Chapter 509
Time flies.
Unconsciously, another three months have passed on Emperor Nanxing.
There are only two days left before the Luotian Grand Hunt begins.
The entire Jinling City is overcrowded, and the bustle has reached the highest level in nearly a hundred years.
Creatures of various races flocked in, and countless strong men came one after another.
Almost every day, different flying boats of various races sailed into the city.
The friction between the many royal children is becoming more and more frequent, and has turned from a secret confrontation to an open struggle.
One day, in the princess's mansion.
The void shook, and Le Zhao walked out with a sullen face.
Her breath was extremely unstable, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Zhu Jianyuan, this bastard, why did he condone foreign aid to commit crimes? He even killed the thirty-sixth brother who is not yet an adult!"
"The thirty-sixth brother will not participate in this Luotian Grand Hunt at all!"
Le Zhao walked into the main hall in a hurry like a gust of wind.
After grabbing a cup of tea from the table and drinking it, she slammed it on the table with a "bang", showing that she was very angry.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, the Eighth Prince is too aggressive now, and there will always be people who can't stand him."
A woman in green said in a low voice beside her.
This is a newly selected maid. Unlike Xiaohua, who was airdropped by Emperor Ming, she is a confidant that Le Zhao has cultivated for many years.
In recent days, with the upcoming Luotian Grand Hunting, people from all walks of life have gathered in Jinling City. There are countless strong masters from all major races, and it can be said that there are fish and dragons mixed together. The disputes between the princes and princesses are becoming more and more intense.
And Zhu Jianyuan, who made Le Zhao so angry, is the Eighth Prince, who is known as one of the three great geniuses of the royal family together with her.
The Eighth Prince's foreign aid is the young patriarch of the famous Barbarian Bull Tribe in the Taizu Star Domain. Since he entered the city half a month ago, he has followed the Eighth Prince to eat, drink and have fun in the city.
Today, just because he had a fancy for the most luxurious private room No. 1 in Zuixianlou, he beat up the 36th prince who was dining there and kicked him out of the restaurant.
The 36th prince was the youngest son of Emperor Ming. He was not yet an adult and could not participate in this Luotian Grand Hunting. Logically, there was no conflict between him and the 8th prince.
But the 8th prince ignored it and allowed the young patriarch of the Barbarian Bull Clan to commit a crime in public just because of a meal.
This move was really arrogant. He had not yet won the Luotian Grand Hunting and became the Emperor of Ming!
"The 8th prince is demonstrating!"
Le Zhao had a cold face. She was clear about the situation and said bitterly: "Build momentum in advance, show the strength of yourself and foreign aid, and let the court officials from all sides pay attention. Maybe tonight, there will be many fools who will visit the 8th prince's mansion."
As the saying goes, a new emperor has new ministers. After the Luotian Grand Hunting is over, the next generation of the Ming emperor will basically be determined.
The court officials naturally had to line up in advance.
This kind of momentum is to create reputation for himself.
In the world of martial arts, benevolence, wisdom and etiquette are all empty names. There is no way to govern the country. Only martial arts can make you king.
He is rampant and showing his fists is an important way to gain reputation.
Including other princes and princesses, they are actually imitating each other.
"Your Highness, the foreign aids of other princes are showing their edge and taking away a lot of reputation. The one in our mansion..."
The maid in green spoke in a low voice, looking in the direction of the side hall, and the words were self-evident.
Zhou Junyi has been in seclusion for half a year, and there is no trace of his figure. If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel his breath in the big formation, he would have suspected that this person took the treasure and ran away.
"Don't worry, I believe that Brother Zhou has his own rhythm."
Le Zhao shook his head slightly. Although he said this, the fingers that kept tapping the table showed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed.
There were only two days left before the Grand Hunt, and Zhou Jun still hadn't made any move.
In her heart, it was a lie to say that she wasn't afraid of problems.
But she still understood the principle of not using someone if you doubt him, and not doubting someone if you use him. At this moment, she could only wait patiently.
Seeing this, the maid in green hurriedly lowered her head and said no more.
In a blink of an eye, another day and a half had passed.
There were less than five hours before the Luotian Grand Hunt would begin.
Princess Le Zhao stayed up all night, facing the night, standing alone in the courtyard waiting.
After another hour, she began to feel restless and came to the side hall.
Looking at the small courtyard protected by heavy formations, she hesitated for a long time, but finally did not force her way in.
The night above her head gradually faded.
There were only two hours left before the Luotian Grand Hunt began.
Le Zhao, who was about to force his way into the side hall to wake up Zhou Jun, suddenly stopped where he was.
At the same time, in the side hall, an extremely strong aura was gathering like a storm, covering the entire princess's mansion in an instant.
Just likeLike the awakening of a wild beast, the pressure was so strong that even Princess Le Zhao had never seen it before, and she was stunned.
The servants in the mansion were all sweating profusely, their calves trembling, and an inexplicable palpitation surged through their bodies.
The next moment, there was a loud bang.
The layers of formations covering the side hall were all broken, and a figure wrapped in golden flames jumped into the sky at a very fast speed.
The slender figure was extremely majestic, just standing quietly in the sky, and unconsciously exuded a breath like a god or a demon, which was extremely terrifying.
"Daoyou, your realm..."
Le Zhao took a deep breath, flew into the sky quickly, stood in front of Zhou Jun, and after looking up and down, he found that he could not see through Zhou Jun at all.
"Thank you for the gift, Princess. I have lived up to your expectations and have reached the eleventh level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. I am confident that I can help the Princess win the first prize in the Grand Hunt!"
Zhou Jun put one hand behind his back, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyebrows were full of confidence and confidence brought by his strong strength.
"What?"
When Le Zhao heard these words, his whole mind was instantly shocked, his pupils shrank sharply, and his delicate face was full of disbelief.
Eleventh level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm!
You know, before Zhou Jun went into seclusion, he was only in the late stage of the Earthly Spirit Realm.
Even in Le Zhao's initial estimation, Zhou Jun could only be promoted to the third level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
Even if he later got the precious treasure of time left by the sloppy old Taoist, the fifth or sixth level would be the limit.
But in the end, Zhou Jun came out of seclusion and directly reached the eleventh level!
In half a year, he was reborn!
How could Le Zhao still be calm? He asked immediately, "Fellow Daoist, are you serious?"
"Of course I am." Zhou Jun nodded and chuckled.
Hearing this affirmative answer, Le Zhao felt relieved.
At the eleventh level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his cultivation was even stronger than hers!
In addition, Zhou Jun's combat power was amazing. He was able to kill the Yaksha assassin in the late Earthly Spirit Realm. Now that his cultivation has doubled, how high will his combat power be?
This Luotian Grand Hunt is really a sure thing!
Princess Le Zhao was overjoyed, but she didn't know that Zhou Jun's retreat was not just about improving his cultivation.
In fact, as early as ten days ago, he had refined the second [Three-Pattern Dragon Will Pill] completely.
It was just that he hadn't sobered up yet, and the effect of [Nine Clouds Clear Wine] was still there, so he took advantage of this period of increased comprehension to deduce his own martial arts and holy body development.
He himself is a gifted [Lord of All Laws], which has a bonus in terms of skill proficiency. Now with the help of the Immortal Brew, he can make rapid progress.
In just five days, he has perfected his spear skills and learned the last spear skill book.
At the beginning, he took three spear skills and three axe skills from the Blue Star Federation Treasury.
The first two spear skills were [Great Wilderness Breaking Sky Spear] and [Divine Fire Spreading Across the Prairie].
And now, the last sublimated spear skill has also been learned, called [Eight Diagrams Panlong Spear]!
This spear skill has proper advance and retreat, can attack and defend, and is quite comprehensive.
There are also traces of dragon shape and dragon meaning, which can just match the Qinglong artistic conception of Zhou Jun's Dibao Long Spear.
It can be said that Zhou Jun has also completely perfected his spear skills.
But this is still not the biggest gain of his retreat besides improving his cultivation.
Because in the last five days, Zhou Jun went to comprehend the secret of his own physique.
In a drunken state, his comprehension is comparable to that of an immortal, and he gains something every day.
And just half an hour ago, he successfully developed his own Tianyang Holy Body to the state of minor success!
The minor success of the Holy Body is a milestone change for himself.
The meridians of his body are becoming more and more different from those of ordinary people, his flesh and blood are almost like those of a god, and the Tianyang True Fire is more than three times stronger than before.
It can be said that Zhou Jun himself is not clear how strong he is now!
