The Han Wangfu has many industries in Luojing, and it is naturally clear which pharmacy has a century-old medicine.

Feng Tian was extremely efficient, and originally planned to make an example of the monkey, but no pharmacy dared to hide and refuse.

The price is right, and the treasure at the bottom of the box is offered, and it is not uncommon for this world to be full of spiritual energy, and the ginseng Ganoderma lucidum with a century-old medicinal effect is not uncommon.

Zhou Yi took the essence of the refining medicine, and practiced the first turn of the god and demon refining body.

The third time he practiced, he entered the realm extremely quickly, and in one month, he consumed most of the wealth of the Han Palace, and finally succeeded in cultivating.

During this period, except for some gifts from the emperor shortly after his arrival, he was not summoned to the palace. There are two more princes of the vassal kings who entered Beijing, the Great Zhou is thousands of miles, dozens of princes, and only the princes of Han, Qin, and Chu are alive to enter Beijing.

"People are dying, and their desire for longevity is becoming more and more ruthless......"

Zhou Yipan sat on the futon, his originally weak body had disappeared.

When it comes to conditioning the body, who can compare with the way of physical cultivation. Cultivating the first turn of the god and demon refining body, the strength is more than 100,000 catties, the physical body can hard-shake the magic weapon, and the strength is similar to the early and middle stages of qi induction into the body.

From beginning to end, the physical cultivation breaks through the ten thousand laws with strength, and the division of the realm is extremely vague.

It is rumored that in ancient times, orthodox body cultivation, even becoming an immortal and becoming a god would not contain the original god, but would integrate the body and soul, so as to achieve blood rebirth and change.

Zhou Yi's physical strength at this time was already able to withstand the pressure of the Yuan Shen, and he could use magic and magic at will.

Close your eyes to sense the aura of heaven and earth, and the primordial spirit shrouds a radius of hundreds of miles, taking in a large amount of aura and infusing the body.

Feng Tian was stationed outside, and suddenly sensed the changes in the qi of heaven and earth, and looked up in horror to see the tornado-shaped cyclone falling into the retreat of the prince.

"Could it be that the son of the world is the reincarnation of an immortal?"

Feng Tian was amazed and worshipped, and couldn't help but bow three times and bow nine times.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been in place for hundreds of years, and there are countless immortal sayings, which have been passed down in the world. Legend has it that above the nine heavens, there are all kinds of gods, and under the nine shadows, there is also the place where the ghosts return. For example, lightning and thunder, violent storms and rains, or natural and man-made disasters, the earth shakes the mountains, it is not human, but the gods, Buddhas and demons are controlled behind the scenes.

The aura rioted in a range of hundreds of miles, alarming the worshippers in the palace, and they all ascended to the prison platform to observe.

Most of the people in the Prison Heaven Division are some wild fox Zen, and those who can cultivate mana are already extremely high-ranking people, and even those who are proficient in the tricks of the rivers and lakes.

The aura tornado that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the shocked Heavenly Priest worshippers looked shocked and at a loss.

A few well-informed and well-informed worshippers who have traveled the world guess that it is a certain righteous path master who can practice the law and cultivate the truth in Luojing.

The national teacher who was cultivating in the Xuanyuan Temple suddenly opened his eyes, and his body turned into a bloody light, appearing not far from the Han Palace.

"It's ...... Shangqing Realm Qi Practitioner, when did Luo Jing come to such a master? ”

Xuan Yuan's brows furrowed, since it was dilapidated eight hundred years ago, the Blood Refining Hall had become a broken place in the cultivation world.

His branch was hidden in the world, and he was careful for hundreds of years, until Xuanyuan cultivated to the Blood Condensation Realm, and did not dare to come out to move.

The Blood Refining Hall Exercises are divided into three realms, blood refining, blood coagulation, and blood transformation, among which blood coagulation is not much different from the Shangqing Realm.

……

The aura is infused into the body, and the ten thousand laws and heavenly skills are operated, and the mana is quickly refined.

In this realm, he and I don't have any attribute spiritual root, which also means that any attribute spiritual energy can be refined, but the efficiency and speed are extremely low.

However, there is not much difference for Zhou Yi, the Yuan Shen can control the aura of heaven and earth, and the efficiency of collecting aura is more than a hundred times faster than that of the top spiritual root.

In just a few moments, he successfully introduced qi into his body and refined it into the true element.

After another half an hour, I stepped into the middle stage of qi induction and entered the body, and then continued to practice, and the speed was much slower.

The aura has the attribute of diffusing from rich to thin, but Zhou Yi extracted it too quickly, and the aura from the outside world could not be replenished, and Luo Jing's aura became extremely thin in a short period of time.

Zhou Yi's mind moved, and the voice sounded in Feng Tian's head outside the door, calling him in.

Feng Tian pushed the door in, looked at Zhou Yi with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and kowtowed: "What does the prince command?" ”

"Go and find these materials, and you have to arrange the Spirit Gathering Formation." Zhou Yi bent his fingers, and a piece of information came into Feng Tian's mind.

"There are many spiritual materials for arranging the Spirit Gathering Array, the minister has never heard of it, and it takes a while to collect them."

Feng Tian pondered for a moment and said, "The palace has already sold most of its properties, and the rest may ......."

"You go to Xuanyuan Temple, just ask for it, that old Taoist priest has a lot of good things."

Zhou Yi Yuanshen has been able to exert himself freely, easily monitoring a radius of hundreds of miles, and Xuanyuan Guan is naturally among them.

Xuanyuanguan arranged a large-scale spirit gathering formation, gathering the aura of thousands of miles in it, and cultivating a spiritual land in the mundane.

"Subordinates obey."

Not long after Feng Tian retreated, he hurriedly came back to report.

"Son, just now there is a message from your father-in-law that Your Majesty will set up a banquet in the palace tomorrow and announce the audience of the princes."

"Hehe, there's no good feast."

Zhou Yi said casually: "Is the national teacher present?" ”

"Yu Shizi, it is rumored that the national teacher is very trusted, and whenever there is a banquet in the palace, he will inevitably be the chief."

"That's just right."

Zhou Yi nodded and agreed: "I'll see Xuanyuan tomorrow, what is the way to come." ”

……

Early the next morning.

Zhou Yi swallowed purple qi in the morning to improve his cultivation.

When the practice was over, seeing that the time was almost up, he didn't bother to follow the etiquette of the vassal king, and drove the light to the palace.

On the way to the palace, I met two other feudal princes, both of whom were dozens of people, hugging each other in front and back, luxurious and majestic.

Zhou Yi's divine sense swept over and found that there were hidden masters among them, there was more than one martial arts master, and one or two monks were mixed in it. The emperor has no queen, and there have long been rumors that the prince of the vassal domain will be chosen as the crown prince, and the palace of Chu and the palace of Qin can be described as masters.

The king of Han is located in the southern Xinjiang, poor mountains and bad waters, and belongs to the lowest class among many vassal kings.

The king of Chu is the only surviving king, and the king of Qin is the younger brother of the current emperor.

Zhou Yi fell at the palace gate, and the palace guards suddenly saw that there was an extra person in front of them, and their faces changed and they raised their guns and stabbed forward.

"Palace forbidden land, retreat quickly!"

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with a golden light, and the palace guards in front of him looked confused and sluggish, as if they had lost their souls.

Striding into the palace, his divine sense swept over, and he already knew where the palace banquet was.

In the banquet hall, the attendees were not civil and military officials, but Taoist priests on the left and monks on the right.

The bronze incense burner rises with green smoke, which envelops the entire banquet hall.

The old man on the left has a mixed yuan bun, a snow-white long beard, a big purple robe, embroidered with yin and yang gossip, the sun, moon and stars, his hands are floating dust, and he sits on the futon with his eyes closed. In the hall, whether it is a Taoist priest or a monk, he has great respect for the old man, and he repeatedly observes the old man's face when he speaks.

The moment Zhou Yi stepped into the hall, the old man's eyes opened slightly, and a divine sense swept over.

The divine sense fell on Zhou Yi's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, and he couldn't sense the slightest message.

"Xuanyuan Daoyou, poor Dao Zhou Yi, Han Wang's son-in-law!" Zhou Yi showed a smile and waved his hand at the old man from afar.

The old man was the national teacher Xuanyuan, with a slight bow, and he didn't get up, pointing at his hand.

"Since the prince is a backward from the Daomen, according to his seniority, let's sit behind Wuchi."

Wuchi is a new disciple of Xuanyuan, only eleven or twelve years old, and is at the end of the left side.

Zhou Yi didn't argue, and landed on Wuchi's left side, making Xuanyuan, who was waiting for Zhou Yi angry, slightly stunned.

Xuanyuan originally planned to provoke Zhou Yi, and then buckle the hat of disrespecting the elders, the etiquette of the Great Zhou is the most important and respectful of the elderly, especially among the royal family.

The Blood Refining Hall has been lurking in the mundane for hundreds of years, and many ways of doing things are no different from the mundane.

"Fellow Daoists, poor and unruly, ...... for the first time"

Wuchi was about to introduce himself, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, screamed, and ran outside with his stomach in his arms.

"Today's palace banquet, there are no equatorial friends who are physically inconvenient, it's a pity."

Zhou Yi got up the previous one and smiled at the second-to-last Taoist priest.

Wuxiao was older, frowned, suddenly felt his abdomen sound like a drum, his face changed drastically, and he ran out holding his stomach.

So Zhou Yi advanced another position, and after a few breaths, the Taoist priest Wuling left with a huff.

At this point, how could everyone present not understand that the so-called physical inconvenience must have been caused by Zhou Yi, the son of the Han Dynasty.