At the gate.

"The national teacher, haven't died of illness yet?"

The Holy Lord Wuji came over and bowed to the national master from a distance.

Prince: "…"

If the one in front of you is not the Holy Lord of Wuji, the prince would like to ask you what he said.

"Fortunately, my body can last for a few years." The national master smiled and then said, "I originally planned to be a temple tomorrow, but it was one day earlier. The Holy Lord, don't mind."

"What can I mind? I am not happy yet."

The Holy Lord Wuji smiled heartily.

Fortunately, you came early. What if you really arrived tomorrow and discover our plan by then?

If you two reveal the plan, that's fine.

Thinking of this, the Holy Lord Wuji stretched out his hand.

"National Master, Your Highness the Crown Prince, come with me. Lord Huaji and Dean Liu are waiting for you."

Hearing words.

The prince's emotions were a little complicated.

I dare not be dissatisfied with Taoist Master Huaji and Dean Liu.

Both of them are at the same level as his father.

If it weren't for the high moral character of the national teacher, let alone the two of the Taoist Master Huaji, even the Holy Lord Wuji would not be too lazy to be the prince.

Therefore, the prince knew that he was just a little transparent person with a long experience by the national teacher.

This is also what his father meant.

As if he noticed the prince's inner thoughts, the national master shook his head and laughed, patted the prince's shoulder to signal him to follow.

On the way.

"National Master, this practice competition may not be as you wish." The Holy Lord of Wuji said lightly.

"Oh? Why is this?" The national teacher was a little surprised.

He could sense two strange auras deep in the Wuji Temple.

Both auras are very powerful, but the masters of these two auras should not be able to affect the practice competition, right?

"This time, a senior, a true peerless strong man came." said the Holy Lord Wuji.

A peerless strong man!

The prince was a little shocked.

"Saint Lord, please tell me in detail." The national master frowned, feeling a little solemn.

A peerless strong man cannot be called randomly.

For beings like the Saint Lord Wuji and others, they can only say that they are considered masters, and they must not be said that they are peerless strong people.

The real peerless strong man is too scary.

The national teacher is dedicated to the country, and the first thing he thinks about is whether this peerless strong man is in danger to the dynasty.

Although he knew very well that he could not resist the means of a peerless strong man, the national teacher was still worried.

"Let's go, talk while walking."

The Holy Lord of Wuji smiled.

Along the way, the Holy Lord of Wuji had already revealed everything he knew to the national teacher.

When they passed by the martial arts field, they did see the Black Dragon and the Green Bull.

in particular.

The guy from Black Dragon raised his eyebrows at the Holy Lord Wuji, as if he was saying hello.

In the hall.

"National Master, Prince."

Lord Huaji and Dean Liu stood up and bowed.

"National Master, this practice competition..."

The Lord of the Huaji Dao has not finished speaking yet.

The national master waved his hand with a complicated look on his face.

"I am old and my old eyes are so dizzy that I can't see anything."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them looked at each other.

Very well, perfectly handled the national teacher.

"Crown Prince..." Dean Liu looked at the prince with a smile.

The prince's mouth twitched, and was stared at by four masters, and he felt a little unsteady.

"I don't know anything. I don't have a high level of cultivation and can't tell anything." The prince shook his head.

To succeed to the throne, you must have the domineering spirit of an emperor.

But the prince didn't feel it was OK.

He felt that he could not die yet, and his brothers and sisters were ignorant, so the country had to rely on itself to stabilize.

Therefore, for the sake of the entire country, his prince chose not to compete.

"Indeed, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince handles government affairs all day and has no free time to practice, so now he is only in the early stage of his life. With such cultivation, how can he see through the battles in the martial arts field?" The national master stroked his beard and said naturally.

I am very grateful to the three of them.

If it weren't for the guidance of the three of them, with the character of his national teacher, he would definitely be furious.

After all, he is an upright national teacher and cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes.

But now that he knows Minglu, the national master feels that he is indeed old.

What he now wants to live a retirement life, rather than lying in the coffin with a peaceful look on his face and burying it in the Huguo Mausoleum.

"Then I'll arrange the seats."

The Holy Lord Wuji left with his hands behind his back.

Needless to say, the senior must be in the main seat.

But other seats need to be arranged well.

"You can just sit around at that time. I want to get closer to my seniors. Listening to my seniors' teachings is something I dream of." Master Huaji emphasized seriously.

"Although I am the dean, I was also a student in the past. I have no limits of knowledge and I still have too much knowledge to understand. I can even realize it after listening to my senior's words. I think Holy Lord, you should arrange me by my senior's side," Dean Liu said lightly.

There was already a hint of threat in the voice.

It seems to be saying, Holy Lord, be careful, if you can't meet my requirements, I will want to cheat you in the future.

"Damn it, you guys have a lot to do."

The Holy Lord of Wuji spat.

If these two guys don’t speak, they must be sitting next to their seniors.

Now these two guys have spoken, and the seating issues need to be studied repeatedly.

...

At the entrance of the palace.

The military advisor was very satisfied.

"The little guys nowadays are very conscious of the current affairs."

The military advisor was still thinking about making a move, but everyone was so sensible that the military advisor was a little embarrassed to deal with them.

They are so sensible, and they can't find an excuse to deal with them.

"I hope everything goes well tomorrow, so I must not let the king find any clues." The military advisor glanced into the palace.

The king sat on the dragon throne to refine the cultivation resources. When the dark blue heart fire was beating, it illuminated the dark gold patterns around it, making the king look even more mysterious.

The military advisor took a deep breath.

Shaking his head and throwing away his thoughts, the military advisor continued to study the bones, trying to let the bones understand their meaning.

...

Inside the palace.

Zhou Mo has refined all the spirit stones.

The remaining treasures of heaven and earth are quite interesting, and they are refined one by one.
To be continued...