21, talent

Cheng Yuanjia suddenly realized that she specializes in art. The way of heavenly performance is not what she is good at. Her future calculations only rely on her excellent cultivation to understand God's will, so she can't calculate people's past life. Therefore, she bumped on the road to find Zhou Qianyun. There is always no direction. If it weren't for a coincidence, I'm afraid I'm still worried. The king of Qi will be the reincarnation of Zhou Qianfeng. She has never thought of this, but in this way, it is easy to explain. Thousands of years ago, Zhou Qianyun died to save his brother. Zhou Qianfeng deeply blamed himself for this. When his reincarnation met his brother's reincarnation, he had the idea of compensating his brother. No wonder the king of Qi takes care of this younger brother who is not a compatriot with him. For his younger brother, he can be said to be in front of the saddle and behind, and he has never complained.

Xue Xiurong paused, looked at Cheng Yuanjia cautiously, and said, "My deduction of Yihao can only be counted until he was 13 years old. After that, his fate was shrouded in a powerful place, and my cultivation could not be shaken at all. Originally, I was very worried that he would be hurt, but when I saw the gentleman, I understood that my worries were really superfluous. Dare to ask which sect the Junjun is from?

Cheng Yuanjia said sadly, "I don't have a sect anymore. When I left the world of cultivation, I was already separated from the teacher. Now I am alone and only live for myself. Don't worry, although my deduction is not as good as yours, at least I still have some cultivation. As long as I live, I won't let Yihao have any danger.

Xue Xiurong nodded and said, "I already feel that my son is wearing an inner armor made of yin Kun skin, as well as guardian weapons such as stand-in jade charms. No one in the secular world can hurt him. Even the people from the real world can't kill him for a moment, as long as you give you a little time, I think you have time."

Cheng Yuanjia smiled confidently and said, "Whether it is the secular world or the cultivation world, no one can hurt him without my permission."

Xue Xiurong stared at Cheng Yuanjia and suddenly said, "Your Highness, please help me open the boundary wall for me, so that I can return to my master." After saying that, he knelt in front of her solemnly.

Cheng Yuanjia frowned and said slowly, "Think about it. Now that if you return to the sect, you don't even have a master. What else can you have?"

Xue Xiurong smiled miserably and said, "Then what can I do here?" Although I am only a foundation-building cultivation, my longevity has also been for hundreds of years. Does it make me watch my son die in front of my eyes? And he has your guard, so I don't have to worry about him at all. As for the emperor, in his eyes, I'm just a beautiful vase. What's the difference between having or not? Moreover, there is no aura in the secular world. We practitioners can't practice here at all. If I continue to keep it, I can only wait to die.

Cheng Yuanjia was gloomy. Xue Xiurong did not exaggerate. In the emperor's eyes, she had no power and no background. She was really a vase that was nothing but good-looking, and the emperor took a fancy to himself. In addition to her appearance, it was the huge folk power and financial resources of the Cheng family. Although the empress dowager is also from the Cheng family, on the one is that the empress dowager has been away from the Cheng family for a long time, and some human feelings are almost used. The other is that although the empress dowager comes from the direct line, she is not valued. Therefore, for the Cheng family, the empress dowager is only the biggest signboard, but not the most important person. Cheng Yuanjia is different. Her father is the favorite grandson of the previous family owner. Although he is only the nephew of this generation, he is the best and the mainstay of the Cheng family. Even Cheng Yuanjia has a great influence in the Cheng family. Even the owner has to respect her opinions.

And after all, the secular world is not the world of cultivation. Although there are always many immortals who break into the secular world, if there is no hope of cultivation, they will not stay here for a long time. Because there is no aura on which the practitioner lives in the secular world, and there is no reiki ingested for a long time. Not to mention the increase in the cultivation of the practitioner, it is impossible to maintain the original state. Although the resources of the cultivation world are scarce, as an interface suitable for the survival of practitioners, there is still appropriate aura.

"You have made up your mind. If you insist on going back, ask someone to bring a message to me. For the face of King Dun, I will send you back." Cheng Yuanjia stood up and said, "The most unreliable thing in this world is actually fate. I have never believed too much in the so-called heavenly calculus, and with my ability, even if I change my life against heaven. There are endless possibilities in the future.

Xue Xiurong hesitated for a moment, and finally said firmly, "Don't bring words. I must go back." I've been away from the teacher for so long. If I don't go back, I'm afraid I'll never go back.

Cheng Yuanjia turned around and walked out and said, "I still need to prepare something. I will come back at this time in three days. If you want to change your mind, it's still too late."

In the courtyard, King Dun was walking uneasily. Seeing Cheng Yuanjia coming out lightly, he hurriedly greeted her and looked at her with concern.

Seeing his lover, Cheng Yuanjia smiled gently on his face and took his hand and left together.

In the main hall, Xue Xiurong leaned against the low couch and muttered, "The future? I don't need it anymore." After saying that, two lines of tears gently slid down her gorgeous cheeks.

Along the way, Cheng Yuanjia never mentioned the conversation with Xue Xiurong, and King Dun couldn't help asking. Although Cheng Yuanjia's attitude towards him has changed rapidly since he was discovered in his previous life, which is almost obedient, the habit he has developed over the years still makes him speak according to her heart and never mention the topics she doesn't like.

It was not until it was almost at the door of Dunwang Mansion that Cheng Yuanjia said, "Yihao, what do you think of your biological mother?"

King Dun thought for a moment and said, "I grew up in the virtuous concubine palace. The number of times I see my mother every year is one of the few. In my impression, my mother is a gentle and a little cowardly person. I have never seen her speak loudly, and I will not fight for anything for myself. Even if I am wronged, I will endure it silently. Over the years, my adoptive mother has been taking care of her, and the women in the harem have not bullied her too much. This time she was suddenly promoted to the position of cultivation. I don't know how many people slandered her in the back, so now she doesn't even go out of her palace door.

Cheng Yuanjia sighed that Xue Xiurong was so low-key that even her own son did not know her real identity.

Suddenly, Cheng Yuanjia remembered one thing. There is a strange phenomenon in the world of cultivation, that is, the physique of immortality can basically be inherited through blood. Among ordinary people, the probability of giving birth to people who can cultivate immortals is very low. Among tens of millions of people, there is not necessarily one who can practice, but in the cultivation family of immortals, there is no ability to cultivate immortals. The probability of people is also very low. Since the king of Dun is the flesh and blood of a true practitioner, his physique may have been completely out of the imprisonment of ordinary people and have the qualification to cultivate immortals.

In Cheng Yuanjia's previous life, Su Ling was an abandoned baby abandoned at the gate of the mountain. She could be adopted by her master because of her unique heavenly spirit root constitution. Her master once suspected that she was an illegitimate daughter in the life of an immortal family. Because she could not be accepted by the family, she secretly put it. In front of the mountain gate of Tianhongmen, she is born to cultivate immortals anyway, and she will not suffer too much in the first sect of the world of cultivation.

In her long life, Su Ling once wanted to explore her background, but finally gave up. Since her parents don't want her anymore, she doesn't want to find it boring. It's just that she can't figure out why Tianling Root is once in a thousand years. It is said that a person can prosper a family's talent. Why is it abandoned like this?

"Yi Hao, close your eyes." Cheng Yuanjia grabbed King Dun's hand and said, "No matter what happens, don't open your eyes. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just want to confirm something."

Dunwang smiled and said, "Don't I worry about you?" After saying that, close your eyes firmly.

Cheng Yuanjia's whole mind is on what she will do next, which is very important to her and him. She wants to make sure whether King Dun has the potential to cultivate immortals. In the past, she always thought that King Dun was just a layman in the secular world, so she never tested his body. But now, since he knows that King Dun's biological mother is a famous disciple in the world of cultivation, it is very likely that his physique has been changed. Check this qualification of cultivation of immortals, and free set of magic weapons in the cultivation of immortals. This kind of magic weapon will be available in all sects and cultivation families. If you don't use the magic weapons, as long as your cultivation exceeds the golden elixir period, you can also cross into the other party's body through your own true element for inspection. Cheng Yuanjia doesn't have a magic weapon. At least there is a ready-made set in the nine-star ring, but she doesn't want to take it out here. It's too eye-catching. It's more convenient to explore it directly.

King Dun closed his eyes and only felt that Cheng Yuanjia's soft little hand was on his pulse, and then a warm airflow came from her hand, which spread all over his limbs and bones, and finally dissipated. However, Cheng Yuanjia did not let go for a long time and did not ask him to open his eyes. He had to forcibly hold down his curiosity and still waited. For a long time, I guess Prince Qian's mansion was about to arrive. King Dun couldn't help opening a small crack secretly, but saw Cheng Yuanjia still grasping his pulse and bowing his head and meditating.

"Wanjia, can I open my eyes?" King Dun closed his eyes again and asked.

Cheng Yuanjia came to his senses and nodded quickly and said, "It's okay."

King Dun opened his eyes and looked at the thoughtful Cheng Yuanjia. He didn't say anything and waited for her to speak first.