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James asked, "Werther, isn't there anything wrong with your cultivation method? "How to absorb and refine magic elements is actually compatible with each other. One must know that once there is a conflict between magic elements, the consequences are unthinkable." Werther knew that it was his father who was worried about him, and he was touched as well. "Father, there is no need to worry. What I cultivate is a technique passed down from the Primal Chaos Gods from the ancient times. First I need to turn everything into chaos, and then I can use it." In the end, he was afraid that his father would not believe him, so he deliberately added, "All of these came from my brain."

James was skeptical. "Chaos god? In ancient times? How come I've never heard of it? He had only heard that the Thunder God was entrusted by the most revered god, the prime minister of yin and yang, supervising the gods and ruling the world. How could a Chaos god appear out of nowhere? Are you sure about the cultivation technique? Could he have been deceived by someone? "

Werther chuckled to himself. "What I cultivate are the best cultivation methods of the Dao and Demon Clans. When they reach the pinnacle, they can even be born to corroborate the Dao. The cultivation method that is compatible with the Dao is also ordinary. However, it is a pity that Lord Father is usually a powerful figure. When he encounters his son's matter, he also became muddle-headed. " Suddenly, he thought of something. "I am here because of my parents, and I have not done anything to repay them. The Taoists need to be clear about their gratitude and grudges, and with this favor, how can I not repay them? I might as well take this opportunity to reveal some of the secrets of my cultivation technique.

He then smiled and said, "If Father still doesn't believe me, I'll tell you about my cultivation technique. Help me check it out." He told her about the Nine Revolutions Imperishable Golden Body's technique one by one, but his body was still constructed from his previous life, which was very different from the traditional human structure in the Grace Mainland. The location of the seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points was not mentioned about.

The more James listened, the more astonished he became. When his son had finished speaking, he was still deep in thought with his eyes closed, and after considering for two whole hours, he suddenly opened his eyes and laughed loudly. You are my lucky star! I never thought that not only is this technique of yours flawless, as long as you have a stable foundation you can steadily enter the Sword Saint realm. Furthermore, after I have looked at it, you have also benefited a lot from it.

Werther was also very happy. Not only did this dispel his father's doubts, it also helped him get to the next floor. It was truly killing two birds with one stone. James finished laughing and said, "However, it seems that your technique lacks some secrets of tempering one's body. Let me tell you, whether it is cultivation of dou qi or magic, both cannot be separated from the body, this body is the most fundamental thing. Hmm, those short-sighted cultivators, because of the abnormally difficult cultivation of the Demon and Martial Arts, and their achievements are not great, are already speaking nonsense, saying that magical dou qi cannot coexist."

Actually, the magic martial arts and the magic martial arts, in the end, are just training the spirit of the body. With regards to the mastery of the elements, that is the true essence of strength. I have this set of methods here, and it might not be any worse than the method used by the Radiant Temple or the Dark Council to cultivate their battle-qi. He reached out and lightly tapped the Werther Incantation.

He knew that his father had passed down the skill to him, but he did not resist and allowed it to fall into his sea of consciousness, turning into a human figure with sparkling stars on it. There were a total of three hundred and sixty-five points, which was where all the joints of the human body were located.

James retracted his finger and looked a little surprised. "Werther, why is it that there are a few different powers existing in your sea of consciousness?" He didn't expect that his father would be so sensitive to spiritual force and that he would immediately discover his own abnormality. How could he dare to tell him about the Eight Trigrams Furnace and the memories of the two Daos, he hastily tried to resolve it, "Maybe it's the memories of those ancient warriors, from where I obtained all my cultivation techniques."

James said seriously, "I only thought that what she left in your sea of consciousness was the memories of a powerful warrior, but who would have thought that it was actually that powerful? You usually only absorb the battle qi experience within to strengthen yourself, that's great, you must be careful not to absorb any memories that are not related to it, otherwise these powerful consciousnesses might devour your memories. At that time, you will no longer exist, but that ancient expert will come back to life again."

After all, those memories were passed down by his own master, and only the insights and experiences of the ancestors regarding the < Supreme Purity Scripture > and the various cultivation methods in the world could be completely absorbed without any problems. With enough time, he would be able to completely refine them without any problems in the future. However, the memories of the Devil Lord's Destruction were in a mess. He had only been absorbing the demonic dao's technique before, but who knew when this memory would suddenly take over and continue to grow.

James considered for a moment, then said decisively, "How about this, it just so happens that Greenspan has been cultivating for a year and has already reached the peak of the level of a true Saint Mage. He'll be back next week, you should prepare yourself, and then I'll invite him to join hands with me and help you remove all the foreign divine intents in your sea of consciousness, leaving behind the most basic martial arts memories for you to absorb, eliminating all future troubles!" With Greenspan, the top Saint-rank Grand Magus, in charge, there would be no future troubles. Werther, of course, couldn't wait to get him to do so.

James let go of his thoughts and changed the topic, "It's already been hard on you to help the Elves. Later, after changing your clothes, come with me to the palace for a feast! That Nicholas stayed for more than a year and will leave Klein tomorrow. Tonight, His Majesty will hold a banquet in the palace to see him off, and he will have all the ministers bring the next generation of ministers with him. Firstly, he will meet them, and secondly, he will show them to the people of the Holy Church. Don't shirk away, hurry up and prepare. " When Werther heard that it was the old king himself who gave the order, raising it to the level of the prestige of a country, he was sure that he wouldn't be able to push it over, so he agreed with a bitter face.

After that, a few maids rushed in and washed him, covering his entire body with a thick layer of white powder. Their hair also had a layer of white powder on it, and most importantly, they tried on his evening gown, causing a few middle-aged aunts to disagree with him. One of them said, "This is good, the other that's great, Werther tried on more than ten sets in a row, but he still wasn't satisfied.

Lan, who was standing at the side, covered her mouth and snickered. Werther was so angry that he came over and glared at her. The little girl quickly stood up straight. Werther was still two years younger than she was, but somehow, facing this young master was even more nervous than facing the stewards of the palace. It was as if the young master's eyes could see into the heart of a person, so whenever Werther showed any displeasure, Alan would immediately turn serious and not dare to joke around.

Werther was also afraid of scaring her. Now that he had cultivated to the fleshly body realm, his true energy was the same, steel-like, and iron-like. Even his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes. No wonder a little maid couldn't take it. Change the subject: "Alan, how is the lion-man now?"

Alan answered seriously, "Yes, young master. The lion man is staying in the west yard. He's been hiding in his room every day. Even if I send him food, I won't be able to see him a few times." Werther answered with an "Oh." He was not concerned about how James would handle the matter of the Beast Race's request for help. Since that Stonefur was willing to obediently stay, it was likely that he had received some promise, so there was no need for him to interfere.

After a busy afternoon, he finally finished dressing himself. Lan looked at the young master who looked completely new, and could not help but light up his eyes, "Young master, you are so handsome! "He's a lot more handsome than that Count Jacob." Werther was interested. "Oh?" You've met him? " When he thought back to the first time he and Hobbes had come to the imperial capital and seen this Count Jacobi galloping on horseback, treating the commoners as if they were nothing, Hobbes had even used this as a topic to teach him a lesson.

Alan pouted, "Of course I know him. He is so bad, he often bullies the sisters in the palace, and once again bullies me. Luckily, the Count saw him and taught him a lesson, and then he took me out to serve young master. " Werther forced a smile. "Your father's background is really deep. I can't believe he dares to scold the prince's precious son. Hmm, that Jacobi will definitely attend tonight's banquet. I have to be careful so he won't vent his anger on me." Nodding, he strode out of the room with aristocratic steps and met his father and Hobbes on the way. When James saw Werther, his eyes lit up. "Alright! "As expected of my son, as handsome as I was when I was young!"