No need for a charioteer to control them, four divine and handsome horses trot steadily.

  Inside the luxurious carriage sat only one person, and a dark spirit.

  Shen Yi closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

  Compared with last time he entered Beijing, he was no longer wearing a cold and dark armor, but only a clean and tidy ink shirt.

  The Wu Temple does not have a requirement for making clothes, this is a treatment that only the provincial governor can enjoy.

  Jiang Yuanhua floated and sat opposite him: "General, you're in such a hurry? I thought you'd at least stay for two more months."

  According to his estimate, Jiang Qiulan thought that they would stay in Qingzhou City for a while longer due to the damage caused by the autumn rain, and he had assumed that these two young people would enjoy this rare peace and tranquility.

  Huh?

  Jiang Yuanyi shook his head, as for Lin Baimei's little thoughts... at such a young age, she should focus on cultivating her skills, and leave the romantic talk to her senior sister.

  *sigh*

  Shen Yi shifted his body slightly, he really didn't want to ride in the same car as this guy.

  Obviously a ghost, instead of floating in heaven, insisted on learning how to ride a horse-drawn carriage.

  "By the way, I'm still curious about what happened when Lord Shen and Qiu Lan went to the Imperial City last time?"

  After Jiang Yuanhua passed away, his face became even thicker, and such things that would make others angry could be asked directly.

  “……”

  Shen Yi opened her eyes and silently glanced over.

  Jiang Yuanhua suddenly felt a slight chill in his body and looked puzzled.

  Qiu Lan resented herself for being reasonable, after all, she knew that something ridiculous had happened in the Ji Wang Fu, but she didn't say it outright. But where did Shen Yi's resentment come from?

  "Could it be..."

  Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Yuan's expression changed to one of sudden realization, but before he could finish speaking, he awkwardly closed his mouth under the young man's calm gaze.

  No wonder you came back so quickly last time.

  It seems that the problem is not with Qiulan after all.

  "It was my miscalculation."

  Jiang Yuanhua smiled awkwardly.

  He just casually said goodbye to a few people at the time, and really only valued Shen Yi's talent, hoping to help him get more resources through Ji Wangfei's connections.

  It turns out that I forgot about such a handsome and majestic general, who would likely have a much greater appeal to the Crown Prince of Ji, who grew up surrounded by women, than Jiang Qiulan.

  That young master is really bold enough, daring to be presumptuous in front of Princess Ji Wang.

  "Ji Wangfei is from outside the Daqian, marrying into the Ji Wangfu can be considered a condescension. It's said that she has an elder in Xuan Guangdong cultivating, but I don't know who specifically. However, as the General of Zizhou, you don't need to worry about offending her."

  "She's cursing you, not me." Shen Yi responded calmly.

  If it weren't for Jiang Yuanhua bringing her up, he would have almost forgotten that woman whom he had only met a few times.

  "She almost got cursed."

  Jiang Yuanyi sighed, "If it weren't for Shen Yi, this heavenly descended Mixed Yuan Sect Master, I'm afraid not only would I be finished off by Xiao Yue, but the entire Qingzhou would also be dragged down with me."

  He finally calmed down: "Qingzhou is still too small, and my qualifications are poor. If it were Lai State... even if it were Tanzhou, I could raise a middle-grade martial immortal, and taking down Xiao Yue would not be a problem."

  "The difference in cultivation between martial artists is distinguished by the number of people in a state?"

  Shen Yi suddenly reacted and realized that he had been asking Qing Hua Furen about martial arts all along... and the person in front of him was indeed a genuine human martial arts master.

  It's just that they've always seemed useless on the surface, which made me subconsciously ignore them.

  "That's how it is for the commander-in-chief."

  Jiang Yuanhua nodded, Shen Yi is now a master of Hunyuan Sect, and it's indeed necessary to grasp some information about the yin spirit cultivators. After all, cultivating yin spirits isn't exclusive to Da Qian, and if they were to clash in the future, it wouldn't be too abrupt.

  "After all, the way we obtain incense and wishes is only by guarding the states and counties. The larger the state, the stronger the general will be. Of course, it also has something to do with talent. If it's someone like General Chen, even if you give him Lushi State, he might not even be able to refine a fragment of elixir."

  At these words, Shen Yi raised an eyebrow.

  Why do these two masters and apprentices always like to use Chen Qiankun as an example, can't they give the old man some respect?

  "Besides the General, there are many martial arts practitioners in the Wu Temple who control the Great Dryness and grasp the fate of the nine states... Within the imperial city, they can all exert their strength as top-notch martial artists."

  "Even..."

  Jiang Yuankai sank into thought for a moment before speaking in a low voice: "Among them, the most exceptional ones can even temporarily control the Golden Body Technique."

  "What about those twelve fallen ones?" Shen Yi's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of abnormality flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

  "Although it can't exert the full power of the Golden Body Dharmakaya, it's not something that a cultivator or martial artist below the Nascent Soul stage can withstand." Jiang Yuhan directly revealed the greatest trump card of the Daqian Dynasty.

  "As far as I know, at least two statues, Shizi Fa Xiang and Yecha Fa Xiang, were once moved."

  As a former Qingzhou general, he spoke of this matter with a hint of envy on his face.

  As a Yin Spirit Cultivator, who wouldn't want to join Wu Miao and advance further?

  Unfortunately, the Wu Temple only looks at qualifications and not actual strength. They only choose those who have a chance to break through the Hua Shen boundary, even if they are ordinary people. If there is no opportunity, even someone like him, an initial-stage Wu Xian, can only be rejected.

  Unable to transform and refine one's spirit, it is impossible to save the world from chaos.

  Only by condensing the Golden Body Law can one leave the land of Jiuzhou, with unimaginable strength to regain face and discourse power for Da Qian Dynasty and Wu Miao. Otherwise, no matter how strong, it's just a local tyrant.

  "Can move..."

  Shen Yi withdrew his gaze. If he could obtain a Golden Body Dharmakaya, wouldn't that be equivalent to having the assistance of half a stage of Nirvana ahead of time?

  He gathered his thoughts and continued to ask: "What about the mixed yuan? How should it be divided into high and low?"

  "This, I had also helped Qiulan inquire about it earlier. In the Xuan Guang Cave, there was a True Person who had cultivated a similar Ice Intent. Later, using the method of Condensing Frost to Return to the Origin, and with the extremely precious Xuanjing Baoyu Fruit, he supplemented the Heart of the Dao Infant, and stepped into the Mixed Yuan Middle Boundary."

  "At that time he was a guest in Daqian Dynasty, and the old ancestor of the Zhongwu Temple exchanged for this object, so there is a record left behind."

  Jiang Yuanhua spoke cautiously and did not add any of his own speculation.

  He knew that once this kind of thing was said incorrectly, it would have a huge impact on Shen Yi, and might even cut off the other person's path.

  "In any case, it always comes back to the Cave of a Thousand Demons."

  Although the specific reason is unknown, all hybrid martial artists are fighting with Qianyou Cave. If it can be said that Dagan Dynasty is to protect the people and maintain the foundation of the Martial Temple, then what about the Xianmen?

  With just a few dozen people, all of them being powerful individuals, can't they even find a place to settle down?

  After all, it is not really with a heart for the world.

  Wutong Mountain is still believed in, but Xuan Guang Cave is just a myth.

  "I understand."

  Shen Yi seemed to have found his direction again.

  The place where the rest of the martial artists went must be where the answer lies.

  But for now, it seems that the Xuan Yuan Sect Master can easily play a role of going to death, and the Realm of God is the real existence that picks the fruit.

  Still need to have the foundation to participate as soon as possible.

  The two stopped chatting, but the carriage continued to move forward quickly.

  Day and night shifts.

  That magnificent imperial city finally reappeared in Shen Yi's line of sight once again.

  (End of chapter)