"Old man, go, go home and eat roasted whole sheep." After doing all this, Yun Shibao lay back in the sedan chair, as if nothing had happened, and turned to worship Ao.

"Well, you say so, my father is hungry." Ao Bai nodded repeatedly.

Getting up the sedan chair, under the joint efforts of several maids, the sedan chair slowly drove towards the outer gate of the imperial city.

"By the way, more managers, remember to clean up this place in a while, the palace is inside, what kind of bloody system? Unlucky! The sedan chair was suddenly paused, and Yun Shibao's lazy voice came from the sedan chair.

"Arrogance +30 (*3)"

"Arrogance +10 (*2)"

"Arrogance +8 (*3)"

…

The royalists could only watch as the Black Hawks calmly left with boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, with gloomy expressions, but there was nothing they could do.

The situation is pressing, and if they turn around, all of them will have to stay here.

"Clean it up, no one is allowed to spread today's events." Glancing at Kangxi, who had fainted in anger, Prince Kang shook his head and turned to leave with a lonely expression.

After this incident, the majesty of the royal family was swept away, and after today, I am afraid that more people in the court will vote for Aobai.

Hearing this, the guards couldn't help but look at each other, and an inexplicable grievance rose in their hearts.

It's like being robbed at home with a knife, defiling your wife and daughter, robbing you of your property, and having to clean up the scene for him.

It's too TM to bully.

…

The Duke's Palace, Yuhua Pond, Yun Shibao sat cross-legged, his skin was red, and his body was surrounded by a dense atmosphere.

Suddenly, his skin returned to its normal color, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sword of qi spat out of his mouth, splashing a splash in the pool water.

"The internal force is small, and the second-rate master is a second-rate master." Feeling the warm current like a trickling stream swimming in the meridians, the corners of Yun Shibao's mouth couldn't help but hook up a trace of satisfaction.

After eating roasted whole sheep with his cheap dad in the afternoon, he used the arrogance value he brushed when he came back from the palace to be compatible with ten internal exercises, and ordered someone to take five thousand-year-old ginseng and use the medicinal power to give birth to internal force.

According to Yun Shibao's superficial understanding of martial arts, the skill level is equivalent to one's own potential, the realm is equivalent to the upper limit of "mana", and the internal force is equivalent to one's actual mana.

Compared to others, he neither needs to cultivate, nor does he need to have extraordinary talents, he only needs to earn arrogance points, upgrade his exercises, and keep taking drugs, and his cultivation can rise steadily.

The most important thing is that the Yi Jin Sutra can be upgraded indefinitely, in other words, as long as Yun Shibao has enough arrogance value to be compatible with other internal strength methods, his potential is almost unlimited.

It may not be obvious in the low-martial world, but in the high-martial world, this is simply the most anti-heaven plug-in, and Yun Shibao even doubts how it is possible for such an anti-heaven exercise like Yi Jin Jing to appear in a low-martial world like Lu Ding Ji.

Compared with the infinite upgrade, the recovery attribute of the Yi Jin Jing is not so conspicuous, and there is no prompt even on the attribute panel of the self-service reincarnation machine, but he also attaches great importance to this recovery attribute.

After cultivating to the second rate, he obviously felt that his body's recovery ability was much stronger, according to his estimate, after his realm reached the grandmaster level, his recovery ability might not reach the level of rebirth of a broken limb, but it was no problem to recover some less serious injuries in an instant.

Host: Yun Shibao (healthy)

Current World: Deer & Ding (Normal)

Realm: second-rate

Lifespan:10/25(18/25)

Equipment: None

Internal strength: Yijin Jing (normal, upgradeable 100/1000)

Martial arts: Vajra Palm, Cloud Ladder

Arrogance: 120 points

"The only thing that can be done is to consume too much arrogance value..."Looking at the balance of arrogance value of more than 100 points left in the attribute panel, Yun Shibao's face was full of regret.

…

"Little grandfather, your great kindness Shuang'er is in mind, Shuang'er once swore a poisonous oath, if anyone can save his father and brother, Shuang'er will serve him as the master and serve him for life!"

"When Shuang'er reports to his parents, he will come back to repay the kindness of the little grandfather." Just when Yun Shibao had a headache for the medicinal materials needed for cultivation, a crisp "jingling" bell sound sounded outside the door, and then Shuang'er's voice came in.

"Huh? Wait a minute? I'll send you back..."Yun Shibao was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said.

However, when he hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out, there was no trace of the beautiful woman outside the door, leaving only a faint fragrance of jasmine.

…

Fifty miles away from the capital, Huzhou, in order to celebrate the escape of Zhuang Yuncheng and his son from the prison, the entire Zhuang Mansion is wearing red and green at this moment, and a feast is being held.

However, just as the banquet was in full swing, a group of uninvited guests appeared in front of the Zhuangfu.

"In accordance with the holy decree of His Majesty, Zhuang Yuncheng and his son colluded to worship, deceived the king, and intended to rebel, and ordered Duolong to bring the imperial guards to correct the law on the spot, so as to set an example."

Putting away the holy decree, Duolong waved his hand with murderous intent, and more than 200 wolf-like guards behind him drew their blades and killed the unarmed Zhuang people, old and young, women and children, chickens and dogs.

Kangxi, who was humiliated and didn't dare to turn his face with his father and son, vented his anger against Yun Shibao to the banker.

"Chief Executive, I want to see Lord Sukhshaha, our dealer has always been loyal to His Majesty, you can't do that." Xiao Shuang'er's father, Zhuang Yuncheng fell down in front of Duolong, kowtowing like pounding garlic, begging bitterly.

The dealer has been secretly providing money for Sukh Shaha, and Sukh Saha is a staunch royalist, so to speak, half of the credit for Kangxi's ability to raise 30,000 imperial guards belongs to the banker.

It is precisely because of this that Ao Bai will go to great lengths to put the dealer's father and son in prison.

"If you want to blame, it's Ao Shibao who let you go, and unfortunately, Your Majesty hates that traitor to the core." Doron shook his head, and drew his saber with a cold face.

"Just because of this, do you want to cut down our dealer? How innocent my dealer is..."

"Kangxi... Sukhshaha, I hate that Zhuang Yuncheng has no eyes and didn't see your true face earlier..."

Looking at his family members who fell in a pool of blood, Zhuang Yuncheng sat on the ground in despair and roared up to the sky.

"The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, Zhuang Yuncheng, don't you understand this truth?"

"What's more, you are a Han Chinese, how can He De have such a family business?" Duo Long sneered, dragged Zhuang Yuncheng's head, and with a wave of the steel knife in his hand, it cut off his neck like slaughtering a chicken.

"Lord Qiyu, the Zhuang family is full of people, a total of two hundred and fifty-seven people, except for his eldest daughter Zhuang Shuang'er, who is missing, the rest have been killed." At this moment, one of the guards walked up to Doron and reported it.

"Take all the valuable things in the house with you." Duo Long bent down, wiped the blood stains on the saber on Zhuang Yuncheng's clothes, and said lightly.