"Juggernaut, please use tea. ”

On the sandalwood case, he picked up the quaint teapot and poured a tea into each of the two cups, "This Tianshan Yunpeng tea is brought by me from the Emperor Tea House in Huangzhou, and it is collected from Lingyun Peak in the extreme north, only for the imperial court, not ......for sale."

The fragrance of tea is curling, like an elegant cloud, and the smell is refreshing.

Nan Ming picked up the jasper cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Not bad. ”

Yingqin's brows furrowed imperceptibly, as if she was slandering this violent way of drinking, and as if she was asking something else: "Is it just good?"

"Nan is not an elegant person, and he doesn't know how to taste tea. ”

Nan Ming put down the teacup, "Although this tea is good, it is just a thirst-quenching thing, and it is no different from a sweet spring." ”

"Your temperament is as upright as your sword. ”

Yingqin shook her head and put down the teacup, "Then the Sword Saint can think about it......?"

She raised her eyes to look south.

The condescending piano platform, with no shelter above, the afternoon sun shone on the two of them, casting staggered shadows.

The breeze blows the light yarn, and the wind chimes embellishment make a crisp sound, like an urge, striking on people's hearts.

"The Sword Saint should understand that this troubled world is coming, and the world will eventually change hands. At that time, disputes will be rife, and when it comes to cultivation like you and me, we must always choose a position, and it will be difficult for anyone to stand alone. ”

In Yingqin's opinion, although this Broken Army Sword Saint is still a cultivator of the Divine Realm, with his talent, it is only a matter of time before he enters the Divine Realm.

He was able to use that amazing sword, even in the realm of supernatural powers, it could be compared to entering the sainthood.

Therefore, she did not think too much of herself as a senior, but spoke in an equal tone and lobbied patiently.

"The second prince has worshiped the Shenxiao Palace, which ranks third among the nine major factions in the world since he was a child, and his teacher is the Taishang Elder Lei Qianzhen, who has cultivated in the Taixu Realm, and his younger sister Nishang Fairy is currently the master of Shenxiao Palace. His biological mother is the current queen, known as a virtuous name, and has the full support of countless noble families behind her. And his own cultivation has also reached the holy realm, and he is talented and talented.

"In comparison, although the eldest prince is the eldest son, his background is inferior, he is much older, but his cultivation is only slightly better than the second prince, and in time, he will be surpassed. Moreover, his human temperament is tyrannical and he has no tolerance for others, and even if the Sword Saint goes to the past, he will not be appreciated.

"As for Emperor Lingyi, although she is deeply favored by the emperor, she is still young, her cultivation is shallow, and she is a daughter, so her chances of winning the throne are slim.

"Looking at the many heirs of the emperor, the second prince is the most likely to inherit the throne. A good bird chooses a tree to perch on, shouldn't the Sword Saint not understand this truth, do you need to hesitate?"

Yingqin poured him another cup of tea.

Nan Ming picked up the teacup and shook it slightly, the water rippling on his face, reflecting a clear outline.

The tea came to his lips, but he put it down again.

"What Nan wanted, but the world was peaceful, and all living beings were not suffering. Fame and fortune are all things outside the body, and I really have no intention of chasing ......"

He shook his head in refusal.

Yingqin frowned, as if she didn't believe that there were really such indifferent people in the world to fame and fortune.

"The Sword Saint can know that the second prince's appreciation for you is extraordinary. If you nod your head, you can get any position in the court, or if you want to delegate your weight and take power alone, it may not be impossible. Even if you don't look at it, the families and clansmen behind you, they can be sheltered by it.

"There are thousands of books in the imperial court, and the secret methods of the world's magic skills are all in it, if the second prince ascends to the throne in the future, you can read it.

"As for the elixir artifact, it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible......"

Power, wealth, exercises, spiritual treasures.

Many people have asked for all their lives, and this is just that, and now they give it all, how can anyone not be moved?

If you can really not be moved, you will either be an old monster who can see through the red dust, or an emperor-like figure, who is on the top of all living beings and wants nothing else.

And this Broken Army Sword Saint obviously has nothing to do with either.

"Senior Ying, your kindness Nan has a certain heart. ”

However, Nanming's answer remained the same.

He stood up, his back straight, like a green pine under the moon, "It's just that everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced." ”

"You...... Did you really think about it?"

Nan Ming smiled faintly and did not speak, the meaning was already clear.

He turned around with his hands in his hands, flew off the piano platform, and disappeared with one step.

On the piano platform, there was silence for a long time.

After a while, a voice came out to himself: "Don't seek power, don't chase fame and fortune, this person is really the same as Xie Yunliu thousands of years ago, out of the mud without staining ......"

However, Xie Yunliu is at least still a martial idiot.

And this Broken Army Sword Saint doesn't seem to even pay much attention to his own cultivation. If the second prince wants to recruit this person, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

......

......

Under a bright yellow curtain.

A vague figure sat on the bed, as if in deep thought.

"Your Highness. ”

The crow next to him called, "According to the secret agent, the emperor has indeed not appeared in front of people for nearly half a year." Even though it's in the name of retreat, but there is no one in the usual retreat, I'm afraid something is really wrong. ”

Speaking of this, it peeked at the people inside, and saw that it didn't seem to react, and continued, "Now that the Imperial Continent is in chaos, many forces are vying to stand in line, and some of the princes and princesses who have been released have also hurried back. Don't we need to do something?"

"Don't do anything. ”

The man in the tent shook his head, his voice calm and calm, "The situation is still unclear, no matter what you do, you may be wrong." I don't want the throne. Instead of acting blindly and attracting unnecessary attention, it is better to hide in the shadows and add fuel to the fire......"

In this dream retreat, the cultivation was restored to the primordial realm of the void in one fell swoop, and the cultivation on the surface was only supernatural powers.

In the eyes of outsiders, he, the Nine Emperor Princes, is young, his cultivation is still shallow, and he is weak, even if he participates in the battle for the throne, he is just cannon fodder.

No one looks favorably on him, and no one sees him as a threat.

That's the opportunity.

"Your Highness is wise. ”

The crow nodded, and patted his ass by the way, "Your Highness, there is also the matter of the Wind Sword Continent." Red Lotus was killed, and the plan was put on hold, leaving us with very few men left...... What's next?"

It throws another nuisance.

At the beginning, the Wind Sword Continent was selected among the five continents as the place of the incident, because it was the farthest continent from the Imperial Continent, located in a remote location, and the power was not strong.

Unexpectedly, where they thought there would not be much resistance, they repeatedly failed.

"How did Red Lotus die?"

"Died at the hands of Zuo Zhenqing of Kuang Tianmeng. However, there is one more person who ......"

The crow's tone was a little aggrieved, "It's the kid I mentioned to you before, the bad things in Lancheng." If he hadn't been in the way, Zuo Zhenqing would not have been able to kill Red Lotus, he knew that this was the case, and he shouldn't have let him go in the first place. ”

"It's all right, and it's useless to regret it. ”

The person in the tent didn't seem to want to say much, but just hurriedly skimmed over, "Don't worry about the affairs of Fengjian Continent, this seat will give you a new task, go to Daxi Continent ......"

His voice became a transfiguration.

The crow's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had heard something incredible, and even the feathers of the birds shook off in shock.