After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"Greetings to the real person."

The prince in the carriage changed into casual clothes, wearing a jade belt, a long ribbon, and a broad crown. The gem on his waist slowly gleamed in the setting sun.

He got out of the car and bowed from a distance in the direction of the Taoist temple.

The surrounding soldiers also knelt on the ground as if they were obeying the order.

"Greetings to the real person!"

Everyone's voices were deep and combined like thunder, making Ni Yangzhou's ears buzz.

Taoist Qi Kong had originally heard the news that the crown prince would come to visit today, so he dressed up carefully and took great pains to accept the task of going down the mountain to welcome him. However, he did not expect that the prince would arrive after the sun had set.

When someone came towards him, Qi Kong kept his head down, paying close attention with all his facial features. When he was surprised to hear the greeting from that distinguished person, he thought it was him, and he felt very happy.

He raised his head and said calmly:

"You are not worthy of being a real person..."

When he met the prince's eyes, he realized that he was not looking at him. His eyes were clearly on the wandering Taoist priest in simple clothes behind him.

During this period, the only person who could truly be called a true immortal was Cheng Wang, the direct disciple of Taoist Yuanjia.

No one else, not even the elders of Yongsong Temple, can do it.

There is no other reason. Strength is everything. In front of the powerful people who have truly ascended to heaven, the old man with white beard is not even considered superior.

Qi Kong closed his eyes, turned around in pain, and suddenly fell to his knees.

He actually kowtowed three times to Ni Yangzhou, treating him like a deity.

Very flexible and flexible.

"How is Master Chengwang?"

Ni Yangzhou took a half step back to avoid the gift.

Didn't see it.

Ni Yangzhou looked back at the prince. Facing the huge crowd of people kneeling down, only he and the prince were still standing opposite each other.

I could only sigh and nodded: "What a coincidence."

The prince asked everyone to stand up and walked slowly to the steps, as if he was going to have fun with the people and go up the mountain with Ni Yangzhou.

"Master, what are you doing here? Visiting friends?"

Ni Yangzhou's idea of ​​riding a horse up the mountain was shattered, so he had no choice but to start walking up step by step.

Well, it's a chance to chat.

"Something happened."

"If you need me, I can help you."

Ni Yangzhou looked up and saw a long staircase with no end in sight.

Feeling depressed.

The prince was sticking quite close to him, so Ni Yangzhou moved to the left and the prince moved closer.

Ni Yangzhou was not used to it, so he stretched out his hand to lift the hem of his clothes and brought up the topic.

“Yongsongguan is very beautiful.”

The prince started talking.

“Indeed, the mountains and rivers, the horizontal and vertical heights, each has its own beauty.”

"Especially when the snow has just cleared in winter, the mountain top looks like it is hidden in fairy clouds and mist, and the sun shines obliquely with changing light. It is really a rare sight."

Ni Yangzhou glanced at the prince from the side.

Behind the prince was Qi Kong with his head lowered and his eyes drooped, and his tall horse had disappeared without a trace.

"So, the prince comes here often?"

"It can't be said that I come here often." Crown Prince Liu Zi'an still remembers the long lecture he received in the stargazing temple.

"As the seasons change, I perform sacrifices as ordered, and when I feel inspired by the Dao, I visit you to answer your questions."

"Father..." The following words were omitted.

“So I came here to pray sincerely.”

Ni Yangzhou nodded and said deliberately:

"I also have a commission."

The prince quickened his pace.

"I wonder if there is anything I can help you with?"

With a large group of armored soldiers following behind him, Ni Yangzhou lowered his voice.

“It’s okay to tell you.

I am here to pick up the son of an old friend."

The prince looked surprised, but seemed to have expected it:

"But my second brother?..."

Ni Yangzhou said nothing, thinking to himself that it was indeed true.

What kind of confidentiality measures? The Taoist priests in the temple knew about it, and the prince knew about it, and they almost shouted it out through a loud speaker.

No wonder the account was not taken away. Only because the original owner was so focused on cultivation and didn’t pay attention to external things, he didn’t notice it.

If there were any ulterior motives or plots, the Second Prince would have accomplished everything during the three years he spent in the Taoist temple.

Ni Yangzhou complained inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"To be honest, I often come to Yongsong Temple because I miss you so much."

For a person who practices Taoism, the first step is to strengthen the body and hone the mind. Given the original owner's physical condition, he thought he would be tired, but as he walked along the way, Ni Yangzhou felt it was not bad.

The prince lived a life of luxury, and in order to be able to travel with others, he walked very fast along the way and had to find topics to chat. By the time he reached the top of the mountain, his face had turned pale.

"Real person..."

Seeing that the prince's forehead was covered with sweat and he wanted to continue speaking, Ni Yangzhou took the initiative to speak.

"Your Highness, please take a rest first, and wait for me to finish the work here."

The prince took the handkerchief handed to him by the attendant, wiped the sweat off his face, nodded, and stepped aside.

A Taoist priest with long flowing beard, a crown in purple gold robe and wearing a Tongtian crown on his head came out of the hall.

Before I got close, the voice had already reached my ears:

"Hello, Taoist Chengwang. Hello, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I am sorry for not welcoming you from far away."

Ni Yangzhou nodded slightly and replied, "Rongliu, long time no see."

Taoist Rong Liu performed the formal ceremony and already knew why Ni Yangzhou came this time, so after a few pleasantries, they walked into the main hall and talked about breaking the formation.

The rear hall is still decorated magnificently and majestically.

Ni Yangzhou looked around at the decorations and was allowed to sit in the main seat by the old Taoist priest.

Qi Kong was also there, standing behind Taoist Rong Liu, looking very respectful.

"Master, when the Yuanjia Patriarch set up the restriction, he did not specify the method to lift it. Now the three-year period has come. If you want to lift the restriction, what kind of treasure do you need?"

The old Taoist priest looked kind and spoke slowly, but he was not in a hurry.

As far as Ni Yangzhou could recall, his master had never told him any method to lift the ban, not even mentioning this matter.

The old Taoist priest continued:

"I am ashamed to say that I have practiced for a hundred years, but my cultivation is still shallow. It has been three years, and I still don't know what magical power the ancestor has set up."

Ni Yangzhou thought to himself, don’t even mention you, I don’t know either.

Standing up and walking to the center of the hall, Ni Yangzhou tried to sense the fluctuations of the magic array all around.

How to lift this ban?

Ni Yangzhou closed his eyes, and suddenly he felt a faint stream of light flowing.

The brown-yellow light was like a huge cover, covering the entire Yongsong Temple.

Draw the ground as a prison.

What is this to prevent?

Suddenly, 103 asked.

【Brown belongs to earth.】

Ni Yangzhou felt something was wrong and investigated carefully, and found a hint of green light and shadow, which changed and overlapped, which was the vitality of plants.

The Taoist priest in the center of the hall opened his eyes.

People in the center of the formation cannot get out, nor can they die.

Is this to protect the Second Prince, or to guard against the Second Prince?

Taoist Rong Liu, who was sitting on the seat, saw Ni Yangzhou open his eyes, and wrinkles appeared on the corners of his mouth when he smiled.

"Real person, how about it."

Ni Yangzhou didn't say much, just said:

“No need to prepare anything else.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands and pointed towards the sky. In an instant, the air seemed to surge with waves, and everyone felt as if a soft breeze was passing through their bodies.

In Rongliu's perception, the top of the temple that had been built for three years

The cover dissipated into specks of golden light and disappeared without a trace.

It was as if the master had placed a grass cover to catch the bird here. Ni Yangzhou came over, reached out and took the grass cover away.

Ni Yangzhou was originally quite complacent, thinking that this was his first time using this magic and he mastered it very naturally, without feeling embarrassed when pretending to be cool.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw three faces: Rong Liu, the prince, and Qi Kong.

The prince had a smile on his face, Rong Liu had a gentle expression, and Qi Kong's mouth corners were also raised.

Ni Yangzhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat.