Chen Ji is a paranoid person.

In order to achieve his goal, he could do whatever it took, he could break his head and shed blood, and he would not look back until he hit the south wall. He recited Zheyun over and over again, but he had to create purple energy in his meridians.

However, that brilliant sword energy like the scorching sun was more persistent than him...

Chen Ji sat cross-legged in the dark apprentice's dormitory and recited it for a full hour, twelve times in total.

The wisps of purple energy that were born were, without exception, cut off ruthlessly.

"It's strange," Chen Ji muttered to himself: "The Tiger Gate and the Jianzhong Gate can live in harmony, but why can't you cover the clouds?"

"Is it because Jian Zhong and Zhe Yun are both kendos, so they can't coexist? Try again!"

Just when he was about to recite it for the thirteenth time, he heard the rapid chirping of birds outside the yard.

Chen Ji recognized that it was the bronze whistle of the Secret Service, but the birdsong in the past was as clear and sweet as a magpie, but this time the birdsong was as urgent as if the bird's nest was about to be ripped out.

He got up and walked out of the hospital, only to see Jin Zhu's carriage parked diagonally opposite the hospital.

He got into the carriage with familiarity, but before he could say anything, the golden pig said ferociously, sweating profusely: "If you can't fix it, don't fix it!"

Chen Ji: "..."

He pretended to be confused: "How does Mr. Golden Pig know that I can't succeed in cultivation? Is he spying on me?"

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Golden Pig quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "I was worried that you were too hasty in getting the cultivation path just now, so I came here to remind you. You should know that although the cultivation path can make you extraordinary, there are also some difficulties in practicing.

You need to be relaxed and relaxed, and you must not rush forward blindly.”

Chen Ji said: "Thank you for your concern, sir."

The golden pig's eyes rolled: "By the way, did you encounter any confusion during your practice? Maybe I can help you answer it."

Chen Ji shook his head: "No."

The Golden Pig was heartbroken: "Think about it again!"

Chen Ji glanced at him and explained nonchalantly: "Sir, when I practice this method, I always feel that there is a qi force that is about to be born. I can't touch it or find it."

The Golden Pig thought for a moment and said with concern: "Maybe you are too tired these days, so you can't calm down during practice. Think about it, you have only slept for three or four hours in the past few days, how could you possibly practice well?"

Okay? It’s better to have a good sleep before we talk!”

Chen Ji hummed: "What you said makes sense, sir. I'll go back and have a good sleep."

Golden Pig suddenly felt relieved: "Very good, very good, let's go."

When Chen Ji got off the carriage, he sat in the carriage as if he was exhausted. Twelve bones were removed from the air in an hour. How is this different from torture to extract a confession? I'm afraid that if he fell into the hands of Jing Chao's thieves, this would be the end.

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At this moment, the Golden Pig was sitting in the dim carriage, enjoying a moment of tranquility alone. There was no heart-breaking pain, no need to worry, and he was extremely relaxed.

After a short break, he murmured in a low voice: "This kid is quite diligent, much harder than Tianma back then. But what's going on with his cultivation? He's obviously a first-class talent, so why can't he get in? Could it be?

A question about the path to spiritual practice?”

He patted the carriage and said to Xifeng who was guarding outside: "Go back to the inner prison and continue to interrogate that Jingchao thief... Ouch!"

The Golden Pig's complexion changed drastically.

Didn't you just agree to your promise? Why didn't you sleep well after you got back and started practicing again?!

When Xifeng heard his exclamation, he quickly opened the car curtain, stuck his head in and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry?"

The golden pig gnashed his teeth: "Blow the bronze whistle to call out the traces!"

As the birds chirped, a moment later, Chen Ji got into the carriage again and asked puzzledly: "Sir, you just said goodbye, why did you call me again?"

The golden pig asked seriously: "Do you remember my advice and take a good rest?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "Remember, I fell asleep when I got back and didn't practice any more."

The golden pig was speechless.

He is very aware of the temptation that the path to spiritual practice has on a young man. When he first obtained the path to spiritual practice, didn't he rack his brains day and night to think about how to step into that threshold?

He could understand the young man's mood, but he just couldn't bear it anymore!

At this time, Chen Ji cupped his hands and said, "Sir, if nothing happens, I will go back to the hospital to sleep."

Golden Pig tightly grasped Chen Ji's wrist: "No!"

Chen Ji raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Golden Pig patted the wooden wall of the carriage and said loudly: "Xifeng, go back to the inner prison, Chen Ji and I are going to interrogate the Jing Dynasty traitor again!"

Chen Ji was puzzled: "Don't you want me to have a good rest, sir?"

Jin Zhu said earnestly: "I just remembered that Jingchao Si Cao must have a lot of information to extract. If he spits out something again, you can help me analyze it. If you want to sleep for a while, just sleep in the car. !”

As he said that, he took out a copper hand stove from under his seat, carefully poured in carbon powder and ignited it with fire sticks, then stuffed it into Chen Ji's arms: "Hold it to sleep, keep warm! Overthrow the Liu family and the The Military Intelligence Department is a business. I remember when I stayed up for three days and three nights just to keep an eye on a Jing Chao traitor. Now that you have joined the Secret Intelligence Department, you have to get used to it!"

Chen Ji thanked him and slowly leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes.

He has determined that the purple energy he gained during his practice should be immediately fed back to the Golden Pig. And the Huanghuang Sword Energy's move to cut off the purple energy must have caused a lot of damage to the Golden Pig, otherwise the opponent would not have been harmed. He was so guarded that he didn't even dare to let himself out of sight.

I just don’t know if the tiger and the sword species will be immediately fed back to the golden pig?

You'll have to try again to find out.

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…

The carriage swayed on the bluestone slab, and the traces seemed to have lived a wandering life, coming and going all day long, drifting with the current.

Outside the car, the sounds of vendors walking through the streets and the laughter of children chasing each other gradually faded away.

The carriage took him into the afterglow of the setting sun and brought him back to the rivers and lakes.

"Wake up." The golden pig patted the traces.

Chen Ji opened his eyes and asked in a daze: "Sir, are you in the inner prison?"

The golden pig looked complicated and said: "It's hard for you too. You have to live a life of licking blood at a young age. Don't worry, when the Liu family is overthrown, I will make the decision and give you a long vacation."

Chen Ji smiled, stood up and jumped out of the carriage: "Then thank you in advance, sir."

The two of them ducked into the iron gate and walked deeper into the inner prison.

In the deepest cell of the inner prison, Treasurer Yuan had put on a clean white prison uniform and was sitting at a dark red Eight Immortals table with a chopstick of beef and a sip of wine. His ten fingers were all bloody and missing their nails. The way I hold my chopsticks is very weird.

Hearing the sound of the cell door opening, the fat shopkeeper Yuan raised his head and looked at Jin Zhu and Chen Ji with a smile: "Two adults, what was the harvest last night? Judging from your expressions, you should have stopped the Liu family's plan."

Chen Ji leaned against the door frame, unwilling to get close to the Jing Dynasty master.

Jin Zhu sat across from Shopkeeper Yuan with a smile, pinched a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth: "We are fighting to the death outside, but your life is free and happy."

Shopkeeper Yuan spread his hands: "We are just prisoners, so we can't live happily. Have you two masters caught Liu Mingming, the mastermind behind the scenes? If you do, it will be a great achievement! Congratulations to both of you!"

After saying that, he picked up the white porcelain wine cup and drank it in one gulp.

Golden Pig said calmly: "Liu Ming is dead."

Shopkeeper Yuan was confused: "Sir, did you kill him?"

The golden pig replied: "No, it was the Liu family who killed him."

Shopkeeper Yuan was startled, then burst out laughing, causing the oil lamp on the stone wall to shake.

Golden Pig frowned: "What is so funny?"

Shopkeeper Yuan gradually suppressed his smile: "Liu Mingming was killed by the Liu family, which means that from now on, the two adults are no longer facing Liu Mingming, the second generation ancestor, but the man who has stood in the court for more than thirty years. Mr. Liu Ge fell down."

"What about Mr. Liu Ge?"

Shopkeeper Yuan said solemnly: "Emperor Ning hates the Liu family to the core. Mr. Liu Ge has been able to control the staff for fifteen years and run Yuzhou like an iron barrel. Can these two giants defeat him?"

The golden pig pinched another piece of beef and threw it into his mouth: "The two of us are not fighting alone. Behind me are the entire ceremonial supervisor of the Ning Dynasty and the internal minister. Don't worry, you can't scare me away. The one beside Mr. Liu Ge Even Mr. Feng can’t scare me away.”

At this time, Golden Pig wiped the oil stains on his fingers on his robe and changed the subject: "Do you want to get out of the inner prison?"

Shopkeeper Yuan said with a smile: "Why don't you want to? I confessed the Liu family's plan to the two adults, didn't I just want to become a free man?"

The golden pig looked straight at Shopkeeper Yuan: "Then spit out something more, so that I can go to the Lord Internal Minister to ask for credit for you."

"What if I don't vomit?"

"Do you still have a choice?"

The cell became quiet.

Golden Pig and Shopkeeper Yuan were facing each other tit for tat, as if the tips of two knives were touching each other, neither of them willing to give in.

After a while, it was Shopkeeper Yuan who softened his tone first: "I have done a great job for you two adults, but I still haven't seen any sincerity from the Secret Service. If you want to be honest, you have to let me see it."

Is there some hope?”

Only then did Golden Pig take out a roll of documents tied with gold silk cloth from his sleeve: "This is the handwriting of the Internal Affairs Minister who just arrived in Luo City today. You know, my letter to the Internal Affairs Minister should have arrived in the capital yesterday.

, but the Minister of Internal Affairs’ handwriting arrived in Luo City today, do you know what this means?”

"What does it mean?"
To be continued...