Chen Xuanqiu left the palace in a bad mood until he walked out of the palace. He didn't understand why Yin Shou agreed to compete for the position of the Lord of Fengchang Temple.

Perhaps, it is really to allow me to gain experience and succeed to the position of Grand Tutor in the future.

Ascending the throne of the Grand Master... Chen Xuanqiu suddenly thought of Yin Shou's words just now. One day, Tai Shi Tan went away... He couldn't help laughing. If this was to let the loyal Tai Shi Tan know, I'm afraid he would have a mouthful of blood?

Although a country's imperial court had to worry about the cultivation of the crown prince when the spring and autumn were in full swing.

When a minister is old, he has to start studying who can take over his rank when he leaves, and investigate and train him in advance.

But the problem is that Master Tan is not actually old. He is in his early fifties and has more than half of his life for a practitioner.

Another thing is to say it publicly... the emotional intelligence you suffer is worrying.

Chen Xuanqiu shook his head and got on his car.

The car was rumbling and drove away from the imperial road of the palace. Chen Xuanqiu sat in the car with a slightly frown. He had to find a way to end the ridiculous election of the temple master as soon as possible. While everyone else was focusing on this matter, he conducted a survey on the Fengchangyuan of the various vassal states.

Chen Xuanqiu thought, and suddenly felt that the path he was walking was wrong.

The curtain was lowered, and he did not look at the road outside, but from Chen Mansion to the palace, the road conditions, the degree of bumps, the length of the road, and how long it took to turn the bridge, even if you were sitting in the car, you would feel it.

Chen Xuanqiu came out with great thoughts. The servant lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and lowered his footsteps. He got on the bus. Looking back now, it seemed that they were all lowering their heads at that time and did not see their appearance.

Although Chen Xuanqiu is not familiar with the servants in his house, he still has some impression of it.

Chen Xuanqiu was shocked and hurriedly reached out to lift the curtain of the sedan chair. As soon as he touched it, he seemed to have been touched with electricity and shrank back, his fingertips were still numb.

Outside the sedan chair, a clear voice sounded: "There is no need to panic, we have no malice.

It's coming soon, so I'll always be calm."

Chen Xuanqiu was not willing to listen to him. He stretched his palm and the calming whip was already in his hand, and immediately stabbed the curtain of the sedan that was gently swaying with the car.

The whip was like a child holding a wooden sword, stabbing the tough and slippery old cowhide that had just been soaked in water. It could not be broken at all. What's even more amazing is that the curtain was obviously hanging down, and he was gently swaying with the bumps of the driving, and he couldn't even pick the curtain open.

What kind of spell is this?

Chen Xuanqiu closed his calming swing, clenched his fists tightly, and Zhenwu's fists gathered intent. He shouted softly, tweeted his fists, and hit the top of the sedan chair with a "bang".

Even if the top of the sedan chair is made of iron, it will be penetrated by his iron fists. Unexpectedly, the top of the sedan chair will sway as usual, and his fists will not destroy the top of the sedan chair at all.

The voice outside the window smiled slightly: "I thought it was safer in front of the palace, so I was careless.

In the future, you must be careful at all times and in all directions. No matter how powerful you are, you will have time to be calculated by others."

Weapons are useless, fists are useless, and Chen Xuanqiu still has a mouth.

There were noises of pedestrians outside, and merchants were hawking, and it was obvious that they were passing by a bustling city.

Chen Xuanqiu pulled open his throat and shouted: "Help, kidnap! Come on, kidnap the imperial officials..." The handlebar almost fell out of the car, and his face turned dark for a moment.

This... is really the son of legendary young master Zhu Chen Daoyun?

Is this the followers they selected for "Nirvana Light"?

This kid is too... too awkward?

Chen Xuanqiu's voice was very loud, and it could be heard in the three streets in front, back, left and right. The problem was that the pedestrians walking beside the car did not hear it at all.

They still walked and stopped, chatted and laughed, and stopped to look at the goods of vendors on the roadside. Chen Xuanqiu's voice seemed to be strangely sealed in the small car space.

There was no movement in the car, no attempt to break the car, nor did I shout for help.

The handlebar style was a little confused, and even couldn't help it. He wanted to open the curtain to see what was happening inside, but why did Chen Xuanqiu suddenly become completely different?

However, he did not do this. The seal was condensed by the power of divine thoughts of thirty-six priests, and attached to it to the inside of the car sedan. Chen Xuanqiu's whip and fists just now hit the wall of the mind power, rather than the real roof of the car curtain.

His voice can only be heard by the handlebar outside the car. If the seal is opened by the handlebar, it will be untied and Chen Xuanqiu can no longer be trapped.

The Nirvana people have been secretly paying attention to Chen Xuanqiu's every move. Their feeling is that this person's Taoist magic and magical powers are difficult to figure out.

Chen Xuanqiu is even more slippery and has many tricks. In short, he is unable to make an accurate evaluation of him.

In a courtyard, the corner door was open, and the ox cart drove directly into the yard, and the door was closed immediately.

The car stopped in the yard, which was a yard that was sunny.

It has a very wide courtyard, but it should not be a big family, because there are no rockery ponds and no strange flowers and plants in the courtyard.

In early spring, in mid-February, dozens of pear trees were planted in Xiangyang's yard. At this time, the green leaves had not yet been spit out, and white pear blossoms were blooming on the branches. From a distance, it looked like clouds.

"It's here, General Secretary Chen, please get off the car."

I got off the car on the handlebar and stood still with the horse whip. With a thought, I removed the seal of the divine thought in the car.

After a while, one finger was slender and the palm with a bright skin gently lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Chen Xuanqiu wore a mysterious crown and a mysterious robe. The red crown tassel tied under the jaw and the two real gold threads on the collar made his jade-like face more and more outstanding, with red lips and white teeth, bright eyes and kind eyes.

His hand gracefully lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, bent down and walked out of it, stood on the shaft, and sorted out the folds of the hem of the clothes.

That elegant posture...the handlebar style was stunned.

The handlebar style is a man, his body and mind are normal, and he will never be intoxicated by Chen Xuanqiu's beautiful posture.

He was just shocked. How did the person who just smashed the door and hit the top in the car and screamed like a pig killing become the elegant and elegant style now?

Chen Xuanqiu looked like a delicate willow on his face, but his eyes quickly swept away, and he had quickly formulated three and a half plans for escape.

He practiced the "Creation of Immortality" since childhood, and how to use the strengths of terrain and personal skills on the spot has almost become an instinct for him.

He seemed to be standing leisurely in the car, but his feet were standing by the shaft, and his five toes were suspended outside the shaft, so that he could not grab the ground with his feet to arouse others' alertness, but he could generate the greatest thrust on his legs as soon as possible, allowing him to run a hundred feet at the fastest speed.

A hundred feet is enough.

During this period, he could finish reciting the mantra and dive into the soil.

However, his eyes swept across the seven pear trees, analyzed six paths, and referenced the direction of the wind, the angle of the sunlight, and the style of the buildings in the distance, and finally saw the handlebar standing on the left.

So, the fake elegance became real elegance, and Chen Xuanqiu completely gave up on his plan to escape.

He jumped down from the car, clasped his fists and bowed to the handlebars, smiled like spring breeze and said, "It's been a long time since I've been there, Senior Brother Tang!"
Chapter completed!