It is precisely their own ambition that this label is unacceptable. In particular, if even my father had this impression, he would be disappointed in himself and even doubt his own abilities.

This is unacceptable to him!

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward!"

Yang Ji did not shirk. Those who take refuge in the little prince of Jiuding are either for power or profit, and it is too suspicious to refuse at this time. Moreover, the purple pole pill in the hands of the little prince of Jiuding is full of purple gas, and it is also decorated with a little gold powder, which is dreamlike and extremely beautiful, and you can know that it is not ordinary at a glance.

This kind of treasure Yang Ji will never refuse.

"Okay, I'm a little tired. You go down first. ”

The little prince of Jiuding waved his hand with a tired look.

"Then Yang Ling has retired!"

Yang Ji arched his hand, and the rules and regulations of the answer were decent, that is, he would not overstep, but there would be no rudeness. It's too much to say and be wrong, the matter of Taiyuan Wangfu has just ended, and it is still necessary to give Jiuding Little Prince a little time to consolidate the results of this battle.

Turning around, Yang Ji took the Purple Pole Pill and left satisfied.

"I know you have something to say. ”

When Yang Ji left, the little prince of Jiuding did not reply:

"Say it!"

"Your Highness, the Purple Pole Pill was given to you by the prince. The identity of this Yang Ling is still unclear, and whether the matter of Zuo Taichong will appear is another matter. If this guy is really a secret spy sent by the palace, wouldn't it be inappropriate for His Highness to hand over something as valuable as the Purple Pole Pill to him now?"

The cold-faced middle-aged worship said with a worried face. By the side of the little prince of Jiuding, only he is qualified to talk to the little prince of Jiuding like this.

"Hey, so far, can't you see it? If he is really a secret spy sent by the royal family, do you think he dares to do something to Princess Longwu?"

Jiuding Little Prince said hehe, it seems that he knew that the middle-aged worship of cold noodles would ask this. Paid no attention to his worries.

The cold-faced middle-aged worship suddenly succumbed. Jiuding Little Prince is right, this time that "Yang Ling" dared to make a move on Princess Longwu, which was really beyond his expectations.

As a royal spy, it is taboo for a slave to dare to do something to his master. Absolutely no spy dared to be so bold. If this is passed back, the end will definitely be worse than death.

But. The cold-faced middle-aged offering is still difficult to completely let go.

"But Your Highness, nothing has yet been clarified. It is not certain whether it is the secret spy department, even if it is not, with the soul martial arts he showed, and today's Yu Bu, it is not sent by the one in the palace, and it is definitely inseparable from the palace. There are so many princes in the royal family, maybe one of them sent to spy on us. ”

"The subordinate meant, it is better to observe him. Don't get too close. ”

The cold-faced middle-aged man said sincerely. He kept his head down. When he spoke, he bowed down to show his sincerity. He said that this remark was completely for the sake of the prince and the little prince, and there was absolutely no selfish distraction.

Even if it was for the sake of the palace, he didn't recommend that the little prince trust a stranger so much.

"Yubu?"

Unexpectedly, the little prince of Jiuding looked at the middle-aged man with a cold face and was surprised, and he didn't care about what he said at all:

"You mean the ancient Yu Bu that was circulated by the royal family?"

"This ...... Yes!"

The cold-faced middle-aged worship hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice. He really didn't see it at first, but after all, it was a royal offering. The vision and insight are there.

Even if I didn't recognize it at first, I reacted on the way back.

"Haha. Yu Bu, it turned out to be Yu Bu, no wonder!"

Jiuding Little Wangye's sleeves flicked, looked up to the sky and laughed, and the gloom between his eyebrows gradually dispersed. More than 20 generals and martial arts couldn't beat a weird black-clothed young man beside Long Wu, which made the scholars and sons of Taiyuan Continent see a big joke. This has always made the little prince of Jiuding linger.

However, it wouldn't be surprising if that guy was performing Yu Bu. Yubu is the ancient curiosity, is the ancient emperor's mastery, walking the world. Fire and water do not cause disasters, and the five disasters do not touch.

Emperor Yu walked the world, governed the floods, and suppressed the demons' mastery, it was strange that they could hit it!

Thinking of this, the little prince of Jiuding has a big heart, and he no longer blames the good and evil masters he recruited. His mind has always been like this, as long as he knows what happened, he will never find fault with those small details.

And he had already figured out how to really subdue that group of people. This opportunity is definitely an opportunity to show your heart and courage and truly subdue them.

Long Wu, that guy not only didn't threaten himself, but did himself a great favor.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, the little prince of Jiuding couldn't help laughing proudly:

"There is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need to suspect people. Pei worships, you don't have to worry about it. No matter what Yang Ling's identity is, he has already made his position clear with his actions. At the very least, we're friends and foes!"

"And if he was one of those princes in the palace, it would be even better. The more the merrier, the more help he gets, if he lets his father know that there is such a prince standing together in the palace, he must be very happy!"

The offerings in the palace were always cautious and vigilant. But politics and martial arts are different. The worshippers may be loyal and powerful, but when it comes to politics, these guys are too far from themselves!

On the side, the cold-faced middle-aged worshipper looked at the little prince of Jiuding's eyes and refreshed appearance, and was dumbfounded. Jiuding Little Wangye's words were something he hadn't thought about before.

But if you think about it carefully, if that "Yang Ling" is really someone next to a certain prince, then for the prince, it is definitely unwanted, beneficial and harmless.

can get the help of a prince, and the affairs of Shenwuwei are also promising. On the contrary, it is not necessary to be loyal to the Marquis. From this aspect, the arrival of this "Yang Ling" is indeed only good for the prince, not harmful.

"Phew!"

Thinking of this, the cold-faced middle-aged worship couldn't help but take a long breath. For the little prince, he is now completely obedient, and he is loyal to understand that the little prince is young, why should the prince rest assured that he would come to Taiyuan Continent to do this important thing alone.

His martial arts may not be good, but in some aspects his insight and wisdom are definitely not comparable to himself.

"Subordinates understood!"

The cold-faced middle-aged worship sighed, bowed down obediently, and bowed.

The little prince of Jiuding smiled slightly, knowing that he had completely won the recognition and loyalty of this enshriner in the house!

......

"Buzz!"

The morning sun rose, and under the cracks of the wooden door, the blood-red mist fluttered and scattered out, like a veil like mist, slowly like life under the morning sun.

In the gate, Yang Ji sat cross-legged, his majestic blood was flowing slowly like scorching molten steel, and a rolling sound continued to come out of the void.

In all directions, the infinite aura was constantly attracted, and hundreds of rivers entered the sea, merging into the blood and qi in Yang Ji's body. I don't know how long it took, Yang Ji let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

Looking inward, Yang Ji could feel that the strength of his body had increased a little. Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, but to the point of Yang Ji, the growth of strength is already very weak, but the strength of a martial artist is precisely how it is accumulated day by day.

"Click!"

Yang Ji opened the box and took out a purple Dadan from it, evenly scattered with a little bit of gold dust. The elixir is beautiful, and a strong aroma wafts out, and when you smell it, the fragrance is fragrant.

This is the Ziji Pill rewarded by the little prince of Jiuding that day, the medicinal power is very rich, Yang Ji does not need to make special exploration, he can feel the majestic medicinal power inside.

Compared with the Star Pill and the like, the medicinal power of a Purple Pole Pill is higher than more than one realm, two realms. This is a Great Dan Pharmacist-level elixir, and it can't be refined with Yang Ji's current strength.

Although the grade of the Ghost Pill Master is higher than that of Yang Ji, it can't be refined.

"The road is long, and the cultivation of the Dan Dao is much more difficult than the Martial Dao. Without medicinal materials, without a suitable Ding Furnace, no matter how hard you try, no matter how much you refine the pills, you can simply improve your realm. ”

Yang Ji pinched the beautiful Ziji Pill with three fingers, and sighed in his heart.

Yang Ji is also an alchemist, and has refined the precious elixir of "Pure Demon Pill". But frankly speaking, the "Pure Demon Pill" was more than one level behind the Purple Extreme Pill in terms of refining skills.

In terms of quality alone, this Purple Extreme Pill is equivalent to the weight of five Pure Demon Pills, and it is heavy in your hand, like an iron ball.

Without an extremely high elixir realm, this kind of thing can't be refined.

"After three days of pranayama, now taking the Purple Pole Pill, it should be almost possible to break through the third Zhou Tian Acupoint. ”

Yang Ji pinched the Ziji Pill with three fingers, and said secretly in his heart at the rose-red morning sun that shot in from the window paper. Seventy-two Zhou Tian acupoints, one is stronger than the other, and each is stronger than the other, and it is difficult to break.

Yang Ji got the Purple Pole Pill that day, but he didn't swallow it immediately. I'm afraid that there is still a trace of it, and I can't break the third Zhou Tian acupoint.

Now, after a few days of pranayama, the essence and spirit have reached their peak, and the breath has increased a little. Yang Ji felt that it was almost there.

"Grunt!"

Opening his mouth and swallowing the Ziji Pill in one gulp, Yang Ji closed his eyes and adjusted his mind, and instantly began to push the Zhou Tian in his body to run. Boom! A moment later, the Dan power of the Purple Pole Pill melted, and a majestic medicinal power was like a wild dragon, burrowing from the stomach to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The torrent of these pills was very powerful, and even temporarily exceeded the strength of Yang Ji's blood qi.

"It's now!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he destroyed the torrent of blood and qi in his body, absorbed the majestic medicinal power, and the two torrents merged into one, rushing towards the third big point in Yang Ji's body with a thunderous momentum.

"Boom!"

After the crazy impact again and again, after an extremely difficult challenge, with a bang, the third Zhou Tian acupoint in Yang Ji's body finally opened. (To be continued......)