After returning to the house, Han Jiulin packed his luggage and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he decided to stay one more night and leave early tomorrow morning after being persuaded by Han Lingyun.
Because Han Lingyun and the others will leave the palace early tomorrow morning and go to Huangyan Ridge to practice.
After packing Han Jiulin's baggage, Han Lingyun also went to pack his own baggage. Han Jiulin took the opportunity to stuff Han Lingyun's pills and money back into his baggage secretly.
Nowadays, elixirs and money are no longer important to him. They can even be easily obtained. He has no shame to take advantage of the little girl. Han Lingyun went to Huangyan Ridge to practice, and he can definitely use some of these elixirs.
superior.
This night was Han Jiulin's last night in the palace. They would be leaving tomorrow, and Han Lingyun was reluctant to leave.
However, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever, and what is supposed to come will always come.
Early the next morning, as the morning sun revealed half of their red faces from the east, Han Jiulin and Han Lingyun took care of each other in their small houses, then took Yu Ziqi and the baggage all the way to the back door of the palace.
The talented children of the palace will all gather at the main entrance of the palace to set off, so Han Jiulin, a dispensable "waste", can only feel aggrieved and leave through the back door.
Outside the back door, beside the ancient car that had been prepared for Han Jiulin, stood a slightly hunched old man.
Seeing Han Jiulin come out, the old man immediately came up to him, took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it into Han Jiulin's hand: "Yu... Young Master Lin, this is what the old prince asked me to give to you."
The old man's name was Shou Bo, and he was the same age as Han Chutai. He was the old man who had served Han Chutai since he was a child.
Although Uncle Shou had no specific authority in the palace, no one dared to look down upon him. At certain times, what he said was what the old prince meant.
Han Jiulin was a little surprised. He took the brocade box into his hand and asked, "Uncle Shou, what is this?"
The brocade box is cold and lubricated, and its material is very precious. It is the legendary golden yew wood. On the purple wood texture, there are tiny gold dots, which are gathered together to form a golden texture.
This golden yew can be used to store food and will not rot for ten years. It also has the excellent effect of getting close to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
If someone stores spiritual energy in it, it can last for a long time.
Shou Bo stared at Han Jiulin and said earnestly: "The old prince is sending you out of the house, young master, because he knows that the house is extremely dangerous for you. Only by staying away from the whirlpool of power struggles can you, young master, be safe.
This golden yew box contains the old prince's royal aura. Master, after you arrive at Yuxiang Manor, you can absorb the aura in it during your free time and use it to impact your Dantian.
The old prince said that where there is a will, there is a way. Maybe one day, your petrified Dantian will be opened and you can practice cultivation again.
During these days of seclusion, the old prince has actually been storing this box of king-sealing spiritual energy for you. You must understand the good intentions of the old prince."
Han Jiulin held the box in his hand and couldn't help being stunned.
After seizing Han Yu's body, he often heard people say how much the old prince loved Han Yu, with deep jealousy in his tone, and he still disagreed a little.
Only now did he understand how important this Han Yu was in the heart of the old prince.
This box of King-Sealing Spiritual Energy is really a priceless treasure. If it is given to other Arrogant Ninth Level Heavenly Cultivators, it won't take long for them to break through to the realm of supernatural power with the help of this King-Sealing Spiritual Energy!
This is the pure spiritual energy of a powerful king!
Han Jiulin said: "Uncle Shou, I understand. Thank you grandpa for me."
Uncle Shou patted Han Jiulin on the shoulder and said: "There are many complicated connections in the palace. Someone might be watching you. To be on the safe side, I won't send you away, young master. I will try my best to look like you have fallen out of favor."
Be safe on the road.”
"I know, thank you Uncle Shou."
Han Jiulin nodded.
Shou Bo hummed and watched Han Jiulin get into the car. His eyes paused on Yu Ziqi and said, "I don't care who you are, but you are still with Master Lin. Just serve him well. If anything happens to Master Lin,
The accident is your fault."
Yu Ziqi trembled all over and nodded quickly in reply: "Uncle Shou, don't worry, the Nu family will do their best to serve Master Lin."
"Well, go up."
Shou Bo nodded.
Only then did Yu Ziqi sit in the ancient car with Han Jiulin in a panic.
The carriage driver of the palace sat outside the carriage, lightly whipped the dragon horse with his whip, and the dragon horse took vigorous steps, pulled the ancient cart, and disappeared at the end of the slightly secluded road at the back door of the palace.
"This child has had a rough life. Now he leaves the palace and becomes a happy little landowner in Yuxiang Manor, where he can grow old in peace. It would be good."
Shou Bo shook his head and turned back to the palace.
At the same time, about five hundred meters in diameter from the back door of the palace, there was a middle-aged man with a thin face wearing a blue robe, his ears twitched slightly, and he left quickly.
After a while, the man arrived at Han Hongzhuo's large house.
"Third Master!"
"What's up?"
"My subordinates just overheard that the old prince asked Uncle Shou to give Han Yu, that boy Han Jiulin, a box of a large amount of the King's Spiritual Energy."
The man recounted the conversation between Shou Bo and Han Jiulin outside the back door in detail.
"What?"
Han Hongzhuo stood up abruptly: "My father has been in seclusion these days just to use golden yew wood to store a large amount of the king's spiritual energy for that trash Han Jiulin?"
The thin man nodded and said, "My subordinate's first innate magical power is the 'Qingfeng Ling Er'. I heard everything that Shou Bo and Han Jiulin said clearly, and there is no mistake."
Han Hongzhuo looked gloomy and said slowly: "Of course I know that your 'Qingfeng Ling Ear' can clearly capture even mosquitoes flying by within a hundred feet.
Although Shou Bo's cultivation is advanced, he will never find anyone eavesdropping from a hundred feet away."
After a pause, Han Hongzhuo said: "It seems that the old man is really planning to abandon that trash Han Jiulin. However, whether it is the golden yew wood or the king's spiritual energy, they are all things that cultivators can't get.
Even I am greedy for things. If the old guy gave me those things, I would definitely be able to make further progress in my cultivation. But it's a pity that he has to give it to that trash who can't practice!"
Han Hongzhuo's eyes flashed with a cold light, he looked at the thin man and said: "Xiang Liu, you immediately lead people to catch up and snatch that golden yew wooden box back to me! Remember, wait until you leave the imperial city before you start.
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"yes!"
Xiang Liu held up his hands and asked, "Where is Han Jiulin? What should I do with him? Should I kill him?"
Han Hongzhuo pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said: "There is no need to kill him. If I kill him, the old man will be furious. He will investigate with all his strength. Just make him crippled. I will arrange it a little to make it look like he was robbed. He is already outside the city."
It’s chaos, that loser is riding in an ancient car, with or without the protection of guards, and being robbed is very common.”
"Yes, I understand."
Xiang Liu bowed to accept the order, turned around and strode away.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
Not long after, four cultivators wearing black soft armor, riding four dragon horses, rushed out of the back door of the palace and galloped away into the distance.
The leader is Xiangliu!
Wherever it passed, strong winds whipped up, and people fled in fear!