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At the river, dirty water flows slowly along the low-lying areas, and some dry reeds sway listlessly in the cold wind.

Pu Shiming stood in the river with some soil on his fingers, as if he was discerning the spirituality of these soils.

Zhu Xuehen walked over, his expression was no different from before, but the luster flowing in his eyes was a little different from the past, not as focused as usual.

It's him again.

Pu Shiming turned his head and looked at the inn camphor tree not far away.

Pu Shiming has been working with Zhu Xuehen for some time. I remember that the last time she changed her mood was also because she saw Zhu Minglang.

Pu Shiming had conducted some investigations and found that Zhu Xuehen was Zhu Minglang's master. They lived together in the abandoned sword forest of Miaoshan Sword Sect for ten years.

Is it just because the other party is a relative?

He had seen Zhu Xuehen face other relatives of Zhu's family and relatives in the imperial capital, and never saw her mood fluctuating like this.

"That Zhu Minglang, isn't it very unusual to you?" Pu Shiming smiled gently and asked like a friend.

"Where is the clue?" Zhu Xueheng was too lazy to pay attention to the topic raised by Pu Shiming and asked coldly.

"I went to the forest to the west, but it should be just a river fairy ghost, or a forest fairy ghost." Pu Shiming said.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zhu Xuehen said.

If it is just the River Immortal Ghost and the Forest Immortal Ghost, Zhu Xuehen has no need to take action.

What she is looking for is the earth immortal ghost and the mountain immortal ghost.

Especially the mountain immortal ghost, an existence that can destroy the purple sect forest of Guangshan must be extraordinary, and such a creature that is too extraordinary and saint often has the meaning of sharpening a sword.

Zhu Xuehen left, nowhere to go.

But Pu Shiming frowned.

He walked towards the inn and saw that the two sword aristocrats of Miaoshan Sword Sect were being picked up by Zong Lin's people. Zhu Minglang also stood in front of the inn and watched them leave.

"Zhu Minglang." Pu Shiming called out and stopped Zhu Minglang who was planning to leave.

"Pu Shiming?" Zhu Minglang was a little puzzled.

"I just found out some things. There is a river fairy ghost here who was killed by you. I can't tell that your cultivation has improved so quickly." Pu Shiming smiled and showed a friendly conversation expression.

"I learn anything quickly." Zhu Minglang said.

Pu Shiming's smile froze.

I've never seen such a shameless person.

"I found some strange impurities by the river, probably the dandruff that fell from a certain immortal ghost. It is estimated that it will be 12,000 or 3,000 years, but I cannot be sure whether there are other immortal ghosts. If there are some mistakes in my judgment, it will be a small loss of my life, but it will be a great impact to let an immortal ghost escape." Pu Shiming said.

"Do you want to invite me to accompany you?" Zhu Minglang took the lead.

"That's exactly what it means." Pu Shiming nodded.

Zhu Minglang hesitated.

The 13,000-year-old immortal ghost was actually tracking himself.

Pu Shiming should have also discovered its footprints.

But I can't quite sure where it will appear, so I can only wait until the immortal ghost appears and cause trouble next time.

This is very passive. It is possible that it appears and rushes over to it. It has already run away. With the ability of the immortal ghost to track, people with the king-level cultivation level cannot find them completely.

Pu Shiming seemed to have the ability to identify soil, and based on just a few impurities, he analyzed that he was an immortal ghost with 13,000 years of cultivation...

It's not impossible to cooperate.

If you find the immortal ghost accurately, feed the Tiansha Dragon, and if you don’t find the blood of the Holy Spirit, the Tiansha Dragon will really betrayal.

"I have some information here and I can share it with you, but I have agreed in advance that the blood of this immortal ghost will be given priority to me, and the other things will be divided equally." Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes." Pu Shiming agreed readily.

...

Pu Shiming was still riding the holy lion, purple dragon, who could walk in the air.

Zhu Minglang doesn’t have a dragon beast that he can ride now, and he can borrow Pu Shiming’s mount.

Walking towards the vast deciduous forest to the west, the trunks of the tree penetrated straight into the sky, and there were not many leaves on the branches, which seemed a little depressed.

"So it's hiding in this forest." Zhu Minglang said secretly.

At that time, Zhu Minglang tracked down a small village outside the forest, but then he could not see any clues. He could only arrange some dust traps that could be absorbed on the demons, waiting for the appearance of the immortals and ghosts.

"What did Zhu Xuehen tell you just now? I saw that she was in a heavy mood. Could it be that she had encountered something difficult to deal with?" Pu Shiming's mind seemed not to be on the immortal ghost, but instead asked about this.

"It's nothing. I've cared about my recent situation and asked me to wear more clothes, eat less meat, eat more vegetables, etc. Every sister is like this... Oh, although she is my aunt in terms of seniority, she seems to me more often like a strict sister who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside." Zhu Minglang said lightly.

"Cold on the outside and hot on the inside?" Pu Shiming felt that this description was extremely inappropriate to Zhu Xuehen.

She exuded an inaccessible coldness from her skin to her bones and blood, and her innate arrogance, as if no one in this world could catch her eyes.

Is it depends on people?

Zhu Xuehen is only doing this to Zhu Minglang, and to others...

Sure enough, there is a problem, and there is indeed a problem between them, and their intuition will not be wrong.

"Do you have blood relationship?" Pu Shiming asked.

Zhu Minglang looked at Pu Shiming with his eyes squinted.

Pu Shiming realized that it was a bit too much for him to ask this question, and smiled awkwardly and explained: "After all, I have heard some rumors that Zhu Xuehen is the prince's private daughter, and she is fostered in your Zhu door..."

Zhu Minglang has also heard of this rumor.

There was even a time when Zhu Minglang believed it.

After all, the emperor and the imperial concubine did incline to Zhumen intentionally or unintentionally. Even if she cut off the limbs of the royal prince, the emperor would be like to be gentle to herself.

But I remembered what Zhu Xuehen said to him just now.

Zhu Minglang felt that this rumor might be fake.

Is the reason why the emperor and the imperial concubine value Zhu Xuehen particularly, is it related to his identity?

"I don't care much about my family. I really don't know the secret history of our clan. Why is Mr. Pu so interested in these things?" Zhu Minglang asked back.

"Just ask casually, just chat, let alone Zhu Xuehen has always been the pearl in the dynasty's hand. As the person who works with her, how could I not be curious?" Pu Shiming said with a smile.

"Young Master Pu is humble. You are the heir to Pu Shi and the successor to Zi Zonglin. Your future is even more limitless." Zhu Minglang said.

"Where, where, I, Pu Shiming, have a title, and I am not as happy as you. I leave fame, fortune and reputation behind my head and walk freely between the world." Pu Shiming said.
Chapter completed!