The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 201 The Power of Luck
Chitose Mansion, inner hall and side hall.

After Wei Zhongxian came out of Yongshou Palace, he returned to Qiansui Mansion, and immediately summoned Wei Ting and the six dead men,

"Is something on the horizon?"

Wei Zhongxian, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, looked up at the kneeling dead man below, and then asked coldly.

"Returning to the words of foster father, there are some clues..."

The dead man did not speak, and it was Wei Ting standing beside him who answered Wei Zhongxian.

"You have to hurry up, there is not much time left for us!"

Wei Zhongxian picked up a small Yaomu cup worth thousands of gold, filled it up with tea, and said with a slight sniff: "The emperor has already started to be interested in our family. Today is the Tianzi Sword, and tomorrow will be the head of our family." !"

"The emperor took away the Tianzi sword given to you by the previous emperor?!"

Wei Ting was taken aback for a moment, she was Wei Zhongxian's most trusted confidant, she knew many things clearly in her heart.

Wei Zhongxian stared at the teacup in his hand, and said with a sneer: "The emperor's move is really clever. It not only cleared up Uncle Yongqing, but also confiscated the power in our family's hands!"

Until today, Wei Zhongxian could see clearly the emperor's mind in Yongshou Palace.

The thirteen princes are only pushed by the emperor to resist open and dark arrows in front of others. In his mind, the person who can inherit the great rule is still King Yu!

The death of Uncle Yongqing and the confiscation of the Emperor's Sword are all paving the way for that unknown crown prince!

Whether this emperor is stupid or not, Wei Zhongxian himself knows it clearly.

"Father, my child will deliver that thing to you in the shortest possible time!"

Wei Ting also knew that for them, time was getting tighter and tighter.

The emperor began to confiscate the rights in Wei Zhongxian's hands, which indicated that the emperor was going to take action against the most powerful minister in the world!
Wei Zhongxian waved his hand, and the six dead soldiers got up and left the side hall silently.

After all the dead soldiers left, Wei Zhongxian said to Wei Ting, "What does Wu Xianghuang say?"

"Luring out the Central Plains, you can shoot and kill it!"

Wei Ting frowned slightly and said, "Are they really that powerful?"

"Hehe, our family served the emperors of two dynasties, and only then did we get a clue about them."

Wei Zhongxian smiled lightly, and continued: "There is no reason for this kind of thing. If it weren't for them, our family would never have gone to find Emperor Wuxiang!"

"Although Wu Xianghuang's strength is tyrannical, he is not invincible in the world. Why did the foster father choose him alone?"

Wei Ting still didn't understand why Wei Zhongxian chose Wuxianghuang because there are many martial arts masters in the world.

Wei Zhongxian stared at the Fu Lu Shou engraved on the tea tablet, and said softly: "Because he is also the emperor..."

What Wei Zhongxian was afraid of was the three powerful auras that Zhao Yu could feel when he entered Yongshou Palace.

And Wei Zhongxian also understood that the royal family had to do nothing to get rid of these three people around the emperor!
After Wei Ting left, Wei Zhongxian raised his hand slightly, and brushed across the seemingly ordinary tea tablet in front of him.

Kaka…

After a crisp staggered sound, the tea tablet that was originally inlaid on the ground split from the middle.

A long and narrow brocade box gradually rises from the hidden compartment under the tea tablet.

Wei Zhongxian took the long casket, brushed the body of the casket lightly with his haggard palm, and muttered to himself: "Throughout the ages, the most honorable eunuch is the king..."

Looking at the long box in his hand, Wei Zhongxian's face gradually turned red, and his complexion gradually turned ferocious.

"But our family wants to be a rootless emperor who has never been seen before!!"

Gently opened the long box to a gap and looked at the items inside.Wei Zhongxian said with a strange smile: "Nurture the body lacking in yang with dragon energy, and inherit the power of luck, and you can gain the way of heaven..."

"The power of luck!"

……

In the afternoon, enter Zhao Yufu.

"Are you OK?"

Zhao Yu stared at the pale Erha with some embarrassment.

He also didn't expect that the power of the golden bell cover would be so against the sky.

Originally, in Zhao Yu's memory, although the martial arts such as Golden Bell Cover had certain power, they were definitely not top-level martial arts.

Unexpectedly...

After Zhao Yu rotated the golden bell cover, Gang Qi came out through his body, forming a golden bell, enveloping himself tightly.

Not only that, but there are inscriptions flashing on the golden bell. Judging by the effect, it seems that it has broken away from the scope of basic martial arts.

On a whim, Zhao Yu immediately turned Erhua into a little golden man, wanting to try out who would be better between the invincible magic skill of King Kong and the golden bell cover.

And the result is, when Erha turned into a statuette and punched Zhao Yu...

Zhao Yu didn't feel anything at all, but Erha just spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and flew upside down.

No one thought that the counter-shock force of the Golden Bell Shade, which had reached the twelve stages, would be so terrifying.

In Zhao Yu's view, it is also possible that Erha's King Kong Immortality Magical Art is just a beginner's study, after all, there is a big difference between his internal energy and success.

But facing Zhao Yu's question, Erha rolled his eyes directly.

What's the matter, this is because I was afraid of hurting Zhao Yu at the beginning, so I didn't use my full strength.

Otherwise, according to Erha's own feeling, it wasn't as simple as vomiting blood just now!

It seems that the fact that Patriarch Bodhidharma stood still, was beaten by hundreds of masters for dozens of days, did not eat, drink, sleep, and remained unharmed in the end is not a fabrication!
However, Zhao Yu is also fortunate to have a system backpack, otherwise, even if he had the cheats, Zhao Yu might not choose to practice this invincible magical skill!

The reason is very simple, the practice method of this thing in the early stage is not only perverted, it is simply perverted!
To sum it up in one sentence, get beaten!
First sticks, then blunt knives, and then step by step, after the six levels, is the method of inner breath operation!
And it also involves some more mysterious things, Buddha nature!
Just like what the sweeping monk said in Zhao Yu's memory, practicing this method of killing people will generate hostility, which must be resolved with the corresponding Dharma.

And eminent monks who can meditate to this level in Buddhism don't bother to practice this kind of murderous method anymore!
Buddha?
Zhao Yu understands the Buddha nature of a basket!
"My lord, take it easy, Yuyan will step back first!"

Just as Zhao Yu and Erha were talking, Jiang Yuyan put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, only then did he feel that something was wrong with Jiang Yuyan's expression.

"Not feeling well?"

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan, frowned slightly and asked.

"No, Yuyan is bored and wants to go out for a walk..."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuyan got up and left the mansion with the four maids at home.

Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Yuyan who walked out of the mansion with four maids, and shook his head slightly.

He is not a fool, so he naturally knows that these four maids will never come back after going out!

But Zhao Yu didn't say much.

It was always a disaster for them to remain by their side.

It's impossible for others to hand the knife to the bottom of the chin, and you still have the heart to feel sorry for the jade, right?
(End of this chapter)