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Volume 1 I don¡¯t know the world of heaven and earth Chapter 16 Meeting

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    Still drinking tea, still reading stories, and still having people fanning them.  This great pastime was the same as yesterday except for one difference.  It's just that Master Zhou has already been warned.  But we can no longer talk about cultivating immortals and monsters.  So what I¡¯m talking about right now is the book about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies that is easy to understand.  The basic plot of this kind of book is that the useless scholar accidentally glances at the girl, or touches her hand or something, and then the girl tries her best to cheat, giving him gold and this year's imperial examination.  The test questions are spot on.  So in a blink of an eye, the poor scholar had money, a house, and a job in a government agency.  After that, he will emerge and enter the general phase.  Much better than modern pornographic novels.  Zhao Hong yawned when he heard this.  However, Mr. Zheng and the historian were both traditional scribes. They loved to dream like this, and both of them listened intently.  Just clap your hands and cheer.  "Boring, how could such a thing really exist in this world" Zhao Hong listened for a long time, only shaking his head.  The two scribes next to me were a little unhappy after hearing this.  But it's hard to say clearly: "What you heard about cultivating immortals and monsters before is really not true." After all, they were guests, and they were accompanying him, the quasi-emperor.  It doesn't matter whether they are happy or not, as long as the quasi-emperor is happy - this is indeed the truth.  It's just that Mr. Zheng was furious, but he really didn't dare to tell Zhao Hong any more stories about cultivating immortals and monsters.  He has been with Zhao Hong for ten years, and he knows the quasi-emperor very well.  I think of it as soon as it comes out.  The idea is very good. When you make up your mind to do something, do it right away. Don't listen to anyone's advice.  Mr. Zheng was really scared. No matter how much he listened to the two jokes, the emperor stopped doing anything in his interest and went straight to the deep mountains and forests to search for immortals.  It¡¯s just that for a while, he really didn¡¯t have any good ideas.  Listening to Zhao Hong's words: "Let's talk about it in a fairy tale." He was a staff member - not even a minister - although Zhao Hong had promised to let him join the cabinet as a bachelor, the actual appointment had not yet been made.  He didn't come down, and even if he did, he really had no way to remonstrate with Zhao Hong.  Mr. Zheng over there was distressed, but Master Zhou, the storyteller here, nodded in agreement.  Although ordinary people are not that sensitive to changes in the court.  However, hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops mobilized martial law in various ways and ran around like street tigers.  This is something you can actually see.  And the banner of these troops is this third prince who usually looks inconspicuous.  And the words he said were no longer "prince", but "prince".  "By order of Prince Hong" is the most standard opening statement for these forbidden troops and those armored cavalry with unknown origins riding tall horses.  A minister told him not to talk about fairy tales before. This is no problem.  But now the would-be emperor spoke.  That would be even better.  "Your Highness wants to hear it, so of course I'm fine with it, little old man." Master Zhou nodded repeatedly, and just as he was thinking about which passage he was good at, a strange wind suddenly blew outside the window.  It makes people dizzy.  There was still a sound in the wind, and there was a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha - boy, what do you mean by listening to that old man's nonsense?! If you want to hear about things in the practice world, I will tell you! What do you want to hear, I will  I¡¯ll tell you what!¡± After this burst of laughter, everyone took a closer look and saw a strange man with disheveled hair, wearing black clothes and a black robe, with a long sword stuck on the left side of his waist and a long knife on his right side.  It seems extremely arrogant.  This is Demon Lord Yi Qiuyue!  Over there, Mr. Zheng was so dumbfounded by Yi Qiuyue that he stood up involuntarily and knocked over the tea cup.  He was just about to shout: "There are assassins! Guard!" But he found that his tongue was numb and he couldn't open his mouth.  When I thought about going out to call someone, I found that my feet were numb and I couldn't move.  He only had one pair of functional eyes left - he didn't dare to glare at anyone, for fear that the other party would destroy his skills.  "The historian is basically the same as him - Master Zhou who tells jokes. He is a little commoner, timid, and got under the table when he saw something was not right.  After a while, the only one who could move at this moment, that is, the prince Zhao Hong, did not wait for the imperial guards and family generals guarding the door to break in and draw their swords, shouting: "Stop and don't move!" to protect his safety.  Therefore, at this moment he can only rely on himself.  After sighing secretly, Zhao Hong shook his sleeves, crossed his legs and still sat still.  Said: "Hero, are you here to assassinate the king?" "No!" Yi Qiuyue was stunned for a moment after hearing what he said, and then shook her head in denial.  "Oh. So, you recommend yourself and show off your skills to get an official position?" Zhao Hong asked again.  "No!" Yi Qiuyue continued to shake?.  "Then it's really possible that you're here to tell me a story." Zhao Hong nodded, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture: "Then let's talk about it." "I¡ª¡ª" Yi Qiuyue at that time  I felt my neck was thick and my face turned red.  I was speechless for a moment.  It was also at this time that I didn¡¯t know whether it was to help him out, or to watch his jokes.  The Taoist figure appeared in a burst of light blue light: "Your Majesty, don't get angry with this junior." After saying this, he flicked his duster and announced his family status: "I am a poor Taoist, Yuan Yi,  I have seen His Royal Highness Prince Daxu. "It can't be compared to the black wind and evil aura when Yi Qiuyue appeared.  After Old Taoist Yuan Yi appeared, everyone around him felt their eyes light up and nodded secretly.  This old Taoist was originally wearing a slightly shabby blue Taoist robe, but now he no longer knows where he is.  What is hanging on the body is a golden fairy dress with Bagua embroidered edges. This fairy dress is shining with light golden light. In addition, this Taoist's hair has been combed at some time, and the Nine Yang Purple Gold Crown is heavily bundled.  His fair-haired boyish face, his introverted appearance.  When the ten people saw it, nine of them secretly praised: "What an old immortal, he is really a righteous Quanzhen." And Yi Qiuyue was the only one among the ten who felt bad.  Not only does it feel bad, it feels terrible.  "Hey Taoist, you¡ª¡ª" Yi Qiuyue felt that she couldn't turn her head around at that time.  I just felt three big words floating in my heart: "I've been fooled." "Chang Yuan is so polite." Zhao Hong was even more angry at Yi Qiuyue's greeting.  I just feel like I'm being used as a stepping stone.  So he didn't wait for the man to finish speaking.  Then he grabbed the conversation again and said to Zhao Hong: "Boy, I have heard what you said two days ago. Do you want to live forever? I will give you this opportunity, as long as you worship me as your teacher.  , I will definitely teach you everything I have, as long as you can learn even 10% of it, you will be able to conquer the world and be successful in cultivating immortals, and your life will be as long as the heavens!"  "Umyou haven't asked me the name of this master yet?" Zhao Hong thought to himself: "I just said that it was impossible for a god to fall in front of me and accept a disciple. But I didn't expect that his words came true. And it's not a -  "Two! This is true." "I remember Qiuyue, the Demon Lord of Shenghuang Sect," Yi Qiuyue said to herself.  "Oh Mr. Yi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhao Hong snorted and swallowed the second half of the sentence, "I haven't heard of it."  He looked very surprised and didn't ask him why a "devil" came out of a "holy" sect.  Then I also gave him a meeting and a gift.  The Demon Lord's complexion improved a little - and then got worse again.  Just because Zhao Hong turned his head again and asked the Taoist: "Master Yuan, do you have the same purpose of coming here as Mr. Yi?" The Taoist who called himself Yuan Yi squinted his beard and nodded.  Nodding, he replied: "Of course."
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