He didn't presumptuously think that White Cloud Sword Palace wanted to get close to him.
Getting close was indeed getting close, but there must be a request.
There are times when emotions outweigh interests between people, but not between sects, or between a sect and an individual. "White Cloud Sword Retreat?" Wen Qianqian clicked her tongue: "This is the legendary Sword Retreat!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and looked at her.
Wen Qianqian said: "Your Highness, the Sword Retreat is said to be the closest place to heaven and earth, the ultimate place in the universe, not to be missed!" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Is it really that amazing?"
Wen Qianqian nodded seriously: "The most important reason why we can produce so many Grandmasters is the Sword Retreat!"
"Junior Sister Wen is right," Xu Mengyu said, "Starting with the Sword Stele and ending with the Sword Retreat, this Sword Retreat is not a fixed place, but rather elusive. Only the Palace Master knows its location."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at Huang Shirong.
Huang Shirong nodded slightly: "The Sword Retreat is indeed elusive. Apart from the Palace Master, no one knows, it is passed down from generation to generation."
"What about the Grandmasters who have been there?"
"They will forget it when they come out."
"In that case..." Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "It's not like I can't consider it."
"Your Highness, then hurry up," Wen Qianqian said quickly: "If we delay any longer, Senior Brother Zhou will really escape!" Chu Zhiyuan said: "If we really want to find him... start looking from the first fork. Where is that?"
Huang Shirong said: "The first fork is not far away, it seems to be at Huai Mountain, and then it splits into two places."
"Let's go there," Chu Zhiyuan said, "Let's look from the source and see if we can see him."
"Then I'll have to trouble Your Highness," Huang Shirong clasped her fist.
Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu solemnly clasped their fists.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "It's possible that we'll be busy for nothing, so don't have too much hope."
"It's good enough that Your Highness tries his best," Huang Shirong said solemnly.
"Hall Master Huang, then let's go together."
"Okay," Huang Shirong agreed readily.
The Sword Palace disciples all have marks at their whereabouts, a combination of virtual and real marks that outsiders cannot recognize.
Huai Mountain is not a small mountain. Could it be that Chu Zhiyuan wants to search the entire mountain? Someone needs to lead the way. Chu Zhiyuan said: "First, get an item that Zhou Tianqi carries with him."
Huang Shirong took out a small wooden sword from her sleeve. It was only the length of a palm, old and crude: "This is the wooden sword that Senior Brother Zhou brought from home when he first entered the sect. It is said to have been carved by his father and has been with him for several years."
Chu Zhiyuan took it: "A childhood toy, often discarded when one grows up."
Some people will put away their childhood toys as a souvenir, and will take them out to look at from time to time in the future. Some people will throw them aside and never think of them again.
This Zhou Tianqi is still nostalgic, he actually kept it with him for several years before discarding it, which shows his longing for home, and also shows that he lacks a sense of security. The fact that he finally discarded it shows that he has found a better way to guarantee his sense of security, which should be a real sword now.
This Zhou Tianqi must be very diligent in his cultivation. Chu Zhiyuan took it.
Under the illumination of the Insight, the small sword was clear inside and out, up and down, even every tiny trace, every particle and aura attached to it. Some auras disappear with time, but some auras last forever and never fade.
This is a kind of aura similar to emotion and spirit, which can be vaguely sensed.
Chu Zhiyuan felt that if he stepped into the Grandmaster realm, his extrasensory perception should be further evolved, and he would be able to clearly sense this spiritual aura. After a while, he opened his eyes.
The three women stared at him with their bright eyes.
"Then let's go," Huang Shirong agreed decisively.
Chu Zhiyuan said goodbye to Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu, and quickly disappeared into the eyes of the two women along with Huang Shirong.
Wen Qianqian suddenly said: "Senior Sister and Your Highness are still very well matched."
Xu Mengyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Dare you say this in front of Senior Sister?"
"Hmph, I'll say it, what's there to be afraid of, I'm just afraid of her nagging," Wen Qianqian said.
"Knowing that she will nag, and still dare to talk nonsense!" Xu Mengyu shook her head: "You're really not afraid of death."
Wen Qianqian quickly closed her mouth and looked around.
Xu Mengyu said: "Senior Sister has great ambitions, how could she be involved in personal relationships... Let's go, continue to patrol, don't make any mistakes, or we'll be nagged by Senior Sister again when we come back."
"Sigh..." Wen Qianqian looked wistfully at the distance in the crowd, the direction where Chu Zhiyuan and Huang Shirong disappeared.
Chu Zhiyuan quickly returned to the Prince's Mansion, leaving Zou Fang and Guo Chi behind, while he led out two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.
As soon as the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses saw him, they immediately neighed excitedly and followed him out of the Prince's Mansion lightly and quickly, and came to the front of the Prince's Mansion. Chu Zhiyuan jumped on one horse and reached out his hand.
Huang Shirong was stunned.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "They don't allow others to ride them, we have to sit together."
Huang Shirong showed an embarrassed expression.
She was going to sit in front of him, in his arms, which was really too intimate. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Then you use your lightness skill to keep up?"
"Can we only sit together?"
"There's no other way," Chu Zhiyuan said, "Or, you sit behind me?"
"... ... ... No need," Huang Shirong took a deep breath, her expression calmed down, and she stretched out her jade hand.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled inwardly.
Seeing Huang Shirong being dignified and reserved, he couldn't help but want to tease her, to break her aloof appearance.
Huang Shirong floated up and landed gracefully in front of Chu Zhiyuan.
The fragrant and soft jade was close to him, and a faint fragrance entered his nose.
What was close at hand was hair like clouds, black and shiny, and a faint fragrance floated at the tip of his nose, refreshing his heart and spleen. Her snow-white neck was slender, elegant and upright.
Chu Zhiyuan put his hands around her slender waist, shook the reins, and tapped the horse's belly lightly: "Let's go."
The two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses rushed out immediately, suddenly and surprisingly fast, Huang Shirong couldn't help but lean back, sticking to Chu Zhiyuan's chest. Her jade face suddenly flew up with red clouds.
Her body was in an extremely sensitive state, able to smell Chu Zhiyuan's breath, and feel the hardness of Chu Zhiyuan's body, a touch completely different from her soft body. She quickly took a deep breath, widened her bright eyes and looked around, diverting her attention.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and didn't tease her any further.
Huang Shirong looked weak, but she was dignified, self-reliant, and had completely different ambitions from Xiao Ruoling.
Although Xiao Ruoling had amazing talent and amazing beauty, what she ultimately yearned for was to be a good wife and mother, guarding the Prince's Mansion or the Duke's Mansion. Occasionally, she also wanted to go out and play, but it was just to adjust her life, not because she really wanted to go out and explore the martial arts world.
Huang Shirong, however, had great ambitions.
She wanted to be the Palace Master of White Cloud Sword Palace.
And the White Cloud Sword Palace's mental method requires being free and unfettered, like clouds emerging from a peak, not to be trapped by objects. Chu Zhiyuan understood this, and he had always been close to Huang Shirong but not intimate, maintaining a distance. He usually just pleased his eyes and regarded her as a partner who could cooperate in the future.
While Chu Zhiyuan was still using the Sword Nurturing Technique, he said: "After Zhou Tianqi is caught, how do you plan to deal with him?"
"We have to find out what he has done first," Huang Shirong said, "Whether he has harmed anyone."
"What if he doesn't admit it?"
"There are ways to make him admit it."
"What if he has harmed someone?"
"Then we can only abolish his cultivation and let him atone for his sins for the rest of his life."
"Not hand him over to the imperial court?"
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"That's right," Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "The sect comes before the imperial court, and the sect law is greater than the national law." Huang Shirong turned her head to look over.
The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
She exhaled like orchids, her bright eyes sparkling, staring at Chu Zhiyuan: "Your Highness, this should be considered a matter within the sect, and the imperial court does not interfere."
"That's true," Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile, no longer teasing her: "It's very likely that it's a retaliation from the Jade Cauldron Sect, what are you going to do?"
Her skin was like snow-white porcelain, delicate and smooth, with almost no pores, her Qiong nose and cherry lips, her features were bright. Her bright eyes flickered, burning people.
"If it's really the Jade Cauldron Sect, then the sect will send experts to specifically annihilate the Jade Cauldron Sect!"
"That's good too."
The hooves of the horses were like thunder, and the strong wind brushed their faces. The two were in a close posture, but what they were talking about were all official matters. After a while, they arrived at Huai Mountain.
Chu Zhiyuan stood on a treetop, his body rising and falling with the treetop, and slowly closed his eyes. His extrasensory perception spread out.
Huang Shirong stared at him nervously, this was related to whether or not they could find Zhou Tianqi, it was a matter of great importance. After a while, Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and pointed to the due west.
Huang Shirong was stunned: "It seems that they all went east and south, no one went west."
"Let's go," Chu Zhiyuan floated from the treetop onto the back of the Heavenly Horse, pulled Huang Shirong up, and headed west. The setting sun was setting,
The two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses stopped in front of a village.
Chu Zhiyuan sat on horseback and looked at the village, sighing: "It's here."
