Zhongbo felt that time was passing very fast on him, tossing and turning.

In fact, it is still very short in reality, and there is no time for a pillar of incense from Wang Chuan.

This power of time shifting is incredible, like a dream, a dream is a lifetime.

However, the changes in his body are also very obvious, the yellow and old teeth began to fall out and grow new teeth, and the hair began to become black, in addition to some withered and thin skin on the body became smooth and delicate, completely without the characteristics of old people, and it was constantly getting younger.

Even the breathed lung qi carries a kind of youthful vigor of youth.

In the end, Wang Chuan's palm slapped on the top of the other party's head.

It was as if there was some indescribable power that instantly penetrated the whole body and penetrated the soul.

Stimulated by this, Zhong Bomeng woke up, and spit out a mouthful of fishy dirty blood clots, which were some old blood accumulated in his body, and he was immediately refreshed, just like a young man, his whole body was as happy and light as a young man.

Physically, he has the same functions as a thirty-year-old man.

The same goes for bones, internal organs, muscles, meridians.

Zhongbo watched his own changes, ecstatic and full of worry.

"Your Highness, this kind of supernatural power is simply a work of creation! If it spreads, it will definitely shock the world! Everyone in the world who seeks immortality will rush to it, and they will go crazy!"

This is already a miracle.

Let Zhongbo have to believe more and more that this is really a saint's enlightenment.

Yes, if there is an immortality technique in the world, everyone in the world will go crazy!

"It doesn't matter. Wang Chuan shook his head, not caring. "You are in good health on weekdays and have not had major diseases, you have practiced fists and feet and are also diligent in pranayama and health, although you are old and your life is not declining, the origin of the body is still very prosperous, I just help regulate metabolism and delay aging. ”

"Ordinary people don't practice martial arts, they are not good at cultivating qi, and when they get old, they actually dry up, and there is nothing I can do. Otherwise, it would really be a change of life. I'm just rubbing the edges now. An old mobile phone, replacing the battery may be much smoother, and it is also like a laptop upgrade. But if the hardware is all replaced, it won't be the same as before!"

"The art of immortality, this greed, surpasses any power and money. It's just that some people don't know anything about power! Just by comprehending the mystery of the cycle of life, I have seen a lot of power to reach this realm. What does it have to do with me if the puppet is convicted, who is the opponent of the heroes of the world, and who can get anything from me?"

Wang Chuan saw everything thoroughly, and he didn't care so much.

Not even the slightest disdain.

In the eyes of Uncle Zhong, there is still a bit of the charm of the high place.

Your Highness, he is already so powerful, so lonely.

He had never seen the gods in the sky, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that if there really was, it should be like this.

"Let's go, we should go. ”

"Go west. ”

"All the way west!"

After Wang Chuan finished speaking, he had already moved, his figure flickered and left, and he said what he said.

Zhongbo hurriedly followed, and suddenly felt that he was as light as a swallow.

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"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, knotted my hair and received immortality - this is to say that there are not only extraordinary forces such as the Divine Pattern Academy in the world, when the human race was prosperous in ancient times, the divine level and the holy order were vertical and horizontal, and there were places such as Bai Yujing, which were also recorded in the wild history, although gradually it faded out of the public's sight, and it was not as well-known as the Divine Pattern Academy. ”

"And His Royal Highness Wang Chuan, the prince of the Jin Dynasty, must be the reincarnation of the saint, so he was favored by the sages, was ignited by it, and became holy, and it is said that he has broken the void and gone......"

"Everyone knows what happened that day, His Royal Highness Wang Chuan is dying...... Of course, there are also those who say that he is dead at all! The Lord of Wei felt that it was not easy for him to die in the Wei State, so he quietly sent him back to the Jin State, so as not to become an excuse for the Jin State to send troops. The guards were about to reach the border, and they were about to leave the Wei State. This is exactly this time, the Jin Lord with 30,000 personal guards is also about to arrive at the border, so many people were present that day, I have a distant relative who happened to be a pawn under the Jin Lord's personal guards, so it happened to be one of the witnesses present, after a long time, after many days, he was in a complicated mood every time he thought about it, and the events of that day were as if they were yesterday. That day, His Royal Highness Wang Chuan was being sent back, and suddenly there was fog on the road, and it was very big and very foggy......"

"We all knew that it couldn't have been foggy that night, it was raining lightly, the climate was cold, and there shouldn't have been fog. Indeed, there are no other places nearby, and there is only the car of His Royal Highness Wang Chuan. Later, everyone learned that there was an immortal who rode the wind and controlled the qi, and he soared through the clouds and fog. I happened to pass by and saw His Royal Highness Wang Chuan, who was critically ill. This is really amazing, and I recognized it at a glance that this was the reincarnation of a saint. So he came to the rescue, this is no longer a magical power that the mortal world can have, this is the ability to bring the dead back to life, who in the world can do it? Or is it that His Royal Highness Wang Chuan already has the art of immortality, and was ignited by passing immortals, so he realized that he remembered all kinds of previous lives, and he heard the Tao, and he could be sanctified, and he became holy on the spot. Do you still remember the poem I said, it was written by the immortals when they saw Wang Chuan, and it was also said that it was written by His Royal Highness Wang Chuan himself, and he had already remembered all the things in his previous life. White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortal...... It is said that His Royal Highness Wang Chuan was born, the Heavenly Palace, the twelfth floor of the five cities of Bai Yujing, and was caressed by immortals since he was a child, and was granted the art of immortality......!

The storyteller was talking freely in the teahouse, drinking bowl after bowl of tea.

And it's a little unfinished, and I always feel quite hard.

Since Wang Chuan rode the wind and left, there has been no news of him in Wei and Jin.

And among all the theories, somehow, these claims are the most widespread.

The prince of Jin was originally the reincarnation of an immortal, but when he met an immortal passing by, he was ignited and walked away.

Moreover, not only the people from the two countries who were present that day, but also the people in the vicinity found out one after another.

That night, a miracle struck.

Later, a large sea of flowers bloomed in that place, and the fragrance was ten miles away.

So the more it spreads, the more miraculous it becomes.

"Lao Zhang, this is not right, how did I hear that the prince of Jin didn't eat minced meat, and his qualifications were mediocre and his talent was not high?"

"This is not right, His Royal Highness Wang Chuan is the reincarnation of a saint, how can ordinary people find out his qualifications, and how can a natural saint be judged by his qualifications? As for the matter of eating meat, it is that he pretends to be stupid and stunned, so as not to make a big fuss. The storyteller retorted. "And His Royal Highness Wang Chuan is so amazing and gorgeous, composing poetry with divine help, that is the literary song and the stars, who in the world can compare?"

"Besides, there's something you don't know yet. The storyteller suddenly became mysterious, and said in an atmospheric tone. "Then His Highness Wang Chuan has a loyal old servant by his side, you know. ”

"Yes. Someone immediately replied cooperatively.

That's right, because this servant has served His Royal Highness Wang Chuan for many years, and because of this, he has been stained with light, and he has been rejuvenated by the immortals. The storyteller continued. Many saw it that day, and the two of them rode away in the wind, and the servant's face and body were no different from those of a young man. ”

"You have to understand that this is no longer the supernatural power of the mortal world, how can a mortal cultivator do it?"

"If you have time to go to Wei to see, you will know that the flowers in that place bloom for ten miles, and some people have seen the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist all year round and emit colorful spiritual light from time to time. Shocked by miracles, the surrounding people came to worship one after another, in order to express their heart's desires. And many of the things you ask for have come true, and for a time, the reputation of the place has spread far and wide, and there is an endless stream of people who come to worship!"

After the storyteller left, he disguised himself and went to an inn not far away, only to see the "Ziguang Building" written on the signboard, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

When I arrived at the agreed place, there was already a capable and rigorous middle-aged man waiting for him and gave a red envelope.

After that, the middle-aged man went up to the best box here.

It's already a meal, but this inn is a little unusual.

Yang Hao was sitting inside, wearing only a cloth coat, a very meticulous person, and the meal was almost over. He has a habit of putting a spoonful of soup into a bowl after eating, and the rice grains that are attached to it are all mixed clean.

Doing things has always been like this, with a beginning and an end of rigor.

"Ziguanglou is not inferior to oil. Yang Hao put down his job and said the first sentence. "But what can it be, others say that he has him, and the people will only believe what is good for them, which is too alarming. With false rumors, the three of them became tigers. ”

"I'm afraid this inn can't be opened, I understood a long time ago that no matter in the mall or in life, there is a chance that you might as well yin others, and at the same time prevent being slandered by others. I don't care about the others, everything is fine if I'm fine. ”

The middle-aged steward nodded.

The owner's family has developed in just over ten years, and it is already a first-class businessman in the world.

It's something special.

Both in terms of knowledge and means.

"The real dragon has been in the air for nine days, he has not returned to China, the pattern is not ordinary, the time has not come. Yang Hao sighed. "It's the same this time, it's not about whether it's true or not, it's about which topic is more appealing. True and false, true and false, true and false, seven points true and three points false already make people feel justified. Then, be loud enough and win!"

"Go on, go to the township market and go to the market, continue to tell stories, let everyone in the world know what this thing is......"

“......”

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Wang Chuan was sipping tea on the second floor, wandering out of the world.

Zhong Bo stood aside, and could hear the scene in full swing below and the storyteller's subdued voice.

The protagonist is close at hand.

From beginning to end, Wang Chuan's expression did not fluctuate, as if he was listening quietly, and he seemed to be indifferent and distracted.

Looking out of the window and looking at the sky, his expression was flat, but he seemed to be savoring something.

The autumn wind has not moved the perception of the cicada!

The realm of incomparably profoundness.

The turquoise tea entered his throat, and he drank slowly cup after cup.

Finally, it was empty, and the scene downstairs was dispersed.

Zhongbo fell down, but did not pour out.

"Young master, why don't I order another pot?"

Since coming to Yuguo, I have hidden my identity and walked at night in brocade clothes.

Naturally, the title is not as high-profile as it used to be.

Although I don't know what Wang Chuan's purpose is, let him do whatever he wants, just follow it honestly.

Wang Chuan shook his head, drinking tea was just for show. "Uncle Zhong, although you don't ask, you will still be very curious, why don't I go back?"

"But why am I going back to Wangchuan? Do you want brothers and brothers to be filial to their fathers and sons, hehe...... It's the most ruthless emperor's family, don't you understand. ”

"I'm going back, it's not the right time!"

Zhongbo nodded hurriedly.

"That Yang Hao is very good, but the more this is the case, the more sensitive I become. Wang Chuan said. "This man is very good at business, and there is a word called people-oriented. I once heard that once the workshop was burned, and the workers were not worried about their overtime and energy and not being able to go home on time, nor were they worried about whether they were paid. They are all worried about how long the workshop has been lost and what they can help to remedy it. The family is like this, and so is the country......"

Such a leader is worthy of admiration and deserves to be followed. ”

"For example, when you are invaded at the border, you flee, only thinking about how much you have lost, and you hate the enemy, and nothing else...... This is also human nature. After all, there are very few words that can raise the level of worrying about the country and the people......"

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