"Prince--" When a man who had been standing under the steps heard this sigh, his face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly took a step forward and called softly.
Prince Jin, dressed in gorgeous clothes, sat on the seat and slowly opened his eyes.
The divine light in his eyes made people dare not look at him. When the man who had just called him saw the prince's gaze, he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid the edge.
"Chen Mian, is there anything wrong?" Prince Jin asked, sitting upright.
Hearing Prince Jin's tone, Chen Mian seemed a little dissatisfied, so scared that he hurriedly fell to the ground, without any superior momentum in the court, and said tremblingly: "Back, report to Prince, there has just been news from the dog."
If Chen Shuci saw that his father was crawling in front of Prince Jin like a dog, I wonder what kind of thought would be.
"Oh?" A glimmer flashed in Prince Jin's eyes.
After being swept by his momentum, Chen Mian buried his head lowered. Although he tried hard not to tremble all over, his palms were still holding on the ground and his knuckles turned white because he tried too hard.
Seeing Chen Mian's fearful look, Prince Jin shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Get up, Chen Mian, you have been with me for decades. If you are so afraid of me, who else can I do in the future
Tell me what I am about."
"Yes." Chen Mian just responded and shrank and stood up timidly, not daring to talk to him any more.
After being an official for decades, he knew the dangers.
The more you understand the superiors, the closer you will be to death, so he dare not speak much in front of Prince Jin, even if he has followed Prince Jin for decades.
"Okay, what did he say?" Prince Jin raised his head and looked at Chen Mian.
Feeling that the prince had a solid gaze, Chen Mian tensed up all over his body. After thinking for a while, he said: "First of all, thank the prince for the golden elixir he gave. His strength has been greatly improved..."
Before Chen Mian could continue to say further, Prince Jin interrupted him and said, "What level has he reached now?"
Chen Mian replied: "Report to the prince, the dog son said that he had reached the Qianlong realm and was metallic."
"Qianlong, metallicity." Prince Jin frowned slightly, and his fingers beat the armrests of the seat rhythmically and fell into deep thought.
Seeing Prince Jin seemingly dissatisfied, Chen Mian's heart suddenly became hung.
After a moment, Prince Jin showed a smile on his face: "Very good, very good."
Seeing Prince Jin smile, Chen Mian relieved his heart and quickly thanked the prince: "Chen Mian thanked the prince for his cultivation on behalf of his son."
"Well, tell him not to forget the purpose of the King giving him the golden elixir." After saying that, Prince Jin wanted to thank Chen Mian again when he saw him, waved his hand to stop him, "You continue talking, what else did he bring?"
information?"
"Yes." Chen Mian bowed and continued, "The Dogzi also said, please rest assured. Now the new disciple of Tianling Sect is already headed by him, and the high-level disciple is also working hard. He will definitely live up to the prince's high expectations. At the Cultivation Conference
Let the Tianling Sect shine and successfully win the title of the world's No. 1 Cultivation Sect."
"That's good. The tiger father has no dog son. I am very pleased." Prince Jin had a faint smile on his lips.
People like him who are in high positions generally cannot put their joys and anger on their faces. At this moment, Prince Jin can smile, because this news makes him extremely happy.
Chen Mian was particularly happy that his son could be valued by the prince. The current series of flatteries made Prince Jin laugh.
"Okay, okay, don't say anything nice. You have followed me for decades. Don't you understand my thoughts? You said that in the past few decades, I have treated you badly?
You father and son help me get things done, so I will naturally not forget you." Prince Jin's eyes were full of cleverness. Obviously, the news Chen Mian brought him today made him particularly excited.
Chen Mian thanked repeatedly, and his waist was almost bent so straight that it could not be straightened.
"Okay, you should step down first. I must think about it carefully. During the Cultivation Conference, with this Cultivation Conference, the State of Chu and the Tianling Sect will once again consolidate their position on the mainland!"
Speaking of this, Prince Jin's whole body exuded a momentum of uneven power, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, and Chen Mian's breathing became difficult for a moment.
After arching his body and retreating from the hall, Chen Mian felt that his whole body was wet.
He smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Shu Ci, I really don't know if you should be happy for you or worry about you. Now this is the only one who can help you."
After Chen Mian went out, the hall returned to silence, with only Prince Jin's long and gentle breathing.
After about twenty minutes, three dark purple fireballs suddenly flashed in the center of the hall. The three fireballs rotated at high speed on the spot, forming a purple light curtain in the buzzing sound.
The light curtain dissipated, and a tall figure in a cloak stood in the center of the big dot.
He was nearly two meters tall, and a hole was broken in the hood of the cloak, and a long sharp corner was exposed from the hole. The man also held a steel fork that was a little taller than him.
The fork is black all over, I don’t know what material it is made of, but there is a faint red color on the tip of the fork that cannot be washed off.
"Prince." The man under the robe owed his body to Prince Jin, who was sitting at the seat. His voice was as harsh as steel rubbing, and his tone was not very respectful. "We have done everything you told me, you have promised it.
What about the conditions given to us?"
Prince Jin slowly opened his eyes and said, "Didn't I say that everything is at the Cultivation Conference, and you will naturally know it when the time comes. Will this king lie to you?"
"That's good." The man under the robe owed his body again, and the golden ring on the steel fork in his hand rustled, "Then I will go back and report first. The Twenty-Eight Constellations are looking forward to the prince's great journey. Oh yes,
Then, I would like to remind the prince that the Netherworld Warrior has made moves recently and we are still monitoring them."
After saying that, without waiting for Prince Jin's reply, the person under his robe turned into three light balls and disappeared from the spot.
Prince Jin's brows frowned suddenly, and after a moment, he snorted heavily.
With a buzzing whisper, a blood-red light shone out from the palm of Prince Jin's right hand, and a three-legged cauldron floated quietly in the light.
If others saw it, they would definitely speak out in surprise at this moment.
Because although Prince Jin is a registered disciple of the Tianling Sect, everyone thinks that he is trying to refine alchemy and maintain the immortality, and no one thinks that he really can practice the truth.
However, the light in Prince Jin's hand at this moment indicates that he is a cultivator, but a fire-attribute master who has broken through the Qianlong realm!
Looking at the slowly rotating three-legged tripod in the palm of his palm, a sharp light flashed in Prince Jin's eyes: "I don't understand, you don't understand either!"