Feng Qian also condensed a protective barrier.

Next, just pretend to grind for a while.

When Feng Qian thought about it, he retracted the barrier, got up and opened the door.

Emperor Jing also guarded the door.

Seeing Fengqian come out, he couldn't help but ask, "Could the pavilion master have a divination."

According to the system's prompt, Feng Qian said without changing his face: "One kilometer to the northwest."

Emperor Jing frowned and thought about it.

One kilometer to the northwest?

Isn't that the direction of the cold palace?

Feng Qian asked casually, "Your Majesty, can you send someone to lead me down the road?"

The pavilion master of the Jiuzhou Pavilion spoke, although the Emperor Jinguo still had some doubts, he still took people there.

After a stick of incense.

When Emperor Jing Guo led a group of people standing at the door of the house where Nan Qing lived.

His eyes couldn't help but get complicated.

Emperor Jing turned his head to look at Feng Qian, "Could the pavilion master be sure that the divination person is here?"

Feng Qian did not change his face and asked, "Is Your Majesty doubting my divination?"

Emperor Jing: "..."

He smiled and said: "The pavilion master is too worried, but the person living here is a former orphan."

The emperor said frankly.

Feng Qian stared at the door for a while, then said softly, "You can look at the children inside before making a decision."

Seeing Feng Qian's firm attitude, Emperor Jing ordered someone to knock on the door.

Nan Qing was in the room and had already heard the movement outside.

He sat quietly with his eyes down.

Indifferent look.

until there was a knock on the door.

The boy paused for a moment before slowly getting up and opening the door.

Nan Qing looked coldly and indifferently at the group of people outside the door, and there was no warmth in his cold eyes.

He stood there quietly and did not speak.

The worn-out clothes made the boy gloomy and embarrassed.

It has been ten years, and it is the first time that Emperor Jing has seen Nan Qing who has grown up.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Feng Qian suddenly broke the silence: "Just him. I will accept him as a disciple."

Nan Qing: "..."

The teenager frowned slightly, and glanced suspiciously at the girl who was talking.

He lowered his eyelashes suddenly, covering the dark light at the bottom of his eyes.

It's... her again.

Who is she……

Emperor Jing Guo didn't expect Feng Qian to decide to accept Nan Qing as his apprentice so quickly, he still asked tentatively, "Don't the pavilion master test this child's talent first?"

Feng Qian's eyes fell on the young man, and he said calmly, "No need. I think this child has a good foundation and will be a good seedling for cultivation."

The girl's words made Nan Qing stunned again.

The young man lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he remained silent.

Feng Qian said so, and Emperor Jing Guo had no choice but to say, "Then, the pavilion master, this child will be handed over to you."

Emperor Jing's words would be equivalent to lifting the ban.

Nan Qing also regained his freedom.

The face of the pavilion master of Jiuzhou Pavilion still has to be given.

Although his own child was not fortunate enough to become the direct disciple of the pavilion master of the Kyushu Pavilion, it was still worthwhile to exchange this child for the favor of the pavilion master of the Kyushu Pavilion.

As for this child.

Even the former orphans.

It's just alone, and it's impossible to set off a big storm.

In addition, the pavilion master of Jiuzhou Pavilion personally taught, it should not pose any threat to his country.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jing of the Kingdom readily agreed.

Nan Qing's brows could not help but wrinkle a little deeper.

Who is she?

Why would the emperor be so polite to her, and even allow him to be free.

He heard that the emperor called the girl the pavilion master.

Is it... a very powerful person?

The young man pursed his lips, and there was a little doubt in the bottom of his eyes.