Half a month later, all the things in the new Ankang Mansion have been arranged, and the rich and wealthy gentry of Nanyang Mansion have long heard the rumors.

Even if the ceremony was thoughtful, these people were still cautious and full of smiles when they saw the royal authority, and they almost knelt down to give the gift, this young man is the prince of the current dynasty, and the younger brother of the current saint, this kind of big man used to be difficult for them to look at from afar, let alone talk.

Surprisingly, this prince is not an arrogant master who looks at people with nostrils, but is very approachable, and the boss and the staff shout cordially, so that these rich businessmen who have seen the world are a little flattered.

Although Wang Quanquan is the prince, his life is really not as good as the gang of people in front of him who are afraid to hand over money to him, and now they take the initiative to send money, which just solves his urgent need, and naturally it is not easy to shake the prince's shelf.

Towards the evening, after sending the last wave of visiting guests away, the palace closed the door to thank the guests, Yan Rongrong counted all kinds of gifts, and the king had nothing to do, so he went to the side room, ready to close his eyes and meditate for a while.

……

Coming to the room and sitting down, Wang Quanquan took out the storage bag left by Aconite, a wisp of aura probed in, and took out a book of exercises from it, this exercise from the fifth floor of Bai Yujing is the confidence that Aconite can kill the Yuan Baby.

Recently, there have been a lot of moving affairs, and the king has no time to watch, and now he is free, and he plans to concentrate on cultivating for a period of time, although he is a Jindan powerhouse, and he is no different from a god in front of ordinary people, but he can't guarantee that one day an old monster who has lived for thousands of years will come out, just in case, it is better to prepare in advance.

Turning to the first page of the book, the king was a little dumbfounded when he was in power, the font in the book is the same as the seal on the title page, at first glance it seems to be the Central Plains script, but the way of writing is very different.

Wang Quanquan frowned, and tried to send in the aura and spiritual consciousness in turn, but there was no response, and after thinking about it again and again, he had to pick up the jade pendant, sighed, and disappeared in place.

……

In the jade pendant space, Wang Quanquan came to the vicinity of the central Dharma platform, sat down, and this time he didn't need to speak, his master came out by himself.

"Apprentice, do you have any difficulties that you need help with your teacher?" The old man smiled kindly.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be vigilant, this old guy usually doesn't take the initiative so much, what's wrong today?

There must be a demon when things go wrong, the king's authority is pitted every year, and he has long developed a keen sense of smell, and at this moment he didn't mention the exercises at all, and directly closed his eyes and said:

"It's okay, I just want to find a quiet place, if you want to be okay, go to the side."

The old man had prepared a stomach of words, but when he saw that the other party was not on the set, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, he stood next to the apprentice for a while, and seeing that he still didn't react, he hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Apprentice, do you know all the words on the exercises left for you by Aconite?"

Wang Quanquan opened his eyes, glanced at the other party, and said bluntly:

"Say, on what terms?"

"Let's talk about the conditions and see the outside, why don't you go back to Sanxian Island with the teacher, and I will teach you little by little?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to let me over, is it because the sect needs someone to inherit it?"

The old man also found that his intentions were too obvious, and said with a smile:

"Not really, it's the gambling contract I told you last time, every three hundred years, each side sends a disciple, two wins in three games, your senior brother and sister have already compared, and now there are only apprentices left for you.

Now that you stay in this realm, your cultivation can no longer be refined, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us. ”

When Li Changsheng said this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, the current disciples were too rebellious.

……

Wang Quanquan thought for a moment, frowned, and said:

"What's your bet?"

"It's really inconvenient to tell you this, I'll know when you come over."

"Okay, let me ask again, what happens if I lose?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng suddenly stopped talking for a while, and only after a while did he say carefully:

"The apprentices taught by the other party are all ruthless people, and it is common for them to die during the competition, and this matter is corroborated by the immortal officials.

"Listen to you, this competition is very expensive apprentice? If so, have one of my two brothers and sisters already met with an accident? ”

After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, he saw that the eyes of the old man, who had always been skinless and faceless, suddenly became dim, and his voice was slightly low:

"Three hundred years ago, your senior sister died in the competition, not long ago, your senior brother avenged her by tearing off the head of the person opposite, but the dead person cannot be resurrected after all. This matter is not only about your life and death, but also about the stay of our master, so the next one depends on you. ”

Wang Quanquan's face was always calm, and after weighing it in his heart, he handed the exercise forward:

"Master, can you wait for me for another fifty years, I want to use these fifty years to make the Wang family's world safe for five hundred years, and as soon as the agreed deadline arrives, the apprentice will devote himself to cultivation and help the master win this battle."

The old man took the exercise and looked at the young man opposite, and at this moment, he seemed to see a familiar figure in the other party.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and stroked his right hand over the exercises.

……

After the jade pendant space came out, the exercises in Wang Zhiquan's hands had changed the font, and he was not in a hurry to cultivate, but thought quietly.

Master's words may not be all true, and it is not even easy to say whether he is loyal or traitorous, but no matter what, it is a fact that the other party has the grace to teach him, even if he really dies in that competition three hundred years later, he can't complain about anyone.

Wang Quanquan was originally an ordinary person, and he was destined to live an ordinary life in this life, if there was no such creation, maybe he would have stayed up all night and died suddenly, and now he is a prince, not to mention the glory and wealth, he will earn a year if he lives for one more year, and there is nothing he can't think about.

With this thought, Wang Quanquan turned the page again, and as soon as he opened the cover, he found that there was an extra line of words on the title page: To cultivate this exercise, it is necessary to cut off the root of the curse.

"Oh, this old man." The royal authority directly chose to ignore it.

"Da Dan has nine turns, the Tao is divided into nine articles, and the law is shown in nine doors." The first sentence of the opening sentence is just twelve words.

"It seems that there are nine methods for this technique, and it requires the Jindan to transform nine times, and I don't know which one was used by Aconite back then." Wang Quan said to himself, closing his eyes.

……

After a while, a fresh breeze appeared out of thin air in the room, and the royal authority was the center, and it spread out in all directions.

Wang Quanquan closed his eyes tightly, channeled qi into the dantian, and the golden pill in his body shone brightly, when the brilliance reached the extreme, he suddenly felt that his body was light, and then he came back to his senses, and he was already on the roof.

"This spell is derived from the change of divine consciousness, and the name is divine thought. The thought of God, a thought of life and death, is exerted with the power of Jindan, imitating the Yuan Shen out of the body that can only be performed by the strong in the god period, up to the sky, down to the nine tours, and the heaven and earth are at my disposal. ”

The king's authority seemed to have an understanding, and when he raised his hand, he only felt that his limbs were extremely light, and his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, and everything in the world seemed to be perceptible at this moment.

He raised his head and looked above the sky, where thousands of thin lines hung down and connected to all the people of the world, as if manipulating them, and in that almost invisible place, a pair of merciless eyes were watching it all.

……

(End of chapter)