Chapter 68 Prison Camp

"Zifeng, you will go to Jin Yuwei Tian Prison Camp tomorrow. There is still a lack of a leader there, so you will be responsible." The fifteenth master put a palm-sized golden token on the table. "This prison camp has just been set up. They are all murderous demons, some are Jiangyang thieves, some are bandits and green forests, and some are soldiers who have survived hundreds of wars. In short, they are all proud and rude people. Although he is afraid of the king's law on the surface, in fact, he doesn't take the imperial power seriously at all. He does his own way, and no one pays attention to it.

"I once sent seven confidants to train them, but unfortunately they could not be suppressed. Because although there are only 30 people in the prison camp, there are six at the master level, and the rest are masters of foreign skills in Pannirvana. They have always fought for their lives.

"The king of Duanjiang originally wanted to personally** those people, but I didn't agree when I thought of his dignity. If I can't even deal with a few demons, how can I inherit the sacred artifacts of the empire in the future?"

Mu Zifeng picked up the token and asked puzzledly, "Since they are all murderous demons, why did the fifteenth master leave them behind? Wouldn't it be a big hidden danger if they can't be controlled?"

"Ha ha, this move was learned from the tenth master. Those were originally the objects that the tenth master wanted to accept, but unfortunately, nine out of them did not want to be restrained, so they refused. As a result, they caused their own murder. I just secretly helped them. Later, I found that their strength was quite good. It was a pity to be executed like this. If I could take them for my own use, why not?

"Jin Yuwei is the trump card in the hands of the fifteenth master. He has no experience in leading the army, so I'm afraid it is difficult to be competent. Besides, I am pursuing the limits of martial arts and don't want to be entangled in official affairs. Mu Zifeng thought about it and still gently refused. He didn't have much desire for power. As long as you have enough power, he can control the universe anywhere.

Like those practicing ancestors, any general, marquis, and prime minister will kneel down and bow. The power they have represents supreme status and supreme power.

"I have heard from the King Duanjiang for a long time, so the Phantom Marquis will be your deputy. He is the adopted son of Prince Yu. He didn't dare to send him alone, but now with you, it should change in a month. Uncle, do you think this decision is appropriate?

"Whether it is successful or not, it is worth a try. Anyway, there will be no loss for us."

"Okay, that's the decision." The fifteenth master was in a good mood. He patted Mu Zifeng on the shoulder and said, "You haven't been rewarded for the matter of the eldest princess. When you finish it, we will reward it together."

"Thank you, Master Fifteen."

"Sweet, you are about the same age as the eldest princess. She has just entered the palace and needs someone to talk to her more. You can live in the palace these days."

After a few more private words, everyone left one after another. Zhao Xiaotian originally wanted to follow Mu Zifeng, but it was not easy for the fifteenth master to refuse her to accompany the eldest princess, so there was a trace of resentment on her face.

"Lord, Miss Zhao has a deep affection for you. Even I can't stand the reluctant eyes just now." Phantom Hou slamed her lips, "I don't know how many young talents should be envied by such a talented and promising heir like her."

"Deputy Commander, your talent is not bad. You have become a master in less than 30 years, and your money is also boundless."

"Alas, our strength is piled up by elixir, and our own potential is not very large. Not all royal disciples are geniuses, let alone stimulate the power of blood vessels. Otherwise, the Marquis of Heaven and the Marquis of Zhongshan would not have died so aggrievedly.

Mu Zifeng and the Phantom left the palace and took a luxurious carriage in the direction of Dongcheng.

"I felt a very strong blood breath in the fifteenth master. With his potential, he should have impacted the Qi realm for a long time ago. Why have I still stayed in the realm of foreign masters?"

"This is the biggest secret of the royal family, but to put it bluntly, it's not a big deal. Now that the fifteenth master wants to reuse you, some secrets will take the initiative to tell you in the future. Regardless of generation and strength, there are seven royal disciples who are competitive in this generation. They have been competing and suppressing each other since birth. In the end, only the tenth and fifteenth masters are left. The reason why they have to ascend the throne at all costs is related to the imperial sacred artifacts.

"What the hell is the imperial artifact?"

Phantom Marquis said strangely: "The imperial sacred artifact is actually a set of powerful equipment. Spirituality is bred in the sacred artifact, and anyone who wears it will be nourished by its spiritual power. Not only will the strength advance by leaps and bounds, but more importantly, people's potential will become deeper. If under normal circumstances, you can only practice to the third layer of Qi, then after putting it on, you are likely to practice to the fifth layer of Qi, or even the sixth layer of Qi. Therefore, competing for the throne is actually the pursuit of more powerful power.

"It's no wonder that there are such treasures in the world. By the way, what is the tenth master like?

"In the court, nine out of ten civil servants are controlled by him, and the foundation of the fifteenth master is military power. When it comes to playing with power, naturally the tenth master has the advantage. He mastered Wenchen and mastered the public opinion of the people all over the world. Among the six departments of the imperial court, only the minister of the Ministry of War does not stand in the team, so the tenth master is making every effort to mediate, hoping to marry the poet. As long as he gets the help of the poet, the fifteenth master's chance of winning will be weaker.

"Now many people are speculating that the upcoming Beijing Genius Competition will be the time when the candidates for the East Palace are confirmed. So both masters are secretly looking for geniuses and looking forward to the final battle.

Phantom Marquis is the confidant of the fifteenth master. He really knows a lot of things. Anyway, Mu Zifeng has never known these news. He thought for a while and asked doubtfully, "What on earth is the cause of the eldest princess? Why is it the first attack, and there are still people who want to kill him openly on the way."

"She was the last concubine of today. The concubine was demoted because she made a mistake. At that time, she was three months pregnant when she left the palace. Later, the deposed concubine also died because of difficult labor. For so many years, the royal clan has not admitted that she is a royal disciple, but I don't know why a few months ago, the emperor ordered the young daughter of the people to be connected to the palace, but the two masters were not allowed to use the power of the dead.

Phantom Marquis sighed when he said this, "The royal family is the most ruthless. The emperor used the life of the eldest princess to test the bottom line of the two masters. Fortunately, you are in the accompanying protection team, otherwise the fifteenth master will definitely be covered with a charge of poor protection, leading to the unfortunate death of the eldest princess. As for the tenth master, even if everyone knows that he did the poison, he was also instructed by the emperor.

Mu Zifeng couldn't help but breathe a cold breath. Unexpectedly, he could play such a ruthless means between the emperor and his own children. The growth of the royal family and the replacement between emperors were really born from power and ruthlessness.

"My lord, as long as you live in this environment, you will soon know that the power is not terrible, and the terrible thing is the people's hearts that are never unpredictable."

The carriage swayed for an hour and finally arrived at a Jin Yuwei's base camp. Jin Yuwei originally had six battalions, each of which was led by two martial arts masters. Now there is a prison camp. If it can be successfully integrated, it will undoubtedly improve Jin Yuwei's overall strength by a few points.

Mu Zifeng stood in front of the gate of the barracks and silently felt the magnificent atmosphere not far away. That breath is not a person, but is united by hundreds of powerful warriors. They are trained every day, and the cooperation of a battalion has reached the point of prohibition and become a perfect whole.

"Hand order." Two Pannirvana soldiers at the door stopped them.

Phantom Marquis took out his token and said carelessly, "I am the deputy commander of the prison camp newly sealed by the 15th master, and this is the commander."

Soldiers just confirm the token, no matter who you are. They confirmed that the token was correct and dodged.

It was late at night, and the barracks were brightly lit, and each battalion was independent, occupying a world. Mu Zifeng followed the Phantom Marquis all the way and saw that the soldiers of the six regular army were well disciplined. Except for those who stood guard at night, they all went to bed in the tent and slept sounded one after another.

After walking for a while, Mu Zifeng slowly frowned. The front camp is the newly built prison camp. The situation there is completely opposite. You can hear loud laughter, shouting, scolding, and a clear smell of wine in the air far away.

There were also two soldiers guarding at the gate of the heavenly prison camp, but they actually nibbled meat while drinking, laughing from time to time, as if they were excited.

"My lord, it seems that the situation is more serious than we have heard. What are you going to do?" Phantom Hou was also frowned when he saw the scene in front of him. He knew that the previous leaders were basically ambitious and finally returned with frustration.

The martial arts masters in the heavenly prison camp have some tricks. They dare to fight hard, so it is easy to kill them, and it is difficult to convince them.

"Since the normal way doesn't work, we can only use the abnormal way, and you will be ready later. No matter what happens, just watch it carefully.

Mu Zifeng walked forward slowly, and the dark force under his feet was released, and the ground immediately shook and trembled. The two drinking soldiers were shocked and looked at the man who had changed his blood. One of them bit the meat and scolded, "Kid, you can't find your way home in the wrong place, right? This is not where you came from. Get out of here quickly.

"Don't rush to drive him away. It's meaningless for us to drink. Let this boy accompany us."

"That's right, boy, you're lucky today. Our two masters are happy to drink. Maybe I'll give you two tips."

As soon as the two finished speaking, they felt a flower in front of their eyes, and an indescribable sharp pain surged from their stomachs. Their ears were windy and their bodies were weak.

With two bangs, the two soldiers in the Pannirvana fell to the ground, curled up into a lobster shape, and kept vomiting in their mouths.