Mu Yu played with this Qingfeng boat, at the beginning it was only the size of a palm, and as long as it was infused with spiritual power, it could be raised to the size of fifty square meters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The joy on Mu Yu's face was not hidden, which made the middle-aged monarch very happy, after the death of the old ancestor immortal, the power of the Dong'an royal family will undoubtedly drop to the next level, if it is changed to before, it is nothing, after all, the Dong'an royal family has the support of the four major sects behind him, as long as he does not make a big mistake, the four sects will not easily remove the royal family and the monarch, and he is not afraid that those immortal cultivators will have different thoughts.

However, now that the foreign enemy has broken through the country, and there is an extremely serious famine inside, and the peasant uprisings have risen one after another, the four major sects have been exhausted to take care of themselves, how can he, a small monarch in the secular world, have too much protection thought?

Don't look at Mu Yu's cultivation of refining eight, his combat effectiveness is not bad at the level of the Qi refining period, but once things exceed the situation he can control, or he feels that there is danger, he will not hesitate to give up the middle-aged monarch and the entire Dong'an royal family to save his life.

But now, if you take other people's hands and eat people's mouths, you have to put more protective thoughts and vigilance against crises!

But Mu Yu doesn't regret it, a low-grade acquired spirit treasure can take a risk!

Practicing together is not a smooth sail, full of ups and downs and fetters, but also a combination of danger and opportunity. It is a good thing to seek stability, but it is difficult to go higher and farther on the road of immortality by blindly seeking stability!

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After the middle-aged monarch politely invited Mu Yu out of the royal library, he looked at his back, and as soon as he accepted his smiling expression, he was covered with boundless sorrow.

"Ancestor, it's really not the right time for your old man to pass away...... the middle-aged monarch mourned, and then burst into tears.

Is it easy to be the king of a country? I also want to be a hero, revive Dong'an, and strengthen the royal family!

But yourself, after all, is ...... There is a heart, but there is no power......

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Four days have passed since the trip to the Royal Library Pavilion.

Mu Yu has been able to skillfully control the Qingfeng boat, and with full urging, he can travel thousands of miles a day without worry.

It's just that, like other spiritual treasures, this Qingfeng Boat requires too much mana, and with Mu Yu's current cultivation, it can last for half an hour at most.

However, the magic weapon of the Lingbao is originally a magic weapon used by the foundation building monks, and only the foundation building monks can exert the spirit treasure to the strongest power.

"With this Qingfeng Boat and the speed of the wolf boots, even if I face a foundation building monk, I have the ability to escape!" Mu Yu said secretly.

When Mu Yu remembered the wolf boots, he couldn't help but think of that playful face.

Then, Mu Yu was slightly stunned, his expression showed dazedness, he frowned slightly, I don't know why, Yang Yutang's impression has been deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory, whenever he thinks of it, there will be a trace of throbbing......

"Hahaha, that's right! After all, Yutang is my only relative in this world, since he is the master's daughter, I have the responsibility and task to take care of her!"

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Beijing, a street in Xifang, in front of a mansion.

A palanquin slowly approached and stopped in front of the mansion.

The curtain was raised, revealing a delicate and elegant face. This is a young man, about 20 years old, dressed in a brocade robe, with an extraordinary bearing, either rich or expensive.

There were only four palanquin men and six house slaves accompanying him, all of whom were third-rate martial artists who knew some superficial kung fu.

Although their martial arts are not famous in the rivers and lakes, after all, this capital is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and robbery cases rarely occur on weekdays, and there are also officials and foot soldiers patrolling the streets at night, and there is no danger at all.

The young man glanced up at the plaque, and saw three large gilded characters imprinted on it:

Thousand Bamboo Garden!

This mansion, which is not well-known in the capital, belongs to a very normal mansion courtyard.

But if someone could recognize the young man on the spot, that idea would have been overturned.

Just because, this brocade-robed young man is the seventh son of the monarch of Dong'an, the current seventh prince!

Knock! Knock!

There were three knocks on the door, and behind the door, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Immediately, the door "creaked" open, revealing a gloomy and emaciated face.

"Senior brother, please come in, the ancestor has been waiting for a long time. The emaciated man said in a dry tone.

The Seventh Prince hurriedly responded, trotted into the Thousand Bamboo Garden, and came to a side courtyard with a familiar car.

Pushing the door in, the Seven Princes stood in front of a statue, their heads bowed, and their heads bowed.

"Come in!" a voice came from the statue, and there was a "boom" sound, and the table under the statue collapsed, revealing a deep hole in the ground, with a stone staircase connecting to the bottom.

The Seventh Prince looked up at the statue, about a person tall, his hair was scattered on the back of his chest, his beard was very long, his eyes were slightly staring, which made his face a little terrifying, the statue carved out of an old man, it was an eighty-year-old man, dragging a big black spider in his left hand, holding a centipede in his right hand, and a giant python wrapped around his neck, as well as scorpions and toads, attached to his body.

Walking into the deep cave, the eyes suddenly open up, and it is a large underground space.

In this underground space, there are dark black furnaces, some flames are burning vigorously, poisonous insects are rolling in the furnaces, making terrifying screams, and young people with pale faces are guarding those stoves, chanting incantations, pinching hands, as if they are practicing something.

The Seven Princes walked through the furnace area, the heat in the air faded, and the temperature dropped instantly, becoming a little cold. A miserable cool breeze blew, which also made the Seven Princes shiver.

At the end of the corridor, there was a small space, and at the top of this underground room, there were seven or eight night pearls arranged in a circle, casting a white sheen, like moonlight.

The Seventh Prince glanced at the old man sitting on an ice bed, and his appearance was the same as the statue outside.

"Disciple to meet the master, I wish the master a long life!" the seventh prince knelt down on his knees, and said with a respectful and reverent face.

"Idiot, get up. The old man's voice was hoarse, and there was a sense of indifference.

The Seventh Prince lowered his head beside the old man, glancing at his side face, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and his eyes revealed a memory.

About ten years ago, when the Seventh Prince was still a child, he was favored by the monarch of Dong'an, opened a mansion early, and moved out of the palace to live in the world. There are great Confucian talents beside him to impart knowledge, and the elders of the royal family teach him shrewd martial arts, and the scenery is unparalleled for a while, second only to the great prince who has become the crown prince.

Many people are speculating whether the current saint intends to support the Seven Princes as the future monarchs? And the eldest prince, the crown prince, is just pushing the unlucky ones to the surface and attracting hatred and attention?

The princes and ministers speculated one after another, suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and waited for the changes.

In the following three years, the Seven Princes rose rapidly like a comet, Wen Taowu was proficient in everything, and he was modest, courteous and virtuous, and won the support of the ministers, since then, the court of Dong'an Kingdom has been divided into three parties, one is the princeling, one is the Seven Princes' Party, and there is the neutral faction. Although the rest of the princes have worked hard to develop their power and expand their influence, they are not comparable to the princelings and the Seven Princes, and have been marginalized in the battle for the crown princes.

In the second year after the establishment of the three major parties in the imperial court, the Seven Princes went out hunting, and a sudden accident caused him to fall off the cliff.

And that old man later became the master of the Seven Princes, a great monk who claimed to be the ancestor of the Five Poisons Sect!

The Five Poisons Sect is not well-known in the immortal cultivation world, and it is even less famous in the secular world and the martial arts world.

However, the strength of this Five Poisons Sect should not be underestimated, there is one ancestor in the early stage of foundation building, one sect master of the ninth layer of the qi refining period, four eight elders of the refining period, eight deacons of the seventh refinement, and the rest are a large number of qi refining one or two layers, and there are more than seventy disciples under the fifth layer.

This power, placed in any Qi refining family, is enough to rank in the first place, even if it is a thousand-year-old foundation building family, it can be ranked in the top ten!

At first, the Five Poisons Sect was just a Jianghu sect, its predecessor was the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, which was good at poisoning and poisoning, and the people in the rivers and lakes talked about its color change, and later because it offended the only remaining martial arts giant in the martial arts world, under the call of this giant, tens of thousands of decent martial artists attacked the lair of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and most of the disciples were killed and injured, and Taishang and the sect master died in battle.

After ten years, a remnant of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect returned from traveling, self-taught poison cultivation, cultivated to reach the fifth layer of the Qi refining period, and successively entered the location of more than 30 rivers and lakes of decency, poisoned more than 20,000 Jianghu people, and then because of the alarm of the imperial court, he chose to retreat, and created the Five Poisons Sect in an inaccessible place, and after more than 30 years, the ancestor of the Five Poisons Sect, by chance, broke through the foundation building period at the age of fifty-three, and his life span rose sharply, and his mana increased day by day.

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"The old man can support you to ascend to the throne, but when you become the emperor, you need to make the Five Poisons Sect the only state religion and crown the old man as the national teacher of the Mandate of Heaven!"

One night, the ancestor of the Five Poisons Sect showed a hideous face, and the Seven Princes knew that if he refused on the spot, this ruthless, perverse and violent old devil would definitely slap himself to death, and then he would hide from the world, or give up this ambition, or maybe find another goal.

However...... When the Seventh Prince learned of the true intentions of the Deep Palace, his heart was already full of despair and fear, and he had an increasingly deep and unwilling killing intent!

"Please help me, Master, I am willing to share the world with Master in the future!" the Seven Princes knelt down and kowtowed.

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"What are you thinking?" On the ice bed, the Five Poisons Sect Ancestor opened his eyes and said indifferently.

The Seventh Prince woke up and said without concealment: "The apprentice is recalling the past with his master. ”

"Do you regret it?"

The Seventh Prince was slightly stunned, his fists clenched, and his eyes showed a sense of hatred, "When that man in the palace treats the apprentice like this, there will be no family affection between us!" (To be continued.) )