The three of them have never been weak, but their tyrannical strength cannot be displayed in front of the young man named Yang Ling.
"What are you talking about? When that kid used that move, your souls couldn't move?"
A shout came from the side, and the cold-faced middle-aged priest suddenly walked over from the side with a look of shock on his face:
"How can this be?"
During the previous battle, it was very dark in the hall, and the distance was a little far away. Apart from knowing that the four generals were restrained by Yang Ji, they didn't know anything else.
To be honest, even he didn't know the inside story of the destruction of the four flesh-headed creatures and the sudden control of the four people. At that time, he only thought about saving people.
I just didn't expect that what the four people said was so horrifying.
Pulling the soul?
What kind of ability is this? Even a martial saint doesn't have this ability, right? No! Not only that, I've heard of evil arts that can absorb other people's arts, but I've never heard of evil arts that can absorb people's souls.
This terrifying ability is simply unheard of in the martial arts world.
Even the young prince Jiuding frowned slightly at this time.
"No! It's not nothing!"
At this moment, General Fan, who had been silent for a while, spoke. He had been humiliated by Yang Ji before, and now he finally found a chance to prove himself:
"Do you still remember the eighteen princes who first followed the late emperor when this dynasty was founded? One of them is good at the soul-related secret arts!"
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, even the cold-faced middle-aged priest changed his expression.
"General Fan, are you remembering correctly?"
The little Prince Jiuding sat up suddenly with his leaning body, waved his hand, and signaled the surrounding guards to put the golden chariot on the ground.
This meeting was originally just to eliminate the false and preserve the true. It was an experiment. I didn't expect that it would actually involve the eighteen first-generation princes, those eighteen legendary beings, especially the royal family, which is not a trivial matter.
The young prince of Jiuding hopes that General Fan really understands what he is talking about.
"Your Highness, although my subordinates are not familiar with things in martial arts, they are absolutely unmistakable about things in the military. At the beginning, eighteen princes followed the late emperor in the north and south. They made great contributions in dealing with the previous dynasty. It was the late emperor who
His right-hand man."
"One of the eighteen princes is just like Yang Ling, who is good at this soul-sucking martial art. In one battle, thousands of people were devoured by him, which was extremely terrifying. In the battle against the previous dynasty,
, this prince played a huge role.”
"Of the eighteen princes at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, this prince's martial arts skills were the highest. Unfortunately, later on, God was jealous of talented people. This prince died suddenly and was unable to pass down his bloodline, Taoism, and the martial arts he was good at.
Learning was also taken back by the royal family and put into the royal arsenal."
"More than a thousand years have passed since this incident. Although not many people know about it, my subordinates have heard about it from time to time in the army. There were eighteen princes at that time, and that one prince had the most prestige in the army.
, very respected by the army."
…
General Fan lowered his head and said sincerely.
"General Fan. Do you understand what you are talking about?"
The young prince of Jiuding said, his face was ugly and his hands were shaking, "Are you trying to say that this Yang Ling is actually sent by the royal family?"
The face of the young prince Jiuding was ugly, and the face of the cold-faced middle-aged priest was not much better. Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead like raindrops.
When it comes to the 18 first-generation princes, it is a secret of the royal family. Although many of the 18 first-generation princes have been passed down.
But things about their ancestors have always been taboo. Those who get too close to the secrets of the royal family and are too involved will almost never end well.
If that Yang Ling was sent by the royal family, it would be really scary.
The cold-faced middle-aged priest suddenly remembered that Yang Ling didn't show any fear when facing an eighth-level martial arts sect of his. He was completely confident.
Now that I think about it, if he was sent by the royal family, then everything can be explained. Although Prince Jiuding has great power, he can't do anything to the people of the royal family.
On the other hand, if that person gives instructions, they will be in danger!
"Your Highness! Your subordinates just discuss the matter and don't know anything else! Maybe, maybe, this Yang Ling has nothing to do with that Prince and His Highness at all."
General Fan felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere and suddenly realized that he might have made a mistake and said the wrong thing, so he quickly denied it.
However, General Fan's explanation did not make the atmosphere in the palace relaxed, but instead made it heavier and tense. Generals Fan, Liu, Li, and Zhao are all members of the military and have upright personalities. What do you think of saying?
What, still maintain the true character of the military, not so much scheming.
This explanation just feels far-fetched.
Moreover, martial arts that can directly target and attack the soul are too rare, and such a mark is too obvious. Yang Ji is only at the seventh level of martial arts, and he possesses this incredible ability.
It would be strange to say that there was no one behind him, or that there was no big background.
"Your Highness, this matter is not trivial. If the royal family keeps an eye on us or has any objections to us, something serious will happen. We should tell His Highness the Prince immediately and let the Prince decide!"
The cold-faced middle-aged priest immediately turned to the young prince of Jiuding on the golden chariot and said. The relationship between the DPRK and China is now delicate. The prince is competing with others for control of the Imperial Guards, and the prince also has close contacts with important officials of the imperial court.
If it were other times, that would be fine. In this situation, it is difficult to say whether this matter caused dissatisfaction among the royal family, so Yang Ling was sent to warn them.
The power of God is unpredictable. Just thinking about this possible situation, the cold-faced middle-aged worshiper couldn't help but sweat and wet his vest.
Throughout the dynasties, those who offended the imperial power would not end well. There were several princes imprisoned in the clan’s mansion!
"no!"
The young prince of Jiuding suddenly stood up from the golden chariot and without hesitation rejected the cold-faced middle-aged man's opinion:
"This matter is not that simple? If the royal family is dissatisfied with us and sends someone to sneak over secretly, do you think he will reveal his identity like this?"
"this……"
The cold-faced middle-aged priest suddenly calmed down. Indeed, if that Yang Ling really disobeyed the royal family's order, he definitely should not have used his soul-like skills to reveal his identity at that time.
"This matter is not that simple. That Yang Ling is not necessarily targeting us!"
The young prince of Jiuding said without hesitation. His expression was calm, and the light in his eyes flashed. It involved the entire Jiuding prince's palace, and the whole body was affected by it. At this time, he calmed down.
The cold-faced middle-aged monk couldn't help but admire him secretly. He was originally a little dissatisfied with the young prince Jiuding, but at this time, seeing that the young prince Jiuding could calm down quickly without losing his composure, he couldn't help but be secretly convinced.
Thinking about it carefully, it is true that as the young prince said, there are still many doubts in it.
"Your Highness, what do you mean?"
The cold-faced middle-aged man said tentatively.
"The incident involving Marquis Zhongwu attracted too many people's attention this time. Even some military families from the border came, and nobles from the imperial court also came overtly or covertly."
"The three military governors of the military have never been easy to interact with outsiders, let alone nobles and princes. This time so many people heard about it and caused such a big stir. It would be difficult for the royal family not to pay attention. The royal family
It’s not unexpected to send someone to observe. What’s more,...that person is still in Taiyuan Continent.”
When talking about "that one", the young prince Jiuding muttered, his voice lowered several notches.
The cold-faced middle-aged monk, General Fan and others did not listen, and they all tacitly agreed not to ask about "that person". In any case, the little prince Jiuding has won the respect of everyone.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?"
The cold-faced middle-aged man worshiped.
"Don't worry, take a step first. In the imperial capital, my father is not the only one who wants to get involved in the Imperial Guard Shenwuwei. Even if the royal family is not happy, it is impossible to target my father. I have a feeling, I
I’m afraid that’s not the real target.”
The little prince of Jiuding said.
He is also self-aware that his father and Marquis Zhongwu are far from reaching the point of "collaborating together" and arousing the fear of the royal family. Otherwise, there is no need for him to run to Taiyuan Continent.
When he came, he already knew that most likely Zhongwuhou would not see him at all this time. This visit was just because his father did not give up and wanted him to test it out and have some contact with him.
To this extent, it is far from the point where the imperial court needs to send a "special envoy" of this level to scare itself.
Moreover, although he was known as the young prince outside and was respected by everyone, the young prince Jiuding knew very well that he was actually just a playboy in the imperial capital, and that was how he should be in the eyes of the imperial court.
Do you have to use a knife to kill a chicken?
"There's no need to report anything about my father. There are always mistakes and omissions in correspondence, and they might cause some trouble."
The little prince Jiuding finally thought about it and finally paid attention:
"After this matter is over, I will personally report it to my father. As for Yang Ling... I am not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Regardless of whether he is a member of the imperial court or not, you first provide me with good food and drink.
Don’t alert the snake, and don’t offend him! Just pretend you don’t know what to do and just do whatever you want, do you understand?”
"Yes, Your Highness!"
There was a loud response, and the hall quickly became quiet.
"Next……"
The door opened quickly, and another martial arts master who had been recruited walked in with his sleeves fluttering.
…
Deep in the Golden Palace Station, Yang Ji had no idea how much trouble the soul vortex he revealed had caused to the young prince Jiuding and his party.
The purpose of using the soul vortex was not to expose too many clues and let the young prince Jiuding guess his identity. As for the others, they were not what Yang Ji had expected.
"Nine-curve Tongmai Pill is really a good thing!"
In the room, Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the golden nanmu floor, with two fingers stretched out, facing the sun, holding a tangled pill with a curved surface and looking at it carefully. (To be continued...)