surnamed Wang

Chapter 463 Nine Laws
Half a month later, everything in the new Ankang Palace has been properly arranged. The rich and powerful gentry in Nanyang Mansion have heard the news for a long time. These days, people have been visiting their homes almost every day, and all of them spend a lot of money, for fear of losing their position.

Even though the etiquette is thoughtful, this group of people still smiled cautiously when they saw Wang Gingquan, and almost knelt down to give the gift. This young man is a serious prince of the dynasty and the younger brother of the current emperor. It's hard to catch a glimpse from a distance, let alone strike up a conversation.

Surprisingly, this prince is not an arrogant master who looks at people with his nostrils, but is very approachable. The boss and the staff shouted kindly, which made these wealthy businessmen who had seen the world feel a little flattered.

Although Wang Gingquan is a prince, his life is really not as good as the group of guys who handed him money in front of him in fear. Now that they took the initiative to send money, it just solved his urgent need, so naturally it is not easy to put on airs of the prince.

In the evening, after seeing off the last wave of visiting guests, the palace closed the door to thank the guests, Yan Rongrong counted all kinds of gifts, Wang Gangquan had nothing to do, so he went to the side room, ready to close his eyes and meditate for a while.

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When he came to the room and sat down, Wang Bingquan took out the storage bag left by Fuzi, a ray of spiritual energy penetrated into it, and took out a book of exercises from it. This book came from the fifth floor of Baiyujing. Baby's confidence.

Recently, Wang Gingquan has a lot of moving affairs, and Wang Gingquan has no time to watch. Now that he is free, he plans to concentrate on practicing for a while. Although he is a strong man of Jindan, he is no different from a god in front of ordinary people, but it is impossible to guarantee that one day, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years will pop out , Just in case, it is better to prepare in advance.

Turning to the first page of the book, Wang Gingquan was immediately dumbfounded. The font in the book was the same as the seal on the title page. At first glance, it seemed to be written in the Central Plains, but the writing method was very different.

Wang Gingquan frowned, and tried to send in spiritual energy and consciousness one by one, but there was no response. After thinking about it again and again, he had to pick up the jade pendant, sighed, and disappeared on the spot.

……

In the jade pendant space, Wang Bingquan came to the central platform and sat down. This time, his master came out without opening his mouth.

"Disciple, have you encountered any difficulties and need to help the master?" The old man smiled kindly.

Seeing this, Wang Gangquan couldn't help but feel vigilant, this old guy is usually not so proactive, what happened today?
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Wang Gingquan has been tricked every year, and he has developed a keen sense of smell. At this moment, he didn't mention the cultivation method at all, and just closed his eyes and said:
"It's okay, I just want to find a quiet place, if you have nothing to do, go to the side."

The old man had prepared a lot of words, but he was a little embarrassed when he saw that the other party didn't agree. He stood next to the apprentice for a while, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Teacher, do you know all the words on the exercises left by Aconite?"

Wang Quanquan opened his eyes, glanced at the other party, and said bluntly:
"Tell me, under what conditions?"

"Both of us, master and apprentice, are out of touch when we negotiate terms. Why don't you just go back to Sanxian Island as your master, and I'll teach you little by little?"

"Why are you so anxious to let me go? Does the sect need someone to inherit?"

The old man also found that his intentions were too obvious, and said with a smile:
"Not at all, it's the bet I told you last time, every 300 years, each side will send a disciple, and you will win two out of three rounds. Your senior brother and sister have already competed, and now you are the only disciple left.

Now that you stay in this realm, you can't improve your cultivation. The longer you delay, the more disadvantageous it will be for us. "

When Li Changsheng said this, he couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart, the current disciples are too rebellious.

……

Wang Gangquan thought for a moment, frowned and said:

"What's your bet?"

"It's really inconvenient to tell you this, and you'll know when you come over."

"Okay, let me ask again, what will happen if I lose?"

"This……"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng was suddenly at a loss for words, and after a while he said carefully:

"The apprentices taught by the other party are all ruthless and merciless. It is common for them to kill each other during the competition, and there are immortal officials to prove this. Before the winner is decided, I can't interrupt the competition, so it may happen. It's life-threatening."

"What do you mean, this competition is very expensive for the apprentice? If you say that, has one of my two senior brothers and sisters encountered an accident?"

After Wang Gingquan finished speaking, the eyes of the old man who had always been skinless and faceless suddenly turned dark, and his voice was slightly lowered:

"300 years ago, your senior sister died in a competition. Not long ago, your senior brother avenged her by tearing off the head of the person opposite him alive. However, the dead person cannot be brought back to life after all. This matter is not only about your Life and death, as well as our master's fate, so the next match, it all depends on you, disciple."

Wang Gangquan's face was always calm. After weighing in his heart, he handed over the exercises and said:

"Master, can you wait for me for another 50 years? I want to use these 50 years to keep the Wang family safe for 500 years. Once the agreed time is up, the apprentice will devote himself to cultivation and help the master win this battle."

The old man took the exercise and looked at the young man opposite. At this moment, he seemed to see a familiar figure on the other side.

After being stunned for a moment, the old man smiled casually, and stroked the exercise with his right hand.

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After the jade pendant space came out, Wang Bingquan had changed the font of the exercises in his hands. He was not in a hurry to practice, but began to think quietly.

Master's words may not all be true, and it's hard to say whether he is loyal or traitor, but no matter what, it is a fact that the other party has taught me, even if I really died on that day 300 years later. There is no one to blame in the field test.

Wang Gangquan was originally an ordinary person, and he was destined to live an ordinary life in this life. If it hadn't been for this good luck, he might have stayed up late and died suddenly. What can't be imagined.

After having this thought, Wang Bingquan turned the pages of the book again, and just as he opened the cover, he found an extra line of words on the title page: To practice this exercise, you must cut off the root of the disaster.

"Oh, this old clapper." Wang Bingquan directly chose to ignore it.

"The Nine Turns of the Great Dan, the Tao is divided into nine chapters, and the Faxian is nine." The first sentence of the opening chapter is just twelve characters.

"It seems that there are nine methods of this technique, and it requires nine transformations of the golden core. I don't know which one Fuzi used back then." Wang Gangquan said to himself, closing his eyes.

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Not long after, a gust of breeze came out of nowhere in the room, centered on Wang Quanquan, and scattered in all directions.

Wang Gangquan closed his eyes tightly, guided Qi into his dantian, and the golden core in his body was shining brightly. When the brilliance reached its peak, he suddenly felt his body lighten up. When he came back to his senses, he was already on the roof.

"This technique comes from the transformation of divine consciousness. It is called divine thought. Divine thought, life and death in one thought, is performed with the power of golden core. Let me swim, let me roam the world."

Wang Gangquan seemed to have realized something, raised his hand, only felt that his limbs were extremely light, his consciousness was unprecedentedly clear, everything in the world seemed to be able to perceive this moment.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, where thousands of thin lines hang down, connecting to everyone in the world, as if manipulating them, and there is a pair of ruthless eyes watching from a place that is almost invisible all of these.

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(End of this chapter)