"Others say you are neurotic and abnormal, but you have never gone crazy in front of me."

Palace Master Zhisha sighed softly: "Tell me, what's going on this time?"

"Do you know Emperor Wa?" Zhang Yuanqing said.

The scorpion under the mask of the master of the killing palace turned up and looked at the ceiling. After a few seconds, he shook his head:

"never heard of that."

The difference came out all at once. The information mastered by the demigod-level powerhouse was far from being able to be compared with Zhang Yuanqing, who asked no more questions, and said:

"I went to Gaotianyuan, the legendary Gaotianyuan in the island country, and harvested some top-quality props in it."

"So you came here to share your joy with me?" Palace Master Zhisha Yanran said, "You have a good attitude, give me a verbal reward."

She didn't take the baby seriously at all, and laughed and praised it.

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"The reason I'm looking for you today is because it has something to do with the treasure in Gaotianyuan. I found a bronze sacred tree inside."

Immediately, he explained Gao Tianyuan's connection with Shi Huangdi and the quality of the bronze sacred tree in detail.

The Master of the Killing Palace originally listened with a smile, holding his chin, not caring.

But the more he listened, the more he became silent. The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and his body leaned forward and straightened up a little bit.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, she frowned and whispered:

"I don't know what it is, but I can feel that it is very, very precious and important. The profession of musician has a longer lifespan than other professions, but even a demigod cannot achieve longevity.

"But Emperor Shihuang thinks it can. If it is true, then it is very likely to be the top thing in the profession of musicians. It may change my destiny."

"When I come out of Qinfeng Academy, if I have any clues, I want to go to Gaotianyuan with you." Zhang Yuanqing said.

Palace Master Zhisha stared at him for a moment and said, "Want to repay me?"

The voice is rare and gentle.

Zhang Yuanqing said "hmm".

The master of Zhisha Palace covered his mouth and smiled lightly: "The answer is wrong, but it's rare, I agree."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Tomorrow at nine o'clock, I will enter Qinfeng Academy, and the training time will be seven days."

Seeing Palace Mistress Zhi Sha nodding his head, he raised his cup, drank the coffee in one gulp, and dissipated into dreamlike starlight.

late at night.

Taiyimen training camp, clubhouse bar.

Yuan Ting, who has ordinary facial features but extraordinary temperament, held a wine glass in his hand and said happily:

"I will enter Qinfeng Academy tomorrow, haha, I'm really fed up with the training camp. Since April this year, I have spent most of my time in the training camp. Elder Sun is so confused and not a son of man.

"Miaomiao, don't be angry, I'm scolding your grandfather, it has nothing to do with you."

Sun Miaomiao rolled her eyes: JrNovels.com