"Ni Sun!!!"
The old lady was obviously out of breath, and she was coughing heavily.
"Old lady..." Li Yun quickly stepped forward to help her, her face full of worry.
Dozens of other stewards, maids and servants were already kneeling on the ground.
"Huh? Is the old grandma talking about Yugui? It's okay, he's still young!"
Suddenly the prince's voice came from outside, and then he was seen carrying a huge bucket with a pipe tied to the side of the bucket. He entered the room with a serious look on his face. Under the eyes of the old lady and dozens of stewards, he In the middle of the day, I took some time to sprinkle some water on a stone statue on the side.
Then, he sprinkled some water on another place.
Finally, he saluted with an apologetic look: "My grandson is busy, so I won't accompany my grandma. Grandma is working hard!"
Turn around and get out!
The old lady's breathing became heavier and heavier, and her eyes seemed to be eating people: "Jiang Yuqing! What on earth are you doing?"
"Sweeping water, cleaning the air, being idle is also idle. Grandma doesn't need to worry about it, by the way! I heard that the eucalyptus was broken, and the oiran remembered to send it to me..."
The prince's voice sounded farther and farther away.
Unlucky family...
Two single seedlings, one sprinkled water and played around, the other got wet and ran around...
The old lady swayed three times and felt her eyes go dark.
"Old lady!!"
"Old lady..."
…
"Good morning, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, what are you..."
"Step aside!"
Xin Zhuo was very persistent in sprinkling water everywhere, and the maids and servants along the way ignored him.
Yesterday night, he had cleared all the bruises on his meridians, and he was refreshed and full of vitality. However, he needed to try the new ritual operations one by one.
In order to achieve a breakthrough in the realm of martial arts, you don’t have to worry about your face!
That's right! It doesn't matter what his face is. Continuous advancement in martial arts and continuous breakthroughs in realm are already his ultimate goal in life!
In this hellish world, there is no one who is the strongest. Only by being stronger can we live better!
"Wow..."
A puddle of water was sprinkled on the stone pillars at the entrance of an unfamiliar courtyard. Three pretty little girls were playing in the courtyard. When they saw it out of curiosity, two of them quickly bowed and saluted.
But another little girl with an oval face and a satin skirt tilted her head: "Uncle Sixteen, what are you doing?"
Uncle Sixteen? This title is a bit strange.
Xin Zhuo looked at her in surprise and asked, "What is your name? Why am I your sixteenth uncle?"
The little girl smiled and said: "My name is Jiang Nuying, and my father is your seventh brother Jiang Wuxie. Although you are the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, you are only sixteenth among your peers!"
"Nv Ying, don't be rude!"
The Princess of Beihai, who was wearing a embroidered phoenix basket robe, hurriedly walked out. On her delicate oval face, a pair of phoenix eyes were full of strange resentment. She looked at Xin Zhuo and chuckled: "Nvying is your niece. She is young and ignorant. , Yu Qing, don’t blame me!”
"It doesn't matter, my niece is right!"
Xin Zhuo looked at Jiang Nuying carefully and couldn't help but sigh. This girl is fourteen years old and is already halfway to the level of a junior master. How talented is she?
Talents are inherited from her parents. This sister-in-law princess is thirty years old and at the level of a small master. She definitely does not have very good talents for her daughter to inherit. Therefore, how terrifying would her father Jiang Wuxie be if he were alive?
"Yu Qing, what are you doing..." Princess Beihai finally discovered Xin Zhuo's weirdness.
"Sprinkle some water and move around! Sister-in-law, please rest."
Xin Zhuo wanted to go in and take a look, but there was no need for the widows of his generation.
The Princess of Beihai has a black hair. Isn’t the servants in the family not enough to handle her?
Xin Zhuo had already walked far away, turned around, and arrived at Jiang Yugui's "Fengxingyuan". He looked inside and saw that Jiang Yugui was running wildly, with dozens of servants behind him chasing after him in terror: "Second Young Master! Second Young Master!"
Jiang Yugui finally discovered Xin Zhuo and roared angrily
, rushed over: "Bandit! Stinky bandit! Why do you imprison me? Why do you cut my salary? Who are you?"
The one who answered him was Xin Zhuo's water pipe, which was squeaking wildly. Then he said to the six guarding men with a calm attitude on the side: "Keep it, don't let him escape!"
"Here!" The guards saluted neatly.
Jiang Yugui became even more crazy, desperately climbing up the wall: "Stop! Stop!"
"Stand by, sir!"
Xin Zhuo did not stop and continued to "sprinkle water".
After walking around for a while, we finally arrived at the majestic and solemn Tower of the Lord.
Ghost Tutuo and Great Sword Master, who were sitting cross-legged in front of the pagoda gate, looked at the prince entering the courtyard in surprise, and then fell into deep thought.
The two came from thousands of miles away and were demons. Now they had entered the Jiang family and were under the venerable family. They were ignorant of what was going on outside the window, but they were somewhat curious about the prince.
At this moment, curiosity reached its peak, and then fell into anger.
The prince walked directly in front of the two of them and sprinkled water randomly. Even though he deliberately bypassed the two of them, a lot of fishy water stains were still splashed on them.
Guitoutuo grinned and wanted to smile, but he didn't laugh: "Boy, what do you mean?"
Xin Zhuo pointed to the tower door and asked without answering: "Can I go in?"
"No!" The Great Sword Master's tone was cold and decisive, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.
Xin Zhuo felt a little pity, so he had to walk around the tower and leave.
"He...what does this mean?" Guitoutuo asked after hesitating as he watched Xin Zhuo go away.
The Great Sword Master has closed his eyes to rest his mind and no longer pays attention to it.
…
Returning to "Lanxian Pavilion", the entire courtyard was pure and clean.
Xin Zhuo immediately threw away the barrel and called out to Wangyue Well to check. He was confused at first, and then his eyes flashed.
There is a door!
[Sacrifice to the spirit: The two-hundred and sixty-year-old withered tower contains the true energy of a second-level warrior for a hundred years and the remaining traces of the general trend of heaven and earth.
0 sacrificial training, 0 shareable. 】
This withered tower should be the tower where the Venerable is!
really! You can choose items or buildings to sacrifice to the spirits, but this tower requires sacrificial training. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it unless I blow away the Jiang family venerable and sit in it myself.
However, even so, the delivery is not small, at least it demonstrates the feasibility of this method!
Next, we will focus on martial arts masters and explore items, buildings, etc.!
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the four Sai Qingzhu girls who were lying on an open-air bed on one side, pressed down by a huge boulder and feeling weak.
Yesterday, there was indeed something wrong with the Da Huan Dan plus Wang Yue Well Water. It may be that the two elixirs could not be blended together, or other reasons, which caused the meridians of the four women of Sai Qingzhu and the thirty-three servants to be spasmed and the true energy to be disordered.
However, there is no need for a doctor, he is the best doctor. He can crush it with huge rocks, stabilize the meridians and true energy first, and then just do a little bit.
But this situation of uncertain future and worrying life is too much for the four girls Sai Qingzhu.
"Shi, Shizi, no... Just kill us..." Sai Qingzhu's face no longer had such a charming look. His yellow hair was messy, his face was pale and weak.
"Don't panic!"
Xin Zhuo opened the bag, took out his thirty-two shining silver needles, and approached them with a serious look.
The four girls looked at the delicate and terrifying silver needle, their eyes showed fear, and they were completely panicked: "No, don't!"
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment, Li Yun came from a distance with four servants carrying a bloody figure. When he came closer, he also saw the silver needle, and his eyes narrowed: "What are you..."
"Treat them!"
The prince looked extremely serious, and he never slacked off in treating "xxxx" medical skills. Every time he did it, he was full of respect for himself and others.
"Uh, this..."
The corner of Liyun's mouth trembled, she bowed respectfully and pointed
Looking at the bloody figure on the stretcher, "This woman is the oiran, she is just...half-stepped to the level of a grand master. Are you sure you want to stay?"
Xin Zhuo's eyes lit up and he waved his hand: "This situation is not a big problem, let's go!"
