Fantasy: Start to Create the Heavenly Secret Pavilion

Chapter 46

Two days later.

Tianyin Dynasty.

A stream of light slid across the sky and went straight to the palace treasure house.

“Bold! Who would dare to break into the palace without permission!”

One of the guards stepped up into the sky, rumbling blood and sharp, holding a long spear in his hand, trying to stop it.

“roll!”

Beichen Heng drink lightly.

Pushing it out with one hand, a huge handprint condenses out, covering a radius of one hundred feet, and slaps it into the ground in an instant.

Subsequently.

Bei Chenheng went away quickly.

“Brother, just here?”

After Bei Chenheng leaves.

Another guard came over, he helped the man just now, and said with a heartfelt voice: “In the palace, your eyes should be brighter. The man just now is His Royal Highness!”

“Today’s only son of the emperor, who is not good for you to stop, you must stop His Royal Highness?”

“There is a ban in the palace…No flying is allowed.”

The guard just now looked ugly, clutching his chest, and whispered.

“It depends on whom.”

Another guard patted him on the shoulder and said helplessly.

……

In front of the palace treasure house.

Bei Chenheng’s figure walked down from the void, he came to the door, an identity token appeared in his hand, thrown into the void, and said lightly:

“His Royal Highness is going to go in and open the door quickly!”

“Yes!”

Void fluctuations, a strong voice sounded.

The voice did not fall.

The lines on the stone gate in front of him lit up, intertwined into a mysterious pattern, and slowly opened to the sides.

Bei Chenheng raised his foot and stepped into it.

Looking around, one shelf after another, crowded with large spaces.

Most of the items placed here are some rare and precious treasures, but in terms of value, they are not very precious. Really valuable things will not be placed here.

Some were sent by small Sects, some were tribute from the city below, and some were even left over from the previous dynasty.

for example.

The Dali Dynasty that was destroyed before.

Some things that were of little value, but were a pity, were thrown into the treasure house in a mess.

Very few people take care of it on weekdays, and it looks messy at the moment.

“Bing Yin…”

Bei Chenheng took out the jade card, glanced at the content, and muttered.

The Bingyin number is the number of the wooden frame in front of it.

Bei Chenheng looked over one by one. After a full half an hour, he paused, stopped in front of a shelf, and couldn’t look away anymore.

On this shelf, two big characters came into view.

Surprisingly, the word Bingyin!

“Wan Shou Tu!”

Bei Chenheng spit out three words again.

He stretched out his hand and drew out the only picture from the wooden frame. It was an ordinary picture, because time had passed for a long time.

Has exuded a decadent aura.

It seems that it will be damaged if you touch it lightly.

Bei Chenheng carefully unfolded the picture scroll. At the top of the picture scroll, the three big characters of the picture of Wanshou gradually jumped into view.

Seeing these three characters, Bei Chenheng’s pupils suddenly shrank!

it is true!

Regardless of whether the senior lied to himself or not, at least so far, all the information is correct!

“Whether it can be done, it just depends on the next step!”

Bei Chenheng took a deep breath, lifted his palm, and the Zhen Yuan inside his body began to move in a strange way, and finally gathered on his palm.

In the palm of his hand, a Li character turned out!

This is the method to activate the Wanshou Tu. It is only possible to use the special banning method of the Great Li Dynasty at the time. Without this method, even if you get the Wanshou Tu, it will not help at all.

It is precisely because of this that the Tianyin Dynasty has searched for millions of years, but has not found a way to become holy by luck.

Bei Chenheng’s palm fell, covering the Wanshou map.

suddenly.

With a “buzz”, the surface of the Wanshou map, like the surface of water, rippled with a layer of ripples, and then gold fonts flew out of it.

Densely arranged in the void, golden brilliance showered down, dazzling people.

“Gudong!”

See this scene.

Bei Chenheng swallowed hard.

That’s right!

Everything is as senior said.

Not bad!

Now, what appeared before him was the method of sanctification by luck.

This is a magical power, not a Cultivation Technique. Cultivation is very simple. It takes almost no effort, as long as you learn to mobilize the Qi Yun technique!

Beichenheng quickly jot down the content.

Subsequently.

With a cold gaze, he gripped his five fingers, and with a bang, the longevity figure in his hand turned into a cloud of smoke, falling radiantly, and spreading it on the ground.

Finish it all.

Bei Chenheng turned and walked outside.

……

Royal palace.

Tianyin Dynasty God Emperor Beichenyong, lying horizontally on the soft collapse, his eyes closed, his fingers beat the bed rhythmically, and he spoke hoarsely:

“Liu Zhen.”

“Slaves are here!”

beside.

A man with a thin body, a pale face and a gloomy look, bowed quickly.

“How long has the Ninth Prince been out?”

“It’s been about six days.”

Liu Zhen respectfully said.

“Six days…”

Bei Chenyong opened his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: “It’s been too long.”

“Where has he been in these six days?”

“Return to the Emperor, after His Highness Nine left the palace, he went straight to the Great Desert City, and only returned after waiting for a long time.”

Liu Zhen said softly.

“Great Desert City…!”

Bei Chenyong’s expression was indifferent, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice, “My emperor, it seems that his wings are hard. I asked him to go to the Baiduan Mountains to find out why Ren Qingtu became a holy.”

“He went to the Wild City!”

“I feel, my father is old, is there no way he can do it?”

As the god emperor, Bei Chenyong was very tired of the feeling that such things were not in control.

“Your Majesty calms down his anger.”

Liu Zhen whispered.

After speaking.

He seemed to have thought of something, and continued: “Just now the slave and maid received the news that His Royal Highness Nine was back, and seemed to be in a bad mood. When passing by the palace, he shot and severely injured a guard.”

“In the imperial palace, there have always been bans, and no action is allowed. In this case, the maidservant Yinu seems to have just made an unintentional mistake.”

These words.

Liu Zhen said very cleverly.

On the surface, it seemed to be justifying Beichenheng, but in fact, it was pushing Beichenheng to a dead end in one fell swoop.

at the moment.

It was the most sensitive period of Beichen Yong. His birthday was approaching, and he has not yet been sanctified. Those who were only waiting to absorb his son Cultivation Base suddenly heard of his son, and he dared to hurt others in the palace.

How can he not think about it?

just in case.

My own son, what should I do if he wants to be the sixth child?

If there is a rebellion, even if it is suppressed by him in the end, it will not be good to hear, and it will not be good.

“Hurt in the palace?”

Beichen Yong sat up slowly, swept across all directions with a domineering air, his eyes opened and cold, and his gestures exuded great power.

“Good good!”

Bei Chenyong said three good things in a row. The decadent aura on his body was swept away. He raised his fingers and said in a cold voice:

“Tell him into the palace!”

originally.

For this ninth son, he still couldn’t bear it.

After all, he is his last son.

I want to keep it alive for a while.

But right now, it seems that even his youngest son has begun to have a disinterested attitude and cannot continue to stay, even if what Liu Zhen said is false.

He is now willing to believe it is true.

Because.

He wants to find an excuse for himself.

The real reason.

He wants to be sanctified!

A son is nothing but a chance to regenerate and become holy. He may only have one chance in his life! .