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Chapter 779 Cloud Silkworm Fairy Butterfly

At this moment, Zhao Feng was invited by the Luo family and the Prince's Mansion at the same time.

Before that, the three fat-faced old men who were still pestering and beating them had extremely wonderful expressions on their faces.

"I also want to meet this general in the Prince's Palace, but these friends from the Luo family insist on forcing me to attend his banquet."

Zhao Feng looked innocent and sighed bitterly.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three members of the Luo family changed drastically, and they almost vomited blood and cursed.

"What Luo family?"

The blue-robed general who was half-stepping into a king's face darkened, and the prince's token in his hand exuded the power of a monarch's dragon destiny that penetrated the world.

Under the influence of the prince's token, the blue-robed general who is half a king can exert king-level power.

"No sir...you misunderstood"

The fat-faced old man was so frightened that he lost his mind.

Even if he had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to compete for the distinguished guests of the prince's palace.

The Prince's Mansion is the ruling body of the Tianfeng Island Territory, and it quite controls the territory of a large group territory.

On identity.

That "Nan Fenghou" is the younger brother of the current Emperor Qian; when the Eighth Prince saw him, he would always call him "Uncle".

Even the three-star sect would not dare to provoke such a big shot.

Nominally, the Luo family, Wan Sheng Sect, etc. are all in the territory entrusted by "Nan Fenghou".

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao will wait for you to go to the Prince's Mansion. It won't be too late to come to my Luo family again."

The fat-faced old man said with a flattering smile.

"That's good."

The blue-robed general smiled calmly.

Immediately.

Zhao Feng set off with the blue-robed general, leaving behind everyone from the Zhao family and the Luo family.

"Why is Zhao Feng being invited by the Prince's Mansion? This matter must be reported to the head of the family and the young master as soon as possible.

"It seems that we need to take a long-term approach to deal with Zhao Feng."

The three people from the Luo family looked frightened.

Once Zhao Feng has any relationship with the Prince's Mansion, the backstage will be much more terrifying than the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

After all, the Prince's Mansion is the ruling body of the Tianfeng Island Territory.

A single thought from that "King of Nanfeng" could dominate this sea area and the survival of a certain force.

Half a day later.

A majestic mansion located in a forest of blooming flowers imprints Zhao Feng's realization.

Even though they were far away, Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes sensed an invisible aura of dynasty dragon luck gathering here.

"This is the Prince's Mansion?,

Zhao Feng secretly marveled that there were lakes, gardens, waterfalls, green mountains... all kinds of scenery in the mansion, similar to the layout of the "Demigod's Heritage Garden".

To say it is a mansion, it is better to say it is a small private kingdom.

"General, who is it that invited me here?"

Zhao Feng finally spoke.

After flying all the way until now, he took the initiative to ask.

The blue-robed general showed a hint of admiration. This fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old genius beast tamer's character and endurance were beyond imagination for his age.

"You will know soon. The prince is also at the house. If you are lucky, you may be lucky enough to see him."

The blue-robed general smiled but did not answer directly.

Zhao Feng did not ask any more questions.

He still has a certain interest in the title institution of the Daqian Dynasty.

As far as he knows.

The titles of the dynasty, from top to bottom, are emperor, duke, marquis, uncle, son and male.

The highest "emperor" is the Holy Emperor of Daqian.

In addition, the Supreme Emperor and the Queen are, in principle, also at the level of "imperial throne" or "semi-imperial throne".

Under the throne, there is the duke, commonly known as the grand duke, or the duke.

In the entire Daqian Dynasty, the title of princes was extremely rare. Some were "grand dukes" who controlled a state, and their cultivation level was often that of the Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm.

There are also some who are the elder uncles of the Holy Emperor Daqian.

Under the Grand Duke, one belongs to the title of "Prince", which is also a high-end title. Generally, one controls at least one large group domain, or the territory of several group domains.

And the "King of Nanfeng" is the leader among princes and marquises.

Some people may say that the title of the dynasty has no other practical meaning except the position of authority.

If you think so, you are totally wrong

because.

The title of the dynasty corresponds to the corresponding level of "luck".

The higher the title, the higher the dynasty luck enjoyed.

For example.

The current Holy Emperor of Daqian can enjoy the great fortune of the entire dynasty and the vast territory of heaven and earth.

With the blessing of this huge luck, even a useless person with a useless spiritual body can easily break through to the False God Realm as long as he becomes the "Da Qian Holy Emperor".

not to mention.

The bloodline qualifications of the royal family are the best in Daqian. Almost every holy emperor has the cultivation level of a great emperor or even a holy master of the Xuanguang Realm.

From this, we can see the mysterious effect of "dynasty luck".

Other titles under the throne can also enjoy a certain level of dynasty luck.

The power of luck is a mysterious and ethereal invisible force that can promote spiritual practice and increase various factors that are beneficial to oneself.

As long as your luck is strong enough, it is possible to change your destiny against the will of heaven.

Therefore, in the Daqian Dynasty, many strong practitioners fought hard to get the title.

"So, as long as an indigenous dynasty is established within the scope of the Daqian Dynasty and affects the fate of the dynasty, it will be sensed by Daqian."

Zhao Feng understood clearly in his heart.

This information is also some secrets that he only learned after integrating into the environment here.

Back then, the Daguang Dynasty, which was at its peak in the Qinghua Domain, was destroyed overnight. This was the reason.

As long as the Daqian Dynasty senses that a dynasty is being established somewhere, it will issue relevant orders and tasks to let the sects or dynasty institutions in the area deal with it.

"Mr. Zhao, wait a moment."

The blue-robed general brought Zhao Feng to a courtyard with colorful fallen pavilions.

Zhao Feng stood there and looked at it with interest.

Soon, the blue-robed general came out and said with a smile: "The princess invites you."

"Princess Princess?"

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned and couldn't help but search the memories in his mind.

Without thinking much, he walked slowly towards the romantic courtyard filled with pink flowers.

As soon as he entered, Zhao Feng bumped into someone.

It was an elegant man wearing a brocade robe.

"It's...it's you"

Zhao Feng and the elegant man spoke at the same time, looking at each other in surprise.

"Eighth Prince"

"Zhao Feng"

The two blurted out.

"Haha...Brother Zhao Feng, we are really destined."

The Eighth Prince regained his composure and smiled gracefully.

Before he left, he heard that the princess was going to summon a beast trainer, but he didn't care at first.

"You know each other..."

A voice as clear and beautiful as a bell came from the depths of a pink courtyard.

The Eighth Prince shook his head and smiled, and then walked to the courtyard with Zhao Feng.

"It's strange... what is this Zhao Feng's background? He actually knows the Eighth Prince."

The blue-robed general looked surprised and bowed away.

Stepping on the peach red petals on the ground, Zhao Feng and the Eighth Prince walked to the pavilion deep in the courtyard.

In front of the pavilion, stood a young girl with a dignified appearance and a noble temperament.

The girl was wearing a gorgeous pleated skirt. She was young but extremely beautiful, with a pretty face like porcelain.

At first glance, this girl fits very well with the noble princesses in those fairy tales.

"Princess Princess?"

Zhao Feng suddenly felt familiar.

The girl in front of me soon overlapped in my memory with the purple-dressed girl I met by chance in Wuyou Forest.

then.

Zhao Feng's target was the "Yin Ming Bird", and the girls just glanced at it casually.

Unexpectedly, this girl would be the princess of the Prince's Mansion.

In terms of relationship, the princess and the eighth prince should be cousins

"Zhao Feng, you are indeed the mysterious beast tamer I am looking for."

The princess smiled sweetly and said happily.

The two of them are both 14 or 15 years old on the surface, so there doesn't seem to be any generation gap.

Looking at Zhao Feng, who looked slightly stunned, the princess quickly introduced: "My name is Zhou Yuqing."

Zhou Yuqing... Princess Yuqing

Zhao Feng nodded in astonishment. He was not too restrained, but rather casual.

"Yu Qing, how did you get to know Zhao Feng?"

The eighth prince said calmly.

Originally, he planned to leave, but when he saw Princess Yuqing and the person summoned was Zhao Feng, he changed his mind.

"When we were in Wuyoulin..."

Zhou Yuqing looked a little excited and told a slightly exaggerated story about how he easily conquered the "Yin Ming Bird" when he met Zhao Feng in Wuyou Forest.

While listening, the Eighth Prince's eyes flashed slightly.

"It seems that Zhao Feng's area of ​​expertise should be Soul Dao."

The corners of the Eighth Prince's mouth curved slightly.

The reason why he stayed was because he wanted to learn more about "Zhao Feng".

Do not know why.

When the Eighth Prince saw Zhao Feng, he would be connected with the "Xin Wuhen" who was as transcendent as a master in his memory.

Xin Wuhen is a genius who has emerged from the mainland dynasty in recent years.

With the cultivation level of a half-step king, Xin Wuhen was temporarily ranked as the thirty-ninth genius on the Great Qian Emperor List.

The Daqian Emperor Ranking is ranked 500, including all the talented people from all over the Daqian Dynasty.

The top 100 are basically monopolized by the royal family, the eight major families, and the three- and four-star sects.

Xin Wuhen, on the other hand, has no family and no family, but with the cultivation level of a half-step king, he ranks 31st.

Among the top one or two hundred geniuses on the imperial list, his cultivation level is even at the bottom.

"Princess Yuqing, you asked Zhao to come to your house, you didn't just want to meet him, right?"

Zhao Feng opened his mouth and said.

After hearing these words, Princess Yuqing's pretty face like porcelain, a wisp of red flew across quickly.

That day, in the Wuyou Forest.

The mysterious purple-haired boy subdued the "Yin Ming Bird" with a raised hand, which she will never forget.

That young man, with his flowing purple hair, handsome face, and mysterious and cold temperament, often appeared in her mind.

As a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, she worships heroes, especially when faced with such a handsome and mysterious boy of the same age.

In this life, Zhao Feng has a better skin, and men with loose skin are more deadly to women.

"Zhao Feng, I came to you this time to ask you for a favor."

Princess Yuqing calmed down her emotions and returned to her usual elegance and beauty, smiling lightly.

"oh?"

The eighth prince became interested.

Things that cannot be solved even in the Prince's Mansion must not be simple.

Taking this opportunity, he could get to know the details about Zhao Feng.

"look"

Princess Yuqing looked mysterious, and a transparent bottle with exquisite glass appeared in her hand.

In the bottle, a small silkworm as clear as jade can be vaguely seen, about the size of a thumb, but with a pair of translucent wings.

The little silkworm was like a jade work of art. It was plump and plump, but it fell into a deep sleep, and its breath was weak and difficult to detect.

Even though it is contained in a unique bottle, the jade-like little silkworm still exudes a faint aura of the ancient times.

Meow meow

The little thieving cat suddenly jumped out and stood on Zhao Feng's shoulder, its eyes rolling around.

"Cloud Silkworm Fairy Butterfly"

When the Eighth Prince saw this little silkworm, he couldn't help but lost his voice: "Yuqing, this seems to be your father's collection, a legendary rare insect from the 'Ancient Ten Thousand Races List'?"

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