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Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Sixth Beiming Sutra!(1/2)

The next day,

Zhang Jing arrived at the Zhenwusi Yamen early and waited.

After all, it was for his business, so it was nothing wrong to go earlier.

As for Zhang Ye, Jiang Xin, Fan Chong and others were arranged at home by Zhang Jing.

After waiting for a while, Han Qianshu walked in.

Zhang Jing was waiting here early and said nothing.

"I have met the commander," Zhang Jing hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"Well, get up," Han Qianshu raised his palm and signaled.

Zhang Jing nodded and stood up.

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"Sir Xie."

"Let's go, come with me," Han Qianshu whispered.

After saying that, he turned around and didn't waste so much.

"yes."

Zhang Jing followed Han Qianshu with all his steps.

Zhenwusi is not far from the palace, and it is almost a quarter of an hour.

If there was any danger in the palace, I am afraid that with Han Qianshu's strength, he would be able to arrive in a flash.

Maybe it is because of this that the Zhenwusi is so close to the palace.

It is to protect the palace.

What is different from what Zhang Jing imagined is that the dignified Emperor of Dongqi was just an ordinary person.

Even if you have some cultivation, you are not very high. Anyway, you must have no innate realm. This was beyond Zhang Jing's expectations.

He originally thought that the helmsman of the entire Dongqi would be the strongest man in Dongqi.

Later, after some understanding, he realized that it was not just Dongqi.

The emperors of Western Chu, Southern Jin, and Northern Yan were also like this.

Moreover, the emperor also had great authority, which made Zhang Jing a little confused.

He estimated that there should be a real controller behind the emperor.

And there are more than one, so this strange state is formed.

Of course, this is just Zhang Jing’s own guess.

What is the truth? It may be natural to know after he climbs to the high position.

The imperial palace in Dongqi was built very majestic, with yellow all over the body and very bright.

Han Qianshu did not walk through the front door but the side door.

The gate usually walks when you go to court.

Zhang Jing followed Han Qianshu all the way through, except for Han Qianshu illuminating his waist sign when he entered the door.

No one will interrogate at other times.

Of course, the main thing is that they don’t dare to do so.

One of the four commanders of Zhenwusi, this is a second-rank official above the court.

Extremely powerful.

Like Zhang Jing, now he is the fifth-grade commander.

Further up is the fourth-rank supervisor,

Third-rank tutor!

After walking for a while, passing through layers of interception, Zhang Jing followed Han Qianshu and finally arrived at the treasure house.

There are heavy troops here, and even if it is just a pawn, Zhang Jing can feel the feeling of true energy flowing from him.

"Master Han, are you?" a guard at the door bowed and asked.

"Of course I'm going in, go and spread it," Han Qianshu stood with his hands behind his back and glanced at the man.

"Yes, sir, wait," after saying that, the guard turned around and walked in.

Soon, it seemed that the guard had reported it to Han Qianshu.

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"Sir, please come in."

Han Qianshu nodded and whispered to Zhang Jing: "Come with me."

Zhang Jing owed his body slightly and walked in behind Han Qianshu.

There are many guards outside the treasure house, but it looks very quiet inside.

There was only one old man with a sloppy beard, lying on a chair with his eyes closed.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe and his hair was white.

There is also a wine gourd on the table next to it.

He didn't look like a master at all.

But the more this happens, the less Zhang Jing will be careless.

According to Zhang Jing's judgment, such a person must be a master of his kind.

Sure enough, when Han Qianshu saw this sloppy old man, he bowed and bowed.

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"I've met senior."

Zhang Jing also performed the ceremony.

In his heart, Zhang Jing was stormy at this moment.

The one who can make Han Qianshu bow down is likely to be a powerful person above the realm of Golden Elixir.

The sloppy old man still didn't open his eyes, but just said slowly:

"It's Lord Han, what's the matter?"

"In front of my senior, Qianshu dare not be called an adult. This time he came to find a master of the innate realm for a great commander under my command."

Han Qianshu whispered.

"You should bring it to me personally?" The sloppy old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Jing.

In an instant, Zhang Jing seemed to fall into an ice cellar, feeling as if he was seen through.

The old man's eyes flashed and flashed.

Then, he nodded and said, "No, it's still a good seedling."

He could roughly see through Zhang Jing's bone age at a glance. He could break through the innate realm at this age, which was indeed amazingly talented.

After the old man withdrew his gaze, Zhang Jing felt that his body seemed to have warmed up a little.

Zhang Jing didn't say much about the old man's comments, but just lowered his head a little.

But my yearning for strength is ignited in my heart.

If he had the strength, this old man would never dare to be so presumptuous.

"Before you go in, you will see it," Han Qianshu patted Zhang Jing's shoulder and said.

He used to come like this,

After all, there are treasures in the treasure house, and it is impossible to let outsiders in.

Just taking out anything here is enough to cause a bloody storm in the world.

Zhang Jingshou nodded with a smile, and nothing unusual appeared.

Arrogance without strength is just a desperate attempt.

In the eyes of this old man, Zhang Jing is just a bigger ant.

Before talent is transformed into strength.

It is still necessary to be slack.

In Zhang Jing's eyes, it was a bit offensive, but in the eyes of the old man, this was nothing at all.

Anyway, he has always had this attitude, and it has been hundreds of years, and there is no problem.

The old man waved his hand and suddenly a loud bang on his left.
To be continued...
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