Zhao Yuanzheng asked in a negotiated tone: "Sicheng, you are over seven years old and are at the age of going to magic elementary school. Dad knows that you are a different child, but you can't always wander around idlely. Learning more things will be good for you. Otherwise, go to the magic elementary school of your elder brother and second brother?"

"What does mom mean?" Zhao Sicheng asked.

Ye Xier took Dinah and Taylor into the house and said, "Sicheng Guai Nanbao, your mother means the same. It's not a solution for you to do this every day. Listen to what the nobles in the imperial capital say? Mom knows that you are an excellent child. If they say this, don't you care?"

To be honest, Zhao Sicheng really doesn't care about the views of the nobles, but it makes Ye Xier so worried that Zhao Sicheng feels full of heart. This feeling is really good.

At this time, Dinah and Taylor said hello to Zhao Sicheng respectively.

"I'm going to say hello to the young master." "Dinah said hello to the young master."

Zhao Sicheng nodded and indicated that the subordinates Zhao Sicheng had taken over were now very awe of Zhao Sicheng and were still pleased with a hint of pleasing.

Because five years ago, Alvin and the other two returned from the battlefield, Zhao Sicheng not only gave them the three promised skills to advance to the god level, but also the injured Shui Yifan and Heixin, Zhao Sicheng also gave each of them a magical artifact inner armor.

Alvin, who made the most contribution, gave him a soul-raising pill. Several holy-level who did not accompany Zhao Yuanzheng to the battlefield, saw Alvin's mental power increased by 50% in one magic time, and all regretted it and wanted to hit the wall.

Dinah regretted the last time, and Dinah knew the best what mental power meant to the magician. Even Chris showed envious eyes to Alvin. Fortunately Chris was not a magician.

However, only Alvin, who has really eaten the Soul-Healing Pill, knows that this dark green pill has not only increased its mental power, but Alvin's soul quality has also increased by nearly 20%.

Shui Yifan and Heixin were also proud. Compared with the growth of external objects and their own strength, of course, they had to choose to increase their own strength. However, if they were injured, they could change to a magic weapon, and they would be willing to be injured every day.

Taylor and his friends saw that Shui Yifan and Alvin were promoted to the god level one after another because of their martial arts. Zhao Sicheng said that when the time came, they would give them the martial arts, but they had not been handed over to them for a long time. The few people were not anxious, so that they must be lies.

This is what Zhao Sicheng wants. Zhao Sicheng does not expect them to be able to dig out his heart and soul in a short period of time, but if they are passive and lazy, Zhao Sicheng will have a headache, and Zhao Sicheng has no energy and is always staring at them.

Zhao Sicheng heard Ye Xier's question and thought for a while before saying, "Mom and Dad, Sicheng will go to the magic school, but Sicheng will consider which magic school to go to."

Zhao Sicheng had actually made plans, so he went to Tianxin Magic Martial Arts Academy, but Zhao Sicheng would not be a student, and Zhao Sicheng wanted to be a teacher.

Zhao Sicheng wants to be a teacher for a period of time while he has not broken through the Demon Infant Period, which can increase some merit. Merit is a good thing, of course, more should be better.

Moreover, there is a place in Tianxin Demon Martial Arts Academy, and Zhao Sicheng cannot see through his mental power. Zhao Sicheng has been a little quiet recently and wants to travel.

There is almost nothing interesting to dig in the Thunder Emperor Capital. Duke Jumu was destroyed, and Marquis Wandi, the hereditary marquis, was promoted to Duke Wandi. The aristocratic power of the Thunder Emperor Capital has changed, but for Zhao Sicheng, it is almost no different from the original one.

There is Kong Xuan, the peak of the god level, in Xiaoyao Pavilion, and with the seven Aiwen and the others, Zhao Sicheng is still very relieved to protect his family. Zhao Sicheng also left a jade slip for Ye Xier to send a message. If there is an emergency at home, Zhao Sicheng can also rush back to rescue immediately.

...

Half a month later

Zhao Sicheng hugged Xiaobai, took Meiji, Chris, Zhao Yong, and went out in a wildebeest carriage with an ordinary appearance.

Chris is still acting as the coachman. Zhao Yong, who is only twelve years old, is sitting next to Chris. Although Zhao Yong is young, he has already cultivated the flame fighting spirit to the strength of a level 8 sword master. Zhao Yong's black eyes keep looking at him. On Zhao Yong's forehead, there are three spiritual texts "Xiaoyao Pavilion" in a circle, and the handwriting is very clear.

Zhao Yong was the first slave to break through the 7th level sword master. Zhao Sicheng specially named him and asked the Purple King to take Zhao Yong to the slave union to cancel his slave family.

Only Zhao Yong's mark on his forehead made Zhao Sicheng feel that he was really tied up. In order to erase the mark on his forehead, Zhao Sicheng found more than a dozen slaves from Xiaoyao Pavilion to study it.

Zhao Sicheng discovered that since these slaves were sealed by different magicians, each slave's storage space was opened differently.

The worst thing is that these storage spaces are mixed with the energy of Zhao Sicheng, the magician and the slave themselves, and the space has mutated and has been opened into all kinds of strange appearances.

Although these spaces were opened up according to Zhao Sicheng's spatial rules, Zhao Sicheng also had no choice but to use these mutated storage spaces.

If it is forcibly erased, these storage spaces will collapse and explode. Zhao Yong's head is different from Jia Qing's arm. To erase this mark, Zhao Yong can only rely on his own mastery of this storage space.

Because of this mark, Zhao Yong usually dared not go out alone. Since Zhao Sicheng lifted Zhao Yong's slave seal, Zhao Yong slowly recovered himself. He was a twelve-year-old child, and it was rare for Zhao Sicheng to take him out.

As soon as Zhao Yong left the Thunder Emperor Capital, he kept looking around and feeling novel about everything.

Zhao Sicheng was sitting in a spacious carriage, which had been expanded ten times by Zhao Sicheng using the law of space. Zhao Sicheng was lying on Meiji's slender legs, enjoying Meiji's service.

The white wildebeest ran away with four hooves. In less than half a day, this wildebeest carriage with an ordinary appearance left the imperial capital.

"Chris, are there any fun places nearby?" Zhao Sicheng asked lazily. Since he was out, he had to have fun.

"Young Master, after a magical period, we will arrive in Pingxi City. There are many small rivers near Pingxi City, and there are not many fun places. However, the tiny willow magic fish and spirits in Pingxi City are local characteristics. You can enjoy your food." Chris replied without hesitation.

"Oh." Zhao Sicheng was slightly disappointed when he heard nothing interesting. Zhao Sicheng had no great expectations for the delicious food in Yuanjing Continent.

Attached today's victory:

Lunar calendar: November 27th day (Gengxu) (Clashing Dragon)

Good and bad luck today: bad luck (four-li bad days)

Today's auspicious time: Chou, Mao, Wei, Shen

Today's bad time: Zi, Chen, Wu, You

Twenty-Eight Constellations: Ji

It is advisable to: bathe, haircut, catch, seek heir

Avoid: plugging the acupoints and opening the market

Finally, Xiao Shi begged: "Please click, recommend, and collect."
Chapter completed!