Yunluan Palace.

This is Su Chang'an's bedroom. After Su Chang'an left Beixuan Palace, he returned with Feng Yunqing.

"My junior brother, you have suffered in the past few years."

Feng Yunqing Yu Guang looked at Su Changan and sighed very much.

Although he was in a simplified manner on weekdays and did not interfere with the entanglements between his disciples, how could he, as a senior brother, not knowing that the disciples of the sect have been mocking, contempt and disdaining the secrets of Su Changan over the years?

But he was not as brave as his disciples to laugh at Su Changan in person, and he could not defend Su Changan.

"But you pretended so well that I didn't even see through it." Feng Yunqing praised.

Originally, he was ready to maintain Su Chang'an today, but he didn't expect such a big turnaround.

My junior brother who was ridiculed for being born with a destitute in the past actually possesses a holy spiritual root? He is also the same as an emperor?

I dare not write the plot in folk story books like this!

"Mainly, my father taught him well."

Su Changan once again turned the blame on his cheap father.

"No matter what, you have such talent, so please be happy for you. When Junior Sister Yunrou comes back and learn about this, she will definitely be so happy that she will be out of the way." Feng Yunqing said.

Su Changan smiled.

Yunluan Palace is only a few hundred meters away from Beixuan Palace.

Su Changan and Feng Yunqing chatted while walking and quickly returned to the door of the bedroom.

Chu Shiqing just climbed to the top of the peak.

Su Changan saw her.

At this time, Chu Shiqing looked completely opposite to the proud white swan just now.

The cold and arrogant frost on his face disappeared, and his slightly raised snow-white chin was also put down.

A pair of beautiful eyes reveals frustration.

"Junior Sister Chu."

Feng Yunqing put away his easy-goingness when chatting with Su Changan, and restored Gujing's expression to the point of not being able to do so.

"Senior Brother."

Chu Shiqing nodded at Feng Yunqing, avoiding Su Changan with her eyes as if she was fleeing.

A few hours ago, she looked down on Su Changan from the bottom of her heart, and she was very confident that she could take over the position of Young Master Su Changan.

But the reversal came too fast, so fast that she couldn't accept it.

When she stopped and looked at Su Changan on the hillside, her heart was turned upside down.

Wasn’t Su Changan born with a waste of body? How could he have spiritual roots, and he is a holy spiritual root!

What is the posture of the emperor?

Why can it cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth?

She also once suspected that this was a false news caused by Su Beixuan in order to protect Su Chang'an's status.

She didn't wake up until the dragon vein appeared.

Su Changan has a holy spiritual root, but I hold on to the fourth-grade spiritual root and despise him.

It turns out that I was a jumping clown at the beginning.

In his eyes, how ridiculous I am?

Now that he met Su Chang'an, Chu Shiqing felt that her pride was even more vulnerable and was shattered all over the ground.

Su Changan glanced at her indifferently.

Can't stand this?

I haven't staged a pretentious and slap plot yet.

Really glassy.

Su Changan shook his head disdainfully. It turned out that this woman's grade is not as good as the female villain in the brainless article. She looks up to her.

Su Changan's indifferent gaze stung Chu Shiqing.

She blushed and walked towards Beixuan Palace.

After a few breaths.

Su Chang'an and Feng Yunqing came to Yunluan Palace.

"My junior brother, I'm leaving." Feng Yunqing said.

"Senior brother, walk slowly."

Su Changan waved.

Feng Yunqing nodded and left with his toes a little.

Su Changan opened the door.

"Young Sect Master!"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Bo looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Uncle Wang? What's wrong?"

Su Changan was surprised. This was the first time he saw Uncle Wang so excited.

"Young Master, I saw it just now. You are a holy spiritual root, with a unique talent! You are also as an emperor!"

Wang Bo was excited, and tears flashed in his old eyes, which were full of vicissitudes of time.

Yesterday he thought Su Changan had just awakened the worst spiritual roots, but he never expected that it was the highest-grade holy product!

After serving Su Changan for so many years, he treated Su Changan as half of his son. Now how could he not be happy to see Su Changan showing such talent?

"Brother Wang..."

"You have suffered in the past few years."

Su Changan sighed in his heart that Wang Bo has been rolled by others in recent years.

But from now on, I've been proud.

"Not bitter, no bitter."

"Oh, when people get old, they are useless, so why are there sand in their eyes?"

Uncle Wang wiped away the excitement of tears at the corners of his eyes, straightened his hunched spine, and the wrinkles on his face were filled with joy.

"Old servant will make soup for you!"

"By the way, tell those old guys that the young master is the chosen son of God, not born to be a useless person!"

Wang Bo left with excitement and went to find his old friend.

...

Su Changan sat beside the incense table, picked up the bronze mirror to look at the halo on his head.

Not to mention lighting up the halo, the light is not even half of the halo.

"I probably understand."

Su Changan realized in a flash.

"When Wang Bo praised me yesterday, he produced a ray of light."

"Today in the square, the faint light spots generated when everyone was shocked."

"When I was in Beixuan Palace, because the halo had already lit up, my father and uncles' praise did not produce any light spots or light."

"For the second time in Beixuan Palace, the praises from the old predecessors formed light."

"That is, praise me to produce light when I am beside me. Praise me to produce light in the distance."

"And so many junior brothers in the entire sect witnessed me appearing in front of me. After returning, they would talk to others about me and brag about me. But no light came."

"It seems that I can't collect light when I praise me without knowing it or if I'm too far away."

Su Changan groped his chin, and he had basically inferred the conditions for lighting the halo.

"besides."

Su Changan suddenly remembered.

"What I originally wanted to say today was invincible in the world, not the emperor's posture."

"But as soon as I had this idea, the halo sent a signal of resistance. It made me have to change it to the emperor's posture."

"It seems that the export come true cannot directly improve one's own strength, but it can be used to improve one's potential."

"Just like awakening spiritual roots and the posture of the emperor, they both belong to the category of potential."
To be continued...