Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

These days.

A lot of things have happened between the two of them.

He wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Chang An while his relationship was heating up.

It's best if you can gain something. If not, it doesn't matter. Just cultivate your relationship slowly in the future.

"Senior sister just told me that she has not seen the prince for the past few days because she is afraid of disturbing the prince's martial arts practice."

So again.

Is it because of shyness or something else.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know, he only knew that normal couples shouldn't be like this.

However... Chang An has a mental illness and cannot face intimate relationships calmly, which is understandable.

Having said that, it just so happened that I needed to hone my martial arts skills in the past few days to prepare for the upcoming Xia Miao.

If you don’t see it, just see it.

Give her some time to adjust to married life.

It's not too late to talk after Xia Miao is over.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "I understand, I'll come back in a few days."

After saying that, he glanced at the wing and left the courtyard.

Jiang Chuyue originally thought she could chat a few more words, but she didn't expect him to leave so decisively, and suddenly felt empty in her heart.

He stopped there, thought for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the side room.

She wanted to have a good chat with her senior sister.

Even though he pretends to be the prince in his heart, he still always neglects others like this.

If this continues, senior sister will lose her son sooner or later.

The sun sets over the western mountains.

Night falls.

The bright moon casts its light like flowing water.

In the courtyard.

Ren Pingsheng held the broken knife in his hand, faced the moonlight, rose into the air, and struck a blow.

Just like a dragon emerging from the abyss, setting off turbulent waves, accompanied by bursts of loud dragon roars, it is so majestic that the gods and Buddhas retreat.

"Good sword skills!"

Courtyard gate.

Xiao Rongxue stopped where she was, looking at the majestic body that looked like a god and a demon, her eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

The depression in my heart in the morning dissipated a lot as the day went by.

On the way back, she thought a lot.

Ren Pingsheng was originally the husband of Princess Chang'an, not to mention that it was possible that he was just treating illnesses. Even if he wasn't, it was human nature for two people to be in love and make a strong fire.

If there's anything wrong with it, it's that the timing is wrong, it's during the day.

anyway.

It is natural for a young couple to be affectionate, whether it is day or night, it has nothing to do with them.

It was just that when he was being hunted by Jin Yiwei, he had skin-to-skin contact with Ren Shengsheng, so he unconsciously regarded him as his forbidden object.

It's obvious that he has no reputation and no status, so what's the point of being pretentious?

Figure this out.

Xiao Rongxue no longer hesitated, and smiled lightly: "This sword technique is very strong, why have I never seen you practice it before, because you are not strong enough?"

As the daughter of the Wulin Alliance, she has been exposed to all kinds of sword skills since she was a child, and she has never seen any kind of sword skills. Even so, the sword just now still made her feel extremely amazing, so she asked this question.

"Roughly the same."

Ren Pingsheng said casually, put away the broken knife, looked at Xiao Rongxue, and asked: "Is there any gain in investigating the case today?"

Xiao Rongxue smiled: "I was about to tell you that the body of Shangyuan Magistrate's daughter has been found."

For some reason, Ren Pingsheng always felt that Xiao Rongxue's smile was a little stiff, as if it was forced out.

Did another accident occur during the investigation?

After thinking about this, he asked: "Are you in trouble again?"

"No." Xiao Rongxue shook her head.

"Then why do you have such an expression?" Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but ask.

"what expression?"

"nothing."

Ren Pingsheng thought he had made a mistake and changed the subject: "Where was the body found?"

Hear the question.

The stiff smile on Xiao Rongxue's face disappeared, gradually became serious, and she slowly uttered three words: "Monster Locking Tower."

Demon Locking Tower?

Ren Pingsheng was a little unfamiliar with this name. He thought about it for a few seconds before recalling the relevant information.

The Demon Locking Tower is a huge tower built with money from the Zhou Dynasty. It has nine floors and houses the captured demons.

It is said that most of them are salted fish below the sixth grade.

There are only three fifth-grade ones and only one fourth-grade one, and they are all locked up on the ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower and guarded by dedicated personnel.

There are no extraordinary demon monks of level 4 or above who have been captured so far.

"How far is the Demon Locking Tower from Shangyuan County?" Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds and asked again.

"Three hundred miles." Xiao Rongxue replied.

"." Ren Pingsheng was silent for a moment.

Three hundred miles in two days. It didn't take much to think about it. A daughter of a magistrate's family couldn't walk that far even if she was alive, let alone a corpse.

From this point of view, there are only two possibilities for the corpse to appear near the Demon Locking Tower.

One is that they were transported there.

The second is that someone took control of her body.

As for why.

The reason is very simple. The opponent has no physical body and can only possess the body to try to maintain the stability of the soul.

After thinking for a few seconds, he asked again: "Are there other people's footprints near the body?"

Xiao Rongxue shook her head: "No."

So, there is a high probability that it is the second possibility.

Someone took control of the body of Shangyuan Magistrate's daughter.

"I think……"

Ren Pingsheng expressed his thoughts to Xiao Rongxue.

Xiao Rongxue nodded slightly: "I think so too, but I don't know what the other party's purpose is in going to the Demon Locking Tower."

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Have you visited the Demon Locking Tower?"

"No."

Xiao Rongxue explained: "The ten-mile radius of the Demon Locking Tower is a restricted area. Except for the Demon Locking Envoy, no one is allowed to approach it without the will of Emperor Zhaowu."

There is also this saying.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he said: "Could it be related to Xia Miao in a few days?"

Xiao Rongxue nodded and said: "I think so too."

Always, I am the same.

Miss Xiao has inherited the true teachings of Zhang Yide.

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart and put forward a new guess: "Could the person who controls the corpse be the one who originally controlled Miss Qingying?"

This time, Xiao Rongxue did not say I am the same.

After a few seconds of silence, his face was solemn: "It is indeed possible."

"I remember you said that the Gu tribe has the skills to refine puppets. Maybe this person is from the Gu tribe. The Gu tribe and the demon tribe have been allied for a hundred years. They have long been inseparable. He must have some plan when he went to the Demon Locking Tower."

As it concerns Xia Miao, Ren Pingsheng also attaches great importance to it. He said seriously: "Although the demons in the Demon Locking Tower are not of high rank, they are numerous and powerful when gathered together. Once something unexpected happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

This matter must be reported to the emperor, and the emperor will send someone to investigate to see if there is any change in the Demon Locking Tower."

Xiao Rongxue nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you said."

After that, without any hesitation, he turned around and left the courtyard.

Ren Pingsheng watched her leave with a solemn face.

No matter who controls the corpse, the target must be the Demon Locking Tower.

The Demon Locking Tower is closed all year round. There are fourth-rank demon lockers guarding the tower, so it is not easy to get into trouble on weekdays.

However, as Xia Miao approaches, the Demon Locking Tower will release a group of demons to the hunting grounds under Wusheng Mountain. It is hard to say whether someone will take advantage of this opportunity.

"Let the Demon Suppression Division and the Emperor worry about the Demon Locking Tower. The most important thing for me now is to improve my strength.

There are still five days until Xia Miao. Try to master the first move of Dragon Roar."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, picked up the broken knife again, and began to practice hard.

Time passed.

His arm gradually ached.

Still did not stop, and practiced for another half an hour until his arm felt like it was filled with lead, and then he stopped to rest.

After a while.

Xiao Rongxue returned to the courtyard: "This matter has been reported to the Deputy Envoy of Demon Suppression, and there will be a result in two days at most."

"That's good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded gently.

Two days is not a long time.

If it is found that something has happened in the Demon Locking Tower, Xia Miao may postpone it.

"It would be great if it could be postponed. With my strength, I can deal with most of the seventh-grade warriors after another month of training."

After the competition with Xiao Rongxue in the past few days, and the last time he went into the mountains to suppress bandits.

Ren Pingsheng already had a general understanding of his own strength, which was not much different from that of a standard seventh-grade warrior.

One more month of training.

It is unrealistic to subdue all the seventh-grade warriors.

But at least I will have more confidence to compete for the third place.

"I hope it can be postponed."

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, and then he heard Xiao Rongxue's voice beside him.

"How is Princess Chang'an's illness?"

Why did you suddenly mention Chang'an.

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Xiao Rongxue, and saw that she looked normal. After hesitating for a while, he replied: "It's fine."

"That's good."

Xiao Rongxue nodded gently, was silent for a few seconds, and said again: "I heard from Jiang Chuyue that you treated Chang'an this morning?"

Treatment?

Arranged for Chang to relieve the torture brought by the Xiongfeng Pill.

Probably, perhaps, it should also be considered as treatment.

Ren Pingsheng's old face turned red, but he did not deny it and nodded slightly.

Xiao Rongxue's eyes showed a complicated look. Although she had the answer in her heart, she still asked with a one-tenth of hope: "What disease is being treated? How is it treated?"

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Ren Pingsheng was speechless for a moment. After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "Warm disease is dry and hot, so force out sweat, and the smoke and fire will naturally disappear."

Force out sweat?

How to force out sweat?

Xiao Rongxue opened her mouth and wanted to ask more questions, but Ren Pingsheng interrupted her before she opened her mouth.

"It's getting late, you still have to be on duty tomorrow morning, go back and rest early, I want to sleep too."

Ren Pingsheng finished speaking, without giving her the opportunity to ask more questions, and walked towards the house.

Xiao Rongxue stood there with a slightly complicated expression.

After standing for a long time, he sighed leisurely and returned to the house as well.

The next day.

It was still dark, and the morning moon was hanging obliquely in the sky, looming.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and instinctively opened the sign-in panel. His mind moved.

[Sign-in successful, strength +1]

The emotionless system prompt sounded.

Ren Pingsheng got up, changed his clothes, picked up the broken knife, walked out of the house, and began to practice "Dragon Roar Sun and Moon Slash".

For a whole hour, he did not feel tired at all.

For the next two days, he seemed to feel no fatigue. Except for the time for eating, he practiced "Longsheng Gong" and polished his martial arts.

The degree of hard work was so severe that even Xiao Rongxue, who came from a martial arts family, felt a little abnormal.

In fact.

As early as when Xiao Rongxue first came to Ren's house, he was slightly shocked by his extremely regular work and rest and extraordinary self-control.

It took a while to get used to it.

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon three days later.

The sun was shining brightly.

In the courtyard.

Xiao Rongxue stopped where he was, looking at Ren Pingsheng wielding a broken knife not far away, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: After ten years of hard training, even if he couldn't break through, he didn't get tired at all. It's no wonder that he could make such great progress within a month of getting the golden elixir, and be on par with the seventh-grade body with an eighth-grade body.

On the other side.

Ren Pingsheng didn't notice Xiao Rongxue's gaze. He was immersed in his own world, dodging, controlling his strength, and performing dragon roar.

After a while.

He finished this round of training, wiped his sweat with his hand, walked to Xiao Rongxue's side, and asked: "What did you find in the Demon Locking Tower?"

Yesterday, the emperor issued an order to order the Demon Suppression Division and the Jinyiwei to go to the Demon Locking Tower to cooperate with the Demon Locking Envoy to investigate whether there was any abnormality in the Demon Locking Tower.

One day should be enough to check.

"Everything is normal."

After Xiao Rongxue finished speaking, he was silent for a few seconds, sighed and said: "In fact, there was no investigation at all. The deputy demon suppression envoy and the demon locker believed that there was no possibility of any accident in the Demon Locking Tower. They roughly counted the number of demons in the Demon Locking Tower. It was the same as the list, so they didn't ask any more questions."

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly: "Just counted the number?"

"That's right." Xiao Rongxue nodded.

"What's the difference between this and going through the motions?" Ren Pingsheng frowned even tighter.

"It's just a formality." Xiao Rongxue sighed.

There are so many demons locked up in the Demon Locking Tower. Once something unexpected happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

Don't the Deputy Envoy of Demon Suppression and the Demon Locking Envoy understand this truth?

Going through the motions in such matters is fine if nothing goes wrong, but if something goes wrong, it will be a big deal!

Since Xia Miao was involved, Ren Pingsheng did not hesitate and said in a deep voice: "I will go to see the emperor and ask him to re-investigate."

Then he walked out of the yard.

Seeing this, Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a moment, but still called him: "Wait a minute."

Ren Pingsheng stopped and looked at Xiao Rongxue.

"The deputy demon-suppressing envoy said that there is a trace of will left by the Martial Saint in the Demon Locking Tower. With it, the demons inside cannot be affected."

After Xiao Rongxue finished speaking, he explained: "The Martial Saint is the only first-grade cultivator left in the world. His will is enough to subdue the many demons in the Demon Locking Tower. Even if the one who controls the body of the daughter of the Shangyuan County Magistrate is a third-grade cultivator, he cannot compete with the will of the Martial Saint with his soul alone."

The Demon Locking Tower can actually be related to the Martial Saint.

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly.

He still felt that the matter of the Demon Locking Tower was not that simple.

However, after Xiao Rongxue said this, it would not make much sense to go to the emperor again. I am afraid that he would just perfunctorily deal with it in the end.

"It seems that all we can do now is to be vigilant when Xia Miao is here to prevent accidents."

With this thought, Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, looked at Xiao Rongxue, and nodded: "I know."

After speaking, he turned around and walked back to the courtyard, intending to continue practicing martial arts.

At this time

Xiao Rongxue suddenly said: "I will also participate in Xia Miao in two days."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at her, and asked curiously: "In what capacity?"

Xia Miao is a test for the sons of military meritorious service.

I am the prince of Zhenbei, so it is reasonable for me to participate in it.

She is not a son of military meritorious service, why should she participate in Xia Miao?

Xiao Rongxue said: "The Emperor Zhaowu ordered that the three people from the Demon Suppression Division must participate."

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was a little confused.

The three people from the Demon Suppression Division, as expected, refer to Xiao Rongxue, Bai Ping and Murong.

Miss Xiao was seriously injured, and her strength fell to the seventh rank, and her actual combat power was barely considered to have just entered the sixth rank.

And Bai Ping and Murong were not injured, that is, the strength of the fifth rank.

Two fifth rank participated in Xia Miao.

There is no doubt that they will win the top two.

Let's not talk about whether they can compete for the third place.

They have never been married, so what's the point of winning the third place?

Dog emperor, you are bullying too much.

As Ren Pingsheng was thinking this, he heard Xiao Rongxue say: "By the way, the emperor asked me to tell you that when it comes to Xia Miao, as long as you go all out and enter the top five, his promise to you will remain unchanged."

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was relieved immediately.

That's about right.

He looked a bit like his father-in-law.

By the way.

This time, in addition to two fifth-grade and two sixth-grade masters, there are also many masters in the seventh-grade in Xia Miao.

It's not easy to enter the top five.

You still have to seize the time to practice, every second counts.

That's all.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Xiao Rongxue, without idle talk: "It's almost time to rest, I'll practice first, and we'll talk when we have something to say."

After that, he held the broken knife and waved it.

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Xiao Rongxue saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, a little speechless.

No wonder he worked so hard these days.

It turned out that the emperor promised him benefits.

By the way.

I don't know what benefits the emperor promised him, which is worth him making so much effort, just to fight for a slim hope.

It can't be that he marries his sister-in-law to him, right?

That's all.

No matter what the emperor promises him, I'll help him when the time comes.

Anyway, I'm only two cases away from solving the five cases.

There's no need to fight for the top five, leave early.

Thinking of this, Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a moment, and also put aside distracting thoughts and began to practice, preparing to help Ren Pingsheng enter the top five in two days.

Two days later.

June 4th, the Great Heat.

Early morning.

A hunting ground two or three hundred miles away from the capital.

The drizzle, the mist, and the sky are dark.

On the high platform, flags are fluttering.

Emperor Zhaowu sat on the dragon chair in the middle, looking at the Wusheng Mountain in the distance, his eyes deep.

On both sides are two rows of long tables, on which are placed fine wine and delicacies.

A group of nobles sat behind the tables, chatting casually.

"Does Yingyang Hou have a candidate for the first place in Xia Miao this year?"

"It must be the son of Anguo Gong's family."

"I think so too. I wonder if Marquis Yingyang has placed any bets this year?"

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes looked at Marquis Yingyang next to him and raised his eyebrows.

Marquis Yingyang immediately understood: "50,000 taels of silver bet on the prince of Anguo to win the first place, 50,000 taels of silver bet on the prince of Zhenbei to enter the top ten, and the rest are a few thousand or a few hundred taels, just for fun, not worth mentioning. I wonder who Marquis Linjiang is betting on this year?"

Every summer, Changlefang, the largest gambling house in the capital, will open a handicap.

The rules are very simple.

List the characters who may win the top three and enter the top ten, set the odds, and let the nobles bet.

It is almost a consensus that the prince of Anguo, Bai Ping, will get the first place, and the odds are very low.

Even if you bet 50,000 taels, you can't make much money.

So.

Marquis Yingyang placed all his hopes on Ren Pingsheng, hoping that he can emerge as a dark horse and rush into the top ten.

The probability is very low.

But if it really happens, it will be a big profit!

When the gorgeously dressed Linjiang Hou heard this, he looked disappointed: "Brother, why did you think of betting on the prince of Zhenbei? He just broke through the eighth rank last month. It's hard for him to get into the top 50, let alone the top 10. Isn't this 50,000 taels just thrown into the lake?"

I'm not feeling well today, so I can only add this much. Sorry.