Master, she devotes herself to practicing magic

Chapter 87 0086: VIP

A person who is born to rely on his face to eat.

The monk only thought for a moment and came to a conclusion.

It seemed to Yujiu that the person had been inactive, so he also paused to wait and see what happened.

"I'm someone next to the Second Elder. I've been outside with the Second Elder a few days ago. You probably haven't seen me."

He introduced himself familiarly, but the young man didn't pay attention, he just nodded lightly, his manners were excellent.

"Is there anything else, brother?"

The young man's voice was soft, like a breeze blowing in the forest, and the monk blushed unconsciously.

"that……"

Yu Jiu looked helplessly at the monk in front of him, not knowing what was going on with this man and why he kept silent, so he laughed when he saw him.

After being called back to his senses by the young man, the monk finally expressed his intention to come.

"The Fourth Elder returns to the sect today, and he wants to ask you for some information."

The Fourth Elder, he had heard from Liu Qing that he recruited students outside the school all the year round, and usually rarely returned to the sect.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Hearing that the elders had summoned him, the young man didn't dare to delay, and after a hasty farewell, he went to the hall of the main hall.

Inside the main hall

"How can we discuss this matter!? He is our disciple."

The Great Elder's face was flushed with anger, and his coercion continued to radiate, tightly restraining the few people sitting around.

"Calm down, calm down, aren't we still thinking about it?" Seeing that the First Elder was angry, a round and fat man hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over.

Stirred by the great elder, the goatee next to him also slapped the table and stood up.

"Then what do you think?! He can build three foundations by himself? And that was his home."

As soon as the little prince arrived at the door, the noise of several people inside reached his ears.

There were no disciples guarding the door, so it could be said that he entered the main hall without any hindrance.

Pushing the door open against the roar and entering, the eyes of several people all fell on him.

"Hello, elder." Even though he had doubts in his heart, he still saluted politely.

When the elders saw him coming, they stopped talking and turned their heads away. In the end, it was the chubby man who helped him up.

"Don't be too polite, Your Highness Ninth Prince, the matter we just discussed has something to do with you."

Hearing this title, he frowned indiscernibly, then raised his hand and said, "Just tell the disciple if you have anything to do."

The four in the room shrugged off each other with some embarrassment, glanced at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the Great Elder.

"That's right, your father wants you to go back and inherit the throne."

Hearing the news about the man, the boy's face turned pale, his stomach began to churn again, and he couldn't help but spit it out on the ground.

Everyone looked at the out of breath young man on the ground and hurriedly fed him a pill of nourishing heart, and his pain was only slightly relieved under the catalysis of the medicine.

"I...I don't want to go back." The boy's eye circles were slightly red, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was as fragile as a glass doll.

The elders couldn't bear it, but they had to say it.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, you are the only son left in the royal family of the Yu Kingdom, please do it for the sake of all the people..."

Hearing the elder's words, the little prince had a wry smile on his face. How could he not know what happened to the Yu country's royal family?It is so easy for his father's concubine to give birth to a child.

"Did he use something to restrain the sect?"

Although he doesn't see these elders very often, Yu Jing always whispers in his ears how much the elders love the sect, if it wasn't for the sect, they would never do so.

When the elders heard the young man's question, they were taken aback for a moment, and then nodded as if they were relieved.

"Tie Qiankun and Liu Qing led a team out more than ten days ago, but they haven't returned yet, and Yu Jing went to investigate and was detained."

"Did the Emperor Yu do it?" Although the young man's tone was questionable, the meaning was affirmative.

Seeing that the young man was so smart, the elders no longer concealed it and nodded.

The royal family and the monks have always been ambivalent, but they dare not confront the monks openly. This can only be done because the sect needs help from the other side and cannot be offended.

In just a few words, the boy straightened out the ins and outs of the matter.

"Emperor Yu's foundation was injured in the early years, and he has no heirs for so many years. Now he is almost exhausted, so he..."

The third elder didn't go any further, they were at a disadvantage both morally and in terms of rules.

Yujiu was originally a member of the royal family, and it was everyone's expectation to go back and inherit the throne.

"I see."

The boy's eyes were as black as Mo Yuan, and the cold light in his eyes was even more terrifying.

The elders escaped from the cold only after the door closed and made a sound.

"It's terrible, the murderous look in that kid's eyes."

The third elder stroked his beard and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Several people nodded.

"It's a pity that the child has suffered."

The Great Elder looked at the direction where the figure disappeared and shook his head regretfully.

On the day the Ninth Prince returned to the country, the whole country celebrated. He was the only immortal cultivator in the royal family, and he was an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Your Highness, please smile." The maid reminded her.

Yu Jiu looked around and saw that almost all the people in the city gathered here.

"What's the matter? You don't even care if I'm happy or not?" The young man had a handsome face, and the maid shook her head quickly.

"No no! How dare you!"

The current Ninth Prince is an immortal after all, and he can avoid it if he can.

The tall chariots and horses traveled several streets before putting the man at the gate of the palace wall.

"Ninth Prince Wanan!"

Looking at the past, a place of official uniforms and brocade robes knelt down on the ground, which was many times bigger than the scene when they saw off.

"Where is my good father?"

The young man hooked the corner of his mouth mischievously, and his tone always revealed a hint of cunning.

Although the veteran officials were puzzled by today's prince's attitude, they still told the old emperor where he was.

Ever since Shangfa Xianmen was invited to the palace, the old emperor has been staying in his bedroom and never came out again.

The color of the flesh surged, and the cries of pain and joy were panting, and the little prince's expression was already displeased before he entered the door.

This is called running out of oil?

Suppressing the nausea, he pushed the door and went in, but there was no such erotic scene in front of him as he had imagined.

A few pieces of white meat were torn apart in the middle of the hall, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive, and it was his "loving" father who sat on the stage.

"My son sees his father."

The young man slightly raised his hand, even doing the ceremony casually.

"You've worked hard all the way, Ah Jiu."

The man on the high platform didn't care about his etiquette, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

The boy only felt disgusted at that look, and turned his gaze to the two monks next to him.

The two monks wore black gold robes, and a gold-plated black waist plate was hung around their waists, on which he could clearly see the four characters of "Faxianmen" even from such a distance.

"Say something."

Yu Jiu just wanted to leave quickly, to find out the whereabouts of the three senior brothers, and he didn't have the heart to deal with him here.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)