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Chapter 51: The fishing drums in Liaodong are frequently reported urgently, and the Taoist first ent

Qian Yiqun came out of the void and felt cold on his forehead. He reached out and touched him but felt nothing. He shook his body again, and he didn't feel like wearing a robe.

"What's wrong with you?" A Niu asked.

Qian Yiqun looked at A Niu with a complicated expression, shook his head slightly and said, "It's nothing, the master just explained something."

"Well? What's the matter?" A Niu asked.

Qian Yiqun told his master to go north to see Sun Chengzong help him, but he just hid the matter of Chengyou Shenxiao Dharma lineage. It was not that he could not believe A Niu, but he felt that this matter belonged to his own private affairs, and the journey was long, so it would be better not to say it first.

The circle of secret techniques is so big, and the matter of inheriting the lineage is mostly destined to be destined. If people who should not know know it will be destined to be detrimental to be convicted for nothing.

"Then go directly to the mansion of Master Sun." Bai Feng's eyes looked at the six ears and seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he did not fall a single point. Bai Sha just said to him: Seeing that Qian Yiqun's forehead suddenly had three golden lights, he knew that Qian Yiqun must have gained something in the void, and it was probably fate.

Being able to do good deeds according to the will of heaven is a rare shortcut to merit in the world.

"I have a relationship with Master Sun, so I can post to see him." Bai Feng said again.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: Although Yi Lin is anxious, there is still one year left. Master’s matter is just an introduction, so go and have an explanation first. Sun Chengzong should retire because of the pale battle in the Daling River this year. Most of his affairs are the war in Liaodong, which is just the same way.

Huh...

"Why is this bird still standing here?" Qian Yiqun pointed to the mountain eagle that was resting with her eyes closed on the elk's horns and asked the fox.

"I'm waiting for you to give it a reward." said the fox.

"This... what reward?" Qian Yiqun thought to himself: Does a bird understand human favor so well?

"Fresh meat." The fox smiled, "Do you think this is an ordinary feather?"

"Is there any mystery?" Qian Yiqun was stunned.

"It is also an ancient spiritual seed. The original deity is Bi Fang." said the fox.

"Then why can't it speak?" Qian Yiqun was searching for fresh meat in the golden scale basket, and thought to himself: Master is a rare powerful person in the world. He uses ancient spiritual seeds to deliver express delivery. Why are they all spiritual seeds? The one around me can't do anything except pretending to be dead and running away.

Bai Ze rolled his eyelids: "The ancient spiritual seed cannot be understood by saying it."

That's Bai Ze's talent!

Qian Yiqun finally found a three-eyed wolf tenderloin and put it on the elk antler. The elk stomped his feet in discomfort, almost stopping and demonstrating.

The mountain eagle cried happily, pressed its claws and tore it off with its sharp eagle beak, swallowing it into its stomach.

"Old Bai, please help me comfort the deer." Qian Yiqun gently patted the elk's neck, and saw that the elk was still angry. He had to beg the fox to take action.

The fox came over and didn't see anything it said. The elk had already come down safely and started again. Qian Yiqun was envious and was also surprised by the way the animals communicated, and it seemed that the sound was only a small part.

Shanying quickly finished eating the wolf meat tenderloin, cried happily, then closed her eyes and took a nap, really treating the deer antlers as an eagle.

"It said, it was your master who asked it to follow you." The fox translated.

"Well, Master also gave me a bird." Qian Yiqun shook his head slightly, "I also said that Master is biased towards Senior Brother Aniu, it's really inappropriate."

A brief repentance passed in an instant. Qian Yiqun smiled and said, "Our team has grown stronger again! Lao Bai, what do you think we call it? The surname is Bi... Why is it called Buya Tung?"

"Please call us Brother Fox." The fox was very unhappy, especially worried that someone would guess his original deity because of this "Old Bai".

"Okay. Lao Bai." Qian Yiqun touched the stubble on his chin, "I call it Xiao Fang? No. People would think it was called Fang Qingzhu..."

So, along the way, Qian Yiqun was immersed in thinking about the name of the mountain eagle. This name also changed along the way with Lao Bi, Xiao Bi, Bi Bi, Xiaoshan, Xiaobi.... Almost every time I sleep, the mountain eagle will have a new name. The foxes will inevitably hurt the mountain eagle.

Fortunately, Brother Bi Fang doesn't lay eggs. He only eats meat and sleeps, and never pays attention to Qian Yiqun's strange words. As an ancient spiritual seed, the value it shows is not only about delivering express delivery, but also about hovering on the mountain to prevent bandits from ambushing.

A group of six people traveled a long distance, sprinkled countless gold and silver along the way, and finally arrived in Beijing.

Since the founding of the capital of the Mongolian Yuan, Beijing City has been one of the best cities on the Eurasian continent, with a famous work called Dadu.

After the State conquered Dadu, it conferred this place to King Yan Zhu Di. In order to destroy the dragon energy, all other buildings in the Forbidden City, except for the Longfu Palace, which was left as the Yan Palace, were demolished.

When the King of Yan Zhu Di conquered the Tian Jing Dynasty, he was completed and rebuilt the Forbidden City in Beijing. From then on, the era when the emperor guarded the country's gates began. In order to distinguish between the two capitals in the north and south, people at that time called Nanjing the capital and Beijing the capital, which meant that the emperor wanted to station the army.

From Yongle to the present, more than 200 years have made the prosperity of Beijing City far better than the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty. The city is divided into inside and outside, with sixteen doors open, which is the number of nine inside and seven outside, which is majestic and spectacular.

"The prosperity of the capital is indeed different from that of Jiangnan, with a sense of grandeur everywhere." Baisha sighed.

"The people in the capital are indeed arrogant." Liu Dingding wore a masked hat, and even so, he often attracted the covetness of the prodigal son.

The fox didn't care about the prosperity of the world, but just smelled the smell of barbecue. He just slapped his lips, implying that Qian Yiqun should have something to say.

Qian Yiqun now doesn't have to worry about money, and he is much more mature, and he will no longer care about a lamb leg. He bought half a roasted lamb and put it in the golden scale basket, but was regarded by the seller and other buyers as a gangster who was a trick of the sky bridge. He applauded in unison, which saved him a lot of trouble while being depressed.

Alas, it is clearly a world of high demons, why do the people still instinctively not believe in the sayings of gods?

Qian Yiqun thought in his heart.

If it were in the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, people had a simple heart and would kneel down and shout "Gods" when they saw treasures like Jinlin Luan. However, now the people think that their horizons are broad and knowledgeable. They should use their own experiences and prejudices when they see anything. They are not far behind, but they are also proud of themselves, thinking that they have seen the root and truth of things. It is really a joke.

"Sun Ge Lao's mansion is in Qipan Hutong." Bai Feng revisited his hometown this time and temporarily served as a tour guide. He did not forget to introduce the ancient sites of the capital along the way.

"Lead the way forward." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.
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