As soon as I entered my eyes, I saw the young man in white with tears and pear blossoms, and his mouth was still stuffed with a piece of pink cloth that he didn't know to find, which was accompanied by that white face, not to mention how melancholy he was. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the three servants saw their master kicking into the door, their angry eyes that could almost kill knew that they were in trouble, and immediately knelt on the ground: "Lord Wang, spare your life, we all tied up the young master according to your orders, in order to prevent him from going out and causing trouble." ”

When Di Jin heard this, his face was slightly ugly, and he looked at Li Changyu, the protector of the country, and Qu Yuangui, the current squire of the military department, but he didn't expect it! The world is as black as a crow, and this son is taught by Lao Tzu to dare to be affectionate.

"Smack!" Wang Zetian, the prince, listened, where did he dare to let these servants speak indiscriminately, and hurriedly shook his thick arms and slapped them several times in succession: "Dog slave, I told you to talk nonsense, don't hurry up and loosen the little prince." ”

Several servants covered their faces in pain, looked at Wang Zetian's frowning eyes in fear, and were so frightened that they hurriedly moved their hands to help Wang Yuxin, who fell to the ground and was tied up, and untied the tied hemp rope and the pink cloth stuffed in his mouth and threw it aside.

Wang Zetian went up to look at his son Wang Yuxin and asked warmly: "Yuxin, how is it, let my father see if there is anything wrong?"

Wang Yuxin's face is not to mention how wonderful it is, didn't you let people tie me up? Still ask me? The slightly complicated expression looked at Wang Zetian, and seemed to notice that several well-dressed young people behind him were somewhat enlightened, sighed and said: "Father, the child is fine, I don't know who these people are?" Wang Zetian hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear.

Di Jin looked at the father and son, just watching quietly as if they were watching a play, while the Protector and Qu Yuangui on the side obviously looked at Di Jin's horse, standing aside and watching Wang Zetian's performance alone.

That Wang Zetian immediately led his son Wang Yuxin to Di Jin's side, pulled his son Wang Yuxin to kneel down and said, "The little king Wang Zetian and the rebel son Wang Yuxin have seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Di Jin didn't care about these false courtesies, and looked at Wang Yuxin's woman-like shyness, so he waved his hand quite irritably: "Get up." After saying that, Di Jin walked to Wang Yuxin's side and grabbed his hand bones, and then controlled his hand to deal with him a little, took out a milky white stalactite and stroked it on Wang Yuxin's little hand, and a drop of blood was drawn on the skin and dripped on it.

Seeing the blood dripping and faintly turning into a white mist above the stalactite, which could not be dispersed for a long time, Di Jin's heart lit up: "The immortal bones of the third grade and the spiritual roots of the middle grade, such qualifications are not bad in this mortal world." ”

"The qualifications are not bad, let's say, when did you meet your ancestor?"

Wang Zetian watched from the side and was frightened, thinking that the prince was not pleasing to his son and wanted to kill his son, but when he saw Di Jin speak, he was relieved.

Wang Yuxin, a young man in white, already felt that the system was weak, and when he saw Di Jin's question, he felt a little strange in his heart and couldn't help but say: "The ancestors of my family are naturally placed on the spiritual tablets in the family, how can I see a big living person?"

Qu Yuangui, the squire of the military department, spoke at this time, he glanced at Wang Yuxin questioningly, and then spoke to Wang Zetian: "Ling Lang is so big, is it possible that he still has to hide something from His Royal Highness the Prince?" Li Changyu, the protector of the country on the side, also looked at the two of them with a hint of sharp eyes; for a while, a spiritual pressure unique to cultivators was faintly dispersed in this backyard, and immediately suppressed the two people in the palace, and couldn't help kneeling on the ground.

Di Jin's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Li Changyu, the protector of the country: "Why should the protector of the country be angry with a few secular people? ”

When the prince of the protector Li Changyu saw the prince speak, he slowly withdrew the spiritual power fluctuations around him, and glanced at the little prince Wang Yuxin fiercely: "Boy, think about it carefully, have you ever seen an old man with long gray hair, wrinkled skin on his face, and scarlet tweezers during this time. ”

Wang Yuxin and Wang Zetian's physical mortal wombs could withstand the slight leakage of the spiritual pressure of the cultivators in the foundation building period, and in an instant, the bones of the whole body began to whirring, and their legs and feet were numb with fright.

When Di Jin spoke, the momentum of the protector of the country was retracted, and Wang Yuxin, who was kneeling on the side, said with a hint of confusion when he heard his question: "If you want to talk about this appearance, I have seen it, but..."

"It's just what, don't show off to Major General Ben here!" Qu Yuangui's eyes picked up, and when he saw Di Jin's somewhat impatient expression, he hurriedly stepped forward and walked to the front, looked at Wang Yuxin and scolded.

Wang Yuxin, a pampered noble son, was so frightened that he hurriedly spoke: "But this person is a new old fisherman in my family, who is responsible for helping us collect fresh fish and meat." ”

"What? The dignified head of the inner house, the dignified Jindan Stage cultivator came to the remote Jingzhou, and he turned out to be a fisherman for a descendant?" The two of them were suddenly startled, and Di Jin's eyes were even more difficult to be angry: "Don't you know that the fisherman, no, that old man is your ancestor?"

"He didn't tell us, and besides, he doesn't look like me. Wang Zetian on the side muttered a few words quietly, and Wang Zetian immediately held his mouth down: "Rebel, you don't say a few words to me with this mouth, don't let me be presumptuous in front of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Hmph-" Di Jin snorted coldly, he still had a lot of things to deal with, if it weren't for the kindness of the old boss Wang Junli who had the grace of reinvention to him today, he wouldn't have bothered to take care of these worldly things.

"Get up, go, and take me to see where he lives. ”

"Thank you Your Highness for your forgiveness, Xiao Wang will lead His Highness and the others there. ”

Shocked by the spiritual pressure before, the muscles and bones all over the body felt numb and lost, the prince Wang Zetian and his son Wang Yuxin could only support each other, looked at the distinguished guests behind, and hurriedly walked to the front to lead the way.

At this time, the night was thick, in a simple wooden house at the back door of the palace, the old fisherman slowly took off the hat shining on his head, the long gray hair fell down, and there was no trace of fatigue on his ordinary wrinkled face, which seemed so ordinary, he slowly put down the fish basket in his hand and pushed it to the side under the wooden window.

Just as he was about to prop up the wooden pole and open the window, he saw several familiar figures, the wrinkled face exuded a slight smile, but the scarlet tweezers were more and more transparent.

At this time, Di Jin and his entourage of five finally saw the main master, only to see the old man's gray hair and scarlet tweezers looking at everyone through the wooden window, and the slight smile in the night was so weird, and it was very familiar to Di Jin.

Di Jin was a little happy when he saw it, left a few people on the side, and walked to the old man's side with a brisk walk: "Grandpa Wang, your only son has been away from the palace for so long, but I miss it very much." ”

The gray old man's tweezers moved slightly, glanced at Wang Zetian, and then looked at Wang Yuxin on the side, and then he smiled at Di Jin: "I finally came out for a trip, so I naturally want to experience the life of ordinary people." ”

Di Jin on the side looked at the surrounding environment, the thatched huts that emitted a foul smell everywhere, and even the bed was made of uneven wooden planks; and noticed the injuries on Wang Junli's body, so he asked a little impatiently: "What is the matter with this injury?"

Di Jin's expression tightened, in terms of Wang Junli's cultivation in the Jindan period, who could hurt him? It's just that when he used his spiritual power to turn around, he saw that the scars on his body seemed to be skin injuries, and he said, "This injury was injured by ordinary people?"

The gray hair of the old manager Wang Junli was messy, and the aura on his body was as plain as an ordinary old man, and he couldn't see the slightest breath of a cultivator. He didn't care about this, and smiled at Di Jin: "Lu'er, do you see if my concealment technique is very successful?"

Seeing the old manager Wang Junli say this, Di Jin exuded divine sense and spiritual power and began to perceive Wang Junli's body, until the time when he penetrated half a pillar of incense all over his body, he still didn't feel a little breath. Seeing that his heart was slightly shocked, what kind of exercise is this, and it can also hide the cultivation realm under his nose.

The old manager Wang Junli didn't say anything, but he slowly walked out of the dilapidated wooden house, and looked at Li Changyu, the protector of the country, and Qu Yuangui, the squire of the military department.

His gaze fell back on his two remote bloodline descendants, but he was a little calm, and he didn't expect that there were also people among his descendants who could practice.

"How can it end well to someone who is disrespectful?" his scarlet eyes looked around, and then said to Di Jin: "As for this method of concealing cultivation, it is the inspiration brought to me by the spiritual spring that Ta'er originally told me. ”

"When you informed me that I had descendants still alive, I felt that my bloodline should not exist in this world, and what I wanted to know more was whether anyone had inherited my Hidden Spirit Root. ”

"What is the Hidden Spirit Root?" Di Jin asked suspiciously, looking at the old manager Wang Junli.

"Hidden Spiritual Root, hence the name means to conceal the breath of the spiritual root, those who have hidden spiritual roots can conceal their own cultivation realm, and even immortal bone qualifications. The old manager Wang Junli looked at Wang Yuxin's eyes on the other side and said with some gloom.

"Oh?" Di Jin slowly turned back from the eyes of the old manager Wang Junli and looked at Wang Yuxin, who looked useless opposite, and his tone was stunned, and he slowly manifested his divine sense around him, looked at Wang Yuxin who was a few steps away and asked, "Grandpa Wang, I just don't know what the spiritual spring has to do with the spiritual root?"

"It's very simple, although the spiritual spring of the Great Zhou Cabinet has been mined and dried up, but the elixir refined by that spiritual spring will naturally form a hidden cultivation effect after adding the catalysis of my hidden spirit root bloodline. The old manager Wang Junli looked at Di Jin and said with some relief.

At this time, there was a hint of imperceptible joy in the deep eyes of Di Jin's eyes, he looked at the old manager Wang Junli and nodded, and the corners of his thin mouth turned up slightly: "So, the plan to come to Jingzhou this time can be implemented?"