Author: Taigu Feilong

"Master Qingzhu, do you know the origin of the sword in my hand?"

Jiang Feng pointed to the Hongchen Sword at his waist and asked the three of them.

"This is a meeting gift from His Highness the Second Prince to Fellow Daoist Wang. We have all heard what happened to Fellow Daoist Wang and the Second Prince at the Immortal Cultivation Market."

Qingzhu Lao Taoist smiles all over his face.

"This is a medium-grade magic weapon, priceless. To be honest, I have been uneasy holding this great gift." Jiang Feng untied Hongchen from his waist, handed it to layman Qingzhu, and said, "You and His Highness the Second Prince know each other well."

Please give this sword to him for me!"

"Wang Daoyou, what are you doing? This is a gift from the second prince to you. Even if you don't want it, you have to return it to him yourself."

Qingzhu Lao Taoist waved his hand quickly.

"The royal family treats each other with sincerity, and this medium-grade magic weapon is your highness's kind intention. Since Wang Daoyou has already refined it, there is no reason to send it back."

Fellow Daoist Li reminded.

"As long as fellow Daoist Wang can serve the Li family in the future, there is no harm in accepting this gift, don't you think?"

Daoyou Zhang shouted.

"Old Zhang is right, fellow Daoist Wang, don't think too much, let's go back!"

Daoyou Li hurriedly agreed.

"Unless Daoist Wang feels that His Highness's gift is not valuable enough, he wants to return it."

Qingzhu layman deliberately stimulated.

"Master Qingzhu has misunderstood. Since you all said so, I'd better keep this sword. If I have a chance in the future, I can return the favor to the Li family."

Jiang Feng looked like he couldn't put it off, hung the Red Dust Sword back to his waist, and then used the wind control technique with the three of them, and flew back towards the Purple Bamboo Forest in Longdu.

Returning to the compound, Jiang Feng immediately checked the luck value.

Luck:568311

"It's increased by nearly 410,000!"

Jiang Feng's face was full of shock.

"If I had resisted just now and not come back with them, the result would have been a bloody battle. With my second-level Qi Condensation strength, even if I could kill them, I would still have to pay a heavy price."

"Even if you can escape from their hands, you may not be able to escape from the hands of the Imperial City Sword Immortal."

"With my strength, it was impossible for Qingzhu Lao Dao and the others to notice me when I left the Zizhu Forest. Why were they able to follow me all the way without being discovered by me?"

Jiang Feng didn't expect that just trying to get rid of the royal family's surveillance would lead to such a big danger. He was convinced that the strength of the Qingzhu Old Way was only at the level of Qi Condensation, and there was no way he could stop the Qingzhu Old Way if he wanted to do so.

Similarly, Daoyou Zhang and Daoyou Li are both only at the first level of Qi Condensation. Even if the three of them join forces, they may not be able to take advantage of him.

But the three of them were able to follow him all the way. If it weren't for his abnormal luck, Jiang Feng wouldn't have been able to spot them.

Jiang Feng didn't believe that all three of them had practiced the same powerful hiding technique and could avoid his spiritual detection. There must be experts helping them.

Jiang Feng couldn't be sure whether the other party was present, so he rashly went shopping with Qingzhu Laodao and the others just to get rid of the royal family's surveillance. It was too dangerous to do so.

At first, he thought that he had prostituted a medium-grade magic weapon for nothing, and the royal family was unhappy, so he asked Qingzhu and the other three to catch up.

Therefore, he took the initiative to send the Red Dust Sword back in order to get rid of the entanglement between the three of them.

Unexpectedly, the three of them were not interested in Hongchenjian at all. They all wanted him to return to the Purple Bamboo Forest. To be on the safe side, Jiang Feng could only come back with the three of them.

Now that he saw that his luck value had suddenly increased by nearly 410,000, he finally realized that there was no such thing as a free lunch.

"What is the purpose of the royal family doing this?"

"What good will it do them to trap me in the Purple Bamboo Forest?"

"Something big must have happened recently. What could it be? Is it a grudge against the Turks?"

Jiang Feng was thinking hard.

"I must first find out why Qingzhu Lao Dao and the others found out about me in the first place when I left Zizhu Forest?"

Jiang Feng looked at the bamboo forest outside the yard.

"Is there a profound formation restriction in the bamboo forest that will automatically call the police when I leave?"

"impossible."

"Even if the imperial family of the Tang Dynasty had such a forbidden magic circle, it would not be possible to use it in the Purple Bamboo Forest just to monitor me."

Jiang Feng shook his head.

He has read books on forbidden magic circles and knows that there are many powerful forbidden magic circles in the world, but the operation of those forbidden magic circles not only consumes a large amount of spiritual stones, but also requires powerful mages to deploy them.

Let’s not talk about whether there was such a mage in the Tang Dynasty. Even if there was, it was impossible for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to consume so many spiritual stones on him.

"There is no problem with the magic circle. The strength of Qingzhu Lao Dao and others is not as good as mine. Then who discovered that I left? Are there powerful monks in the bamboo forest that I don't know about?"

"Since he is a powerful monk, how can he use it to monitor me?"

The more Jiang Feng thought about it, the more confused he became, and he even thought it was just a coincidence.

"Dang!"

He sat down and thought. The Hongchen Sword hanging on his waist made a crisp sound when it touched the table and chairs.

Jiang Feng took off the Hongchen Sword and placed it on the table.

"Hmm...could it be?"

Just as he put down the Red Dust Sword, Jiang Feng thought of something and suddenly stood up, keeping a distance from the Red Dust Sword.

"The problem lies with the sword."

"It is mentioned in the books on forbidden magic circles that some mages can leave forbidden magic marks on magic weapons or even spiritual weapons. Even the monks who refine them may not be able to detect the marks."

"A powerful mage can even use the enemy's weapon to kill the enemy from a distance."

Jiang Feng murmured.

Thinking of this, his spiritual consciousness poured into the Red Dust Sword.

It only took him three days to refine this sword. After refining it successfully, when he played with the sword, he felt that it was very handy, as if it had grown on his arm.

Now that his spiritual sense was being explored, Jiang Feng didn't notice anything strange at first.

But after going back and forth and conducting reconnaissance four or five times, Jiang Feng finally discovered that there was a forbidden seal hidden in the sword body.

This forbidden seal will not hinder his control of the Red Dust Sword and will not cause any interference. If he wants to erase it, he only needs to inject spiritual power into the seal of the circle and crush it forcefully.

But doing so will also make the mage who placed the forbidden mark aware of it.

Jiang Feng didn't expect that the royal family had such a hand. Maybe the magic tools and treasures that the royal family gave to every monk in the bamboo forest had the mark of the mage on them.

Maybe he wasn't the first to discover it.

But the behavior of the royal family obviously has ulterior motives.

And he was indeed blocked when leaving. This made Jiang Feng feel worried and angry at the same time, thinking that the royal family had touched his reverse scale.

Just keep an eye on him.

And also restrict his freedom.

Who can bear this?

In the inner courtyard of the imperial city, in a remote small courtyard.

"Your Highness, Master Wang Xian has returned to Zizhu Forest. He came back with the three laymen of Qingzhu. Master Qingzhu sent word that Master Wang wanted to return the Red Dust Sword to you, and Master Wang found his trace."

A young eunuch said respectfully.

"Back off."

The second prince is writing, still in Chaoxin letter.

Looking at the increasingly steady handwriting of his pen, he seemed to see another version of himself, muttering to himself: "Master Wang Xian, you are so smart, you shouldn't ruin the affairs of this palace!"

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Feng was trapped in the purple bamboo forest.

His life was as usual, and he didn't seem to feel trapped. He was usually either practicing in his room, or exchanging ideas with Qingzhu Lao Taoist and others, or competing with each other.

It was as if he didn't even know that his freedom was being restricted.

This morning, a piece of news came to Zizhu Forest.

Xiao Zhan led the wolf-slaying army to raid the Turkic country, and the Turkic king's uncle died at the gate of the country. Han Dong led the soldiers and horses, burned the Turkic grain and grass, and Xiao Zhan attacked from both sides. The Tang soldiers and horses captured the Turkic cities at a devastating speed.

The Turkic king abandoned the city and fled.

On the same day, the second prince and the daughter of the Turkic King held a wedding banquet and hosted a banquet. Longdu was bustling with people decorating with lanterns and festoons.

My friends move around more during the holidays, so there will be less updates today. Sorry.

Will make up for it tomorrow!

Asking for a wave of recommendation votes and monthly passes!

This book is about to reach its climax. There has been so much suppression and foreshadowing. What is going on in the underground palace? Let everyone enjoy it later!
Chapter completed!