AI algorithm: I figured out the immortal cultivation technique

"The Great Song Dynasty, the second son of the prime minister, Wang Ren."

Seeing the opportunity derived from the Qiangu APP, Wang Ren did not hesitate. He sent a message to Butler Xiao, and his figure appeared in the air.

At a speed of four thousand kilometers per hour, Xiao Qi quickly flew towards the southwest.

Arriving outside the country, where tens of thousands of Chinese troops were stationed, Wang Ren quietly passed through the passage to another world.

Instead of talking to Nanman Queen Wen Chun, Wang Ren arrived at the capital of Dasong Dynasty as quickly as possible.

"Wang Ren, the second son of Wang Yang, the Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty, was twenty years old and had excellent martial arts talent. He entered the acquired first level at the age of six, entered the innate level three years ago, and was promoted to the fourth innate level at the age of twelve. Since then, his cultivation has not improved. He retreated and fell into the congenital state at the age of sixteen. Since then, he has been wandering around flowers and became the number one playboy in Dasong.

His spiritual sense searched around the capital of Dasong Dynasty, and Wang Ren got the information about this 'former genius'.

The first reaction was that the so-called first dandy of Dasong was hiding his power and biding his time to avoid suspicion of the prime minister Wang Yang.

However, in Wang Ren's perception, the Dasong Dynasty implemented the separation of military and political affairs. However, Prime Minister Wang Yang, who was the head of the civil servants, did not have any military power in his hands and would not be suspected by the Dasong Emperor at all.

The Emperor Da Si had been on the throne for nineteen years, and his martial arts cultivation had reached the third level of innate cultivation. He was in his prime, and had at least fifty or sixty years left in his life.

Prime Minister Wang Yang is an ordinary weak scholar, with no more than the fourth level of acquired cultivation, and he is over fifty years old. Comparing the two, there is no hidden worry.

This is actually interesting.

"Prince, please drink."

"Master, you hurt me."

"Sir, you haven't drank from me yet."

It was already past two o'clock in the morning. Except for the nightclub street where Jiaofangsi was located, the entire capital of Dasong was under curfew. As the number one dandy in Dasong, Wang Ren naturally stayed overnight at Jiaofangsi.

In addition, Wang Ren also called three high-quality oirans with good looks and talents to drink and have fun together until dawn.

"squeak."

Suddenly, a breeze blew by and the window made a slight noise.

The three gauze beauties who originally took the initiative to embrace each other fell asleep silently, and then a beautiful woman in white appeared in the room.

Although her face was covered with a translucent white gauze, her faintly stunning appearance and her invisible aura declared to the world her alluring appearance.

The only young handsome guy in the room who was awake had only a trace of obsession flashing in his eyes, followed by more disgust.

It was this saint, the so-called leader of the righteous path, Tian Xin Zhai, who made an inexplicable prophecy of destiny, saying that as an emperor, he would bring endless military disasters to the world in the future, thus completely ruining his originally glorious life.

At the beginning, Wang Ren struggled, but he was hit by the 'weak water poison' at some point, making all his efforts in vain.

Tian Xin Zhai, who has always openly supported the royal family of Da Si, has never lacked the 'Sages' who are at the peak of innateness. They control the prophecy of destiny, and no one can question their majesty.

In the past ten years, there were constant natural disasters in Dasong, and the borderlands were also unstable. There was a danger of "the rise of outstanding people and the change of dynasties". No one dared to question Tianxinzhai's "divination".

As the head of civil servants, his father also acquiesced to this situation for the sake of the world, which made Wang Ren, the son of a human being, completely despairing.

"Why, you finally can't wait to take my life?"

Wang Ren calmly refilled himself a glass of old wine and asked with a contemptuous smile.

"I'm just here to take away the last royal energy from you. It won't hurt your life, and I will also remove your weak water poison. After today, Tianxinzhai will not target you again."

She frowned slightly and then quickly relaxed. The beautiful woman with a cool face took out a gourd with a black and white Tai Chi pattern engraved on it. Without any nonsense, she slapped the opponent with her palm.

"Ha, that's ridiculous."

Facing the palm wind of the innate sixth-level warrior, Wang Ren, who was only the acquired sixth-level warrior, did not even think about resisting, nor did he close his eyes and wait, looking at the opponent coldly.

"puff."

After being struck by the palm, Wang Ren spat out a mouthful of yellowish blood, which was absorbed by the Tai Chi gourd.

A pill appeared in the hand of the stunning woman, and she quickly threw it into the opponent's mouth: "This is the antidote to the poison of weak water. From now on, you can fly as high as the sky."

"waterfall."

Before the stunning woman could finish her words, Wang Ren, who had taken the antidote, spat out a large mouthful of blood, with a touch of rich black color in the blood.

"how come?"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Meng Bingyao couldn't help but scream in surprise.

According to the pre-conceived idea, after the other party takes the antidote, years of accumulation will bring the other party's cultivation level back to the fourth level of innateness, or even to a higher level. This can be regarded as their Tianxinzhai's compensation for this fake destiny person.

However, the other party's appearance now looks more like the poison has worsened.

In her doubts, Meng Bingyao did not hesitate. She moved the zhenqi in her hand and patted the other person's heart to help him dispel the poison.

However, after her zhenqi entered his body, instead of improving, the son of the prime minister's condition did not improve. Instead, he vomited two large mouthfuls of black blood and lost his breath completely.

"This is?"

Frowning, Meng Bingyao quickly guessed that she had been plotted against, or that her master had hidden something from her.

"boom."

At this time, the door of the room opened without warning. The two guards guarding the door blew their whistles when they saw that their young master was dead after several crimes, and there was also a strange female assassin present.

At the same time, the two guards also attacked at this moment in unison.

The master humiliated his minister and died. As guards, they could not protect the young master, which was already a capital crime.

Even if he died at the hands of an assassin, it would be better than going back and reporting him intact, which might lead to the anger of the Prime Minister and the whole family.

"snort."

Seeing the two acquired high-level warrior guards who were not afraid of death, Meng Bingyao did not delay here and immediately broke the window and left.

The two guards who saw the assassin flee looked at each other, and one of them followed him away, while the other was preparing to carry the second young master back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to recover.

However, when the guard came to the scene and prepared to carry the second young master back to his house, he only saw a set of bloody Chinese clothes left there empty.

At this moment, the guard was heartbroken, but he did not dare to delay, so he took the second young master's robe back to return to his life.

And in this early morning, two pieces of news spread throughout the capital overnight, and spread to the surrounding Taoist mansions.

First, the prime minister’s second son died at the hands of Meng Bingyao, a contemporary saint from Tianxinzhai, and his body was not found; second, the aura of the prime minister’s second son Wang Ren was not the aura of an emperor, but the aura of a good minister throughout the ages, a peerless genius. He was unjustly killed, ruining the fate of Dasong.

Especially the latter one made many famous people in both the government and the public mourn for it.

After learning the bad news and the truth, Prime Minister Wang Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into coma on the spot.

As the prime minister's protégé, Gujiu, hundreds of officials in the capital signed a letter to severely punish the murderer.

"Do you understand this game?"

With his figure hidden in the sky above the capital city of Dasong, Wang Ren smiled and looked at the remnant soul beside him that was protected by his spiritual power.

Similarly, looking at his colleagues in this other world, Wang Ren did not come to rescue him, but waited for the other person's wish to be granted.

"Someone has plotted against Tianxinzhai and the royal family of Dasong. This year there have been constant natural and man-made disasters in Dasong, and there are many people who have rebelled. Without my father to coordinate yin and yang and lead the court, I don't know how many people in Dasong will be kings. After this incident, my father He will definitely resign and go into hiding, and the people behind the scenes can take advantage of the situation to stir up wars in various places in Dasong to achieve their plans. "

At this moment, there was no resentment in the eyes of Wang Ren's remnant soul. He was clear and clear, and he analyzed the current situation in a clear and logical manner.

"Then who will be the mastermind behind this?"

Knowing that the second son of the prime minister did not give up on himself as he appeared, Wang Ren asked with interest.