Zhang Yu nodded and opened the door and entered the room. The first thing that caught his eye was a picture of pines and cranes prolonging the year. Below the picture was an Eight Immortals table with tea sets placed on it.

There was a screen at the back, and behind the screen was a cloud bed. Zhang Yu knew that this was the bed for resting, so he went straight to the cloud bed and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

After Zhang Yu sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, he began to meditate with his eyes closed. He saw a faint cloud of air floating above Zhang Yu's head, and a faint sharp white light surrounded Zhang Yu's mouth and nose.

This white light is the sword energy that Zhang Yu has cultivated. As Zhang Yu exhales and inhales, the sword energy is constantly hesitating between Zhang Yu's mouth and nose.

Suddenly Zhang Yu sprayed out, and saw that the sword energy was out of control, constantly hovering in the room. The room was filled with the cold sword energy, and there was a chilling atmosphere, even the two people standing outside the door.

The maid felt a chill in her heart for no apparent reason.

Just when the two maids were feeling chilled, they saw Wu Pan, the bodyguard of the young prince, approaching. The two maids hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I've seen Mr. Wu. What's the matter with Mr. Wu?"

"Can the immortal practice here?" Wu Pan asked the two maids.

The two maids immediately replied: "The immortal is practicing inside."

Wu Pan nodded and said, then knocked on the door and said: "Immortal Chief, the Immortal Chief Prince is here to invite the Immortal Chief to have a meal."

Zhang Yu heard the shouting from inside the room and stopped practicing. He followed Wu Pan out for dinner. After dinner, he returned to the room to practice meditation all night long.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Yu's little girl was hit by the kick. Instead, she was bounced out with a sharp voice. At the moment of the kick, the little girl only felt a soft but tough energy as she hit the straight quilt.

It knocked her away.

Seeing the little girl flying out, Zhang Yu smiled indifferently, gently waved his sleeves, and a soft force supported the little girl, saving her from falling to the ground.

"Eh."

The maids who saw this scene were surprised and saw Zhang Yu dragging her princess up with a wave of her sleeves. Everyone was very surprised. Only the young prince Zhu Houcong who was watching next to him kept snickering.

This little girl is none other than his sister, Zhu Hui, the youngest daughter of King Xian Zhu Yuanyou. But this princess is unusual. She has not loved red makeup since she was a child, and only loves to dance with knives and guns. At a young age, she has a very bad temper.

.Since I heard that a god came to the house yesterday, I went to see the god early this morning. But what disappointed the little princess was that the god was obviously not the kind of fairy she expected.

, but it looks like a handsome scholar, in order to try this immortal, so he had such a scene.

"I didn't expect that this little princess is truly a talented person. Her qualifications are very good, why not also accept this little girl as a disciple."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's cheeks flushed, and he wanted to accept the little princess Zhu Hui. After all, good talents and beautiful jade are rare. He planned to accept the young prince Zhu Houcong as his disciple for the sake of the prosperity of the Huashan sect, but after Zhu Houcong

Since he was to be the emperor, he could naturally inherit the Huashan sect's orthodoxy. As for Wu Pan and Quan Hai, their qualifications were very high. So as soon as Zhang Yu saw this little princess, he had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple.

"Oh, are you really an immortal? Are you so powerful?"

At this time, the little girl slapped her head and looked at Zhang Yu with bright eyes, as if she was seeing a fun toy. She also looked like a star-chasing fan in the world.

"Yes, I am a god."

Zhang Yu saw the adoring look on the little girl's face and immediately said: "Little princess, was my spell just now powerful?"

"Beautiful, beautiful." The little girl nodded repeatedly.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu became even more happy and said hurriedly: "Then do you want to learn such a powerful spell?"

"I want to learn, I want to learn." Hearing this, the young princes Zhu Houcong, Wu Pan and Quanhai lowered their heads and snickered again. The three of them couldn't help but cursed in their hearts: "Exian, how much do you want to collect?"

A disciple."

"If you want to learn, then you must worship me as your master." Zhang Yu said to the little princess Zhu Hui in a coaxing tone.

"Yes, I worship you as my master, but you must teach me this powerful magic."

"Yes, I will definitely teach you." Zhang Yu nodded and said to the little princess.

Just when a few people couldn't stop joking, a maid hurriedly walked over and whispered a few words in the ear of the young prince Zhu Houcong. Then he saw the young prince Zhu Houcong stood up from the chair and said to Zhang Yudao with an excited look on his face.

: "|Immortal, my father has woken up. He wants to thank the Immortal for his kindness in healing."

"Oh, that's good. I'm going to see the old prince now." Zhang Yu said calmly as before.

Zhang Yu, the young prince Zhu Houcong and the young princess Zhu Hui soon met the old prince Zhu Yuanyou. At this time, the old prince Zhu Yuanyou was no longer the sallow face and thin eyes with dull eyes. Although his face still did not look very good.

However, he seemed to be in good spirits.

When the old prince Zhu Yuanyou saw Zhang Yu, he immediately stepped forward to greet him and said, "This must be the Immortal of the Huashan Sect. I can really thank the Immortal for being able to survive this time. Thank you very much for the Immortal's life-saving grace."

Just give Zhang Yu a deep bow.

Seeing the old prince Zhu Yuanyou salute to him, Zhang Yu still looked like he was pretending. With a wave of his sleeves, the old prince Zhu Yuanyou stopped bowing. Seeing Zhang Yu like this, the old prince Zhu Yuanyou did not show too much courtesy.

I straightened up naturally.

"Come on, Master Immortal, please take a seat." The old prince Zhu Yuanyou very politely invited Zhang Yu to sit in the host and guest position, and then said to the maid next to him: "Hurry and serve tea."

"You don't have to be polite, Your Majesty." Zhang Yu declined repeatedly.

After the old prince Zhu Yuanyou waited for Zhang Yu to sit down, he said: "The immortal saved my life. I am deeply grateful. The immortal has given you orders, and I dare not disobey him."

This is to repay Zhang Yu. In the eyes of the old prince, foreigners with great magic power like Zhang Yu have always been kept at a distance. Therefore, although Zhang Yu can be said to have extended his life by three years, but for Zhang Yu,

Zhang Yu felt a slight sense of alienation.

Zhang Yu also knew what the old prince Zhu Yuanyou was thinking, so he said straight to the point: "Your Majesty, since you have spoken, do I really need your help with something?"

"Oh, what's the matter? Can you please elaborate?" When the old prince Zhu Yuanyou heard Zhang Yu say that he had something to ask for help, he immediately became energetic.

"I'm not afraid that you ask for something, but I'm afraid that you don't ask for anything." The old prince Zhu Yuanyou said secretly in his heart.
Chapter completed!