Meditation

In the blink of an eye, an entire month had passed since Ning Qi arrived at this River Yin City.

In this past month, he had basically stayed in the Zi Clan. Through the information he had gathered from the few servant girls by his side and his own judgement on this place, an extremely terrifying thought gradually surfaced in Ning Qi's mind.

The illusions that he thought were not illusions, because his physical body was indeed in the eyes of the crowd. He was a direct descendant of a family that lived in the countryside and lived in the Ning Residence.

To verify this, Ning Qi once went to the city gate to take a look. There was an official road outside, and there was an endless forest of old mountains.

Thus, the things he said at the wedding day would naturally become nonsense in the eyes of Zi Yun and the maidservants. It wasn't their fault that they thought that he had lost his head because of falling off a mountain.

"If this is an illusion, then the technique I used to create this illusion is indeed much, much stronger than mine.

Even after spending an entire month, I was still unable to find the slightest flaw in it.

Everyone had flesh and blood. If they were in pain, they would cry, and if they were happy, they would laugh. "Even this body of mine seems so real …"

"Sigh …"

Ning Qi sighed softly.

No matter where he was, he wouldn't be able to leave this place in a short period of time. Perhaps the Silver Dragon had already experienced this before, which was why it told him not to step into the city?

Then, would the price of stepping into the city be to be locked up here forever?

"It won't be for eternity. With this mortal's body, I'll probably die of old age if I live another forty to fifty years. At that time, will I wake up or really die?"

Outside the pavilion, a few servant girls saw Ning Qi and sighed, a strange expression appearing on their faces.

"Sister Xiao Lan, for the past month, Young Master has been sitting here quietly all day. From time to time, he would even sigh. Is he looking down on Miss?"

A maidservant said in a low voice.

Xiao Lan glanced at Ning Qi, and then spoke coldly: "What Jiang Tian said earlier was not wrong, the Ning family is a broken family, they did not have the qualifications to despise Miss, he might have broken his brain, but it's fine, as long as he lives for another half a year, Miss can go back to the capital and take back what Miss deserves."

"Miss is too pitiful. The old master's wife and her relatives actually died in one night, and the main house used this as an excuse to not allow Miss to set foot in there. I hope that Young Master can live through this half a year."

The maidservant said in a low voice.

Xiao Lan frowned as she glared at her. "Who asked you to have Miss Shi behind your back?"

"Big sister Xiao Lan, I was wrong."

The servant girl stuck out her tongue.

Xiao Lan laughed, her gaze once again landing on Ning Qi, only to find that Ning Qi had coiled up his legs, the back of his hands resting on his knees, looking like he was cultivating in the dao.

"What is Young Master doing?"

"I don't know."

Xiao Lan frowned slightly.

After that, Ning Qi sat from dawn to dusk, not moving at all within the pavilion. There were many maids and servants who came to watch after hearing the news, and during this period, even Zi Yun had come over.

"Young Master, you haven't eaten for a day."

Xiao Lan left, leaving behind only the other servant girl. She was assigned by Zi Yun to serve Ning Qi, her name was Ru Yun.

Ruyun stood in the pavilion, carefully looking at Ning Qi. There was a trace of doubt and admiration in her eyes.

How could a normal person maintain a motionless posture for an entire day?

"Sigh, useless."

Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

He had been trying to cultivate the Prison Dragon Elephant Holy Art for the entire day, but it was completely useless. He had asked around before, there were martial arts experts here, but their cultivations should be very ordinary.

"Cultivation techniques cannot be cultivated, and there is no response from the system. Could it be that my soul was truly struck into a body that looks exactly like mine?" Did I get hurt unknowingly the moment I saw the huge city? "

As Ning Qi thought this, he tried to get up, but he discovered that his entire body had become numb, to the point where he couldn't feel anything. This kind of feeling had never happened ever since he came to the Qin and Tang Empire to become the thirteenth son of the The House of the Champion!

"Wait for the time it takes to boil a kettle of tea."

Ning Qi smiled at Ru Yun.

Ruyun nodded in agreement, then stood to one side.

After waiting for the time it took to boil a kettle of tea, with the blood energy around his body unobstructed, Ning Qi finally managed to slowly stand up.

"He's really become a mortal."

The corner of Ning Qi's mouth raised slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Qi once again repeated the actions he did yesterday.

For the next half month, almost everyone knew that they wanted to see their young master. They could go straight to the pavilion and see their young master meditating.

Within the main hall of the Zifu.

"Is Young Master still meditating?"

Zi Yun said indifferently.

Xiao Lan nodded slightly. Then, a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes. "Miss, could it be that Young Master is practicing some kind of martial art?"

"You have to train your body since you were young. There are a lot of people who practice martial arts in our Jiangyin City, and all of them are like that. The Ning Family's ancestors are a great family, how could they possibly practice martial arts?" "Only Confucianism can rule over all countries, and martial arts are just little Doyle."

Zi Yun slowly shook his head.

"Since Young Master is not practicing martial arts, it is possible that he is cultivating."

Xiao Lan said as if she was deep in thought.

"There's no need to pay attention to him. As long as he doesn't do anything out of line, then there's no need to care about him. Are all the shopkeepers that I met today here?"

Zi Yun said indifferently.

"He's here, but..."

Xiao Lan's expression changed slightly.

"When did you learn to be suspenseful? Just say it directly. "

Zi Yun glared at her.

"There are a total of eighteen big shopkeepers, but only thirteen came. There are also five people who came to inform them that they are unwell and are unable to come over. I hope you will forgive them, Miss."

Xiao Lan's expression was somewhat ugly as she said.

What body? That was just an excuse! It was nothing more than seeing that something wasn't right within the Violet Palace, and wanted to use this to go against Zi Yun's domination to establish his own sect!

"Record the names of the five shopkeepers. Call the other shopkeepers over. "

Zi Yun said indifferently.

"Yes, miss."

Xiao Lan nodded slightly before turning around and leaving. Not long later, a group of people entered in a line and greeted Zi Yun.

However, their expressions were quite strange. A few people looked at Zi Yun with even more courage. Xiao Lan, upon seeing this, wanted to reprimand him, but Zi Yun waved his hand to stop her.

"All the shopkeepers that have travelled thousands of miles to reach this place, this little girl is deeply comforted."

Zi Yun chuckled and waved his hand. "Everyone, please sit."

Everyone took their seats, and very soon, a young man who looked to be no more than thirty years old spoke, "Young miss, may I ask what business you have summoned us here today? The business we have on hand is very busy. If we go out for too long, I'm afraid it will affect our business. "