After collecting the Guaner Bottle, Li Qingxian and Zhou Chunfeng stayed for a while and said goodbye to Meng Huaichuan.

Ye Han was lost and left Dingnan Prince's Mansion.

Soon, Meng Huaichuan was in a carriage and returned home with two gangs.

"Mr. Marquis, the penis bottle caused the two to fight. Either there was a big secret or a self-deprecating magic weapon. Why didn't you take it back?"

Meng Huaichuan smiled and said, "I sold a treasure to a life wizard in the past. I also asked this. What do you think my father said?"

"What did the prince say?"

"No matter how good the treasure is, it is just a thing. For my Dingnan Prince's Mansion, one or two treasures will not be of much use. But it will never be a loss to exchange treasures for favors."

"But if the other party feels that the two clear things after buying it, wouldn't we suffer a loss?"

"If the other party remembers the relationship between Dingnan Prince's Mansion, there will be one more friend in Dingnan Prince's Mansion. The other party does not remember the relationship between Dingnan Prince's Mansion, and there will be one less enemy in Dingnan Prince's Mansion. If the other party is kind to repay the grudge, Dingnan Prince's Mansion will recognize one person in advance.

, It is still a good thing. After all, this world is the world of mankind. Even our Dingnan Prince Mansion cannot accept it. What's the use of keeping the most treasures in the world in the mansion?"

"The Marquis is brilliant."

"Like this "Holy Word" written by Mr. Chunfeng, put it at home. In the next few decades, do you know how many literary scholars will ask for copying this book? How can these imperial edicts be replaced with calligraphy and paintings?"

"Will they both tear their faces apart for treasure hunting?"

"Wrong. If they were like me, their family background would not fall for hundreds of years, it would be inappropriate. But one of them lost their father's protection and the other was excluded by the Marquis' Mansion. If they did not fight for it, they would have to die. The foundation of our Meng family is not born.

The ancestor of the King of Dingnan, Yu Lao, started from the ancestors who were like wolves and tigers before. The two of them were like wolves and tigers, which was the way to progress.”

"Who do you like more?"

Meng Huaichuan smiled indifferently and said, "Living."

Back at Chunfengju, Li Qingxian took out the yellow imperial edict and the ice-breaking ear bottle.

"Your or Ye Han's?" Zhou Chunfeng asked.

"What is this? In my hands, of course it's mine. What does it have to do with Ye Han?" Li Qingxian said without raising his head.

"Do you think it clearly?" Zhou Chunfeng said.

Li Qingxian was silent for a moment and said slowly: "If Ye Han stepped onto Lingxiao, will he leave me a way out?"

"Oh..." Zhou Chunfeng sighed.

"I am a life wizard." Li Qingxian said again.

Zhou Chunfeng nodded.

Li Qingxian gently stroked the old yellow imperial edict, carefully checked it carefully, and repeatedly used the life technique, but could not see anything, so he gave up for the time being.

Afterwards, I carefully checked the penis bottle and only knew that the material was unique and I could not see any strangeness when I used it in various ways.

Zhou Chunfeng said: "Nanxiang Hou said that if this thing is really a treasure, it will be hidden. Keep it, and wait until it is hidden and it will come to life."

"It's possible." Li Qingxian nodded.

"As for the old Huang imperial edict, the words on it were not written by Zhu Yongzhi, but the words of Zhu Yongzhi's students. Zhu Yongzhi had many disciples, one of them was the Emperor An Chao's dynasty."

"That Emperor An Huo who was poisoned to death by the eunuch?"

Zhou Chunfeng nodded and said, "I can't be wrong with his handwriting."

Li Qingxian held the old Huang imperial edict and watched it carefully, saying, "I want to study it carefully."

Zhou Chunfeng took out all the imperial edicts and calligraphy from the lucky silverfish bag and piled them up.

"That's enough for you to use for a while."

"It will be no problem to use it for four or five years." Li Qingxian was very satisfied with collecting more than 300 imperial edicts and calligraphy and paintings.

"I will exchange it everywhere in the past few days, and I will give it to you together before the Qingyun test." Zhou Chunfeng said.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou." Li Qingxian smiled.

"You go and prepare for the eighth-grade Qingyun test. Compared to the seventh-grade Qingyun test, the eighth-grade Qingyun test is just a pure competition for strength. It is no problem for you to win the head of the throne. However, you can't be too big."

"yes."

Li Qingxian returned to Room Jiajiu and continued to practice.

In the capital of October, the heat has disappeared and the autumn is solemn.

Before dawn, only a faint whiteness was revealed, and the large courtyard of the left room of the Police Officer Sibei Road Hall was filled with night guards.

When Li Qingxian walked out of the Jiajiu Room and into the yard, the night guards shouted.

"I wish Li Ke to get ahead!"

"I wish Li Kepeng a great journey!"

"Li Ke decided to win the eighth-rank Ao Head!"

"Call in advance, Li Ao's head."

The military supervisor Fei Yan, the head of the house, He Lei, and some middle and low-level officials from the police department were all there.

He Lei walked over with a smile and sent Li Qingxian out with Fei Yan.

Li Qingxian asked in confusion: "Where is Jingguan? I haven't seen him for almost a month. Is the inner factory so busy?"

Fei Yan said in surprise: "Don't you know? He got an expedited errand a while ago and left when he received the order that day. I'll have a day to see you."

"Entertainment of errands? No wonder I didn't tell me when I left. But when will our new housing supervisor arrive?" Li Qingxian asked.

Fei Yan shook his head.

He Lei said, "Don't worry about others for now. You will be in the examination room today, have a good rest, and go to the battle tomorrow. Don't worry about the eighth-grade Qingyun test I told you a few days ago."

"Don't worry, Brother He, I've thought about it over and over again and will not be careless."

Accompanied by a group of acquaintances, Li Qingxian walked out of the side door with some Ye Wei who were preparing to participate in the eighth-grade or seventh-grade Qingyun Trial.

Outside the side door, there were hundreds of tall horses with red silk flowers on their heads lined up.

"Have you come out of leisure?" Song Baige shouted.

Li Qingxian looked over and saw Song Baige, Qiu Ye, Wang Bukuo, Jin Yuan, Lu Gaoming and others, as well as the candidates and guards who accompanied them stood by their respective horses.

Zhou Hen handed the reins of a sweat-blooded BMW to Li Qingxian and said, "Mr. Zhou said, I won't give you this day. When the seventh-grade Wanxiang Qingyun trial is over, you will return to the city with Song Baige, and he will be in the city with Lord.

Welcoming outside the door

You two. By the way, Lord Zhou has prepared a calligraphy piece and will give it to you after Qingyun comes back."

Li Qingxian took the reins and said with a smile: "I will be lucky in my three lives if I can get the gift from Uncle Zhou."

Song Baige, who was standing beside him, turned over and said, "Our seventh-grade acquired competition, your eighth-grade tomorrow competition, just can see you. If you don't win the head, don't stay in the examination room and wait for me. If you can't afford to lose that person, hurry up and go back.

God will receive the punishment."

Li Qingxian also turned over and said with a smile: "No matter what, I will wait outside the Wanxiang Map. Then don't return empty-handed, just take the title of ordinary seventh grade, which will embarrass your father."

"Bah! Can I compare with you in the seventh grade? Who are the opponents I meet? What are you meeting?" Li Qingxian shouted: "Dear friends who participated in the eighth grade Qingyun Examination, you heard it.

, Song Baige's grandson looks down on you. If he can't rank among the top seventh-rank Qingyun test the day after tomorrow, let's make him famous together."

"Yes, I can't forgive him!"

Everyone was clamoring and boarding the horse.

"Don't harm me!" Song Baige was so embarrassed when he saw that he offended so many eighth-ranked people.

Farewell to Fei Yan, He Lei and others, and everyone rode their horses and walked forward slowly.

The eighth-grade and seventh-grade candidates are in front, and their guards, family members or entourages are in the back.

Zhou Hen and the others from Jiajiu were following not far away, looking at Li Qingxian and Song Baige and others talking and laughing.

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