Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

royal palace.

A middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on a dragon chair suddenly woke up.

With a flick of his sleeve, several jade plaques emerged one by one.

Although these jade plaques all have some small scars, but they are not concealed, and each piece is shining with fluorescence, showing its splendor.

Only the second upside-down piece was completely broken into two pieces.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and that rather coercive face instantly darkened.

"Damn it..."

"Who on earth has the guts to kill my emperor's son in the imperial city!"

Immediately, a terrifying coercion rose to the sky, which shocked all the attendants in the palace to turn pale and sweat profusely.

The wrath of the emperor in the mortal world is bleeding thousands of miles and millions, let alone the king of the fairy kingdom in the Immortal Domain.

That must be a thousand times more terrifying.

"Director Chen!" the man on the dragon chair shouted.

"The old slave is here." An old man with a tall hat and a childlike face without a beard flashed out, and bowed down under Tai Jie, who was directly in front of the dragon chair.

"Has there been any news from Qizhen Pavilion?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is no news..."

"What!" The man patted the armrest on the side of the dragon chair and stood up abruptly.

"That bastard is really becoming more and more ignorant. Could it be that a majestic prince of the fairyland can't protect a junior in his own territory?"

"I think he did it on purpose!"

The king of the Divine Wind Fairy Kingdom is naturally referring to the eighth brother who has the same father and mother.

Ever since the Fourth Prince's case happened many years ago, the two brothers, whose blood is thicker than water, have had a rift with each other, and they have been at odds for many years.

"Go! You order a thousand guards yourself, and go and capture that bastard! I want to ask him personally, who is this murderer..."

"Yes, this old slave takes orders." Mr. Chen responded, and wanted to get up and leave.

"Slow down!" A voice shouted suddenly.

The space in the middle of the Great Hall began to distort for no reason, and an old man in sackcloth came out of it.

Seeing this, the man in front of the dragon chair quickly walked down the steps and bowed down in front of the old man.

"Yunjing pays respects to grandpa!"

Manager Chen knelt on the ground again with a plop, and said reverently: "See the emperor's grandfather!"

"Okay, it's none of your business, let's go down first!" The old man looked at Mr. Chen and said.

"Yes, the old slave is retiring..."

After that, only the old man and Liu Yunjing, the current king of the Divine Wind Immortal Kingdom, remained in the Great Hall.

"Do you know why you are not allowed to go?" the former said.

"Yunjing doesn't know, please ask grandpa to express..."

The old man didn't say much, he flicked his sleeves and he was directly thrown out.

At a glance, there was a bloody hole in the center of the man's eyebrows, and it was obvious that he had cut off his vitality and died.

"Ah? Uncle was killed!" Liu Yunjing turned pale in shock.

"The one who killed him should be the same person who killed your second son." The old man said lightly.

"What!" Liu Yunjing was startled, and broke out in cold sweat.

This uncle is the Shattering Void realm who has lifted the shackles of the Seven Souls. If this level can be easily folded in the opponent's hands, then his actions just now are undoubtedly looking for death.

Fortunately, the grandfather stepped forward in time to stop all this, and also maintained the delicate balance in the imperial city at this time.

The old man continued: "Since that person was able to find the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace through the void and kill him, his Cultivation Base must have reached an unimaginable Realm."

"According to Grandfather Xian, at least he is going to the fairyland!"

"Gulu", Liu Yunjing swallowed his saliva in horror, at this moment he was too shocked to speak.

The appearance of a person who ascended to the fairyland in the imperial city definitely has the ability to easily change the situation, and even threaten the eternal foundation of the Liu family of the royal family.

"Grandpa, what should we do next..."

"You don't need to worry about the next thing, Master Xianzu has his own arrangements."

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Eight Princes Mansion.

Huo San and his party lived here temporarily.

Just because they escorted the Eighth Prince Liu Yunfeng back to the mansion safely, they were regarded as great heroes who had made great contributions to escorting him. Everyone in the mansion was respectful and treated each other sincerely.

This made Huo San feel a little bit sorry.

After all, the beating and the saving are actually the same person.

Although the Eight Princes' Mansion was not comparable to the imperial palace, nor could it be as profound as the mansion of the Feng Changsheng family such as Yang's Mansion, but it could definitely be called a unique place.

Lingshan Xiushui, cliffs and waterfalls, dense forests and valleys, etc., there are many such wonders.

What makes Huo San most proud is the rare birds and animals all over the mountains and plains. Although their quality is not high-quality, there is no problem in the Yada Festival.

According to his words, "Barely enough, and I'm not a picky eater..."

In the other courtyard where he settled down, Sun Xiaokong was alone, holding a halberd soldier, would he let out a few cheap smiles of "give it".

"Hey, tell me, the young master has sold you out, why are you back again?"

"How embarrassing, the whole young master is like a liar..."

This halberd soldier is naturally the golden halberd with dragon pattern.

At the auction, the second prince bought it at a sky-high price of 170 million catties of fairy crystals, but he never thought that this unlucky guy would be sent back in a blink of an eye. Tell me, who can justify it.

At that time, Sun Xiaokong wanted to rush into the palace in one go, and directly carry out the extermination of the family to the end.

But Huo San didn't agree.

He said that it is not the time to pull out the radishes and bring out the mud. The three radishes need to be stirred in the mud for a long time...

Sun Xiaokong didn't understand, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he couldn't rush into the palace by himself, otherwise he would be beaten at the door and delivered food to others.

On the hilltop not far from the other courtyard, there was a faint green smoke.

That's Huo San having a picnic here.

There is a pheasant and a hare on the bonfire. I don't know if these two things are good or not, anyway, they have already shown their original shape and reincarnated.

"The wisp of primordial spirit that attacked Xiaokong has the power of the peak of divine transformation, but I can feel that the shackles of the seven souls locked on its body have all been opened..." Hu Li thoughtfully.

"In the beginning, I thought that the shackles of the three souls and seven souls would be opened one by one, but now I don't think so... At least that person opened seven shackles at once."

"That's okay, anyway, you've already opened it, so you don't have to think about it anymore." Huo San looked indifferent, staring at the roasted chicken and roasted rabbit with both eyes.

Hu Li rolled his eyes, and said in a bad mood: "Of course I don't care, it's because of your little apprentice... He can fail in Heavenly Tribulation, just as unreliable as his Master..."

"Well, you are more competent as a teacher!" Huo San gave a thumbs up and teased with a chuckle.

Hu Li made a "cut" and didn't want to speak.

Huo San continued: "But that kid does have an advantage over Immortal Domain's local cultivator, at least he doesn't need Transcend Tribulation before he becomes immortal."

"Hey, did you say that similar accidents happened before?"

"There must be, endless years, hundreds of millions of creatures, there will always be a few unlucky ones..."

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