When Fu Taibao heard the helpless answer from the Palace Master Qiu Feng, he was also a little stunned and could not ask other tricky questions.

Fortunately, Lao Ke changed the subject in time, and he said with a little envious expression: "Sir, I have heard of the reputation of the God-killing Formation for a long time. From ancient times to the present, this formation has suppressed many evil and evil evil spirits. Today, I am indeed extraordinary. My realm is also very impressed."

"Haha, Ke Gong praised it."

The Master Qiufeng Palace smiled and said, "This formation should have been composed of five priests who held the national education treasures. The situation was special tonight. The national teacher only mobilized five major treasures and then lent the powerful master's magic wand to the old Taoist. Only in this way can the old Taoist control the formation and deal with the powerful enemy, but everyone misunderstood the old Taoist's own level."

"Your lord doesn't have to be humble. Since you have already gained a glimpse of the sacredness tonight, your future achievements will surely be extraordinary."

"Sir, I have another question."

Fu Taibao thought for a while and said, "Prince Cheng, who acted like a piece of wood from beginning to end in the hall tonight. No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like a prince. What's going on?"

The Lord of the Qiufeng Palace looked a little dark, sighed and said, "He is also a poor person. His father, King Liuyang, and Prince Wang Shuduan, are brothers of his compatriots. He has long passed away. His Majesty pity him for being lonely since childhood, so he made an exception and allowed him to assassinate the title of prince."

"Prince Cheng is gentle and even a little cowardly. In addition to his mediocre talent and a low level, no one in the royal family can take him seriously except for the Second Prince Li Qingye. Most of the time he usually stays in his door, and occasionally he comes to the royal receptionist for the time being, he is just a puppet. But this person is really not bad."

Fu Taibao nodded and said, "So that's it. I think this prince is really miserable on weekdays."

He thought about it and said, "I have one last question."

He paused for a moment, turned his head and looked around, looking a little cautious, and even said he was a little sneaky.

Seeing this, Lord Qiufeng Palace and Lao Ke were stunned.

"I want to ask, just ask casually." He paused again, then lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? Is he really sick? What's the disease? He, he is not pretending to be sick, right?"

Old Ke was shocked when he heard this and quickly stretched out his palm to cover his mouth.

The Lord of the Palace of Qiufeng's face darkened and shouted in a low voice: "Fu Taibao, what do you mean? Did the Demon Emperor order you to find out the details of my Tang Dynasty?"

"Sir, don't get me wrong, that's not what I mean."

Fu Taibao shook his hand repeatedly and said, "I'm just curious. It's rumored that His Majesty's cultivation is amazing today. I have never figured out what kind of disease can make a strong man linger for decades, unable to take charge of the royal family, and even his two sons are tragic. This is really puzzling."

Palace Master Qiufeng thought for a while and said, "Even the old Taoist has not seen the saint face in person for more than ten years. When His Majesty wanted to break through the pass and enter the sacred state, the energy of heaven and earth changed drastically, and then the true energy suddenly retaliated against it, resulting in the failure of breaking the state. At that time, all the strong people in the capital had a sense of this, and this was not fake, so it would be better not to think about it."

Fu Taibao and Lao Ke both nodded silently, and then they thought about each other and stopped talking.

A moment later, the Lord Qiufeng Palace looked up at the sky outside the hall and found that there was a slight morning light in the east sky. That night passed by the three of them without realizing it.

He remembered something, turned his head and looked deep inside the hall, with a little surprised and suspicious face, and said, "After so long, why has this child not completed his practice? Did he fail to break the realm again?"

Fu Taibao and Lao Ke were shocked when they heard this and looked towards the quiet room together.

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Zhao Hanyu sat quietly on the couch, his face changing back and forth between red and white. The fog above his head gradually became thinner and was about to dissipate.

In the first three hours, he was full of joy and mobilized all his true energy and violently impacted it. However, the speed of the barrier outside the acupoint was not as obvious as usual.

Moreover, his soul was consumed so much, and the dizziness in his mind was always there, and his spiritual consciousness was a little dazed. He was shocked and quickly calmed down his excitement, stabilized his soul, and then condensed his true energy, impacted as smoothly as usual, and slowly planned it.

After a while, he suddenly felt a warm feeling surge from his chest, which filled his mind. When he was flicked by this warm feeling, his dizziness was greatly relieved and his spiritual consciousness became sharper again.

He didn't know why this change occurred, but to be clear, it was definitely not a bad thing.

So he calmed down and used his skills without any rush or impatience. His spiritual consciousness slowly guided the warmth in his mind, hoping to use it to nourish his soul.

But he didn't know that at this time the purple Xuanyu on his chest had been emitting a faint red light, and his jade body gradually became warmer.

The dragon soul sleeping in the purple jade seemed to feel something. Its pair of dragon eyes opened a gap, as if awake but not awake, its eyes were filled with fatigue, weakness and confusion.

After a while, its eyes opened a little more, as if it was about to wake up.

However, in the end, it did not wake up completely. The dragon's body was still entrenched in the purple jade. The dragon's eyes were about halfway open, and its eyes were still full of weakness and fatigue, as well as some nostalgia and melancholy.

It thought, is this the last breath of my father?

My father, who used to be so powerful and powerful that he respected everything, did you go to other places, and could I never sense you in this continent?

Why is this happening?

It recalled it.

Those long-standing things still have no clue.

But it remembered that the blue dragon soul bead, the boy lying on the couch, the strange acupoints in the boy's body, the strange sealing power, the evil and gloomy soul, and the last touch of water blue that it sent to the boy's body...

Yes, I sent my father away myself.

It thought about it and felt the last trace of dragon soul at this time. Could it be that it was because of that young man?

His father's soul power was finally stimulated by him and was about to turn into nutrients to nourish and enhance his soul strength.

It seems that that young man is finally about to break through the realm?

How long have I slept?

How long will I sleep?

Well, what level can that young man reach in the future when he received the soul power gift from the leader of the Dragon Clan?

The dragon soul, plus the power of sealing, is looking forward to it.

However, I'm going to sleep.

When I wake up next time, I should be able to talk to you, right?

By that time, I will first figure out who you are?

And, the powerful man behind you.

Because that is the only hope for me to leave this continent and find my father and his clan.

Boy, I wish you goodbye...

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Chapter completed!