I really became a king.

Chapter 505: Generational Inheritance
When Fan Huai entered the Yinshan Secret Realm three years ago, he was already a martial arts expert at the sixth level.

During the three years I was stationed in Taimang, I gained a lot of insights. If I were in Manghuang Continent again, I could have tried to reach the seventh level of martial arts.

However, he does not have the secret technique to condense his own Dharma image or the essence of beasts and plants. If he wants to break through to the seventh level of martial arts, he can only rely on chance.

In fact, this has always been a weakness of Prince Yi's Mansion, as it does not have its own secret technique to condense its martial arts.

You know, in the wild continent, even those small secular and otherworldly sects will have a secret technique exclusive to their own sect.

Once you have met the sect's requirements for cultivation, the sect will bestow this secret technique.

There is just a difference between strong and weak. The condensed secret techniques of small sects and the martial aspect (Dharma aspect) have little power, or even no combat effectiveness. It is simply a step to advance to the seventh realm.

Even so, any sect would regard its own exclusive secret skills as treasures and would not easily pass them on to others.

Fan Huai didn't expect the opportunity to come so suddenly.

When he saw the thin bamboo only seven inches high in the center of the courtyard, he was just curious at first, because this small red bamboo seemed a bit out of place in the spacious courtyard.

But he was immediately drawn in, and the blood power in his body surged, and his cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to loosen.

He didn't even understand what was going on. After just two cups of tea, his cultivation level soared and he could no longer control it.

But he knew where this was and tried to suppress it, but when he knew he couldn't do it anymore, he uttered the previous sentence.

"Don't think too much, just focus on breaking through."

Jiang Yi did not expect such a scene to happen, but he was sincerely happy that he had another seventh-level strong man under his command.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the opportunity!"

Fan Huai bowed to Jiang Yi, then sat cross-legged in the courtyard, concentrating on concentrating on his own innate martial arts.

When condensing the martial form, there will be strange phenomena. The long-browed ancestor waved his hand and set up a formation to conceal the aura, completely isolating the opponent from the outside world.

"This thin red bamboo... is actually an inherited treasure?" Jiang Yi still couldn't believe it.

The Long Eyebrow Patriarch glanced at him, as if he was curious that Jiang Yi didn't know yet, but he still nodded and said, "It should be correct..."

Jiang Yi still couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

The red bamboo in the left hand and the stone mountain in the right hand, these two things really emerged from his palms, they are actually inherited treasures?

However, when he saw that Fan Huai had already condensed a phantom of a martial artist, he knew that this was true.

"Since this red bamboo is an inherited treasure... then the stone mountain should also be one!" Jiang Yi suddenly thought of the small stone mountain that he had placed in his daughter's courtyard.

At this time, the long-browed ancestor who had been looking at Jiang Yi with a strange look spoke up: "Your Highness's luck is really... It's ok to have a companion spirit treasure, but it's actually an inherited treasure..."

After saying this, his calm state of mind suddenly broke down and he felt an indescribable envy.

I envy Jiang Yi's good fortune. No wonder he could rise so quickly in such a short period of time.

"Congratulations, Prince Yi. With this red bamboo in hand, you are now qualified to establish your own sect!" The Changmei Patriarch finally just sighed.

Founding a new sect is the long-cherished wish of many powerful practitioners, but very few can achieve it.

A very important reason is that there is no inherited treasure. Even if a mountain gate is built, it will ultimately be a mirage.

Of course, many of the most powerful people possess a secret technique that can condense their innate martial form (Dharma form), but most of the secret techniques have very harsh conditions for practice.

The most common one is that it requires some kind of rare treasures to assist, but how can rare treasures be so easy to obtain?

Secret techniques like this that have strict conditions are definitely not suitable for establishing a school.

Only the secret techniques with extremely low or even no threshold are the best choice for establishing a sect.

However, there are too few such secret techniques, and most of them are too mediocre. Even if one can use them to enter the seventh realm, the combat power will not be very strong.

This is also the current situation of the vast majority of secular and small sects. The sect’s exclusive secret techniques are mediocre and are only used as a means to break through the seventh realm.

Only those secret techniques inherited by the major sects, although the threshold is low or even non-existent, once mastered, the combat power will soar. As for the thin red bamboo in front of him, the long-browed ancestor was looking forward to it.

"Establish a sect?" Jiang Yi said softly as he looked at the small bamboo standing against the wind.

The current Prince Yi's Palace has become a force in its own right, with unified commands and strong cohesion, so there seems to be no need to establish a new sect.

However, Jiang Yi was somewhat tempted. He had always had a plan, which was to let the Prince Yi's Mansion have its own cultivation system.

Starting a new sect seems to be a good choice...

Or it could be the founding of another school of thought, such as the military academy model in previous lives.

"It's done!?"

Jiang Yi, who was secretly planning the future model of establishing his own sect, heard the slightly surprised voice of the Changmei Patriarch in his ears.

Turning around, he saw Fan Huai sitting cross-legged, with blood surging around him and his fighting power soaring. A giant white bear appeared behind him, which was his condensed innate martial form.

The expression of the old ancestor Changmei was somewhat excited. The fact that he could cultivate his inherent martial arts form so quickly and on the spot showed that he had comprehended a secret technique that had no threshold to entry.

Moreover, the combat power has soared, which shows that this secret technique is very powerful and not the mediocre secret technique of small sects or schools.

Jiang Yi silently looked at Fan Huai's innate martial arts and sighed secretly.

It was not the kind of martial form he expected, which was completely condensed from the power of his own bloodline, but was cultivated with the help of some secret technique.

But he soon calmed down. He should be satisfied to have three inherited treasures at the same time.
In just a few cups of tea, Fan Huai broke through to the seventh level of martial arts.

However, this matter was not spread out. Only the three people present knew that the entire general's mansion, no, it should be said that the Zhuliu Villa, was still operating in an orderly manner.

After Fan Huai achieved a breakthrough, the first thing he did was to hand over the secret techniques he had comprehended to Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi refused.

"This is your own opportunity. You don't need to hand it over to me."

Jiang Yi refused. As a practitioner, his innate martial arts ability could be said to be the most crucial trump card, containing the practitioner's greatest secret.

As a superior, Jiang Yi had no intention of prying into the secrets of his subordinates.

If you don't even have this kind of broad mind, how can you rule Prince Yi's Palace, and how can you fight in the future great struggles!
"Your Highness... This is a superior secret technique, and the threshold is extremely low, with almost no restrictions..." Fan Huai was a little at a loss for a moment.

As far as he knew, many sects and forces, including the Baiyue Dynasty, required their disciples to hand over the secret skills they had obtained.

Even in the two holy places of the secluded sects, after the disciples have comprehended the secret technique through the inherited treasure, they must report this secret technique to the sect.

But for our prince, it is just the opposite.

"Keep it for yourself. I just hope you won't pass it on easily in the future. If you want to pass it on, you must report it to me first. This is the only thing I ask of you!"

Jiang Yi looked at Fan Huai with a calm tone, but his tone revealed a sense of unquestionableness.

"I obey your orders and will not spread it without permission!" Fan Huai bowed his head and said.

"Get up..." Jiang Yi smiled and waved his hand, then said: "But if you want to pass it on to your children and grandchildren, you don't have to ask me for a treasure."

Fan Huai was excited. This was tantamount to allowing him to pass down this secret technique as a family inheritance from generation to generation.

But he did not accept it immediately, but kowtowed again and said: "Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty. I dare not do it. Even if I want to pass it on to my children and grandchildren, I will ask Your Majesty for permission first."

Jiang Yi smiled and didn't dwell on this topic.

The long-browed ancestor next to him sighed again in his heart. This breadth of mind and courage have surpassed ninety-nine percent of the practitioners.

Although it will cause the secret skills to be lost, it will make the subordinates grateful. After all, no one wants their biggest secret to be controlled by others.

As long as Prince Yi's Mansion stands, this gratitude will be passed down from generation to generation.

(End of this chapter)