From the end of the world to the ancient times

Well, Chu Er treated him well and gave him the elixir, but he had to become stronger. Compared with Chu Er, he was a weakling. He had to protect his face and not be outshined by that pretty boy in Beijing.

When did our iron-blooded prince become so worried about gains and losses? The secret guards watched their prince looking at himself in a small mirror with twitching mouths. "Is the prince crazy?"

"Mo Yi, Mo Er, how do you think I am with the other four young masters in the capital? Who is more handsome between me and them?"

"Of course you are the most handsome, my master. Only you are worthy of Miss Luo. No one else can compare with you." Mo Yi flattered.

"Yeah, good, well said, give me a raise." Mo Beichen was very pleased to hear that.

Seeing this, Mo Er also flattered her: "Master, those young masters in the capital are as weak as chickens, how can they be liked by the lady? The lady must like a strong man like you."

"In your eyes, I am also a weakling. If I don't answer well, you will have to wash all the underwear and socks of the secret guards for a month."

“Ah... Yes... I obey your command..." Mo Er wanted to cry but had no tears. Mo Yi and others on the side were trying hard not to laugh. It was too hard and they could hardly hold it back any longer.

After Mo Beichen left, Mo Yi, Mo Sansi, Mo Wuliu and others could no longer hold back and laughed out loud. Mo Er looked at them grinding his teeth and roared as he rushed forward. Then everyone started fighting with punches.

Mo Beichen watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help laughing. These secret guards grew up with him, and the relationship between them went beyond master and servant, and was more like brothers. He knew the secret guards' loyalty and dedication to him, and he had full trust in them.

Seeing them laughing and playing, he felt very good and relieved!

The next morning, Yunqin got on a carriage to the city and headed for Yunyan Embroidery Pavilion. Along the way, she was full of longing and fighting spirit for the future. The young lady provided her with a place, and she must make good achievements to show her.

On the road from the capital to Qingshan County, a group of men in black were riding horses. They were Mo Beichen's secret guards. Their master suddenly summoned them in a hurry. They didn't know what happened, so they galloped all the way without stopping.

At Luo's residence in Qinghe County, Luo Yunchu is practicing. She plans to learn to make medicine after she reaches the foundation-building stage. Her cultivation is too low, and she feels insecure. Her cultivation is too low? How embarrassed would you be if Mo Beichen and his secret guards knew about it? Mo Beichen: If your cultivation is low, then we are not scum. Chuchu shouldn't be so Versailles.

It’s great to have a spirit gathering formation. It makes practicing fast. Two days ago, she was still at the fifth level of Qi training, and now she is almost at the eighth level.

Well, by the time Mo Beichen’s secret guards arrive, I will probably be able to reach the ninth level of Qi training, so I should continue to practice.

Mo Beichen: I haven't seen Chuchu for two days. I miss her. Chuchu is so talented and works so hard, he can't be too useless.

After taking the body-building pill, he felt that his muscles, bones, and internal organs were strengthened, and his body's endurance, strength, and speed were improved! His body was also tougher and less prone to injury, and his body's flexibility and reaction speed were enhanced.

The elixir is different, the effect is really powerful. He called Mo Yi and the others and said, "This is the body-building pill that Chuchu gave you. As the name suggests, the body-building pill is to temper the bones and strengthen the body. Only you can experience its effect after taking it."

"Are you going to wait until everyone is here to take the medicine together, or do you want to start taking it now? I'll give you a heads up. Tempering your muscles and bones must be extremely painful. But look at me now."

As he said this, Mo Beichen punched the rockery next to him, smashing it into pieces without hurting his hand. "This is just the initial stage of body building, see!"

The secret guards were dumbfounded. Mo Yi stammered, "Master, it is indeed very powerful, but Master, you blew up the rockery in Miss Chuchu's house. Isn't that a bit bad?"

As soon as Mo Yi finished speaking, he heard a loud shout, "What are you doing, little bastard? Do you want to destroy the house?" Then he saw Luo's father chasing after him with a ferocious look.

Seeing this, Mo Yi and other secret guards couldn't help but light a candle for their master. "It's someone else's family affairs. As secret guards, it's not good for them to interfere, right? Master, you can only wish for the best!"

Then they all sneaked away. If they didn't, they would have seen their master's embarrassing situation and the master would definitely take revenge on them later.

Mo Beichen ran away immediately after seeing this, and then he saw Luo's father chasing him in front, using his wood-related ability to create an ordinary vine, which would whip him from time to time, and then Mo Beichen jumped up and down, looking quite agile.

Although Luo's father had supernatural powers, Mo Beichen was not inferior to him because of his Qinggong skills. Luo's father admired him when he saw him flying around. This brat was quite capable and had good skills. Flying around like this with Qinggong skills was quite exhausting.

He clearly knew that he was the prince, yet he still came to mess with his daughter. After chasing and beating him for a while, Luo's father felt that he had vented all his anger. He stopped and said to Luo Nanfeng, "You, you kid, come here, I have something to ask you."

Mo Beichen thought to himself, "My future father-in-law should have gotten rid of his anger by now!" He walked forward respectfully, "Uncle?"

"What do you think about my Chuchu? Are you planning to take her back as a concubine?" Father Luo asked deliberately.

Mo Beichen's desire to survive was overwhelming as he said, "Uncle, Chu'er is such a beautiful and unique woman. It would be an insult to her to mention her as a concubine. She will only be my only wife, the only Crown Princess. I will be with her for the rest of my life."

Luo Nanfeng said: "Remember what you said. If you dare to betray her, we will not let you go, no matter how far we go."

"Chu Chu is a cultivator. Her life span gets longer and longer as her cultivation level increases. The higher the cultivation level, the longer her life span. Our family are all cultivators, so if you want to be together, it depends on whether you have spiritual roots."

Mo Beichen clenched his fists and felt nervous, wondering if he had that spiritual root.

"Wait until Chuchu comes out of retreat and test your spiritual roots. I hope you have spiritual roots."

Mo Beichen nodded, then came to Luo Yunchu's room with a lot on his mind and stood guard.

Luo Nanfeng, Luo's father, looked at his worried face and comforted him, "Mo boy, don't worry. If you really don't have spiritual roots, you can still practice martial arts to become an immortal. It's just that this requires more effort than normal cultivation. Can you bear this hardship?"

"Uncle, as long as I can practice and be with Chu'er, I can endure any hardship."

Father Luo looked at his determined eyes, nodded, and patted his shoulder. Very good, you have perseverance. It seems that he had suffered a lot in the past. It is not easy for a pampered prince like him to be so determined.