I really became a prince

But Jiang Yi's soul fire changed from a cluster of ordinary small flames to a fire lotus after refining and absorbing the thick roots of the bucket.

Nine flaming lotus petals bloomed layer by layer, guarding the most central flame in the lotus heart. Compared with the flame color of the surrounding lotus petals, this small flame is as blue as a gemstone.

Jiang Yi can feel that the transformed lotus soul fire is much stronger. The most obvious thing is that the speed of refining the surrounding blood has increased several times.

The bloody red water was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire pond began to become clearer and clearer, with less and less bloody smell.

"If you use this soul fire to refine weapons now, the speed will definitely be much faster!"

However, although the lotus soul fire has become more than several times stronger, the naked eye cannot see any changes in the refinement of the milky white lotus seed.

"I don't know how long it will take to complete the refining..."

Jiang Yi was really bored sitting, and his heart moved, trying to see if he could separate part of the soul fire from the refining soul fire, so as to test whether there was any change in the refinement.

This attempt really succeeded, but what was separated was not a single flame, but a whole lotus platform.

Originally, the soul fire holding the scorching blue flame on the lotus platform was split into two, the scorching blue flame in the center remained unmoved, and was still refining the lotus seeds there, but the lotus platform below was separated.

After being divided into two, Jiang Yi was afraid that it would affect the power of the soul fire and slow down the refining speed.I couldn't help feeling it carefully, and I was overjoyed.

The refining speed has not slowed down, that is to say, splitting it into two will not affect the power of the soul fire.

"Then use this flame lotus platform to try out the refiner."

In this way, Jiang Yi focused on two things, and a 1.5-meter-long, dark, boxy box appeared in front of him, like a long black wooden box.

This is the sword box he made with "Alchemy of Treasures", but it is much rougher than the one on the Dongxu Terrace, and the shape is not pleasing at all, so that it was disgusted by Xiao Yangjiao.

"Just use this sword box to try the power of the mutated soul fire."

Jiang Yi's heart moved, and the lotus platform, which was only half the size of a palm, suddenly became a circle larger than the sword box, and the nine lotus petals in the open and blooming state slowly closed, wrapping the entire sword box in it.

In this way, Jiang Yi started a new refining journey, but he never thought that the refining of this lotus seed would take so long.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and the imperial capital of Dali was still calm on the surface, but secretly, many people focused their attention on the Huangzhuang of Dacun.

For ten days, one of the Nine Divisions of the Sun and the Moon, the [Hu Division], has been silently defending this extremely ordinary small farm. They are curious about what Jiang Yi, the king of Yijun, is doing in the farm.

It's a pity that none of the spies could get close to Huangzhuang. The entire area around Huangzhuang was like a ghost wandering around. All the spies who wanted to approach with ulterior motives were intercepted halfway and killed on the spot.

"Sigh, this imperial nephew is a bit too reckless in doing things..." In Prince Rui's mansion, Prince Rui Jiang Li smiled wryly at a figure.

"Haha, I don't think my starling will suffer from being dumb again..." Prince Yi Jiang Mo laughed loudly.

Jiang Li looked at the thirteenth younger brother who did not hide the meaning of "sneering" at all, and shook his head again and again with a wry smile.

A few days ago, the intelligence agency under him also sent spies to investigate Dacun Farm, but it was not at his behest, but a subconscious behavior of the intelligence agency.

Whenever there is something strange, any qualified intelligence agency will respond.

I believe that many intelligence agencies in Dali Imperial Capital have encountered the same experience as him recently. The spies sent by the intelligence agencies under his command were intercepted indiscriminately and killed on the spot.

However, Jiang Li didn't take this too seriously. After all, he didn't intend to have any bad thoughts about this noble nephew from Dali. As for the spies, they just need to be trained.

However, after all, I felt a little irritated, too embarrassing.

Jiang Mo, Prince Yi next to him, suddenly thought of something, leaned over and said in a low voice: "Brother, do you think the same happened to Father Huang and his old man?"

Jiang Li turned his head and glanced at Jiang Mo, the feeling in his heart disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh that he had never seen before.

It goes without saying that the intelligence agency under Father Huang would also subconsciously send out spies to investigate, and the result would be the same as himself, all of them were killed on the spot without distinction.

In Prince Su's Mansion, the eldest son Jiang Hai is also thinking about this matter with great interest.However, he did not send spies.

Ever since Jiang Yi took out the Pulse-Masking Pill to help him rebuild his martial arts foundation, he has issued a strict order to his intelligence agencies to stop all intelligence activities against Jiang Yi, king of Yi County.

Different from Prince Rui Jiang Li's helpless smile and Prince Yi Jiang Mo's "schadenfreude", Jiang Hai sincerely admired him in his heart, and couldn't help sighing inwardly: This is how a man should be, whoever you are, as long as you dare to probe me, you will directly kill me. To kill.

In the Dalli Palace, in the Cauldron Courtyard, Mo Ruhai looked at the Dalli Emperor Jiang Zhenyi, whose face was as heavy as water, and felt a little worried for Jiang Yi.

It was indeed too sloppy, and he didn't even give the Emperor Dali any face, and directly killed him. The Emperor Dali, who is usually aloof, would definitely lose face.

No, Jiang Zhenyi, who was still somewhat gloomy, suddenly laughed, and cursed softly: "You bastard!"

Seeing this, Mo Ruhai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, being able to scold him meant that the emperor didn't take it seriously.

"Do you think I should send real spies to compete with him?" Jiang Zhenyi said suddenly.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid many people will applaud in secret." Mo Ruhai replied, I believe the emperor will not do such a thing that hurts relatives and makes enemies happy.

Jiang Zhenyi shook his head, and said: "I believe someone will be more anxious than me, I hope the spies under Xiao Shiba can withstand it." After speaking, he glanced at the direction of Shuliu Palace.

Mo Ruhai was also a little worried, he couldn't help hesitating and said: "Will the Emperor not send someone to help Duke Yi?"

"Hmph, help him, I'm free!" Jiang Zhen snorted angrily.

Mo Ruhai saw it with a smile, the emperor who was always indifferent to emotions, had never been so emotional.

"True gold is refined by fire, and only after countless times of blood baptism can it be regarded as a qualified spy fighter!" Jiang Zhenyi said softly, and Mo Ruhai lowered his eyes again, and the silence in the cauldron courtyard was restored. .

In the northern border of Dali, in a huge and stately mansion, a dignified and beautiful woman sat there, wearing a red and yellow slim-fitting battle robe, which added a bit of heroism to the dignified.

This woman is Mu Xiruo, Princess Duan who is in charge of the vast northern border. A four or five-year-old girl is sleeping soundly on her knees, with a powder-carved jade bracelet, and her eyebrows are very similar to Jiang Yi.

"Your father is so majestic, even your mother's people have cleared the place!"

Mu Xiruo was a little annoyed and funny, but secretly praised him, which is not a bad thing, but the premise is that he can withstand the joint counterattack of many forces.

"Xiao Youning, do you think mother will send someone to help your father?"

But in his deep sleep, Jiang Youning didn't respond except for clicking his mouth.

"Hmph, mother is the one to worry about this, let your omnipotent father deal with it by himself..."