Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 323 The Lord of Burning the City
Don't trust all the books.

Chen Sheng read through the General History of Yuan and Liang Dynasties, but did not find the answers he wanted. Instead, he had more questions.

There was only one solitary example. He was afraid of being misled, so he looked for other miscellaneous books to read.

Unfortunately, generally speaking, the older these books are that record the history of the Yuan and Liang dynasties, the clearer they are in their memory. However, the closer they are to the present time, the more blurry they are, and I don’t know what they are taboo about.

The Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Thimble Merchants Association has three floors, but Chen Sheng did not set foot on the second and third floors. The serious cultivation inheritance of the Eight Sutras placed there was of no use to him.

"Sure enough, the real secrets will not be kept in the classics."

Chen Sheng shook his head. The secrets at the top level were always passed down by word of mouth. If you didn't get into that circle, you couldn't understand them at all.

He had no choice but to walk out of the Sutra Pavilion. He vaguely heard a noise and followed the sound.

In the courtyard, Lu Shaoqing and the group of monks who had returned from the caravan were talking about something, and then some people left.

"what happened?"

Chen Sheng came forward and said.

"Some people see the Thimble Chamber of Commerce becoming lonely and want to leave."

Lu Shaoqing frowned. There were fewer and fewer monks loyal to the Thimble Chamber of Commerce. If this continues, many things will be delayed.

"Just leave when you leave. People's hearts are in confusion and it's not conducive to management."

Han Fang said in relief.

Lu Shaoqing was feeling sad, but he tried his best to hide it. He looked at Chen Sheng and asked with concern: "Sir, did you find what you wanted to see?"

Chen Sheng shook his head. Those secrets were too profound to be recorded in books.

"You talk to Uncle Han, maybe he knows."

A look of regret appeared on Lu Shaoqing's face. He really thought about Chen Sheng, thought about it, and pushed Han Fang out.

"I was born here and grew up here. I know more than you, an outsider, after all."

Han Fang thought that he was a few years older than Chen Sheng, and he was a native of the Yuan and Liang Dynasties, so he did know more.

Chen Sheng did not refuse, and the three of them walked away slowly, sat down in a pavilion, and started talking.

"What do you think of the current Emperor Yuan and Liang?"

Under the pavilion, it was quiet and quiet, Chen Sheng's eyes became deep, and his words were directed at the person who occupied the [-]th position in the Yuanliang Dynasty.

"That's the heavenly being in the clouds, it's incomprehensible."

Han Fang was shocked. He never thought that Chen Sheng's problem was so big. When it came to Emperor Yuan and Liang, he was somewhat secretive.

That person lives in seclusion in the palace and does not go to court in the morning, but he balances all parties delicately and is extremely powerful.

"It is said that the campaign to bring order to order was initiated by the champion, and the border armies responded, and finally succeeded."

Chen Sheng was very vague about many things, so he thought of some of the people involved and asked, "Where are they?"

It stands to reason that even if those people are old, they are not dead. As long as there are insiders, that period of history should not be so vague.

"The champion's health was already in bad shape at that time. He survived for a few days before he passed away."

Han Fang didn't know much about this, and said: "The armies in the border towns were dispersed, and the generals were replaced. The emperor lived in seclusion in the deep palace, exploring the surrounding areas. The depth of the emperor's city is awe-inspiring."

He always believed that the person above the court who lived in seclusion in the palace was practicing and observing something, playing with the emperor's mind to the extreme.

"Qin Lin is definitely not a heartless person."

Chen Sheng thought of a figure. He was noble and majestic. Although he was arrogant, he was by no means someone who looked down on the people like an ant.

"Qin Lin? The name of Emperor Yuanliang? Who is he?"

With one sentence, Chen Sheng's true identity was slightly exposed. Han Fang felt ripples in Han Fang's heart. It was unusual to call the emperor by his name.

This confirmed some of his conjectures, thinking that Chen Sheng would not become a "loose cultivator". That kind of tolerance and state of mind could not be tempered in hardship and chaos.

"Burn the city..."

Chen Sheng's thoughts had drifted far away. After all, Fencheng was a quiet corner, too far away from the center of the Yuanliang Dynasty to learn the real secrets.

He wanted to leave, but he had just arrived and needed to get to know him better. Also, it would take time to find his next place to go.

"I want to go out for a walk."

After coming back to his senses, Chen Sheng had thoughts of going out and could not sit in a well to look at the sky. He was trapped in a Thimble Chamber of Commerce. The Yuan and Liang dynasties were vast. His understanding of this country began with the burning of the city.

"Yes, the young master is new here, so he is a little new to Burning City."

Lu Shaoqing nodded in agreement, then moved his hand and handed out a storage bag, saying: "If you meet someone you like, don't miss it."

She has a slim figure, slender hands, and presents as much money as dirt, which explains what it means to be a child of the rich.

"Miss Lu, what does this mean?"

Chen Sheng said in a daze.

He had forgotten the last time he received a gift from someone.

For a long time, he was the one who inspired people and changed their destiny.

"When you go out, you have to take some money to defend yourself. Besides, compared with the young master's life-saving grace, it's just a drop in the bucket."

Lu Shaoqing didn't explain anything and smiled warmly, but Chen Sheng didn't understand. It was just a win-win, but it was done in a way that made people feel comfortable and without any burden.

He finally put away the storage bag, walked out of the Thimble Chamber of Commerce calmly, and headed towards Fen City.

"Miss, aren't you afraid that he is preparing to leave Fencheng?"

in situ.

Han Fang was worried that Chen Sheng was a talented person who could be of great use if he stayed in the Thimble Chamber of Commerce, but he was afraid that he would leave.

Lu Shaoqing knew this, but there was a real problem. The Thimble Chamber of Commerce was in a precarious situation at this time and was very dangerous. He said: "If you can't keep him, just send him away generously and earn some love."

It's not that she hasn't seen the warmth and warmth of people since her father died, but there are some things that she can't stop doing just because they might happen.

"Ugh……"

Han Fang sighed softly and frowned. There was turmoil inside and outside the Thimble Chamber of Commerce. The situation was indeed not optimistic.

outside world.

Bustling and crowded.

There is no oppression in the Thimble Chamber of Commerce, the sky is bright, illuminating each room, making it as bright as a picture.

"This Thimble Chamber of Commerce is indeed rich."

Chen Sheng walked on the street, swinging his arms slightly, brushing the storage bag on his waist, taking a look, and realized that the Thimble Merchant Guild was indeed wealthy, no wonder it attracted people to covet him.

As his thoughts faded away, his brows twitched slightly, and he looked somewhere. An ordinary figure passed by, nothing surprising.

"Being followed."

Chen Sheng was sure that someone was staring at him. He let go of his mind and caught a figure that looked like a swimming fish. He took steps and followed it slowly.

After a hundred or so breaths, he stopped and appeared in front of a splendid attic. There were really many magic weapons hidden inside. The precious light was so dense that you could see a halo in the blue sky and daylight.

"Baobao Tower."

Chen Sheng had thoughts in his heart, feeling that the person following him had deliberately lured him here.

Could it be that the one who attacked the Thimble Merchant Guild was not the Lord of Burning City, but the Lord of Baibao Building?

With this doubt in mind, he walked into the Baibao Tower, and what he saw was a series of magic weapons, arranged one after another. The deeper they went, the higher the order.Many monks, like him, linger under the treasure light, but they are very disciplined. The guard force in the Baibao Tower is extremely powerful, and the presence or absence of tyrannical energy is awe-inspiring.

"Calming Bell..."

Chen Sheng calmly looked at the many magic weapons like a tourist. They were of different shapes and powers. Although they were of little use to him, when they were stacked together and the treasures of light were stacked, they had a unique fairyland charm. Beauty.

He saw a bell on an independent display cabinet. It had a gray texture and faint lines. It should have been a very ordinary object, but its charm was really mysterious.

This is a third-level magic weapon that has the function of seeing inside the spiritual platform and breaking through obstacles. It sells for [-] high-grade spiritual stones.

"Fellow Taoist likes it, so I'll give it to you."

A loud and majestic voice sounded.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a tall body and bright eyes. He was wearing gorgeous and exquisite clothes and looked very noble.

"you are?"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng was almost happy. He had been in the Yuanliang Dynasty for a day or two and had already encountered two "temptations". Could it be that he had made money and his status had risen.

When he was weak before, he didn't have these kind intentions. In the end, strength speaks for itself.

"I'm Qinghuo, the owner of Baibao Tower here. I've met Taoist friend."

The middle-aged man bowed his hands in greeting, and his attitude towards Chen Sheng was visibly kind.

His status is not low. He is the owner of this treasure building and controls the wealth that spreads all over the world.

"You and I don't know each other."

Chen Sheng said lightly.

It's not that he is arrogant, but that this trip came at a strange time, and there was a plan from the beginning, and it probably didn't matter much after that.

"Although I have never met you, your name, fellow Taoist, has already reached the ears of the Lord of Burning City."

Qinghuo did not let the atmosphere cool down. He was a bit as friendly as a businessman. He also believed that he and Chen Sheng would be on a united front in the future, so he didn't care about it, lest it be difficult to meet him in the future.

"So, the person who targeted the Thimble Chamber of Commerce is indeed the Lord of Burning City."

Chen Sheng's eyes flickered. He had just entered the Yuanliang Dynasty. He had no cause and effect. He attracted attention in Burning City. It must be related to the Thimble Chamber of Commerce.

The Lord of Burning City undoubtedly exposed himself by being involved with him at this time.

This answer is not very surprising. Han Fang and others had guessed it, but there was no evidence and they were alone, so they had no choice but to remain silent.

"That person is very thoughtful. If he takes action, it will be extremely difficult for the Thimble Merchant Guild to resist. Why should fellow Taoists bother with it?"

Qinghuo did not deny it. He had full confidence in the Lord of Burning City and said, "He can give more than the Thimble Chamber of Commerce."

This has been proven one after another. The Lord of the Burning City has a deep scheming mind, controls many means, and cannot be an enemy.

"He values ​​me that much?"

Chen Sheng was unmoved, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he chose to talk and learn more information.

"Correct."

Qinghuo really regarded Chen Sheng as one of his own, he talked a lot, and even used himself as an example, saying: "This is not a lie, Qing was also valued by the Lord of Burning City before, but now he is in charge of Baibao Tower, how can It’s no longer impressive.”

A piece of the past is revealed.

Qinghuo once worked as a guard in the Baobao Tower. Later, when the Lord of Burning City fell in, he was valued and slaughtered all his old bosses. Then he changed his identity and took charge of a Baobao Tower.

He chattered endlessly, all about the glory after success. Those who used to regard him as an ant were now as light as grass in his eyes.

"It's not a glamorous thing."

Chen Sheng said bluntly.

"Ok?"

This reaction made Qinghuo stunned for a moment, with a hint of disbelief.

"A conspirator supported a rip-off guy and devoured his employer's property. What's there to be proud of?"

There was a trace of disdain in Chen Sheng's words. He walked in a dignified way, so naturally he looked down on this kind of wealth.

"you……"

This time, Qinghuo heard it clearly, but he was about to explode with anger. He pointed at Chen Sheng with his eyes blazing.

Chen Sheng didn't look at him and said, "I want the Calming Bell. I'll clear the money and goods. I'll reward you with the extra."

After saying that, he threw his hand and the storage bag given by Lu Shaoqing flew out and landed on the display cabinet, and the calming bell on it had already fallen into his hand.

In the same way of giving gifts and wooing, the little girl from the Thimble Merchant Guild was more useful to him than the Lord of Burning City.

Then, he left very neatly, without even looking at Qing Huo. As he said, he had no good impression of this kind of person.

"You're a piece of shit, you're going to die in Burning City sooner or later."

Qing Huo was so angry that he cursed loudly. He had never been despised like this since he took control of Baibao Tower. This happened suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel irritable.

Perhaps, there is a bit of embarrassment at being poked into the weak point.

……

Chen Sheng walked out of the Baibao Tower with a calm mind. He did not take the existence of the Lord of Burning City and Qinghuo to heart. He continued walking in Burning City, sometimes stopping to listen to the path of the tea house above. information.

He still liked this kind of leisure time. He felt very uncomfortable walking around and walking among the crowd.

"Roll and Roll..."

The sound of wheels rolling over bluestone slabs was dull and thick, making pedestrians' hearts buzz. They turned around and stepped aside to avoid it.

A simple bicycle frame, galloping leisurely, with the indifference of an ancient family, a small flag hanging on the side, with the word "Qiu" written on the black background and gold rim.

It is also this surname that creates a kind of "face" that makes countless pedestrians not dare to provoke him and quickly give way.

"Sir, does the head of my family want to invite you?"

The carriage finally stopped in front of Chen Sheng.

The driver of the car was stooped, but his eyes were arrogant. It was obvious that his identity as an enemy gave him a strong sense of self-confidence.

"Who is this master to be treated as a distinguished guest by his enemy?"

In the streets, countless eyes fell on Chen Sheng, with envy. Being invited by an enemy represented a kind of ability and status.

"In the future, this burning city will have another important person who cannot be provoked."

Each and every small force deeply remembered Chen Sheng that such a person is like a soaring dragon and must not make enemies.

"Is it the Lord of Burning City again?"

Chen Sheng pondered.

It is possible, but it is also possible that the enemy has learned about the actions of the Burning City Lord and wants to plan something in return.

In short, the city-burning path unfolded really quickly before his eyes.

"Sir, please."

Ma Ma's eyes turned cold, thinking that if Chen Sheng refused the invitation, he would kidnap the person by force.

Chen Sheng didn't care about the attitude of a little person. He got on the carriage and sat on the soft bed. He had a big sword and a golden horse. He was by no means a role that could be manipulated by others.

It's a pity that others can't see it and don't understand it.

(End of this chapter)