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Chapter 167 The Golden Body of the Martial Temple

Prince Ji's Mansion, front courtyard.

At this moment, a rather strange situation appeared.

Apart from the servants, there were dozens of figures standing in the courtyard. Although they were of different ages, they were all dressed in luxurious clothes and all looked outstanding.

But without exception, they are all girls.

Even though he had heard that there were dozens of princesses in Prince Ji's palace, Jiang Chengyun was still surprised when he saw this scene with his own eyes.

Unless King Ji has a physical defect, it is impossible for Crown Prince Jinjiang to have only one son anyway.

I'm afraid the others are either dead or secretly sent away... The real owner of this majestic palace must be the seemingly gentle princess in front of him.

Princess Ji briefly glanced at the crowd and coughed.

The next moment, these princesses quickly stepped aside, revealing the thin figure in the middle.

The young man has a fair and feminine face and is wearing a dark blue silk gown. He looks a little sickly.

"Jin Jiang, this is the martial arts master that my concubine went to Qingzhou to bring back for you. It is the famous Master Jiang. Why don't you come over to see me?"

Princess Ji seemed to be a little nervous, but after seeing that neither the slaves nor the princess around her dared to look directly at the figure in the black robe, this nervousness was diluted a lot.

This was already the girl she could find that best fit the description of "fairy and graceful".

Jiang Qiulan had no makeup on her delicate face, and no jewelry on her body. She only wore a clean black ink shirt, and she could easily attract everyone's attention by standing so casually in the courtyard.

The feminine young man looked up silently, hesitated, and finally took a step.

Seeing this, Princess Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Jiang." Crown Prince Jinjiang came over and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite." Jiang Qiulan shook his head.

"This child looks shy, but he is not familiar with her yet. It will be fine when we get closer." Princess Ji forced out a smile again.

Not far away, the silver bells on the waists of the two men trembled slightly, quietly conveying information.

"The more I look at it, the more something is wrong. I am not asking Mr. Jiang to give me some martial arts advice. This is clearly..." Jiang Chengyun frowned.

"Ah."

"You see it too?"

"Ah."

"Then why didn't you respond at all? Lord Jiang, I am Qingzhou..."

"I just want to get my pill condensation method quickly."

Shen Yi looked calm. He now wanted to know when this group of people would finish talking.

As for other things, he really had no interest.

The reason is also very simple. If Jiang Qiulan doesn't want to, who else in Qingzhou can force her? Since the other party is here, why are others messing around?

Just when Shen Yi felt a little bored and could only stand there in a daze.

Prince Jinjiang suddenly clenched his hands and cast his gaze this way.

Senhan Xuanjia was majestic and domineering, his scarlet cloak was fluttering slightly, and the young man's expression was calm, just looking quietly into the distance.

"Dare you ask this general..."

Crown Prince Jinjiang handed over his hand again. Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered something: "I, I am Chen Jinjiang. I dare you to ask the general his name."

Before she finished speaking, Princess Ji finally remembered the existence of Shen Yi. She twitched subconsciously at the corner of her eyes. She took a step forward imperceptibly and said with a smile: "This is General Shen from Qingzhou. I have some business to do when I go to the Martial Temple. 伱Just don’t disturb others.”

After waiting for so long, I finally got this sentence.

Shen Yi took advantage of the situation and clasped her fists, saying neither humble nor arrogantly: "Shen has important matters at hand, and I hope that Princess Haihan will do the same."

"Official matters are important. General Shen, please help yourself." Princess Ji nodded very considerately.

Shen Yi turned around and walked out of the palace. Jiang Chengyun was worried about Mr. Jiang and turned back three times with each step, and was then dragged out by Shen Yi.     …”

Jiang Qiulan watched the two people leaving in silence, her white palms hidden in her sleeves clenched slightly.

……

Leave Prince Ji’s Mansion.

Jiang Chengyun gritted his teeth: "General Soldier... How could the General Soldier do such a thing!"

This is the most powerful sword in Qingzhou. It is not used to kill monsters, but used for marriage?

Have you lived so fucking long that you've lost your mind? ! Damn old thing!

Seeing that Shen Yi had already walked away, he hurriedly followed him: "General Shen, you are going the wrong way!"

Shen Yi originally thought that the so-called martial arts temple should be something similar to an ancestral hall.

However, under the leadership of Jiang Chengyun, he was taken all the way to the street closest to the palace.

"..."

After seeing the true appearance of Wu Temple.

Even though Shen Yi was used to seeing tall buildings in her previous life, she was still a little surprised.

Two pieces of precious wood that are more than thirty feet long are as translucent as amber. They serve as beams to support the extremely tall palace, as if they are about to pierce the sky.

The roof of the veranda with double eaves is like the backbone of a giant beast, quietly crawling in the imperial city.

It wasn't that Shen Yi couldn't figure out how it was built. After all, even he could make the mountain collapse. In a world with such great power, there was no need to make a fuss.

He just didn't quite understand the significance of building this house so high.

"General Shen, I know what you are thinking."

Jiang Chengyun seemed to have had similar doubts. He said no more and walked towards the Martial Temple with Shen Yi.

Compared to the luxury outside, the interior furnishings are extremely simple.

The purpose of all this is to attract people's attention to the deepest platform at first glance.

On that high platform.

On the left and right sides, there are six three-foot-tall golden bodies on each side. Compared with the Bodhisattva Buddha enshrined in the Buddhist temple, these golden bodies have different images, including ferocious Yaksha shapes, animal-headed human shapes, and even one It simply looks like a lion camel demon...

Surrounded by a total of twelve golden bodies, in the middle is a six-foot-long golden body with the look of an Arhat with angry eyes!

They are huge and weird, overlooking everything below them indifferently, their faces are dark and unclear, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression!

Shen Yi looked at it in a daze, feeling a little dazed.

It wasn't because of anything else, but with the blessing of the tiger's divine eye talent, he suddenly saw a phantom in the six-foot-long golden body.

Is this thing alive?

"Don't keep staring." Jiang Chengyun lowered his head and reminded quietly: "These are all monks in the God Transformation Realm since the founding of the Qian Dynasty."

Above the Martial Immortal is the Transformation God.

The so-called transformation of gods uses the power of incense and vows to condense the golden body and Dharma. The Yin God gives up its physical body, integrates into the Dharma, and transforms into various righteous gods in rumors.

From now on, you will no longer suffer the suffering of the mortal body. If the Yin and Spirit are immortal and the incense continues, it will last for thousands of years.

"That is the most precious treasure possessed by the Great Qian Dynasty."

"Golden Body Arhat Dharma."

Jiang Chengyun quietly looked at the six-foot-long golden body in the middle.

It is precisely because of the existence of this ancestor that the Great Qian Dynasty can control the current land of Kyushu.

After everyone steps into the Martial Arts Temple, they can't help but feel awe, as if they are standing in front of the gods and feel insignificant.

Master Shen is naturally no exception, and it will probably take a while to recover.

"..."

Shen Yi stared at the many golden body images, feeling a little tangled in her heart.

If we could do this, wouldn't it be much easier to kill monsters in the future?

(End of this chapter)