What is the True Yuan Realm?

I have condensed the golden round pill for sixty years of my skills. Is it true energy or has it reached this level?

Xia Ji didn't know, but he was not inconvenient to ask.

After Ning Mengzhen left, he quietly tested whether the rest of the things in the house could be exchanged for internal strength.

The wooden table can be exchanged for eleven hours of internal force.

Tea cups can be exchanged for eleven hours of internal strength.

The screen can be exchanged for twelve hours of internal force.

The tree outside the window does not belong to the host and cannot be exchanged for internal force.

...

I tried one by one, but found that there was little exchangeable internal force, and things that did not belong to me could not be exchanged for internal force.

From this point of view, the ancient jade left by the Holy Son and the strange poison of the "Pluto Jade" in their body are obviously special items.

Xia Ji was just calculating the value of these items and exploring the possibility, but did not choose to exchange it for internal force.

Otherwise, the furniture will disappear suddenly, which will be strange.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong desire.

It would be great if someone poisoned himself again.

The more poisonous the better.

I don’t know if there is a poisonous forbidden area in this world that humans cannot step into. If so, it would be great.

...

At this time, the Holy Gate side hall.

A majestic old man with a hook nose stood with his hands behind his back. His fingers were thicker and dark as iron. His eyes looked at the entrance with a cold light, as if he was waiting for someone.

This old man called himself the King of Heaven and had an extraordinary identity. When the leader of the Holy Sect went into seclusion and communicated with the world and wanted to go further, he was one of the three deacons and elders, and now it was his turn.

The footsteps are from far to near.

The girl in the goose yellow shirt bowed her head and walked in quickly, and bowed to the elder.

The person who came was the Holy Son's Funchian Ning Mengzhen.

Although the old man was so calm that he calmed down, Ning Mengzhen still did not dare to look up and look at him.

"How is the Holy Son?"

"Report to the elder, the Holy Son has lost his memory. When I asked whether his skills were restored, he avoided answering."

The King of Heaven pondered for a moment and ordered: "Please accompany him out of the palace to relax, maybe he can remember something."

Ning Mengzhen heard the old man say this, her lowered eyes were stunned at first, then a look of struggle flashed. She responded softly and walked out.

The old man had never seen her expression, but just looked at himself.

The Holy Sect's status in the Great Wei Dynasty was extremely respected.

Who dared to plot against my Holy Son?

Who has the ability to conspire?

It is one aspect to find out the enemy.

On the other hand, if the Holy Son's skill cannot be restored, then...

He had no choice but to join forces with the other two elders to close the door together and ask the sect leader for the matter of replacing the sacred son.

After all, the Holy Son represents the entire Holy Sect's facade. Without this ability, he cannot occupy this position. It has nothing to do with personal feelings.

The Holy Son knows that there are many secrets of the Holy Sect. If he is not in his position, he can only kill him to prevent future troubles.

Invisibly, there was a huge crisis over Xia Ji, but he didn't know it yet.

Three days later.

Ning Mengzhen took advantage of the name of purchasing items and walked out of the holy gate located on the Blue Cloak Mountain. He climbed the stairs and saw the Blue Cloak City at the foot of the mountain.

Because the Holy Gate is here, the thieves and bandits are far away in the troubled times, the wind and smoke in the blue sky are so strong that it is only half a distance away from the kings of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Ning Mengzhen turned left and right and entered a mansion.

In the mansion, a beautiful woman in red had her legs crossed, lying horizontally on the imperial concubine's couch, watching the person coming.

She has a coquettish body, a sensual figure, and her beautiful eyes are captivating, which makes ordinary men feel dry and unable to help but go forward to say sweet words, just seeking a joy of fish and water.

Ning Meng is like a raw lotus compared to her.

If a man is asked to choose, he will inevitably choose this woman in red.

Ning Mengzhen asked: "You are Xiao Xian'er, a beautiful and powerful woman?"

"It's my family. I have received your deposit. I'm very interested in this goal. I'm very happy to be able to spend the spring night with him."

"I saw that he looked good today and seemed to be recovering, although I don't know how he did it..." Ning Mengzhen showed some memories.

The woman in red dragged her cheeks and listened to her very seriously. When she saw her stop, she spoke: "So you continue to say it, say more. If I know more, I can start more smoothly."

Ning Mengzhen nodded and said, "He is a natural martial arts genius, so I fell in love with him back then.

Later, when he learned about his identity, the Holy Gate took me away from my father.

At first I was quite happy, thinking that he was in love with me, so I wanted to bring me into the Holy Gate, but I didn't expect that I was wrong, he was for himself.

Gradually, I also found that he was not only terrifying in talent, but also even more terrifying in people... I never knew that a man could be so terrifying.

He doesn't touch me at all...

I just took off all my clothes and asked me to whip him with a whip! He practiced selflessly in the midst of suffering. Sometimes he would lick my instep like a dog."

The woman in red was dumbfounded.

Ning Mengzhen continued: "He said pain can make him suffer, lick, and feel shame. The double pain in physical and mental state can make him enter the state of selflessness.

He is really scary.

I think he will definitely recover his skills, and a terrible person like him will definitely have a way.

And if I think it would be like such a terrible life, now is the only opportunity."

The fairy of the red pink laughed: "Your man gave me your man to help me practice the method of yin and yang replenishment, emptying his body, seizing his true energy, completely shattering his hope of re-emerging, but he will not kill him.

If he survives and the rest of his life will be spent in pain, will you be reluctant to let it go?”

Ning Mengzhen hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, gritted her teeth and said, "I will never forget the shame he gave me. I will not be reluctant to leave it, but he is determined. Can you do it?"

She showed a suspicious and worried look.

The pink fairy's eyes were flowing, and she was so beautiful that even Ning Meng was embarrassed to look at her, but there was a moving voice in her ears.

"Don't worry, this man is all dogs. If you give him some flesh and bones, they will be your ministers... You can lead him to the Hongyi brothel east of Changhong Lake and then leave it to me."

Ning Meng really thought about the appearance of the Holy Son pounced on him and licked his instep. He looked a bit like a dog, but most of the time he was like a terrifying wolf. Even if he stood in front of him, you would never be able to guess what he was thinking.

His expression was sometimes almost elegant, better than the young master who was good at writing, but when he was abused... Ning Meng really knew that elegance was just his most hypocritical mask.

Fortunately, he lost his memory.

The red pink fairy is good at daggers and poisoning, and she is especially good at love poison among toxins. At the same time, she is proficient in the secret technique of yin and yang replenishing. She has a high commission on the list of underground killers and ranks first.

Listening to the benefit of the Holy Sect, the leader of Chaojian Sect took advantage of the Holy Sect and was not stingy with his daughter to make the furnace.

Therefore, Ning Mengzhen had no support. She completely pawned her treasures over the years and spent her savings. She hired the hidden red pink fairy on the underground killer list.

After all, if the yin and yang are intertwined, can the true energy be seized?

Originally, Ning Mengzhen just put the money in the dark middle and did not confirm the employment. However, when she saw the Holy Son's complexion improve in the past few days, she gritted her teeth and took the risk to take advantage of the Holy Son's invasion and put the blame on the injustice.

Use this "assassination not assassination" to destroy the hope of the Holy Son's recovery. If the true energy is seized, he will not recover. If he cannot recover, he will not be his furnace, so that he can really be with him.

Even if his first time was not given to him, it doesn't matter.

With such methods, it can be seen that Ning Mengzhen is extremely afraid of the Holy Son, but she still has a deep and deformed love.

She hopes that the Holy Son will be destroyed, but she does not want the Holy Son to die.

...

Three days later.

Walk out of the Holy Gate.

Xia Ji accompanied the petite furnace and cauldron beside him, and the two walked to the streets of Bikong City, which was considered to be relaxing.

The arch bridge and reflection form a full moon, the water flows gurgling, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras from the pleasure boat in spring.

The weather is getting warmer and people's hearts are beginning to vent.

The two walked east along Changhong Lake.

Xia Ji asked some superficial common sense about realm and world in the name of amnesia.
To be continued...