The young Sui Lord from Qingjiang Water Mansion has left, and the main hall is so empty.
Changhe Longjun sat quietly, his face could not be seen clearly, and his expression could not be seen.
There shouldn't be many people in the world who know that Zhuang Gaoxian and Jiang Wang will eventually decide whether to live or die.
Ao Shuyi is just one of them.
Although he had already handed over the water rights of the long river, he had never truly controlled the water veins of the world. He could not understand the world like looking at palm prints, and he was even inconvenient to grasp the information up and down the long river.
But when Ku Jue blocked Zhuang Gao Xian from the Changhe River, how could the battle between the two real people block the river and not disturb the Dragon Palace of the Changhe River?
Although he sits in the Dragon Palace and often stays there for hundreds of years, he is not a prisoner.
At that time, Zhuang Gaoxian was chasing the young man named Jiang Wang, and he knew it. In other words, he knew Jiang Wang earlier than Zhuang Gaoxian.
Later, on the river viewing platform, he witnessed Jiang Wang's victory and how Lin Zhengren was afraid of death and did not dare to go on stage. The conflict between Jiang Wang and Zhuang Guo is literally on the table.
Anyone who is an enemy of a peerless genius like Jiang Wang, as long as he is not stupid, will definitely choose to kill him in advance and cut off his future.
Zhuang Gaoxian has been doing this too.
Du Ruhui slandered Jiang Wangtong and was whipped naked on Yujing Mountain. Although it was not widely publicized, it was not a secret incident in the Changhe Dragon Palace.
But if you think that Zhuang Gaoxian only thinks about Jiang Wang and only pursues Jiang Wang, then you are underestimating Zhuang Gaoxian and the hero of Zhongxing Zhuang Kingdom!
With the two Buddhist masters sealing the door, at the moment when Jiang Wang built the golden body of a human hero and leaped towards the cave at a terrifying cultivation speed... Zhuang Gaoxian was still full of ambition and advancing the pace of Zhuang Kingdom's expansion.
For the emperor of a country, there is no better way to increase his cultivation than to improve his country's power.
Changhe Longjun saw Zhuang Gaoxian's ambition and didn't mind making some deals.
But before that, Zhuang Gaoxian still had to cross the dragon gate.
As for the roll of yellow silk in his hand... Ao Shuyi threw it aside.
No need to read this letter again.
The message Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to convey had already been conveyed through sending letters.
It was impossible for him to trust Song Qingyue, nor for the journey from Qingjiang Shuifu to Changhe, and the time spent on the journey.
Therefore, there cannot be any substantive content in the letter. If it were to be opened, it would be nothing more than some short courtesy greetings from the parents.
There was silence in the main hall for a long time, and then the voice of Lord Long rang out——
"Perhaps I haven't seen you for a long time. Please choose a time, be prepared, and send an invitation to Xingyueyuan to invite Jiang Wanglai, the last leader of the Yellow River, to the Dragon Palace banquet."
A voice outside the hall replied: "Is it just Jiang Wang?"
"Of course not." Changhe Dragon Lord said slowly: "All the geniuses from the last Yellow River Tournament have been invited. A few years have passed, how are the geniuses in this world? I have inherited the legacy of the ancient emperors here, and I will devote myself to it. You should also test their quality during the meal."
"Where are the true inheritances of the great sects in the world?" the voice outside the hall asked again.
Changhe Longjun said: "Invite those who are important enough to come. I am rarely interested, so I might as well make it more lively."
"As you wish." The voice outside the hall dispersed in circles like ripples on the water.
And this quite weighty news will spread like this——
After many years, the Dragon Palace Banquet is back on!
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Walking on the Nine Bridges, one feels like a dragon carrying mosquitoes and flies on its spine.
I can especially feel my own insignificance.
It’s hard to imagine how powerful Chi Kiss was back then. Being able to directly forge a bridge with his blood, what a magical power the Lieshan Human Emperor has!
King Qin Guang has been gone for a long time.
It had been a long time since he walked such a wide road, and he hadn't walked so slowly for a long time.
Given the majesty of the river and the length of the Chiki Bridge, it would take an ordinary person three days and three nights to walk across the bridge.
He failed to verify this claim.
Because when he was halfway through, he was stopped by an unruly customer who demanded an explanation. However, he was able to get away after he properly provided after-sales service.
It’s really not easy to do business these days. After deducting organizational operating costs and employee appearance fees, the profit is only a few dozen times. It is not profitable at all, and customers still cause trouble from time to time.
Alas, he often persuades other killer organizations to change careers, but his good intentions are always unpaid.
What's good about this line of work?
He went from the south bank of the Changhe River to the north bank, not far from the Chiqi Bridge, which is the southern border of Daqi. Of course, after crossing the bridge, you can also go to Jiange, Liangguo, or Xuankong Temple. Some other small countries, sandwiched between Qi State and the hometown of Nanxia, will be swallowed up sooner or later, so there is nothing to hang out in.
He simply stepped back from the bridge and turned to Liguo.
Liguo is also a small country. It has always been weak in power and military, and has been allowed to be rubbed by powerful countries. It was once destroyed by the Xia State. After the first Qi-Xia War, it was restored with the help of the Chu State. After its restoration, it still cared little about diplomacy with the Xia State and was regarded as the "Shangguo".
The Liang State, which was also invaded by the Xia State and successfully recovered, has a much stronger sense of existence in the modern world.
Because after Liang Emperor Kang Shao raised his flag to restore the country, he always made it clear that his chariots and horses were against the Xia Kingdom, and he regarded them as enemies, and the national character was very fierce.
Fortunately, Li Guo had a genius named Fan Wushu, who reached the top eight of Wailou Field in the Yellow River Meeting, but was defeated by Jing Kingdom's genius Zhongshan Weisun. This achievement earned them the qualification to expand territory and compete for resources after entering the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.
Li Guo knew that he was weak and could not support the battlefield behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, so he exchanged this qualification with Xia Guo. However, the Xia Kingdom did not have time to take advantage of it, and fell in one battle in the vigorous second Qi-Xia War.
However, Li Guo actually received a large amount of resources and enriched the country's heritage.
As for the future, it may still depend on how far Fan Wushu can go.
Small countries have always been the targets of exploitation by powerful countries, and they are also the best hiding places for hereditary evildoers. In fact, there is a well-run ghost house in Yining City, the capital of Liguo.
But the leader of Hell’s Gateless didn’t come here today just to check the post.
With his long hair hanging down, he walked leisurely along the long street, feeling the unique style of this country.
There is no opponent in the whole country. Even Duan Sigu, the so-called top expert in governing the country and the divine being in the realm, is not worthy of much recognition.
He just walked all the way to the palace without any problem.
But he is not arrogant.
There is no difference between walking in Yining City and walking in Taiping City or Nanwei City.
He would even buy a few boxes of snacks—Yining’s unique Zen noodle cakes—and eat them while walking.
Until a certain moment, the long street suddenly became silent.
He also stopped and turned around among the crowd that should have been bustling. He saw a man wearing a tiger head mask walking slowly towards the other end of the long street.
The figure is upright and the temperament is completely different from before.
But he knew that this was You Que.
"You didn't come in time." He said hello and moved the pastry box in his hand forward: "Want something to eat?"
The tiger-head mask said: "You can call me..."
"Stop!" King Qin Guang immediately stopped: "You must not tell me your current identity. I am not interested and I dare not listen."
"Sun Yin." The man in the tiger head mask said, "You already know my identity. There is no point in deceiving yourself."
King Qin Guang chewed his teeth: "You are so stubborn!"
Sun Yin wore a pair of black gloves and calmly took out a ray of green light from his arms. The green light twisted between his fingers like a bug, and then was crushed.
"After you killed me, you repeatedly used spells to test me. It was only a matter of time before you guessed my identity."
"I can explain." King Qin Guang said: "This is just professionalism and does not represent my personal attitude towards you. In fact, I respect you very much."
As he spoke, he looked to the left and right: "...You're not going to take action in a busy city, are you?"
Sun Yin only walked forward slowly: "Everything you do has to pay a price. Since you choose to become a sword, you must have the awareness to be broken."
"No." King Qin Guang felt bad: "Don't you care at all who found me in front of you and what they said to me?"
"It's nothing more than those people from Yizhen Dao. I could have found you first, but you chose to let them find you first." Sun Yin said without emotion: "If you tell them that I am not dead, then I will kill you." You killed me just right. If you don't say anything, then I will kill you, and no one will know about my survival."
King Qin Guang was choked by all his speeches.
This Sun Yin is a sick person and doesn't follow the routine at all.
How unreasonable!
Anyone with a true Taoism can talk, but you can’t?
He took a deep breath, opened his hands wide, his long hair suddenly grew wildly, and his eyes turned green: "Are you trying to kill me anyway?"
Sun Yin smiled: "You still want to resist-"
Suddenly he took a step forward, just one step, and stepped in front of King Qin Guang. The palm wearing a black glove pressed forward so lightly -
The densely packed incantations were crushed into a stream of blue light that filled the sky.
King Qin Guang's feet sank into the floor tiles, he vomited blood and fell backwards, creating a deep ditch in the long street!
As for the bustling crowd on the street, it was only then that they discovered the two people fighting each other. They immediately lost their bearings and fled in all directions, screaming.
"If it weren't for the purpose of avoiding harm to innocent people, you would be dead." Sun Yin walked forward calmly, using his strength to push the crowd away while approaching King Qin Guang.
King Qin Guang just looked at him seriously: "No one can easily use the word 'death' to sentence me."
The blood dyed the corners of his mouth very brightly, and the green light in his eyes was strange and crazy: "I curse you——"
He started to walk back, and he took the initiative to walk towards Sun Yin. With every step he takes, the green light on his body becomes brighter and brighter: "I curse you, you will live without food! Without clothes! No way to walk! No room to sleep..."
This sound was strange, evil, and frightening, as if it had untied some kind of shackles on the world, and released some sneaky things that couldn't roam in the sun.
Each word is like hitting a fou, as if it has become the source of darkness, the end of chaos, and the essence of terror!
The sky is full of green light, and endless negativity is growing crazily wherever it can be attached. Beauty is coated with yellow mud, and people's hearts are covered with green moss. Everything is like this, once it is ruined, it will always be evil!
Sun Yin was unmoved. He just stretched out his hand in front of him, covering his face with his palms parallel to each other, and then gently turned it over, as if he had overturned the world——
boom!
Bang!
Just as they were fighting fiercely and escalating the battle again, a figure suddenly appeared from the beginning. With his face up and his back down, he hit the ground in all directions! There was such a loud noise at the end of the long street that a deep human-shaped indentation was made in the stone bricks on the street.
A dog-skin hat flew feebly in the air.
His black mask was intact, but it was held down firmly by one hand.
It was this hand that kept his mask, pressed his face, pressed his head into the ground, and pinned his whole body into the stone street!
The owner of this hand was a half-crouched man in black robe who fell on the long street at the same time.
This man has a very cold aura, and his eyes are like iron.
The face is completely black, with only the eyes and mouth exposed, and a white portal painted on the forehead. On the white portal, there are letters printed in blood... "Bian Cheng"!
He just pressed Chu Xu, the protector of Pingping Country, half-crouched at the end of the long street, raised his eyes and said coldly: "I said, I am not disturbing you, right?"
King Qin Guang's curses never stopped, but intensified at this time. He strode forward, but there seemed to be a gap between him and Sun Yin.
Sun Yin maintained his posture of turning his palms towards King Qin Guang, turned sideways and looked at King Bian Cheng who suddenly appeared, with a hint of surprise in his tone: "You actually dare to come up to me?"
Not only did he take the initiative to join in, he also brought Chu Xu, who was out in Liguo, with him. It is worthy of being an organization that dares to take on Jing Guo's assassination mission. These people with no door to hell don't know whether to say they are blindly confident or cowardly.
Facing such a powerful real person in this world, King Bian Cheng's attitude remained cold and he only said: "After killing Dongzhen with one sword, I do feel a little more confident."
Chu Xu's voice sounded hard under the mask: "Your Excellency, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent times. Why do you want to press my face to steal the limelight?"
The fact that he could still make a sound meant that his life was safe.
The reason why he remained silent was a sign of his intelligence - he fully understood why King Bian Cheng did not kill him, and even considerately did not lift his mask to protect his hidden face.
He also wanted to let King Bian Cheng know that this consideration was useful.
"I'm sorry." King Bian Cheng replied coldly in a tone that showed no embarrassment at all: "It's just convenient."
Sun Yin asked calmly: "You don't think threats are useful to me, do you? We, the protectors of the Tao, who are afraid of sacrifice for our ideals? After he dies, you can just go and be buried with him."
"Ahem!" Chu Xu, who was pinned in the pit, said quickly: "But, if it is an unnecessary sacrifice, we can avoid it if we can."
The previous Chu Xu died very hastily. He had to do something before he died, right?
It was not until this moment that Li Guo's city guards gathered urgently, and the experts from all walks of life arrived belatedly.
But seeing the blue light flying all over the sky and the power of the tiger-head masked man raising his palms to the sky, who would dare to come forward?
There was only a figure in a wide robe with big sleeves and a jade belt with a folding fan inserted at an angle, striding forward and quickly approaching the battlefield!
Fan Wushu, the genius who governs the country!
He is still at the peak of the outer building, and his cultivation level is even inferior to that of Chu Xu who was pinned in the gravel pit. He is completely unqualified to intervene in such a battlefield. But his clothes are like flags, and his momentum is unabated.
"Young master, stay!" Someone shouted to stop him: "You are a rich man, and the country hopes that you can't take risks lightly!"
Fan Wushu didn't even look back: "Others are fighting in our capital. Even if the people who govern the country are unable to intervene, how can no one watch!?"
(End of chapter)
