Madam, protect me!

"tasty!"

“This is delicious too!”

"Wow, it's so delicious. This is the best meal I've ever had!"

"Big brother..., can I come to your house for dinner often in the future?"

…

In Ningxinyuan, the girl faced a table full of delicacies, her cheeks bulging, and the chopsticks in her hands never stopped.

Over the years, she traveled with her grandfather and made do with food on the street. Where had she ever eaten such delicious food?

Looking at the girl's expectant eyes, Li Nuo smiled and said, "Of course, if you want to eat my food, you can come over anytime and I will ask the chef to cook it for you."

Dongfang Qing nodded and said, "Thank you, big brother!"

Yiren pulled Li Nuo outside, looked back, and asked in surprise: "Why did you bring her back?"

She had met this little girl when she was in Zhao State. The Yin Yang family in the sixth realm was this little girl's grandfather.

Although she is already a Grandmaster, she is still very afraid of the Yin Yang family who are a level above her.

With just one thought, they could turn her in her youth into an old woman.

Li Nuo explained with a smile: "I met her on the street, so I invited her to our house as a guest. After all, her grandfather is also our elder brother, so we always have to thank others."

Li Nuo used to stay away from the Yin Yang family in the sixth realm.

But if you can establish a relationship with them, of course it would be a good thing.

The strength of the Yin Yang family cannot be judged by common sense.

Any family in the sixth realm has the ability to easily kill the Yin Yang family in the sixth realm.

But no strong person can bear the consequences of killing the Yin Yang family of the same level.

The Yin and Yang family in the sixth realm can forcibly clear the lifespan of strong men of the same level at the cost of their own lifespan.

Even if they could kill the Yin Yang family, they would only survive a few days longer than them.

The most incomprehensible thing is that the Yin Yang family can sense their own destiny, and any premeditation in advance will be ineffective against them.

Confucianism, Legalism, Warriors, Mohism and other schools from the same realm compete with each other, and the outcome is unknown. But as long as there is an Yin Yang family among the two, they can only die together.

The old man only has one granddaughter.

You can't go wrong by being nice to her.

An hour later, at the entrance of Ningxinyuan.

Dongfang Qing held a banana and a bulging cloth bag in her hand. She waved to Li Nuo and Yi Ren and said, "Big brother, big sister, goodbye..."

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "Come back next time..."

The girl nodded vigorously, then turned and left.

Yi Ren was about to go back when she saw Li Nuo looking at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Nuo shook his head and said, "Nothing."

The strategist's ideological hints have no effect on those whose cultivation is higher than one's own.

Li Nuo's political strategist cultivation is only at the peak of the fourth realm, and he can't even give a hint to a beauty in the fifth realm of martial arts.

Walking back to Ningxinyuan, he came to the baby room and saw his mother-in-law holding Li Yan and the beautiful woman holding Li Nian. Li Nuo walked over, took his daughter from the beautiful woman's hands, and shook her gently.

The beauty looked at Li Nuo, pursed her lips, and suddenly had the urge to kiss him on the face, but after looking at her mother, she still did nothing.

Not long after, Li Nuo walked out of the baby's room. Judging from the beauty's micro-movements, the thought hints were useful for the same situation, but the effect was not obvious.

He had just hinted to Yiren and Jiaren to kiss him, to which Yiren had no reaction. Although Jiaren had some reaction, given her temperament, she would definitely not do this when her mother-in-law was present.

It can be seen that although the strategist can influence the same level, the behavior implied must be reasonable and must comply with the original character of the person being influenced.

Song Muer was playing shuttlecock alone in the yard. She waved to Li Nuo and said, "Brother Li Nuo, let's play chess!"

Nothing happened at the moment. Li Nuo played backgammon with Mu'er for a while. After a while, Ning'er came over to join in the fun.

When Li Nuo and Ning'er got off, Mu'er stood beside him and watched. At a certain moment, she suddenly reached over her head and kissed Li Nuo gently on the face.

Song Ning'er was stunned and immediately asked: "Song Mu'er, what are you doing!"

Song Muer glanced at her and said, "I just want to kiss brother Li Nuo, what's wrong?"

Song Ning'er immediately ran over and said, "Then I want to kiss you too!"

Without waiting for Li Nuo's consent, she kissed Li Nuo's other face.

Li Nuo gently touched their heads and said, "You two, let's play, brother has some things to do."

After his practice, Li Nuo came to the conclusion that the strategist's ideological hints were of little use to people of the same level, but when the opponent's cultivation level was far lower than his own, it was a dimensionality-reducing blow.

Mu'er and Ning'er's strength is already at the peak of the second level of martial arts, but they still have no ability to resist.

They are like this, let alone ordinary people.

It’s no wonder that people hate politicians. If you use this ability to satisfy your own selfish desires, there will be no woman you can’t catch, no mother-in-law you can’t handle, and it can even be the other way around...

High-level strategists can rely on this ability to stir up troubles in the court and manipulate the civil and military officials of the court, including the emperor.

Even the entire continent is just their chess game.

Confucianism and political strategism, one is respected by thousands of people, and the other is criticized by everyone, but if the two families are combined, they can have unexpected effects.

Li Nuo opened the books given to him by Zuo Xiang, took a piece of paper from the table, picked up a pen and started writing...

At this time, Chang'an Street.

Dongfang Qing walked to the fortune-telling stall and saw that Grandpa was already sitting there. Several people were queuing up, waiting for him to tell their fortunes.

She stuck out her tongue and stood beside him. The fortune-teller didn't say anything.

As if she had thought of something, she took out an orange from her small bag, peeled a slice of orange by hand, put it into the mouth of the fortune-teller, and said: "Grandpa, try it. The fruit at my big brother's house is delicious..."

The fortune-teller sighed and said: "You are so playful and greedy. When can you inherit the Yin-Yang magic of our Dongfang family..."

The girl argued: "I'm not going there to play. My big brother has some ancient books on Yin-Yang magic at home. I'm going there to learn. If you don't believe me, look!"

As she said that, she took out a yellowed book from her small bag.

This book was lent to her by her big brother. He said that she could return it to him after she finished reading it.

The fortune-teller took the book casually. The book looked very tattered, without even a cover, and there were some missing pages in the front and back. The whole book exuded an ancient flavor. He counted with his fingers and found that the book had a history of more than hundreds of years.

He looked at the contents of the book for a few times, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This is really a book on Yin and Yang. There are many ancient Yin and Yang techniques recorded in the book, and even he doesn't understand them.

This is also normal. Yin and Yang families are inherited from the family. Many Yin and Yang families have disappeared in the long river of history, and some unique secret techniques have disappeared with them.

Hundreds of years have passed, and later Yin and Yang families have continuously improved and supplemented the ancient Yin and Yang techniques. Some of the secret techniques recorded in this ancient book have been replaced by new Yin and Yang techniques, but some are quite inspiring for the current Yin and Yang techniques.

The girl saw her grandfather looking at the book intently, and smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you this time..."

The fortune-teller did not respond to her, and his eyes were fixed on a blank page in the book.

It is very strange that a blank page appeared inexplicably in the middle of a book.

But in the eyes of this fortune-teller, this page is not blank.

Someone has concealed the secrets of heaven for this page.

Ordinary people cannot see the content of this page. Only those with the sixth realm of cultivation can see the content of this page through the secrets of heaven.

Those who have this method must be the sixth realm of Yin-Yang School.

This page records a secret technique of Yin-Yang School.

A technique of prolonging life.

As a sixth realm of Yin-Yang School, Dongfang Xuan knows better than anyone that there is no such thing as a technique of prolonging life in this world. Even for them, they can only give up their own lifespan to prolong the lifespan of others.

Although the boy is evil, his extra lifespan is not made out of thin air.

For every extra day of his lifespan, the lifespan of a prisoner will be reduced by at least one year.

The technique of prolonging life recorded on this page is essentially to prolong one's own lifespan by stealing the lifespan of others, but the process is very vicious and cruel.

Yin-Yang School uses human essence and blood as a guide to refine longevity pills. Taking them can prolong life and return to youth.

The essence and blood used in this longevity pill are not the essence and blood of ordinary people, but the royal family.

The royal family carries the luck of a country, and the essence and blood contain a special power. This statement sounds very serious.

If you are not proficient in the art of yin and yang, you may be deceived by this statement.

But as a Yin-Yang master of the sixth realm, Dongfang Xuan can be sure that this is nonsense!

Even the ancient Yin-Yang technique cannot have such a heaven-defying ability.

The person who compiled this book has ulterior motives!

Although I don’t know what his real purpose is, if a strong man really believes in this book, the royal children of various countries will suffer.

They can’t do anything to the emperor himself, but the royal children other than the emperor have no way to survive.

Even if the sixth realm is really approaching, in desperation, they may not join forces to attack the emperors of various countries.

After all, according to the description of this secret technique, the emperor of a country is the one with the greatest luck, and their essence and blood are the best materials for longevity pills.

Especially the emperors of the five dynasties. Killing them can at least extend their lives by several decades and give them a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough.

Once the emperors of various countries are killed, their countries will exist in name only. In a short period of time, even if a new emperor succeeds to the throne, he will not be able to have the cultivation of the old emperor. At that time, the continent will inevitably be in a bloody storm again...

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He suddenly realized something.

Could it be that the reason why so many dignitaries in Daxia were assassinated was because of this?

He counted with his fingers, but nothing came up.

There is no doubt that a strong man of the same realm as him intervened in this matter.

He looked at the ancient book in his hand and always felt that something was wrong.

After careful investigation, his eyes suddenly widened.

This is not an ancient book!

Someone used the Yin-Yang technique on this book, forcibly creating the illusion that hundreds of years had passed on this book. The other party's counterfeiting method was so realistic that he almost fooled him!

How could there be such a sinister guy!

If everyone believed in this book, who would dare to be the emperor?

For the sake of immortality, the royal families of various countries will become the targets of hunting by the strong.

Especially those small countries, the monarchs are only at the beginning of the fifth realm of cultivation.

If one person becomes emperor, the whole family will die.

The fortune-teller's face gradually became solemn. A person with such ability is definitely not an ordinary person. He took great pains to make up such a big lie. What exactly is his intention?

Daxia.

Imperial Palace.

In a deep palace, Emperor Xia put down the yellowed thin book in his hand, took out a milky white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a blood-red pill from it, and swallowed it into his stomach.

As the pill entered his mouth, a strand of white hair on his temples gradually turned black.

Jinyang.

Wang Family.

The head of the Wang Family hurriedly stepped into a yard and knocked on the door of a thatched house.

"Come in."

An old voice came from behind the door. The head of the Wang family carefully pushed the door open and walked in. He said to an old man with white hair and beard: "Grandfather, a few days ago, a younger generation in the family spent a lot of money to find an ancient book. The great-grandson found that there was something strange about this book, so he came to ask the old ancestor to take a look..."

He took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms and handed it over respectfully.

The old man opened the book. It was an ancient book describing Yin and Yang. He didn't understand Yin and Yang, so he didn't care. But when he turned to the blank page of the book, his eyes moved slightly.

The head of the Wang family noticed the ancestor's strangeness and asked, "Grandfather, this book..."

The old man's eyes faded and he shook his head and said, "Nonsense, what longevity pill? I have lived for more than a hundred years and have never heard of it. How can royal blood have such an effect?"

After listening to the ancestor, the head of the Wang family seemed to realize something. His eyes suddenly focused and he looked at the white-haired old man and said slowly, "Grandfather, in the past six months, no less than a hundred people in the Li royal family have died..."

He swallowed and continued, "Your Majesty should have died soon, but in the past few years, every time he appears, he seems to have rejuvenated. Everyone knows that Your Majesty is practicing the art of longevity, but no one knows how he does it. Could it be..."

The white-haired old man shot out two rays of light in his eyes and stood up suddenly: "What did you say!"

Zhao State.

National Master's Mansion

The skinny old man put down the yellowed book in his hand and shook his head, saying: "This book is made old by the Yin-Yang School. There is no such thing as a longevity pill in this world. Although the longevity pill was recorded in the ancient Yin-Yang technique, it was also the Yin-Yang School who pinned their lifespan on the pill. There is no such thing as using the royal blood to prolong life..."

The Emperor of Zhao said: "But how to explain the death of the powerful people of Xia State and the rejuvenation of the emperor of Xia State?"

The skinny old man moved his lips. He really couldn't explain this.

Could it be that the ancient Yin-Yang School was really able to refine pills with the blood of the royal family, but it was just lost?

But if so, why did this person create a fake ancient book?

Looking at the "ancient book" in his hand, he smelled a strong smell of conspiracy.

If this matter is widely spread, the royal families of various countries will be in danger. Once the royal family changes, changes will inevitably occur within the country, and even affect the entire continent, completely changing the pattern of the continent...

Although he can't calculate anything, if nothing unexpected happens, it must be the strategists who are afraid of chaos in the world who will take action...

Wei State.

The capital.

At a certain ancient book stall, a nobleman picked up a yellowed ancient book from the stall and asked, "How much is this book?"

The stall owner saw that he seemed very interested, rolled his eyes, and said, "Young master, you have good eyesight. This is an old book from hundreds of years ago. The book records many lost ancient yin and yang techniques. There is only one in the world. If you really like it, I will sell it to you for one hundred taels of silver..."

A moment later, in a luxurious mansion, the nobleman looked at an old man and asked, "Grandpa, does the longevity pill really exist?"

The old man's eyes moved. Although he doubted the content of the book, how to explain what happened to the Emperor of Daxia?

Could it be...

Ningguo.

Ningguo is just a small country. Even the Emperor of Ningguo, who is the ruler of a country, has only just reached the fifth realm.

However, although Ningguo is small, it has a good location. It is far away from the center of the continent and is located at the junction of the two major countries of Qi and Zhao. It is adjacent to another small country, Shengguo. It has been living in a corner for hundreds of years and has been stable for hundreds of years while paying tribute to Qi and Zhao.

But in recent days, the Ningguo royal family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, has been frightened and sleepless.

I don’t know when a rumor began to spread in the country.

It is said that the blood of the royal family can be used to refine longevity pills. Ningguo is not as good as the five dynasties. A family of the five dynasties can destroy Ningguo. If someone believes this, the Ningguo royal family will fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

No matter which family is in the sixth realm, it can easily slaughter the entire Ningguo royal family.

In front of the big countries and those strong men, the royal family of a small country has no dignity.

In the palace, the Emperor of Ningguo and several princes are discussing matters nervously.

"What should we do?"

"It's not just Ningguo, there are similar rumors in Qi and Zhao..."

"No one should believe such outrageous rumors, right?"

"But how should we explain the matter of the Emperor of Daxia?"

"If it really doesn't work, I can give up the throne. If I can save my family, it doesn't matter if I give up the throne."

"If there really comes a day like that, I'm afraid no one will dare to sit on the throne..."

"I can't care so much. Compared with the throne and the lives of my entire family, I can still tell which is more important..."

...

Daxia.

Chang'an.

Two large umbrellas were put up by a river outside the city.

Two teams of guards stood not far behind the umbrella. A float in the river tapped a few times and suddenly sank into the water. Prince Chun raised his hand and raised the rod. A big fish was caught by him and put into the fish basket.

He showed a happy look on his face. He walked to another umbrella beside him and said with a smile: "This prince has developed a new bait. Today I will definitely catch more fish than you..."

As Prince Chun was talking, his brows suddenly frowned. Looking at a strand of silver hair in Li Xuanjing's temples, he said: "Xuanjing, why do you have white hair?"

Li Xuanjing looked at the float that rose and fell slightly with the river water and chuckled: "Isn't it common for people to have white hair when they get old?"

Prince Chun frowned even more and said: "You are overworked. You have to take care of the Dali Temple and the Mingjing Division. How many times have I advised you to share the official duties, but you just don't listen..."

Li Xuanjing smiled and said nothing.

Prince Chun stood beside him, thinking for a long time, and murmured, "I heard from people that the blood of the royal family can be made into elixirs that can make people rejuvenate. How about I draw some blood for you?"