A few days later, an angry voice came from the room of an inn in Zhaodi border town.

"Two foundation-building stages, one is the fifth level of Qi refining, and one is actually killed by the third level of Qi refining, it is really a waste!"

The one who spoke was the elder of the Tang family.

The two Tang family monks who rushed back lowered their heads and did not dare to respond. Although Zhou Lanting's incident occurred, the mission completely failed.

Not only did they not get the goods, but they also paid a Tang Yuan. If they dared to find a reason, Elder Tang would not have to peel them off.

Seeing that they did not respond, Elder Tang immediately asked them about their detailed experience.

"Um!"

Elder Tang was surprised to hear the magical monk guarding him, but what was even more surprised was that Yi Qianmo could actually defeat Tang Yuan, who had practiced the Ziji Divine Art.

"You guys say that there is a white light flashing on Yi Qianmo?" asked Elder Tang.

"Yes, we can see clearly. It's very similar to the Ziji Divine Art!"

One of the Tang family monks said, "After he showed that skill, his strength doubled. Prince Tang Yuan was caught off guard and was killed by him!"

"It seems that the inheritance of this lineage is not weaker than the Purple Magical Art inherited by my Tang family. We should have taken action at the Yi family from the beginning!"

Elder Tang frowned, was silent for a while, and said, "Don't tell anyone about this. As for Tang Yuan... he said he had traveled to Yan State. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Upon hearing this, the two of them were immediately relieved of amnesty. One of the monks asked, "What should we do with the inheritance? Do you want it? Send someone to the Yi family to ask!"

"If the Yi family had been inherited, it would not have been destroyed. Now that I have destroyed the entire Yi family, I am afraid I will not get anything."

Elder Tang sighed, "He was afraid it would be a shame to fall from the river with your sword, but he was afraid it would be a shame!"

"What if he's still alive?"

One of the monks worried.

"If he is still alive, as long as he appears in Yan State, we will get news immediately. I will go and find him in person!"

Elder Tang said, "I really hope he is still alive!"

…………

Yi Qianmo woke up and found himself in a narrow room. He immediately sat cross-legged, but found that he had shackles tied in his hands.

But his wrist bones had been picked up by someone, but he had no spiritual power on his body, and he felt weak and tired.

"You're awake!"

The door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked in and looked at him with concern.

“Where is this?”

Yi Qianmo asked.

"On the Master's ship."

The middle-aged man held a bowl of hot soup in his hand and placed it on the table, saying, "Drink a bowl of soup to warm your body first."

Yi Qianmo took a sip and felt comfortable afterwards, and said, "Who is the master? On the boat? Where is the ship going?"

"It's okay to tell you."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My master is a noble man from Yan State. It is your blessing to meet my master."

"Neighteen?"

Yi Qianmo smiled contemptuously. The biggest nobleman in Yan State should be the King of Yan and the eldest princess. He happened to know the eldest princess.

Seeing the smile on his face, the middle-aged man was a little dissatisfied and said, "You should be honest. The adult on the boat said that your wrist was injured by fighting someone. I was afraid that you were a villain, so I was scolded by you. My master saved you, so don't be ungrateful."

"Um."

Yi Qianmo finished the soup in one breath and said, "Can I meet your master?"

"It's not just my master, but now it's your master."

The middle-aged man said, "The master said, when you wake up, I will take you to see him immediately."

Yi Qianmo didn't understand what he meant, so he followed the middle-aged man to the deck.

This is indeed a ship, and it is a big ship. The deck alone is five or six meters wide, and the entire captain is dozens of meters. The flag on the ship is engraved with a big "ten thousand" character.

The guards on both sides of the deck were all innate masters. A fat man in a luxurious dress, sitting on the deck drinking wine, hugging two beautiful concubines on both sides. Behind the fat man, an old man stood up, and turned out to be a foundation-building cultivator.

Looking at the fat man again, he didn't even have true energy on his body. He was just an ordinary person, but everyone was centered on him.

"Master, I have brought it." The middle-aged man said with his head down.

Hearing this, the fat man's eyes moved away from the two beautiful concubines. He glanced at Yi Qianmo and asked, "What's your name?"

Before Yi Qianmo could speak, the fat man followed, "From now on, you can call him twenty-one."

As he said that, the fat man winked. A guard walked up to him with a sword. The fat man continued, "Why can't this sword be pulled out?"

Yi Qianmo looked at it and realized that it was his evil one. He then remembered Lao Bai who was hiding in his chest. After experiencing it carefully, he felt it and found that Lao Bai had not disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He remembered that after falling into the river, he almost drowned. It was Lao Bai who floated up in the turbulent river water.

"This sword recognizes the master." Yi Qianmo said, "Only I can pull it out!"

"Um!"

The fat man frowned and said, "Is this still a treasure?"

"Yes, this is a spiritual weapon." Yi Qianmo said.

"So, are you also a monk?" the fat man asked again.

"That's right."

Yi Qianmo said.

Hearing this, the fat man immediately became interested and said, "I don't care what enemies you have provoked before, or who you were before, from today on, you will be called Twenty-one. I saved your life, so you have to pay my life back. From now on, you will be my person, do you know?"

"good!"

Yi Qianmo nodded.

"Know the fun."

The fat man smiled and said, "Come on, remove the shackles and change his clothes. By the way, since this sword is a spiritual weapon, it belongs to me. You have no objection."

"No."

Yi Qianmo shook his head and said, "I have a question to ask."

"Master, I'm happy today, please ask."

The fat man smiled.

"Where is this ship going?"

Yi Qianmo said.

"Kyoto!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Take it down."

Then, someone unshackled Yi Qianmo, took him back to the cabin, and prepared food for him.

"Who is this fat man?"

Yi Qianmo asked while eating.

"You're looking for death!"

The middle-aged man looked at him nervously, "You want to call him Master. Although you are an immortal, you have to call him Master, do you know?"

This middle-aged man, called Shiba, was the fat man's servant, and it is said that they were all saved by the fat man.

"What if I don't call?"

Yi Qianmo said with a smile.

Seeing Yi Qianmo lowered his head to eat, Shiba said coldly: "Twenty-one, please listen, our noble man is the dragon son of Yan State, how dare you not call me?"

"oh?"

Yi Qianmo suddenly became interested and said, "The son of King Yan?"

"Crown Prince of Yan!"

Shibayi said with awe.

"oh."

Yi Qianmo smiled and joked, "Then I can't call you even more."

"Why?" Shiba said strangely.

"Because I am the prince consort of Yan State!" Yi Qianmo said with a smile, "I'm afraid that he can't afford to call him."
Chapter completed!