As soon as the voice of the little prince of Jiuding fell, in the hall behind, a maid wearing a red dress and beautiful hair walked in.

Under everyone's attention, the maid walked up to Yang Ji with a silver tray in her hand.

Jiuding Little Wangye stretched out his two fingers in the middle of his meal, flicked it slightly, and the maid understood and removed the lid on the tray.

Seeing the thing under the lid, Yang Ji's pupils shrank slightly, secretly surprised. On that tray is actually a book of martial arts secrets.

And unlike ordinary martial arts secrets, the pages of this martial arts secret book are not paper, but all of them are a kind of cyan silk cloth with a high texture.

This cyan silk cloth is soft and smooth, with some delicate lines on the surface, and on the top cover, there is a wild cyan dragon with teeth and claws.

With such a secret of martial arts, Yang Ji only thought of a kind of "royal martial arts".

Whether it is a big family, a local wealthy family, or a noble class, no matter power, wealth, or status, they are far inferior to royal nobles like Prince Jiuding.

It is rumored that all the royal family members of the Han Dynasty have a huge royal arsenal, which contains a large number of "royal mastery" that countless warriors dream of.

Each of these royal masters is extremely powerful, and most of them are unique. Don't talk about it outside, you haven't even heard of it.

It is rumored that when the dynasty was founded, it had eighteen princes. When these princes founded the country, in addition to obtaining titles, territories, and titles, they also received countless martial arts from the royal family.

This is the origin of the original royal family of this dynasty.

Although these "royal masters" are not as good as the "royal masters", they are all selected by the royal family to be rewarded with second-level martial arts.

But it is very attractive to all sects and factions, as well as the lone good and evil warriors.

It is precisely by relying on these huge "royal treasury" that the princes attract strong people from all walks of life to take refuge and be loyal.

Yang Ji didn't expect that the little prince of Jiuding asked the maid to bring it out on a tray. It is actually a powerful "royal mastery".

Yang Ji's perception is far more powerful than ordinary people, and he has inherited Confucianism and Taoism, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Wenxiucai, and he can see things that many people can't see.

In this martial arts secret, Yang Ji felt a hint of familiarity. It was the aura of the Martial Sect Sevenfold, and it was also an extremely powerful peak Martial Sect.

"Martial Sect-level mastery!"

Looking at the book of martial arts secrets lying quietly in the tray. A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. Martial Sect-level peerless learning is extremely rare, and up to now, the most powerful peerless technique Yang Ji has cultivated is only a "Hundred Ghost Night Walking Diagram".

Although the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram is a scripture painting, it is still only at the level of the sixfold martial arts. The peerless learning of the real Martial Sect Realm, Yang Ji has not learned it until now.

For a while, Yang Ji's blood surged, and his heart was pounding. Although he didn't want to admit it, Yang Ji had to say. This stuff is really attractive.

On the golden step, the little prince of Jiuding looked at Yang Ji's expression directly, and when he saw his stunned appearance, he couldn't help laughing, knowing that he was "generous" to play.

Secrets of elixirs, weapons, and exercises...... , these treasures in the eyes of ordinary people don't say anything to the children of the royal family.

Give these things to those who want them, and those people become the property of the children of the royal family. This is the real treasure trove.

There are all living beings in the world, hundreds of millions of warriors. Everyone is looking for power. However, for the children of the royal family, although the stronger the strength, the better, but the pursuit of the most powerful power is not their ultimate goal at all, and subduing those martial arts powerhouses with great power is their goal.

Those who are talented will be soldiers, and those who are talented will be generals!

That's what the royal family should do. I don't understand this truth. is not a good royal child, at least unqualified.

“...... Although this incident started because of the worship of the lord, this king will never treat those who are truly loyal to and help this king. Yang Ling, this sevenfold martial arts scripture is used as the king's compensation for this faux pas, what do you think?"

Jiuding Little Prince shook his fan gently. looked at Yang Ji and groaned.

For this "compensation", Jiuding Little Prince is still quite satisfied, and I believe that this Yang Ling is absolutely satisfied with this compensation.

And so it is!

Yang Ji knew what the little prince of Jiuding was thinking, if he was still in the identity of Yang Ji, Yang Ji might still have some concerns. After all, the royal stuff is not so easy to hold.

However, he was originally impersonating, and Zuo Taichong two months later had already rotted underground, so naturally he would not have appeared. With these rewards, you won't have any worries at all.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, with a loud shout, the left side of the little prince of Jiuding, the cold-faced middle-aged worshipper's face was like ice, and he stretched out a palm to stop it.

Yang Ji's palm had already probed the martial arts secrets on the tray, but when he heard the words of the cold-faced middle-aged offering, his face changed, his palm shrank, and he immediately took it back, staring coldly at the cold-faced middle-aged offering, without saying a word.

"Young Master Yang immediately took refuge in His Royal Highness, in order to show his sincerity. Shouldn't you take off the mask on your face too?"

The cold-faced middle-aged worship stared at the golden mask on Yang Ji's face, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and said unceremoniously.

In an instant, all eyes focused on Yang Ji's face like an iron gun. Even the little prince of Jiuding, lying on the golden step, snapped and put away the folding fan and stared at it.

Yang Ji's mask was so mysterious that it covered all his expressions, making it impossible to see a trace of expression on his face at all.

Until now, I didn't know anything other than knowing Yang Ji's name. Among all of them, Yang Ji can be regarded as the most mysterious.

With the strength of Jiuding Palace, he didn't find any news.

Not to mention the cold-faced middle-aged offerings, to be honest, even the little prince of Jiuding was curious in his heart.

"Hahaha, Your Highness, is that what you mean?"

The hall was quiet, Yang Ji's gaze swept over the expressionless eyes around him, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the little prince of Jiuding on the golden step.

"Bold! You dare to question Your Highness!"

The cold-faced middle-aged worshipper had a cold face, and said in a cold voice:

"To serve His Highness, you must be effective and enlightened. You have a mask on your face, and who knows where you come from. What if someone else sent someone who didn't deal with the prince was going to deal with him? What if someone came in wearing a mask and pretending to be you while you were away?"

"In front of His Highness, there are no secrets, and there should be no secrets!"

The cold and middle-aged offerings were full of color, and the rumbling sound echoed in the hall like thunder, buzzing. The momentum of the Great Martial Sect was so huge, the cold-faced middle-aged worship not only shouted loudly, but even the consciousness that was as heavy as iron radiated out, anchoring Yang Ji.

It seems that he has made up his mind that once Yang Ji dares to resist, he will convince people with his strength, and once again display that terrible mastery to suppress Yang Ji.

"Hahaha, worship adults, everyone has their own secrets that can't be said, everyone is looking at the generosity of the little prince, and there is the elegance of the sea to serve, but not to be a slave!"

Yang Ji was still laughing in the previous sentence, but the latter sentence was already as cold as frost, and the forest was cold. Even in front of the cold-faced middle-aged worship of this eight-major martial sect, the momentum did not flinch in the slightest.

The atmosphere in the hall became tense again.

"Little prince, if you are together, you will get together, and if you are separated, you will be separated. If His Highness sees that we are all dogs and slaves, then we can only blame Yang Ji for being blind, going to the wrong place, and seeing the wrong person. You took this volume of martial arts secrets, Yang Mou will leave here, you take your Yangguan Road, I will take my single-plank bridge, just like Yang Ling has never been here!"

Yang Ji's words were categorical, and his words were fierce, not to mention the people around the Jiuding Palace, even the little prince of Jiuding on the golden step also expected it, so he couldn't help blinking his eyes and sat up in shock.

He is also well-informed, and letting Yang Ji take off his mask was originally just a trivial matter. What's more, he took out the royal family's mastery as a reward.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ji didn't agree with each other, and he said he would leave. I don't care about the martial arts cheats at my fingertips. His status as a royal nobleman didn't seem to play any role in him. sky

This is the first time he's encountered this kind of thing!

"Hmph, when you get to the Golden Official Post, where do you think this is? Come as you want, leave as you want?"

Seeing that Yang Ji turned around to leave, the cold-faced middle-aged worshipper's face turned cold, and he wanted to use the means of capture to capture Yang Ji.

He has been by the prince's side for a long time, and when he encounters these guys who don't stop talking, he should use thunderous means to make them obediently bow their heads. Otherwise, how will you be able to conquer and serve the public in the future?

"Hmph, do you want to use force? Worship your lord, I want to leave, I'm afraid you can't stay!"

Yang Ji's face was cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

This trace of murderous intent is so thick that even the cold-faced middle-aged offering changes color slightly.

His strength is by no means as good as that of a cold-faced middle-aged man, but he is by no means tied up and has no power to resist. This is Taiyuan Mansion, the hinterland of the imperial court, even if it is a royal noble, there is also a fear.

Yang Ji didn't say that he would kill Dawuzong, but he was sure to escape from the golden official post under Dawuzong's hands and escape to the street.

In order to successfully escape from here, Yang Ji has too many ways to deal with them.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to prevent!

Provoke yourself, the cold-faced middle-aged worship of this Eight Great Martial Sect can be stopped, but the others, including this little prince of Jiuding, are afraid that they will all die.

Not to mention anything else, just Xiao Ji, known as the king of ten thousand snakes, and the giant poisonous bees densely packed in the mustard bottle, are not enough for them to drink a pot.

Let Xiao Ji secrete the most powerful venom into their water source, or let those giant poisonous bees secrete poisonous mist and fill the hall.

At that time, it is really difficult to say how many people in the entire official post will survive.

It's a big deal, Yang Ji left here in the flying bronze corpse. Anyway, these people don't know who they really are. (To be continued......)