Chapter 230 Who is coming?

Chapter 230 Who is coming?

At nightfall.

In the Wang family's yard.

Wang Mingdao was sharpening his knife with great effort.

The knife is not an ordinary knife.

It takes true energy to grind.

The reason he sharpened the knife was because he didn't know why he felt a little uneasy today.

It was as if something big was going to happen.

But this is the capital.

It is the place where the popularity of the entire Dakang gathers and the place where gods suppress.

If something really happened, Wang Mingdao could only go with the flow.

At this time, a shadow came over evilly.

"Ming Dao, why are you sharpening your knife here?"

"I can't sleep, find something to do."

Wang Mingdao was sharpening his knife seriously, and without turning his head, he asked, "Uncle Yang, what about you? Didn't you continue to discuss important matters with my father?"

Shadow said wickedly, "He is passionate and cunning, but there are some things and some people that are destined not to turn back until they hit the wall, so talking about 70% to 80% is enough, and any more is not good enough."

"Humph, he's always so pedantic."

Wang Mingdao snorted coldly: "If it were me, I would not return to Beijing at all, but..."

"But what?"

Shadow Xieyi came forward, stared into his nephew's eyes and said, "Where can you go if you don't go back to Beijing? Without the protection of the gods, with your Nascent Soul cultivation, you will die in the hands of Xieyi sooner or later."

"Uncle Yang! You know what I mean."

Wang Mingdao's voice suddenly became a little excited.

Shadow avoided the question and sighed silently.

Young people in their twenties have not yet been smoothed by the world, are impatient, and always want to achieve something big, but in reality, empty talk is greater than reality. This age is really good...

It's a pity that it's old.

And not even a human being.

Only with the nail in his head can he maintain his evil sanity.

Every day and every night, it had the thought of eating humans.

It takes a lot of perseverance to endure.

"Stay in the capital for a dozen years, and your father and I will help you plan your future."

Shadow said indifferently, "Before we entered the city, I told you that everything that happened before was just a dream. The more you forget it, the better."

Wang Mingdao asked: "Uncle Yang, have you forgotten?"

"Of course I forgot."

This made Wang Mingdao a little disappointed, and he threw the knife that had not been sharpened aside.

In fact, his knife was just an ordinary steel knife.

To a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, it was as good as paper.

When you sharpen the knife, you are sharpening your restless heart.

Seeing this, Yingzi Xieyi picked up the knife and walked to Wang Mingdao, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Living in the capital is not easy. You must always pay attention to your words and actions. This is what a real man should do."

Wang Mingdao nodded in surprise.

But suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be a vague figure in the dark corner of the yard.

For a moment, he immediately became alert.

The evil shadow was shocked and said coldly, "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"The future emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, the future emperor of the Yellow Springs, the Lord of Taixu, the Majesty of the Evil Ones, the boss of the Western Buddhist Kingdom, oh, and the only heir to the Jingxian Temple."

As soon as these words came out.

An idea popped into Wang Mingdao's mind.

So many people came to kill my father?
But the next second, he reacted.

"Chen Huangpi!!!!"

"Yes, it's me!"

Chen Huangpi walked out with big strides, wearing a straw raincoat.

After seeing who was coming.

Yingzi Xieyi and Wang Mingdao were both dumbfounded.

"His Majesty!"

When Shadow Xieyi saw Chen Huangpi, he couldn't help but say, "This is the capital, under the rule of that fake emperor. Why did you come here instead of staying in the Shiwan Mountains?"

Chen Huangpi said: "I missed you guys, so I came here."

"His Majesty……"

Shadow Xieyi was deeply moved.

Having worked under Chen Huangpi before, the feeling of being valued came back to me.

"Uncle Yang, didn't you say you forgot everything?"

"Forget what?"

The shadow said evilly without hesitation: "That's the way you and I came here. Can we forget it just like that?" After saying that, it looked at Chen Huangpi seriously again.

Your Majesty has grown taller than before.

And it seemed to have become much stronger, and even the slightest breath could not be detected.

Those who don’t know him would just think of him as an ordinary teenager.

But this young man is an evil one.

The yellow-skinned king.

The evil emperor.

Thinking of this, Shadow Xieyi whispered, "Your Majesty, where are your evil ones?"

"do not know."

Chen Huangpi shook his head. After the Shiwanda Mountains were closed, the evil spirits disappeared without a trace.

Although they are still related to the Book of Souls.

But Chen Huangpi couldn't feel whether they were still in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

And it cannot be summoned.

The soul-collecting ghost told Chen Huangpi: The power of the Soul-Catching Book is not strong enough to break through the seal of the Ten Thousand Mountains. Unless there is a hole inside the Ten Thousand Mountains, it is impossible to summon it out.

Of course, if the evil spirits come out on their own, they can definitely be summoned.

However, the evil spirits were born from the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Just like Chen Huangpi doesn't want to leave home.

They wouldn't think of coming out unless they have nothing to do.

"Don't think too much, little shadow."

The brass oil lamp hanging on Chen Huangpi's waist stretched lazily and said, "Chen Huangpi and I came to the capital for serious business. Why did we bring so many evil things with us?"

"Oh? What is your Majesty doing?"

Shadow Xieyi was very curious.

After all, they were a king and his subject, so it subconsciously put itself in the shoes of Yang Aiqing and thought about sharing Chen Huangpi's worries.

Chen Huangpi pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "I'm going to find the Yin-Yang place where the moon sets, and then bury myself in it to practice the skills my master taught me."

"The extremely dark place where the moon sets?"

These words stumped Yingzi Xieyi.

Wang Mingdao frowned and said, "Chen Huangpi, didn't your master tell you where it is?"

Ever since the heaven and earth changed and evil appeared.

The monks discovered that the evil spirits rarely appeared during the day and preferred to come out at night.

Therefore, some monks believed that evil spirits were afraid of the sun.

Therefore, some monks practiced chasing the sun, looking for a way to restrain the evil.

But those monks all failed.

The cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage is really too limited.

As for the moon, some people have tried it.

And it was also concluded that the moon is closer to this world than the sun.

But no one knows where the moon sets.

The key point is that this thing does not exist in the human world.

Chen Huangpi shook his head: "My master didn't tell me, he just told me to remember to bring a coffin."

At this time, Shadow said in an evil tone: "Your Majesty, perhaps the ancient monks knew about this Yin-Yang Land, but the information is in the hands of the noble families and the false emperor. If you really want to find it, you probably have to start from here."

Chen Huangpi nodded.

He knew from Song Qiuyue's memory that the aristocratic families and Emperor Dakang had been secretly collecting books about the ancient practitioners' skills, and openly listed them as banned books.

"Then how do we get these banned books?"

Chen Huangpi said, "I remember the Song family still owes me enough copper coins to pile up into two mountains. Can I use this money to exchange with them?"

Shadow shook his head evilly: "Money is like dirt to them, how can we exchange it?"

"Besides, the Song family's collection of books is just a drop in the bucket compared to the palace."

The Song family likes to collect martial arts techniques and some secrets.

It sounds like something like the Yin Yang Land is not something that ordinary cultivators in ancient times could access.

After all, it is related to the sun and the moon.

Come to think of it, these records would only be found in the imperial palace.

Looking at this scene, Wang Mingdao said suddenly: "Not necessarily. Isn't the one from the Du family still in the capital?"

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "Wang Taishou, does the Du family know?"

"Chen Huangpi, what...what did you call me?"

"Grandmaster Wang."

Chen Huangpi asked in confusion: "Didn't I appoint you as the governor of Xuzhou City? Although Xuzhou City is gone, I didn't dismiss you. Wait, why are you reacting so strongly?"

"His Majesty!"

Wang Mingdao straightened his back and said in a serious tone: "Don't blame me for my strong reaction. It's true that a half-level higher official is still a level higher!" (End of this chapter)