Chapter 813

"This...Qin Ming just sent a letter, inviting you to practice in his secret realm, intending to train you to become a martial artist, look..." Although the middle-aged man still wants to play the emotional card with his son, he also knows, The son is full of doubts now.

"Train me to become... Wu Zun?" The Seventh Prince raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

Xia Nuoxue, who was beside her, also opened her beautiful eyes with surprise.

The middle-aged man carefully took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to the Seventh Prince with excitement, "I just received it, take a look."

It's no wonder that my son didn't believe it, even when I received this letter, I was very surprised.

If he could train his son to become a martial artist, then it would be nothing if he lost his throne.

With a Wu Zun as a backer, the family will not be lonely because of it, and it is possible to rise to a higher level, and his power will return.

After all, in the whole continent now, only Qin Ming's power has two Martial Masters. As long as his son becomes a Martial Master, then the three Martial Masters will divide the whole world, which is of course more powerful than before.

As for the statement in the letter that he was also training the heirs of the Yang family and the You family, he didn't have any worries. The five Martial Lords were divided into the entire continent, and their power was much greater than before.

After reading the letter, the Seventh Prince stood there blankly, his eyes glazed over, feeling like God made a big joke on him.

What does it mean to be extremely peaceful? If I become a martial artist, it will be infinitely better than becoming an emperor.

Why those Wu Zun are not willing to be the head of the family or the emperor, it is because they don't like this small right at all.

Wu Zun's identity means power wherever he goes, even if his father is the emperor on the surface, in fact, good resources and treasures are filial to the three Wu Zun behind him.

If not, the three Wu Zun would be angry and exempt him from the status of emperor, just a matter of one sentence.

The emperor is under one person and above ten thousand people, but Wu Zun is above ten thousand people, the world is at ease, and I am the only one respected.

"Fei'er, this is a good opportunity. As long as you can seize the opportunity and become a martial artist, there are many possibilities." Looking at the dazed son, the middle-aged man wished he could kneel down.

If one kneels in exchange for one's own rights, then what's the matter with kneeling.

"En!" The Seventh Prince came back to his senses, nodded heavily, his eyes were radiant, and he didn't look decadent at all.

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Qin Ming's alchemy room was brightly lit, and a purple flame jumped in the air.

"This time the refining is a gradeless elixir, and in the end it can be refined into a liquid that does not conflict with other elixirs, so that it can be added to other elixirs at will."

Qin Ming lowered his head and pondered. The new medicine he wanted to research was to find out the scorpion demon forces hidden in the crowd.

He can completely refine a kind of spiritual liquid, and add the spiritual liquid to other elixirs. In this way, if a warrior has a painful reaction after taking the elixir he refined, it must be the force of the scorpion demon.

As for warriors who didn't react at all, they could completely rule out their suspicions.

"The biggest difficulty now is how to make this spiritual liquid only harm people of the scorpion demon force, and not ordinary warriors."

If he wants to concoct a soul-harming elixir, it will not be difficult for him. After all, he can even refine a ninth-grade elixir that hurts the soul. easy.

After all, the psychic liquid he refined didn't expect it to kill the souls of the warriors of the scorpion demon forces, but just wanted to sting the souls carried by the scorpion demon forces.