"There is a barrier here, and you will practice here in the future."

As the saying goes, there is surplus grain in the warehouse, so don’t panic!

He has two treasures that are constantly producing spiritual energy in his hand. The ancestor is extremely generous in his actions. He put a barrier in the garden in front of Yunduanyuan. It is full of spiritual energy and is specially used for Chen Qiong, Jing Zhao and others to practice.

After following the ancestor into the barrier space, a rich spiritual energy rushed over, making Chen Qiong, who had seen the big scene, couldn't help but be surprised, and then full of joy.

As for Old Man Jian and Master Yuankong who had no "knowledge", they were even more shocked!

"Master Master, will this spiritual energy be used up?"

The reason why Shangyun Sect Mansion is different is because of the nourishment of spiritual energy. Old Man Jian was shocked when he saw the luxurious scene in front of him and couldn't help but worry.

I am worried that after using up their spiritual energy, they will not be able to practice!

"Practice with peace of mind, no need to worry!"

"yes--"

With the words of the ancestor, Old Man Jian was completely relieved and was very excited.

So he followed Chen Qiong, Jing Zhao and others to meditate and practice in the barrier. I have to say that he didn't feel that he didn't feel that he was too good!

As for Liangchen, Youdong, Suhu, Yan'er and Gao Fanglian, the five maids, were meditating with the ancestor's luck outside the barrier. Several of them also clearly felt a magical force wandering with the meridians of the whole body. Liangchen and the four of them knew how to go back.

I cherish this very much.

Gao Fanglian, who belonged to Xiaobai, was confused and full of doubt. Seeing that the ancestor and the other four people closed their eyes, she settled down and let the magical power pour into her body.

After the morning practice, everyone had tea and breakfast in Dayuyuan, including Prince An and Taoist Youshan.

"There are a lot of trouble outside these two days..."

Prince An put down his chopsticks and took a bite of hot tea, then looked at Jing Zhao thoughtfully.

But Old Man Jian, who was busy practicing and did not go out, heard the smell and couldn't help looking at Prince An.

"What's the matter?"

Old Man Jian continued to eat while asking, looking like he didn't care at all.

"It is said that the portrait of Emperor Jing Chong in Taimiao was stolen."

"Bang..."

After Prince An finished speaking, Old Man Jian, who was concentrating on eating and drinking, was shocked and sat on the ground, and the chair was also carried to the ground.

"Father--"

When Old Man Jian fell, he also jumped up Prince An, who was sitting next to him, and quickly bent down and reached out to help him up.

After relocating old man Jian, An looked up at Wang carefully looking at Jing Zhao.

As a result, Jing Zhao lowered his head and tasted tea seriously, and had a slight reaction to this.

Prince An!!

Did you guess wrong?

He is not Emperor Jing Chong himself at all?

Then, Prince An looked up at the ancestors and the others, and saw that everyone had no reaction, he couldn't help but wonder again.

"What?"

"The portrait of the master was stolen?"

Old Man Jian couldn't believe his ears, so he asked Prince An at the top of his throat.

After asking this, he also turned his head to look at Jing Zhao, and then felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but become nervous.

"I……"

"What my old man meant, how could the portrait of Emperor Jing Chong be stolen?"

"Are the palace guards all useless?"

“Can the portrait be found?”

"Who did it?"

The old man Jian, who was angry and anxious, was in his throat and stared at Prince An and asked questions repeatedly.

After asking in one breath, he felt uneasy and turned to look at Jing Zhao again.

"Master, you..."

Old Man Jian was extremely uneasy and was afraid that Jing Zhao would be angry, so he wanted to say a few good things, but Jing Zhao shut up after he opened his mouth with a look.

"that……"

"The soft-boys in the palace are not responsible for this fact!"

So, under Jing Zhao's cold gaze, Old Man Jian smiled and said dryly.

After saying that, seeing no one paying attention to him, Old Man Jian felt boring again and secretly hated Emperor Dingkang in his heart, and always causing trouble for him!

"It's good to lose it!"

Then, Jing Zhao's cold and hard voice sounded without any emotion, making Old Man Jian feel nervous.

"That won't happen. Master, how can you stolen your portrait at will? I must find it back!"

The portrait of Jing Zhao has a very special meaning in Old Man Jian’s heart. Even if others are now living in front of him, Old Man Jian still misses him.

This statement just confirmed what Prince An was thinking, and it also made Prince An shocked, guessing what was going on in Jing Zhao!

Is it really a resurrection from the dead?

Even if I have something to think about, I dare not ask clearly.

“No need!”

Immediately afterwards, Jing Zhao's tough and unrefutable voice sounded again, making Old Man Jian dare not say more.

"yes--"

Old Man Jian, who is irritable and uneasy, can only be obedient when facing Jing Zhao!

As for recovering the portrait, that's all!

Another day passed, the third day of the five-day period given by Emperor Dingkang, the eldest prince "remains his mission" and "got a lot of hardships" to recover the portrait of Emperor Jing Chong and was seriously injured.

Looking at the portrait in front of him, Emperor Dingkang's restlessness for several days finally disappeared, with only joy.

"Bless our ancestors!"

So Emperor Dingkang quickly bowed to the portrait, without even looking at the eldest prince covered in blood, pale face, and tied with his left arm.

"Hurry, please go to the Taimiao to worship the incense tea fruit!"

After bowing, Emperor Dingkang ordered that the portrait be sent to the Taimiao re-entered.

Then, all the ministers present, the eunuch Gong Weiyi, followed Emperor Dingkang to the Taimiao, but no one paid attention to the "seriously injured" prince, and stood there and watched everyone walk away, his eyes slowly becoming cold.

"The eldest brother is so powerful that he can take back the portrait from the thief. My brother admires it!"

At this time, the second prince, who came from somewhere, stepped forward and smiled and praised the eldest prince, but in fact he was insincere and had something to say in his words.

The second prince, Jian Yuanhao, was 16 years old and the son of Concubine Shu. Because he was only one year apart from the eldest prince, the two often compared each other, so the relationship between the two brothers was not very good.

Of course, the relationship between Empress Shen and Concubine Shu should not be good either!

Besides, the second prince's appearance is much better than the eldest prince, and he is more loved by Emperor Dingkang.

Take this at this time, the second prince, who has a fair face, a straight body, and is noble all over the body. He is very cheerful and stands with the gloomy eldest prince, and inexplicably makes people look closer and closer to each other.

Even if he has something in his words, it can't be annoying.

Of course, this is just his appearance. As for his heart, there is no fuel-efficient light for royal children!

"My second brother is awarded, but he's lucky!"

Hearing the second prince's words, the eldest prince was unhappy and a little worried, but his expression on his face answered with a very polite answer.

"It seems that only the eldest prince has such good luck!"

The second prince smiled and looked at the eldest prince with his eyes flashing. He dug a hole for the eldest prince again.

However, this pit is much deeper than just now!

It is said that killing people will kill their hearts, and the second prince’s mind is no worse than this!
Chapter completed!