I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 109 Today, I Condensed My Energy into Three Unpolished Jade Levels

The imperial city was much quieter during the Zuochao Festival.

The reason is that the Zuochao Festival is so grand that it is impossible to hold it in the imperial palace.

As a result, the pavilions and palaces that had been built in the north city over the past few years came into play.

In the Xuantian Palace, the saint had already moved to the Wangxing Palace behind the two towering statues in the north city during the court festival.

The reason why the new palace in the north city was named Wangxing Palace was that it was quite tall, with 18 floors. Layer upon layer, reaching straight into the sky, it was quite majestic, as if the building was a hundred feet high and one could pick the stars with one's hands.

During the court ceremony, the current saint sits high on the eighteenth floor, as tall as his own statue, overlooking the Xuantian Capital that he rules and looking down at the people in the city.

In addition to the Wangxing Palace, there are many pavilions, towers, winding streams and hills built around it. Many villas have already stood here, filling up the originally somewhat empty North City.

All the officials of Dayu, famous families, and foreign envoys were carefully checked by Xuantian Palace, and even the Xuanmen who were invited by official documents from the imperial court were allowed to stay there.

For example, Li Xushi had already been invited to the North City by a steward specially sent by the palace on June 25th. Most people living in the imperial city were the same.

So the imperial city, which was already quite quiet, became even quieter.

Chen Zhian was still practicing in his own small courtyard.

Compared with the present-day Xuantian Capital, except for the palace complex in the north city which he could not enter, the imperial city was still the safest, simply because the Xuantian Palace was still here, there were still many concubines staying in it, and there were still countless officials on duty.

Chen Zhian practiced peacefully in this silence for two days.

He had already cultivated the twelfth level of divine essence, and now he only needed to condense his true essence for the twelfth time. Once the true essence was completely condensed, he could enter the realm of unpolished jade.

With the twelve divine essences, plus the two white jade pills that Chen Zhian took every day, he had an extremely abundant supply of true energy. He did not need to make an effort to regulate his breathing to replenish his true energy, and it became easier to condense his true energy.

In just two days, Chen Zhian's true essence was about to be fully condensed, and he couldn't help but feel more happy.

Compared to the noise in the city, the tranquility in the imperial city is more in line with Chen Zhian's wishes.

So he walked out of the room, came to the small hall, lit a lamp, looked up at the moon in the sky, and wrote a letter with a pen.

He carefully wrote a poem on the letter and asked the doorman to invite Eunuch Liu from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to come over.

He handed the letter to Eunuch Liu and carefully instructed him to give it to Princess Linglong.

Many people have been looking forward to Princess Linglong's plan to pick up her long-laid guqin and play a piece of music in the Wangxing Palace during the imperial ceremony.

It was only then that Chen Zhian discovered that Princess Linglong, who was an excellent poet and writer, also had extremely high attainments in playing the zither, and could truly be called a master.

But... ever since she married the eldest son of Duke Anguo, she not only became increasingly silent and became more fond of poetry and prose, but she also no longer liked playing the piano.

It is said that the last time Princess Linglong played the piano was two years ago, which made many people regretful.

After two years of absence, Princess Linglong seemed to be no longer so depressed. The fact that she was willing to play the piano at the court ceremony was a perfect proof of this.

As a court painter in name only in Yufu Palace, Chen Zhian could not refuse Princess Linglong's request for a painting.

In addition, Princess Linglong was really good to him. At least compared with other court painters, he had a lot of free time.

Even when the princes and princesses who were not close to Princess Linglong summoned him to paint and the orders were passed to Linglong Palace, Princess Linglong rejected them all.

So Chen Zhian was also willing to write a poem to add some glory to Princess Linglong.

He wrote a poem and then remembered what he had promised Princess Shang Qiu, so he decided to go to South City after breaking through the Unpolished Jade Realm, and submit a poem on the Poetry Tower in South City to fulfill his promise to Princess Shang Qiu.

The many comparisons in Xuan Tianjing were dispersed throughout the city to prevent too many people from coming to watch the comparisons and trampling on them, causing chaos and ruining the nobles' enjoyment of the festival.

The Poetry Tower mentioned in the Poetry Comparison is built in the south city.

It was just after evening.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappears behind the mountains, the night spreads out bit by bit like soft ink.

The gentle breeze brings a hint of coolness, dispelling the heat of the day.

In the deep bamboo forests where insects chirp, there is a slight chill from time to time, but it is not wind.

The trees on Fosang Street rustled as if whispering something, and the insects chirping in the grass was a unique sight in summer.

Chen Zhian watched for a while and decided to go back to the courtyard to continue practicing.

Until a cloud passed by in the sky, Chen Zhian suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply, as if it was late autumn, not midsummer.

He frowned and looked up towards where the wind came from.

Then... he saw a cloud coming at a very fast speed, blocking out the scattered starlight in the sky.

For a moment, Chen Zhian didn't know whether this was an illusion or this cloud really existed. Along with the cloud came a dizziness in his mind!
That day in the daytime, I was illuminated by the shining magic treasure on the pavilion, and the severe pain came back!

"here we go again?"

Chen Zhian groaned, and the twelve divine auras in his mind locked the Niwan Palace, and he visualized Nan Liujing.

What he saw was that the clouds in the sky gradually condensed and turned into a dragon that was swallowing and exhaling clouds.

Sometimes he transformed into Qi Tianchong, staring at Chen Zhian with a sneer, with his only remaining left arm raised, holding a pitch-black object in his hand.

...It's like the broken horn of a dragon!

The severe pain in Chen Zhian’s mind remained.

The voice of Qi Tianchong from two days ago came to my ears.

"die!"

There was not as much trivial talk as two days ago. In the illusion that Chen Zhian saw today, Qi Tianchong could not help but spit out a word coldly at Chen Zhian.

In an instant.

It seemed as if there was a roaring dragon and a mountain collapsed in Chen Zhian’s Niwan Palace.

It was as if the heaven and earth suddenly shook, the universe was out of order, the ground seemed to crack and the mountains collapsed, rocks rolled on the cliffs and thundered in the ravines!

An extremely heavy pressure fell directly on Chen Zhian’s Niwan Palace and the twelve divine auras.

Chen Zhian groaned, and Nan Liujing in his mind burst into bursts of light, like a barrier paved with sunlight, blocking the astonishing divine aura and suppressing it.

However, Qi Tianchong did not disappear in Chen Zhian's eyes. He raised the dragon horn in his hand again and flicked it lightly.

Clang…

A crisp sound was heard, and there were mountains gathering together and waves raging.

The roars of the dragon came in waves, as if bringing up a rolling wave, and rushed straight towards Chen Zhian's spirit!
Chen Zhian suddenly realized... Qi Tianchong was just outside the city! The broken dragon horn in his hand must be a spiritual treasure, and it is a very high-grade spiritual treasure, which can even destroy his divine essence from a long distance.

No wonder Qi Tianchong turned into a mud snake that day and said with certainty that he would die. This is the reason.

Chen Zhian gritted his teeth.

The scenery of Nanliu is extremely mysterious.

But no matter how mysterious it was, the Nan Liujing reflected in his mind at this moment was just a visualization created by him using his thoughts and spiritual energy. How could he stop such a terrifying spiritual weapon from killing him?
Nan Liujing was still emitting light, but the light was becoming dimmer and thinner.

The divine attack, like a landslide, continued, and the dragon's roar rumbled in his ears, deafening.

"As long as I destroy your divine essence and Niwan Palace and turn you into a fool, even an ordinary divine essence iron horse can easily chop off your head."

In that illusion, Qi Tianchong finally spoke, with murderous intent in his tone and eyes.

At the same time, Chen Zhian seemed to hear voices coming from outside the door, followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground.

The intense pressure and pain made Chen Zhian's consciousness blurred, but he still circulated his true energy and locked the Yuanguan.

The third level of the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter was constantly in operation, and he mobilized the twelve divine auras to form a large net, entangling his Niwan Palace.

He kept visualizing the Nanliu Scene in his mind, and even visualized the Kaiyang Tower on the Nanliu Scene. When the Kaiyang Tower appeared, Chen Zhian felt a little relieved, but then there was another roar of a dragon, and the roar was like a waterfall, continuous, rapid, like an arrow, fierce waves, and a deadly impact.

I could even hear Qi Tianchong shouting the word "die".

dead!
dead!
die! !

The successive words of death also carried with them an astonishing murderous aura, making Chen Zhian's will to resist seem insignificant and fragile.

If this goes on...it will eventually be a dead end.

Chen Zhian took a deep breath and looked at the cloud in the sky that outlined Qi Tianchong.

He knew that this was an illusion. There was no such cloud in the sky. Even if there was, it definitely did not look like Qi Tianchong.

But he still saw Qi Tianchong's broken right arm.

This right arm was cut off by him.

He was only at the True Essence realm at that time. After eating the Blood-Burning Ginger Fruit, he slashed the bone diaphragm with one blow and chopped off the arm of Qi Tianchong, who claimed to have a domineering cultivation level and a strong spirit!

At his true essence level, he could still cut off one of Qi Tianchong's arms.

Now that his cultivation is close to that of a rough jade, how could he die at the hands of Qi Tianchong?
Chen Zhian suddenly snorted coldly.

The southern scenery is still shining brightly, and the gate of Kaiyang Palace is wide open.

However, the twelve divine essences that had originally locked the Niwan Palace flowed out, carrying with them the endless true essence from the Yuanguanzhong, towards the limbs and bones.

At the same time, when Chen Zhian stretched out his hand, he found twelve or thirteen white jade pills in his hand.

He swallowed all twelve or thirteen white jade pills into his mouth without even chewing them.

The extremely violent true energy was aroused, almost violently.

The twelve divine auras, together with such a thick true essence, completely enveloped Chen Zhian's bones and his Yuan Guan.

And…seep into it.

The fourth level of the White Jade Cicada Shell, which Chen Zhian had already studied clearly through the Purple Qi Huangting in the Kaiyang Palace, was now being put into operation by Chen Zhian.

In an instant, it was as if the bones and body were shed and the jade flowed out!

Immediately afterwards, the walls of Yuanguan also emitted a warm light.

Chen Zhian was distracted for a moment... Is it so easy to step into the unpolished jade?
It's like the bones in his entire body and the Yuan Guan he opened up. They were originally made of unpolished jade, and his Yuan Guan was originally like jade!

Just a moment.

Chen Zhian took the risk to break through the realm and actually passed two levels in a row.

Jade bones!

Yuguan!

As it was cast, even whiter true energy flowed out from the Jade Pass, flowing through Chen Zhian's entire body.

Even the twelve divine essences, carrying such pure and flawless true essence, were carefully controlled and flowed into the surroundings of the Niwan Palace.

It is like a white jade hot spring, nourishing the Niwan Palace.

Another moment!

The twelve divine auras retreated into the Niwan Palace and also turned into pure white.

The original dimness and exhaustion had completely disappeared. At this moment, Chen Zhian's twelve divine auras seemed to contain infinite vitality and sudden power, rushing out.

Jade God!

For a moment, the light of Nan Liujing in Chen Zhian’s mind shone brightly.

Just like the rising sun, shining brightly, thousands of mountains and rivers are like fire!
At this moment, the southern flow of the sky was like a rising sun, shining with bursts of light, so gorgeous...

As if it was about to... expose all the evil spirits.

Qi Tianchong, who was formed by the condensation of clouds, changed color instantly.

The roaring dragon was swallowed by the light and then completely dissipated.

The terrifying divine power that was as terrifying as a landslide disappeared completely. The radiance of Nan Liujing in Chen Zhian's mind swept away, and he turned from defense to offense!
Qi Tianchong in the clouds finally became furious, but he flicked the dragon horn in his hand lightly, and it instantly turned into smoke and dust and drifted across the sky and earth. At the same time, a terrifying divine power burst out.

It was like a meteorite falling to the ground, hitting Chen Zhian's Niwan Palace hard.

"Before you die, exchange it for the remaining horn of a Jiaoxiong Gong. It will be a worthy death!"

Qi Tianchong was filled with murderous intent.

"Hmm?" Chen Zhian snorted coldly. He saw that he had suffered a terrifying blow from this magical power and the twelve divine auras were about to dissipate.

In his mind, the map of the Jade Capital in the sky instantly unfolded.

In the Baiyu Capital, in an area shrouded in clouds, a tall building rises from the ground, shining brightly.

Fu Tingjun, who was curled up in Baiyujing to rest, raised his huge dragon head and looked towards the tall building.

The silent eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of deep reverence.

The light from the tall building fell on Chen Zhian's Niwan Palace. The twelve divine auras that were about to dissipate were illuminated by this light, and it was like the sun appearing after the clouds had cleared away, shining again.

"Chen Zhian, what treasure do you have hidden?"

Qi Tianchong in the clouds was extremely angry and shouted loudly.

Chen Zhian snorted coldly, and all the energy illusions in front of him were completely shattered, and Qi Tianchong also shattered.

He looked up and saw that there were no clouds in the sky, but there was a bright moon hanging high in it.

Chen Zhian stood up, drew out the Yang Sui, raised his sword and stepped forward.

A man in black flew down from the wall. He gathered his true energy and reached out with his big hands to grab Chen Zhian's shoulders. His five fingers were filled with sharp true energy, as if he wanted to crush Chen Zhian's shoulders.

His hand fell on Chen Zhian's shoulder, but he found that this shoulder was as hard as high-grade black iron.

The iron cavalryman who came to reap Chen Zhian's life looked up.

But he saw Chen Zhian looking at him carefully.

"Didn't you say that he has become a fool and all we need to do is kill him?"

The Western Penglai Iron Horse began to feel doubtful.

Suddenly, a knife flashed, blood spurted from his neck, and a large head flew up and fell into the flowers and plants.

Chen Zhian sheathed his sword.

He glanced at the head with some disgust.

Dirty his yard.

He turned his head and looked towards Xuantian Palace, then towards North City.

There is no telling how many powerful people there are in the imperial city. Is it true that no one noticed that someone was casting spells with magical powers and magic treasures outside the city?
“Is it true that I can’t see it or is it just a lie?”

Chen Zhian shook his head, walked out of the yard, and walked out of Fosang Street.

Today, he has condensed into three levels of unpolished jade. It is just in time for him to get closer and take a look at this city full of rich and powerful people.

Just walk up to them and see if they can see you.

(End of this chapter)