Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

　　At this moment, there was a burst of applause in the ears of the king's dignitaries, which made him come back to his senses in an instant, and found that he was still in the training room.

　　At this time, Zhao Yi was standing aside with a smile, applauding and applauding.

　　"Director, I..."

　　Just when Wang Quangui wanted to tell Zhao Yi what he had just seen, he suddenly glanced at the ground and stepped back a few steps, only to see that there was an extremely deep crack on the ground at this time.

　　"This……"

　　Wang Quangui didn't react, and looked at Zhao Yi weakly.

　　However, Zhao Yi nodded:

　　"This is the power hidden in your body, called Jian Qi, just now in the real and illusory state of no-self, your subconscious controlled your body, allowing you to use your hand as a sword to split the ground.

　　This is a human treasure!

　　Do you still feel like you're worthless now? "

　　Wang Quangui looked at Zhao Yi in astonishment:

　　"This...this...how is this possible?"

　　Zhao Yi smiled and patted Wang Quangui's shoulder and said:

　　"If you don't believe me, why don't you try it again?"

　　Hearing this, Wang Quangui looked at his right hand in disbelief, then straightened his right hand and closed his eyes gently to feel the faint energy surging in his body.

　　In an instant, the man standing on the top of the mountains in the illusion reappeared in the king's mind. The movement when he raised his sword and dropped it seemed to be the realm of the avenue after the complexity was simplified. .

　　The next moment, the dignitary opened his eyes. At this moment, he was surprised to find that his right hand was shining with golden light, as if he was holding a sword.

　　"peace in the heart!"

　　Just as Wang Quangui's thoughts moved and the golden light on his hand faded, Zhao Yi's voice suddenly came, which made Wang Quangui immediately stop his mind, and the golden light on his hand flashed strongly.

　　"Try it!"

　　Zhao Yi said without a trace, Wang Quanwei nodded when he heard the words, and then waved the golden light in his hand to the ground.

　　A looming golden light suddenly hit the ground.

　　"Crack!"

　　I saw a crack suddenly appeared on the ground, almost exactly the same as the one just now.

　　This surprised Wang dignitaries. He looked at his right hand in disbelief. From childhood to adulthood, he had never felt this energy in his body at this time.

　　"very good!"

　　Zhao Yi nodded approvingly, and then stomped the ground lightly. In just a split second, the ground was restored to its original state.

　　Seeing Wang Quangui's surprised expression, Zhao Yi explained with a smile:

　　"In order to facilitate training, I have set up a formation in each training room, and the formation can ensure that the display will not be damaged.

　　I just wanted you to see the power you have, so I removed the formation, and now let it recover so that we can continue training, right? ".

Chapter 107

　　Wang Quangui obviously hadn't reacted yet, and nodded dazedly, looking at Zhao Yi with shock in his eyes.

　　How capable is this director, and he can realize his unprecedented power with just a few words.

　　Of course, he didn't know that after conquering the dragon, Zhao Yi's containment points increased again, and the spiritual silk book finally ushered in an upgrade.

　　Originally, the level of the supernatural silk book had already reached the level of Huangpin's triple heaven, which was synchronized with Zhao Yi's realm~.

　　But at this time, after subduing the Jiaolong, relying on the containment point, Zhao Yi was able to break through to the first level of Huangpin, a half-step Xuanpin realm.

　　Of course, Zhao Yi hasn't had time to break through for the time being, because it will take some time to cultivate, so don't worry about it for the time being.

　　However, although Zhao Yi has not made a breakthrough yet, the spiritual silk book has been synchronized to Huang Pinyizhongtian.

　　This allowed Zhao Yi to master more extremely ancient techniques, just like he just put his palm on the king's body at will.

　　But that was the spirit summoning technique that Zhao Yi performed, in order to make the king, who was reincarnated at this time, recall the consciousness of the king's power and wealth five hundred years ago.

　　At this time, it seems that this method is very useful, and it is a big breakthrough to allow the king to use the sword of kingship in a short period of time.

　　But at the same time, Zhao Yi also knows that it is absolutely impossible for Wang dignitaries to reach the level that can be dispatched in a short period of time. Therefore, he decided to help Wang dignitaries to awaken their strengths that were lost in the long river of time in the next period of time. .

　　As well as the memory of the strongest soldier in the Taoist sect, the king's power and wealth.

　　Although he thought so in his heart, Zhao Yi did not leave a trace, looked at Wang Quangui and said with a smile:

　　"Take a good training from now on. When you leave the customs, I have a big gift for you."

　　"Big gift?"

　　Wang Quangui looked at Zhao Yi curiously and asked:

　　"What gift?"

　　Zhao Yi smiled without saying a word, sold a pass, and did not answer immediately.

　　But this made the king's dignitaries full of expectations. It must be from Zhao Yi's hands, it must not be an ordinary thing...

　　……

　　At this time, Wang Quangui was immersed in the training room of the [-]th Bureau wholeheartedly, unaware that the Wang family in the capital was holding a meeting within the clan at this time.

　　A single-family courtyard house. At this time, many people come and go here. The gate of the courtyard is hung with a plaque of Wang's family.

　　"Snapped!"

　　An angry knock came from the room, followed by a man's roar:

　　"What? Where did the rebel son of Wang Quangui go?"

　　The people standing below looked a little scared at this time:

　　"Patriarch, before contacting the eldest son, he... said that he joined an organization called Bureau."

　　Wang Duoyu, the contemporary head of the Wang family's father, Wang Duoyu, looked at his servant angrily and said:

　　"What kind of organization is that? Have you checked?"

　　The servant nodded quickly:

　　"I checked... I checked, but..."

　　"but what!"

　　Wang Duoyu was obviously violent, so he couldn't stand the hesitant tone of the servant at this time, and he immediately glared and shouted.

　　How dare the servant dare to hesitate any more at this time, and hurriedly said everything he knew:

　　"Patriarch, according to our investigation, there is no such an organization at all. I think it should be made up by the eldest son..."

　　"Humph!"

　　Hearing this, Wang Duoyu snorted coldly:

　　"My family is unfortunate. How could I have such a worthless son who actually made up an unwarranted organization, and I don't know where I am now spending money and ruining the reputation of my royal family!"

　　Wang Duoyu's tone was filled with the feeling of hating iron and not steel, and it could be said that he was utterly disappointed with this son.

　　Ever since I was a child, I have never learned anything, and I have always said some strange things.

　　Although the ancestral home of the Wang family has recorded such things since ancient times, they are all bragging and fabricated by the superstitions of the ancients, but what is the age now, who still believes in these things?

　　But whether Wang Duoyu was good or bad, he couldn't resist the character of a powerful king, which made him drive him out of the house in a fit of rage.

　　I originally wanted to educate him, and as long as he bowed his head and confessed his mistake, wouldn't he come back?

　　Who would have thought that this kid would be silent as soon as he left, if he hadn't sent someone to investigate, he wouldn't even know what happened to him now.

　　The more Wang Duoyu thought about it, the more angry he became. He sighed again and again. He had almost nothing to do with this son.

　　"Dong dong dong..."

　　Suddenly there was a cane outside the door, the sound of knocking on the ground, and almost everyone in the entire room stood up at this moment, even Wang Duoyu was no exception.

　　Hearing the sound, Wang Duoyu hurried to the door, looked at the old man walking with a cane in front of him, and saluted respectfully:

　　"Father, how did you get here?"

　　Although the old man is nearly eighty years old, his eyes are still full of energy. He glared at Wang Duoyu, went straight to the main seat in the room, sat down, looked at Wang Duoyu and asked:

　　"Duoyu, you are the owner of the family now, so majestic, you dare to drive out even my grandson?"

　　Seeing that his father was angry, Wang Duoyu quickly explained:

　　"Father, at that time, I also drove that renegade son out in a fit of rage, but who ever thought why he didn't come back?"

　　"Humph!"

　　The old man snorted coldly, looked at the servant next to Wang Duoyu and asked:

　　"Do you know where my grandson is now?"

　　"Father, I..."

　　Staff like the housekeeper dare not say anything nonsense, they quickly looked at Wang Duoyu beside him as if asking for help.

　　Seeing this, Wang Duoyu quickly said:

　　"Father, I've already sent someone to find out where the king is. He's doing fine now, don't worry... I'll let him come back in two days..."

　　The old man immediately tapped the ground with a stick, stood up, and left the room without saying a word.

　　Until the figure of the old man disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, the servant couldn't help but ask:

　　"Patriarch, son, he..."

　　Wang Duoyu waved his hand angrily:

　　"I know what you want to say, is it possible that I have to tell the old man that his grandson is missing?

　　If the old man is angry, it is not as simple as me being angry. "