Dao Fruit

"Prince? They call this man Prince?"

After listening to the words of the people around them, Hu Qi and Dai Guo stood up from their chairs, staring at the young man with doubts on their faces.

"Everyone, get up." The young man waved slightly, his words showing an approachable tone, and the maids and servants stood up in response.

After doing this, he turned his eyes and glanced at Hu Qi and Dai Guo. He took a few steps forward, cupped his hands at the two of them and said, "I haven't asked these two great names yet."

"Don't dare! The villain Hu Da (Dai Er)." Hu Qi and Dai Guo's expressions changed, and they each waved their hands. After seeing the situation just now, they still couldn't guess the identity of this young man, "Are you... the prince?" King Yan?”

Seeing the panic of the two people, the young man's brows slightly relaxed, but his face remained calm, and he chuckled: "It's Xiao Wang, these two warriors, it seems that they have made breakthroughs in the day after tomorrow, and they have already acquired innate cultivation. I don't know if they are masters." From what door?”

In the world of martial arts, there is a distinction between acquired and innate. The so-called acquired is actually the first level of monks, the foundation-building level of life cultivation, and breaking through the innate means reaching the second level of monks, life cultivation of soul.

"This..." Hu Qi and Dai Guo were even more flattered when they saw a prince being so courteous to them. They even felt confused in their hearts. Fortunately, their cultivation was there and they were able to maintain their clarity.

After getting excited, Hu Qi shook his head and said, "Your Majesty asked me, and I should have told you the truth, but my young master is not here, so we can't make the decision on these matters."

Hu Qi obviously heard the solicitation in King Yan's words, but their inheritance was shady, so how could they say it? Moreover, now that he has become a member of the Qiu family, he is a servant of Qiu Yan. Along the way, he has also developed a desire to belong to him. How could he be betrayed in just a few words?

King Yan frowned slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. Instead, he showed admiration and nodded: "You are two truly loyal men! I really admire Xiao Wang. Let's do this. Xiao Wang prepared some thin wine and asked the two heroes to move over and drink together. Let's have a good chat. "You two must have some stories in the world, you might as well tell them to me."

Hu Qi shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, you have made an appointment with my young master. Do you want to meet in the main hall? It's not good to stay here with us."

King Yan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I have sent someone to inform Mr. Qiu. He will join you soon. I heard from the people below that this person is very eloquent and knowledgeable. I hope to wait for a while." At the table, I can ask him for advice."

With that said, he took the lead and stepped out.

Hu Qi and Dai Guo were surrounded by the people around them and followed them. Although their cultivation was extraordinary. But when faced with Prince Darui, he felt humble and had to exercise caution first. How could he dare to refuse again and again.

only. Hu Qi chewed on the last words spoken by King Yan, but felt that there was something in them, a sense of gloating. And of course he would not forget that when the prince came in, he was very contemptuous of Qiu Yan. It was only after he mentioned it again and again that he changed his tune.

"What did King Yan have in mind? We agreed to go see the young master, but instead he ended up running in front of our brothers. I wonder if something happened to the young master."

Although he was worried, he did not dare to ask rashly while he was here.

………………

quiet!

There was silence in the main hall.

Qiu Yan sat on a chair, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Ever since he entered the main hall, not a single person has been seen. No one greeted him or came to inform him. As for Prince Yan, who said he wanted to see him, there was not even a shadow to be seen.

This situation has lasted for nearly a cup of tea. Anyone else would have been a little impatient. But Qiu Yan's face remained as usual, showing no sign of impatience. Instead, he sat down and looked at his nose, mouth and heart, just like an old monk meditating.

As soon as he sat down, the room seemed quieter, and he could even hear the sound of wind as the air flowed.

Phew~

Hot steam is constantly coming out of the tea cup on the coffee table next to you. This hot steam disperses in the air and turns into extremely small particles. If someone can take a closer look with a microscope, they will find that on these tiny particles, The surface of each one is engraved with a row of tiny characters that look like uppercase numbers based on their outline.

The particles spread rapidly, filling the entire room at a level that was invisible to the human eye, surrounding Qiu Yan.

Gradually, invisible energy fluctuations, messages one after another came out from the flesh and blood of Qiu Yan's body, and continued to merge into the small particles around him. The particles were connected with each other, shining with the light of thoughts, as if they were calculating and planning.

In a very short period of time, all kinds of information about Qiu Yan's flesh and blood were analyzed, and then the particles shook and quickly retreated like a bird returning to the forest!

Deep in the mansion, there was a house built, separated from the main hall by a garden. At this moment, the chaotic tiny particles were whizzing past, and then disappeared into the house.

The room was dark, and the doors and windows were closed. On the bed, a thin, pale man sat cross-legged. He was silent and breathing evenly.

On the man's head, there was a looming shadow, erratic.

Live soul!

This man's soul was actually out of body, and there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the soul. The figure was erratic, as if being blown by a strong wind.

Suddenly, bits and pieces of particles seeped in from the gaps in the doors and windows, gathered from the four rooms, merged into the soul, gathered around the soul of the person, turned into characters and numbers, combined, changed, and finally gathered into Ten big characters——

"The journey to pray for the stars will bring about the ebb and flow of Bu Qi!"

As the cross took shape, the living soul moved and fell into the sky. The thin man opened his eyes and gasped, feeling his chest and abdomen churning. His cultivation was not at the third level of the cultivator, and he had not condensed his soul. Now he was out of the body in the daytime, and his earth soul was hidden in the main hall. Even with the protection of the method, he still felt uncomfortable.

At this time, a thought suddenly came from the air and poured into this person's head——

"How is it? Does Qiu Yan have any cultivation?"

The man suppressed the discomfort in his abdomen and shook his head: "Although this person's body and flesh are stronger than ordinary people, they are not outstanding. His muscles and bones are loose. Obviously, he has not been tempered, let alone trained. He should be just a mortal with a strong physique. As for sexual cultivation, there is no soul power agitation..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly coughed violently a few times, and Sui Hu continued: "Or, his cultivation has reached the level of three souls in one. To the point of never leaving the body, but the intelligence said that he was knowledgeable and familiar with the law. He should be a Confucian scholar who pursued to establish his words. He took the path of cultivation to establish his mind for the world, pursued purity, and his soul did not leave the body! "

Hearing this, the thought suddenly changed, revealing joy-

"Good! Zong Heng, you did a good job! After the matter is done. I will report your merits to the prince on your behalf."

"Then I'll trouble you, senior." The thin man Zong Heng hurriedly thanked him, and then the thought withdrew from his heart and quickly retreated.

Feeling the repeated calmness in the room, Zong Heng turned over and vomited on the side of the bed. His body trembled, his face became paler, and his skin was faintly transparent. The blue veins and blood vessels under the skin could be seen.

It took a long time to calm down, and then he didn't care about resting. He hurriedly got out of bed, came to the table, grabbed a brush, and wrote and drew on a book marked with the words "Zhuishu".

………………

On the other side. Qiu Yan still sat steadily on the chair, silent, as if he had been in a trance.

However. A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he retracted the soul power that spread throughout his body, dispelling the illusion used to confuse the tiny particles. Then, he reached out and picked up the teacup, lowered his head and wanted to drink.

Just then!

Whoosh!

A gust of strong wind flew in from the window and rushed straight towards Qiu Yan!

"I've been waiting for a long time, and finally I'm doing it!"

His heart moved, and then he put his five fingers together, and heard a "snap", and the teacup in his hand shattered, and then he flicked his sleeves!

Crash!

The fragments of the teacup flew everywhere, and the tea overflowed and shot in all directions!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Quick fragments, streams of water, like sharp swords, flew in all directions, each of which contained abundant masculine blood!

Boom!

The temperature in the room suddenly increased!

Qiu Yan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of brilliance, and then he raised his right hand and grabbed it. The blood in his palm surged, and the true energy and strength of his body gathered together. The hot blood boiled, and the hot breath poured out from the pores, condensing into a huge handprint around his right hand!

Grab!

"Hmm?" A surprised sound suddenly came from that hand, and then several talismans appeared out of thin air, turning into the "explosion" spell, exploding, and then a phantom escaped from the hot breath palm.

It was a soul shadow, but in Qiu Yan's eyes, he could find that this soul shadow was different from the living soul, and a little flame could be seen in its depths.

"Soul... Heart fire! I didn't expect that the one who took action would be a soul cultivator! A figure of the third realm!"

Qiu Yan's heart moved, and he was even more confused about the actions of King Yan. He had just disguised himself as an ordinary scholar, but the other party still sent a soul cultivator over. The contrast was huge, which could be said to be killing a chicken with a butcher knife, and he didn't know what to do.

The soul dodged Qiu Yan's grab with the "explosion" spell and retreated immediately.

"I didn't expect it! I almost capsized in the gutter! Zong Heng said that you didn't show any signs of cultivation, but judging from your appearance, you have a higher level of cultivation than your two servants! So cunning!"

As he screamed, the fragments of the teacup and the water flow had already fallen all over the room, and the masculine energy and blood in it rose up, filling the whole room in an instant!

"Ah!!!"

The soul screamed miserably. Even though the three souls merged into one and the heart fire appeared, allowing him to come out of the body during the day, he still needed to temporarily avoid the powerful energy and blood of the life cultivator. At the moment, he was confused by Qiu Yan's show of weakness and was protected by the masculine energy and blood, as if he had fallen into a jar!

"Good! Good! Good!" The soul screamed miserably a few times, and then separated the earth soul magic, and a black crow flew out from it, flapping its wings and dancing.

The three souls of sexual cultivation, human soul is the foundation, heaven soul guides the way, and earth soul is the foundation of the evolution of supernatural powers. Once this soul casts a spell, the masculine energy and blood in the whole house are suppressed, and the wind blows and the sound of crows fills the surroundings.

Then he laughed strangely: "No matter how cunning you are, once you enter this house, you will become a bird in a cage. You can't run away anyway. I can only take away your literary thoughts, strip away your literary heart, and take away your talent!" (To be continued, please search for Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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