The eldest prince and the seventh prince were frightened and went to the heavenly prison. Even if the prince was not allowed to come out easily, most of them died directly in it.

The two begged repeatedly, and the eldest prince rushed up and hugged the table legs but refused to be dragged away.

"Father, please spare me. We know we are wrong. Give us another chance..."

The emperor waved his hand hard, and the Imperial Guard dragged the two away fiercely.

As the two princes begged for mercy gradually faded away until they could not hear it, the hall fell silent. Emperor Yingzong sat back in pain. He looked at everyone, his eyes fell on the fourth prince, and there was a little guilt in his eyes.

He did have the intention of checking and balancing the fourth prince, so he gave such an important opportunity to make contributions to the eldest and the second brothers, but the result was such a situation.

The Zuo Prime Minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, don't be angry anymore. It's important to take care of the dragon's body. There are no major problems anyway. Of course, thanks to Sun Ang."

Yingzong nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "The last time Sun Ang's contribution was not discussed how to reward him, he made great contributions again, which was even greater than the last time. Tell me, how should I reward him these two times?"

The right prince smiled and said, "Your Majesty might as well ask him what reward he wants?"

Yingzong followed the advice: "Sun Ang, come up and tell me what you want?"

Sun Ang went up with his will. When he passed by the Fourth Prince, he looked at him with a drooping eyebrows. The Fourth Prince blew his beard and glared, making a lip shaped like "You dare".

Sun Ang suddenly lost interest in the eggplant made by frost. After coming forward to pay a visit, he said, "Your Majesty, please give me something. I am not greedy."

Emperor Yingzong was amused: "You kid quickly, don't let me do it perfunctorily."

Sun Ang thought for a while: "Royal Treasure."

Emperor Yingzong nodded and said helplessly: "I have thought about it all over and over again. Only these treasures can be rewarded to you. You can go back first. I will discuss with you what kind of regulations are there."

Of course, Sun Ang went back with great confidence. The eldest prince and the seventh prince were both thrown into the heavenly prison. No one in the entire court made things difficult for him.

Because Zuo Zhenzong wanted to avoid suspicion, he followed him back to Tianmen Martial Arts Academy. Seeing that his disciple's face was not very good, he took out a jade bottle and threw it over. He said angrily: "Is it very serious? Who told you to show off your power!"

Sun Ang opened the jade bottle, and a strong fragrance of medicine penetrated into his nostrils. He suddenly felt much more refreshed: "Sixth-level spiritual pill!"

Sun Ang exclaimed, this is the highest level of spiritual pill he has obtained so far. Master is always a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart.

Zuo Zhenzong snorted: "One of these pills will be gone after eating them. So think clearly before you are alive next time. Not every time you are so lucky to be able to save them."

Sun Ang nodded: "I understand."

Zuo Zhenzong left, Sun Ang returned to his residence and told Xiaolan and Xiaozi not to disturb him. Then he walked into the secret room and activated the Mahayana talisman seal.

As soon as he sat down, a grimace appeared on his face, his body shook, and he couldn't suppress a mouthful of black blood and spurted out.

He quickly swallowed the sixth-level spiritual pill given by his master, meditated and breathed, and slowly healed his wounds.

This time the injury was much heavier than it looked. First of all, he was bombarded by the Yayuan Shaved Scar, and he was injured all the way. He was already very serious.

Then he fell down. Although Zuo Zhenzong caught him below, the impact was still huge, and the injury was even worse.

Zuo Zhenzong may have seen it, so he spared no effort to give him this sixth-level spiritual pill. With his current injuries, even a bottle of fifth-level spiritual pill may not be useful if he swallowed it.

While meditating, Sun Ang’s face turned red, white and gray, and repeated nine times. Finally, a swell of black blood was spit out.

The blood was vomited, and the injury was mostly healed.

Sun Ang opened his eyes, but there was no trace of joy on his face, because he felt something was wrong in his body.

When they got up and went out, Xiaolan and Xiaozi had already prepared a lot of food. The two little girls now have experience and know that their young master has a lot of food. Therefore, whenever he goes into seclusion, he uses the small red clay stove to heat up various foods. Sun Ang can eat them directly when they come out. If Sun Ang doesn't come out, they will change to a new one and continue to heat up.

He ate about ten portions of food, feeling that he couldn't eat it anymore. Sun Ang frowned. In the past, he would eat thirty portions of food in one breath, and after he reached the middle stage of the Life Lamp Realm, his appetite increased again and he could eat 40 portions of food.

But now my health is obviously in trouble, and I feel full after eating ten servings.

He put down the chopsticks, and the two little girls were worried: "Young master, is it that we don't make it delicious?"

Sun Ang waved his hand to comfort them: "It has nothing to do with you, I'll go out."

Half an hour later, he sat in front of Mr. Song accompanied by Sun Ningxuan.

Song Yue and Sun Yi were still in Weiyuan County City, but Old Master Song came to Mingjing first to prepare a spiritual elixir shop for Sun's family.

He took Sun Ang's pulse, and then used sixteen golden needles to penetrate into the acupoints and injected Yuanxi into view.

The more he checked, the more he looked, the more he became. Finally, he suddenly slapped a palm on a certain acupoint on Sun Ang’s back. This palm was not heavy, but it made Sun Ang spit out another mouthful of blood.

Sun Ningxuan was shocked: "Old Song, you..."

Sun Ang held him: "It's much more comfortable to choose grandpa."

He always felt that his body was not smooth, his meridians, blood, etc. seemed to be blocked by something. This feeling was very bad.

Mr. Song's palm made him spit out a mouthful of blood, which was indeed much more comfortable.

Sun Ningxuan gave a thumbs up: "Old Song has a good method!"

Mr. Song's face did not improve at all. He sat solemnly opposite Sun Ang and said, "Young Master, tell me about your recent experience. No matter whether the court wants to keep it confidential, you have to say it, otherwise I can't judge your situation and it will delay treatment."

Sun Ang then began with the year-end exam and explained his recent experience in detail.

Mr. Song frowned deeper and deeper. After Sun Ang finished speaking, he slapped the handle of the chair hard: "It's bad here!"

Sun Ang and Sun Ningxuan were confused. Old Master Song sighed and said, "Young Master, I don't want to hide it from you. You have to be mentally prepared. This injury is difficult to heal."

"What!" Sun Ningxuan was even more worried than Sun Ang.

Mr. Song said: "You have been in and out of the Yayuan Shredder many times, and the magic energy inside is very rich. In addition to the magic energy, there is also a large amount of chaotic space energy, which has superposition effects, which erodes your body very seriously.

In addition, you will be injured every time, and the Yuanjiu is consumed a lot, and the protection of yourself is weakened, and the erosion of these forces will intensify. Now in your body, alien energy has penetrated into the bone marrow and conflicts with the Yuanjiu you have cultivated. Although it has not reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, this alien energy is very difficult to pull out. Unless the supreme powerhouse in the realm of Destiny takes action, it is probably..."

He shook his head and couldn't bear to continue talking. Sun Ningxuan was anxious: "Old Song, there is no strong man in Gan Ming's realm. Is there no other way?"

Mr. Song thought about it seriously, but still shook his head helplessly. Sun Ningxuan was already a little desperate.

Sun Ang looked bleak and gritted his teeth and asked, "What will be the worst result of this kind of injury?"

Mr. Song hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth: "Diet to die!"

Sun Ang's face changed slightly and soon recovered. He nodded to Mr. Song: "Thank you." Then he left without saying anything. Sun Ningxuan chased him out and asked with a distressed heart: "Aner, you..."

Sun Ang's expression was as usual: "Don't worry, choose grandpa, I won't give up like that. Grandpa Song's judgment is not wrong, but I still believe in myself. I have overcome many difficulties and obstacles before, but I don't believe that I can't get through this time!"

Sun Ningxuan sighed and nodded silently.

Sun Ang fell silent and rarely appeared in front of others. Instead, he meditated in the secret room every day, trying every means to treat his injuries, but the effect was not obvious.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed. On this day, a fast horse suddenly rushed into Mingjing. The knight was exhausted, but he seemed very excited. He raised the battle report in his hand: "Great victory! Great victory on the battlefield of human-demons! General Sun Yuanhai defeated the troops of the demon clan Makro and killed 4,000 elite demon clans!"

The entire Mingjing city was sensational, and the Ganming Dynasty had never won such a major victory on the battlefield of human and demons. People heard shouts and rushed out from home, shops, and yamen, chasing the cavalry closely, asking for details loudly.

But the knight's physical strength was overdrawn, but it was just a feeling of excitement, just a mechanical roar, venting the pride that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart. He could not hear the inquiries from everyone behind him.

He rushed all the way to the imperial city, and after verifying his identity, he was released. Soon he fell head-on in the Golden Palace: "Your Majesty, great victory..."

After insisting on this, he raised the battle report and fainted with his eyes.

Emperor Yingzong hurriedly said, "Take the war report up, carry him down for treatment."

The battle report came to Emperor Yingzong's hands, and there were many ministers around him, including the fourth prince, who stretched their necks and waited for the result.

Emperor Yingzong finished reading the ten lines at a glance, and seemed a little unsatisfied. He read it again from beginning to end, and finally burst into laughter, passed the battle report, and praised loudly: "Okay! That's great! Sun Yuanhai did not disappoint me, this battle was beautiful!"

The battle report reached the left prime minister who was closest to His Majesty. When it was in the emperor's hand, everyone dared not come up. When it came to the left prime minister, he had not read it yet, but everyone had already rushed up and formed a group of people and started to look at it together.
Chapter completed!