At the twelve realms of martial arts, saints are the peak existences, and their strength is even better than that of great masters like Zou Yan and Wei Wuji, and are admired by all living beings.

Xun Sheng lived in Linzi City. With his Taoist practice, he would definitely come in time. He was even faster than Wen Qing, but he never showed up. His attitude was intriguing. This shows that he chose to be neutral and did not want to stand between the old and new royal families.

As the first disciple of Xun Sheng, although Mr. Wen Qing has appeared and started from the overall situation of Qi to protect Prince Tian Chen, he came to see the peasant family at this time and did not have any hostility, but advised them to retreat quickly.

Both the master and the apprentice wanted to be in harmony, or in other words, they had a scale in their hearts about right and wrong, but they were only suffering from the situation and identity and did not dare to express their opinions publicly.

Wen Qing smiled without saying a word and made a gesture of invitation.

The girl turned around and walked out of the deep forest, suddenly stopped, and asked behind her back, "What's his name?"

Thanks to Yang Zheng, she was defeated today and was eager to find out his background.

Wen Qing also turned around and walked towards the mountains, saying, "I have a premonition that you two have a deep relationship and will see you again in the future. You can go find the answer yourself..."

The girl stopped stopping and ran towards the south quickly under the cover of everyone.

A middle-aged fat man stayed outside and after meeting them, he kindly encouraged: "Niece Linyin doesn't have to be depressed. Anyway, the king is critically ill. When he dies, we have a chance."

He was dressed in luxurious clothes and wore a white jade ring on his left hand, and he was obviously of extraordinary identity.

Jiang Linyin nodded, her face was cold and her emotions were still very depressed.

Seeing this, the old man in charge of protecting her asked in a low voice: "Miss, the assassination failed. What should we do next?"

Jiang Linyin hurried to the road, remained silent for a while, and looked sideways at the middle-aged fat man, "Uncle Lou, do you know Xun Sheng?"

Through today's failure, she realized that no matter how the farmer plans to make plans, it will eventually be difficult to bypass the mountain Xun Sheng.

Today, Mr. Wen Qing will come forward. If this continues, sooner or later, they will force Xun Sheng to come out, and then they will not be able to escape unscathed.

When the fat man named Lou heard this, he stroked his beard with a funny expression, "Niece, the saint is not a joke. Let's not provoke that old guy, otherwise..."

He thought that Jiang Linyin wanted to take action against Xun Sheng and remove the mountain first.

Jiang Linyin raised his hand and denied his speculation, "I figured it out. It's far from enough to rely on the power of the farmer. We must pull Xunzi into the water!"

If you think about it carefully, they did not find anything. At least they could see clearly the experience of Master Xun Sheng’s disciples sympathy and did not want to stand with the royal family who usurped the throne and gained power.

Then, she has hope to fight for it and get the support of Xun Sheng.

As long as this Confucian leader is willing to nod, even if he is just watching the wall and stops interfering, it will be a great progress for them.

Mr. Lou suddenly realized his mind and frowned and said, "Your idea is very good. But, Xun Sheng is in seclusion and we don't even have the chance to see him. We can't risk going to the academy, right?"

A saint is unattainable, and you must first meet people if you want to negotiate.

Jiang Linyin's bright eyes flashed, her intelligence and talent were no less than Yang Zheng. She quickly came up with an idea and turned around and looked deep in the mountains of Chaoyun Mountain.

"One green and two white, we can't see him, so let's impress his two disciples first!"

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Deep in the chaotic mountains.

After the strong peasant family retreated, the Spring and Autumn Formation dissipated and the fire gradually weakened.

Tian Chen was completely scared when he suffered this disaster. He still hurried behind the snow hills, not daring to show his head, waiting for the strong people in the city to come to help.

Yang Zheng sat on the ground, held Tian Tian in his arms, and sent her true energy.

Tian Shuang was standing by, watching Yang Zheng's every move, and couldn't help but sigh: "I finally understand why my elder brother is willing to abandon Quan'er and keep you. It turns out..."

Yang Zheng blinked and signaled not to say it.

He set fire to the mountain just now, and others could not see the clues. Tian Shuang had been with the Red Flame God Niu for many years, so how could he not recognize the Samadhi True Fire? It turns out that the deepest intention of the eldest brother Tian Dan is here.

Tian Shuang knew it and asked with a divine thought: "I see your technique. Although you haven't mastered the essence of the Fire Bull Formation, you can also skillfully arrange the formation, right?"

Yang Zheng activated the dragon energy and ignited the mountains of clouds in a crazy way. It seemed to be in a scattered manner and was indisciplined, but in fact, it was based on Tian Dan's knowledge and roughly imitating the outline of the Fire Bull Array.

Yang Zheng nodded.

Unfortunately, Tian Dan still kept his hands.

Tian Shuang said comfortably: "You have been in the mansion for less than two months and you can reach this point. You are so talented. My brother is right. If he is present, he will definitely applaud you!"

Yang Zheng smiled.

At this moment, the earth began to shake. A large group of cavalry rushed out of the dense forest, full of murderous intent, surrounding the entire hill.

Prince Tian Chen quickly got up and cried with joy after seeing the flags floating below the mountain, "This is a martial arts camp! You are finally here!"

He danced and ran down the mountain with only a dozen remaining people excitedly.

A moment later, Wen Qing came to the top of the mountain, saluted Yang Zheng, and bowed to the ground, "Thank you for your actions to save the crown prince from danger."

This is a very serious etiquette.

Yang Zheng stood up and returned the courtesy, and said sincerely: "Thank you for saving your life. If you have any useful things in the future, please speak up."

He admired Wen Qing's elegant demeanor and did not dare to take credit. He knew that if this person had not appeared in time, he would not even be able to protect himself, let alone protect the prince.

Behind Wen Qing, a general knelt on one knee, bowed down his burly body, and said respectfully: "You save my precious son's life, and you are my benefactor of Sun Dianxiong. Please accept my benefactor!"

Yang Zheng didn't understand, so, "This is..."

Wen Qing explained: "Brother Dianxiong is the commander of the martial arts camp and the descendant of the military saint. Sun Jin, the only seer in his family, went hunting with the prince today. He was rescued by you in the group just now and survived."

Descendants of the Soldier?

Yang Zheng was stunned at first, and then he realized that the Saint Sun Wu of the Sage of the Soldier is also from Qi, and it is not surprising that his descendants live in Linzi.

There were descendants of Mencius before, but now there were descendants of grandsons. It was true that none of them were casual people who accompanied Tian Chen out of the city to hunt, and their backgrounds were all scary.

He helped Sun Dianxiong up and said, "General Sun is so polite. What's the point of asking for trouble!"

What he thought to himself was that this person was both the descendant of the Military Saint and the commander of the Fighting Battalion. He was powerful and powerful, but he could not afford to offend him. If he could make friends with him and get involved in Linzi City in the future, he would have more ways.

Wen Qing looked at Yang Zheng's actions and said with satisfaction: "We share a hardship, I don't know the name of my little brother. Are you walking with Mr. Tian's granddaughter? Is it his disciple?"

It seems that when Yang Zheng and Tian Chen and others confronted each other, he already sensed the murderous intent and sneaked into the chaotic cloud mountain.

Yang Zheng shook his head, "My name is Yang Zheng, I have been engaged to Tian'er. He is the old man's grandson-in-law, not his apprentice."
Chapter completed!