Chapter 992.
Wang Chen could not help but feel surprised at this Princess’ sudden night visit.
This was because although his master-disciple relationship with Princess Qing Yun had never been publicized, and the latter had been sneaky and quiet every time she visited the door to ask for advice, she had always come during the daytime.
A few months down the line, the times were quite fixed.
Tonight was clearly an exception.
“What’s wrong?”
Wang Chen noticed that this Princess’ eyes were red, as if she had just cried on the road.
Princess Qing Yun pursed her lips and turned her head to look at Uncle Sun, who had escorted her here.
The latter sighed and quietly exited the room.
It was only at this time that Princess Qing Yun curtsied to Wang Duan and said, “Master, I’ve come to bid you farewell.”
Wang Dust was puzzled, “Farewell? Where are you going?”
As soon as his words fell, crystal tears overflowed from the eyes of this Princess Highness, “I, I’m marrying off to Great Yan!”
Great Yan?
Wang Duan frowned, “Peaceful marriage?”
“Uh-huh.”
Princess Qing Yun nodded pitifully, “I, I’m going to marry the third prince of Great Yan ……”
After listening to her, Wang Duan realized that Great Liang and Great Yan had a marriage alliance long ago.
Originally, with Princess Qing Yun’s age, after two or three years, it’s not too late to get married, but I don’t know what the reason is, from last year to this year, the Great Yan side has been urging Emperor Shao Wu to send Princess Qing Yun over to finish the marriage.
Due to the alliance between Da Liang and Da Yan, under the intimidation of Da Qi in the north, Emperor Shao Wu could not cancel the marriage, so he decided to send Princess Qing Yun to Da Yan next month.
Wang Dust couldn’t help but sigh as well, “Is there anything I can do to help you then?”
Even though Qing Yun was his disciple, he was also very fond of this innocent and lovely princess, treating her as his own sister’s general role.
However, Princess Qing Yun was Emperor Shao Wu’s sister, not Wang Chen’s relative, so he did not have the power to intervene in this matter, especially since it also involved the alliance between the two countries.
Princess Qing Yun whispered, “I would like to ask you, Master, to escort me to Luo Yuan, is that alright?”
Pity to be born in an emperor’s family!
Wang Dust felt compassion and nodded, “As long as His Majesty agrees, I can escort you to Great Yan.”
Luo Yuan was the capital of Great Yan.
“Great.”
Princess Qing Yun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said joyfully, “I know Master loves me the most!”
She took the food box she brought with her, “Master, this is a snack I made myself, let’s give it to you as a midnight snack.”
After Princess Qing Yun left, Wang Chen opened the food box in front of her.
The box contained five-colored dim sum, and although the craftsmanship was ordinary, it was evident that it was made with care.
Wang Dust picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it.
The flavor was not bad.
Then he realized that there was also a thick stack of books pressed underneath the dim sum tray.
All of them were originally from the Ten Directions Dao Collection series.
There was no doubt that these books were the ones Princess Qing Yun had stolen from the Great Inner Book Depository to honor him.
In fact this past period of time, this cheap disciple did not come empty-handed every time he came to the door.
Thinking of the bits and pieces of the time when the two of them were together, Wang Dust’s heart felt more than a hint of disappointment.
The next morning, Wang Dust suddenly received an imperial decree.
Emperor Shao Wu called him to the palace.
Inside the Imperial Study Room of the palace, Wang Duan once again met the Great Liang Emperor.
Compared to the first time they met, Emperor Shao Wu was obviously quite haggard, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and even stars of gray hair appeared on his temples, as if he had aged several years.
“Aiqing leveled off.”
This Great Liang Heavenly Prince gestured for Wang Duan to sit down, then said, “Wang Duan, you know about Qing Yun’s matter, don’t you?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Wang Dust replied frankly, “Your Highness wants me to escort to Great Yan.”
“It is I who owes her.”
Emperor Shao Wu sighed, “Wang Dust, I will appoint you as the Crown Prince Prince and Wedding Envoy to protect Princess Qing Yun to fulfill the marriage alliance between the two countries!”
Wang Dust saluted, “My humble servant obeys the decree!”
“Go.”
Emperor Shao Wu waved his hand and suddenly added, “Remember to protect her!”
Wang Dust nodded, “Yes.”
Leaving the palace and returning home, Wang Dust summoned his subordinates to give a few instructions, then quietly left the city to Qing Mu Mountain, thirty miles to the southwest, to prepare for the impact of the seventh stage of the Great Realm.
The seventh rank of the Martial Dao was the Martial Saint, the top powerhouse in this world, and further up was the Supreme Martial God.
Only since the Martial God Yue Yao shattered the void a thousand years ago, no new Martial God had appeared in the Cang Qing Realm.
Thus the seventh rank was considered the pinnacle.
Considering the commotion that might arise from impacting this level, shutting down at home was undoubtedly not a good choice, so Wang Chen found a cave deep within the Cangqing Mountain.
After a simple cleanup, he closed the entrance of the cave with a boulder and officially began to charge the realm.
Although Wang Dust’s experience value for the sixth level of the Xuan Tian Seven Deadly Wheel was only 1 point short of being fully full, this 1 point wasn’t so easy to add on, especially when it came to the fundamentals of the technique.
Wang Chen spent a day and a night to first adjust his state to the best.
Then he mouthed a five hundred year portion of wild mountain ginseng, and urged the power of the six great Foul Wheels of Corpse Dog, Foo Yai, Sparrow Yin, Swallowing Thief, Non-Venom, and Removing Obscenity to fully impact the final bottleneck, Stinking Lung.
The Stinking Lung, also known as Ying, or Nose Sense, corresponded to the Undersea Chakra, which was in charge of the breathing and exhaling cycle.
Compared to the first six rounds, this last round of Stinking Lung involves the largest scope, and it is difficult to break through!
Throughout history, countless masters and powerhouses who practiced the seven pranas fell in front of this hurdle, failing in their attempts to reach the realm, but also resulting in the death of the lungs, the degree of danger far exceeded that of the first six pranas.
But Wang dust and these losers are different, he is now law and martial arts dual cultivation, the understanding of their own far more than ordinary people, has long reached the degree of subtle penetration of the bone.
Holding onto his Yuan, Wang Chen quickly entered the mysterious state of tortoise breath.
His breathing became extremely long, the frequency dropping to a very low level, and it took quite a long time before he breathed once.
However, the majestic Fury Force rushed and flowed within Wang Chuan’s body, repeatedly flushing his lungs and pulling the qi that existed in the underworld.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Chen’s breathing steeply became rapid, and the wind and thunder roared between one inhalation and one exhalation, stirring back and forth in the cave, and the outward breath became more and more powerful.
The ginseng in his mouth was already not even dregs left, the pure medicinal power with aura, wordlessly nourishing Wang Chuan’s organs and bowels, helping him make up for the loss of vital energy.
Until the most critical moment came.
Boom!
The boulder blocking the entrance of the cave was heavily pushed away by an invisible force, and fine cracks even appeared on the surface.
Inside the cave, Wang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, abruptly opened his eyes.
It was as if there were countless lightning bolts of thunder in his eyes!
[Name: Wang Dust (Ling Zhiyuan)]
[Age: 18]
[Cultivation: Martial Saint]
[Technique: Xuan Tian Seven Deadly Wheel (Stinking Lung): 0/700]
[Skill: Qi Looking]
[Potential: 1890]
[Qi Luck: 386]
Seventh Order Martial Saint, Breakthrough Merit!