"Then you're not talking to me?" Wu Sheng has now changed his appearance, and there are no characteristics related to being a monk.

"Is there a monk over there?" He turned his head and looked to the side, in the direction where the voice came from just now.

In a courtyard not far from where he was, a monk looked up at the sky, clasped his palms together, and saluted the man standing in mid-air.

"The poor monk has an ultimatum on his body."

"Every monk who enters the royal city must go to Zangguang Temple to register. This is a rule. Don't you know, monk?" The man in the air asked coldly.

"I'm here to visit an old friend," the monk said.

"Old friend? I'm afraid he has ulterior motives. Come and capture him!"

Whoosh, several figures flew from the darkness, surrounded the monk, and showed their scimitars with cold light.

"Amitabha." The monk's robe fluttered for a few times, and then he disappeared.

Run away? The man standing in the air snorted coldly.

"Sure enough, there is an ulterior motive."

He raised his hand and made a move, and there was a long bow with a simple style in his hand. He raised his hand and pulled it, and a ray of light condensed on the bow string. When he let go, the light flew out and disappeared.

Outside the royal city, there is a land ten miles away.

A figure suddenly appeared and then fell from the mid-air. It was the monk who disappeared from the royal city just now. The monk's clothes were dyed red with blood.

He had just fallen from the air and struggled to get up, but was seriously injured.

Within a moment, several figures landed beside him, and a large net spread out, fell on him, and then tightened instantly, trapping him.

"Watch where you run!"

"Is that the Moon Chasing Bow just now?" Wu Sheng looked at the sky, recalling the scene just now, and remembered what his master said before going down the mountain. There were several monks with advanced cultivation in the Northern Xinjiang King City.

The man in the sky had disappeared. He looked up at the bright moon.

"Could it be possible to use the moonlight as an arrow and use the light to hurt someone?"

In a palace somewhere in the royal city, a skinny old man stood by the window and looked at the night sky. Someone knocked on the door and entered the house.

"Teacher, the person has been found. He is a monk from Daguangming Temple. He was injured by Master Hu Gemu and is now in prison."

"It's not him." The old man shook his head, "The distinguished guest is from Dajin."

"I'll send someone to investigate again immediately," the visitor said hurriedly after hearing this.

The old man looked up at the sky. The night was getting darker.

A gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and then the old man disappeared.

"Well, I feel a little uneasy, why don't we go out first?"

Wu Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt uneasy. He raised his feet and the next moment he was on a lonely mountain dozens of miles outside the city.

"Hey, why is that uneasy feeling still there?"

As he walked, his body flashed and disappeared in an instant.

A moment later, an old man who looked thin but quite tall appeared where he had been standing. Looking around, he disappeared with a gust of wind.

Wu Sheng came to the grassland, looking relaxed and happy under the endless moonlight. He paused for a moment, and then used his "Magic Foot Power" again to leave.

In an instant, the old man also appeared on the grassland. He looked at the empty grassland, then looked up at the sky. The wind was blowing and no one was there.

On top of a snow-capped mountain, a person stood on the top of the mountain.

The cold wind howled and the chill was biting.

"Well, it's finally gone!" Wu Shengxin said.

"If this visit to the Northern Xinjiang King's City wasn't of great importance and involved my senior brother, I would have wanted to see what it was that made me uneasy."

He practiced all night on top of the snow-capped mountains, with the moonlight shining on his body, as if he was wearing a cassock.

The next day, the sun rises and purple air comes from the east.

Wu Sheng has entered the royal city again.

On the official road outside the royal city, Wu Nui, accompanied by Suhru and Utana, had already arrived outside the royal city.

He looked at the largest city in the Northern Territory in front of him, and had some vague impressions. It was very vague, but it was not what it looked like today.

"Sir, please come with us." Suhru said respectfully.

"Okay." Wufan smiled, feeling a little nervous.

The three of them entered the royal city.

On the street, Wu Sheng saw the three people entering the city and followed them quietly. Soon, a group of people came to greet them.

In a special palace in the Royal City, the Royal Palace, a man wearing a dark golden robe was praying to the sky.

The sun shone in through the surrounding windows and fell on him just right.

Wow, ah, there was a faint exclamation outside.

The praying middle-aged man walked out of the palace with a majestic look on his face. The guard next to him immediately knelt down and looked at him with eyes full of respect and a hint of awe.

"Your Highness, the sacred tree is blooming. The gods must have heard your arrival. This is a good sign!" An old man with white hair and beard said to the man in question in surprise.

Outside the palace, a small white flower with golden flowers suddenly bloomed on an old tree of unknown age, swaying gently in the wind.

"Your Highness, the sacred tree also bloomed before the king came to the throne!"

The man lowered his voice and said. A faint smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"Who did the teacher bring back from outside this time?"

"He is a monk. He came from the Jin Dynasty. He was accompanied by Suhru and Utana. Buhe has already tried it, and his cultivation level is not low."

"Bayin's cronies? Let people stare at you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Outside the palace, Wu Sheng watched Wu Nui follow the two of them into the palace, feeling a little worried in his heart.

He didn't go in with Zhen. The palace in Northern Xinjiang is not something you can enter just by entering. If he followed in now, he would definitely be discovered and cause trouble.

"Senior brother, you are auspicious and everything will be fine."

Wuyou followed the two people into a palace in the palace, and saw a thin but tall old man. The old man looked at him with a smile, looking very kind.

"You go out first, no one is allowed in without my permission."

"Yes, sir." Sukhru and Utana turned and left.

"It's you, you can't be wrong." The old man looked at Wu Ann, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Don't be nervous, I hugged you when you were a child." He gently patted Wuyou's shoulder with his dry palm.

A ray of magical power enveloped Wu Nui, his body trembled slightly, and a dharma image behind him faintly revealed a desolate and domineering aura.

"Very good, very good!" The old man nodded happily.

The "Pingshan" in Wu Nu's hand trembled slightly.

"This artifact is also in your hands, it's God's will!" The old man looked at the "Pingshan Stick" in Wu Nu's hand, with joy in his tone.

"When can I see her?"

"Right away, right away." The old man nodded, took out a green-gold token and handed it to Wuyou.

"If you wear this, no one will make things difficult for you in the royal city. There is also this."

The old man stretched out his hand and held the "Pingshan Stick", and a green light enveloped the magic weapon. Then the outside of the magic weapon changed and suddenly became much dimmer.

Some of the runes on it are no longer so clear, as if covered with a thick layer of dust.

After doing all this, he called Sukhru and Utana who were waiting outside and asked them to take Wu Xing to meet the people he wanted to see.

Just as the two left, someone came in.

"Teacher, the sacred tree has just bloomed. It is said that it bloomed after His Royal Highness went to the temple to pray. Now there is a rumor in the palace that he was chosen by the gods."

The old man smiled after hearing this.

"He is indeed the one chosen by the gods!"

He waved his hand, and the young man who came in quietly left, but there was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"What does the teacher mean? Does he also think highly of His Royal Highness?"

Outside the palace, in a restaurant, Wu Sheng was eating meat and drinking wine, looking in the direction of the palace.

There was another sound of horse hoofbeats, and several people hurriedly entered the restaurant.

"I heard that the sacred tree in the palace is in bloom?"

"I've also heard that it seems that it's because the eldest prince has been favored by the gods."

"But I heard that Prince Bayin is more virtuous."

"If there is no God's favor, what will happen even if you are virtuous?"
To be continued...