Three days later.

In the kitchen, Huang Rong hummed a brisk song, and while uncovering a small pot, there was an attractive fragrance that lingered.

Huang Rong let out a light "um", and a smile appeared on her pretty face, as if she was extremely satisfied.

Putting the small pot down and just steaming over low heat, Huang Rong continued to prepare the next dish.

"Rong'er, it's so fragrant, what kind of dish are you cooking?" Guo Jing was on the side, took a big breath of aroma, and felt the appetite in his stomach surge.

There is no doubt about the effectiveness of the Life Creation Pill, and after Wang Dong used a secret technique to urge Guo Jing's blood and qi to heal itself, his injuries have already healed by seventy or eighty percent.

Huang Rong grinned, and shot the fairy: "If Brother Jing likes it, I'll make it for you next time, but this time it won't work." ”

Guo Jing smiled innocently, scratched the back of his head, and nodded: "Brother Wang spent such a precious pill to save me, and only taught Rong'er you to cook some dishes, we have already taken a big advantage." ”

Huang Rong snorted lightly, pretending to be displeased: "What? That elixir is precious, is it true that the dishes made by my Huang Rong are ordinary? ”

Guo Jing hurriedly waved his hand: "Rong'er, I didn't mean that, no one can compare to your cooking skills, it's just ...... It's just that....... ”

Seeing that he was unspeakable and looked like he was struggling to explain, Huang Rong sneered: "Okay, Brother Jing, I'm joking with you." ”

"Rong'er, I thought you were angry!" Guo Jing smiled innocently, and then seemed to remember something important, and said with a straight expression: "Rong'er, Master, his old man is still in the palace, and I am afraid that he will be in danger alone." ”

Huang Rong nodded.

Hong Qigong was plotted by Ouyang Feng. Lost power. I still can't give up that little bit of appetite. Only then was Guo Jing and Huang Rong sent into the imperial dining room, although the guards in the imperial dining room are not strict, it is difficult to ensure that it is foolproof, and it is indeed not suitable for a long stay.

Guo Jing said: "Rong'er, my injuries are almost healed, and when it is night, I will sneak into the palace." Take Master out. ”

Huang Rong sighed slightly: "After Yan Honglie was assassinated, there are soldiers everywhere in the entire Lin'an City, and the palace guards are bound to be stricter, Brother Jing, you are injured, how can you break into the iron wall?" ”

Guo Jing also knew that Huang Rong was right, and his face was embarrassed: "It would be nice if Brother Zhou was here, with Brother Zhou's martial arts, it would be easy to pick up the master." ”

Huang Rong glanced at him: "The old naughty boy's martial arts are extremely high, but he is too playful, with his temper." Once you enter the palace, you are afraid that you will forget all about business. The whole palace will be in trouble, if he is asked to pick up the seventh prince, I will not be at ease ....... ”

"This-! What can I do? Guo Jing was speechless for a moment.

Huang Rong's eyes turned, and she pointed to the depths of the courtyard, and a meaningful smile appeared on her white face as white as snow: "Brother Jing, why did you forget, we have a great master here, if you can ask him to come out, nothing can be solved." ”

Guo Jing patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "Yes, why did I forget Brother Wang, Rong'er, you are still smart." ”

Huang Rong said softly: "Don't be happy too early, this one is not very easy to please." ”

Guo Jing said with a smile: "Rong'er, you are too worried, Brother Wang is anxious for justice and righteousness, he is a real hero, we just need to explain the matter, and he will definitely help." ”

Huang Rong didn't refute when she heard this, but Wang Dong's shadow flashed in her heart, and she secretly thought: "If he can be regarded as a hero who is anxious for justice and righteousness, then he has seen a ghost." ”

Tuk Tuk !!

The sound of a knock on the knocker sounded, and a voice rang out in the room: "Come in!" ”

Ouyang Feng lowered his body slightly and bowed inside.

Wang Dong is sitting cross-legged, his eyes are half-open and half-closed, and there seems to be an arc of electricity blooming faintly, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable taste.

Ouyang Feng stepped into the room, suddenly felt that his eyes were dim, the light faded, he couldn't help but be stunned, at this time the outside was still blue and white, but the inside of the room seemed extremely dim, as if he had stepped into the netherworld, Rao was still feeling an indescribable sense of depression with his cultivation.

It seems that there is an unfathomable hand of fate in the darkness, which will reach out at any time and gently take his life away.

He stared at it, and immediately found that Wang Dong, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was like a light-absorbing body, continuously absorbing all the light from the sky shining into the room, and then dissolving into his body.

Ouyang Feng knew in his heart that Wang Dong was cultivating an unfathomable divine skill, but in terms of his exposed vision, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a magic skill.

He only glanced at it, and immediately looked away, the reason why he didn't dare to look more was because he was in awe of Wang Dong's unpredictable Xuangong, but the main reason was that this 'magic skill' was too terrifying.

Ouyang Feng just glanced at it, and felt that Wang Dong had revealed an evil mysterious power all over his body, turning into a terrifying vision full of endless Shura, evil ghosts, Yaksha and other terrifying visions, and he wanted to directly ingest his mind into it, fall into infernal life, and never be reborn!

He was limited to his vision, but he didn't know that the method practiced by Wang Dong was the second type of the Great Day Rulai Sutra "Jizo Seal", which integrates the essence of Buddhism and Taoism, and once cultivated to the Mahayana, even this style alone can directly point to the way of heaven and man, which can be called a rare magic method in martial arts.

Suddenly, Wang Dong opened his eyes, and the arc of electricity in his eyes was like a free light and fire, which instantly illuminated the entire room, making the dim room white in an instant, like a thunderbolt breaking through the air.

Swept by this thunderbolt-like gaze, Ouyang Feng felt a tingling sensation all over his body, from the outside to the inside, as if lightning was slowly flowing through his body.

He was cold all over his body, and he felt more and more that the other party was unfathomable, and he had actually advanced to the realm of the ancients in martial arts, and he couldn't help blurting out: "The virtual room generates electricity-!" ”

He had also studied the Taoist scriptures, and when he saw the signs of Wang Dong, he immediately had this speculation.

"Yes and no!" Wang Dong smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.

Since he opened the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows, the progress of martial arts is not slow, and the transformation of the soul is a thousand miles a day, and the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows contains the light of the sexual spirit, which is really like wisdom.

The more he digs deeper, the more he can stir up the spark of wisdom, and it can be said that he now has a burst of inspiration at every moment, and his spirituality is like a tide, surging endlessly.

And the emergence of these countless inspirations has led to his sublimation in martial arts, which can be said to be able to create a martial art in an instant, even if it is a master of the five absolute levels, as long as he grasps the essence of his own martial arts, he can also create a martial art that is most suitable for them in just three or five days, so that he can make a breakthrough in an instant.

Ouyang Feng sighed secretly, although he surrendered to Wang Dong's command, he didn't have a trace of backlash, but at this time, Fang knew that the gap between him and Wang Dong was so big, the distance between the world was not enough to describe, it was the distance between immortals and mortals!

Until this time, he finally completely let go of the idea of resisting, took out a wooden box and presented it, and said respectfully: "Childe, this is the old man's experience in poisoning, researching, and poisoning for half his life, and all of them are copied from it!" (To be continued.) )