MTL - The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child-Chapter 1700 : Fuxin's Proverbs, Daughter's Thoughts

"Since it is such an important secret treasure, why did Ganshan only send you disciples here?"

Li Chengfeng briefly glanced at the information on the parchment, and was keenly aware of the strangeness of this matter.

"That's why I'm here."

Haiyue smiled by chance, and told Li Chengfeng about the cause and effect.

Although Ganshan has excluded several recorded places.

However, the Lingnan king left many fake tombs in various places in order to prevent the things he left from being taken away by people with malicious intentions.

Only a few of them are recorded in Qianshan Library Pavilion, and no one knows whether there is really a secret treasure in Lingnan.

That's why they excluded Haiyue, the mainstay disciples, and left Qianshan to go to the whole country to investigate secret treasures, so they didn't bring many sect masters with them.

"One more thing, Taoist Fuxin, my master, specifically told me to inform you, the Eighth Prince!" Haiyue's eyes gradually became sharper.

Li Chengfeng frowned, Taoist Fuxin had already stepped into the Dao realm.

Since he deliberately asked Haiyue to inform him, it is estimated that there is something hidden behind this incident.

"Tell me in detail!"

Haiyue nodded again and again, and then slowly said what Taoist Fuxin asked her to bring.

"My master made a divination for us before we came out."

"He said that eighth prince, your chance is in the southeast direction, and he also told you that this secret collection may be related to the secret of the collective disappearance of ancient warriors."

Hearing these words, a hint of amusement flashed in Li Chengfeng's eyes.

If it is true according to what Taoist Fuxin said, this incident is quite involved.

Not to mention that the owner of the secret store once fought against more than a dozen, his own strength must be good, and the inheritance he can leave behind must be good.

On the other hand, among those warriors in the ancient times, there are many warriors in the land fairyland.

For them, the Dao Realm is not considered the pinnacle of the rivers and lakes, and it is indeed possible to break through the Dao Realm hidden in it.

"Then I'm here to thank Miss Haiyue, and thank Taoist Fuxin for me after trouble."

"The eighth prince is serious. Now I, Ganshan, and Datang are one, so why not thank you or not?"

"It's getting late, I won't disturb the Eighth Prince's discussion, let's take my leave first!"

Haiyue cupped her fists and left.

After he left, Li Chengfeng looked at the shadow who was holding back his laughter.

"If you have anything to say, just say it straight? Although you and I are monarchs and ministers, there is no need to worry too much."

The expression on Yingying's face was a bit awkward: "Then please forgive me for being rude."

"I think this Taoist Haiyue, or Qianshan, intends to form a marriage with you, the Eighth Prince."

Li Chengfeng curled his lips, only then did he understand why Yingying was smiling so happily just now, it turned out that he thought there was something wrong with Haiyue.

He also saw that Haiyue's expression was a bit wrong today.

Besides, if you just came here to send news, why come here in the middle of the night, you can talk about it later.

The folk customs of the Tang Dynasty were violent, and Taoist priests became common people and married everywhere. This is not a big deal.

It's just that he really has no personal relationship with Haiyue, and his contacts with her are all based on cooperation with Qianshan.

"You should keep an eye on the news from Lingnan first!"

Li Chengfeng let out a long sigh, his face was full of helplessness, he glanced at the shadow and returned to his room.

Shadow looked at the back of Li Chengfeng walking into the room, and couldn't stop shaking his head.

"In this regard, the Eighth Prince is still much inferior to His Majesty. His Majesty even has concubines at his age."

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In the afternoon of the next day, Haiyue's voice sounded again outside Li Chengfeng's door after practicing for a whole day.

"Eighth prince, my daughter made some food and brought it to you." Haiyue came to the door of the room with the food box.

Li Chengfeng, who was practicing boxing, had a wry smile on his face.

"This Haiyue doesn't really like her, does she?"

"I fought with her for a long time when we met for the first time, didn't you?"

Li Chengfeng quickly changed his clothes and opened the door of the room, and suddenly froze in place.

Haiyue didn't wear a Taoist robe as usual, but a purple lotus skirt, with a high bun like a little girl.

"Thank you!" Li Chengfeng took the food box from Haiyue's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"The eighth prince stay!" Haiyue quickly stopped Li Chengfeng, and took out a small sachet from the wide sleeves.

"I made this sachet with my own hands, please accept it!" Hai Yue's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Li Chengfeng emotionally.

When the two met for the first time, she and the child didn't see eye to eye at all, and the two even made several bets.

But ever since Li Chengfeng showed his skills at the Qianshan Conference and saved himself, she found that her heart was disturbed.

She used to sit cross-legged for several hours, but now she is Li Chengfeng when she closes her eyes.

So before sending her out this time, Taoist Fuxin specially gave her a comment: "If you want to go out of the world to find the destiny, you must first go through the suffering of entering the world."

Haiyue is also a child of the rivers and lakes. When she was in Xiangyang, she said that she never found a chance.

Now that she thought about it again and again, she still decided to find Li Chengfeng and tell the story.

When Li Chengfeng heard this sentence, his heart skipped a beat. He would be a ghost if he didn't understand all this.

Datang is not a later generation. A girl who can make a sachet and give it to a man is already a confession.

The two looked at each other, Li Chengfeng thought for a long time, but he still didn't take the sachet from Haiyue.

Although Haiyue's figure and appearance are top-notch, coupled with the dusty temperament of a cultivator, she will definitely be regarded as a top-notch beauty in later generations.

It's a pity that he really doesn't feel anything about Haiyue, it's better to make it clear, don't delay Haiyue's heart.

"Sorry, I already have a sweetheart!" Li Chengfeng quickly retreated to the room and closed the door.

Haiyue looked at the closed door with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Master, I finally understand what you mean by the suffering of love."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she already understood Li Chengfeng's meaning in her heart, and when she came to the side of the boat and looked at the bright moon on the sea, her thoughts had already flown to the ninth heaven.

Li Chengfeng in the room was also complaining endlessly, looking at the figure of Shanghai Yue in the cabin, weeds grew in his heart.

"This kind of daughter's mind is the most difficult to deal with!"

He was planning to take a rest, he slowly got off his horse~www.novelbuddy.com~ and practiced the Heavenly Demon Art again.

Shadow and Li Ling in the shadow not far away watched this scene and discussed in low voices.

"You said Miss Haiyue is not bad looking, why would the Eighth Prince reject her?" Shadow put his hands on his chest, his face full of pity.

"As a subordinate, talking about His Highness behind his back is not a good habit!"

Li Ling tried to admonish Shadow with words, but he was still looking at the door of Li Chengfeng's room.

"Don't you want the eighth prince to get married as soon as possible? Can you spread branches and leaves for His Majesty?"

"After all, you are considered your highness's uncle, can you have some snacks?"

Shadow ignored Li Ling's advice at all, and still stared at Li Chengfeng's door with great interest.

In his heart, most of the time he still regards Li Chengfeng as his junior, and he still hopes that Li Chengfeng can get married as soon as possible.

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