Su Zimo did not leave immediately, but planned to stay in the palace for a few days to spend more time with his elder brother.
After all, I don’t know when I’ll have to wait until the next time I come back.
Fairy Ji did not leave either. She followed Su Zimo to live in the palace. She only occasionally went out for a walk and came over to tease Su Zimo.
As the King of Yan, Su Hong naturally would not stay in the harem all the time.
He would take time to go to court every day and review memorials.
During this period of time, Su Zimo sat quietly in his house, improving his cultivation and starting to practice the Zang Chapter, while studying the several bloodline spiritual arts obtained in the sarcophagus, as well as the Buddhist bead.
Before leaving Piaomiao Peak, Su Zimo's cultivation level had reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.
After a battle in the inheritance land, and then obtaining most of the blood essence of the mysterious skeleton, Su Zimo broke through to the middle stage of foundation building within a few days, and everything fell into place.
Su Zimo's level of bloodline is already quite good, and he has reached the legendary level of 'blood like a sea tide'.
Practicing those kinds of bloodline spiritual arts is naturally relatively easy.
As for the chapter on refining the internal organs, Su Zimo still had no clue.
I just thought about it occasionally and found nothing, so I put it aside.
During this period of time, Su Zimo's greatest energy was focused on the mysterious Buddhist bead.
There is obviously a powerful secret technique hidden in the Buddhist beads - the Seal of Subduing Demons!
Every time Su Zimo stared at the beads, he would fall into an illusion, carefully experiencing the momentum of the golden palm, making the fingerprints, falling from the sky to suppress the evil spirits, and destroying the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Keep thinking and pondering, and don’t want to miss every detail.
…
On this day, a team of foundation-building monks came to King Yan's city, led by a man and a woman who were Xu You and Shen Mengqi.
"Junior sister, let me tell you, let's just break into the palace openly, take out King Yan, and ask for the news about Junior Brother Zhou. How about revenge?" Xu You asked Shen with a smile on his face. Meng Qi’s opinion.
Shen Mengqi frowned, shook her head and said, "I don't want to see these old friends, so I won't go with you."
Xu You rolled his eyes and nodded: "That's right. What are our identities? If we come to find King Yan, it will actually elevate his status."
"Junior brothers Liang Hao and Liu Hongyi, please take a few of your fellow students to the palace and 'invite' King Su Hong of Yan to me!"
Xu You used the word 'please' a little more strongly, and his intention was self-evident, which was to make Su Hong suffer.
Two Bixia Palace monks stood up, clasped their fists and said, "Senior Brother Xu, don't worry, leave this matter to us."
Xu You nodded.
Liang Hao and Liu Hongyi are both in the late stages of foundation building, and they are definitely walking sideways in the Yan King's city.
Not to mention the sect tokens of Bixia Palace hanging around their waists, who would dare to provoke them without opening their eyes
Xu You, Shen Mengqi, and Shen Nan randomly found an inn and stayed in, waiting for Liang Hao, Liu Hongyi and others to bring King Yan over.
Among them, the most excited one is Shen Nan.
In the past two years, since Su Hong was crowned king, Shen Nan has lived in fear, fearing that one day the Su family would come to settle a score with him.
Now, Shen Nan finally doesn't have to be afraid!
…
After Su Hong retired from the court today, he walked towards the harem.
When he came to Su Zimo's door, he found that the door was closed. Su Hong paused for a moment, but did not knock on the door, but turned and left.
He guessed that Su Zimo might be practicing seclusion, so he didn't bother him.
Back in the palace, Su Hong continued to review the papers. Not long after, there was a sudden noise and shouting outside the door.
"who!"
"ah!"
Vague sounds of fighting and screaming could be heard, as if someone had forced their way into the palace and headed straight for this place.
"Um?"
Su Hong frowned, his expression did not fluctuate much, he was calm and collected.
Liu Yu and Yu Chihuo looked at each other, quickly protected Su Hong, and whispered: "Young Master, come from behind."
Song Qi stood up, took out a flying sword from his storage bag, looked solemn, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."
Click!
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the palace was knocked open by a huge force and fell into pieces.
More than a dozen cultivators strode in with their heads raised and their imposing manner.
When Song Qi glanced at him, he couldn't help but feel shocked and his breathing was stagnant.
Foundation-building monk!
There are more than a dozen cultivators, all of whom are foundation-building cultivators!
The two leaders are higher in cultivation, and they are both in the late stages of foundation building!
Such a force is almost devastating to a vassal state.
"When did Yan State offend such a force?"
Song Qi's mind changed rapidly, and he thought: "It doesn't make sense. I have rarely had contact with cultivators before, so it is impossible to offend these people."
Song Qi's eyes fell on the tokens around the waists of these dozen foundation-building monks, and he looked at them intently.
Bixia!
Bixia Palace, one of the five major sects!
Something big happened!
Song Qi pretended to be calm, showed a smile, and said in a deep voice: "Several seniors from Bixia Palace came to the royal city. I am sorry to hear you come from afar, but I hope you will forgive me."
Liang Hao didn't even look at Song Qi. He raised his head slightly, turned his nostrils to the sky, looked around, and finally looked at Su Hong who was sitting in the middle. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you Su Hong, King of Yan?"
"it's me."
Su Hong stood up slowly, with a calm expression, pushed Liu Yu and Yuchihuo away, and looked directly at Liang Hao and the others.
"Ah… "
A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Liu Hongyi's mouth, and he chuckled: "The ignorant are really fearless. You can still be so calm now. I wonder if you will be scared to death in a while!"
"I wonder why you forced yourself into King Yan's palace?"
Su Hong's tone was calm, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Why?"
Liang Hao's face darkened, and he suddenly shouted: "Su Hong, you are so brave, you don't even kneel down when you see the immortal from Bixia Palace!"
The sound was deafening, echoing endlessly in the palace, full of power.
It seems that there is really an immortal looking down at the people and asking questions loudly.
Not to mention a mortal, even Song Qi's face was a little pale, his chest felt tight and his heart was beating wildly.
Su Hong raised his head, smiled suddenly, and asked, "Why should I kneel?"
"It's true that you are ignorant. It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. I really need to make you suffer a little!"
Liu Hongyi said something sinisterly, with a ferocious look on his face. Just as he was about to step forward, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"The people in Bixia Palace are really promising. They force people to kneel down at every turn, haha."
This sentence obviously carried a sense of ridicule and disdain, which immediately aroused the anger in the hearts of everyone in Bixia Palace, and they all looked back.
I saw a man in a green shirt walking towards him, with handsome features, like a Confucian scholar, but his eyes were narrowed, as long and narrow as a knife, with a cold light inside, which was extremely sharp.
Behind the man in green shirt was a woman in pink skirt. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak. As she glanced at her, the waves of light flowed, and ripples appeared in the hearts of many monks.