Chongde Gate.
A convoy pulled entirely by pure white oxen is slowly driving out of the gate.
The oxcart carriages were arranged in sections, each much larger than the carriages of horse-drawn carts.
They resemble small, mobile houses.
The exterior of the carriage is decorated with carvings of landscapes, insects, and fish, along with redwood and purple-gold threads and Bodhi flower patterns, making the entire carriage body and shaft look expensive and luxurious.
After exiting the gate, the convoy stopped a short distance away, waiting for the group from the Heavenly Treasure Palace of the Great Dao Sect to approach.
Upon seeing this, the guards accompanying them stepped forward to check their identification Wen Die. Only after confirming their identities were they allowed to pass.
Zhang Rongfang was led by a strong maid to the front of the largest carriage surrounded by white flowers.
The side door of the carriage slid open silently, the silk curtain was lifted, revealing a dark yellow soft couch inside.
A beautiful woman with phoenix eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and skin as white as jade lay languidly reclining on the soft couch.
The woman's lower face was covered by a silver veil, revealing only the area above her eyes.
But just a pair of eyebrows gives people a strong sense of oppression.
It resembled a lion or tiger that had just woken up.
"This humble Daoist priest, Heaven and Earth, greets the Princess." Zhang Rongfang bowed to the other party.
Since the other party was of royal blood, he naturally chose a more respectful bow instead of the usual cupped hands.
At this moment, he was dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe and wore Double Crescent Daoist Crown. Although he was strong and robust, his serene expression made him appear more peaceful and serene than ordinary people.
"Greetings, Daoist Master. Is this all the Daoist Master has brought with him on his journey?" The woman was Princess Yongxiang had accompanied her to Citong.
Her eyes fell on the small package behind Zhang Rongfang, somewhat surprised.
"Exactly. There are always mountains and rivers along the way. As long as we bring enough seasonings, we can be self-sufficient." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
He has an enormous appetite now, and it would be impossible for him to have enough food and drink on his own when he travels.
Therefore, he brought with him a large batch of Grain Avoidance Pill that he had refined himself.
The bag of Grain Avoidance Pill he carried on his back was enough to last him for more than a month, even if he ate them all.
If you run out of food, you can go out into the wild to find some more to eat.
As he said, he brought seasonings. In this day and age, are you afraid of not being able to catch wild game?
"The Daoist priest is in high spirits. In that case, we can set off." Princess Yongxiang nodded lightly.
She lazily propped herself up, stretched, and her voluptuous breasts swayed precariously, making it hard to look away.
Zhang Rongfang quickly lowered his head to avoid direct eye contact.
"Therefore, I will lead my men to follow behind."
Seeing the princess nod slightly, he led his men to turn around and leave the carriage, walking to the very back and quietly following at the end of the line.
There were three people with him on this trip.
The two guards had ordinary faces, wore sturdy leather armor, and carried Crossbow and heavy machetes.
A Scarface man with empty eyes remained silent, not uttering a single word.
"I don't want to ride in the carriage given by Master. Don't you understand?" Zhang Rongfang glanced at the three of them and asked casually.
"The Daozi's intention must have a deeper meaning, and we dare not speak rashly," Scarface said in a deep voice.
"What's your name?" Zhang Rongfang asked, looking at the man.
"My surname is Chen, and my given name is Han. Han means vast and boundless," the Scarface replied quickly.
"Brother Chen, I'm entrusting my safety to you from now on," Zhang Rongfang said earnestly.
"It is the proper thing to do." Chen Han bowed his head in greeting.
For some reason, he felt that the Daozi in front of him seemed to be a bit bigger than when he left.
But then he thought about it again and realized that this was impossible, so he got on the carriage and got off when they were close to Chongde Gate in Great Capital.
The whole process took less than half an hour.
How could a person change so significantly in such a short period of time?
Putting that thought aside, Chen Han cleared his mind and became alert to any movement around him.
The two teams quickly set off.
The procession of Princess Yongxiang stretched for twenty or thirty meters ahead, with three oxcarts moving steadily forward, accompanied by more than ten servants and maids.
Behind Zhang Rongfang's group, only four people continued on foot.
However, all four were highly skilled in martial arts and did not care about this kind of exertion.
Without stopping, the group left the vicinity of Great Capital city, stopped in Yangshuo for a final resupply, and then headed away into the distance without lingering.
***"They've gone out. When exactly do we make our move?"
On the right side of the Official Road, in a dense forest on a hillside.
Several people climbed up a tall tree and looked into the distance at Princess Yongxiang's Caravan.
These people were completely covered in dark green bodysuits, with everything except their nostrils and eyes concealed.
It's impossible to tell which faction they belong to based on their attire and appearance.
"No rush, let's wait a bit longer. This place is too close to the Great Capital, and Snow Rainbow Pavilion may send out experts to provide support at any time."
Three days after leaving Yangshuo, they will inevitably pass through Yongxi Town. There, we'll distract the three guards, giving our inside man a chance to strike secretly.
"Clear."
"Senior brother, isn't this too obvious? Will the Great Dao Sect fall for it?" another person asked hesitantly.
"This is an open conspiracy," the leader of the group laughed. "Whether it's true or not, the True One Sect killed the Great Dao Sect Daozi the Dadao Sect. Such a major event requires the True One Sect to give the Great Dao Sect an explanation."
Even if someone suspects something is amiss, so what? The murderer was indeed a member of the True One Sect. And the murdered person was indeed Daozi the Great Dao Sect.
"Whether they like it or not, once this is done, the outcome is already predetermined."
The others immediately understood.
Indeed, this scheme seemed simple, but it actually involved their valuable inside agent, who had been buried within the True One Sect for many years.
Given that inside man's status, as long as he takes action, whether he kills or is killed, the conflict between the two Daoist Sect sects will be ignited.
"Let's go, let's wait up ahead."
The leader gave the order in a deep voice.
The others responded in unison.
Before long, the wind blew by, and the people who had been there were gone.
***Inside the thickly soundproofed carriage.
Yong Xiang gently shook a cylindrical jar in her hand, and soft clinking sounds came from inside the jar from time to time.
"That person is one of the candidates that my Imperial Uncle arranged for me?"
She narrowed her eyes slightly, gazing at the passing countryside scenery outside the glass window.
Some things just don't feel interesting.
"Indeed, what does the princess think?" Inside the carriage, another strong woman wearing a black demon mask asked in a deep voice.
Her name is Hong Yi, and she has been Yong Xiang's personal bodyguard since childhood.
"His physique and temperament are alright, but his skills and appearance are somewhat inferior to the others."
Yong Xiang answered without a care.
Hong Yi.
Indeed, Princess Yongxiang is exceptionally talented and powerful. She has already reached the third level of the Super Grade Three Voids at the age of thirty-four.
He also practices the Great Ling, a secret royal secret of the Ling Ting Great Completion Martial Classic.
Moreover, being born into a family of noble birth and nurtured with countless Treasure Medicine, its future is destined to be incredibly brilliant.
Given these conditions, it can be said that this is one of the three most dazzling Mingzhu of the Imperial Clan today.
It's not impossible for him to become a Grandmaster in the future.
If it weren't for the rule that Imperial Clan cannot Worship God, the princess would surely have achieved the position of supreme ruler of her faction in the future.
Of course, these are secondary. With Royal Bloodline, the decision to kill or be Spirit Guard the Spirit Vein is made with a single word. Over the years, he has accumulated countless Spiritization experts among his subordinates.
Therefore, for Royal Bloodline, martial arts skills are secondary. What matters most are their character, appearance, talent, and moral integrity.
Of course, the most important thing is that the person you meet has to be someone you can look at.
"Alright, since it's my Imperial Uncle's wish, let's give him a chance. We'll put him through a little testing along the way," Yong Xiang said lazily.
"If he passes the test, I will give him a chance to stay by my side. If he fails, he shall return to where he came from."
She didn't care about that Zhang Ying.
Although the Imperial Clan the Ling Ting is not allowed to Spiritization themselves, they can control the Spirit Guard and death of many Spirit Vein with a single order.
In addition, there are four of the strongest Spirit General guarding the four corners of the empire.
Therefore, it doesn't really matter which one she ultimately chooses.
"To be honest, this Daoist Daozi of the Great Dao Sect was not qualified compared to the others."
But this time, the His Majesty suddenly appointed him to accompany the emperor on this trip. This person must have extraordinary abilities. Princess, perhaps you should observe him carefully."Hong Yi earnestly advised.
"That's true." Yong Xiang nodded.
However, compared to the other geniuses and powerhouses...
Compared to the True One Sect Daozi, the Yan Shun Wang, and the legitimate son of the Grand Commander of the Offering Spirit Army, their strength and aptitude were exceptional.
This Zhang Ying is nothing special, and his appearance is also quite ordinary.
A Daoist priest of thirty-odd years old with martial arts Ninth Grade and Civilian Skill at the Golden Core is indeed a top genius compared to ordinary people.
But compared to the others, he was quite ordinary. The others were all among the most outstanding geniuses.
I really don't know why my Imperial Uncle allowed this person to accompany me all the way.
Yong Xiang picked up a piece of chilled honeydew melon, gently put it in her mouth and took a bite, then lay back down on the soft couch.
This is at the end of the convoy.
Zhang Rongfang and the other three followed quickly.
All four were highly skilled in martial arts, and although they were constantly on the move, they rarely got covered in dust.
As they traveled, the princess's oxcart surprisingly moved quite fast.
The white ox is exceptionally strong, runs fast and steadily, and has great endurance.
They set off in the afternoon, and by nightfall, the group had completely left the Central Secretariat Province, where Great Capital was located, and entered an unfamiliar region called Kai Province.
Zhang Rongfang took out the prepared map and examined it carefully.
The route from Great Capital to Citong involves passing through sixteen different towns, according to the map.
It involves traversing three large provinces.
"The towns we will pass through next are Yanbei, Chongshan, Yongxi, and Nanyang. We will need to cross the river by boat in Yongxi. There are often wild beasts and bandits in Nanyang, so we need to be careful."
It was getting late, and there were no Land Post nearby.
The guards in the caravan then stopped and found a clearing on the left side of the Official Road that had been leveled by previous people, where they began to set up camp and make a fire.
Zhang Rongfang, along with three others, was also invited to sit and rest by the fire with Princess Yongxiang.
The guards moved very quickly, even chopping down some trees to quickly build a small wooden hut. They drew a curtain, and it became a simple, natural resting room.
After sharing some Mare Milk Wine, Zhang Rongfang, no longer so delicate, left the campfire, found a clean, large rock, moved it aside, and started a small campfire for the four of them.
After resting and eating his fill, he began to meditate and cultivate himself.
The other three got up and took charge of guarding the surrounding area.