

Fu Zheng and the others had already met Chu Zhiyuan before, but they didn't recognize him, so they focused their attention on him.

Chu Zhiyuan and Fu Zheng came to the street and strolled, gradually coming from the quiet, open and tidy street to the noisy main street.

Various stalls have been set up on both sides, various shops have already opened, and there are a lot of people coming and going.

The children chased each other, causing waves of curses and scolding.

They ran away without caring and continued chasing and playing.

Chu Zhiyuan and Fu Zheng came to the second floor of a restaurant and sat down.

Most of the guests on the first floor were groups of people sitting around a table, talking loudly and happily.

The second floor is better, with three or four people at each table, and there is space between them, so it’s not so noisy.

The third floor is the quieter private room.

He wanted to hear all the news about Phoenix Imperial City with his own ears, so naturally he would not go up.

Fu Zheng called the waiter over, and after ordering the food, she glanced around and whispered, "Your Highness, we have run into someone from Qianji Tower."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows: "So fast?"

Fu Zheng said: "This Busheng Restaurant is a base of Qianji Tower."

“…No wonder.”

Fu Zheng stared at this place, so she chose this restaurant. It turned out to be the base of Qianji Tower.

Gathering intelligence through a high-end restaurant located in the city center is indeed a shortcut.

"Your Highness, what information do you want to collect?"

"The more detailed the news about the princes and dignitaries in the imperial city, the better."

"Yes."

The two of them were talking and chatting.

Chu Zhiyuan's ears suddenly perked up and he frowned.

Fu Zheng also frowned.

"If you ask me, Her Royal Highness the Twelfth Princess shouldn't marry someone from Yujing!"

"This Ninth Prince Yujing is not a good guy!"

"Why isn't it a good thing?"

"Just think about it, his mother is dead, and now His Highness the Twelfth Prince is in trouble again!"

"Is it because of him? Is he unlucky?"

"I don't think it's bad luck, it's just that I was born with a bad fate and I'm unlucky with my relatives!"

"Hmm... that makes some sense. The last time he was assassinated, he almost died, but he managed to survive. He has a very strong life. People with strong lives are often unlucky in marriage!"

"Besides, why would he, a ridiculous and incompetent prince, marry the twelfth prince?"

"In fact, this is equivalent to marrying into the wife's family. After all, he is not marrying the twelfth prince back home, but coming here."

"There's no need to find someone like this to marry into the Princess's family. There are plenty of Yujing princes, and there are also plenty of princes from the Yuanzhen Dynasty who want to marry into the Princess's family!"

"Why did you choose the Ninth Prince?"

"There must be something behind this!"

"Yes, there is something behind it!"...

Fu Zheng secretly glanced at Chu Zhiyuan from time to time.

Chu Zhiyuan said unhappily: "I've heard this many times, it doesn't matter."

Fu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "You really don't need to take their words seriously, these ignorant guys...it's just too irritating!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He had anticipated this situation.

I just heard it with my own ears, and even though I understand it, I can't stop the unhappiness in my heart.

Reason is reason, and emotion is emotion.

Fu Zheng said: "Your Highness, if everyone thinks so..."

What she thought was that if everyone in Phoenix Imperial City thought this way, everyone from top to bottom was like this.

Then Chu Zhiyuan's situation will be more difficult than imagined.

These people just talk, but some people take direct action.

For example, those princes, those crown princes and young marquises would definitely provoke and humiliate him.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "There is no other way, we can only change their minds."

"How can we reverse it?" Fu Zheng looked troubled: "Beat them all?"

If he was a Venerable, it would be fine, but now he is not a Venerable. Even if he defeats a group of people, it will still cause dissatisfaction and there will be endless challenges.

In the end, everyone was offended.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "In this situation, we can only fight."

"...Then I need to find someone who can establish his authority." Fu Zheng thought for a moment and said, "I will find him as soon as possible."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "We need to carefully select the best candidate to establish our authority."

First of all, your cultivation level must be high enough, you must be a Venerable, and secondly, you must be able to defeat the opponent.

I can defeat ordinary Venerables.

The premise is that you don't encounter the kind of people who are hidden deep or have amazing actual combat skills.

The martial arts of this venerable cannot be too strong, otherwise if he is defeated, it would not be a way to establish authority, but a loss of face, which would cause more trouble.

"If it were you, I'd cancel this marriage right away!"

"Yes, withdraw it!"

"Her Highness the Twelfth Princess is so beautiful and talented, this Ninth Prince Yujing is not worthy of her at all!"

"Then who is worthy of His Majesty the Twelfth Prince?"

"Ming Hou's young master is a good match!"

"Young Marquis Ming?... This is indeed a perfect match!"

"Young Marquis Ming is not only handsome, but also has amazing martial arts skills and is proficient in military tactics. He is worthy of Her Royal Highness the Twelfth Princess!"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Fu Zheng hurriedly asked, "Could these guys have done this on purpose?"

Chu Zhiyuan snorted and said, "It's not quiet."

Obviously, their previous stampede was because of this last sentence.

Is someone secretly fanning the flames, or is there some other agenda?
He looked at Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng nodded gently: "I will ask someone to find out about this young marquis right away."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

When the food came, Chu Zhiyuan started to eat breakfast, looking elsewhere.

Not one of these people was talking about the assassination of Li Miaotan.

No one talked about the abnormal astronomical phenomena at the Twelfth Princess's Mansion yesterday.

The former is likely to have the news blocked, while the latter may have become accustomed to it?

As he thought of this, he suddenly heard some discussions about unusual celestial phenomena.

"Did you see the dark clouds over the Twelve Princesses' Mansion?"

"Well, I happened to be sitting down to eat yesterday, and I looked up and saw it. It was amazing!"

"It should be the gathering of spiritual energy. Is it that the twelfth princess has mastered some extraordinary skill?"

"Her Royal Highness the Twelfth Princess is so talented and has such amazing comprehension that she can easily master these extraordinary skills. I am so envious!"

"If I had such talent, where in the world could I not go?"

"Haha, Old Wang, how could you possibly have such talent? Her Highness the Twelfth Princess has the blood of the gods, that's why she is like this!"

"Your Highness not only has the blood of the gods, but also the blood of the phoenix. He is truly a child of destiny."

"With two great bloodlines in my body, how can I not be strong? What a pity, I am paired with a loser!"

"This Ninth Prince Yujing is said to be a fool! I really don't know why they chose him in the first place!"

"If you ask me, the only one who is worthy of Her Royal Highness the Twelfth Princess is Marquis Xiao Ming!"

"Well, Young Marquis Ming is indeed far superior to the Ninth Prince of Yujing!"

"Our words don't count. What can we do about the emperor's decision?"

"Old Hu, isn't your son the Imperial Censor?"

"The censor cannot speak carelessly. This is already decided, especially the agreement between the emperors. It cannot be changed."

"If someone abolishes the Ninth Prince, he won't be able to get married, right?"

"That's a big sin!"

"It's his own fault. He doesn't have the ability. Who can he blame?"

"Who dares? I see that everyone is indignant, but no one dares to take action. There is not a single man in the court!"

"There is not a single man in this court!"

"Let's see if anyone dares to deal with the Ninth Prince after he arrives."

"Her Highness the Twelfth Princess has many admirers, so there may be someone willing to take action."

"I think it's terrible, let's see!"

"Old Hu, don't underestimate the men of our Phoenix Imperial City!"

"Well, let's wait and see!"

When Chu Zhiyuan heard this, his face darkened.

Fu Zheng frowned slightly and lowered her voice to whisper, "Your Highness, the news about this Marquis Xiao Ming will be sent to you as soon as possible."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Fu Zheng stood up and left lightly.

Chu Zhiyuan's gaze moved around the restaurant below, shining through these people.

Could it be that this young Marquis Ming was the one who secretly ordered it?
It feels a bit like killing someone with a borrowed knife.

(End of this chapter)