The sky was dimly bright, and high in the sky far away from the capital city, a huge roc bird slowly flapped its wings and flew.

At the microscopic level, its wingspan reaches a terrifying width of more than twelve meters, its body is also very thick, and its eyes are particularly agile, and it seems to possess great wisdom.

On the back of Pengniao, two figures, one large and one small, were sitting.

The large silver light is bright, and there are bloody lines spreading, giving it a strange and evil feeling that strangers should not approach.

As for the small ones…

The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth was looking around with a curious look on his face.

"Uncle, can I touch this Dapeng's head?"

The young man turned to ask. Wang Hui didn't even raise his eyelids: "Call me ancestor."

After a while of silence, the young man's voice came again: "...Uncle, can I touch this ancestor's head?"

"hiss…"

Wang Hui felt a little sore for no reason, but when he opened his eyes and saw the young man's cautious expression, he sighed: "Touch, touch, touch."

"Thank you uncle!"

The young man's face was filled with joy, and he cautiously moved forward. When he estimated that the distance was close, he lowered his upper body and reached out his hand to touch the feathers on the side of the bird's neck.

Seeing that the latter glanced back at him without much resistance, the young man's nervousness was relieved a lot, and he waved his hands to caress him again and again.

This boy is the "treasure" that Prince Yan sealed and refined in the incense burner.

His name is "Zhao Chan", and he is the grandson of Prince Yan Zhao Kuo. In terms of relationship, he is the distant cousin of Zhao Qichen, the current emperor of Dasong.

After waking up, Zhao Chan was not too afraid when facing Wang Hui who had transformed into a mercury blood film. He asked for permission in everything, just out of the habit of obeying the rules.

He claimed that he had been to many places and had seen many weirdos like Wang Hui, who could also breathe fire, spit water, etc. If there was an opportunity, he could introduce everyone to get to know each other and play together.

Wang Hui listened silently and had a clear understanding in his heart.

This little guy may have never left the Zi Mansion in his life, because the "many places" he talked about were all scenes from the eighteenth floor of Prince Yan's house!

The "weirdos" Zhao Chan had seen were all created by magic. They had been destroyed one by one by Wang Hui last night. There must be no chance to see them again...

According to his experience, the only two normal people he has come into contact with, besides his grandfather Prince Yan, are the imperial brother Zhao Qichen!

It seems that the two brothers have a good relationship...

Wang Hui thought about the emperor's innocent appearance, and then compared it with Zhao Chan. He seemed to be the type to play with.

It's a pity that the little guy didn't know the specific purpose of Prince Yan. He even thought it was normal for him to sleep in a coffin like this, and he thought everyone should be like this.

After Wang Hui left the capital with Xiao Zhao Chan, for the convenience of transportation and to conduct an experiment, he found a roc with good qualifications in the deep mountains and old forests, and used the [Seed of Awakening] to stimulate his intelligence.

The size of the Peng bird has doubled and its aura intensity has also increased from the initial Qi Refining Great Perfection (Silver Peak) to the Foundation Establishment Small Perfection (Platinum High Level).

According to the world of practitioners, after the roc bird that has become a demon develops the inner elixir, it can transform into a human form and go further on the path of demon cultivation!

The awakening ceremony consumes s/1% of Wang Hui's source energy, which is ridiculously high when compared to the previous A-level awakening of a creature of the same level as a roc in the natural world.

It must be because the world of practitioners is too far away and the rules restrict the inheritance of sacred objects by non-local people.

Fortunately, Wang Hui's most commonly used [Eternal Eye] is less affected. Insight-type moves are not as crowded as fusion-type and awakening-type moves.

Moreover, the luxurious mansion where he temporarily stayed last night happened to be the home of Dasong Hubu Shangshu. Wang Hui took a look around before leaving.

The spiritual stones obtained were enough to offset the cost of awakening Pengniao later. In addition, I also picked up a lot of antique property, spiritual talismans and elixirs.

I even found a sixth-grade jade flute under the bed in Mrs. Shangshu’s bedroom...

"I have also set up a household department for the Kingdom of God. Who is the head of the Zuoqiu family now? The family is definitely not as wealthy as the household secretary.

You still have a great ability to make money by praising the powerful! After paying tribute to Zifu and Wolong Temple, I can still carry so much..."

Wang Hui ignored Xiao Zhao Chan who was playing with birds. His mental energy sank into the [Dimensional Bag]. After taking stock of the harvest in the House of the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, his attention turned to the incense burner magic weapon.

This treasure is called [Zhao Ri]. Without the cover of incense ash, its quality can be fully revealed. It is at the top level among the seventh-grade magic weapons, and is similar to the [Heavenly Protector] ring that Wang Hui made for the first place in the martial arts competition.

The small coffin inside is also a magic weapon, its name is unclear, it is a sixth-grade weapon, and it mainly acts as a "transmitter". Its function is to properly integrate the blood and energy from the power of the dead baked by the purple fire of the incense burner into Xiao Zhaochan's body.

The coffin magic weapon and the [Zhaori] incense burner both have space attributes. After the two are superimposed, if a Xiao Zhao Chan is placed inside, it will not be able to be included in other space magic weapons.

That's why Prince Yan didn't take it with him, making his grandson who had high hopes become Wang Hui's hostage...

However, this little guy had too little experience and had no idea of ​​being a hostage. He thought that "Uncle Hongjun" was one of the elders who played with him just like those "weirdos" in the basement on the 18th floor.

On the contrary, it was the huge awakened roc that frightened Xiao Zhao Chan even more. After all, he had never seen such a large beast creature before.

However, the peng bird obeyed Uncle Hongjun's advice, and little Zhao Chan could follow him and touch the bird's head. Without permission, the big bird would probably swallow him in one bite!

After playing with the bird for a long time, seeing that the other party always seemed to be indifferent, Xiao Zhao Chan also gradually calmed down and returned to the back of the bird. When he saw Uncle Hongjun closing his eyes and concentrating, he had nothing to do, so he also followed suit and sat cross-legged.

Head.

After a while, I successfully entered samadhi, as if I had entered the realm of unity between heaven and man. After another moment, I heard a small snoring sound.

Wang Hui was very aware of Xiao Zhao Chan's every move, and secretly lamented that such a heartless young man was so good that he could fall asleep with his head hanging down...

The most outrageous thing is that this little guy is motionless, and there is also free spiritual energy gathering towards him!

"It should also be the effect of the true dragon's blood. It is estimated that King Yan has taken blood from the emperor many times intermittently. Zhao Chan's response to the Golden Dragon of Great Song of National Fortune is faster than that of the emperor."

After taking the elixir that the emperor "voluntarily" refined in the future, I am afraid that Prince Yan will really be able to replace Da Song with a "right son"!

"This national destiny was obtained by King Yan, and I, the ancestor, obtained it even more."

Wang Hui snorted softly and sent a spiritual power to the awakening bird. The latter understood and accelerated its wings again, getting further and further away from the capital.

Prince Yan was poisoned by Wang Hui's extraordinary mercury and lost his vital grandson. In his anger, he may do some crazy things in the near future, so he will avoid the limelight for the time being.

As for Wang Huizhong's "Ziwei Xuanming Palm" fire poison... isn't it the combination of pseudo-rule mental power and fire power? It has been digested long ago, and he has learned the same trick.
Chapter completed!