Wagon, upper room.

"Although it's a show, I also put my heart into it, and there are actually three boxes of wood spirit jade, which is just right for my first-class wood spirit root."

Wang Cheng didn't know that there was a tsundere middle two boy next door who regarded him as a "treacherous villain", and was idly flipping through the big boxes and small boxes in front of him, in addition to gold, silver, jewelry, and rare treasures, there were also three boxes of spiritual jade that emitted a bright green light, making his eyes glow.

He is a prince, there is no shortage of gold, silver and jewelry, and he is about to enter the fairy gate, so it is useless. However, this spiritual jade is a necessary thing for cultivation, which can be absorbed and cultivated, and can also be traded, and it is the currency of the cultivation world.

"Eh, first-class wood spirit root, why am I just holding it like this?"

After playing with curiosity for a while, he regained his senses, returned to the cruel reality from the fantasy of cultivating immortals, and closed the box happily.

Although the spirit jade is good, he can't use it, and he doesn't even know when he will be able to use it.

Because this thing wants to absorb and refine, the minimum is the Holy Flail Realm.

And he, a first-class waste spirit root, it is difficult to get started with body refining, and the meat flail realm has not yet been practiced, let alone the holy flail after the meat flail and spirit shackle.

It can be traded, but what can he buy it?

Pills?

Is there still less elixir to eat from childhood to adulthood?

Ritual weapons?

Do you throw it out for charity for the enemy?

It's really a eunuch who fell into the daughter country - it's useless.

When he lost interest, he began to concentrate, staring at the pile of boxes in front of him, and rubbing his right hand a few times on the gold silk jade bracelet he was wearing on his left wrist. But seeing that the gold thread in the green jade bracelet turned red, like blood, the space in front of him rippled slightly, and a bunch of boxes disappeared.

Blood refining artifact - mustard jade bracelet.

It is a rare thing than an innate spirit weapon and a celestial and human magic weapon, and it is also a chicken rib-like thing, and ordinary monks will not use this kind of thing. This is a product of a certain refining master who dotes on waste descendants, and is specially used for the children of low-qualified and congenitally hopeless gentlemen. It is made of extremely precious earth treasures, with the user's qi and blood, and is connected to the user's blood, and the qi and machine are handed over, and can be used without the need for innate true elements.

To put it simply, it is to use the heavenly materials and earth treasures that can refine the heavenly and human magic weapons to refine a garbage with a single function that is not even as good as a spiritual weapon.

Exclusive, a special supply for the loser.

It is very much in line with Wang Cheng's temperament.

Wang Cheng is really worried that he will be robbed, this mustard jade bracelet, the material alone is enough to make some monks kill people and sell goods, not to mention that there are a lot of cultivation resources in it, which were given to him by his father and younger brother Wang Kesai, and it is enough to make people red-eyed and maddened.

He is now a veritable child carrying a mountain of gold - carrying his sins.

"Well, it's okay, if you don't enter the congenital, you can't go out of the mountain!"

Wang Cheng secretly swore that once he went up the mountain, it would be the king of heaven who came, and as long as he did not cultivate to the congenital, he would not go down the mountain if he was killed.

"Well, but can I really use this thing? With my qualifications, can I really cultivate to innate? ”

"Alas, is there a system? Is there an old man? There was ......"

In the middle of the night, Wang Cheng fell asleep in the process of falling into self-doubt and perseverance in calling for the golden finger.

……

The next day, the convoy left the station, and the smoke and dust continued southward.

There was nothing to do all the way, except for the first three days when local officials greeted and saw them off, the farther away from the national capital "Jianchang", the more no officials took Wang Cheng seriously, and even Wang Cheng and his party entered the city for the night, and some local officials didn't even see each other, saying that they were busy with official business, and sent a small official to deal with things hastily.

It's true, it's going to go, and it's cold.

Wang Cheng's subordinates, including Fu Tinggu, the general of Yulin Youlang, were a little angry, and they also found an opportunity to teach a lesson to the officials of a small city.

"Haha, it's comfortable."

Wang Cheng didn't care, and appreciated the customs of the other world all the way, and was quite interested in visiting the mountains and rivers.

In addition, he also made a special contact with his subordinates, especially his Ten People's Guard, which was his companion on the road of cultivation in the future, and it was necessary to understand it earlier.

However, in the eyes of his subordinates, the lack of temper is a manifestation of natural stupidity, a veritable "waste prince", without the majesty of the royal family.

His ten guards, eight men and two women, are all teenagers of the same age as him, and they are all young and vigorous young people, so naturally they can't look down on His Royal Highness who has no majesty as a prince, and they look down on him more and more in their hearts, just like Zhu Peng and Fu Xuancheng, they are very perfunctory to him even respectful and superficial.

In addition to two maids and guards, and a border army boy named Hong Changwei, who looks old.

"Your Highness, in front of you is the county capital of Leizhou-Wendu City, which is the fiefdom capital of His Highness, do you want to enter the city?"

On the tenth day, Wang Cheng and his entourage came to a city, and Yulin Youlang brought Fu Tinggu to drive the horse and saluted for consultation.

Click!

A pair of Qianqian hands opened the carriage door, and it was a girl in black with a cold face.

The girl opened the door and disappeared. Wang Cheng bent down and walked out of the carriage, looked at the ancient city, and saw that it was no different from the city he saw along the way, and even a little dilapidated, so he couldn't help but lose interest.

"How far is this place from the Twelve Sects?"

Wang Cheng asked.

"Your Highness, this is your Leizhou County, which means that you have reached the border of our country, and it is more than twenty miles away from the Zibei Mountains where the Twelve Sects are located."

Fu Tinggu was about to answer, but was robbed by a girl who got out of the car.

This girl is not the cold-faced girl who opened the door before, she is a lively woman with a beautiful posture, her face is like a jade plate, her eyes are like peach blossoms, charming but not demonic, she is a little beauty who can stick to a man's sight at a glance, and her exposed skin is white and translucent.

However, Fu Tinggu is obviously different, he is a veteran general in the army, and he is not moved by hue. At this time, he was robbed by a maid, and he was slightly displeased, but seeing that Wang Cheng didn't say anything, he didn't care, he only clasped his fists and saluted, and nodded: "Not bad!" ”

Wang Cheng looked at the sun, calculated the distance according to the strength of the yellow horse's feet, waved his hand and said, "Then let's go, don't enter the city." ”

After saying that, he got into the carriage again.

"Your Highness, are you tired? Why don't you press your legs again? ”

A coquettish voice came from the carriage, and Fu Tinggu frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Heh, add another arrogant and lascivious."

Fu Xuancheng sneered, and rode his horse to follow Fu Tinggu.

Behind him, Zhu Peng, the captain of the ten-man guard, shook his head and said nothing, and at the same time stopped the other six partners from whispering.

"Drive!"

"Let's go! Before dark, rush to Daqingping in front of the mountain of the Twelve Sects! ”

The smoke and dust billowed out, and the convoy bypassed Wendu City, headed south, and exited.

……

At the head of Wendu City, a middle-aged man in official uniform stood with his hands in his hands.

"Lord County Guard, it seems that His Royal Highness King Fu will not enter the city."

A man who looked like a staff member was propped up on the battlements, tiptoeing to look at the distant convoy, and said to the man in official uniform.

"Father, why did you come out of here? A useless outcast, although he is sealed here, but even if he enters the city? In this Leizhou County, even if he is a deposed prince, even if he is officially inaugurated, he is just a captive mascot. Not to mention that it is obvious that this abandoned son is not loved by His Majesty at all, and has simply been sent to the Twelve Sects, just with his unprecedented waste qualifications, he is afraid that he will die of old age in the Zibei Mountains. ”

On the left, a young man shaking a fan looked at the smoke and sneered.

"Son, you're wrong."

Tan Bingtian, the county guard of Leizhou County, shook his head with a smile.

"Huh?"

Tan Aotian, the son of the county guard, was stunned when he heard this, and asked puzzledly: "What's wrong?" ”

Tan Bingtian glanced at his puzzled son, and then turned his head to look at his staff, Yun Xia, and saw that his staff was also puzzled, so he said "haha" twice, and said leisurely: "Your Majesty actually cares about our Royal Highness the Blessed King, and sent to the Twelve Sects seems to be 'exile', but it is actually protection." ”

"If he can learn to go down the mountain, we really have to think about coping with it."

"But my son is right about one thing, a first-class waste, our highness, if nothing else, is going to die of old age in these mountains."

"Hehe, let's go, if you don't have anything to worry about, it's a good time in the world! Yunxia, there is nothing to do today, can there be a good place to go? ”

Tan Bingtian waved his sleeves, extremely chic, and took the lead in getting down the city tower.

"Yes, yes, yes, Yaxing, how can there be none? The day before yesterday, a new batch of stunning people came to Bibo Building, one of them was named Red Fish Fairy, delicate as a flower, graceful as a swimming fish, a song 'Red Fish Dance', glamorous Leizhou, and was about to be recommended by the county guard. ”

"Hahaha, okay, my son, go with me!"

Here, a lustful county guard who doesn't know whether it's good or bad is going to be ridiculous.

Over there, Wang Cheng and his entourage, who left the border of Kangguo and entered the Zibei Mountains, fell into a dangerous killing situation.

Wang Cheng, a "foolish waste" who came through time, felt the sinister and terrifying world for the first time!