Li Guangjie watched Blood Slaughter and Ling Haoran chatting, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his head, you must know that if he said such a bold thing at the gate of the palace, if it was heard by someone with a heart, then he would definitely be convicted of rebellion by the emperor.

While chatting, Ling Haoran used his divine sense to search for the treasure building in the palace, just as they were chatting and wandering around, Ling Haoran suddenly found a secret room, there is a formation in this secret room, this formation can't stop Ling Haoran's divine sense, Ling Haoran's divine sense entered this secret room, there is a jade bottle in this secret room, there is a faint light in this jade bottle, Ling Haoran asked Zhan Lao and said, "Zhan Lao, can this be taken out?" ”

Zhan Lao said, "I can't get it, if I want to take it, it will trigger this formation, but, Xiaobai can, it ignores space!" ”

Ling Haoran was very excited, and then used his divine sense to communicate with Xiao Bai and said, "Xiao Bai, you help me take out this jade bottle, and I will refine a new pill for you, so that you can have a good meal." ”

Xiao Bai's eyes were shining, and then saliva flowed down the corners of Xiao Bai's mouth, Xiao Bai nodded, and then Ling Haoran wrapped his divine sense around the jade bottle, Xiao Bai followed Ling Haoran's divine sense and took the jade bottle back, and then Ling Haoran and Xiao Bai stole all the treasures that Ling Haoran found, and Ling Haoran included all the treasures in the palace in the God of War Tablet, and no one knew.

Ling Haoran's divine sense was put into the God of War Tablet, and the old man said, "In this jade bottle is a drop of heaven and earth spiritual milk!" Good luck for you, boy! ”

Ling Haoran said, "Just a drop!" Just a drop is still so tight? ”

Zhan Lao said, "Being able to see this drop in the mortal realm is beyond my imagination, you are still too little?" With this drop, it should be able to refine the amount of a pill that replenishes the heavens. ”

Ling Haoran said, "Then I can't fail, I can only succeed once!" ”

Zhan Lao said: "You can think of it, no problem! Come on, boy! ”

Ling Haoran said, "It's not bad to be able to get this drop, at least Zhenzhen has a chance to be cured." ”

Ling Haoran stopped chatting with Zhan Lao and them, and then came to the palace with Blood Tu and Li Guangjie, and then Ling Haoran also brought Lin Biao out, and Blood Tu looked at Lin Biao in shock, and said, "Where were you just now, why did you suddenly appear?" ”

Lin Biao said, "This is our lord's formation, you don't need to know, I didn't expect that your kid is still on the first floor of the foundation building period, why are you so slow?" ”

Blood Slaughter looked at Lin Biao and found that Lin Biao had actually reached the third layer of the foundation building period, Lin Biao had just recently broken through in the God of War Monument and reached the third layer of the foundation building period, which was 2 layers higher than the blood slaughter. Lin Biao said, "There are a few of my subordinates who have the same realm as you, you have to work hard, otherwise we will catch up with you." ”

Blood Slaughter said, "I've really been slacking off recently, there are a lot of chores in this place, and I don't have time to cultivate at all, how can I be like you, I am injured on the battlefield, I also want to go to the battlefield to fight, I want to feel the iron-blooded demeanor of the battlefield." It's just that now I've fallen into this quagmire, and if I want to go out again, I need the emperor's consent! ”

Lin Biao said, "Okay, I will have the opportunity to drink on the battlefield in the future!" Forget it this time, this time we are going to the north, Sanliguan! ”

Ling Haoran sent a message to Ling Huiyu and said, "You arrange for people from the court who have a good relationship with you, let them support the four princes tomorrow, you can give them a bottle of pills, and you can come to the gate of the palace to get the pills later!" ”

Ling Haoran sent a message to Wang Jin, Wang Ping and Li San of the dark wolf, saying, "How many people in the court have you controlled, let them support the four princes tomorrow and reward a bottle of pills, and you will come to the gate of the palace to receive the pills!" ”

Blood Tu watched Ling Haoran start to make arrangements, he also got on his horse and left in a hurry, and also went to arrange for his people to support the four princes tomorrow, and the four princes did the same, leaving in a hurry, looking for the internal officials who supported him, all preparing for tomorrow's things.

A moment later, Ling Huiyu, Li San, Wang Jin, and Wang Ping came to the gate of the palace, and Ling Haoran gave them some God of War Bloodthirsty Pill, God of War Shangqing Pill, and various pills.

Ling Haoran said, "You cultivate well, in the future, I still need you to improve your cultivation by yourself, and then we will go to the Nine Heavens together." ”

A few people bowed, and then retreated to arrange the matter, and Ling Haoran stood at the door of the palace and waited.

The morning sun softly shines on the golden roof of the palace, and when you wake up, the palace looks like a calm and magnificent picture. The morning mist rises from the moat, crosses the ancient stone bridge, and surrounds the illuminated palace. The emerald jungle shimmers in the morning light, and they seem to whisper ancient secrets in the breeze.

The square of the palace wakes up in the morning light, and the busy day has not yet begun, only the early birds jump on the stone brick floor, their pointed beaks gently beak the air, as if to absorb the vitality of a new day. Under the long palace walls, rows of straight ginkgo trees swayed with the morning light, and their golden leaves were like emeralds inlaid with gold in the sun.

Through the early morning light, you can see that the windows of the palace are slowly opening as if the eyes are slowly opening. The melodious sound of the morning bell came from the deep palace and echoed in the quiet air. The ladies of the palace have already begun to get busy, dressed in delicate palace clothes, bowing their heads through the stone-paved corridor, holding fine porcelain in their hands, preparing for the new day.

Not far away, the eunuchs, dressed in purple court clothes and holding long-handled feather fans, marched into the palace in a procession. Their steps were brisk and orderly, like ripples on the water, ripples unfolding behind them.

The palace gate of the previous dynasty was also slowly opened, and Ling Haoran stood in the line of military generals, and he slowly entered the main hall wearing armor. The morning sun shines through the white marble window lattices into the main hall, and spreads on the smooth marble floor, reflecting the royal grandeur. Ling Haoran, dressed in armor made of stainless steel, stood in the center of the main hall, brave and fearless, like a god who came into the world.

His armor was carefully polished and shone with a cold light, like a frozen snow-capped mountain, cold and majestic. The dragon pattern carving on the armor is lifelike, as if it is possessed by a fierce dragon, adding a bit of majesty and domineering. The heart goggles on the chest reflect dappled light and shadow, twinkling like stars, leading to reverie.

Ling Haoran's long hair fluttered in the wind, and the black hair contrasted sharply with the golden armor. He walked slowly to the center of the hall, his steps firm and powerful, each step beating through the hall like a war drum, echoing in every corner.

In the scabbard behind his back, the long sword shimmered with a cold light, a symbol of his honor and dignity. He held the hilt of his sword as if he were in control of the fate of the entire empire. That resolute gaze, unswervingly looking ahead, seems to penetrate time and space, perceiving everything.

Above the court, hundreds of civil and military officials stood solemnly on both sides, and they all felt shocked and in awe when they saw Ling Haoran's mighty posture wearing armor. In their hearts, Ling Haoran was not only a brave and fearless general, but also the patron saint of this empire.