Hearing that the assassin was Prince Hua, Leng Ying's numb face showed an expression again. [ ] Today may be the day where his mood has fluctuated the most in recent years.
First, he met the benefactor who had not seen him for twenty years, just like the benefactor Ruoli who had reborn him. Without Ruoli, he might have died, or he might still be working hard in the house of a rich man, and his own hatred might be
There will be no retribution until old age and death; and then assassinating the prince of Daping Kingdom, this incident is thrilling!
"Yes, I am none other than Prince Hua."
"The last general, Leng Ying, came to see the prince. I don't know who he is. I have offended you a lot. I hope you will forgive me!"
"Get up, those who don't know are not guilty. We are about to go to General Li, why don't you lead the way." Since it was Ruoli who taught him the kung fu, they are a family, and Hua Shenguang will no longer pursue it.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Leng Ying led the horses for Ruoli and Hua Shenguang and said, "Senior, Your Majesty, please mount the horse!"
Leng Ying also rode on the war horse he had tied in the woods on the roadside, leading the way and leading the two of them from a small road to the direction of Yuncheng.
Although Leng Ying has an expressionless face and a dull look, it does not mean that he is not smart. Growing up, he has experienced so many ups and downs alone, and finally got into the position of General Li Guozhong's confidant, which can be said to be a step forward.
Every step is startling and every step is difficult. He is a man who has reached this position entirely by his own strength. Naturally, he has to constantly assess the situation and anticipate the enemy's opportunities at every turn.
He is now at the peak of the seventh level of the physical body. He is also one of the top masters in the army, with a strength of nearly 6,000 kilograms. In modern terms, a car in his hand is like a toy that he can play with at will. This kind of
In the world of power, he is already a great master. But when he met Ruoli, the senior who taught him the technique, he was still defeated by one move.
Ruoli was fine, but the third-level physical body of Prince Hua actually dodged his sneak attack with a sword. The reason needed to be seriously considered by him.
The gap between the third level of physical body and the seventh level of physical body is unimaginable.
"If my guess is correct, the senior must be a master in the realm of magic. His cultivation is so thorough that he can kill countless people like me with one finger. And the relationship between this Prince Hua and the senior must be extraordinary.
, it seems like they have been friends for many years. There is no barrier caused by the gap between the two people. According to rumors,
Prince Hua was accepted as an inner disciple by senior Qin Zhan of the Hongfa Hall. Could it be that this senior Ruoli is also a master of the Hongfa Hall? Senior Ruoli once taught me the skills. I must take this opportunity to express my intention and win over senior Ruoli.
Accept me as your disciple, if you miss it, I may never encounter such a good opportunity again, to be able to walk with a master in the magic realm."
As he walked, Leng Ying thought about it. Finally, during a break, he plucked up the courage and knelt down to Ruoli: "Leng Ying was able to achieve what he is today only after receiving merit from his seniors. Leng Ying is lucky to be able to do this all his life."
When I meet my senior again, I know that I cannot miss this opportunity, so I beg my senior to accept me as my disciple. The younger generation should respect my teacher, regard him as my parents, and never disobey my teacher's orders!"
Leng Ying's sudden move surprised Ruoli and asked, "You want to worship me as your master? Tell me, why do you want to worship me as your master?"
Listening to Ruoli's question, Leng Ying knew that he had succeeded in the first step, at least letting his senior open his mouth to ask questions, so he solemnly replied: "Senior taught me the skills when Leng Ying was young. In my heart, I have already regarded my senior as my father.
Benefactor, Master
, it’s just that when I grow up and understand the truth, it’s already too late to look for my seniors. I don’t ask my seniors to teach me, I just want to be by my seniors’ side, serve my seniors like my parents, repay my kindness, and my wishes will be enough.
That’s it!”
Ruoli chuckled: "You are quite good at talking. You spent twenty years practicing to the seventh level of the physical body without anyone teaching you. You are indeed a good material for practicing martial arts. You and I can meet in this situation.
, and it’s fate, so I accepted you as my disciple.”
Leng Ying was excited and wanted to laugh, but couldn't. His face twitched and he smiled strangely, which made Hua Shenguang and Ruoli laugh.
"Disciple Leng Ying, pay homage to Master!" Leng Ying immediately kowtowed to Ruoli three times, knocking the dirt on the ground until it sank three cents into the ground.
Ruoli nodded to accept, and said sternly and solemnly: "Leng Ying, since you worship me as your teacher, you are my disciple of Huantian Clan. I will record you as the inner disciple of Huantian Clan. From now on, you must be loyal to Huantian Clan."
, loyal to me, loyal to Prince Hua."
"Disciple, never forget every word. You must be loyal to Huantianmen, your master, and your prince!"
Leng Ying was surprised and thought to himself: "It turns out that the senior is not from the Hongfa Hall, but from the Huantian Clan. I have never heard of this Huantian Clan. But it must be a great magic sect that can directly become a member of the inner circle."
Disciple, I am truly lucky in my lifetime. It will be just around the corner that I will break through the realm of the physical body, comprehend magic power, and transcend the world. And Master wants me to be loyal to the prince. It seems that the relationship between her and the prince is by no means as simple as friends..."
For a time, Leng Ying thought of many things in his mind.
If Ruoli circulates the magic formula, a token appears in his hand, which is somewhat similar to the "magic token" of Hongfa Hall, but the shape and size are different.
"This token is the waist token of my inner disciple of Huantian Sect. I am giving it to you now. If you drip it with blood, you can take it away with your mind. However, I must explain that after dripping blood on you, if there is any betrayal,
The heart of the master will be counterattacked and endure the pain of thousands of swords piercing the heart. You can think clearly, it is still too late for you to regret it." In Ruoli's hand, there is a token, somewhere between reality and illusion.
Without thinking, Leng Ying bit his finger and dripped blood on it. In an instant, a lot of information appeared in his mind. As soon as his mind moved, the token disappeared without a trace. He kowtowed to Ruoli three times again.
He stood up, his expression of joy unable to be concealed.
Hua Shenguang was startled and asked Ruoli: "Oops, when I entered the Hall of Propaganda, a drop of blood dropped on the token. If I have a heart of betrayal in the future, I will also suffer the pain of being pierced by ten thousand swords.
?”
"Haha, I didn't expect that the majestic prince would be worried about a token. You are really strange. Just after joining the Hongfa Hall, you thought of betraying the sect. If it were someone else who could be accepted as an inner disciple of the magic sect, what would you do?
You are extremely respectful to the sect, and sometimes even a master like me doesn’t know what you are thinking?"
Only Hehua Shenguang and Ruoli can speak freely, but they treat others, including Leng Ying, with coldness, and there is a kind of majesty in their coldness.
"You mean, I can do it too?" Hua Shenguang heard Ruoli not answering directly, thinking that this was also the case. He thought to himself why he was so stupid at that time and couldn't stand the temptation of Qin Zhan, so he was in a bad mood all of a sudden.
stand up.
Seeing Hua Shenguang's expression of imminent disaster, Ruoli smiled brightly: "Forget it, let me tell you the truth. As far as I know, only a few sects are like my Huantian Sect. For ordinary sects, the token is a
It's just a symbol and has no control function."
Hua Shenguang breathed a sigh of relief and became less worried. He looked down upon Ruoli and said, "You guys are really a bad sect. You have to use control techniques to even enter the sect."
"Bad sect? You are so ignorant that you would say such a thing. These are the rules of my sect and no one can change them!"
Hua Shenguang said to Leng Ying: "Leng Ying, you are in such a miserable state. You will be a member of the Huantian Clan when you are born, and you will be a ghost of the Huantian Clan when you die. You sold yourself to the Huantian Clan!"
"Your Majesty, don't make such a joke. I already have a master, and I will naturally be loyal to my master in life and death. Likewise, if my master asks me to be loyal to your master, I will swear to be loyal to him to the death. This is how it should be in terms of emotion, reason, teacher, and Tao.
"Leng Ying returned to his cold language and expressionless face.
"You don't understand humor. Forget it. Just take me to see General Li." Hua Shenguang felt bored and had to speed up.
Ruoli chuckled and whispered to Hua Shenguang: "People who practice ruthless swordsmanship will become like this. If you make fun of him, it is like playing the harp to a cow."
"Leng Ying, when you get to the military camp, don't reveal any information about me, and don't call me master. Just treat me as Prince Hua's maid. Do you understand?" Ruoli ordered.
"Apprentice, obey!" Leng Ying was shocked again. The master was willing to abandon the majesty of the magic realm and call himself the prince's maid in front of outsiders?
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"Report! General, General Leng Ying is escorting Prince Hua, the grandson of Duke Hua. General, please go and greet him!"