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A few days later, An Luxiang, Ye Xin, and the others said their goodbyes and left, the seven friends buried Fang Kun's corpse well and left. After many days of recuperation, Shao Xueshen's excellent medical skills were also gradually recovering.

After a few days, the An clan's health gradually recovered, and they were able to walk freely on the ground. Zhu Di Di invited everyone to the Residence of Prince of North Pingping. The crowd arrived at the mansion and saw that it wasn't extravagant — there were only a few servants outside the palace, but there was a faint sense of austere killing intent in the air.

The An clan laughed. "Your Highness' life is so simple and elegant …"

Zhu Di smiled. "Imperial Father has given this important area to your lordship to manage, so your lordship should value the safety of the country. Your lordship should set an example as well. The longer I enjoy it, the lighter it becomes!"

You Zhongxiang said, "I can tell that Your Highness is treating the palace like a military camp!"

Zhu Di smiled. "Divine doctor must be joking. In the end, the prince's mansion is still different from an army camp!"

Yu Zhongxiang said, "The prince's residence is already in such a state. I can't imagine what the military camp looks like …"

Zhu Di smiled. "Godly Doctor, what do you mean?"

You Zhongxiang said, "Although this hall is not large, I can roughly count the number of guards here! There are at least a hundred!"

He clapped his hands together and said, "Hurry up and come out to meet the Godly Doctor!" Before he finished his sentence, over a hundred people appeared from all around the palace. They were all dressed in black and covered their faces with a black veil.

All of them kneeled down and shouted: "Greetings, King Yan! Greetings, Godly Doctor! "

The An clan looked at the crowd and laughed. "Everyone says that the Yan soldiers are invincible, and that they have made the remnants of the Bai empire tremble in fear. Seeing them today, their reputation is well-deserved!"

When the guards heard this, they shouted in unison, "Thank you, Sir, for your praise!"

King Yan, Zhu Di Di, smiled. "You may return to your seats!"

They left just as they had when they came out. After a few seconds, he sighed and said, "With such a strong army guarding the country, the country is in for a ride of misfortune. The world is in for a ride of misfortune."

King Yan, Zhu Di Di, smiled. "Divine Doctor, you're too kind!"

The famous people had arranged a place for everyone to rest and entertained everyone with the same rules as before. The crowd went to their own tours in the afternoon, and King Yan said to An Jiaxiu, "Benefactor, there's a Temple of Celebration not far from my mansion. I've known this esteemed monk for a long time, and he's quite knowledgeable about fortune telling. Why don't you meet him and let him count your blessings?"

The An family smiled. "That's fine. Although I don't really believe in this kind of thing, since I'm the esteemed monk, I should go meet one. I hope that Your Highness can lead the way …"

King Yan smiled in response to their conversation as they arrived at the Temple of Qing Shou. The temple and the Residence of Yan were separated by a single wall, and when the King of Yan arrived at the temple's entrance, Little Sand was not surprised by his arrival. He clasped his hands and said, "Master is resting at the back of the temple.

King Yan replied with an "En!". The An clan expert replied, "My lord, since we are here to pay respects to the grand master, it would be better not to disturb his rest!"

King Yan smiled and said, "Benefactor has thought it through. Then, I will accompany benefactor on a tour around this temple. I'll pay a visit to Grandmaster Daoyan after he recovers."

An Jiajia said, "Alright!"

They slowly entered the Temple of Qing Shou, where there was nothing to do with the Buddha in addition to the golden body in the main hall. In its place was a large volume of martial arts books, a model of war, and behind the statue of the Buddha a huge table with a map on it. The map extended from the east to the Bohai Sea, from the end of the West River to the north, covering the entire Mongolian grassland, and from there to the south, all the way to the capital.

By the side of the map, there were over a hundred notes neatly arranged. These notes also had numbers written on them. If one looked at the numbers and found them, they could see the internal affairs of a city or a pass for ten years, including the population, finances, food, military strength, and other records in great detail.

An Jieyu looked at the map and saw that not far from Beiping City, there was a large number of Mongolian troops, mostly cavalry, surrounding Beiping City on three sides. Although the military strength of Beiping City was similar to that of the city, most of them were infantry.

Just as he finished his sentence, he heard someone say, "What you said is right. The plains around Beiping are mostly flat land, and our army's chances of winning against each other are very low."

The more the An clan members turned their heads around, the more they saw an old white-browed monk standing behind them. This old monk was around sixty years old with triangular eyes and a yellow, sickly face.

Daoyan saluted him and said, "Thank you for your concern, my body is still alright."

After that, he said, "Please have some tea in the inner hall." Although the two of them responded, Zhu Di said, "Thank you for Master's advice a few days ago. If it wasn't for Master's help, I'm afraid it'd be difficult for me to come back and see you again."

Daoyan laughed, "My King, you must be joking. It's the will of the heavens. This old monk has only done you a favor by doing you a favor."

The An clan laughed. "What do you mean, prince?"

Zhu Di said, "Benefactor might not know that a month ago was the birthday of Imperial Father. Before I went to the capital with my birthday present to congratulate Imperial Father on his departure, Master told me that this trip was destined to be a calamity, and that if I were to open the brocade sack at a difficult moment, I would be able to resolve it. In the end, I was chased by Li Jinglong outside Beiping City, and in the extremely dangerous situation, I only wrote the three words' Seven Steps Pavilion 'in the brocade sack.

An Jiayi continued, "So that's how it is. Master's calculations are indeed incredible!"

Daoyan said, "Your majesty's life should not have ended like this. That's why this old monk figured out that the Seven Steps Pavilion is where your majesty lives. I didn't expect that not only did your majesty return safely, but that you would also bring back a tiger general."

An Jiajia said, "Master, you must be joking. If you are so wise, may I ask if you can help me do some calculations?"

Dao Yan said, "This old monk looks very handsome, but his eyebrows are far too close to each other yet long and thin. His air is filled with a proud and aloof aura of murder. He will definitely be an outstanding warrior in the future!"

The An family smiled more and more. "How could I, the Cloud Slow Crane, be an outstanding official? I'm afraid the divination that Master has made will be a failure!"

Daoyan said, "This old monk was only honest with you. As for whether it's accurate or not, this old monk truly doesn't know."

An Jiajia smiled. "Great Master, if I want to calculate something for someone else, would that be possible?"

Dao Yan asked, "Who do you want, Sir?"

An Jiajia replied, "My third brother!"

Dao Yan said, "Please give this person to me, Sir."

The An clan was getting more and more excited, "Mister, what do you want to ask?"

When the An clan saw him frown, they knew there must be a reason behind it. Then they said, "I want to know the reason why the master is so nervous."

Daoyan said, "This person's lifespan isn't too long. A few days ago, he caused great harm to his merits, so I'm afraid he won't live for more than three years."