Withdrawing his gaze, Yunjing looked in another direction. In the distance, Yunjing felt a familiar aura from the mythical realm. It was Senior Hongya.

Hongya's aura did not move, obviously waiting for or welcoming the arrival of the unknown mythical realm.

"Are you a friend of Senior Hong?" This thought came to mind, and Yun Jing stopped paying so much attention to it.

Who doesn't have a few friends? It's normal to welcome people and send them off. Since it's a private matter, Yunjing doesn't want to get involved. After all, the person coming here comes with an air of integrity, not a sneaky desire to do something evil.

Although he no longer pays attention, Yunjing is thinking that the few young people who followed the unknown mythical realm are quite interesting. They are all in the late stage of True Meaning Mirror, and they are not very old, less than thirty years old, so

To have such an achievement at such a young age is truly rare and rare in the world.

Moreover, as Yun Jing paid close attention to the understanding, those young people were not only young and high-achieving, they were definitely the best among the best at the level of True Intention Mirror. Although they did not reveal their means, Yun Jing did not know specifically about them, but they

The faint fluctuations of spiritual will that Yunjing has seen are unmatched by any true meaning mirror that Yunjing has ever seen. Furthermore, the vitality in their bodies is far superior to anyone of the same level that Yunjing has seen, and is extremely condensed.

Anyway, based on his first sense alone, Yunjing has never seen any existence at the same level as them that can compare with them!

"At this age and with this level of cultivation, one can be said to be the best among men." Yunjing couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's not that Yun Jing is belittling himself. Those young people, regardless of his spiritual realm, reached the mythical realm unexpectedly. If they were purely martial arts cultivation, now that he has entered the late Xiantian stage, he may not be much better than the other ones. Maybe he is not as good as them.

So it made sense for those young people that he couldn't help but pay attention to.

I don’t know where this little monster came from.

After paying a little attention, Yunjing didn't care, let alone inquire about the other person's interests. It was none of his business to care about him.

On the contrary, Yunjing from Hongya was filled with emotion. Now that Yunjing himself had reached this level, while Hongya did not restrain his aura, Yunjing could roughly sense the other party's state.

How should I put it? Hong Ya's condition is not optimistic. His energy and spirit are declining, and his vitality is seriously drained. It is estimated that he still has more than a hundred years to live, and he can live for forty or fifty years, which is good.

Yun Jing was well aware of Hong Ya's situation. During the battle with the clone of the Holy Lord's will that had descended from a foreign land, Hong Ya paid a heavy price because of that battle before he became like this.

This is the responsibility of the Shinhwa Realm. Few people understand how much the Shinhwa Realm has paid while enjoying the corresponding status. In comparison, it is normal for Yunjing to break the current curse and be cursed. Like everyone else,

Not greater than anyone else...

Walking on the streets of Sanluo Shenjing City, Yunjing headed towards the house that Wu Qingmei left for him. Although he had a token to go directly to the palace to find the other party, in case the other party was busy, he still let

The people reported it well.

Again, if there is no need, Yunjing usually won't use his mental power to scan and observe randomly. It would be too boring to know everything by heart.

The sky was overcast, with a drizzle of rain mixed with snowflakes. The cold winter climate was not annoying. After all, the drought had been too long. People were looking forward to this day too much, and their faces were filled with cheerful smiles.

But it does not prevent people from putting on thick clothes in a hurry.

Not wanting to show off his specialness too much, Yunjing bought a Baise oil-paper umbrella from a street shop and held it while walking in the cold rain.

The ancient streets are lined with stone roads, white clothes and paper umbrellas, and the cold rain is like silk. Walking there gives you a unique feeling, as if you are walking in an ink painting.

But this tranquility was soon broken by the noise. Noises and exclamations came from the front. The goods placed by the vendors on the roadside were knocked scattered. Someone quickly fled towards this side, and a section behind the fleeing person.

The distance is that of more than a dozen policemen holding chain iron rulers.

I don't know what kind of suspect they are arresting.

Yunjing stepped to the side of the road without intending to interfere, but Trouble found him on his own initiative.

This made Yunjing very confused. Damn the curse, he knew he didn't see it like that.

The one running away was a young man, also dressed in white, handsome in appearance, with mid-level innate cultivation, and excellent Qinggong. He flickered like a phantom, and ordinary people's eyes could not keep up with his rhythm.

When he passed by Yunjing, he turned and rushed towards Yunjing, threw something towards Yunjing, and then ran away behind Yunjing, without forgetting to drop a sentence: "Brother

Do me a favor and make you feel a little wronged. I will make it up to you when I get the chance. I’m leaving now.”

What the other party threw at Yunjing was a bright red bellyband. The fabric was of high quality and the workmanship was fine. At first glance, it looked like it was not something ordinary women could afford.

Wanting to roll his eyes, Yunjing took a step to avoid it, and the exquisite bellyband fell to the ground and got wet and dirty.

This thing is obviously troublesome. Yunjing doesn't want to touch it, and he doesn't have any special hobbies.

Soon the policemen from the rear arrived at Yunjing and surrounded him.

"is it him?"

"Looking at the body shape, there is no difference. They are also wearing white clothes."

"So he just wanted to throw things away to confuse the public and get away with it?"

A group of police officers surrounding Yunjing began to talk to themselves with unkind expressions.

Yunjing wanted to retort, saying, "Look at me carefully. With my appearance and temperament, do I need to use dirty means to steal girls' intimate clothes?"

Of course, he's not that boring.

Although he is currently in trouble, Yunjing has many ways to solve it, and he can't even find connections to avoid suspicion.

That was him. If it had been another person, looking at the eagerness of these police officers to close the case, they might have faced a lot of jail time.

This is the tangled place of being burdened with a curse. You may encounter any bullshit.

With no time to deal with these arresting ink marks, Yun Jing raised his hand slightly towards the distance, grasped his fingers slightly, and pulled lightly from the air, and then the guy who had been framed by Yun Jing Yuxing before couldn't control himself and flew towards him.

The other party's cultivation was silently blocked by Yun Jing, unable to move. He threw him to a few policemen with a frightened look on his face. Yun Jing said calmly: "The person you are looking for is him. Don't admit the wrong person and bring disaster to innocent people."

"

At this time, not to mention the guy who was caught by Yun Jing, even the surrounding police officers changed their expressions. They knew that they had provoked someone extraordinary, and they captured the warriors in the middle stage of Xiantian from the air. This method was at least as good as the True Intention Mirror.

Got it!

"I was blind, and I hope this young man will forgive me," the policeman apologized immediately.

Although under the emperor's feet in the capital, they wear the same clothes and handle cases normally without fear of anyone, there are also many people hiding under the emperor's feet. How can Yunjing's identity be so simple with such means?

Yunjing was not bored enough to bully the weak, so he nodded and said: "If nothing happens, then I'll leave."

No one stopped him and made way for him.

Continuing to leave with the oil-paper umbrella, Yun Jing vaguely heard the scolding sounds of the policemen behind him punching and kicking the guy who was trying to catch him.

It turns out that guy is a flower-picking thief, or more bluntly, a Gong Suinv thief. This kind of person is the most shameful, and his evil deeds are comparable to those of human traffickers!

Killing such a person with a knife will be more advantageous. It is best to throw him into a prison and wait for the prisoners with green eyes to visit him, otherwise it will not be enough to relieve hatred.

Damn, there are no brothels, so there is no need to tarnish the reputation of other girls? But I have to say that some people just have this kind of hobby. They don’t like to be reasonable, legal and obedient, but like to play with the strong...

You can imagine what happened to that guy when he was caught. Everyone hated the flower picker, and he would definitely regret meeting him.

Considering that if I wandered like this, it wouldn't be worth the trouble that would come to me, Yunjing simply stepped away and quickly headed to the house. As long as I was fast enough, trouble wouldn't be able to catch up with me.

The house Wu Qingmei arranged for Yunjing last time had always been carefully taken care of. When Yunjing came here again, even the people arranged here had not changed, but Qingmei Qingyue and the others were missing.

The people here were all very respectful to Yun Jing, and immediately boiled water and poured tea for him to ask after him, for fear that he might be slightly dissatisfied.

They all understood very well that although some things had not been made public, who was Yunjing's identity? It probably didn't matter if she offended Wu Qingmei on the small details, but if she offended Yunjing, she might lose her head!

After all, it is quite scary for a woman to be unreasonable for her man.

When Yunjing came here, he didn't bother with his servants' thoughts. He liked peace and quiet and asked people to leave. He quietly drank tea and read a book, waiting for the feedback from the person who informed Wu Qingmei.

If the other party is too busy to see him, he has no choice but to leave. Yunjing is not that small-minded. He has to consider Wu Qingmei's status as the king of the country. He has too many things to deal with, but he is not as leisurely as he is.

Soon the person who went to inform Yun Jing came back and brought Wu Qingmei's oral instructions. He repeated to Yun Jing unchanged: "Mr. Yun, Your Majesty doesn't have time to come over at the moment. You asked me to ask you if you can go.

If you don't want to go to the palace, forget it. His Majesty will come to see you after his work is done. If Mr. Yun leaves before then, just leave a message to Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Yunjing nodded slightly, thinking that she was really busy. Since she was busy, she probably didn't have time to spend time with him when she went to the palace, right?

Just when Yun Jing was thinking about whether to go to the palace, the eunuch who sent the message hesitated and said cautiously: "Mr. Yun, I don't dare to speculate on your Majesty's intention, but I have a vague feeling that your Majesty may have something to do with inviting Mr. Yun to the palace.

Need your help"

After saying this, the other party stepped aside with a low eyebrow, not daring to say too many words, as it would be wrong to say more.

Since she was too busy to come over to look for him, whether she went to the palace or not was entirely up to her own will, but the eunuch who sent the message said that Wu Qingmei might have something that she needed help with...

What was it? Even though she wanted to help herself, she seemed a little hesitant, as if to avoid causing trouble to herself. She was probably also a little entangled.

After pondering for a moment, Yun Jing said: "Then let's make some arrangements and let me go to the palace."

"Okay, Mr. Yun, we will make arrangements right away." The messenger left immediately.

No matter what, with the relationship between Yunjing and Wu Qingmei, he would naturally not be able to sit idly by if something needed help.

Yunjing felt a little melancholy. After all, in his current state, there might not be anything good to do here.

Now that the curse has gradually been transferred to me, I don’t even think it’s strange to drink water and stuff my teeth into the clouds...

Soon all arrangements were made, and Yunjing set off towards the palace. Guards were there to clear the way. There was no trouble along the way. Of course, it happened that a broken carriage blocked the way.

Little things like roads don't count.

After entering the palace 'smoothly', Yunjing was led by the palace maid to a palace, which was actually not the 'main palace' where the mother of a country could live last time.

After arriving at the palace, the maid prepared fruits, snacks, tea and waited quietly.

This is the first time Yunjing has set foot in the Sanluo Palace after entering the mythical realm. At his level, he can subconsciously understand a lot of things even if he doesn't pay special attention.

Although the last time I came to Yunjing was extraordinary, it was not as good as now.

At this time, Yun Jing deeply felt how tight the defense of the Sanluo Palace was. There were expert guards in various places, both covert and covert. It could be said that even a mosquito flying in could distinguish the male from the female.
To be continued...