Chapter 486: Ancient True Gods 9

Style: Romance Author: Lord KyuubiWords: 2134Update Time: 24/01/12 04:30:51
"Both sides suffer!"

Tongtian couldn't help but feel sad. The second brother was indeed a man of easy calculations. According to what Minghua said, it was not impossible to reach the last step. However, he had the Immortal Killing Sword Formation in his hand. Even if he had not reached Hunyuan, he should not have been defeated.

"Xiao Hua'er, I have the Four Swords of Zhuxian in my hand. Even if I didn't realize Hunyuan at that time, your second uncle alone can't break my Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Minghua was helpless. Master had never thought that both brothers would backstab him.

"I only saw something vaguely, not very clearly; there are four saints in the Po Zhu Immortal Sword Formation, the Grand Master, the Second Master, and the Second Saint of the West."

"Your second uncle has joined forces with the Second Saint of the West?!"

Minghua nodded, "Yes."

"No wonder, the four swords of Zhu Xian must be broken by the four saints. It makes sense for the four of them to break the formation together." Tongtian was agitated. The two brothers were very kind to him, but they were merciless when it came to the needle of the Great Sect.

That's understandable.

Tongtian couldn't accept it, how could the Second Sage of the West interfere in the affairs of the three brothers.

"Don't mention these things until you return to the ancient times; as a teacher, I will go to heaven in person. As for your second uncle, who is also a saint, you have no way to interfere with what I want to do." Go to ask for advice. Out of respect for his two brothers, if he really wanted to do something, he could make the decision alone.

"I'm afraid that the second uncle will think that you and his old man are not of the same mind." When the time comes, there will be no need to coax him.

"It doesn't matter." Suppressing the shock in his heart, Tongtian returned to its former calmness and calmness. "What do you think of Jie Jiao, in addition to sending his direct disciples to work in heaven?"

Minghua nodded repeatedly, wishing, "It's so feasible. They share their luck in Jiejiao, and they really don't do much. It's better to share the luck of Heaven, and do something practical for Heaven, so as not to end up dead in the end." Some died, some escaped, and some brothers were even sent to the West as mounts. It was so miserable. You can't die, and the rest of your life is controlled by others. Life is worse than death!"

"Okay, that's settled then."

"Yuchen, you are a saint. It is not appropriate to go to heaven in person. Why don't you let me go and call my senior brother and second senior sister."

Tongtian lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms, "You want to go out to play again. We are not yet in the wild, and our hearts are wild again."

Minghua raised her eyes to look at him and curled her lips, "Look what you said, I'm just going out for a walk! Why am I going to have fun when I'm doing business?"

"Okay, forget it, go ahead if you want; just call Duobao. Jin Ling is currently thinking about killing the last corpse."

"Senior Sister Jin Ling and Senior Brother Duobao have both beheaded two corpses. Let's see who kills the third corpse first." Minghua said happily: "It's a pity that Senior Sister Wudang and Senior Sister Guiling won't be able to enter the Quasi-Sage for a while. , it all depends on Senior Sister Bixiao’s speed.”

Tongtian nodded and said in a neither salty nor bland manner, "You have already thought enough about them, there is no need to think about them anymore."

"I know, I'm just happy for them; if they could all be promoted to quasi-sages before the Battle of the Gods, how speechless would Tiandao be? The Jie Jiao crushes the Chan Jiao, and Tiandao won't be able to start a war even if it wants us to." Strength. In a crushing war, what is the meaning of becoming a god?

Tiandao wanted to attack Jie Jiao, but in the end, Jie Jiao failed to attack him and gave Jie Jiao another luck?

"It's a good idea, let them go; without the awareness to break away from the way of heaven, they will only end up as quasi-sages in this life."

Minghua didn't say anything anymore. The master was right, and she understood it even at this level. Hunyuan and Saint were also ants in the eyes of others. They couldn't take care of themselves. All they could do was to nudge and pull them out. There are no more.

Arriving at another state capital in the evening, they stayed and rested for the night before continuing on the road.

The next two months went by like this, and Minghua ate a lot of fresh food; some of the food would never be seen in future generations. After having such a feast, Minghua quickly threw it away.

Tongtian saw that she loved to eat, and once she stayed, he asked Zhao Qian to find connections and let him study in the kitchen; what to study? Learn to cook!

Xiaohuaer loves to eat so much, so she must have some skills to keep her stomach. Among the male immortals in the ancient world, there are no people who can cook. Everyone can live forever without eating or drinking. Who would think of practicing cooking skills? ?

As long as he can attract her stomach, those male immortals from the prehistoric times will not be able to fall in her eyes.

When he arrived in Kyoto, he found that Tongtian's skills were very good and he could cook sixty or seventy dishes of various sizes. He felt a sense of accomplishment in cooking, and Tongtian planned to continue cooking and study it carefully.

"Two immortals, please get off the carriage." Zhao Qian stood in front of the carriage and said his invitation.

Tongtian lifted the curtain of the carriage and took a look outside. At this glance, he saw the majestic palace; as well as the emperor and a group of ministers, concubines, princes and princesses standing at the entrance of the palace. As for Zhao Qian, who was standing beside the carriage, he was He ignored it.

"arrive?"

"Well, we're here. Zhao Qian's family is outside; maybe all the masters in the palace are here." Tongtian shook his head, "It's such a big battle."

Minghua said: "We don't know Zhao Qian's identity."

"Just hold on still. As an immortal, Zhao Qian will ask for forgiveness after the banquet is over." There is no need for them to do anything or say anything.

"Um."

Minghua nodded in agreement, and Tongtian said to the people outside the carriage, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone lifted the curtain in front of the carriage; Tongtian, who was dressed in green, stepped out of the carriage, turned around and stretched out his hand, and Minghua, who was dressed in green, came out and was helped out of the carriage by him.

She is dressed in emerald green, with a graceful figure and hair like a snake. The jewelry is simple but eye-catching.

After getting off the carriage, the two stood side by side. The tacit understanding between them allowed the people who came to greet them to see some clues; they all sighed with emotion, the beauty of men and women, such an immortal appearance, especially the fair and delicate face of the female fairy, and the skin is so beautiful. alright.

In ancient times, a woman's face began to decline after the age of twenty, and her pores gradually became enlarged; her face was not as natural as when she was a teenager. Therefore, the early marriage of ancient women was also related to their appearance.

Fifteen or sixteen is the best age, and you don’t need to take care of yourself to maintain your beauty. However, once you pass the age of twenty, your beauty begins to suffer from various conditions, which affects the relationship between men and women.

Minghua's delicate and fair face made all the women in the harem envious; she looked to be in her early twenties, but as a true god, she must be more than twenty years old, but her skin was so good that she didn't look old.

"Emperor of the Daxuan Dynasty, Zhao Gou pays homage to the two immortals."

"Meet the two immortals."

Everyone knelt down, including Zhao Qian.

As the emperor, Zhao Gou was the only one who did not kneel down; but he also bowed deeply, bending his waist to 90 degrees and keeping his posture as straight as possible.

Minghua glanced at everyone. Most of the people who came to pick him up were nobles and had a place in the court. Of course, there were also some who were not nobles and were children of poor families, but had a strong say in the court. As for the people in the harem, she automatically omitted them.

The future emperor of the Daxuan Dynasty has been decided, so there is no need to pay attention to other people; how to implement the women's policy is a matter between them and Zhao Gou and Zhao Qian.