Chapter 136 Royal Mission
Each disciple in the Nephenyuan has an independent place to rest and practice. There are also many martial arts training grounds, Tibetan Sutra Building, Weapon Pavilion, etc. in the courtyard, as long as you want to go.
After receiving the identity card of his disciple of Haishenyuan, Mu Zifeng hid in his room to retreat. The slaughter king will not be so desperate. He must come to the capital to find out his whereabouts. There are many benefits to hide here.
In addition to practicing the eight punches every day, it is to understand the golden body formula of the heavenly demon. His great demon hand is getting stronger and stronger, and the source of phagocytosis in the heavenly cave is also gradually growing, but the only little congenital qi is insignificant compared with the dead and quiet space of the whole heavenly cave.
Day by, Mu Zifeng had energy, so he didn't need to go out. I don't know how many days later, a sudden knock on the door woke him up.
"Who?"
"Is Mr. Zifeng there?" A man's voice.
Mu Zifeng opened the door and saw a man in his twenties standing outside, with a good-looking and talented person. He hugged his fist slightly and said, "In Xiahai Xiaoliu, my master has invited the prince to discuss important matters."
"Your master?" In this Haishenyuan, he doesn't seem to know any acquaintances.
"My master is Princess Ruolan." The man quickly added.
Is it her? Mu Zifeng's delicate face came to his mind and nodded hesitantly, "Please lead the way."
This Hai Xiaoliu is also a martial arts master. His breath is three points stronger than that of an ordinary master, and he is a first-class master.
There were many martial arts masters who met along the way, and they all showed respect when they saw Xiao Liu.
Mu Zifeng followed Hai Xiaoliu into a huge independent yard, which was originally only qualified by the practicing ancestors. However, Hai Ruolan's identity is too simple, so she was also treated by Wang Zu.
There are already six martial arts masters standing in the courtyard. They are whispering and laughing from time to time. Seeing Mu Zifeng come in, they all gathered their eyes and looked at him with disdain in their eyes.
"Master Zifeng, please wait a moment. My master is retreating, and he will be able to work in another hour." Hai Xiaoliu said with a fist, and then turned around to leave. Mu Zifeng frowned and said in a low voice, "In this case, let your master call you in an hour."
After saying that, he turned around and left. What the hell? Hai Ruolan was so arrogant that he invited him to come. Unexpectedly, he put on such a big scene and let himself wait for another hour. He really regarded himself as a great big shot.
A gust of wind blew, and a tall and tough man blocked the door. This man was arrogant with a long sword, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a humble villain. "What the hell are you? Princess Ruolan invited you to discuss important matters, which is very conservient to you. Unexpectedly, he was so ignorant that he stood aside obediently and didn't make a sound before he took action.
I don't know who is thick. With his own strength, a guy like the one in front of him can kill ten with one slap. Mu Zifeng looked at him and didn't say anything. He just reached out and grabbed him. The speed was as fast as lightning, and he didn't give him a chance to react at all. The eagle's claws suddenly clasped the other party's neck, and the five fingers were slightly stimulated. They turned into five sharp swords and deeply pierced the man's flesh and blood, and suddenly five blood burst out.
"Er..."
The asshole's eyes protrud, and there was a er, er, sound in his mouth, as if he couldn't lift it in one breath.
"Bold, stop."
"Let go of the marquis, or I will kill you on the spot."
"You are presumptuous and make trouble in the quiet place of Princess Ruolan. You are impatient."
Seeing this, the remaining martial arts masters were born and scolded one after another. They even used the weapons in their hands, but they dared not really go forward to besiege.
Mu Zifeng sneered at the corners of his mouth and said faintly, "It seems that the matter discussed by Princess Ruolan is not an important matter, otherwise you bastards will not be called here. Since it's a trivial matter, let you give a few wastes to please her more. Remember, next time you dare to speak rudely to me, you will break your neck.
He threw the marquis aside as a dead dog.
"You...you... I won't let you go. Let's chop the meat together." The marquis covered his neck. Before he finished his words, a flower came in front of him. Suddenly, he felt that his right face was hit by a boulder, and his whole body flew out in the dark.
Mu Zifeng patted his hands, looked at the faint marquis, looked at the quiet room, and said, "Only this time, my patience is limited. I hope you can do it well."
"Please stay, Mr. Zifeng. Those people speak rudely. Why do you need to meet them in general?" With a squeak, the door opened and walked out of Hai Ruolan in a blue martial arts suit. She is so beautiful that it is suffocating. Those martial arts masters couldn't move their eyes immediately and looked excited.
"If there is anything to say, I don't have much time to listen to your nonsense." Mu Zifeng was originally quite fond of the princess of this Nephen Empire. On the one hand, she is indeed a beautiful woman in the world, and on the other hand, she is very talented. It is not an ordinary evil talent to be named the son of Nepion by the royal family.
Who is the sea god? That is a myth that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is the real master of the world of Sea King and the only invincible strongman. It is rumored that for thousands of years, many talented geniuses have revealed that they have been inherited by him, and no one can tell whether it is true or false.
But one thing that can be confirmed is that the son of Nepity must not be viewed from the eyes of ordinary people.
Desp> Despite this, Mu Zifeng was very disgusted with her attitude towards others. No matter how powerful you are, at least you are no match so far. Mu Zifeng stayed in the Haishen Temple to reduce the risk of returning to the mainland world, not to be popular.
Those martial arts masters couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Mu Zifeng's unimproper posture. However, Hai Ruolan still looked unmoved. She smiled softly, "Ms. Zifeng seems to have some misunderstanding, but to make a long story short, I invited you here for a trial mission issued by the royal family. Whoever finally completes it will be rewarded with an innate elixir. Mr. Zifeng is from a famous family. He should know the value of the innate elixir. It is refined by the ancestors of divine change. The next one can increase the probability of breakthrough.
Connate elixir is completely a good thing, and Mu Zifeng was immediately moved when he heard it. A semi-earthed old man of the Yun family took a congenital elixir and succeeded. If he took one himself, it should have a greater effect.
However, the congenital elixir will not be so easy to get, and the trial task released by the royal family is by no means unusual.
"What is the difficult task that requires the help of others with your strength?"
"Not long ago, an innate ancestor in the royal family practiced and went crazy. Many guards were slaughtered in the palace and escaped. The royal task is to let us kill him, but if we have the ability to capture him alive, there will be other rewards. After saying that, Hai Ruolan looked at Mu Zifeng, "Son Zifeng, are you interested in this task?"
"With your own strength, you can do it completely. There is no need to give up the innate elixir to others."
"He is my royal ancestor and my uncle. I hope I can catch him alive and find a way to save his life.
"In this case, why doesn't the royal family move to catch the strong man?"
"When I got the news, my uncle fled to a place called Lost Island. That is the territory of the Barcelona Empire. According to the agreement between the empires, the ancestors above the innate realm are not allowed to enter other territory without the consent of the other party. Therefore, only when we take action will it not cause disputes between the two countries.
What Hai Ruolan said is also true. In fact, this phenomenon also exists in the mainland world, but it is the royal ancestors who can't easily step into the territory of other countries.
Mu Zifeng thought about it and asked, "When will you leave?"
"If you can, you can start now. Since Mr. Zifeng also agreed to join, the matter is more successful. The ancestors of the Haishenyuan will send us near the border of the two empires, and then everything will depend on us. With a long roar, Hai Ruolan saw ten strong breaths rising, and ten innate ancestors appeared. Each of them grabbed a martial arts master and flew up in the air. Mu Zifeng was also led by a female ancestor. Only a water-blue light flashed on Hai Ruolan's own body, and six sapphire-like flying wings condensed behind her. That was true air flying wings. With a gentle stir, the speed was a little faster than those ancestors.
"The master can condense the wings so powerfully that Hai Ruolan's true spirit is a mess." Mu Zifeng made more judgments about the strength of the son of the sea god.
Since there is ancestor of the congenital realm flying, he is too lazy to reach out his hand, but is relaxed and leisurely. However, along the way, the flight stopped, and it took three days to leave the Nephen Empire. After entering the ocean world, a group of people flew intermittently again for five days and finally stayed on an island.
"Princess Ruolan, the Lost Island is ahead. Now it's up to you." An ancestor pointed to an island three miles ahead and said.
Mu Zifeng stared intently. The island was not small, surrounded by thick fog, and the roar of the beasts above could be heard from time to time.
A talented martial arts master, the cultivation of Dantian Zhenqi is enough to support flying to that lost island. Hai Ruolan was worried about her uncle's safety and flew out first. The rest of the martial arts masters brought here followed one after another, and only Mu Zifeng stood there looking at something in a frenze, and his eyes kept changing.
"Are you scared?" The ancestor who flew here with Mu Zifeng asked unhappily.
"No, it's just an ominous feeling, hoping that the feeling is wrong." After saying that, Mu Zifeng jumped. Instead of flying in the air, he chose to walk on the waves. The Yongquan cave under his feet rushed softly. With the help of the undulation power of water waves, it crossed a distance of 300 meters at a flash, and the speed was not slow at all compared with those martial arts masters.
When he crossed the thick fog and climbed to the Lost Island, he saw that Hai Ruolan and others had already had entered hands with a group of overlords in the sea. It was a group of ugly crocodiles with huge heads, thick skin and strong flesh, and warriors that naturally evolved to be comparable to the divine realm of power.
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