Five minutes later, the door bell rang.

Wang Jingzhu raised his hand, and a soft spiritual power opened the latch and opened the door.

Yuan Changsheng was over a hundred years old and was a famous Qi Refiner in the Xia Kingdom.

His hair was dyed black, without a beard, and his face was wrinkled, but he was in good spirits.

Yuan Changsheng heard the sound of the door lock falling, and opened it and saw that there was no one at the door. When he saw the glowing humanoid creature sitting cross-legged in the center of the living room, he couldn't help but be so excited that he walked over in three steps, knelt down, and bowed.

"Disciple Yuan Changsheng pays homage to Master."

The reason why Wang Jingzhu became a luminous humanoid creature was because her spiritual power was released and she formed a thick layer of spiritual light on her body.

The whole person was surrounded by aura, very bright and shining, and it made ordinary people unable to see her face and figure clearly.

Doing this is very spiritually consuming, but it is also very safe.

Wang Jingzhu glanced at Yuan Changsheng and said slowly: "Bone age is 107 years old, and his cultivation is at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage. Not bad. In this place where spiritual energy is exhausted, you can still practice to the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage. I think you have good talents and great skills to practice."

Yuan Changsheng was praised and became more excited and his face turned red. "Thank you Master for the praise, the disciple is not good enough, please give me more advice!"

"You already have the inheritance, so there is no need to become a disciple. This is the slave talisman, dripping your blood into it, and sincerely worship me as the main one. Don't resist the talisman's power."

An orange-yellow rune floated in front of Yuan Changsheng.

"Slave Lock Talisman? Master, are you asking me to be your slave?"

"Um."

"Master, I have not inherited the inheritance of others. Please test me and give me another chance. Please accept me as your disciple." Yuan Changsheng kowtowed three times in a row, begging in fear and fear, and his previous confidence was gone.

"Either become my slave; or die!" Wang Jingzhu made his voice cold.

"Master, please accept me. Please..." Yuan Changsheng crawled on the ground, climbed in front of Wang Jingzhu, burst into tears, like an old dog who was waving his tail and begging for mercy.

The pity of the old dog is just an appearance. After he approached Wang Jingzhu, the old dog turned into a tiger.

Yuan Changsheng slapped out his hands and brought out his true energy that he had been brewing for a long time without any restraint. He attacked with all his strength without any resistance.

This call is called the Tiger Down the Mountain.

While slapped out his palms, his entire body rushed forward and applied all his strength to the opponent to the greatest extent.

Wang Jingzhu pushed the Overlord Gun horizontally and blocked it with the gun bar.

Yuan Changsheng slapped the Overlord Gun, and the Overlord Gun rod bent inward and then bounced back like a spring.

Bang!

Yuan Changsheng flew backwards and smashed to the corner of the wall, unable to get up for a long time.

An old dog is still an old dog, and cannot become a real tiger.

"The storm is overestimating one's own ability."

Yuan Changsheng was unbelievable and a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth.

He failed to kill the other party in one blow. How could this be possible!

"I don't accept it! I am the most powerful Qi Refiner in China. You are just a guy who is fortunate to get the secret treasure of the Immortal Palace, but you can only have such great power by relying on the power of the Immortal Treasure! You pretend to be a thousand-year-old monster in seclusion and can deceive Wang Guoyu and Wang Jingbo and other mediocre talents, but you can't deceive me. I am the last inheritance of the Immortal Cultivation Clan. There is no other immortal! Who are you?"

The information about this sentence is so large. Wang Jingzhu was surprised. It turns out that Xia Kingdom also has a cultivation group. Are the legends in history true?

"You don't accept it?" Wang Jingzhu gently stroked the bar of the Overlord Gun. It was such a good gun.

How to deal with this smart old man?

I am over 100 years old and don’t care about my life at home, but I even come out to harm others.

Wang Jingzhu suddenly felt that this person was not worthy of being her slave. Her slave should be a handsome little brother or a cute little girl like Diancui. How could she be a bad old man!

The lock slave talisman returned to Wang Jingzhu's hands in a floating manner.

Putting away the lock slave talisman, Wang Jingzhu slowly stood up with the overlord gun.

When Yuan Changsheng saw this, he crawled forward a few times and raised his head hard. "You can't kill me! I am the last Qi Refiner in Kunlun and the last inheritor of the Art of Eternal Life. So what if you get the Immortal Treasure? You don't know how to use the Immortal Treasure to practice! You can only sell the Immortal Treasure to mortals for a few money to spend. If you kill me, you will cut off the road to immortality! We can cooperate, you will divide half of the Immortal Treasure you get, and I will teach you how to use these Immortal Treasures. How about it?"

Wang Jingzhu slowly walked to Yuan Changsheng, and the overlord spear was slowly handed out, and the tip of the spear hit Yuan Changsheng's throat.

"Not very good. I don't look down on your immortality technique."

Yuan Changsheng was really panicked. He didn't expect that the other party was not even interested in Kunlun's inheritance. "I am the inheritor of the ancient culture of the country and an expert who receives national subsidies. You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will be able to repay your life, and you will not be able to escape the legal sanctions!"

The gun rod of the Overlord swayed gently, and the tip of the gun was circled on Yuan Changsheng's throat. "Oh, weren't you still showing off how you played with the law before? You're telling me now? What I want to say is, I killed you, and a little spiritual fire burned cleanly, who would know?"

A ball of flame rose from Wang Jingzhu's palm. The flames spewed out, quiet and weird.

"Senior, I am willing to be your slave. Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Yuan Changsheng finally collapsed and shouted loudly. The reason why he shouted so loudly was not only to beg for mercy, but also to help him call the police or something if someone outside could hear it.

Wang Jingzhu shook his head. "I'm so old, why bother?"

Sha people? Wang Jingzhu never thought of sha people in Xia Kingdom unless it endangers her family's life like Lan Fangfang.

This is her country.

She loves this place deeply.

The motherland should always be beautiful and peaceful.

Moreover, Yuan Changsheng took away Wang Jingbo, and the old man could not die before Wang Jingbo was safe.

However, Wang Jingzhu was unwilling to let Yuan Changsheng go like this.

It seems that he can only be accepted as a slave.

It's so ugly that he won't stay by his side, so he asked him to be a slave to his father. It can be considered as finding a free bodyguard for his family.

After Yuan Changsheng cried and kowtowed for more than a dozen times, Wang Jingzhu threw out the lock slave talisman again.

This time, without Wang Jingzhu's remarks, Yuan Changsheng happily picked up the lock slave talisman and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the lock slave talisman.

As soon as his blood was entered into the talisman, the runes were immediately activated.

Silent.

Only Yuan Changsheng could feel it, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his head and gently pinched it.

He also had a feeling that if he rose up to resist at this time, he would have the possibility of escaping from the rune confinement.

Of course, Yuan Changsheng did not dare to resist, so he could only let the Lock Slave Talisman slowly lock his soul.

About a minute later, Yuan Changsheng felt an iron cage covered with thorns stuck on his head. As long as he resisted a little, he would be pierced by the steel pierced head.

Yuan Changsheng did not feel discouraged and sad, but became excited.

Such a method is indeed a method of immortals.
Chapter completed!