socalfunplaces Chapter 301
Chapter 301
This letter was not for Shen Yuze, but for the ancestor of the Creation Sect.
The meaning was to let him calculate for Shen Yuze once, as long as he could calculate the order of the demon tribe's battle.
Zhao Liang smiled and said, "Prince Yu often said that things should be done in secrecy."
"Before it is confirmed, I dare not disclose it to the outside world, including you."
"It's mainly because I am a little greedy. I want to prevent Your Highness from disturbing the Creation Sect, and avoid owing a favor to the Creation Sect and Miss Wanyan."
This is what Zhao Liang meant.
It would be best if the Yin-Yang family under his command could calculate it.
Unfortunately, he still had to use a backup plan.
In addition, "secretly communicating with foreign races" is indeed a very sensitive matter.
If the news leaked in advance, he would be finished, and it would also affect Shen Yuze's deployment.
As for punishment, that is impossible.
Shen Yuze will suppress this matter.
Besides himself, Qi Fengling and Li Dongguan knew about this matter. They didn't have to worry at all and would not do anything bad.
The stone hanging in Shen Yuze's heart slowly fell.
Zhao Liang whispered: "Now, His Royal Highness Prince Yu has to trouble you to go to Zhongzhou again."
This person can only be Shen Yuze.
As sword cultivators, Li Dongguan and Qi Fengling can both fly a thousand miles with their swords.
If everything goes well, they can also fight back and forth within a day.
The problem is that it's embarrassing.
Those big sects have always acted based on face. Just holding a letter, it's hard to say how long it will take.
If Shen Yuze went in person.
It's impossible to leave the prince aside, right?
Shen Yuze propped himself up and put away the letter.
"Okay, then I'll go there and try to bring back accurate results before dawn tomorrow."
Afterwards, back in the military tent, Shen Yuze changed into a dark black uniform for going out, and flew into the sky after leaving the military camp.
Qi Fengling was watching from the training ground.
Li Dongguan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her.
"Okay, no one is there, hurry up and practice more swordsmanship."
"Next, we'll compete with real skills."
"If there's any mistake, you'll lose your life. As long as you can survive, you'll have plenty of opportunities to see Prince Yu in the future."
Li Dongguan looked playful.
Qi Fengling said angrily, "Senior Li, can you be a little more serious? I'll look at Prince Yu a few more times, and you say that!"
"Tsk! I'm thinking about love, so what's there to be embarrassed about!" Li Dongguan laughed.
"You! That's too much!"
Qi Fengling picked up the sword and drew it out of its sheath.
Li Dongguan was very happy to accompany him.
There are really few good seedlings who focus on kendo. As a senior, Li Dongguan also cares about the future of these juniors.
Teasing is one thing.
When it comes to practicing sword, he is more serious than anyone else.
The biggest factor in Shen Yuze's rapid progress in kendo is still this drunkard swordsman.
In half a day, Shen Yuze arrived in Zhongzhou.
Zaohua Sect.
Unlike other sects, which are all set up in the mountains, it is located in the southeast corner of Bianyang City in Zhongzhou.
The area is only slightly smaller than the imperial city of Haojing.
Looking down from the sky, the ancient pavilions and towers are located in it, which looks very magnificent.
Out of courtesy, Shen Yuze flew to the main gate of Zaohua Sect on his sword.
The disciple in charge of guarding the gate was surprised as expected after seeing the badge. He quickly invited Shen Yuze in and invited Fu Chuan, the leader of the Creation Sect, to come over.
"Your Highness Prince Yu, I didn't know you would arrive so suddenly. I'm sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me!"
Fu Chuan bowed and saluted, and his attitude was impeccable.
Shen Yuze sat upright on the chair, took out the letter directly, and stated his purpose directly.
"It is my helplessness to disturb your sect."
"Everyone knows that the Creation Sect was born out of the Yin-Yang School, and 80% of the Yin-Yang techniques in the world come from the Creation Sect."
"This time, the 'Thirteen Battles of Life and Death' with the demon clan, we have to rely on the Creation Sect to help."
The disciples of the Creation Sect made a lot of efforts in the previous battles.
If he wanted more people, Fu Chuan could move some newcomers, but this time he had to let the ancestors take action.
Fu Chuan was still somewhat unhappy in his heart.
"The ancestor is in seclusion to comprehend the secrets of heaven, I am afraid he cannot help you."
Fu Chuan's words were not an excuse.
The ancestor had practiced hard for 130 years, hoping to see the ascending style. Now is the most critical moment, and it is very likely to succeed.
Calculating the battle order of the demon clan seems to be just a sentence, but the secrets involved are very complicated.
The facts have also proved it.
Those people of the Yin-Yang School in the army have already shortened their lives because of the secrets of heaven before they have calculated it.
Shen Yuze knew that Fu Chuan was notHe wanted to refuse, so he asked the next best thing: "Then... Sect Master Fu, can you figure it out?"
"Haha..."
Fu Chuan smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness Prince Yu, do you still need to ask this question?"
"So many people from the Yin-Yang School can't figure it out, how can I, a mediocre person who is neither good nor bad, figure it out?"
"I was forced to become the Sect Master of the Creation Sect."
A few decades ago, the Creation Sect was still in a prosperous state, but these people were very dishonest, and each of them ascended in an extreme way.
The backlash effect fell on the Creation Sect.
As a result, there was a lack of successors among the younger generation of disciples, most of whom were mediocre, and Fu Chuan was still the best chicken in the flock.
It was not until recent years that the situation improved.
Shen Yuze looked a little troubled.
"To be honest, I don't have a better way now."
"The magic of the Tianshi Mansion is not worth it."
"Now it's about the survival of the country. Even if your ancestors are in seclusion, I have to go over and say a few words."
Fu Chuan was even more embarrassed.
He also knew the importance of the rise and fall of the country, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness Prince Yu, please don't worry, let me inform the ancestors first, okay?"
"Okay."
Unless it is absolutely necessary, Shen Yuze will not play hard.
Fu Chuan went immediately.
A quarter of an hour later, he came back, but he was just gloomy and a little helpless.
"Your Highness Prince Yu, the ancestors will be here soon, please wait."
Fu Chuan took the initiative to leave the reception room.
Shen Yuze picked up the teacup and waited quietly.
After finishing a cup of tea,
The ancestor of the Creation Sect was not seen, but a young child of five or six years old came over.
Shen Yuze glanced at him and ignored him.
However, when the child opened his mouth, his voice made him feel a little confused.
It was obviously the voice of an old man!
"Your Highness Prince Yu, have you been waiting for a long time?"
The person who came was actually the ancestor of the Creation Sect.
Shen Yuze looked carefully.
In those seemingly young pupils, there was an unconcealable sense of oldness.
"I am the ancestor of the Creation Sect."
"This piece of paper has the result you want."
The ancestor of the Creation Sect, who looked like a child, pulled out a piece of paper from his wide sleeves.
Shen Yuze tried to reach out and take it, but he shrank back.
"Wait, you have to promise me two things first."