Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling couldn't help asking, "What is this, Brother Nine?"

Chu Xiang shook his head, "I can't say."

Chu Ling looked at Fakong.

Fakong shook his head and smiled.

Chu Ling snorted, "Master, where are you going? Shenjing is not prosperous enough and lively enough?"

She was smart and didn't use brute force. Fakong and Chu Xiang didn't say anything, so she didn't continue to pester and ask, and changed the subject.

Looking for an opportunity to attack suddenly, it is expected to succeed by surprise.

Fakong smiled and said, "Walk around and broaden your horizons. I'm only in the Great Snow Mountain and Shenjing now. I'm too ignorant."

"Walk around..." Chu Ling showed an interested look.

She originally thought that Shenjing was prosperous and big enough, much bigger than Lingyun Palace and the Forbidden Palace.

But no matter how big Shenjing is, it is indeed so small that it can be ignored compared to the entire Daqian. It would be nice to go out and take a look.

Chu Xiang saw her expression and said hurriedly: "Little sister, don't let your imagination run wild. The master can go out for a walk, but you can't."

"Ninth brother, why can't I?" Chu Ling said unconvincedly: "I can hide it from the palace by changing my appearance."

"Hehe..." Chu Xiang laughed.

Chu Ling frowned and looked at him dissatisfiedly.

Chu Xiang shook his head and smiled: "Little sister, do you really think you can hide it from the palace and from my father, the emperor and the queen mother?"

"...They are deliberately pretending to be confused?"

"It's good that you understand." Chu Xiang smiled: "Little sister, you are so smart, how could you not think of it? Think about your badge."

"If it weren't for my badge leaking the secret, I could have hidden it from them through the art of disguise!" Chu Ling regained his confidence.

"Hehe..."

"Ninth brother, you don't believe it?" Chu Ling snorted and said: "Then how about we try it?"

"Okay." Chu Xiang smiled.

He didn't think that the art of disguise could be hidden from people, but the difference between men and women could not be hidden from people.

"Then you wait." Chu Ling turned to look at Fakong: "Master, please get me a monk's robe. I want to wear it."

"Your Highness, I'm really sorry." Fakong shook his head and smiled.

There really is no monk of her size in the temple. She is taller than her, Faning is fatter than her, Zhouyang is shorter than her, and Yuandeng and the others can't count on her.

"Forget it then." Chu Ling said: "Brother Jiu, go get mine. I have a set of men's clothes."

"...Okay." Chu Xiang was helpless.

He really shot himself in the foot. Originally, it was just a joke. He just wanted to make fun of her, hit her, and let her give up the idea of ​​running away from Shenjing.

But in the end, he still had to run errands himself.

He, a dignified prince, had to run such errands. It was really...

He got up and left.

Fakong smiled and watched without dissuading him.

As soon as Chu Xiang left, Chu Ling blinked her big eyes and stared at Fakong, but didn't say anything.

Fakong looked at her with a smile and picked up the jade cup: "Do you want another cup? I haven't finished the apricot wine yet."

"...Forget it." Chu Ling swallowed her saliva and refused with difficulty.

When she thought of the apricot wine, she couldn't help wanting to drink it, but when she thought of her ninth brother Chu Xiang coming back and seeing them, she would inevitably nag, so she forced herself to hold back.

"Don't drink it all, save some."

"Really don't drink it?"

"No!" Chu Ling became firm from hesitation, especially when he saw Fakong's half-smile, he was even more angry and firmed his will.

Fakong smiled and nodded: "Then I won't force it, just keep it."

"Where are you going to play?" Chu Ling said: "How about taking me with you?"

"What do you think, Your Highness?" Fakong smiled.

Chu Ling sighed and shook her head, "You are so timid, you don't dare to do that."

Fakong nodded, "It's good that Your Highness knows."

"What's the big deal!"

"If the emperor thinks it's nothing, then it's nothing to me."

"...Okay, you don't have any pride anyway." Chu Ling pouted and said, "It's a pity that my third brother said you are very proud."

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Chu Ling laughed proudly, "I didn't expect that my relationship with my third brother is also good?"

"Prince Yi..." Fakong smiled and shook his head.

"Actually, my third brother is a very good person." Chu Ling said, "It's just that he has a bad temper and is too arrogant."

"As the third prince and the future emperor, it's natural for him to be arrogant."

"Third brother also said that as a divine monk with great supernatural powers, it's natural for you to be arrogant."

Fakong smiled: "Prince Yi is very angry, right? Arrogant people hate others to be arrogant the most."

"That's not the case." Chu Ling smiled and said, "Who made you his savior? You have to bear the anger. Although the third brother has a bad temper, he is still broad-minded."

Fakong nodded and did not refute.

In her eyes, Prince Yi is of course a good brother, a good person, and a broad-minded person, because she is the little sister that Prince Yi loves and a real relative.

But in front of others, that's another face.

Everyone has several faces and plays different roles.

"Did you give advice to the ninth brother?" Chu Ling tilted her head and looked at him: "You can't bear it after all, right?"

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Chu Ling said, "What ideas do you have? I want to hear them."

Fakong smiled but said nothing.

"You just fool me and tell me there is no solution." Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly, "You obviously still came up with a solution."

"When I told His Highness, there was really no solution." Fakong said, "It was a solution that I came up with after His Highness left."

"What solution?" Chu Ling asked hurriedly.

"..."Fakong stopped talking again.

Chu Ling secretly thought it was a pity.

He almost let it slip, but he was alert enough and didn't say it.

But it's easy. You can find out from Ninth Brother.

"Come here!" Chu Xiang came back again, holding a brocade cloth bundle in his hand and stuffing it into Chu Ling: "Come on, let's see your disguise skills."

"I'm sure it will surprise you." Chu Ling carried the baggage and entered Fakong's house with a twist of her waist, not showing any sign of anyone else.

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

Chu Xiang frowned, feeling that Chu Ling's move was too abrupt.

After all, it's a man's room, how could he get in so easily?

Chu Ling entered the house and closed the door.

"Master, over there..."

"I'm inquiring about news about Huangquan Valley." Fakong said, "Now we have some news."

Chu Xiang suddenly became energetic.

This is what he has always wanted to do, but he has never been able to do it.

Last time, Li Yuezheng, an important secret agent of the Green-coated Foreign Office, was almost killed. Exposing this secret agent was a heavy loss for the Green-coated Foreign Office.

"Yellow Spring Valley is not as hidden as we expected, but has become high-profile."

Chu Xiang gritted his teeth: "This kind of sect should be punished by everyone. King Chun of Dayong went too far!"

Such an angry guy still dares to use it. King Chun of Dayong has no bottom line, which is disgusting!

"I think there may be some action in Huangquan Valley," Fakong said.

The last time King Chun hosted a banquet for the masters of the Underworld Valley, why did the masters of the Underworld Valley kill everyone?

According to King Chun's fairness and strictness, he should not entertain them under such presumptuous circumstances in Huangquan Valley.

What's the secret?

He knew there was something fishy without even looking at it carefully.

If Chu Xiang hadn't bothered to help him this time, he wouldn't have talked so much.

Chu Xiang's face was as gloomy as iron.

The masters of Huangquan Valley are too insidious and difficult to deal with. Once they succeed, another plague will occur, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"Master, is there really no hope of destroying Huangquan Valley?"

"My lord, there is no need to kill by force." Fakong shook his head: "The price is too high. It is easy to kill but difficult to withdraw. It is impossible to escape intact."

If he took action himself, he could destroy the Underworld Valley, or even destroy it silently, but he would never bear such a huge responsibility.

The moment he takes action, he instantly becomes the most important enemy of Prince Chun's Mansion, and will use any means to deal with him at any cost.

It is the most foolish act to pit the power of one person against the power of a country.

Leveraging your own strength is the key, rather than doing it yourself.

"Alas!" Chu Xiang was too unwilling to give in.

"I will go explore the road this time and try to find ways to find their opponents." Fakong said, "That will be much easier."

Such small things are easy for him.

"...Not bad!" Chu Xiang nodded slowly.

At this time, the door opened, and a thin and handsome young man stepped out slowly, bowed with his fists clasped, and said loudly: "Brothers, you are polite!"

Fakong and Chu Xiang looked her up and down.

If there was no second person entering the house under their noses, they would definitely not think that this young man was Chu Ling.

Regardless of his body shape or appearance, there was nothing like Chu Ling. He had completely transformed into a different person.

"This..." Chu Xiang was the most surprised.

He originally thought that Chu Ling's disguise was just a matter of smearing his face and tightening his chest, barely making him look like a man, and that he could not really hide it from those who wanted to know.

But the handsome, upright young man in front of him really had no trace of Chu Ling at all.

Even Chu Ling's smart eyes changed, looking elegant, calm and generous.

"Really you, little sister?" Chu Xiang asked in surprise.

Fakong smiled and said: "His Highness actually possesses the miraculous skill of disguise. I admire him."

Chu Xiang looked at Fa Kong.

Fakong smiled and said: "It is indeed His Highness. His aura has not changed, but his appearance has indeed changed greatly."

Much like my own little wish-fulfilling magic.

"This is the magical skill of the golden cicada to escape from its shell!" Chu Ling said proudly: "It is contained in the secret treasury of the Forbidden Palace, how about it?"

"This..." Chu Xiang's eyes gradually lit up and he looked at Fakong.

Fakong shook his head and said: "It's useless, Your Majesty. Although the appearance has changed, the breath remains the same. There is no way to escape the secret tracking technique."

"Alas!" Chu Xiang sighed.

He immediately became energetic again: "If we look for a master from Cheng Haidao..., it's a pity that that guy is dead again!"

He thought of Wang Qingshan, the prodigy from Chenghai Road.

If you don't die, and if you cooperate with this miraculous technique, if the two are combined, you can still retreat calmly even if you destroy Huangquan Valley.

He felt sad and regretful.

"Brother Ninth, don't go off topic. Look at my whole body. Can anyone tell it?!" Chu Ling said proudly: "Who will know who I am when I go out?"

"Your cultivation level is too low and it is too dangerous to go out."

"There are guards."

"Guards can also make mistakes, so just stay in Shenjing first." Chu Xiang said.

Chu Ling shook her head, turned around and entered Fakong's room, slamming the door shut.

Chu Xiang was startled.

He looked helpless: "Master, I'm going to have a headache again. I have to prevent my little sister from sneaking out."

If you tell yourself that you are not allowed to go out, your little sister will definitely not listen and will definitely find a way to escape from Shenjing.

Fakong smiled and used his clairvoyance, looked at Chu Xiang, and nodded gently: "She will sneak out of the city in the evening in ten days."

This sentence rang directly in Chu Xiang's ears.

Chu Xiang smiled.

He lowered his voice: "Master, why don't you also learn this secret technique."

“Forget it.” Fakong shook his head.

Practicing such a miraculous skill would make people extremely wary. It would be fine for Chu Ling to practice it, but not for himself.