"Little bunny, you're running fast! go, come home with me!"

When Wang Zimo sighed with emotion, he suddenly felt that a subtle change had occurred in his body, which was a sublimation in the realm, as if it was a sign that he was about to shed his mortal womb.

Without waiting for him to investigate, he saw an old man and a young man coming from the street to the bottom of the Fengtian Tower.

The old man was extremely sloppy, with a white beard covering his face, and there were grains of rice on it. Only from his red nose and forehead can be seen that although this person is old, his face is full of red, and he is obviously not the same as the flower child on the street.

And the girl Wang Zimo who followed the sloppy old man knew that it was Lu Zhidie, who took care of him for half a moon in Lu Mansion.

Today, Lu Zhidie wore an apricot yellow emerald tunic suit, with a light blue sash tied around her waist along her chest from the goose neck, the blue was very light and light, and it was as shallow as the sky.

Letting the two into the house, the prince stared at the sloppy old man for a long time.

He didn't speak, it wasn't that he didn't want to speak, on the contrary, there were too many things to say in Wang Zimo's stomach. Is his surname Wang or Lu, should he be called Wang Mo or Lumo?

I have been holding back such a question in my heart for a long time.

Every teenager has the idea of asking their ancestors in their hearts, they think about life, think about the roots, and how to define themselves, look for role models among their ancestors, drive themselves to forge ahead, and use the brilliance of their ancestors to illuminate the direction of progress.

At this time, Wang Zimo was confused.

Judge Lu said that his mother's surname was Lu's father's surname was Wang, and Lu Zimo was written on the Yin Book, but Mrs. Lu said that he was a member of the Lu family, and the blood of the Lu family flowed in his body. said that on the day he was born, the emperor star was built, and he also got a hexagram like a water thunder tun.

Why is your life labeled so much by others?

He wanted to ask the old man in front of him, but he couldn't say it. This kind of privacy is a personal psychology, and it has nothing to do with others.

"My surname is Wang!"

"Your surname is Lu!"

"My father's surname is Wang, and my mother's surname is Lu!"

"It doesn't matter, the bloodline of the Lu family is male or female, the huge bloodline cannot be changed!"

"No, I only have half of the Lu family's bloodline!"

The sloppy old man suddenly stared at Wang Zimo's dark eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hands, pinning Wang Zimo's mouth like an eagle's claws.

The majestic bloodline impacted the old man's fingers, and the bloodline power that was more vigorous than the Lu family was in front, leading the unique bloodline of the Lu family to start again and again.

The old man was stunned, there was a more prosperous inheritance than the Lu family.

"What's your father's name?"

"Wang Jiang!"

"Wang Jiang?"

The sloppy old man frowned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure out who this Wang Jiang was.

Maybe he hid his real name.

However, in Kunxu, the Wang family is not a big surname, and there are so many families who have never heard of anyone with such a strong bloodline. actually compared the bloodline of the Lu family.

"Come back to Lu's house with me, where you can have all the resources, grow fast, and have a bright future. ”

After speaking, the sloppy old man spread out his hands, pursed his lips and blew his beard and continued: "Look here, fight and kill, maybe one day you will burp." ”

"Crow's mouth, you're just burping!" the prince gave him a silent glance.

"He's your great-grandfather, how can you speak!"

Although Lu Zhidie often screamed as a "sloppy old man", she suddenly felt awkward when she heard Wang Zimo say this. It's like your own patent, everyone else has to be respectful, and only you can call and drink.

"If I don't go back, I'll go to Yong'an Palace tomorrow for a first-class state banquet!"

"You!

The sloppy old man took Lu Zhidie away, and on the long street, he asked Lu Zhidie: "How about this person being your wishful husband?"

"Grandpa!"

Lu Zhidie snorted, and suddenly blushed, like a sunset in the west, red and beautiful.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the prince asked Jian Xin to invite the helmsmen and Xue Qingyi to Fengtian Tower.

Jian Xin is the little priest of Mishui Palace, one of the five people that Wang Zimo let go, and he has been playing very well with Bai Su recently.

From Jian Xin's mouth, Wang Zimo learned that the two little priests who did not return to the Mishui Palace chose to go home in seclusion, and since they were safe, Wang Zimo was relieved.

Jian Xin is very smart and clever, she was left by Xue Qingyi by Wang Zimo's side, and she took care of everything, and she was specially promoted to a middle priest.

After a while, Fengtian Tower was full of people, all kinds of people, some of whom the prince knew and those who did not know. But what they all have in common is that they are very respectful to the prince, and the prince can sense that they are from the heart.

Now the high priest Xue Qingyi and the six helmsmen of the Bagua Pavilion have known each other for a long time, and the one helmsman of the Qitian Pavilion and the five helmsmen of the Jishi Pavilion are still very good.

After reporting the name, the prince silently explained the situation, and then led a group of people towards the Han Palace, which was in the fairyland north of the city.

Standing in front of Yong'an Palace, Wang Zimo suddenly felt that his group of people was similar to asking for food, and this feeling didn't need to be said by others, and he felt uncomfortable.

King Han sat on the dragon chair and looked down at the ministers, and he bowed his head to signal that the palace maids were busy, and after a while, a plate of food full of color and fragrance was served on the table.

Wine and food, this is a first-class state banquet.

Wang Zimo found that many of these meals were carved from the essence of heaven and earth, and the most essential part of it was taken, and the shape of the carving alone was dazzling, with young phoenixes, auspicious dragons, eagle falcons, and gluttonous ......

These are still cold dishes, as for the hot dishes are more complicated, exquisite plating, rich ingredients, are rare things in Jiuli, but a large number of them appear here.

It is impossible for King Han to poison such a meal, and no one can do anything that destroys the heavens.

"There are three reasons for today's banquet for all Aiqing!"

At the end of the meal, King Qi Han Weiwei spoke: "One is to congratulate Wang Zimo on becoming the new leader of the Fengtian God Sect. ”

King Han raised his glass, and everyone drank together.

The wine was soft in the mouth, Wang Zimo instantly remembered his mother-in-law's chewing wine, and secretly glanced at Xue Qingyi, I don't know if she has started to prepare for this matter.

But seeing that Xue Qingyi also looked at him, as if he knew what Wang Zimo was thinking, he hooked his red lips and smiled slightly.

This smile suddenly made Wang Zimo want to take off half of her copper mask and make a beautiful face.

"The second is that the sect leader exposes the conspiracy of the gods, and the blessing of the common people is indispensable!"

King Han raised his glass again, and everyone drank together.

Wang Zimo glanced at Xue Qingyi again, but saw her nodding, and finally answered Wang Zimo's question.

"Three, I decided to canonize the prince Mo as the king of Fengtian, and the Fengtian God Sect as the state religion of my Han and Tang Dynasties, teach the country to be of one heart, and reach the gods together!"

Everyone didn't know what medicine was sold in Hanwang's gourd, so they raised their glasses and drank together.

Wang Zimo looked at Xue Qingyi again, not knowing what her appearance was under the mask. Xue Qingyi was also looking at him, smiling, raising his onion white jade hand and touching the cold copper face.

But he saw that the king of Han raised his black eyebrows, glanced at the prince silently, raised the wine glass and said: "King Fengtian!"

"King Fengtian?"

Seeing that Wang Zimo still ignored him, he was slightly angry, lowered his voice, and passed directly into Wang Zimo's ears: "Aiqing, don't fall in love in front of me, why don't you accept the order soon?"

The prince was silently frightened, glanced at King Han, and hurriedly got up and said, "The minister accepts the order, thank you Lord Longen!"

Then he began to say some painless words, Wang Zimo gulped down the essence of heaven and earth, and he deeply felt that he was about to break through, not only in the realm, but also in cultivation.

The feeling grew stronger and stronger, so strong that he could only fill himself with food.

For a while, this uneaten sect leader became a wonder at the first-class state banquet, and King Han could only laugh awkwardly, and the old fox's tail had not yet been revealed.

"Boy, eat, eat, kill you!"

King Han thought evilly, although it was an impossible thing, but in his heart, he was still very happy. Suddenly, King Han narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Zimo in a daze, this bastard had swept away the heaven and earth spirit essence all over the table, and was raising his head and looking at him.

State banquet, and a first-class state banquet.

Seeing Wang Zimo's eyes, it seems that he is not full, if this spreads, wouldn't it end up with the reputation of King Han as stingy?

Although his heart was painful, the king of Han still ordered someone to prepare another table of meals of the same specification.

But what happened next made him dumbfounded, and he couldn't regret it, and he wanted to strangle Wang Zimo to death, lift his feet upside down and make him vomit them all!

Another table.

Another table.

Also a table.

Everyone stopped eating, just staring at Wang Zimo and eating a lot, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

In this way, Wang Zimo ate five tables full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, although one table shrank more than the other, but King Han was still heartbroken.

Finally, I waited for Wang Zimo to stop, but I saw that he actually burped in front of everyone, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

What is he playing?

Is it cultivation?

King Han's face became more and more gloomy.

This......

It's so presumptuous, I don't even take it seriously!

The fathers-in-law on the side squeaked their eyebrows, but they didn't dare to squeak one step ahead of King Han.

As time passed, Wang Zimo's body became brighter and brighter.

King Han didn't say that he was dismissed, and no one dared to leave.

A group of people watched in amazement as Wang Zimo practiced from dawn to dark, and then to the sun rising and setting.

If three days passed, everyone was staggered and couldn't open their eyes, and the prince was lazy, and when he looked up, he saw King Han staring at him with his face close to his face.

"Look at the ...... yarn"

The prince was startled, and almost punched him.

Moved his body back, King Han did not move, the prince waved his hand silently, but King Han still did not move.

Finally, the prince tacitly determined that the king of Han had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

The prince silently twisted his ass in front of King Han, stretched out his finger and made an extremely rough gesture, turned his head and ran away.

Although King Han's brain was asleep, his eyes recorded Wang Zimo's actions in his memory. This also became a trick for the King of Han to blackmail Wang Zimo in the future, forcing Wang Zimo to tell him what realm was above Liangyi.

"Young master, what are you doing these days, the door on the other side of the Guixin Building is about to be demolished!"

As soon as Wang Zimo walked out of the palace, he saw Li Zhiwen coming up, and hundreds of hall masters behind him were waiting for him, and he had the posture of rushing into the palace to grab people.

"I ...... Hiccup!"

Before he could speak, Wang Zimo burped, and a fermented taste of blood ginseng grabbed Li Zhiwen a stumbling eye, "King Han is too enthusiastic, he has five tables of dishes, and he won't let him go if he can't finish eating! Hey, I'm too enthusiastic, I'm too embarrassed!"

What is shameless, this is shameless!

He told Li Zhiwen to let the hall masters stay outside the palace first, and wait until the high priest and helmsman came out before returning to the Heavenly God Sect.

While walking towards the Guixin Building, Wang Zimo used his divine sense to investigate the current realm

The first thing that catches your eye is the change of the pole, at this time the pole has rushed out of the dantian, and the primordial spirit that has become a teenager is sent to the middle dantian and the middle acupoint.

This is the sign of shedding the mortal womb and entering the holy realm.

If the Yuan Shen becomes the same as himself, and is sent into the Upper Dantian Yintang Acupoint by the Polar Pillar, it should be a divine realm!

I don't know if King Han's heartache hurts this time?

The prince thought evilly, and when he saw the crowd of people in Guixinlou, as if rushing to a temple fair, he grinned and teased: "My heart hurts very much at this time!"