Chitose Mansion, inner hall and side hall.

After Wei Zhongxian came out of Yongshou Palace, he returned to Chitose Mansion and immediately summoned Wei Ting and six dead men.

"Is there any clue?"

Wei Zhongxian, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, raised his eyes and glanced at the kneeling dead soldier below, and then asked coldly.

"When I talk to my adoptive father, I have some clues..."

The dead man said nothing, and the person who answered Wei Zhongxian was Wei Ting who was standing beside him.

"You have to hurry up, we don't have much time left!"

Wei Zhongxian picked up a small sunglass cup worth a thousand gold, filled it with fragrant tea, took a slight sniff and said: "The emperor has begun to have thoughts about our family. Today it is the emperor's sword, and tomorrow it will be our family's head."

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"The emperor has taken away the Emperor's Sword given to you by the late emperor?!"

Wei Ting was stunned. She was Wei Zhongxian's most trusted confidant, and she knew many things clearly.

Wei Zhongxian stared at the tea cup in his hand and said with a sneer: "The emperor's move is really clever. He not only eliminated Uncle Yongqing, but also took away the power in our family's hands!"

It was not until today that Wei Zhongxian could clearly see the emperor's thoughts in Yongshou Palace.

The Thirteenth Prince was just the one the Emperor pushed in front of others to resist open and covert attacks. In his mind, the person who could inherit the throne was still Prince Yu!

Uncle Yongqing's death and the confiscation of the Emperor's Sword are all paving the way for that unknown prince!

Wei Zhongxian himself knew clearly whether this emperor was fatuous or not.

"Father, I will deliver that thing to you as soon as possible!"

Wei Ting also knew that time was becoming increasingly pressing for them.

The emperor began to take away the power from Wei Zhongxian, which meant that the emperor was going to take action against the most powerful official in the world!

Wei Zhongxian waved his hand, and the six dead soldiers stood up and left the side hall silently.

After all the dead soldiers left, Wei Zhongxian said to Wei Ting: "What did Emperor Wuxiang say?"

"Only by luring him out of the Central Plains can he be killed!"

Wei Ting frowned slightly and said, "Are they really that powerful?"

"Haha, our family has served emperors of two dynasties, and now we have traces of them."

Wei Zhongxian smiled lightly and continued: "There is no reason to talk about this kind of thing. If it weren't for them, our family would never go to the Wuxiang Emperor!"

"Although Emperor Wu is powerful, he is not invincible. Why would my adoptive father choose him alone?"

Wei Ting still didn't understand why Wei Zhongxian chose the Wuxiang Emperor when there were many martial arts masters in the world.

Wei Zhongxian stared at the words Fu Lu Shou carved on the tea slip and said softly: "Because he is also the emperor..."

What Wei Zhongxian was afraid of was the three powerful auras that Zhao Yu could feel when entering Yongshou Palace.

And Wei Zhongxian also understood that if he wanted to get rid of these three people around the emperor, the royal family would have to do it!

After Wei Ting left, Wei Zhongxian raised his hand slightly and brushed the seemingly ordinary tea slip in front of him.

Kaka...

After a crisp sound of interlacing mechanisms, the tea slip originally embedded in the ground split from the middle.

A long and narrow brocade box gradually rose up from the hidden compartment under the tea slip.

Wei Zhongxian took the long box, gently brushed it with his withered palms, and murmured to himself: "Throughout the ages, the most honorable thing for an eunuch is to be crowned a king..."

Looking at the long box in his hand, Wei Zhongxian's face gradually turned red, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

"But our family wants to be an unprecedented emperor without roots!!"

He gently opened the long box a crack and looked at the objects inside. Wei Zhongxian smiled strangely and said: "Using dragon energy to nourish a body that lacks yang, and inheriting the power of energy and luck, you can obtain the way of heaven..."

"The power of luck!"

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In the afternoon, I went to Zhao Yu's house.

"Are you OK?"

Zhao Yu stared at the pale Erha with some embarrassment.

He also didn't expect that the power of the golden bell could be so incredible.

Originally, in Zhao Yu's memory, martial arts such as the Golden Bell Shield had a certain power, but they were definitely not top-notch martial arts.

Unexpectedly...

After Zhao Yu rotated the golden bell, the Gang Qi came out of his body, forming a golden bell, covering himself tightly.

Not only that, there are inscriptions flashing on the golden bell. Looking at the effect, it seems to have gone beyond the scope of basic martial arts.

On a whim, Zhao Yu immediately transformed into a little golden man in the second episode, wanting to see who could win between the indestructible power of the Vajra and the golden bell.

And the result was that when Erha transformed into a golden man and punched Zhao Yu...

Zhao Yu didn't feel anything at all, but Erha spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

No one thought that the counterattack force of this golden bell that had reached the twelfth level would be so terrifying.

In Zhao Yu's opinion, it is also possible that Erha's Vajra Indestructible Magic is just for beginners. After all, there is a big difference between his inner breath and success.

But when faced with Zhao Yu's inquiry, Erha rolled his eyes.

What's more, this was because I was afraid of hurting Zhao Yu at first, so I didn't use all my strength.

Otherwise, according to Erha's own feeling, it was not as simple as vomiting blood just now!

It seems that the story of Patriarch Bodhidharma standing still and being beaten by hundreds of masters for dozens of days without eating, drinking or sleeping, but still unscathed in the end, is not a fabrication!

However, Zhao Yu is also lucky to have a system backpack, otherwise even if he has the secret book, Zhao Yu may not choose to practice this invincible magical skill!

The reason is very simple. The early practice method of this thing is not only abnormal, it is simply abnormal!

To sum it up in one sentence, get beaten!

First the stick, then the blunt knife, and then step by step, after the six levels, the method of inner breath movement!

And it also involves some more mysterious things, Buddha nature!

Just like what the sweeping monk said in Zhao Yu's memory, practicing this kind of murderous method will produce anger, which must be resolved with corresponding Buddhist methods.

And the eminent monks who can meditate to this level of Buddhism don't bother to practice this kind of murderous method anymore!

Buddha?

Zhao Yu understands the Buddha nature of a basket!

"Young Master, use your time, Yuyan retreats first!"

While Zhao Yu and Erha were talking, Jiang Yuyan put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

"Um?"

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that something was wrong with Jiang Yuyan's expression.

"Not feeling well?"

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan and asked with a slight frown.

"No, Yuyan is bored and wants to go out for a walk..."

After saying that, Jiang Yuyan got up and left the mansion with her four maids.

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan walking out of the mansion with four maids, and shook his head slightly.

He is not a fool, so he naturally knows that if he goes out, these four maids will never come back!

However, Zhao Yu didn't say much.

They are always a disaster if they stay by your side.
Chapter completed!