Since ancient times, the royal family has been ruthless, fratricidal, and brothers. It's the main theme of life.

Xia Yunlei lives in the royal family, and he has been sensible and smart since he was a child, so he knew these things early on.

He didn't want to fight.

Since he was born, he has been disappointed in life, and every time he looks directly into the eyes of others, he always sees a deep trace of emotion in the eyes of others.

Most of them are reverence and deception.

Xia Yunlei is becoming more and more lonely like this, as the third prince, he has shown his wisdom since he was a child, and he has seen everything very thoroughly.

So for his two older brothers, although he is young, he is the biggest threat in the future.

After a failed poisoning attempt at a young age, he wrapped himself in a thick coat.

Become lazy and have nothing to do. even took the character of laziness to the extreme.

He survived.

But all this gave him a unique charm, and it actually attracted Zheng Sinan, who is known as the future head of the Zheng family, to be like-minded, and he can be regarded as one of the few forces on Xia Yunlei's face.

Inside the Imperial City, the Mountain Moon Palace.

Xia Yunlei, Zheng Sinan, and Chen Beiwang sat separately. In just a few days, Chen Beiwang of the Chen family also stepped into their circle one after another.

"Yun Lei, it's been two months, He Mufeng hasn't come out yet, we really can't hide it anymore. Zheng Sinan paced back and forth in the hall, anxious.

Since ancient times, the name of the emperor's family cannot be said, but this is the uniqueness of Xia Yunlei.

He is sincere, and what is taboo is a floating cloud with him, and anyone who can be good friends with him can call him by name directly.

But apparently Chen Beiwang is still not very adaptable: "Three.... His Royal Highness Yun Lei, there are too many people who know about this, and it's okay to hide it for a while, but after a long time, it will ....."

At this time, the three of them were all thieves, and it had been more than two months since the Burning Heaven Sect came, but He Mufeng had no news since he entered the Library Pavilion.

It was as if the man had just vanished into thin air.

After Xia Yunlei revealed the news to Baili Wanghe, the three of them hid the connection between He Mufeng and Zeng Jie as much as possible.

This matter was arranged by Xia Yunlei, the third prince, who seemed to know the Baili Wanghe well, and pressed the news before the dean abdicated and said goodbye.

After all, it is the third prince, no matter what, this action can still be done.

And all of this fell on the head of the Bailiwang River.

In the end, Baili Wanghe was forced to say goodbye to the Eight Seal Academy and return to Fusheng Island, but after all, Baili Wanghe still had a floating island of ten sects behind him, and no one dared to stop him when he took Du Xiaoxiao away.

This can be regarded as the last help to He Mufeng.

All of this happened in the past two months, and the pressure of the Burning Heaven Sect was too great, and the Qingcang Kingdom in the north also ambiguously sent people to the imperial city to negotiate.

Now that the Qingcang Kingdom is still at war with the southern border, it still follows the Burning Sky Sect and sends people to negotiate, so it can be imagined that the relationship between these two forces is no longer hidden.

"Alas, He Mufeng, what secret do you have that can make such a big wave. Xia Yunlei is still like that, he doesn't sit on a chair, but he squats cross-legged on the ground, muttering to himself.

Helping He Mufeng is really a very subtle emotion, it stands to reason that he and He Mufeng have only met twice, but there is an indescribable sense of familiarity.

forced Xia Yunlei to take the risk and suppress this matter.

"Today's dinner may be the final confrontation, my father and the king have allowed us to do this before, most of them are also to give Qingcang Kingdom and the Burning Sky Sect a disadvantage, what will happen in the end, I'm afraid it's hard to say. Xia Yunlei said.

He was sure that he, the decrepit ruler of the Southern Kingdom, could not really be ignorant of this matter.

The reason why he was able to hide the matter so smoothly must be because of the old man's acquiescence.

But at the end of today, Qingcang Kingdom and Burning Heaven Sect will go back tomorrow, so they will definitely not be able to do Tai Chi anymore, and most of them will have to make a conclusion tonight.

Whether it is a confession or a secret, it all depends on his father.

"Are you going tonight?" Zheng Sinan said, he could naturally think of these questions, he was just a little worried that Xia Yunlei was too deeply involved, and he was afraid that he would not be able to pull out.

got up and straightened his robe, drank all the wine on the desk, looked at the golden cup and said with a smile: "It's just a cup, just change it after sprinkling wine." ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the temple and basked in the sun.

The palace people outside the door knelt down when they saw His Royal Highness the prince come out, and an old man in front of him said in a low voice: "Your Highness." ”

"How long is there going to be today's dinner for the envoy of Qingcang Kingdom?"

The old slave looked respectfully at the sun slanting to the west, and said, "There are still three hours, is Your Highness going here?"

"No, I'll go and greet my father first. Waving his sleeves, Xia Yunlei walked to the side without looking back.

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"Shhh ”

In the cave, shouts and shouts kept coming.

A shirtless boy was making strange movements on a boulder, and his mouth was shouting from time to time.

"It's right, go down a little more, I think you should be able to get through the meridians a few more times." ”

"You fart, my waist is about to break!"

The boy scolded at the spirit that was pointing at him.

These two people are He Mufeng and Pei Wen after leaving the mysterious space.

Two months ago, after He Mufeng took down the stars that were as bright as day in that mysterious space, the sky swirled and directly left He Mufeng in a place where he had never been.

He Mufeng, who didn't know where he was, saw the tall and majestic Eight Poles Hall in front of him from a distance.

I was puzzled, it stands to reason that I should have returned to the Library Pavilion, but I don't want this exit and entrance to be separated by 108,000 miles.

I didn't know how to explain it after I went out, but I didn't want to be reminded by Pei Wen: "Isn't this God's help, I came here, and by the way, I took the luck of the inner courtyard." ”

This statement really woke He Mufeng up, and he was racking his brains thinking about how to enter this altar.

As a result, this directly sent him in effortlessly, so he must seize this opportunity.

It's hard to explain when you go out anyway, so just get what you want first.

In this way, after looking for half a moon in the depths of the altar, I finally found the spiritual vein in this cave.

Of course, He Mufeng definitely couldn't perceive these things, and it all relied on Pei Wen who was with him.

But when he arrived in front of him, looking at the crystal and glowing spar all over, as well as the spiritual veins and luck that appeared like a dragon there, He Mufeng was dumbfounded.

The qi veins around him were not fully opened, and if he forcibly absorbed the aura luck here, there would be only one end.

Violent death!

The aura here is too strong, just rely on the qi veins opened by He Mufeng's qi refining period, and absorb it with all his might, I'm afraid it will be directly exploded.

But if you take your time, then when He Mufeng sees luck, it will be a few years later.

But fortunately, He Mufeng has now received everything that his mother taught him, and among them, it is the Hongmeng Sword Technique that passed into his mind.

It's a sword trick, but it's a few moves, and a lot of them are all those unexplained gestures.

He didn't understand the principle, but at least He Mufeng could understand the explanation.

It can expand the qi veins of hundreds of acupoints!

Just the explanation of these few words can make He Mufeng ecstatic, and he practiced sleeplessly at that time.

But this is amazing, and it is really not so easy to cultivate.

It's just the difficulty of the action, and it's not something that ordinary people can do, and there are a total of twelve sets, and He Mufeng will feel extremely painful after each set.

The pain is a pain that penetrates deep into the meridians.

But even so, He Mufeng gritted his teeth and persevered in this month and a half.

At this point, it's just the last set of actions.

The scolding is still the usual scolding, and this pain may suffocate him to death if he is suffocated.

But the comfort and sense of accomplishment that came from the expansion of the spiritual veins after that was what kept him going.

"Today is the last few moves. Even Pei Wen began to be a little excited.

This own qi vein will only be opened after comprehending the law and breaking through the realm, and not all the meridians.

But the few sets of actions in this book can ignore the realm, which is really magical.

"Ah!! it hurts Lao Tzu to death......."

There was another burst of cursing, and after finally finishing the last action, He Mufeng rolled around on the ground twistedly, cursing in his mouth non-stop.

After a long time, after half of his face was wet with cold sweat on his forehead, He Mufeng finally survived.

There was a faint golden light all around him.

"Huh... This can even be forged?"

Seeing the golden light slowly entering He Mufeng's body, Pei Wen hurriedly stepped forward to look at him.

But I didn't want to, at this time, He Mufeng, involuntarily formed a cyclone around his body.

The aura around him was constantly inhaled into his body.

And He Mufeng himself didn't know that his eyes were blackened by the pain just now, so he lay on the ground for a long time before recovering.

When he got up, he found that the aura around him was actually converging towards him.

The pores of the whole body are also one and the same, greedily absorbing the pure aura here.

Fifty layers of Qi refining!

Fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three!

In just a few minutes, He Mufeng's cultivation without refinement for a while directly crossed more than a dozen layers!

"Is there any discomfort?" Pei Wen asked worriedly as he looked at the aura around him like a tornado hitting He Mufeng.

After looking at it and touching it, He Mufeng was also a little difficult to accept, it was simply too fast: "No, it feels quite comfortable." ”

"So what are you waiting for, let's get started. ”

According to Pei Wen's request, He Mufeng directly put his hands on the crystal clear spar and began to run the exercises.

In the depths of the altar, a mountain peak behind the Eight Poles Hall, the aura as thick as white mist, as if it was implicated by something, began to rotate non-stop.

The aura in the inner courtyard also began to involuntarily move closer to the peak.

The cultivators who were cultivating and the elders in the Eight Extremes Hall all stood up in surprise and looked at the cyclone in the distance.

A cyclone high into the dome!