Rebirth: The Return of the Great

The young man had a good temper. With a smile on his face, he put on his hands and said, "If this person really wants to call He Yuan a senior, then it doesn't matter how big the frame is."

The white-faced old servant suddenly felt in his heart.

Three products!

His waist couldn't help but bend a bit, because he was only a mere fifth-rank, and he was not even a fart in front of a third-rank master.

He was unconvinced and said, "Then, as a prince, who can hang you for so long in the entire Great Xia?"

The young man still smiled calmly: "No matter how noble this prince is, how does he compare to King Wuwei? But the one inside didn't kill him if he wanted to."

The white-faced old servant hurriedly said: "That's different. If the prince ascends to Dabao in the future, he will be the most honorable person in the entire Daxia. Even if the other party is third-rank, he has to give you some face."

The young man's face became solemn: "You can't say this again, it's a matter of losing your head!"

"Yes, yes, the old servant understands." The white-faced old servant nodded quickly.

Does he really not understand?

Of course not, it's just showing loyalty in this way.

After being reprimanded, he stopped talking, but looking at the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he knew that his loyalty was right. If the young man could really sit in that position, he would be the first person in the palace!

The two waited and waited, but Ye Yan still did not come out after half an hour.

Not to mention that the white-faced old servant was annoyed, even the young man showed a touch of displeasure.

The shelf inside is too big.

The white-faced old servant knocked on the door again, and it was Wang Qingxue who answered the door, but this time she didn't even have a clue to go in, so she directly refused.

"Young Master Yan told you to wait, you just wait."

It wasn't Ye Yan who invited them here, but the two of them themselves, so...how long they have to wait is their own business, they can leave if they are unhappy, and no one is stopping them.

The white-faced old servant was about to get angry, but the young man put on his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, let's wait."

Hearing what the master said, the white-faced old servant had no choice but to press his anger and stand by obediently.

After another half an hour, Ye Yan finally stopped cultivating.

First, the ninety-second meridian was completely opened, and second, the medicinal power of the Nine Profound Fruit was also exhausted.

The two pulses of extreme realm are actually pushing the spiritual power on their own, circulating in the body, and every time the cycle is repeated, his spiritual power will be pure, although it is not obvious, but this is spontaneous, not at all. Need him to control.

Twelve hours a day, all the time.

Over time, his spiritual power will become extremely pure, and he will naturally be extremely strong in a battle of the same rank.

This is one of the benefits of cultivating the extreme realm...

Moreover, this has opened up two veins of extreme realm, if it is five, nine or even ten?

There seems to be something... oh, someone from the capital wants to see me.

See you then.

He went out and asked Wang Qingxue to bring people in.

After a while, the little maid came in with the young man and the white-faced old servant.

Ye Yan first glanced at the white-faced old servant, tsk, he was actually a fifth-rank powerhouse, but a eunuch, and then looked at the young man, who was clearly only a seventh-rank realm, but he was clearly the master.

To be able to make a fifth-grade powerhouse as a servant, this young man has a great background.

From the capital, and the servants are eunuchs, there is only one possibility.

"How many princes are you?" he asked directly.

Huh?

The white-faced old servant immediately showed a shocked expression. Although they said that they were from the capital, your eyesight was too terrifying.

The young man laughed loudly: "My name is Xia Yuanhe, and I'm the ninth oldest."

"Ninth Prince!" Wang Qingxue immediately showed a look of surprise, and even a hint of admiration.

Today's Sheng Shang was very wise and martial in his early years, and managed the country in an orderly manner. He could have left his name in the history, but in his later years, he was obsessed with the longevity technique. He invited a lot of so-called "alchemists" into the palace to refine the elixir of longevity for him. .

The results of it?

It's enough to be lazy in the government, and he has also invested a lot of money in the national treasury into the bottomless pit of refining the longevity pill, resulting in a deficit in national strength, and the army on the border side cannot be paid.

Fortunately, the ninth prince stood up and donated a large amount of gold and silver. It turned out that the ninth prince had already established his own business in the private sector, and the business was prosperous, so he was able to give out so much money at once.

The military pay crisis was only then reconciled, and it also made the originally unknown Ninth Prince suddenly famous and praised, and he was promised the appearance of Ming Jun!

Wang Qingxue was originally from the capital. Naturally, she had heard of the legendary deeds of the ninth prince and admired it, but after getting to know Ye Yan, she naturally forgot about the ninth prince.

Now that the ninth prince appeared in front of her, she suddenly remembered, but there was only a little admiration left.

Ye Yan just nodded lightly: "Sit."

Xia Yuanfeng sat down, and the white-faced old servant stood respectfully behind him. Seeing this, Wang Qingxue hurriedly said, "I'm going to make tea."

In fact, Ye Yan didn't want to entertain the ninth prince at all, he could send him away with a few words, and he still had to continue his cultivation.

But since the little maid had already said it, he didn't bother to stop it.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Yan asked directly.

The white-faced old servant just wanted to reprimand, but when he saw that Xia Yuanfeng didn't show the slightest anger, he said, "You killed King Wuwei and still held the Sun Fury Bow, how could this side of the capital not hear about such a big thing happening? ask?"

"Then what do you think?" Ye Yan asked again.

Xia Yuanfeng smiled, and suddenly took out a mirror and placed it on the table, saying, "Only a few people know that my Xia family has a broken third-grade magic weapon, but basically no one knows that we actually have a second-grade magic weapon in our hands. It is this clear mirror.”

"This mirror cannot be used in battle, but it can see through everything."

He said with a straight face: "I observed you just now in the translucent realm - the result, huh, you are not a third-grade almighty, just congenital perfection."

But he was shocked because he saw that Ye Yan had actually opened up ninety-two meridians, which were intricately distributed in his body.

Ninety-two veins!

As a member of the royal family, his knowledge is certainly not comparable to ordinary people.

More than 60 veins can be called a genius, over 70 veins are super geniuses, and over 80 veins can only be top geniuses carefully cultivated by the great teachers - for example, although he can be considered a genius, he puts too much energy on it. In terms of power struggle, reaching 60 meridians will directly impact Rank 7.

Ninety-two meridians?

That's the legendary realm!

In Daxia, which forces can be cultivated?

Thinking of He Yuan's respect for Ye Yan, it can be easily imagined that Ye Yan is a super disciple of the forces of the upper three realms in Xuanzhou, and he is only traveling in Daxia.

He Yuan called Ye Yan a senior?

Everyone made a mistake, He Yuan should have called a Taoist behind Ye Yan as a senior.

The top three powers!

Xia Yuanfeng's heart couldn't help but burst into ecstasy. At this moment, he really saw the hope of inheriting the great treasure.