In the face of Yu Xian's inch, the princess was very confused.

"Immortal cultivator? What is an Immortal Cultivator? ”

"Niangniang doesn't know about immortal cultivators?"

Yu Xian obviously didn't believe that King Fu's pillow people would not know about the existence of immortal cultivators.

The princess thought for a moment, but still shook her head and said:

"I don't know about this palace, and the prince doesn't tell me everything."

Yu Xian saw that the princess didn't even change her heartbeat, if she really acted, then her acting skills were too good.

But then he has time, and this is not in a hurry.

To tell the truth, the princess's inexplicable trust in him really saved him a lot of energy.

He didn't ask too much, but pretended to ask casually:

"I heard Gonggong Li say that the prince's funeral was approved by the mother, but the prince's body has not been found, which means that the prince may still be alive, why are you in such a hurry?"

The princess smiled bitterly: "The palace wants to continue to look for the prince, but Cui Changshi and they all persuaded the palace to settle the matter as soon as possible, saying that the prince has disappeared and will not return, which has caused turmoil in the hearts of the people."

The palace should now be focused on dealing with the threat of the rebels.

The prince is missing with the Great Offering, and if he is still alive, there will be no problem with the protection of the Great Offering.

But Hongu always felt that they were in too much of a hurry.

But a woman in this palace is not good at saying anything about this kind of family and country affairs, so she can only secretly ask people to continue to look for the traces of the prince. ”

"The Great Offering?"

Yu Xian has been famous for this big offering for a long time, he is the chief of the palace worship institute, and he lives in Tianzi No. 1 Building, but he has never seen it, and it is said that he is guarding King Fu day and night.

However, from Chen Xiao's mouth, he learned that it was this great offering that summoned a wall of water to stop his fatal blow, and used a water arrow to take the opportunity to injure him, but the power was not satisfactory, and he was only a low-level immortal cultivator.

This is also the reason why Yu Xian is sure that there is an immortal cultivator inheritance in the palace.

The princess bowed her head and said: "The big offering is the most trusted person of the prince, and he is powerful, but he never shows his true face, and even the palace has only occasionally met a few times." ”

Yu Xian thought secretly.

Whether King Fu heard something about it and faked his death and got out, or whether the assassination methods of the monks of the Lin family were too strong, so that King Fu didn't even have bones, both situations are possible.

Fortunately, no matter what the case is, the purpose of the Lin family monk has been achieved.

Now Changning County is visibly chaotic.

Everyone is fighting for the power vacuum after King Fu's death, and even the princess feels threatened, so she rushes to the doctor in a hurry, and wants to entrust her life to him.

In this case, the Lin family monk would definitely not waste another monk in the late stage of Qi cultivation staring at the Fuwang Mansion.

"I know, please rest assured, with me for a day, this palace will not be in chaos."

Yu Xian smiled gently at Magnolia.

"Yulan, you and Niangniang haven't seen each other for a few months, so stay with Niangniang more."

Yu Xian said goodbye and left.

The moment he turned around, he already had a bit of murderous aura.

He has always been from the heart when he should be from the heart, and strong when he should be strong.

Originally, he still wanted to plot slowly and seize the power of the palace, but now that the princess took the initiative to hand him the knife, he didn't have to be polite.

……

King Fu's coffin was soon buried in the royal tomb.

On the day of the burial, the whole city was mourned, the procession stretched for dozens of miles, and white paper money floated in the air, which did not disperse for a long time, like the first snow of the year.

It's not that King Fu is loved by the people.

Instead, the government issued a notice that every household was going to send someone to the funeral, and there were also officials patrolling and supervising, so the whole city was mighty and gave King Fu a beautiful funeral.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed.

The courtyard of the front hall of the palace.

Yu Xian sat on a Taishi chair for a long time, playing with a red wine gourd in his hand, which contained the newly prepared medicinal wine prepared for him by Dr. Huang, but the effect was not as good as before.

Now he has the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi, nourished by strong mana day and night, and his physical fitness is comparable to that of an innate martial artist.

Even if you don't use mana, you can be called a hundred enemies with your physical body alone.

With such a body, it is more than enough to deal with Yulan alone, and his cultivation is becoming deeper and deeper.

However, if it is enough, it is enough, and it should be made up.

Yu Xian took a sip of medicinal wine, and the medicinal power slowly spread after entering his abdomen, and then there was a faint sweetness in his mouth.

In front of him, there stood the guards of the palace, there were hundreds of people, divided into three teams, all of whom were with strong temperament and martial arts.

They all wear light armor and are equipped with standard weapons in the army, and the captain is still a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow, only one step away from the innate grandmaster.

Of course, this step is something that many people can't take in their lifetime.

Each team of people here can hold down an ordinary martial arts master, which can be regarded as a pseudo-innate master.

If Chen Xiao hadn't been ruthless in poison, he had just restrained the siege, and he had a surprise attack, even the gate of the palace would not be easy to break.

In addition to this, there are many offerings in the shrine temple.

But at this moment, they were all standing, and the old god was sitting on the ground, like the master's house, and suddenly caused some dissatisfaction with the offerings.

"Didn't you say that the princess called us over? Why are you sitting on it? ”

"Yu worship, don't forget your identity."

"Yu worship, please don't overstep."

Everyone is worshipped, although it is one level lower, but it is not the relationship between superiors and subordinates, there is no subordination, and the posture of Yu Xian makes them seem to be subordinates.

Yu Xian smiled and said softly: "So that everyone knows that entrusted by Niangniang, Yu is now the head of the palace's internal affairs." In other words, all the affairs of the palace are under the jurisdiction of Yu, including you. ”

"Today I invite you here in the name of my mother, to ask you for something."

"I see, I don't know what Yu enshrines, oh no, Director Yu, what do you want us to do?"

The person who spoke was a young man, born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and was very handsome. Just over half of spring, before he took off his cotton coat, he held a folding fan in his hand.

His name is Xia Zhu, and he is the youngest son of the Xia family, a big family in the city, and he was accepted as an offering by the palace because of his one-handed Danqing technique.

His family has a huge fortune, and the reason why it became an offering is to make a name for himself with the help of the palace.

Everyone knows that the palace only accepts those with top skills, so he has become the palace worship, which is equivalent to a gold-lettered signboard.

Now that he has already become famous in the entire Changning County, he doesn't care if he has the identity of the palace enshrined in the palace, and he has no scruples when he speaks.

Yu Xian said slowly: "Presumably, you also know that the prince was assassinated not long ago, and this director inadvertently learned that the death of the prince was related to an undercover agent present.

It was he who revealed the whereabouts of the prince, which caused the prince to suffer misfortune.

I'd like to ask for your help in getting him out. ”

When it came to the assassination case of the prince, everyone waited with bated breath, not daring to say anything, for fear of being called an undercover agent.

"I don't know how Director Yu wants to check?"

Or Xia Zhu asked.

At his age, it's best to be embarrassed, he answered just now, if he was too scared to answer at this moment, he didn't know how others would laugh at him in the future.

Hearing this, Yu Xian shook the wine gourd in distress and said, "It's not that I haven't figured out how to check yet, so I asked everyone to wait." ”

"What?!"

There was an uproar in the crowd.

"Isn't Director Yu making fun of us? Tell us that there are undercover agents around us, but we don't know how to check?

If you can't think of a day, we're going to stand here and wait for you for a day? ”

There is a fiery temper to say goodbye.

"Director Yu, there is still an urgent matter at Yan's house, so I won't play with you."

His name is Yan Hongfei, the owner of the Yan Family Martial Arts Pavilion, the peak martial arts realm of the day after tomorrow, there are many disciples in Changning City, and he also went to the city defense camp as a part-time instructor for a while.

He turned to leave.

"If you leave, I'll treat you as a thief."

Yu Xian knocked on the handle of the Taishi chair, and his voice was still not hurried, but it made people feel a chill in their backs.

Yan Hongfei paused, turned to look at Yu Xian, and said with a strong suppression of anger:

"Director Yu, what do you want?"

Yu Xian sighed and said, "Why are you so impatient, okay, okay, let's take a compromise." ”

With a flick of his fingers, a small black pill shot out in the air, and it stopped in front of Yan Hongfei without a mistake.

"This is a seven-day death pill, once you take it, if there is no antidote within seven days, you will die of stomach rot."

"If it is found out that there is no suspicion of Yan Worship, it will naturally give you an antidote."

There are not many poisonous prescriptions for dealing with immortal cultivators in the Poison Sutra, but the means of dealing with ordinary martial artists are not too rich.

Some of these poisons claimed to be able to poison even the peak powerhouses of the martial arts of the Innate Great Perfection.

The reason why it is claimed is because even the monk who wrote the Poison Sutra has never seen a martial artist of the Innate Great Perfection.

This seven-day death pill was originally known as blood eating Gu in the Poison Sutra, it is an extremely small poisonous insect, called a blood-eating worm, which feeds on blood, and after special refining, it can become a Gu worm, specializing in devouring the flesh and blood of martial artists.

Yu Xian also got his hands on it through Dr. Huang.

Don't look at Dr. Huang's very well-behaved and fearful appearance in front of Yu Xian, but outside the palace, he has the title of a strange doctor, and he likes to take some strange patients for medical experiments.

Because his treatment plan has always been deviant, the patient said that he would be cured, and only those patients who really had no way were willing to gamble with him.

Even so, he didn't get into trouble less.

After all, before a person dies, the family members are 'Doctor, you can treat it casually, I admit it if you can't cure it', but when a person dies, that is, 'you quack, pay for my life'.

However, since Dr. Huang joined the palace, this kind of trouble has basically been eliminated.

To get back to the point, it is precisely because he has seen more strange illnesses that he has more strange things in his hands.

This blood-eating bug is one of them.

The spiritual sense of the martial artist has not yet been born, and the means to deal with such hidden Gu worms in the body are very lacking, that is, the innate martial artist will weaken day by day after taking the blood food Gu until the flesh and blood are devoured.

However, taking special drugs can inhibit the activity of blood food Gu.

Faced with the seven-day death pill, Yan Hongfei immediately laughed angrily.

"Director Yu, Yan thinks that he is sitting upright, and the death of the prince has not even come up with a judgment from Zhou Shenzhuo, but you forced Yan to take the poison pill for such a ridiculous reason, you are too domineering!"

"Yan won't take the poison pill, but he wants to leave, if Director Yu really thinks that Yan is an undercover agent, he will take my head and return to the princess!"

Yan Hongfei turned around and left.

Just two steps after he took him, there was the sound of a strong wind breaking through the air behind his ears.

Before he could react, his feet ached, and he fell forward suddenly, because of the severe pain, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, but he refused to scream.

His bloodshot eyes first looked at Yu Xian, who didn't even lift his buttocks, and then at the middle-aged swordsman who shot at him, with disbelief in his eyes.