For a while, even Qin Ze, the prince, was fascinated, and after a while, he barely came back to his senses.

"The founding of our dynasty for 8,000 years, the monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons, and the ethics of the general code have long been deeply rooted. I am just a prince of the Seventh Prince, I have no righteous name, and I have no power to serve as soldiers, where does I get the strength?"

Qin Ze looked into the distance and let out a long sigh.

It was the direction of the Imperial Palace, standing on a high ground.

It is boxy and surrounded by a 100-meter-wide moat.

The red walls and yellow tiles, thirty or forty meters high, were like insurmountable mountains, blocking his view.

"If you are an immortal cultivator, with the strength of one person, you can resist thousands of armies!"

At this time, Xu Feng said suddenly.

The words were amazing, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which blew up Qin Ze's brain.

Cultivating immortals?

What is the cultivation of immortals?

Which immortal is it that is being cultivated?

Could it be an immortal?

As a prince, Qin Ze was born in the royal family, and he was used to hearing legends about immortals since he was a child.

His ancestors, several emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty, had explored immortals, refined elixirs, and tried to live forever and be emperors forever.

But as a result, one died earlier than the other!

"Are you a fool to me? There are no immortals in this world, and no one can live forever! If you want to cheat me out of something, then you are looking for death!"

Qin Ze's tone was obviously a little more angry.

What a warlock, what a monk, he has already heard a lot and seen a lot.

It's all a lie!

Even a top-level martial arts powerhouse like the First Sword Saint would live to be one hundred and fifty years old if he died.

In all dynasties, who can live forever?

It's just those aging emperors, who rush to the hospital when they are sick, trying to seize the last glimmer of hope.

"Three days later, come to see me with a hundred catties of white jade and ten thousand taels of gold!"

Yi Chen didn't pay attention to his questioning, but just left a sentence and left quietly.

One hundred catties of white jade, ten thousand taels of gold?

In the Great Qin Dynasty, white jade was the best among jade. A pound of white jade is even worth more than ten pounds of gold.

If you open your mouth, you will need a hundred catties of white jade, and even add another 10,000 taels of gold, and it is so inexplicable that she suddenly opened her mouth to him.

Boom!

Qin Ze clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed the railing.

"You're really taking me for a fool. Mr. Ram, teach me a lesson......"

Suddenly!

Qin Ze stopped, stunned.

stared blankly at his feet, it was the position where Yi Chen was standing just now.

On the valuable sandalwood floor, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the iron hook and silver stroke, as if a word was written on the tip of the toe - immortal!

It's just one word, and it's hard to penetrate sandalwood.

And the moment Qin Ze saw it, the whole person was like falling into a fairyland, as if there was an immortal aura from outside the sky, pouring down from the top of his head.

That feeling, that state, that indescribable beauty.

Qin Ze seemed to have seen another world, a world that he couldn't imagine.

His vision, his thinking, his soul were completely changed.

It's like an ancient person who suddenly sees modern society.

Turned upside down!

The world in his heart is collapsing!

I don't know how much time has passed before Qin Ze slowly came to his senses.

But he found that the ram fool who was close to him, the legendary first sword saint, had a serious expression at this time, sitting in front of the word "immortal".

He was actually meditating and cultivating!

It seems that he has sensed the extreme of martial arts, and he is about to break through to a new realm, and the qi of his whole body is fluctuating violently, and the air around him is rolling and exploding.

"Could it be that I really met an immortal?"

Qin Ze faced the direction Yi Chen left, his eyes were in a trance, and he looked thoughtful.

......

Back at Shangguan Mansion, Yi Chen sat on the bed and let out a long breath.

The word "immortal" just now almost consumed the little true qi he had cultivated.

"It seems that the fifth level of the visceral realm will be a few days late. ”

Yi Chen smiled helplessly.

The word "immortal" is not an ordinary force through sandalwood, but a bit of rhyme into it.

It is only Yi Chen, the reincarnation of an Immortal Emperor, who can do so in the Bone Forging Realm.

Otherwise, even if he is a powerhouse in the secret realm of supernatural powers, he will never be able to write a little rhyme in the word "immortal".

Of course, even Yi Chen, because of the word "immortal" just now, his realm was delayed for several days before he could be promoted.

However, as long as the Seventh Prince Qin Ze can be suppressed, all the costs are worth it.

Now he has just been reincarnated and reborn, and he is just an ordinary mortal.

It can be said that the strength is weak, one poor and two white.

If he could gain Qin Ze's trust, with his financial resources as a prince, Yi Chen's cultivation speed would be increased tenfold and hundredfold.

"White jade? Raise people with jade? Hehe, mortals are really ignorant, they don't even recognize spirit stones. ”

In Yi Chen's hand, a piece of jade pendant was snow-white and transparent, exuding a warm luster.

It is a fine mutton fat white jade, worth hundreds of taels of silver.

However, in the eyes of him, an immortal cultivator, this piece of mutton fat white jade was emitting a faint white mist, which was extremely subtle, like steaming water in winter.

This is the aura that naturally emanates from the spirit stone!

The white jade of mortals is the spirit stone in the mouth of immortal cultivators.

The so-called "jade nourishing people" is actually the aura naturally emitted by the spirit stone, which is nourishing your body.

This kind of white jade, only in the hands of immortal cultivators, can it be turned into a spirit stone and exert its true effect.

Otherwise, it can only be an ordinary jade pendant, even if it is worn all year round, at most it will make your face ruddy and less sick.

Hiss!

Yi Chen took a long breath.

The billowing white mist suddenly poured into his mouth like a tide.

The piece of mutton fat white jade quickly faded in an instant, from milky white to crystal-like transparency.

Click!

There was a crisp sound from the jade pendant.

It's countless cracks spreading!

This jade pendant, which had been drained of spiritual energy, was torn apart in the blink of an eye, turning into a handful of dust and drifting away.

"It's not enough, it's still not enough! The visceral realm needs to re-temper the five internal organs and six internal organs to reach the realm of the internal organs and the resonance of the internal organs, and the spiritual energy contained in just one spiritual stone is far from enough!"

Yi Chen shook his head and sighed.

In his previous life, he had already cultivated to the realm of nine heavenly tribulations.

Now, even if you re-cultivate, there is no bottleneck.

As long as he has enough resources, he can continue to break through and improve his realm without any obstacles.

That's why he made a couple of shots today.

Qin Ze must be let know his extraordinary, so that the Seventh Prince can give up his blood.

The current Yi Chen is too short of all kinds of cultivation resources.

The wealth and law that he needs to cultivate immortals, except for the law, he can be said to have nothing.

After all, Qin Ze is the prince of the dynasty, and the resources in his hands are much stronger than those of him, an "ordinary student".

If he could gain his trust and support, Yi Chen's cultivation speed would definitely be ten times that of the current one, or even dozens or hundreds of times.