After these years of development, the Qian Wangfu wants money, money and people, and the guards of the various warehouses are all scattered cultivation, and after years of training, the strength has long been different from what it used to be, far from being comparable to that year, not to mention a small group, even if the entire sect is pouring out, in the face of the current strength of the Qian Wangfu, it is impossible to easily succeed.

With these negative teaching materials, the lessons of the past, the various sects began to study new ideas, and all the people who collected materials were called back, all of which were changed to make money, such as paid help to the village people, help other sects, help businessmen, help the court, in short, as long as you give money, do everything, as long as you give more, everything is rushed to do, in terms of purchasing, it is the same as the small people in the market, each has learned a hand bargaining skills, you have come and gone over the years, but also get along well.

No one recruits and no one provokes, supporting the economy of the entire continent, and King Qian's Mansion has become a special existence, you say that he supports the economy of the dynasty and belongs to the royal forces, but it never interferes in the government.

But you can say that he is a cultivation sect, he has neither opened a mountain nor established a sect, and only accepts apprentices, but it is like an academy.

The large-scale operation of the city guards attracted hundreds of people, and when they learned about the palace of King Qian

After the princess and princess ceremonial guard, they were even more reluctant to disperse, as the people of the royal capital, they enjoyed the most treatment, they had food, clothing, and money to hire cultivators, how could they not be grateful?

As the procession advanced, the streets were cheering like waves, and Mo Zhen enjoyed the festive atmosphere in the rain of flowers thrown by the people, and was fascinated.

The rows of houses, the street scene of red flowers and green trees, the crowded streets, and the antique, gold-roofed and red-roofed high walls in the distance made him feel an unprecedented impact and shock when he lived in the tribe since he was a child.

The royal capital is divided into two parts, the outer city is inhabited by merchants and people, and the inner city is the monks and craftsmen, all of which surround the Qian Wangfu, the so-called palace is the Shilan palace of the year.

Under the escort of the Xia Degui city defense army, the party came to the gate of the palace unimpeded.

Dong Kerui, who turned over and dismounted, looked at Mo Zhen who was still in a daze with a black line.

If you don't get off the horse when you get to the door, what is this called? Wait for someone to wake up? That's too embarrassing.

Seeing that the sergeant had stepped forward to inform the doorman, Dong Kerui knew in his heart that he didn't have time to wait for him to wake up, so he raised his arm and repeated the old trick, and used his spiritual power to suck Mo Zhen to his side.

I thought it was foolproof, but I didn't expect our protagonist Mo Zhen, at this time, due to the shock in his heart, his whole body was in a tense state, and even after flying, he still maintained a minimum posture, which made the scene embarrassing for a while.

The soldiers looked at the little princess flying in a strange posture and landed next to the princess, and their brains were a little insufficient for a while.

If you want to say that the only voice in the audience, it is the naïve Xiao Ermeng, maybe only she thinks this thing is funny, and she shouts so much.

The bouncing daughter and Mo Zhen who squatted in the crotch made Dong Kerui want to explode and become the focus of the audience, but he didn't realize his eye-catching appearance now.

The heart is like a galloping horse, Dong Kerui suddenly had an idea, and pressed one hand on the shoulder of the membrane Zhen, and the surging spiritual power suddenly poured into the latter's body, forcibly guiding the spiritual power to run.

A large amount of spiritual power invaded Mo Zhen's body, unlike the gentle traction in the past, nor was it self-pranayama, it was completely coercive, so that his mind was instantly awake, because the spiritual power was extremely rude and strong, and the meridians were unusually generous, he couldn't help but want to raise his head and scream, but how could his aunt let him call out?

Dong Kerui, who knew that victory or defeat was in this move, whether it was a shame or a good eye, divided a part of the spiritual power to seal his dumb acupoint, and increased the transportation of spiritual power, wanting to use the fastest speed to make Mo Zhen's spiritual power run away and stimulate the deep spiritual power in his body.

However, at this time, there was an accident, and a simple aura poured out of Mo Zhen's body, and the strong sense of oppression made the surrounding soldiers subconsciously take a step back, and the sleeping goose seemed to be affected, and its huge body trembled a little.

The mother and daughter who were closest to each other bore the brunt, as if facing a storm, Ermeng was sitting on the ground with a butt, with big watery eyes looking at her mother's hair dancing wildly, embarrassed, and a little confused.

On the contrary, Dong Kerui's face was not as embarrassed as she looked, and it could be said that there was still a trace of joy in her eyes, as if she had discovered some wealth.

To say that Mo Zhen, whose biological mother is the incarnation of the Jiaolong clan, should also have a Jiaolong bloodline, but in the life and death crisis of several times, he has no trace of demon clan characteristics except for his own hidden spiritual power, which makes Dong Kerui ignore this matter, but now the rough spiritual power in his body has suddenly awakened the bloodline of his demon clan.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the dumb acupoints suppressed by spiritual power could not hinder the hustle and bustle of the advanced life forms, and I don't know when the sky sounded thunder, and the dark clouds covered the sun in the prime of life, and the nearby monks put down their work and stepped on the flying sword to fly this way, and the people of the royal capital looked at the transient sky in surprise.

In front of the palace gate, Mo Zhen was surrounded by a group of guards in the center, exuding a powerful momentum and closing his eyes tightly.

Dong Kerui is still instilling spiritual power for him, but there has been a change at this time, the stimulation at the beginning has become infusion, the awakening of the bloodline can change the physique, and the process requires a lot of energy, no matter what species it is, it can't get rid of this rule, spiritual power is also a kind of ability body, and there is only this one that can be provided at the moment, how can Dong Kerui let go?

Her face began to turn pale, and in the face of Mo Zhen's huge consumption, Dong Kerui had already begun to lose her strength, but she knew that it had not really started yet, and the manifestation of bloodline characteristics could be regarded as the first step.

There was a commotion from the gate of the palace, and a group of figures were moving rapidly towards this side, and Dong Kerui, who saw this, knew that the person he was waiting for was finally coming.

When he accepted the entrustment of Mo Zhen's father, there was also his husband, "Qian Yi", the prince of Qian Wangfu.

Because the palace is busy, so it is impossible for husband and wife to go together, which has always made Qian Yi very anxious, and now when he heard the news of his wife's return, he realized that his friend's son was likely to be outside the door, so he stopped what he was doing and walked out of the door, but he was disturbed by the sound of the dragon's groan after walking a few steps, and his heart was suddenly anxious.

The prince looks like this, you say the guards, friends, what do you think?

Seeing in front of the door, Dong Kerui has also reached the limit, but no one has taken over yet, how dare she let go, a mouthful of blood spurts out, fighting to damage the foundation, she also has to stand up.

This picture made Qian Yi's eyes crack, and he rushed to his beloved wife with a roar, and took over the drudgery from his beloved hands.