Chapter 353 The Princess' Secret

Escape? What he meant was that if the four of us joined forces, we would have no chance of winning against this kid? Zalmukha, a reckless, bloodthirsty and belligerent giant, was the first to be unconvinced, his eyes widened and locked onto Xu Qiyan.

What did he see... Why did he let us escape... If this kid was so scary, why did he fight for so long just now? Tang Shanjun was suspicious by nature, and stared at Xu Qiyan vigilantly.

Did the Qi-watching technique see something it shouldn't see? Tianlang put away his contempt and treated it as a formidable enemy.

There's something wrong with this kid... The miserable state of the white-robed sorcerer caught Hongling's eyes, and in a flash, a piece of information flashed through her mind, which came from a conversation she had with the sorcerer.

It was on the way to Dafeng to ambush the princess, and she heard that the Princess of Zhenbei was so magnificent that the sorcerer could see her from dozens of miles away.

She was curious for a moment, so she asked: "What if it is the third grade, the second grade, or even the first grade?"

The sorcerer answered her: "If it is the third grade, the soul will be severely damaged. If it is the second grade, it will be blinded on the spot and insane. If it is the first grade..."

The sorcerer did not continue, but Hongling could guess from his expression that the ending was death.

Second grade, this guy is the second grade? No, he has something related to the second grade, or even the same level... Hongling couldn't control her heartbeat at all, and her adrenaline was surging.

Her skin was covered with pimples, and every nerve was sending signals of danger and escape.

At this time, Xu Qian'an raised his hand and pressed it gently.

In the fluctuation of the qi like the breeze, the maids fainted together.

Run, run quickly, or I will die... A huge fear exploded in her heart. Hong Ling resisted the urge to escape and said with a forced smile:

"This kid is so arrogant, Zarmuha, hurry up, don't you want Confucian books?"

Zarmuha was bloodthirsty and warlike. He was not convinced. He did not sense that Xu Qiyan had a powerful force of more than the fourth rank in his body. After being stimulated by Hong Ling, he immediately pounced on Xu Qiyan with a grim smile.

The ten-foot-tall giant ran wildly, shaking the ground.

Tianlang and Tang Shanjun were about to attack, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. They turned back and found that Hong Ling had escaped alone, leaving everyone behind.

This... The pupils of the two fourth-rank masters shrank slightly, and an ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

Then, they heard a scream, a scream from Zarmuha.

Looking back in horror, they saw the ten-foot-tall giant kneeling on his knees in pain, and his right wrist was held by a pitch-black arm covered with deep blue veins.

The arm was muscular and completely disproportionate to its owner, slightly deformed.

The breath it exuded was evil and terrifying, as if it came from the abyss, from hell. Just one look at it, Tianlang and Tang Shanjun felt dizzy.

They finally knew why Hongling wanted to run away, and finally knew why the white-robed sorcerer shouted to run away.

With the sound of bones breaking, the body of the "giant" Zarmuha quickly shrank, and the screams stopped.

The two no longer hesitated, one jumped on the feather spider, and the other followed Hongling, and began to flee.

"The heart has a sudden enlightenment, no worries or fears." Xu Qi'an said loudly.

Buddhist precepts!

This time, he did not use the magic book, because it was Shenshu who controlled his body.

In an instant, Hongling in the distance, Tianlang and Tang Shanjun nearby, the fear in their hearts subsided, the idea of ​​running away was taken away, they turned around uncontrollably, wanting to fight Xu Qi'an to the death.

The influence of the discipline disappeared after two seconds, and fear and the desire to survive occupied their minds again, but it was too late.

Two seconds was enough for Xu Qi'an, who was possessed by Shen Shu, to complete the triple kill.

He drew out the black-gold long sword from his waist and threw it out suddenly, and then without looking at it, he flashed in front of Tianlang like a ghost, pinched his neck, and suddenly spit out his energy.

With a click, the head was taken off.

Then, Xu Qi'an jumped up, landed from a high place, stepped on Tang Shanjun into the ground with one foot, and slapped his head with his palm.

Bang!

Tang Shanjun's eyes turned white instantly, and his vertical pupils slowly dimmed.

At this time, a "puff" sound came from a distance, and the black-gold long sword pierced Hong Ling's chest and nailed her to the ground.

The body of a fourth-grade warrior was like paper in the weapons thrown by Shen Shu monk.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Hong Ling begged for mercy, spitting blood foam from her mouth, looking pitiful.

She felt a strong regret in her heart. If she hadn't participated in this siege, if she hadn't come to Dafeng, she wouldn't have encountered this monster at all.

The most terrifying person in the delegation was not Yang Yan, but this Yinluo, the devil hidden in the crowd.

She knew it now, but it was too late.

"I didn't kill you, I sent you into reincarnation." Monk Shenshu put his hands together, looked at the fake princess whose essence and blood were sucked, and said gently:

"Just like her."

Hong Ling looked desperate, she screamed: "Who are you, who are you."

"Dafeng Yinluo, Xu Qi'an." Shenshu said.

Xu Qi'an... Hong Ling murmured.

This was her last words, and the next moment, her head was also taken off.

After killing people, Monk Shenshu absorbed the essence and blood of three fourth-grade strongmen one by one, turning them into mummies.

"If you encounter such an opponent again, remember to call me..." After saying that, Monk Shenshu returned the control of his body to Xu Qian'an.

Is Master Shenshu so arrogant now... What a boring battle. I didn't understand the magic of a fourth-grade warrior at all. They fell down before they even exerted any strength... Xu Qian'an said to himself.

He was not surprised by such a result, and even thought it should be like this.

At the beginning, Shenshu's broken arm was sealed for 500 years, and he ran out of ammunition and food for 500 years. As soon as he was born, he was able to repel four Jinluo and one Yang Qianhuan.

Now he has been nurtured in his body for more than half a year, and he has also been nourished by the luck in the ancient tomb. If he has to fight against several fourth-grade warriors and fight fiercely, it would be too insulting to Shenshu's status.

I don't know if he has the ability to fight against the King of Zhenbei... Well, the King of Zhenbei is a third-grade, and the gap between the third and fourth grades is like heaven and earth. Shen Shu can kill the fourth grade, but he may not be able to kill the third grade... Xu Qiyan held the knife and looked around. In addition to the maid, there were two survivors.

Chu Xianglong and the white-clothed sorcerer.

"You are about to die. Do you have any last words to say?" Xu Qiyan walked in front of Chu Xianglong and asked.

"Who are you?" Chu Xianglong was only one breath left, looking at Xu Qiyan with turbid eyes.

He was pierced through the heart by an arrow, and death was inevitable. The reason why he was still alive was that the warrior's strong physique was supporting him.

"Didn't I say it, Dafeng Yinluo Xu Qiyan."

"That's not your voice."

Xu Qiyan didn't answer.

Chu Xianglong stared at him for a few seconds, and asked in a hoarse voice: "I have always wanted to ask you a question...you, the stone Buddha you gave me..."

"It's fake, pieced together, and it's missing some weight." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"......" Chu Xianglong cursed: "You will not die well."

Puff!

Xu Qi'an swung the black gold long knife and cut off his head.

Then, he looked at the insane sorcerer again. This person could no longer communicate, blood flowed from his eyes, and he murmured repeatedly: "Run away, run away..."

He raised his hand and cut the sorcerer off.

After killing all the survivors, Xu Qi'an took out the Confucian scroll, tore off the spell that recorded the Taoist "Gathering Yin Formation", and ignited the qi.

In the dense forest, the wind was gusting, and the sun seemed to have lost its temperature.

Seven unreal phantoms appeared and condensed in the air. They looked dull and a little dull.

Before the trip north, Li Miaozhen told Xu Qi'an that after a person dies, the heavenly soul and earthly soul leave the body, and the human soul will remain in the body and will not overflow until seven days later. When the three souls are not gathered together, the soul is dull and sluggish.

No matter what he is asked, he will answer truthfully and will not lie.

"How did you know that the princess was going north and set an ambush in advance?" Xu Qi'an asked calmly after scanning the souls of the four northern masters.

"Xu Shengzu told us."

"Giant" Zarmuha answered with a dull expression.

"Who is Xu Shengzu." Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice.

"A sorcerer..." Zarmuha answered every question and was very honest.

Sorcerer? Xu Qi'an's eyes immediately turned to the soul of the sorcerer in white, and he continued to ask thoughtfully: "Why did you ambush the princess."

After death, the souls are dull and inert. Questions must be answered one by one, otherwise they will not be able to answer.

"Prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the second rank." Zarmuha answered.

Prevent the King of Zhenbei from entering the second rank, so he has to kill the princess? ! Is there any inevitable connection between this? Without the princess, the King of Zhenbei cannot be promoted to the second rank?

This answer was completely beyond Xu Qi'an's expectations, so he paused and thought for a long time.

Originally, in Xu Qi'an's speculation, the princess's trip to the north had other secrets, perhaps related to Emperor Yuan Jing or some plan of the King of Zhenbei.

Well, that was indeed the case, but he could never have imagined that a mere woman was actually related to the King of Zhenbei's promotion to the second rank.

After pondering for a long time, Xu Qi'an asked Hongling, Tang Shanjun and Tianlang the same question, and the answers he got were the same.

The purpose of their killing the princess was really to prevent the King of Zhenbei from being promoted to the second rank... He asked again: "What's so special about the princess?"

Zarmuha murmured: "Legend has it that the princess' body contains rare spiritual essence. By absorbing her spiritual essence, one can easily enter the third rank."

This... Xu Qiyan's pupils shrank slightly, thinking he was talking nonsense.

If a fourth-rank warrior is still called a human, then a third-rank warrior is extraordinary and cannot be measured by mortals. This is the difference in life levels.

Therefore, the number of warriors from the fourth rank to the third rank has almost dropped off a cliff. Xu Qiyan has not counted how many fourth-rank warriors there are in Dafeng, but it is definitely not a small number.

But there is only one third-rank warrior, the King of Zhenbei, and the difficulty can be imagined.

A mere princess can make a fourth-rank warrior promoted to the third rank?

Thinking of this, Xu Qiyan couldn't help it anymore and turned his head to look at the old aunt.

No wonder she lost control of her emotions after learning that the official ship was ambushed. She was trembling all the way and felt insecure, which was completely different from her arrogant performance a while ago... She must know that she is special and what fate she will encounter if she falls into the hands of the barbarians.

Immediately, he thought of another unreasonable point.

"No, if the princess is really so fragrant, how did she survive all these years? The temptation of the fourth promotion, let alone the northern barbarians, even the fourth-rank masters in the capital of Dafeng may not be able to resist this temptation, such as Yang Yan."

Yang Yan, a martial arts fanatic, will definitely go crazy for it... But I asked Yang Yan when I was on the official ship, and he obviously didn't know the peculiarity of the princess... Well, if I were the King of Zhenbei or Emperor Yuan Jing, I would definitely not expose the princess's secret, but how did the northern barbarians know it?

Xu Qian'an asked this question.

Zarmuha answered truthfully: "Xu Shengzu said so."

Another sorcerer... He asked the same question to Tang Shanjun and Tianlang, and the result was the same as Zarmuha. They were sure that the princess had the so-called spiritual essence in her body, which could help them break through the third rank.

However, when it came to Hongling, Xu Qian'an's question was supplemented.

The charming woman looked dull and whispered: "The master coveted the princess and ordered me to come and kill her. I was jealous, so I asked him what was special about the princess. He said that the princess had spiritual essence in her body and told me a poem."

...Master? Chu Xianglong said that she was the favorite concubine of the leader of the Qingyan tribe. Is that master the leader of the Qingyan tribe? Xu Qian'an didn't care about it. He thought for a moment and asked, "Which poem?"

The charming woman instinctively showed jealousy and said, "She was born with a soul that overwhelmed all the beauties, and her grace was all over Mu Xiyang. She was praised by all as the beauty of the country, and her soul was tied to the world and attracted the emperor."

Isn't this the poem that Fuxiang told me? It is said that when the princess was still in her infancy, she was shocked by the abbot of a certain temple and wrote a poem for her......

"There must be nothing wrong with this poem, because it is widely sung, or there may be a deeper meaning behind this poem, but most people don't know it. When I return to the capital, I will ask Dean Zhao Shou."

Now, most of the mysteries have been solved.

The King of Zhenbei wants to be promoted to the second rank, so he needs the princess's spiritual essence to help him break through the last barrier. What Yuan Jingdi and Chu Xianglong are guarding against are the "enemies" in the Dafeng court. Some people don't want the King of Zhenbei to be promoted to the second rank.

But because of Xu Shengzu and the mysterious sorcerer behind him, the barbarians knew about this, so they set up an ambush in advance and wanted to take away the princess.

So there is a huge gap between the ambush masters and the escort forces.

That means the enemies in the court have not made a move yet?

No, they have already made a move... Xu Qian'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered some details.

Zhou Xianping, the former assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, led the tax silver case, and the mysterious sorcerer was involved in the tax silver case. This case told Xu Qian'an that the mysterious sorcerer secretly controlled some people in the court.

Zhou Xianping is the evidence.

How did the barbarians know that the princess was magical? It was this white-clothed sorcerer named Xu Shengzu who told them.

The traitors in the court must have colluded with the northern barbarians, because there is a link between them: the mysterious sorcerer.

"Damn it, the sorcerers are all old silver coins. The supervisor is secretly plotting, and the mysterious sorcerer is also secretly plotting, one is more sinister than the other. Wait, the supervisor probably knows the existence of this sorcerer..."

Xu Qi'an opened his mouth with a slightly dull look, and a thought suddenly emerged in his mind: The supervisor is playing a game with this mysterious sorcerer? !

Everyone is their chess piece, including me, and Shen Shu...

Xu Qi'an exhaled slowly and decided to ignore the matter of the supervisor and the mysterious sorcerer for the time being. That is something he will have to deal with in the future, but it is not something he can control now.

Chess pieces have their advantages. They can grow through the gifts of chess players. When he has enough strength in the future, he will overturn this chess game.

But before that, he has to keep a low profile and get nutrients from other channels. He must only absorb the gifts of chess players, and he will definitely not be able to grow strong enough to overturn the chessboard.

He turned to ask about the main purpose of this action: "The bloody massacre of three thousand miles, was it done by you barbarians?"