Watching the two dig holes with each other, Mo Zizai showed a kind smile, "I heard that these two unique skills should have their own advantages. One is mainly engaged in internal cultivation, strengthening the body, and the other is mainly engaged in external cultivation, transforming the true qi and invincible defense."

"If this is the case, why would you both take out the skills and give me a view? Wouldn't it be better to practice both inside and outside?"

“???”

Yuheng and Yuanzhi were both a little confused. Is it too much?

"Prince, the more martial arts, the better."

Yuanzhi explained with a tough needle: "Even if you are a talented person, it will be difficult for you to practice one of your skills to achieve success in your entire life. If you practice both ways, then your practice speed will be slower, and the effect is not as good as practicing one alone."

"It's okay."

Mo Zizai said with a smile: "I like to challenge difficult things. You just need to use the skills. I will solve the difficulty by myself. Even if I can't practice it, I will never blame you."

"this……"

Yuanzhi didn't know what to say. Am I afraid of blaming it? I don't want to give it to you.

"What, don't the master want to give it?"

Mo Zizai narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yuanzhi with a dangerous look, "Is it because Master is planning to let me visit Jinlian Temple in person and ask for this exercise?"

"No need, no need..."

Yuanzhi shook his head repeatedly. He still remembered the last time Mo Congyi led his troops to visit. After that, the little monk on the mountain ran for a while. If he came again, the little monks from Jinlian Temple would not have run away.

"But this kind of major event requires the abbot's senior brother to nod, so please wait a moment. After the Sa family returns, he will inform the abbot's uncle about this matter."

"No need to go back, just send a letter to the eagle."

Mo Zizai did not delay Yuanzhi and said, "In the words of Xinying, you can go to Jinlian Temple in half a day. Considering that Jinlian Temple needs some time to discuss, how can I give the master two days?"

After saying that, Mo Zizai decided on the matter without waiting for Yuanzhi's answer, "Two days later, I will ask the Master for the reply from Jinlian Temple, and I hope the Master will not let me down."

"yes……"

Yuanzhi answered in a muffled voice, feeling helpless. You are not asking me for my opinion. You are clearly giving me an ultimatum.

Yuheng shook his head helplessly. Without waiting for Mo Zizai to ask, he spoke directly: "Two days should be enough here, and I will reply to the prince in two days."

"In this way, I'll both of you."

Looking at the two people who were frowning, Mo Zizai smiled, "You don't have to be so worried. I won't take yours for nothing. After the banquet ends, you can find Yang Yanzhang. He has a unique skill in his hand, so he will exchange it with you."

After hearing Mo Zizai say this, Yuheng and Yuanzhi's hearts moved slightly. If they exchanged, they would be a bit of a mistake. After all, the martial arts in the palace would not be too bad, not to mention that even if they almost did not matter. Even if they gave themselves a step, it would be better to exchange than to be robbed.

"For this reason, thank you, the prince."

Yang Yanzhang, who was burying his head over there, heard Mo Zizai mention his name, and in a hurry, raised his head and responded to Mo Zizai: "I understand."

Seeing Yang Yanzhang, who was very handsome, eating a mouth full of oil and his image was ruined, Mo Zizai couldn't help but look dark. He remembered that Yu Zhijun's food was not bad. Why do you think Yang Yanzhang is like not having eaten for several days?

If this is known, I would think that he would not care about the food of the emperor.

Mo Zizai, who was helpless in his heart, shook his head and stopped caring about Yang Yanzhang. Instead, he spoke to the guards and said, "Let's find a place to bury these two people from Jingshan Temple."

Su Zhen, who was shattering on the ground, heard that Mo Zizai had someone buried him, and immediately struggled to raise his head and said, "King... Prince, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!"

"No, you're dead, it's just that you don't know."

Mo Zizai looked at Su Zhen and said seriously: "You just haven't realized your death yet. When you are buried in the soil, you will know that you are indeed dead."

"I'm dead?"

Su Zhen was stunned by Mo Zizai's long words, but soon he realized, is this fucking human words? He doesn't know whether he dies or not.

"Prince, I am a member of Jingshan Temple, and my abbot is a warrior in the human realm."

"Well, I remember."

Mo Zizai nodded and said, "When I have time, I will level you Jingshan Temple. Don't worry, do it step by step."

"Prince, I..."

When Su Zhen heard Mo Zizai say this, he was a little frightened. When he was about to say something, the guards on the side saw Mo Zizai's impatient expression and directly reached out to remove his chin. Then, as if he was carrying a dead dog, he directly took him and Su Jing's body out of the palace.

Mo Zizai didn't care either. He just took a look and then withdrew his gaze. He killed people and killed them. When they killed those innocent people, they should have thought of such a day.

Seeing Mo Zizai so cruelly dealing with the two people from Jingshan Temple, the people in the world at the banquet were instantly silent. Those who could come to the palace were all top sects with human-level warriors in the sect, and disciples of such sects would respect them three times in the local government.

Therefore, their personality is relatively arrogant, and most of them carry several lives.

They don’t care about this on weekdays, but now they see that these two people from Jingshan Temple were killed directly because of this kind of thing, and they instantly felt a deep fear in their hearts, fearing that what they had done would be revealed and they would be killed on the spot.

Mo Zizai glanced at the people who looked fearful, ignored them, and walked straight to the court officials. In his eyes, these sects were no different from those of aristocratic families, and sooner or later they were all targets to be eradicated.

Seeing Mo Zizai leave, everyone at the banquet was relieved. Now they all regretted coming to offer gifts. They thought it was a relaxing job, and they could come to eat and drink, and go to the palace to gain insights. When they turned around, they could put gold on their faces and strengthen their momentum.

But I never expected that eating and drinking is still life-threatening, and I will never come to death next time.

They regretted it, Yuheng and Yuanzhi who had sat in the original position even more regretted it. They came here and threw out one of the unique skills in the sect. Who can I ask for reason? After I go back, their sect will not be able to kill them.

"Don't worry, two."

After a while, Yang Yanzhang, who had cleared two more plates, was finally full. He wiped his mouth, burped, and then said to the two: "The martial arts that the prince uses to exchange with you are definitely a supreme skill."

"You will definitely not lose money when you exchange it with the prince."

"I hope."

Yuanzhi shook his head, obviously he had no expectations for this matter. After all, Mo Zizai forced him to change it, so what good skills could he give him.
Chapter completed!