Master, she devotes herself to practicing magic

Chapter 78 0077: The prince without a name
The magic door water mirror swayed, causing slight ripples on the mirror surface.

As soon as the man's body came out, his cultivation broke through the shackles like a flood, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the fourth level of foundation building, which had abruptly increased by two levels compared to before.

"Let's take a break."

Anna looked at his blank eyes and gently comforted him.

The insignificant thoughts of the man with her eyes that were neither sad nor happy completely disappeared.

"En." The voice was still hoarse but rare and clear.

The ripples in the magic door water mirror spread, and the man holding the melon seed snack pulled her arm and sat down.

"The third batch has begun."

Each of the four phantom doors has different passers-by, but the time spent on each door is the same.

The man has stayed here for a long time, and it is rare for someone to watch these people break through the level with him and talk about his feelings. Although most of them are alone, but with her, the feeling is different from when he was alone before.

Anna Lianna's dislike became more serious, and her face turned a little colder.

She doesn't like spoilers.

If this man is just talking too much, she can still bear it with a good temper, but this guy will spoil the key point, but she has nothing to do with him.

You can't keep his mouth shut, can you?
Thinking of this, Anna Lianna's pretty face became even more stinky, but the misty veil's changing face was still aloof and dignified, even the expression was perfect.

The sapphire blue mirror froze again, and the scene inside was slowly revealed.

Different from the village where the smoke is curling up, the magnificent interior decoration is exquisite and orderly, no matter how you look at it, it is a royal disciple.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince woke up, the maid on duty came belatedly to bring him tea.

"Your Highness, please wait in the main hall after washing."

The voice is neither high nor low, it is just a notification and no opinion is sought.

The man nodded, and the maid still covered up the bruises on his body, and then put on that unshakable smiling face.

The Ninth Prince Yu Guo, a person who can't even rise to the top, is the emperor's thorn in the heart.

Ten years ago when the demons invaded, even he, the high-ranking emperor, had to abandon his armor and flee for his life. There was no favorite concubine by his side. He was fortunate enough to have a laundry maid, a lowly woman, who he sent to the demon camp the next night to replace him. a way out.

Later, the country became stable, and the monks also repelled the demons. He then sat on the throne and enjoyed the supreme rights, but that time full of dust and dust became a shame that he dared not speak.

He was the first emperor of Yu country who was forced to flee for his life.

Later, a child came to the door and claimed to be his child. He asked the superintendent, Cha Zheng, and got an affirmative answer.

He has countless harems but no one has a child. Unexpectedly, something happened to the absurdity of that night. He is his eldest son but only got the false name of Ninth Prince, which shows how displeased he is.

"My child greets His Majesty."

Hearing the people below claiming to be superior, the man's face froze, his face was still calm, but his clenched fists showed his attitude.

"Ah Jiu is here?"

With a pleasant smile and a calm tone, if it weren't for the disgust in his eyes, he would really look like a kind father.

The boy nodded and smiled.

"These are Da Zong's immortals, and they came here this time to take you to cultivate immortals."

The emperor clasped his fists to salute the people next to him, and the emperor of a country was also extremely polite.

"Ah Jiu pays homage to all the immortals."

The young man smiled unabated and his tone was as light as the wind, as if he was really a well-loved young man.

Seeing the well-behaved young man, several monks also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The desires in the world are layered. Because the royal family is admired by all people, it is easy to have children with spiritual roots, but most of them refuse to cultivate immortality because of their desire for power.

"Your Highness Nine, your spiritual root aptitude is good, are you willing to follow us to start cultivating immortals?"

(End of this chapter)