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Chapter 228 save a person

"In five days, the news of my return has not spread. It is basically certain that Shen Rong, Liang Lei, and Chen Fengyu are people worth cultivating!"

In the small courtyard, Wu Ming looked at a booklet with only a few dozen names on it. After reading for a while, he put a check mark behind the three names with a red pen. Apex 23S.

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After closing the book and thinking silently for a while, Wu Ming stood up and looked into the courtyard.

"Are you going back?"

At some point, Sang Jingjing came to the side.

"Aunt Jing!"

Wu Ming was about to speak but stopped.

"Needless to say, you are already sixteen years old. Children of ordinary families should also start a family and start a business. Remember to come and see me when you have time."

Sang Jingjing gently arranged Wu Ming's clothes and warned.

"Um!"

Wu Ming nodded heavily, bowed, and turned around.

Qingzhu bid farewell to each other silently until he was in front of the door, 'watched' him leave, and then slowly closed the door.

"It's been two years and there's still no news from Brother Sang. What happened?"

Although he didn't ask much, Wu Ming always thought about the missing Sang Shen.

With the power of the Sang family, it has been nearly three years, but apart from the fact that the soul lamp has not been extinguished and that Sang Shen is still alive, there is still no clue!

"Come out!"

When he reached an uninhabited alley, Wu Ming stopped suddenly and didn't look back.

"We haven't seen you for two years, but the young prince's perception is still sharp!"

In the shadows, a tall and thin figure walked slowly out. Under the slightly scattered shawl hair, a resolute face of about twenty years old was revealed. It was the Storm Swordsman-Chen Fengyu!

"Haha, with my mere physical training, can I still be able to enter the eyes of the Storm Swordsman, who is at the peak of his artistic conception?"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

"The young prince said something serious. I wonder why the young prince has summoned me?"

Chen Fengyu's pupils narrowed slightly and he said respectfully.

With his eyesight, he naturally couldn't see through Wu Ming's cultivation level under the cover of the dragon robe. He only thought that after two years, Wu Ming's cultivation level would be improved to a higher level. Unexpectedly, he was still in the realm of body refining.

Although he has reached the peak of his artistic conception, he is only half a step away from achieving innateness, which is enough to be proud of.

But just now, it was Wu Ming who discovered him first, which was enough to explain a lot of things, and he couldn't help but put away his small pride!

Since it comes from Wu Ming, there is no need to doubt it!

And the reason why he came to the door was naturally the secret code Wu Ming arranged for Shen Rong to do that night!

"In three days, you have to save someone!"

Wu Ming said calmly.

"I wonder who it is?"

Chen Fengyu asked subconsciously, feeling a little regretful after asking. When he saw Wu Ming's eyes flashing slightly, he felt awe-inspiring.

"If you can complete it, I will help you achieve innateness within a year. If you can't or do unnecessary things, you will never come back!"

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he walked away with an indifferent expression.

"My young prince, is there any news about my little sister?"

Chen Fengyu's eyes trembled, remembering the original agreement, and asked urgently.

Unfortunately, there is no answer!

"One year!"

Chen Fengyu gritted his teeth, saluted Wu Ming's back respectfully, and turned to leave.

Whether it was about her sister or her talent in one year, everything was very important to him and there was no room for any mistakes.

Fortunately, there are three days to arrange it, otherwise leaving Cuiyan Tower for too long without any reason will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble!



"The young prince is back, the young prince is back!"

At three o'clock in the morning, great cheers came from the palace of Prince Wu, because Wu Ming, who had been away for two years, returned to the palace.

This time, Wu Ming did not hide anything and entered Prince Wu's Mansion openly, announcing his return to the watching forces without any scruples!

The news was sent to the desks of all parties at an unimaginable speed.

Whether they are hostile, neutral, or allies, a thin but arrogant figure always appears in their minds, as if asking, who has an elder and a younger one in their family?

In Ciyun Garden, Wu Ming respectfully offered incense and paid homage to the memorial tablets of his two generations of grandfathers, Hu Qing and others. Then he came to the front yard and summoned the young Hu Lai who had rushed back after hearing the news.

Looking at the young faces that were much more mature and stable, Wu Ming nodded happily and patted each person's shoulders heavily.

In the evening, a banquet was held in Prince Wu's Mansion to celebrate, which did not disperse until midnight.

"Success?"

After everyone retreated, Wu Fu asked excitedly in the pavilion of Ciyun Garden.

"Um!"

Wu Ming nodded heavily.

"Okay, okay! Although it took two years, I have achieved success through combined efforts. The aura can be achieved overnight, and the artistic conception is not a problem. It is expected that within five years!"

Wu Fu's eyes turned red and he said hello repeatedly.

As the person who knows best why Wu Ming left, he naturally knows what the Realm of Tongli represents!

In fact, when he learned about this, he was the one who disagreed the most.

After all, Wu Ming sought the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" in order to refine his internal organs like a wall and embark on the path of a supreme warrior.

However, even though he had great confidence in Wu Ming, he thought it was too high-spirited to achieve both inner strength and strength.

Fortunately, Wu Ming spent half a year digging the mountain Buddha on the bank of the Wulong River and finally succeeded, laying a solid foundation for entering the Qi realm.

In other words, it laid an unimaginable foundation for future martial arts.

Wu Fu could even imagine that for Wu Ming, there were no bottlenecks before Xiantian, and it was a smooth road!

"Uncle Fu, this is too exaggerated. After all, I still have the will to fight, and I have to pass the two levels of force!"

Wu Ming scratched his head in embarrassment.

Only in front of Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing would he show such a natural childlike attitude!

"Haha, although I am old, my eyesight is still good. When you were fighting with the Yuan family's little monkey, there were signs of the general trend in you. It may be difficult for others to understand the general trend of martial arts, but you...

It is possible to transcend the martial mind and directly understand the general trend!"

Wu Fu laughed and scolded, and did not hesitate to praise him.

Hearing this, Wu Ming could only smile bitterly in return, secretly amazed in his heart.

Although he hides himself well, in front of familiar people, especially strong masters like Wu Fu, some clues will still be revealed inadvertently.

Fortunately, we are all our own people, so there is no harm in it.

"Uncle Fu, I'm sixteen years old!"

After chatting for a while, Wu Ming suddenly said.

"Yes, I'm sixteen. Time flies so fast. It's time to start a family and start a business!"

Wu Fu was slightly startled, then sighed heavily and looked at the mourning hall with nostalgia.

In China, the age of sixteen is the sign of adulthood. Whether in martial arts or other aspects, one has entered a semi-mature stage.

This is why many sects set a time limit for examination before the age of sixteen when accepting disciples.

For Wu Ming, sixteen is an extremely important age.

According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, he has reached the age to inherit the throne and receive canonization from the court!

And with the imperial seal of canonization, you will be protected by the luck of the Song Dynasty, and you will definitely not be someone who can be insulted by anyone.

Even if Demon King Jinlin wants to take action directly, he still has to weigh whether he can withstand the suppression of Song Dynasty's luck!

Of course, there are many limitations.

As the saying goes, if you are not in your position, you will not seek to govern. Since he has been officially canonized, if Wu Ming does not want to become a corpse, he must strictly abide by the court laws and make certain contributions, otherwise he can only be a powerless idler.

Your Majesty!

But as long as it can be protected by the luck of the Song Dynasty, in general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, even if it is not as convenient as before.

"I'm afraid the imperial court won't confer titles so easily!"

Wu Ming pondered for a while and said.

"Well, in terms of the current structure of the imperial court, the Confucian and Zapa families hold the most power, while the Military and Legal families are temporarily at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the mediation of the sect forces and the threat of demons and barbarians from outside the territory, the situation would have been in chaos."

Wu Fu sighed.

"If nothing can be done..."

Wu Ming thought for a while, but hesitated to speak.

"Young Master, I know your heart is not here, but this throne was obtained by two generations of your father and me who have fought hard for their lives, and countless soldiers have sacrificed their lives for it. You must not give up lightly."

Wu Fu showed his harsh side for the first time.

This is his obsession, it is his duty to protect it to this day, and it is the only thing he can still protect for those old brothers who live and die together!

As long as Prince Wu's Mansion is here, it means that there are still people who remember those soldiers who no one cared about, but who were bloody on the battlefield and buried in the mountains!

"I promise you!"

Wu Ming solemnly promised and sighed secretly.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fu dismissed it just after he let it slip.

In his heart, he is indeed somewhat reluctant to accept the title. Although it has advantages, it also has great restrictions, even if the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"If the young master has a plan, just make arrangements. Now the manpower in the mansion is sufficient. Compared with two years ago, the army is stronger."

Wu Fu nodded happily and said bluntly.

"Oh, I asked Shen Rong and others when I came here, but they really couldn't find out much about the affairs in the mansion."

Wu Ming's eyes lit up and he smiled.

This was due to the arrangements made when he left. Both the minors and the guards who were later admitted to the mansion had undergone strict confidentiality training.

"Haha, thanks to the help of that treasure wine, Xiao Hu recovered from his injuries and reached the peak of his artistic conception. If it weren't for his physical disability, the evil spirit accumulated by him for many years in the army would be enough to understand the general trend of military evil and step into the innate world.

Chai Qing's situation is much better. All the stubborn diseases in his body are gone. Now he is at the peak of his artistic conception. As long as he has enough martial arts, he can start to break through his innateness. In addition, he has recruited four veterans of his artistic conception and eighty-six masters of the peak of his artistic conception. Not to mention

Each one is responsible for his or her own duties, and at least the house is safe and able to do something with ease."

Wu Fu said with a smile.

"so much?"

After hearing this, Wu Ming not only did not look happy, but instead frowned.

"Haha, I know what you are thinking. Although the treasures in the mansion have been used to build a martial arts gym, the idea you gave Master Jia made him make a huge profit. Even if the inventory in the mansion is not included, it is just the profit he sent.

, is enough to maintain the cost.”

Wu Fu guessed Wu Ming's thoughts and said with a hearty smile.

"This is Fatty Jia!"

Wu Ming smiled bitterly.

As a person living in the age of the information explosion, he ranks second in terms of spiritual and material enjoyment, and no one dares to rank first.

Just take a drop in the bucket of the treatment he enjoyed in various parts of the world during his travels, and it would be enough for Jia Xiaopang to enjoy endlessly.

What's more, he himself is a shrewd and terrible businessman, and he naturally makes a lot of money.


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