Chapter 12: Interception

When they arrived at the small bridge, the two of them stopped and looked ahead, there was an old man sitting on the bridge, a gray robe, with red hair, who heard the footsteps and looked over, like a poisonous snake, his eyes were cold, and he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"This man is strong! I can't see through it. Zheng Fugui's face was solemn.

"I guessed who he was."

"Who?"

"Seven Absolute Old Men!"

Walking over, seeing Zhang Ronghua coming, the Seven Absolute Old Man jumped off the bridge and walked towards him.

Every time he took a step forward, the temperature around him dropped a little, as if he was in an iceberg, the cold was terrible, and the evil aura erupted, rolling and whistling in the hurricane, trying to suppress Zhang Ronghua to the ground.

The golden light rippled out of Zhang Ronghua's body, and with just a wisp, it broke this huge evil qi.

"No wonder the Holy Maiden of Celestial Sound was planted in your hands."

"Wouldn't it be nice to find a place to hide it?"

"The above let the old man hide for a while, and then come out when the limelight passes, but the old man can't swallow this breath, he won't kill you, and he will be restless!"

Shout!

The afterimage flashed, and the seven absolute old men were like ghosts, spanning a distance of seven or eight steps, and appeared directly in front of Zhang Ronghua, and the fourfold cultivation of the Grandmaster Realm all exploded.

"Seven Extinction Love Fists!"

The gray fist bloomed from the fist, and the terrifying fist power made a huge explosion and smashed into Zhang Ronghua's head.

Grab the palm of your hand, meet his fist, and hold the fist in your hand, the palm contains a huge force, making it impossible to move.

The face of the Seven Absolute Old Man changed greatly, he regretted it, judging from the strength that Zhang Ronghua is showing now, his cultivation is definitely more than that, it should be higher.

But the face in front of him was so young, even if he cultivated from his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to have such a high realm.

Try to struggle a little, and see that you can't retreat.

It is also decisive, running all the internal forces, and going against the meridians: "Explosion!" ”

Zhang Ronghua slapped his chest with a wave of his palm, scattering all his violent internal force, and the Seven Absolute Old Man also fell to the ground, covered in blood.

Walked up to him and stopped: "Can you say it?" ”

"The meridians are broken, the old man doesn't have much time to live, do you think I will say?"

Palm down and kill him.

"Did my cousin kill like this?"

"Didn't you hear him?"

Zheng Fugui touched his head.

Back to the mansion on the side of Suzaku Fang, I fetched some well water, took a shower, and was nostalgic for the days at home, at least there was a maid to prepare hot water ready-made, and waited for washing.

Sitting on the bed, running the Xuantian Treasure Treasure Cultivation.

After cultivating overnight, at dawn, under the terrifying talent, he broke through a small realm and reached the double realm of heaven and man, and the true yuan was five times stronger than before, and his strength became stronger.

Eat early.

took his cousin to the East Palace, found the prince, and briefly told him about the seven absolute old men last night.

Hear out.

Although it is a pity for the prince, the seven absolute old men are ruthless enough, and they actually ran the meridians retrograde and exploded and died, which is also something that cannot be helped.

It was noon.

Taifu's Mansion sent someone over, the person who came was Zhongbo, the prince was not there, and he followed Emperor Xia to learn to deal with government affairs in the palace, and was received by Zhang Ronghua.

He was brought to the side hall and ordered tea to be poured.

"Uncle Zhong, you wait, in a little while, His Highness will come back."

Uncle Zhong shook his head and took out four manuscripts, saying that they were manuscripts, but each manuscript was an inch thick: "Miss asked me to give it to His Highness, and let me convey a word." ”

"Please!"

"Those who are clear are self-purifying."

"When His Highness comes back, I will tell you the truth." Zhang Ronghua said.

Sending him out of the house, as soon as he left with his front foot, the prince came back with his back foot, took out the four manuscripts sent by Zhongbo and handed them to him, and then conveyed Ji Xueyan's words.

The prince untied the ancient jade from his waist, asked Qing'er to go to the Taifu Mansion, and handed it over to Ji Xueyan.

A batch of fresh fruits came to the East Palace, which is said to have been picked from the top of the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, and the queen ordered someone to send it.

Zhang Ronghua was curious, and under the pretext of patrolling, he went to the kitchen.

He is now the deputy commander, a high and powerful position, and a confidant of the prince, except for the prince's bedroom and study, he can go to other places.

Looking at these fruits, there are black grapes, snow melting fruits, and ice spirit fruits, all of which are relatively common, but they are big and scary, four or five times larger, and they also carry aura.

There are a lot of them, and you can't see anything if you eat them.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no one now, I tasted them one by one, and it was very sweet and watery, and I almost didn't stop.

Seeing that there was a quarter less, Zhang Ronghua had a black line and almost finished eating.

I took another little and stuffed it into my arms, and then left satisfied.

Pulling Zheng Fugui to the corner, there was no one around, so he took out a black grape and threw it over.

"This is a grape?"

"Don't talk! Hurry up and eat. ”

I took out another one and ate it.

Zheng Fugui understood, my cousin was a thief, and what he stole was the prince's fruit, but it tasted so good.

Finish.

Worriedly, he asked, "Nothing will happen, right?" ”

"I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

"Didn't you give it to me?"

Bang!

Rewarding him with a chestnut, Zhang Ronghua said again: "The prince's meal is very small, pay attention to self-cultivation, and the fruit is just a taste." ”

He continued to paddle and fish, but the heavens didn't seem to make it too easy for him.

As soon as he stopped here in the artificial lake, looking at the goldfish swimming in the water, Qing'er found him and asked him to pass, and the prince looked for him.

"I've seen Your Highness!" Zhang Ronghua saluted.

The prince pointed to these four manuscripts, and read them just now, all of which were written by Ji Xueyan when he had nothing to do.

The thing is not important, but the process is.

By sending the manuscript, a signal was transmitted, no matter how the outside world transmitted, she always believed him, the prince understood, and there was a follow-up to the return gift.

"Listen to Ma Ping'an, you like to read books on weekdays?"

"Hmm."

"These four manuscripts are very interesting, you can take them and read them!"

"This is from Miss Ji, isn't it?"

"She understood what she meant, and the manuscripts didn't matter."

Zhang Ronghua didn't excuse himself, he left with four manuscripts, found a corner, the sun couldn't shine, sat lazily on the stone, and read a manuscript.

The handwriting is neat, with a delicate atmosphere, but also without losing the atmosphere, mighty.

The things written are also quite miscellaneous, all of which are troubled by Ji Xueyan when she comprehended Haoran's righteousness, and she recorded it casually, as well as some of her feelings.

It doesn't work for others, but it's different for Zhang Ronghua.

Haoran's righteous comprehension is easy to say, but difficult to say.

If you read a lot of books, as long as you are smart, you may be able to have an epiphany, and with your own huge accumulation, you can comprehend Haoran righteousness, on the contrary, some people are not smart enough, even if you read more books, no matter how strong the accumulation is, you can't comprehend it.

Over the years.

In addition to cultivation, Zhang Ronghua has not studied much, and he is no worse than a great Confucian in terms of knowledge, even if he is a famous Confucian all over the world, he can compete with one or two.

Especially as the talent increases, it is terrifying to understand the meaning of the book after reading it.

It's like a bottle, the water is full, and it's just about to overflow, and these four manuscripts are like this water.