Chapter 112： Big gift (two more)

Beneath the Jiuyou Pagoda is a Tianyuan Fudong. It is by virtue of this that the heaven and earth forces in this tower are particularly abundant.

For practitioners, this is a good place to be desired and can quickly improve their cultivation, but for Beasts, it is the opposite!

Tianyuan Fudong is a natural treasure house of force, which contains extremely strong force of heaven and earth, but it is also mixed with many impurities. If it absorbs too much, it will cause harm to the cultivator’s body. Then die.

Practitioners can expel these impurities deposited in the body by various means, but Warcraft cannot.

Moreover, because most of the monsters are cruel and fierce in nature, Tianyuan Fudong has a greater impact on them. After staying for a long time, they will easily lose their minds, eventually become frenzied, and even blew themselves to death.

The Jiuyou Pagoda was built on the Tianyuan Fudong. How could it be possible to raise a monster here?

The writing on the water drop quickly dissipated, and there was no intention to explain it.

Chu Liuyue frowned.

Although this statement was absurd, she was inexplicably believed in her heart.

When the eagle's eyes opened just now, she was very clear that it belonged to the breath of monsters!

But... why did the college do this?

Whether it is for the monsters or for the students practicing in the tower, this is a great potential danger!

As the dean, does Master know this?

…

Away from the palace.

Seeing the master who had disappeared all night finally returned, Yu Mo hurriedly greeted him.

"Master, you are back."

Rong Xiu nodded, his brows were relaxed.

Yu Mo looked at the faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and Dodge was secretly in his heart.

As long as you stay with that person for a while, the master's mood can always become very good, and it is really not acceptable!

"It seems that the master had a good rest this night."

Rong Xiu raised his sword eyebrows slightly.

"Is the mansion still lively yesterday?"

Yu Mo bowed his head:

"Yes, the other party sent another group of people here, wanting to break into your bedroom to find out, but we have taken them all."

"Still a dead man?"

"Yes, just like the people who came the previous two days, they are desperate. If you can't break in, you will have to take poison and commit suicide. However, one of them did not die and is now locked up. Yan Qing tried all night yesterday and After a lot of tricks, the man finally spit out something."

Rong Xiu's footsteps.

"Oh?"

Yu Mo lowered his voice:

"It's the prince."

Rong Xiu smiled.

"After so many years, the same trick is still used. He is not tired, this king is tired."

Yu Mo hesitated and asked:

"Master, then look at this person—"

"Brother Three Emperors is still in the imperial capital?" Rong Xiu asked suddenly.

"Yes. Your Majesty said that His Majesty the Three Princes fought on the border for many years and was very hard. Now there is no war, and the three princes are at the age of marrying a wife and having children. What your Majesty meant is to keep the three princes in the imperial capital."

Rong Xiu chuckles.

Rong Jiu has made great military exploits in the Northwest Army. Now his reputation is in full swing, how can his father let him go back with peace of mind?

It is safest to stay in the imperial capital.

"This king has been back for a long time, but I haven't visited Brother Three Emperors. Let Yan Qing take the people, and this king will give Brother Three Emperors a big gift."

"Yes!"

…

Rong Jiu joined the army when he was young and stayed away all year round. He used to stay in the palace for a few days before leaving.

But when he came back this time, Emperor Jiawen said that he was old enough to live in the palace, so he specially prepared a mansion for him outside the palace.

The scale of this mansion is actually similar to that of Rong Xiu's Liwang Mansion, but the will of this king has not come down yet.

Rong Jiu was still holding a bit of hope, but after waiting day after day, Emperor Jiawen repeatedly refused to let him go back, and he understood seven or eight points in his heart.

It's a small matter to seal a king, but it's a big deal to trap him in the imperial capital!

The Northwest Army has been inviting him back, but Rong Jiu knew that it would be difficult.

Having figured this out, he calmed down instead, and continued to stay in the imperial capital peacefully, as if he hadn't noticed the emperor's fear at all.

In the backyard, Rong Jiu and Rong Feng are discussing each other, the two of them have swords and shadows, come and go!

Rong Feng has a good talent. He has been practicing diligently with the teacher in the palace. Now he is only fifteen years old, but he is already a Tier 3 martial artist.

However, compared with the battle-tested Rong Jiu, he was still tender.

However, after ten round trips, Rong Jiu found the opportunity, pierced the spear, and easily picked up the long sword in Rong Feng's hand.

Rong Feng looked at the sword falling to the ground and smiled bitterly:

"Brother, can't you let me? It's boring to be like this every time!"

Rong Jiu took a shot:

"Where can anyone let you on the battlefield?"

Rong Feng was speechless, shrugged and smiled triumphantly:

"I know that the third brother is for my good! Those people in the palace **** every time they fight with me. It's really unhappy!"

Rong Jiu's mouth twitched.

"Then why don't you go to Tianlu Academy? The teachers there are not like that."

"The prince is there, I don't want to go!"

Rong Feng rolled his eyes.

"Is it annoying to be compared to him since childhood?"

Rong Jiu gave him a fixed look after hearing the words.

"So you have been hiding your strength, pretending to be inferior to him?"

"Who dares to be better than the prince? Isn't that looking for trouble for yourself? I am not idle!"

Rong Feng threw himself onto the wooden rattan chair next to him.

"I didn't watch that Brother Seven didn't return to the imperial capital for ten years. Just because he had sealed the king, he caused trouble? Third brother, I think you are in the imperial capital, and it is also a nail in his eyes!"

Rong Jiu was about to speak when he suddenly saw his cronies walking quickly.

"His Royal Highness, a visitor from the Royal Palace said that His Royal Highness has given you a gift and the things are already outside the door."

"Li? Take it in and see."

Rong Feng followed closely with a look of curiosity.

"Hey? Third Brother, what gift will Seventh Brother give you? Isn't your birthday still early?"

Rong Jiu didn't speak, but he thought to himself.

Soon, a wooden box was carried in.

Rong Jiu squinted his eyes, turned his wrist, the spear pierced out, and the wooden box opened!

A strong **** breath is coming!

The person in that wooden box was actually a man covered in blood and bruises!

He was twisted into a weird posture, stuffed into this wooden box, just looking at it made people chill!

Rong Feng exclaimed, where he had seen such scenes, his complexion changed drastically and he retched.

Rong Jiu watched, frowning.

"Three, three brothers! This is a dead man!?"

Rong Feng said with difficulty.

"Why did Brother Seven give you this?"

The person next to me reminded:

"His Royal Highness, this person is not dead yet, but he fainted due to excessive blood loss."

Rong Jiu took a step forward.

"Three brothers don't go there!"

Rong Jiu picked his spear and one thing flew out.

That is a small seal.

Rong Jiu picked up the seal and took a closer look, his expression slightly changed.

He thought for a moment:

"Keep this person locked up and hang his life. You must not let him die!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Upon seeing this, Rong Feng hurriedly followed:

"Three brothers, where are you going?"

Rong Jiu did not look back.

Since Rong Xiu sent such a big gift, he naturally wanted to laugh at it!