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Chapter 22 Four years

Time flies, and another four years have passed.

Before he knew it, Zuo Qianqiu had been in Zhenbei City for eight years.

Since Zuo Qianqiu and Xiong Er fought four years ago, he has never taken action. No one except him knows what his current strength is.

Now he is seventeen years old, and two years ago he held a very simple coming-of-age ceremony in the town north city.

In that year, Emperor Wu of Shengjing City officially enthroned his name "Zhenbei King", and Zhenbei City officially became his fiefdom, and General Zong Wenhuan had no objection to this.

Four years later, Zuo Qianqiu has lost his youthful tenderness, and the lines on his face have become much deeper under the craftsmanship of time.

I no longer had that literati square scarf on my head, and my long black hair scattered behind me like a waterfall.

He leaned freely on the railing of the observatory, tall and tall.

However, the biggest change is his temperament. If you saw him four years ago, you would definitely like to say that he is such a great Confucian disciple.

At this time, you were looking at him, with a little less fireworks and a more ethereal feeling on his body. His eyes were as deep as stars. He could be called the last word "The Exiled Immortal" coming to the dust.

In the past four years, his secret scriptures of all stars have also been upgraded to the eighth level of photogenic appearance. There is a ray of starlight following him in every move, just like a star coming to the world.

However, the martial arts realm has been stuck at the peak of the fourth grade. No matter what kind of martial arts he practices and takes a variety of treasure medicines, he cannot break through the barrier of the casting ladder. However, his body's strength and strength have been increasing so much that he doesn't know how strong he is now. In terms of strength alone, he has surpassed Xiong Er's violent state.

What stuck him was the realm, but not the upper limit of his strength.

Given the thirteen strange meridians opened by the Seven Emotions and Six Desire Demon Pills, he has mainly used the Secret Book of Stars since two years ago, integrating all known techniques, and constantly opening up the tiny meridians in his body. Now he can't count how many meridians have been opened in his body. This is why he can cross the pass of the Ladder to cultivate the Secret Book of Stars to the eighth level.

In the martial arts path, he mainly used guns and fists as a supplement, and practiced a fan technique, and even reached the state where the qi was nine feet away from his body without dissipating.

The rest of my time is to stay in the library to read books and drink tea and be content.

In the past four years, Wang Xiaoer's Sifang Pavilion has stood firm in the Great Zhou territory and gradually moved to the eternal countries, bringing Zuo Qianqiu a large number of miscellaneous books and historical records, allowing him to understand this continent more thoroughly.

It also made him more and more confirm his previous speculation. The vastness of the Eternal Continent is far beyond his imagination. The five continents where the human race is located is just located in the center. It has not even occupied one-tenth of the Eternal Continent based on area alone.

He also had a new understanding of the seal of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. He still needed to go to the rear of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to take a look at it in person.

Just as he was leaning against the window of the library for many years, looking at the books and drinking tea, Wang Xiaoer's exclamation came from the distance again.

He shook his head helplessly, looked at the white clouds and blue sky in the sky, and the depths of his eyes were like a galaxy.

Ziwei Fighting Technique, a divination technique obtained by signing in, I don’t know if it is because of Ziweixing, but he practices thousands of miles a day. Now he is divining a group of treasures of the martial emperors in the Star Gazing Pavilion in Shengjing City.

"I'm here to go. It seems that the leisure time is coming to an end!"

He murmured to himself, then put the books in his hand together, threw them away accurately and fell into the place where it should go.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, something is wrong. The Thirteenth Princess came to Guanghan Palace in the north to learn from his masters. You will be asked to take someone to escort him in the capital."

Wang Xiaoer gasped, and looked at Zuo Qianqiu with no trace of blood on his face, as if something terrible disaster was coming.

"Is my little sister going to practice in Guanghan Palace? What's the point of making a fuss about this?"

Zuo Qianqiu asked in confusion. When his young sister was born, she was attracted by the palace master of Guanghan Palace who was a guest in the palace, and even made a twelve-year agreement.

Now that I counted my fingers, it was time to fulfill the agreement. There was nothing to be surprised about, but there was a little strange thing about why I had to go here to walk here instead of going directly to Guanghan Palace.

But this is not a big deal. After all, this Thirteenth Princess is not someone else, but his sister of the same father and mother. She was very smart and intelligent at the beginning of a young age. She was like a little adult since she was a child. He even suspected that the other party had traveled through time.

Moreover, she was the pearl in the palm of Emperor Wu and Concubine Xiao since she was a child, and her heart was full of flesh. Among the many princes and daughters in the Zhou Dynasty, she can be said to be favored by the emperor and has a very noble status.

This is also the reason why when he first came to Zhenbeicheng, he would say that he would have spent some money from the other party if he had known it. His sister is really rich.

"Your Highness, you don't understand the will! It is said that the decree is clearly written after this decree that the Thirteenth Princess's visit to the discipleship ceremony was all from my Zhenbei City. Isn't this our own life? You don't know how poor we are! Mr. Xiong hasn't gone to Miaoshanfang for several days to eat the whole cow banquet in the mountains."

While talking, Wang Xiaoer wiped his tears, as if he was really poor and couldn't take the blame.

Xiong Er did not go to Miaoshanfang to eat the whole cow banquet in the Shanshan Cattle Banquet for several days, but at that time, the Demon-Slaying Army had not hunted the Shanshan Cattle recently, otherwise how could he not eat it?

Wang Xiaoer was getting more and more deducting. If he hadn't known what the Sifang Pavilion's business was, he would have thought Emperor Wu's will was a bit difficult.

"It's almost the same. The richer you are, the more stingy you are. If nothing unexpected happens, it is probably what your old man came up with. Just to see how strong your foundation is. Besides, if you don't have the consent of your Majesty in recent years, you think that relying on your little calculations and your connections can make your business so big, it's time to vomit. Don't just go in and out like a Pixiu. Your behavior has violated your business methods in recent years."

Although Wang Xiaoer has made a big deal in Sifang Pavilion in recent years, he has become increasingly concerned about his original intention. This time it is obvious that it was the head of the Wang family who was criticized and given guidance.

During the years, when Wang Xiaoer was developing the market, he often used conspiracies and rarely acted openly, which always made him a little worried, but so many years of friendship made him really hard to say much.

Now it seems that the head of the Wang family also took everything into consideration and knew that if he allowed him to continue, he would be afraid that the Sifang Pavilion's business would be ruined after leaving the gate of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is not in line with the empire's strategic goals.

All the kings under the world are kings, and all the kings are kings. The Sifang Pavilion has never been out of control of the empire. Wang Xiaoer is just the pavilion master on the surface. The one who really controls the general direction is the one who controls the empire's money bag.

But Wang Xiaoer, who was deeply involved, didn't see clearly.

"Your Highness..."

"Okay, that's it! I haven't seen my little sister for a long time, so you can prepare the things first! Wang Ning, this is an opportunity. If you give up some appropriately, you will find that you don't get much in the end."
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