Eighth Young Master's Mansion!
"Your Majesty, the eldest son would like to see you!"
Ying Ziye was practicing his movement skills and studying the beads transformed by Mo Ru Yuan Shen.
Jian Jiu rushed over and said softly.
"oh?"
Ying Ziye let out a light sigh, but said with great interest: "Let him come in and talk."
"Here!"
Jian Jiu took the order and retreated, going to the mansion gate to inform.
In the study room.
Ying Ziye sat on the seat and played with the Soul Bead. He could see that there were many images in it.
It is the most ruthless figure!
"interesting!"
Ying Ziye smiled.
Moreover, there are countless negative auras, anger, resentment, etc. coming out of the Yuanshen Pearl.
The Mo Ru Yuan Shen roared angrily, choosing people to devour.
"Tsk!"
Ying Ziye sighed and said, "It's very much like the immortal cultivator Nascent Soul in those novels of previous lives!"
"Then, can I swallow his soul and increase the power of my soul? Even if I don't become a heavenly being, I still have the soul of a heavenly being."
"In this way, the combat power can be enhanced. Even because the soul has transformed into a soul, it may also be able to have a stronger sense of connection between heaven and earth..."
This may not be impossible!
Ying Ziye held the Yuan Shen Bead tightly, and his mind was radiating, but he had countless wild and fantastic ideas.
He wants to swallow the Soul Bead, but he still needs to try various methods.
As well as the blood of gods and humans, it contains the power of fairy spirits and majestic vitality, which is also very useful.
He has been thinking about it for a while.
"Perhaps, the luck of the black-armored dragon can be used to try!"
Ying Ziye frowned and thought to himself: "By the way, find some living people to try, slaves, barbarians, etc..."
"Also, Donghuang Taiyi must have done some research and can go and communicate."
As for why not do it yourself?
A joke, whether it is creating a cultivation method, offensive techniques, magical powers, etc.
They are all risky and may endanger themselves!
Pills and the like need to be tested, otherwise if you just make pills and swallow them, you will definitely be finished.
The elixir that was given to Hou Qing and others to be refined with the blood of heaven and humans was made purely from the blood of heaven and humans, plus a simple elixir of pure vitality.
The elixir recipe is not complicated, and his elixir skills are not bad, so there is no need to test the medicine.
If the elixir is complicated and you don’t test the medicine when you create it, you will die without knowing how!
In previous lives, from ancient times to the present, countless emperors, dignitaries, Taoist priests, etc., died on this...
"Eighth brother!"
Young Master Fusu was led to the study by Jian Jiu and was about to kneel down the moment he saw Ying Ziye.
"Please save brother!"
When Ying Ziye saw this, he immediately waved his hand and a powerful force of true energy was released.
Invisible force lifted the young master Fusutuo, preventing him from kneeling down.
"Brother, don't!"
He frowned and said aloud.
However, I can guess why Master Fusu made such a fuss.
What else could make Young Master Fusu beg him like this and ask for help?
Of course he was demoted to Northern Xinjiang!
"It was the elder brother who was wrong before, but now he knows he was wrong!"
Young Master Fusu raised his head and looked at Ying Ziye, with a touch of moisture in the corners of his eyes.
And he rushed forward on his knees and hugged Ying Ziye's thigh.
"Brother!"
Ying Ziye couldn't help but frown and said, "As brothers, we are not father and son, how can we be so rude?"
Although he said he had a grudge against Fusu and it was quite satisfying to watch him kneel down, he still had to speak superficially.
"Eighth brother, please!"
Young Master Fusu burst into tears and said, "Please go and plead with father for your eldest brother. I don't want to go to Northern Xinjiang!"
"Now, only you, who is deeply favored by my father, can persuade him..."
as expected!
Ying Ziye knew it in his heart, grabbed Young Master Fusu with one hand, and lifted him up without using any force.
No matter how hard Mr. Fusu persists, he can't resist.
"Sure enough, this is the difference in realm!"
Young Master Fusu was shocked.
During this period of time, he has practiced silently and has no shortage of natural and earthly treasures.
In addition to the Confucian academic knowledge he originally studied, he has now accumulated a lot of experience and has reached the fifth level in just a few months.
But in front of Ying Ziye, he was like an ant!
"Beyond morality and academics, power is important, but above power, it is personal cultivation!"
Young Master Fusu thought to himself: "Just like Weiyang Jun Yingxi, the ancestor of the imperial family in the Great Qin Empire, if the cultivation of heaven and man is ignored, he can kill mortals at will and wipe out an entire country!"
"However, the most important thing now is to survive this disaster..."
Thinking of this, Young Master Fusu looked at Ying Ziye again and started to perform.
"Brother!"
Ying Ziye noticed his brief absence, sighed, and pretended to say: "If you are not a brother, I won't help you. You should really go to the border to sharpen yourself."
"This is an opportunity. Brother, you have made such a big mistake. No one can help you, not even me!"
While saying these words, Ying Ziye looked at Young Master Fusu carefully and sighed in his heart: "Maybe I helped you, and after some training, you will be grateful to me and even stop fighting for the throne from now on. And then be loyal to me!”
"And if I reject you, my eldest brother will hate me even more from now on!"
"But, I don't need your allegiance..."
With Ying Ziye's city mind, he could subdue Young Master Fusu, but he didn't need it.
What's more, Prince Fusu once united with Xiaoshengxianzhuang and assassinated him.
This sin is unforgivable!
"Eighth brother, you must have a way."
Young Master Fusu refused to listen and pretended to cry loudly.
"Please, eighth brother!"
"From now on, I will no longer compete with you for the position of prince or the throne, but will be loyal to you!"
"Big brother was wrong before. From now on, big brother will listen to you..."
A series of promises, if ordinary people may be really moved.
Young Master Fusu kept begging for mercy and saying good things.
As for what happened after Ying Ziye helped him.
Whether he is a sinister villain or an emperor, he can be ruthless.
Even because he showed his ugly face in front of the other party, he became even more hateful!
But Ying Ziye sneered in his heart: "My stupid big brother, you think I am a three-year-old child..."
Then he refused again.
Ying Ziye said coldly: "With all due respect, eighth brother, I can't help you, and I won't help you!"
"you!"
Young Master Fusu became angry instantly and stared at Ying Ziye angrily.
The play that took so long to co-write was in vain!
And he knelt down.
"Eighth brother, you are so cruel and cruel that you don't even try to save me!"
Young Master Fusu cursed loudly: "It's a shame that the people and all the civil and military officials praise you for your benefits to all people and your concern for the world."
"Now, brother, I kneel down to beg you in person, but you don't even help me!"
After Young Master Fusu was rejected again, he saw it.
There is absolutely no way Ying Ziye would step in to help him!
Therefore, he no longer hid, and immediately cursed loudly.
The anger in his heart was vented towards Ying Ziye.
"snort!"
Ying Ziye snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Brother, do you know that you are like a defeated dog now!"
"Haha, and your angry curses are just the wails of a defeated dog..."
There was a hint of ridicule in the words.
Condescending, looking down.
Although there were only one or two sentences, it was like stepping on Young Master Fusu's dog's tail in an instant, causing him to curse again.
But Ying Ziye didn't care at all and just said something lightly.
"Jian Jiu, see off the guests!"
"Here!"
Jian Jiu responded respectfully.
"Haha, eldest son, please come!"
Jian Jiu smiled and faced Young Master Fusu.
"Bah, who are you..."
Young Master Fusu angrily scolded Jian Jiu, but his words stopped abruptly.
"Uh, uh!"
It was as if the solidified sword intent and killing intent were lingering, reaching his neck.
Young Master Fusu had no doubt whether the other party would dare to kill him, and he did not dare to test it.
If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine!
Jian Jiu let go of the hand holding the sword and said with a smile, "Let's go!"
"good!"
Young Master Fusu suppressed his words, but did not dare to roar any more.
He hurriedly ran out of the Eighth Young Master's Mansion like a dog, feeling a sense of security in front of Ye Ze and other subordinates.
"Sir, how's it going?"
Ye Ze and others asked.
"Walk!"
Young Master Fusu closed his eyes, sighed, and said, "It failed, but I don't care anymore!"
Don't care if you are demoted.
As Ye Ze said, as long as you don't die, everything has a chance.
Failed……
Ye Ze and the others sighed inwardly, but they didn't say anything. They immediately supported the young master and helped Su get into the carriage and left.
Eighth Young Master's Mansion!
Ying Ziye picked up a piece of white paper, wrote and drew, and listed items on it.
Article 1 - Heavenly beings!
Article 2 - The throne!
Article 3 - Qi, Chu...
Later there are things like studying the soul beads, the blood of heaven and humans, and so on.
"Now, Yuan Tiangang has led the bad guys to join Meng Tian's army!"
Ying Ziye said leisurely with cold eyes.
The remnants of Qi State are Xiaoshengxianzhuang and those Confucian scholars.
The land gods can stop thousands of armies, and they move quickly and support quickly, but they make it difficult for Meng Tian and other armies to deal with them.
Although the army is not unable to kill land gods, it is still too laborious.