Ren Pingsheng didn't know where the Bai Mansion was when he first came to Beijing.

He could only walk to the main street and ask passers-by.

When he arrived at the main street and saw the scene in front of him, Ren Pingsheng was a little shocked.

This street, called Sajin Street, is roughly estimated to be at least 200 meters wide. The ground is paved with complete bluestones, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The shops on both sides are lined up and bustling.

The pedestrians coming and going are dressed very exquisitely. Any one of them is more fantasy than Ren Pingsheng, the prince of Zhenbei.

"No wonder the literati say that the northern border is a bitter and cold place. From this point of view, compared with the prosperous capital, the northern border is indeed a bit shabby."

Looking at everything in front of him, Ren Pingsheng sighed sincerely.

On the other side, Li Yong had learned the location of the Anguo Mansion from the Jinwu Guards patrolling the street. He reported to Ren Pingsheng and led the way in front.

Not long after.

The two came to a mansion and looked up. There was a nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the red lacquered gate, on which were the four characters "Anguogong Mansion" written by the current emperor himself.

"Is this where my mother grew up?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at the mansion door and thought of his mother's figure. He felt a little kind in his heart and told Li Yong: "Go up and knock on the door."

"Yes."

Li Yong stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, the side door slowly opened. The old man at the door poked his head out, looked Li Yong up and down, and asked: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

Li Yong said: "Please inform me that Ren Pingsheng of Zhenbei Wangfu wants to see An."

Before he finished speaking, the old man at the door became visibly panicked.

"There is no one you are looking for here, hurry up."

After saying that, he closed the side door. Although he was old, his hands and feet were very agile, and he closed the door without any dragging.

Seeing this, Li Yong frowned slightly and wanted to knock on the door again. As soon as he raised his hand, he heard the voice of the prince behind him.

"Come back."

Li Yong wanted to say something, but seeing that the prince didn't care at all, he returned to his back in silence.

"Your Majesty intends to reduce the power of the vassal states, and everyone knows it. It is also human nature that the Anguo Mansion does not want to be involved with us."

Ren Pingsheng finished speaking in a calm tone, stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, straightened his back, and bowed to the elders.

Then he stopped looking at the gate of the Anguo Mansion, looked at Li Yong, and said, "Let's go, go home."

The people in the Anguo Mansion didn't want to see him, and bowing in front of the door was considered to have fulfilled his mother's wish.

Compared to Yunzhou City, the capital is very large.

It takes half an hour to walk from the Anguo Mansion to the Ren Mansion.

It was noon when he returned to the mansion.

The warm sunlight of early spring shone through the gaps between the leaves, dotted and particularly moving.

Ren Pingsheng sat cross-legged on the stone bench in the yard and tried to run the "Changsheng Gong" again.

As before, his body still did not respond.

"It seems that the interval has not passed yet. I have to wait a little longer."

I have waited for twenty years, so I can wait a little longer.

In the following time, Ren Pingsheng sat in the yard and waited, practicing the exercises from time to time, but there was no response without exception.

It was not until the sky gradually darkened and it was almost dusk that Ren Pingsheng felt his body respond again.

From the first operation to the second operation, it was roughly estimated that there was an interval of four hours.

In other words, he could practice the "Longevity Exercise" three times a day, once every four hours, and each time lasted for the time of an incense stick.

"It would be better if the interval was shorter and the duration was longer."

People are like this, they are not satisfied with their desires. When they get what they want, they want more.

It is obvious that there has been a great improvement compared to the past, and the efficiency of practicing has increased by more than dozens of times, but Ren Pingsheng is still not satisfied.

But this is also human nature.

After all, except for Confucianism and Buddhism, which rely on luck to practice, the practice of various major systems relies on the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The longer you can withstand the nourishment of spiritual energy, the higher the efficiency of practice.

Which person with lofty ambitions does not want to last a little longer?

Ren Pingsheng was no exception.

"From now on, I will practice once in the morning, noon and evening, and practice martial arts in the rest of the time, and strive to break through to the eighth level before the wedding night!"

In the courtyard, facing the golden glow, Ren Pingsheng set such a flag.

In fact, before coming to the capital, he had already made up his mind that as long as Liu Ruyan was willing to be his wife, even if her appearance was ruined, he would take good care of her, as a reward for her providing him with the opportunity to come to the capital.

So.

Next, for a full half month.

Ren Pingsheng stayed in the mansion and did not go out.

Half a month, fifteen sign-ins, the rewards obtained were all the same, all various attributes.

There are charm +1, agility +1, understanding +1, root bone +1, etc.

Although the addition of these attribute points cannot bring about a rapid improvement in a short period of time, it can also have a good effect over time.

For Ren Pingsheng, the life of cultivation is already at a low point, and no matter how he goes, he is making progress.

All he had to do was to guard against arrogance and impatience, stay quiet, and quietly become stronger.

That's all

In the blink of an eye, it was a new day.

In the morning, the sunlight came in from the east window, and was filtered by the hollow and fine flowered screen window into thick and thin beams of light, shining on the head of the bed.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes, and as usual, the first thing he did was to open the system and sign in silently.

[Sign in successfully, obtain the heaven-level skill "Eternal Alchemy\

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