"Train me to become... Wu Zun?" The Seventh Prince raised his head with an incredible face.
Xia Nuoxue next to her also had wide and beautiful eyes with a look of surprise.
The middle-aged man carefully took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the seventh prince with excitement: "This is what I just received, look at it."
It's no wonder that my son didn't believe it, but he was surprised when he received this letter.
If you can train your son to become a martial artist, then losing your throne is nothing.
A Wu Zun as a backer, the family will not be lonely because of this, and it may be higher, and his power will return.
After all, in the entire continent now, only Qin Ming's forces have two martial arts, as long as the son becomes a martial artist, then the three martial arts are divided into the whole world, of course, more power than before.
As for the letter saying that he also cultivated heirs of the Yang family and You family, he did not have any worries. The five martial arts divided the entire continent and their power was much greater than before.
After reading the letter, the seventh prince stood there, his eyes blank, just feeling that God had made a big joke for himself.
What does it mean? If you become a Wu Zun, it is countless times better than becoming an emperor.
Why are those Wu Zun unwilling to be Patriarchs or Emperors? It's because they simply don't like this little right.
Wu Zun’s identity represents power wherever he goes, even if his father is the emperor on the face of it, in fact, good resources and treasures are honoring the three Wu Zun behind him.
If this is not the case, the three Wu Zun will be angry and exempt him from the emperor's status.
The emperor is below one person and above ten thousand people, but Wu Zun is above ten thousand people.
"Feier, this is a good opportunity. As long as you can seize the opportunity and become a martial artist, there are many possibilities." Looking at the stupefied son, the middle-aged man wanted to kneel down.
If you kneel down and exchange your rights, then it doesn't hurt to kneel down.
"Yeah!" The seventh prince came back to his senses, nodded heavily, his eyes were radiant, and there was no sign of decadence.
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Qin Ming's alchemy room was brightly lit, and a purple flame was jumping in the air.
"This time the refined pill is a gradeless pill, and finally it can be refined into a liquid that does not conflict with other pill, so that it can be added to other pill at will."
Qin Ming lowered his head in thought. The new pill he wanted to study was to find out the scorpion demon power hidden in the crowd.
He can completely refine a kind of spiritual liquid and add the spiritual liquid to other pill. In this way, after the warrior takes the pill he refined, he has a painful reaction, and it must be the power of the scorpion demon.
And the warrior who didn't react in any way can completely eliminate the suspicion.
"The biggest difficulty now is how to make this spirit liquid only harm the people of the scorpion demon force, and not the ordinary warriors."
He wanted to prepare a soul-damaging pill. After all, he can refine even nine-tier pill that hurts the soul. Even if there is no pill, the research is very good. easy.
After all, the spiritual liquid he refined didn't expect it to kill the souls of the scorpion demon forces, but just wanted to sting the souls of the scorpion demon forces.
