In the ice and snow, a silver light and shadow jumped up from the bottom of the well.

Zhao Hongming's eyes were quick, and the law behind him came out, and he took the silver spirit in his hand.

He looked at the silver spirit seed in his hand, the fish scales were shiny, and the lines were smooth.

There are two long whiskers extending from the corners of the mouth, and the horns of the head and abdomen are raised high, faintly showing a tendency to turn into a dragon.

At first glance, it looks exactly like the silver spirit he caught many years ago.

But if Zhao Hongming looked closely, he found that there were some subtle differences between the two.

The fish scales in his hand were even more delicate, even flashing with a faint golden light, each piece was like a well-polished dragon scale.

It has more dragon energy than the previous one.

Zhao Hongming's face was awe-inspiring.

Gao Yanshi on the side saw such a strange scene, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a while, he cautiously asked, "Your Highness, what is this?" ”

"A rather supernatural fish."

Zhao Hongming didn't explain too much, and took the hook off the mouth of this "silver spirit child".

'There should be three in the well, and now two have been caught, and there is one left, so try again,'

Zhao Hongming threw the 'Silver Lingzi' to Gao Yanshi and threw the hook into the ancient well again.

As for the usual bait, he didn't care much anymore.

Judging from the current results, what can make "Silver Lingzi" take the bait should be his immortal sincerity and immortal true qi, not those common bait and vulgar things.

Zhao Hongming restrained his mind and urged the true intention of immortality with all his might.

Ruhai's immortal intent was endless, and under his control, he rushed along the rod and line towards the bottom of the well.

The cyan breath was surging in the ancient well.

To Zhao Hongming's disappointment, the third "Silver Lingzi" did not appear again.

He waited in place for a while, even if he filled the bottom of the well with his immortal intentions, there was still no gain.

Zhao Hongming did not give up, and the power of his soul was exhausted, and he drilled into the ancient well.

Suddenly, bursts of cold continued to spread along the perception of his divine soul, making Zhao Hongming couldn't help but shiver.

In his perception, the bottom of the ancient well was like a bottomless black hole, and after exploring for a long time, he found nothing, and finally had to give up.

It seems that this "silver spirit child" is not so easy to obtain.

Zhao Hongming mentioned the "Silver Lingzi" that had just been fished, and instructed Gao Yanshi: "Find an imperial chef and tell him that this palace wants to eat fish." ”

Gao Yanshi lowered his head and clenched his fists and said, "The slave obeys." ”

After saying that, he ran out in a hurry and arranged for his subordinates to find the imperial chef.

After almost a stick of incense, a palace man who looked like a chef trotted over.

He was followed by a little eunuch holding a pot and firewood.

The first time the imperial chef encountered such a thing, he was a little panicked, and before he could stand firmly, he slipped to his knees and stammered: "Your Royal Highness, the villain ......"

On the side, Gao Yanshi interrupted: "Hurry up and make fish soup for His Highness." ”

The chef who was called over looked up and saw a strange fish in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes."

He didn't dare to have any delay, lifted the fish, and quickly opened up with the people from the imperial kitchen behind him.

The pot of the pot, the fire of the fire.

Soon, a simple exposed kitchen was simply set up in the imperial garden.

"Internal organs and fish scales are needed, and there is no need to remove them."

Just as the imperial kitchen was about to start, Zhao Hongming's voice came from the small pavilion in the imperial garden.

Hearing such an outrageous request, the imperial chef was slightly stunned, considering the identity of the other party, he hesitated for a moment and agreed.

After a while, the fire gradually rose and jumped under the copper cooking utensils.

The imperial chef puts all kinds of spices into the pot and stir-fries, skillfully puts the "silver lingzi" into the pot, stir-fry several times, and then pours it into the pot to boil, and the whole process is done in one go.

When the heat was almost ready, the imperial cook picked up the crockpot.

A rich smell of fish wafts through the air, which is very unique.

The chef looked down, and he was surprised to find that there was no trace of fish in the jar, and it had all melted into the soup.

He didn't think of the fish as a mortal thing.

The chef didn't dare to say anything, but added some fresh green onions to the fish soup, and then carefully picked it up and poured it out of the crockpot.

In an instant, an even stronger aroma burst out of the bowl and permeated the entire garden.

Everywhere there is an extremely rich fish aroma, which is intertwined with the fragrance of the spices to form an intoxicating taste.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit, hurriedly walked up, and put the prepared fish soup in front of Zhao Hongming.

With the first experience, Zhao Hongming took the fish soup and drank it all.

Not only that, but he also swallowed all the fish soup boiled by the imperial kitchen.

And just after he swallowed the second dragon vein of this Great Wei, he found that the national fortune suppressed on him had suddenly eased a lot, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and experienced it carefully.

Gao Yanshi, who had been following Zhao Hongming all the year round, immediately saw that Zhao Hongming had some understanding of cultivation.

Immediately, he waved his hand and let all the imperial chefs in front of him leave, while he himself stood beside Zhao Hongming as a protector.

Zhao Hongming closed his eyes and meditated, and his consciousness was in his own visualization world.

He sensed that the fortunes of the country floating above the visualization world were constantly rising, and there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan.

In the imaginary world, for every inch of national fortune raised, the national fortune's suppression of him decreases by one point.

The true intention of his whole body will be smoother, and the Dharma of Heaven and Earth will be more stable.

In this process, Zhao Hongming's combat power also rose.

I don't know how long it took, he slowly opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and felt as if a layer of weight had been unloaded from his whole body, and his body was full of strength, and his state was better than ever.

Zhao Hongming's heart moved, and the law behind him almost came out in response to the gods, and his eighteen arms held thunder light, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

As soon as he kicked his feet, the man rose into the air.

The remnants of the Imperial Garden are elusive.

After a few breaths, Zhao Hongming's figure reappeared in the small pavilion, and he couldn't help laughing wildly.

After a rough test just now, after swallowing a dragon vein, his strength was almost increased by two or three percent, which really made him overjoyed.

Even if he is bare-handed, with only the strength and defense of his physical body, he is not afraid of martial arts and martial arts.

If you add the silver scale gun and other means, you won't be afraid of two or three.

As for the Creation Realm Martial Artist, he had never fought before, and he didn't have a clear idea of the combat power of such an existence, so it was not easy to compare.

However, even if he can't beat him, there is no problem in escaping.

Zhao Hongming stopped laughing and strode away from the imperial garden with his hands on his back.

Gao Yanshi followed.

Time is in a hurry, a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of Zhao Hongming's official accession to the throne is getting closer and closer.

At this time, the five kingdoms that had already learned that Wei was going to be crowned a new monarch had sent envoys to the Great Wei to watch the ceremony on the spot to show the etiquette of all countries.

South Korea, outside Yangzhai City, there is a drizzle in the sky.

The personnel of the mission to Wei have been counted, and Lin Bo, the head of the Heavenly Sect, is standing in the crowd and will go to Daliang of Wei with the Korean mission.

King Han led his ministers, as well as Wu Daitian and Min Zong, and led a group of disciples to see him off.

"Master Lin, do you really want to do this, do you want to go in person?" Han Wei, Emperor Xuanhui of South Korea, asked seriously.

Heavenly Sect Master Lin Bo stared at the road ahead, and said with a slight smile: "For the sake of the foundation of the sect, for the sake of Korea, I have to do this. ”

"Master Lin should be careful, you must be careful." Han Wei, Emperor Xuanhui of South Korea, repeatedly admonished: "I and you are waiting here for the triumphant return of the master. ”

"Don't worry." Heavenly Sect Leader Lin Bo nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with a determined light: "My cultivation is not very good, but I still have the ability to escape." Ladies and gentlemen, I'll go first. If I fail, everyone, we will all meet again in the Yellow Springs underground. ”

With that, the Heavenly Man Sect Lin Bo turned around and walked into the drizzle.

Dressed in black makeup, he stared ahead and walked into the mission.

His back faded in the drizzle, and he disappeared into the distant sky with the Korean mission.

Emperor Xuanhui Han Wei muttered: "Fortunately, the other four countries are also willing to help each other this time, and sent a lot of elites to go with them, I hope that Lin Zhangjiao's trip will go well." ”

After the Heavenly Masters taught Lin Bo to follow the mission out of the land of Gyeonggi, in a mountain forest on the way they had to rush to the Wei State, Zuo Jian, the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, and his subordinates had been waiting for a long time.

After he saw Lin Bo and the others, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he took the initiative to walk over.

When the latter saw him coming, he also broke away from the group and went up to meet him.

"The owner of the left village has been waiting for me here?"

The owner of the Sword Casting Villa, Zuo Jian, smiled and said, "I just came." ”

As he spoke, he turned over the sword box behind his back, dragged it in his hand and said, "Lin Zhangjiao, the magic weapon I promised you is ready." ”

A trace of interest appeared on Lin Bo's face, he couldn't wait to open the sword box, his eyes lit up, and he sincerely admired: "Good sword!" ”

The magic weapon that Zuo Jian said in his mouth was a sword.

Lin Bo took it out of the sword box and looked at it carefully.

The sword body was as straight as a string, and the cold light flickered, like autumn water sweeping.

The hilt of the sword is inlaid with delicate dragon and phoenix ornaments, which shows its simplicity.

On closer inspection, Lin Bo noticed that this sword was different from ordinary swords.

This magic sword, the sword body is intertwined with gold and silver threads, carved with complex cloud patterns, extremely mysterious.

He used a little bit of divine soul power to get in.

The sword suddenly felt as if it had just been unsheathed, and a murderous aura rushed towards it.

Zuo Jian said: "This sword is not only an extremely sharp sword, but also a magical flying sword, which can kill the enemy invisibly, and it is extremely mysterious. And this sword, which also contains violent power, can explode itself at a critical moment, which is comparable to the full force of the martial arts nine products. Lin Zhangjiao, but you must seize the opportunity. ”

Hearing Zuo Jian's explanation, Lin Bo couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, it was really a weapon suitable for assassination.

With the help of this thing, he has a lot more room to maneuver, and the probability of being able to assassinate this time is also much greater.

Immediately, he nodded and said, "I see." ”

"In that case, then I won't disturb Lin Zhangjiao's itinerary." Seeing that the magic weapon had been delivered, the owner of the Sword Casting Villa didn't say anything more and put forward his words.

Lin Bo didn't delve too deeply, put the magic weapon sword back into the sword box, took the sword box and said, "There is Lao Zuo Zhuang, please." ”

After saying that, the two parted ways and no longer communicated too much.

After walking for a while, the owner of Sword Casting Mountain Villa stopped his footsteps, turned around and looked at the Korean mission in the distance, and an unknown smile flashed on his face.

Lin Bo didn't know that he had added a prohibition to that magic weapon.

After a certain hour, no matter whether Lin Bo will do it or not, the magic weapon will self-destruct and explode as he planned.

At that time, not to mention the killing of Zhao Hongming, even the missions of the five countries will also damage most of them.

If Zhao Hongming died, the vitality of Wei would be greatly damaged.

If Zhao Hongming does not die and the envoys of the five countries are killed or injured, they will be at odds with the five countries, and the Wei state will also be greatly injured.

In any case, he can muddy the waters of Wei.

It will also be convenient for him to profit from it later.

It's a pity that he can only keep this kind of thing in his heart, and he can't tell anyone else, and no one can share it.

Thinking of this, Zuo Jian couldn't help but sigh before turning around and leaving.

Outside the city of Daliang, Wu Hanwen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was outside the city of Daliang, specially receiving envoys from various countries.

Seeing that the time node of Zhao Hongming's accession to the throne is getting closer and closer, the missions sent by the five countries have arrived one after another.

I don't know if it's because of Zhao Hongming's "momentum", the number of envoys sent by the five countries this time is much more than in the past.

It can be said that it is the most enthroned King Wei in all dynasties.

Among them, there are many faces that Wu Hanwen can't name.

Lin Bo, who had already been disguised as the head of the Heavenly Sect, mixed in an inconspicuous position in the Korean mission, and after verifying his identity, he followed everyone into Daliang City with a calm face.

The Liang of Wei was much more prosperous than Yangzhai, the capital of Korea.

In the capitals of the Six Kingdoms, there are few cities that can compare to the beams.

At this time, due to the imminent sealing of the new monarch of the Wei State, the guards on the street were obviously much stricter than before, and basically every time they walked, they would see soldiers in armor.

These soldiers are full of qi and blood, and they are obviously martial artists, and their cultivation is not low.

They couldn't help but be secretly frightened, feeling that the national strength of Wei seemed to be much stronger than before, and the will to assassinate Zhao Hongming became more firm.

The envoys of all countries followed the south gate of Daliang City, and then entered the post house or hotel in the city under the arrangement of the Ministry of Rites.

These places had special facilities for receiving envoys and servants from various countries, providing them with accommodation, meals, and other necessities.

They can also communicate with envoys from other countries, negotiate or get to know each other.

Next, they will wait here to know the beginning of the enthronement hall.

Just when the envoys of the five countries entered Daliang one after another, a letter sent from Zhao was also put in front of Zhao Hongming's case.

The letter is not signed, but it is designed with small means to avoid being manipulated in the middle of the process, and it is not an ordinary letter.

Zhao Hongming picked up the letter and habitually wiped it lightly on the letter, revealing a small "Wu" character.

He knew that this was Zhao Guoji Guofu who sent information. (End of chapter)