Chapter 0052 Under the first rank, Wanfu Mokai [Remastered Edition, Glacie Silver One! 】
Speaking of which, Chen Yanjun and Fang Qunyu had always ignored the two other people in the hospital.
Seeing that the two bad guys hadn't left yet, Fang Qunyu felt a little strange and asked curiously:
"This matter has been resolved under the supervision of the Prison Department. What else do you two have to do?"
The leader of the fifth-grade delinquent suddenly smiled and said:
"I hope Assistant Professor Fang can understand that the resolution of this matter also owes a share of the credit to the Prison Suppression Department."
After saying that, the fifth-grade delinquent took out a black tiger charm from his waist and placed it lightly on the edge of the stone platform.
Fang Qunyu was stunned. When did the prison chief become so shameless?
He picked up the black jade and saw that it was actually a second-class tiger talisman from the Prison Suppression Department.
Then he stared at Chen Yanjun with a shocked expression.
"The second-class prison-suppressing tiger talisman...so you have become the adjutant of Murong Ye, the evil commander of the Yinhu?"
Chen Yanjun was also a little confused.
The Prison Suppressing Secretary who I just went to with Qiu Zhuo yesterday was dragged by my sister-in-law to apply to be her deputy. Today the Prison Suppressing Tiger Talisman came down?
Aren’t there any assessments?
The fifth-grade delinquent bowed his hands to Chen Yanjun and said with a smile:
"I am Luan Feng, a delinquent from the Wu Ma Department. This is my deputy Liu Qingyu. He was the one who gave you emergency treatment that day."
Chen Yanjun had no choice but to clasp his fists in return.
"I've met the two seniors."
The fifth-grade delinquent named Luan Feng nodded and said with a smile:
"No need to be polite."
"The two of us came here this time not only to supervise the matter of Gu withering, but also to inspect Mr. Chen's character, cultivation and medical skills at the order of Sicheng."
"I originally thought Lord Yinhu was just lonely and wanted to bring a man with him to investigate the strange beasts."
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen's medical skills are really eye-opening. Now that he has reached the top level, he can find a job in the Prison Department just by relying on his first aid skills."
The two of them also vaguely noticed that Chen Yanjun did not trust the prison department's security issues, and smiled and expressed relief:
"Although the master's cultivation level is only ninth level, there will be no safety issues around Master Yinhu."
"By the way, anytime you encounter an emergency, you can drop your blood into the talisman, and someone will come to save you."
The two chatted for a long time, but Chen Yanjun was still not moved.
"I haven't agreed to join the job yet!"
Na Luan Feng said:
"It doesn't matter. You don't have to join the job, Master Yinhu will receive your monthly salary."
Chen Yanjun:
"..."
After that, the two of them left.
Chen Yanjun still clearly remembers that his monthly salary was one thousand Lingyu, equivalent to one million yuan, and his annual salary was tens of millions, which made him almost a working emperor.
The heart cursed:
"You are using your salary as a whore for free, this sister-in-law is too abominable!"
Wait, Chen Yanjun then thought about it, could it be Murong Ye's provoking method?
Don't be too hasty about joining the Prison Department, and don't fall for my sister-in-law's advice easily!
Thinking like this, he asked Assistant Teacher Fang again:
"What is the status of my sister-in-law, Murong Ye, in Chang'an City?"
Fang Qunyu put his hands behind his hands and recalled:
"A third-grade craftsman in her early thirties. This woman was once considered to be a candidate for the Si Tian Prison. She is the only monk in Chang'an City who has the potential to become an immortal."
Chen Yanjun was shocked. Is my sister-in-law's reputation in the cultivation world of Chang'an City so exaggerated?
Fang Qunyu immediately sighed again:
"Oh, it's a pity that I gave up my cultivation later and had to learn swordsmanship and enter the third realm of nourishing qi. There is no hope of becoming an immortal... But it's strange that this woman has become stronger."
Chen Yanjun was stunned. Can he still become stronger after lowering his cultivation level?
"How strong have you become?"
Fang Qunyu shrugged helplessly, and couldn't help but think of the time when the First Master wanted to use his cultivation to suppress this woman, but in the end...
"Under the first rank, ten thousand people are invincible."
Chen Yanjun frowned. Could it be that the drop in cultivation from the third level to the fifth level was an illusion, but it was actually secretly raised to the second level?
This thigh suddenly became thicker again.
"Speaking of which, after five hundred years of spiritual energy recovery, has anyone really become an immortal?"
Chen Yanjun asked curiously again.
Fang Qunyu shook his head and sighed:
"Of course becoming an immortal is just a legend. Even whether Emperor Longji became an immortal is a matter of debate."
Speaking of this, Fang Qunyu suddenly raised his head, looked at Chen Yanjun expectantly, and changed the subject:
"Speaking of Murong Ye, I think of another one of the four talented women, Dr. Yan Lingji of the Imperial College, who has gone crazy and is locked up in the Independent Pavilion."
"Ouyang Shozuo and Dr. Tan have consulted Dr. Yan Ling, but there is nothing they can do. When your cultivation level is higher, we, the master and the apprentice, can apply to give it a try."
When Chen Yanjun heard this, he thought, come on, just a week after he traveled through time, he was about to have a bad relationship with two of the four most talented women of the Immortal Tang Dynasty...
Women are a nuisance, and he won't be fooled.
…
When Chen Yanjun walked out of Assistant Professor Fang's hospital room, the wind had stopped and the sun was shining brightly, making people want to fall in love.
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but think of his wife, and his heart felt warm, and there was even a long-lost sweetness.
When I was in love in my previous life, I only had this feeling for the first month, and soon I was overwhelmed by topics such as houses, cars, and betrothal gifts.
As for Murong Ye, Dr. Tan, and even Yan Lingji, Chen Yanjun always felt that they were too dangerous.
A dangerous woman...he doesn't want to touch her.
After walking a few steps out of the house, Chen Yanjun felt his steps were sluggish and he felt dizzy.
Probably due to the excessive consumption of the Five Elements transport power, he was somewhat tired, so he quickly took a Junling Pill.
After eating the Jun Ling Dan, I felt refreshed, all fatigue disappeared, and the depleted five elements spiritual power was replenished.
[Cultivation +1, progress 12/100!]
It’s only been more than two hours since I took the medicine in the morning, so I can still add a little more, which is considered acceptable.
Although classes have ended in the afternoon, it is only around three in the afternoon, so it is still early.
Chen Yanjun climbed onto the back hill again.
I came to the abandoned medicine field where I practiced spiritual control at noon, jumped towards the boulder and landed cross-legged.
Immediately, he took out Dr. Tan's convulsion black tea and carefully opened the bamboo film used to keep it fresh.
His time traveler soul, coupled with the support of the third realm of nourishing qi, can definitely withstand it mentally.
Right now, Murong Ye's Dantian sword energy is protecting the Dantian, so there will be no problems in the Dantian.
Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp!
In an instant, his Dantian suddenly trembled, forcibly compressing the air sea, and quickly swallowed up Murong Ye's ninth-grade Dan-Guarding Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye, red mist appeared above Chen Yanjun's head.
Stormy waves arose in the sea of consciousness, and dark clouds gathered over the sea of consciousness.
If you look closely, you will see a dense tidal wave of strange beasts coming towards you.
at the same time.
It was as if there was a terrifying beast struggling inside his body, trying to tear open his skin and come out.
I have to say, Dr. Tan’s tea is too strong!
Chen Yanjun quickly moved Zhou Tian, and his soul entered the third realm of nourishing qi. He moved the spiritual pressure from the Five Elements Mountain into the sea of consciousness to suppress the sudden demonic environment.
After just one cup of black tea, my cultivation level increased to 38 points!
Not only has the outer wall of the Dantian become indestructible, but the whole person's aura has also become much tougher.
He thought to himself, it's really strange, why does the doctor drink tea every day and still look like a cute girl?
The only pity is that my sister-in-law's sword-protecting spirit finally couldn't resist Dr. Tan's black tea...
It seems that although Murong Ye is at the first level and is invincible, his sword energy is only at the ninth level, so it is difficult to withstand the spiritual impact of Xuanjie Black Tea!
Next.
Chen Yanjun practiced spiritual imitation again.
Taking the water spiritual power as an example, add the other four spirits to the water spiritual veins one by one...
Hold on!
Not only did he hold on, he even had some strength left.
"It's not in vain that I drank second-hand old tea."
[Yu Ling +1...]
[Yu Ling +1...]
[Yu Ling +1, progress 90/100 (proficient)! 】
In one day, he cultivated Yu Ling to a perfect level, and he couldn't play games that fast.
Well... Chen Yanjun gradually figured out how to add some panels: help the host quickly go through the real practice process, but it reduces the difficulty by a thousand times!
Approximately equal to the difficulty of teaching a novice gamer
"Excellent!"
…
The main entrance of the Imperial College.
There is a huge flow of people after class.
As soon as he went out, Chen Yanjun saw a handsome man riding a big white horse with a blushing face. He called him with a muffled face:
"Chen... no, dad!"
The surrounding students were stunned.
Chen Yanjun hurriedly said:
"Outside, you'd better call me Brother Chen."
Du Qingchuan smiled and said:
"Didn't I call you daddy because I thought you were a good person... Since Brother Chen is a good person, he will go to Huayan Pavilion with me tonight."
When Chen Yanjun heard this, he thought to himself: I just avoided the woman, and you want me to go to the women's den to show off to others.
Then he deliberately asked him:
"You went to Cui's house?"
Du Qingchuan curled his lips.
"My surname is Du, why would I feel uncomfortable going to Cui's house?"
Chen Yanjun decided to continue to lie to him.
"I didn't get it."
Du Qingchuan frowned and shook his head.
"Do you think, with your arrogance, you can hide the fact that you are a good person?"
There has been too much pretense recently and it is easy to become famous, which is not a good thing. You should avoid the limelight first.
"Let's talk about it when we go home first. Your father and I are a little busy with practice right now. I will fulfill my promise within ten days."
When Du Qingchuan heard this, he quickly reminded Chen Yanjun.
"Brother Chen, you don't care about credibility!"
Chen Yanjun was also embarrassed and said hurriedly:
"Give me a few days of grace. Then I will bring you more glory and kill you through the Huayan Pavilion."
Du Qingchuan chewed on Chen Yanjun's words and said:
"Killing through... wonderful."
After finishing speaking, he said again:
"Pingkangfang is full of wives and daughters of convicts. Their talents are not professional, and they are too flattering and unchallenging. Only perverts who like other people's wives and daughters will like it. Huayan Pavilion is suitable for me."
When Chen Yanjun heard this, he felt that there was something in this guy's words, but he suggested that he give it a few days of grace and let him sarcastically comment on his mistakes first.
Chen Yanjun smiled and said nothing, and did not say anything back.
Let's just treat it as a metamorphosis.
Thinking like this, he nodded, took out Xiaobai, and jumped on the horse.
…
Return to Cui's house.
Madam had already gotten up and was cooking in person, preparing a table of food and wine for Chen Yanjun.
Right now, I am still in the kitchen, cooking with Xiaoyue and Aunt Feng.
Chen Yanjun couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. This was to celebrate his entry...
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have eaten the food and wine at noon!
In the main hall, Qiu Zhuo was reading in front of half a table of wine and food on the Eight Immortals table.
Du Qingchuan saw the food and wine and asked her curiously:
"Hey, are there any guests today?"
Qiu Zhuo said without raising his head:
"There are no guests. Chen Yanjun has been admitted, so he naturally has to celebrate. If you can be admitted, I will cook for you myself."
Du Qingchuan shook his head with disgust.
"You don't even know how to cook, so you're the only one who wants you to cook. If I'm good at it, Xiaoyue's cooking will be delicious."
While he was talking, Xiao Yue came over with two plates of dishes, put down the dishes, hid beside Chen Yanjun, and quickly explained:
"Xiaoyue is now the father-in-law...and the lady's maid. Butler Lei will cook for the young master."
Du Qingchuan was startled and quickly curled his lips and smiled.
"Don't tell me, Butler Lei is really good at cooking. He has real skills. He cooks better than Mom and Xiaoyue."
Chen Yanjun nodded. Butler Lei had been a chef before.
"Even in the Xianwu era, cooking was a laborious and laborious task."
"Young Master still feels sorry for others!"
After saying this, Xiao Yue turned around with a smile and went to the kitchen.
Du Qingchuan looked confused and said after a while:
"This girl, when she has a son, she forgets about the young master."
Chen Yanjun smiled and said nothing, and sat down at the Eight Immortals table to rest for a while.
One stick of incense and time passed.
Food and wine are already prepared.
It’s not exactly a Manchu-Han banquet, but it’s also a carefully prepared delicacy.
The lady took off her kitchen clothes and changed into a blue skirt decorated with pink and white flower shapes, which looked more delicious than the food and wine on the table.
If you get this fairy wife, what more can you ask for!
Just as the dinner was about to begin, the backyard was bustling with people.
When I came out of the hall, I saw that my father-in-law and mother-in-law had brought a large family of the Cui family over, and they also brought several boxes of gifts.
Li Lanxiang was dressed in a very elegant style, as gorgeous as a queen. As soon as she entered the door, she complained to her daughter:
"Yourong, you are serious. Your son-in-law has passed the imperial exam and you didn't inform us. You just listened to the little monk!"
The little monk refers to Cui Da. He was called a little monk by the princess who was his aunt. He had nothing to say.
Most of the gifts sent today were prepared by Cui Da's family.
At this moment, Cui Da was seen carrying a spirit leopard on his left shoulder and a spirit wither on his right shoulder, walking arrogantly to the main hall.
Chen Yanjun looked confused.
"Zen Master, what is this..."
Cui Dal laughed loudly and said:
“Wherever our family has suffered losses, we have to gain back from them!”
It made the whole crowd laugh.
Chen Yanjun took a quick look and found that every family in the Cui Mansion had sent people.
But those sent were all junior members of the Cui family, mostly girls.
In this way, the atmosphere of the dinner was very relaxed.
Qiu Zhuo looked in the crowd for a long time, but did not see Murong Ye's figure. She asked Li Lanxiang in despair:
"Grandma, isn't Aunt Ye here?"
Li Lanxiang rolled her eyes and said:
"Stop staring at your Aunt Ye, and keep an eye on some young talents. If you keep an eye on them yourself, at least you like them. If you ask the supervisor and the old lady to keep an eye on them, you will be worried."
Qiuzao has nothing to say.
There were more than 20 people at the dinner, and there was just one table for adults and one table for children, so it was very lively.
It has to be said that the wine and food cooked by Madam are comparable in taste to those of a rap restaurant, and the ingredients are far superior to the high-end food that goes with the wine.
Unfortunately, there were too many people and not enough food, so Master Cui roasted the spirit beast under the old locust tree in the backyard.
The starry sky is bright and the moon is bright.
Everyone was sitting cross-legged on the mat in the backyard, talking and laughing, talking about happy events in life.
A gust of wind blows, and the tangy aroma of medicine and meat mix together, setting off a powerful wave of taste.
Chen Yanjun leaned under the old locust tree and felt very comfortable watching his continuous improvement.
The lady was wearing a stem-moon green jade hairpin and was busy going about her business, which made him feel extremely at ease.
Speaking of which, after time travel, this was the first time that Chen Yanjun was so relaxed, sitting happily with his family and friends, enjoying a short period of happiness.
The girls in the Cui family all like to chat with him and ask questions, mainly about spiritual practice...
The guests played until midnight, and the dinner ended around nine o'clock in the evening.
Because Li Lanxiang was a former princess, she could take a carriage to pass the inner city curfew at night, so no one from the Cui family stayed overnight at Cui's house.
Before leaving, Li Lanxiang specially pulled her daughter to the study room and said sincerely:
"Although it is not easy for a son-in-law to enter the ninth rank, after all, the five elements are equally endowed. If he cannot enter the eighth rank within three years, you can try to help him with dual cultivation and rush into the eighth rank as soon as possible. Even if the foundation is unstable, he will be stuck for a lifetime. If I am an eighth grader, I can at least get married to you, and two hundred years of life is not too short."
Cui Yourong blushed and said:
"Mom, what are you talking about... I believe that the young master's talent is more than this. If you do it too early... it will not only easily destroy his foundation, but also destroy his morale."
Li Lanxiang sighed and whispered:
"I heard that the resistance of Dantian, which is endowed with five elements, is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. You can try to seal your own spiritual veins."
Cui Yourong was startled.
"What to try?"
Li Lanxiang shook his head, saying that although this daughter was thirty-eight years old, she was too stoic.
"Of course it's that kind of thing..."
Cui Yourong's face turned even redder.
"Mom, what did you say...isn't this the marriage not consummated yet?"
Li Lanxiang sighed:
"Mom is also afraid that you will wait too long. You have been waiting for so long... Life is short, and you have lived too hard these years."
Cui Yourong said calmly:
"It is precisely because I have waited so long that I will cherish you. I believe you, Master."
"You decide for yourself. Mom is gone. Don't be too overbearing. Give the man a little more warmth."