Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 464 Banished Immortal

  Before Zhang Jing's whereabouts had been uncertain, Han Qianshu was in trouble, so he kept Sheng Yuan Dan in his hand.

  In his eyes, even if Zhang Jing carries so many resources, it is useless.

  Although Shengyuan Pill is very useful for cultivation, it cannot be taken all the time.

  Resources are not equal to strength.

  Of course, he didn't know Mr. Zhang had that amazing big stomach.

  After leaving Zhenwusi, Zhang Jing went straight to Zhangfu.

  The purpose of this trip to Zhang Jing has been achieved, and the situation in the upper capital is indeed undercurrent.

  Emperor Li Ye's order to recall the governors from all over the country made Zhang Jing a little confused.

   Zhang Jing still knows a little about Li Ye, knowing that he is not a fatuous emperor.

   Has been in power for many years, not to mention the cleanliness of officials, who brought Dongqi to its peak.

   At least he is also a conservative king.

  In recent years, Dongqi has gained more and more advantages in the arena.

  Cracked down on black and evil forces in the territory many times, frightening the evil forces headed by the White Lotus Sect from raising their heads.

   Unlike the Beiyan court, it was almost about to be thrust in the face by the forces of the rivers and lakes.

  So, because of Li Ye's impressions over the years, Zhang Jing couldn't understand this time.

   Is he really not afraid of smashing Dong Qi?

   Are you really not afraid that you will not be able to end in the end?

   Or is it that the court has other arrangements behind this, and all this is a conspiracy?

  Master Zhang stood with his hands behind his back and looked towards the direction of the imperial city, full of thoughts in his heart.

  He has a bit of persecution paranoia, and always feels that there are people who want to harm him.

  So I think a lot on weekdays.

  This time was no exception, Zhang Jing subconsciously felt that there was a conspiracy behind it.

   "Bai Hong has met Master Zhang," just as Zhang Jing was thinking, a voice sounded beside him.

  Zhang Jing turned his head slowly, and chuckled lightly: "So it's Mr. Bai."

  When he reached his level, before Bai Hong approached, he discovered his whereabouts.

  The person who came here was none other than the disciple of the national teacher uncle Boduan, the fool Bai, who is now renamed Baihong.

   means lofty ambition.

   "I heard about Master Zhang's reputation yesterday, but I didn't expect to see Zhenyan today. I don't know when Master Zhang will return to Beijing?"

  Bai Hong said politely.

   There is no trace of the white fool before.

   "I just came back today. I didn't expect you and I to meet. It seems that you and I are indeed destined," Zhang Jing's eyes flashed.

  Bai Hong's current cultivation level has reached the first-class level.

   Moreover, its own breath is thick and solid, which is far from what the first-class early stage can match.

  In Zhang Jing's view, it is at least a first-class late stage realm.

  The last time I saw him, Bai Hong was still in the second-rate realm.

  It’s only been a few months so far.

   Every time you meet, your strength will increase dramatically.

   This scene seems familiar!

  Zhang Jing thought to himself.

  The next time we meet, won't Bai Hong be innate?

   Wouldn't it be a golden pill next time?

  Zhang Jing even felt that Bai Hong was a child of luck.

   "Or, this guy also has cheats?"

   "Moreover, in terms of cultivation speed alone, it is stronger than his big stomach."

   "It can't be a special check-in and punch card?" Zhang Jing guessed with evil in his heart.

   "Hehe, Mr. Zhang is right. It seems that I really have a lot of fate with Mr. Zhang," Bai Hong said with a smile.

   "Mr. Bai is really a genius who is once in a century. He went from a second-rate realm to a first-rate realm after not seeing him for a few months. I'm afraid I will call him Master Bai next time," Zhang Jing said with a smile.

   "Master Zhang is over-reputed, but it's just a matter of accumulation. Master Zhang's jewels are in front of him, so it's really nothing to me," Bai Hong waved his hand modestly.

   Zhang Jing: "..."

  This sentence also feels a little familiar.

   "Teacher still has some orders, I will take my leave first," Bai Hong cupped his hands.

   "Say hello to the national teacher for me."

  Bai Hong nodded and said:

   "Farewell."

  Looking at Bai Hong's leaving figure, Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, put **** together, and lightly swipe in front of his eyes.

  A mysterious **** light flashed across, and Zhang Jing directly opened his eyes.

  In his eyes, there were streaks of brilliance flowing on Baihong's body.

  It seems that there is a divine light protecting the body, like a banished immortal!

   After a while, Zhang Jing closed his Dharma eyes and started walking towards Zhang's mansion.

   No matter how talented Bai Hong is, as long as he is not his enemy.

   Zhang Jing was very fast, but returned home in a short time.

  Pedestrians on the road can only see some afterimages at most.

   Zhang Jing, who returned home, was not idle, and brewed all the spiritual tea in the mansion to make up for the damaged mind last time.

   Although the effect is not obvious, it is much stronger than natural recovery.

  ………

  The next day.

   Zhang Jing got up early and practiced cross-legged in the backyard.

  Autumn is very cool, with gusts of breeze blowing, making people feel comfortable from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

  In his previous life, Zhang Jing also liked autumn the most.

   Of course, he also likes spring very much.

   After all, it is the time of the year for the animals to communicate beautifully.

  Zhang Jing is no exception. She often visits beautiful girls from poor families to raise tuition for school.

  This is their unified rhetoric, and Zhang Jing has the right to believe it.

  Not long after returning home yesterday, Emperor Li Ye sent a little **** to deliver a lot of things.

   Spirit tea, spirit wine, elixir, elixir, and various cultivation resources are numerous.

  In fact, it was not just yesterday, even when Zhang Jing left Shangjing and led the Xuntian Division Yamen.

  The palace will send a lot of things every month.

  Grandmaster Jindan, a proper high-level Dongqi, some invisible benefits are still very strong.

   No wonder everyone likes to run into the system.

  Closing her eyes for a while, Zhang Jing slowly stood up.

  Yesterday, the respectful little **** not only brought things, but also brought Li Ye's oral order, asking him to go to the imperial garden to face the saint at noon today.

   Zhang Jing has no objection to this.

   It happened that he also wanted to see what was going on with Li Ye.

  Why did you suddenly give such an order.

  Out of Zhangfu, Zhang Jing concealed his aura and ate some breakfast casually at a breakfast stall.

   Very simple, a bowl of soy milk, two tea eggs.

   Apart from practicing martial arts every day, Zhang Jing occasionally tastes some delicious food.

   However, in this world, there are very few delicacies that he can praise.

  Speaking of which, a few months before going to Beijing, a revolution took place in the world of cooks.

  Some new stir-fried dishes are gradually becoming popular.

  Fry, fry, cook, fry.

   From these four words, many dishes have been changed, which has been praised by many nobles in the capital.

   This naturally came from Zhang Jing's mansion, and Zhang Jing did not stop it.

   Just concealed the name, no one knew who it was, and made countless people beat their chests.

  Later, before Zhang Jing left Shangjing, he had a bad taste, and people spread a name.

   "Old Eight."

  Those dishes are called the old eight secret recipes.

  Lao Ba is also called the God of Cookery by countless people.

   After eating the early food, Lord Zhang stretched his waist and walked towards the imperial city.

  Most of the personnel in the Imperial City Division have been changed, and Zhang Jing doesn't recognize any of them.

  However, Zhang Jing didn't recognize them, but they had heard of Zhang Jing's name.

  Being very respectful.

  After the blood change, the Imperial City Division is more elite than before.

  The commander of the Imperial City Division is a strong man at the peak of his innate state.

   Two innate mid-term deputy commanders under his command.

  This is only the outer imperial city, and the inner imperial city is even more exaggerated.

  Just the breath of the innate realm, Zhang Jing's perception is no less than ten.

  The capital of the imperial city is even more powerful in the Jindan realm.

  Suddenly, Zhang Jing suddenly realized that Grandmaster Xiantian seemed to be a bit rotten.

   No, it's not a bad street, but there are many more than before.

   Too much, naturally it is worthless.

   Zhang Jing looked on coldly and roughly glanced at the layout inside the palace.

   I was guessing in my heart, is this the background of Dongqi?

  Just now, Zhang Jing felt the aura of the Great Master of Golden Core again.

  In the end, Zhang Jing could only sigh secretly, Dong Qi deserves to be Dong Qi.

  The four major powers in the world are really not that simple.

   It is not that he has never been to the palace before, but his perception at that time was far worse than now.

   Soon, Zhang Jing was led by a **** to the Imperial Garden.

  The **** went in and gave a report, Zhang Jing's expression straightened, and he walked inside.

   As soon as I entered, two gray-haired old men met my eyes.

   Zhang Jing's eyes shrank deeply, and one of the two white-haired people was the current emperor of Dongqi, Li Ye.

  Zhang Jing still remembers that when he left Dongqi a few months ago, although his hair was a little gray, he was still in very good condition.

   And now...

  He has white hair all over his head, his face is a little shriveled, and only a pair of bright eyes remain.

  If he hadn't been sitting in the upper seat, Zhang Jing would hardly have recognized him.

   "Chen Zhang Jing, I have seen Your Majesty," Zhang Jing bowed and saluted calmly.

   Did not show the slightest abnormality.

  Li Ye glanced over Zhang Jing with divine eyes, nodded, and said:

   "Zhang Aiqing is alive."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty," Zhang Jing nodded slightly and then cupped his hands at another white-haired old man: "I have seen the national teacher."

   "Hehe... Mr. Zhang," the uncle smiled and slapped the head.

   "Zhang Aiqing, sit down quickly," Li Ye motioned.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty."

   After being polite, Zhang Jing sat on one side.

  On the table is a chessboard, obviously Uncle Duan and Li Ye are playing chess.

   "You did a good job this time. Even in Shangjing, you have started to spread the reputation of Aiqing," Li Ye looked at Zhang Jing and nodded with great satisfaction.

   "It's His Majesty who planned strategies in Shangjing to **** the minister, and the minister dare not take credit for it," Zhang Jing said modestly.

   "You, you," Li Ye smiled lightly and shook his head.

  Uncle Duan also wore his usual smile, but he didn't know what it meant.

   "Dare to ask Your Majesty to give instructions on what to do next, and all the members of the Xuntian Division will die for His Majesty," Zhang Jing said with a serious expression.

  Li Ye's summons made Zhang Jing feel that there should be something to order again.

   "Aiqing has worked so hard this time, so I will rest in Shangjing for a while," Li Ye said.

"Yes."

   Zhang Jing nodded.

  Li Ye glanced at Uncle Duan first, then turned his gaze to Zhang Jing and asked softly:

  (end of this chapter)