"Xinyi, please leave first. I want to talk to Ye Feng alone."

After all the strong men from all sides retreated, the King of Zhao Kingdom said to Zhao Xinyi.

Zhao Xinyi took a deep look at the king, knowing that her father just wanted to talk to Ye Feng alone, so she saluted the king, and then sent a message to Ye Feng, saying: "Ye Feng, my father's question can be answered

You have to do your best to answer, and don't be as tough as before."

"Um."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded to Zhao Xinyi. Today, it was not easy for him to be able to turn things around with just one mouth.

After Zhao Xinyi left, only the king and Ye Feng were left in the Xuanri Palace, and even the guards and maids were dismissed.

"Do you like Xinyi?"

After everyone left, the king turned his back to Ye Feng and asked.

"Since the king already knows this, why bother asking me."

Ye Feng spoke calmly.

"You took the initiative to propose a competition to find a bride, so you must be very confident about winning the first place in the search for a bride, right?"

After hearing Ye Feng's slightly harsh words, the king was not angry and continued to ask.

"If a person has no confidence in himself, then he will not achieve much in the future."

Ye Feng stood upright, with perseverance shining in his eyes. Although he did not dare to say that he was completely sure of himself, he had to do so. As a seven-foot man, he had to withstand various tests.

If you don’t have the courage to stand the test, how can you achieve the pinnacle of martial arts?

"Well said! I am looking forward to your performance in the martial arts competition to find a bride."

The king turned around and cast an approving look at Ye Feng. He could see in this young man a fighting spirit that others did not possess.

"Just now, you were telling me about my injury, could you be more specific?"

The king suddenly asked Ye Feng. A light of expectation appeared on his face.

It turned out that when everyone was present, Ye Feng expressed some opinions on the king's injuries through sound transmission.

Among them, many of the symptoms were very consistent with the king's own symptoms, which surprised the king.

He has been injured for many years and has been unable to cure it after visiting many famous doctors. In the past two years, the injury has gradually worsened, making the king feel more and more powerless.

The imperial physician in the palace was helpless and determined that the king only had three months left to live.

Today, before the king came to the Xuanri Palace, he took a pill that could temporarily lift the spirit of a terminally ill person, so that he could not see any abnormalities.

In fact, the king's oil has been exhausted long ago. If he had not been strong in cultivation, he might have died long ago.

"The king's injury was caused by the black evil palm?"

Ye Feng asked. He didn't understand this. The Scarlet Sky Demon Emperor who had just regained consciousness told him before.

"Yes."

The king nodded quickly. It seemed that Ye Feng really understood his injuries very well and could even easily tell him the technique that caused his injuries.

"The person who hurt you has cultivated the Black Evil Palm to a great level, so that the Black Evil Qi penetrated directly into your bone marrow. Since it could not be healed for a long time, the Black Evil Qi has gradually transferred to your heart. Soon after

It will endanger your life."

Ye Feng continued to speak. He learned all this from the mouth of the Red Sky Demon Emperor. The other party was a powerful Demon Emperor during his lifetime. He was well-informed and it was not surprising to see the king's injuries at a glance.

"You are right. To be honest with you, the imperial doctor estimates that this king's lifespan is less than three months."

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the king gave a long sigh to Ye Feng, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"I do have a way to help you eradicate the evil spirit from your body."

Ye Feng said with a bright light flashing in his eyes.

"What method? Can you tell me, the king?"

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the king's vicissitudes of eyes suddenly lit up, and the expression on his face became excited. He actually held Ye Feng's arm tremblingly, with a begging look. It can be seen that his desire to survive should be

How strong.

"Why should I tell you?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng actually pushed the king's hand away, his eyes became sharp in an instant, and said: "You dare to say that the collapse of my Ye family had nothing to do with your royal family!"

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the king fell into deep thought, sighed, and said: "Although I am in this position, there are some things that I can't do anything about. Ye Zhen is the pillar of our Zhao country, and I owe you the Ye family.

of."

Looking at the king, Ye Feng continued to ask: "I want to know, were you involved in what happened back then?"

When asking these words, Ye Feng felt uneasy. After all, the king is Zhao Xinyi's father. If the destruction of the Ye family is directly related to the king, then Ye Feng does not know how to face Zhao Xinyi.

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"No, everything was done by the Holy King."

The king shook his head and said: "I know that the Holy King harmed Zhongliang, but I can't do anything to him. This can be regarded as a debt to your Ye family."

There was regret in the king's voice. The relationships within the royal family were complicated. Even as a king, there were some things he couldn't help but do.

"In this case, I am asking you, if I seek revenge from the Holy Prince and other people or forces related to the destruction of my Ye family in the future, will you participate?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked the king.

In the entire Zhao Kingdom, Ye Feng is probably the only one who dares to speak to the king like this.

"As long as you are willing to tell me how to remove the evil spirit from my body, I, the king, can promise not to participate. The grudge between you will be resolved by yourselves."

The king replied without even thinking about it.

Ye Feng's eyes flickered, and he had to admit that the king was very adaptable. In order to survive, he actually chose to compromise with a young man named Ye Feng.

"Okay! Then you and I will make an agreement!"

Ye Feng nodded to the king and continued: "You first find a way to find the following materials. I will prepare a potion for you. As long as you take it according to my method, I guarantee that the black evil spirit on your body can be removed."

The energy is relieved."

As he spoke, he picked up the pen and ink, wrote a prescription, and handed it into the hands of the king.

The king read the prescription and found that there were dozens of medicinal materials recorded on it. Except for the snow ganoderma which was thousands of years old, the others were relatively common medicinal materials and could be obtained at will in the royal pharmacy.

This made the king take a deep look at Ye Feng, feeling that he could not see through Ye Feng more and more.

"Within half a month, I will gather all the medicinal materials you need, and then I will personally send someone from Tian Xuanwu Mansion."

The king was a little excited. The injury on his body had troubled him for many years. Now that he saw hope, he was naturally happy.

"good!"

Ye Feng nodded to the king. In any case, the other party was also Zhao Xinyi's father. As long as the other party promised not to interfere with his revenge on Lord Sheng and others, that was enough.

After chatting with the king for a while, Ye Feng left the palace. The conversation between the two was conducted in complete confidentiality. Therefore, in order to publicize it, he did not know that the two had reached an agreement secretly.

At the same time, many uninvited guests suddenly appeared in the imperial city of Zhao State. These people did not belong to any country in the Qingyun Region. They came from forces in other regions of the Nine Nether Divine Kingdom.

Outside the Qingyun Territory, martial arts are more prosperous, and strong people are as strong as the clouds, so that the strong people in the areas outside the Qingyun Territory always like to call the Qingyun Territory "Barbaric", which means desolation.

Therefore, when these people came to the Imperial City of Zhao State and saw that the people walking on the streets were all low-level martial arts cultivators, and the overall level of martial arts cultivators were many levels lower than them, they felt disdain and looked down on the natives of Zhao State.

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There were even people like Zhao Guowu Xiu who oppressed me from time to time.

On this relatively prosperous street in the imperial city, three men and one woman were walking on the street.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. If Ye Feng were here again, he would definitely be impressed by the two men and one woman.

It was just before that Ye Feng was transported to the Nine Nether Divine Kingdom, Jiuyou Realm, and Tianxi Mountain through the fourth floor of the Tianxuanwu Mansion Martial Arts Pavilion where he met Yuan Batian, the Saint of the Xuanri Palace, Mo Li, a disciple of the Tianshui Palace, and the Saint of Hanxue Villa.

The female character dreams about rain and sunshine.

In addition to these three people, there was a young man standing next to Meng Yuqing. This young man had a tall and tall figure. He looked to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in white and looked very heroic.

"It is indeed a barbaric land. Even the imperial city is so desolate. There are not many strong men at all. Here, a true martial artist should be able to dominate!"

Mo Li's eyes swept over the pedestrians on the street, with a hint of contempt in his expression.

"The Qingyun Territory is already desolate, and this is just a small border country in the Qingyun Territory. It is already good to be able to do this."

Yuan Batian smiled.

Now, both he and Mo Li have reached the level of true martial arts. Seeing that there are very few powerful people in the true martial arts level on the streets of Zhao Kingdom's imperial city, they naturally look down upon them with great contempt.

"This time, many forces are here to obtain the "Crystal of Will." You two, don't forget what our specific purpose is."

The young man next to Meng Yuqing said to Yuan Batian and Mo Li in a very lecturing tone.

"Senior Brother Murong said that if any of us can obtain the Crystal of Will and dedicate it to Master Xuanyuan, then we will receive a generous reward after all."

After being scolded by the young man named Murong, Yuan Batian and Mo Li not only were not angry, but also looked respectful.

"Senior brother's cultivation has broken through to the sixth level of the True Martial Arts Realm, and he has comprehended the power of force to the middle stage of the Transformation Realm. He will definitely be able to obtain the Crystal of Will through comprehension."

Meng Yuqing on the side stared at her senior brother Murong Feng with a look of reverence.
To be continued...