Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 112 First Grade

Ignoring Zhu Yan any more, Yang Jian went back to his room and packed some things.

Now that I know his father and really want him, it's better to take this opportunity to leave.

On the one hand, with his current strength, he can't deal with his father for the time being, and in the palace, he always feels that something is wrong, and now he is at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, judging from Yang Zhen's previous performance, the latter's plan is profound. Although Tian Qing is very strong now, Yang Jian knows that staying here is actually very risky.

The matter of Yang Zhen killing those people from the Xianmen will definitely not end so simply.

Since the current strength is not enough to push horizontally, let's leave this vortex first.

It just so happens that he has been in this world for so long, and he hasn't wandered around properly yet.

Then why not take this opportunity to see the world.

The door was pushed open, and Zhu Yan came in cautiously with a large package on his back.

"Brother Jian, I've packed it up!"

Yang Jian turned his head and glanced, and said, "Do you think you can leave with so many things?"

Zhu Yan let out an "ah".

"Throw away some insignificant things, just bring some gold and silver!"

"Oh."

Zhu Yan came to his senses and thought to himself, why did you ask me to pack my things just now, I thought I should prepare something for everything.

……

Soon, the two packed up.

Walking out of Furong Hall, following the corner of the wall, Zhu Yan watched a group of people patrolling just now, and said nervously, "Brother Jian, how can we get out? City gate!"

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said: "Brother Jian, I just mentioned it earlier, maybe they didn't target us at Furong Palace! Are we too nervous like this?"

Zhu Yan didn't know what Yang Jian was thinking now, so he stopped thinking about it with him in the afternoon, but in the end, he just asked him to pack up his things and leave the palace this evening.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Yang Jian said, looking not far away, another group of ten patrol soldiers came towards them.

It has to be said that the guards of the palace are indeed very tight, and each patrol patrols cross-checked, and the time difference does not exceed half a stick of incense.

Yang Jian thought for a while, and seeing the patrolling soldiers approaching, under Zhu Yan's astonished gaze, Yang Jian walked out directly.

"Who?!"

Seeing a figure suddenly appear, the patrol soldier was shocked, and immediately clenched the weapon in his hand.

Yang Jian coughed twice and stood there without being nervous.

Zhu Yan, who was behind him, saw that brother Jian had gone out. Although he was scared, he had no choice but to go out.

When they got closer and saw Yang Jian's appearance, the patrol soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second prince!"

One of the patrol captains was puzzled and said, "Second prince, why are you here!"

Yang Jian said lightly: "I can't sleep at night, so come out for a stroll!"

The captain of the patrol was even more puzzled. It's almost midnight, so come out for a walk now?

At this moment, they suddenly realized that the footsteps of the second prince in front of them were like a phantom, rushing towards them.

The patrolling soldier was shocked, he didn't expect the former to attack them suddenly.

"two……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a blackness in front of his eyes, and he didn't respond.

The rest of the patrolling soldiers also didn't expect Yang Jian to attack them suddenly, and they all fell to the ground very quickly.

Zhu Yan looked at Yang Jian in shock, and stammered, "Brother Jian, have you practiced martial arts?"

Isn't it rumored that the second prince of the Furong Palace only loves reading and can't practice?

Moreover, I have never seen Brother Jian practice before.

And what's going on now?
Brother Jian eliminated a group of patrol soldiers at once?

Regarding Zhu Yan's doubts, Yang Jian didn't bother to explain.

Immediately, he turned his palm over, took out a few golden beans, and threw them to the ground.

Boom!

A burst of blue smoke rose up.

Then appeared a series of figures in armor.

Zhu Yan was so startled that his eyeballs were about to fall off, "Big... big change into a living person?"

Seeing Brother Jian throwing the golden beans on the ground just now, they turned into figures, what kind of sorcery is this?
The point is that these figures that suddenly appeared now looked exactly like the soldiers who were patrolling just now.

Hearing the frightened Zhu Yan, Yang Jian turned his head and cast a glance.

"This isn't a big change, it's a supernatural power realized after breaking through the first rank. Anyway, he was the thirteenth prince of Da Chu back then, so he didn't have any experience at all!"

Hearing this, the shock on Zhu Yan's face became more intense: "Brother Jian, you said that your cultivation has broken through to the level of a first-rank Grand Master?"

I go!

This news was even more shocking than the previous one.

What is a First Grade Grand Master?

In the whole world, it is said that there are only fifteen of them!

Each of them has a great reputation!
These people are all gods and dragons, and there are only three or two in many countries.

Like the Great Chu before them, there is not even a single one, so the surrounding countries such as Wacha, Pamuba, and Gedan will continue to invade.

Because every first-rank grand master is a symbol of the country's strength, or a deterrent!

And they, Da Chu, just lacked such a deterrent!

And now Brother Jian, who is usually gentle, suddenly says that he is a first-rank grand master!From this we can see how explosive the news is.

How old are you.

Yang Jian didn't want to explain, he waved the original patrol soldiers to the corner of the wall, and then he threw Zhu Yan a suit of armor.

"Put it on! Don't panic for a while! Be steady!"

Yang Jian confessed.

Soon after, Yang Jian and Zhu Yan started walking among the patrolling soldiers.

period.

On the contrary, when he met a few teams of patrol soldiers, Yang Jian managed to deal with the patrol soldiers who manipulated the transformation of the golden beans in front of him without any risk.

Changed cards one by one.

Soon, they arrived at the last city gate.

"Stop!"

The guard at the palace gate stopped him, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Yang Jian controlled a golden bean patrolling soldier, and said in a deep voice, "I am ordering by His Majesty to go out of the palace to handle errands!"

"Do something now?"

The guard narrowed his eyes slightly, holding a weapon in his hand, he looked a little suspicious, and was about to make a move.

The patrolman took out a golden waist card from his pocket and threw it over.

The guard took a look at it, his face paled, but he still didn't relax, and asked, "What are you going to do when you leave the palace? Do you want to go out in the middle of the night? Can't you do it tomorrow?"

The patrolling soldier said: "Your Majesty's order! Open the palace gate!"

"Can't you say it?" the guard said coldly.

The patrolling soldier did not back down, "Your Majesty's secret order, even if I say it, do you dare to listen?"

Seeing that the two were about to clash, a patrolman next to him suddenly said, "Captain, General Wang is also doing his duty, so don't make things difficult for him."

Then he looked at the guard again and said: "General Wang, we did receive a secret order from His Majesty suddenly, and it is really inconvenient to say so now that there are so many people here! Well, come with me, and we will give you one person." Say, you know it yourself!"

The guard turned his head to look at the brothers who were guarding the gate, and felt that there were indeed too many people, then nodded, and followed the patrolman who had spoken just now.

After a while.

The two came out from one corner.

After the guard came out, he rushed to the soldiers guarding the gate and said, "Open the palace gate! They have indeed received His Majesty's secret order!"

The guard spoke, and the rest naturally had nothing to say.

Zhu Yan looked at the guard nervously. This guy went with brother Jian just now. Now this guy should be the illusion of Jindouzi, right?
Brother Jian really has a way.

The palace gate opened, and a group of patrolling soldiers went out, and quickly disappeared into the night.

……

The next day.

The sky is bright.

Many people were surprised to find that Furong Hall was a little quiet today.

When the maid in Furong Palace went in to wait for the second prince to wash up, she suddenly found that there was no one in the room.

I searched around in other places in the main hall, but couldn't find anyone.

Everyone was shocked!

Then one after another figure broke into Furong Hall, searched inside and outside, but there was no one there.

At this time, they found the injured and unconscious pair of patrolmen.

Followed by.

A piece of news was passed on.

Yang Zhen, who was practicing in seclusion, heard the news, and immediately left the seclusion, listening to the report from a general in front of him.

After listening, Yang Zhen put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Did Jian'er run away?"

"The subordinate is incompetent! He deserves death!"

He fell to his knees on the ground.

Yang Zhen laughed, and suddenly stretched out his palm, and a huge force came out, directly sucking the whole person towards Na Pian.

"Even a child can't see that such a big palace can still be escaped by him. You are indeed a waste!"

click-

Under the general's horrified gaze, Yang Zhen twisted the former's neck directly with a slight force.

Then a stream of blood-red air gushes out from the body, all rushing into Yang Zhen's palm, and slowly merging and disappearing.

Pianjiang's body also shriveled up quickly, turning into a paper man, and finally turned into a small pile of white powder.

Yang Zhen closed his eyes, enjoyed absorbing the bloody aura, and then opened his eyes.

"You have become more enchanted! In the future, you should absorb less human blood!"

Black mist surged behind him, and then a man in black robe appeared.

Yang Zhen said slowly: "Let's go deeper, so what! I suddenly discovered that this method of cultivation is really fast!"

"You Purple Feather Immortal Sect, no wonder you were kicked out by those Immortal Sects back then. Otherwise, if you let you cultivate like this, who else would be your opponent?"

The black-robed man was silent for a while, and said: "Didn't you create the Purple Feather Immortal Gate? Why do you have to be so contemptuous? Isn't this just slapping yourself in the face?"

"No no no,"

Yang Zhen turned his head and looked at the man in black, with a strange expression on his face, and said, "I am not the founder of the Purple Feather Immortal Sect, I am Yang Zhen! No one can change this!"

The man in black was silent again, then raised his head and said quietly, "Then if you are Yang Zhen, who am I?"

……

soon.

A piece of news that shocked the people of Tianqing came from the palace.

The second prince Yang Jian, lacking in virtue, was drunk last night and sneaked into the Ningshou Palace to do unethical things to Concubine Liu Gui.

As soon as the news came out, the entire capital was shocked!

　Thanks to the little Taoist priest on Mount Saga for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)