The golden light shines brightly on the high dragon platform, and the clouds in the sky are surging into groups. The gazes of the sea of people are as hot as the sun. There are ten coiled dragon pillars on the side and rear, respectively hanging the flags of the ten sects in the Imperial City Battle. If it is completely eliminated, a coiled dragon pillar will be removed. At this moment, only a large flag with gold embroidery on a white background was left fluttering in the wind.
"Shushan faction!"
The wave of shouts ended as Emperor Yu ascended the Dragon Platform. Normally, at this stage, a big shot from the Supervisory Office would come out to make an announcement, but this time the emperor personally took the stage to do the roll call, and he was obviously in a good mood.
"After many days of competition, the winner of this Immortal Sect Conference is... the Shushan Sect!" There was a hint of joy in the emperor's majestic voice.
The identity of Chu Liang's imperial younger brother is actually only a small part of the reason. The main reason is that the Penglai family has been dominant for too long. If any sect wins the championship with Penglai's feet, His Majesty will inevitably be delighted.
"Ling Ao! Xu Ziyang! Jiang Yuebai!" He read out the names of these young people one by one, "and my imperial brother, Chu Liang!"
"He is the top scholar of this class!"
Whenever he pronounces a name, the twelve drums on the city wall will be beaten at the same time. All the audience will not hesitate to cheer and shout. Even the auspicious clouds in the sky are cheering for these young people.
This is the most dazzling name in this generation!
In a short period of time from now on, they will spread all over the world and become known to the whole world. No matter where these young people go in the future, the honor they receive today is enough to be proud of for a lifetime.
The whole city of Yu is boiling for them!
At this moment, Chu Liang had no time to pay attention to this. He was lying in Jiang Yuebai's arms with his eyes closed peacefully. Jiang Yuebai sat in the medical hall under the imperial city, letting Chu Liang's head rest on his lap, waiting for the Supervisory Order to treat Chu Liang's injuries in person.
"It's strange..." The Supervisor next to him frowned and said, "I have used my true energy to hold his lifeline, and all he has suffered are flesh and blood injuries. Although the injuries are serious... his body is so strong that it has been repaired long ago. Now that you have a good foundation, you shouldn’t be in a coma again.”
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Yuebai patted Chu Liang's face, "It's time to wake up."
"Well..." Chu Liang's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.
"If you delay any longer, you'll miss the roll call at Longtai. Stop pretending." Jiang Yuebai said again.
"Hiss..." Chu Liang suddenly opened his eyes, covered the back of his head, and said drowsily: "If you want to say that I fainted, I must have fainted. But why can I still hear some faint sounds? I I could hear a heavenly voice calling me, and calling me back."
Jiang Yuebai smiled helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you."
Chu Liang looked at her face and realized that although some beauties looked surprisingly beautiful from a distance, when they looked at them up close... they were even more beautiful.
"Why did you admit defeat?" he asked.
When Jiang Yuebai heard this, she rolled her eyes at him angrily.
It turns out that this kid even heard this part.
This means that he may not have fainted from the beginning to the end. He just fell and was caught by himself, and that was it.
"You deserve this." After a pause, she stood up and pointed outside the city wall, "Everyone is shouting your name."
Although Chu Liang's injuries were serious, as the Supervisory Order said, they were all flesh wounds. For practitioners, especially Chu Liang's strong recovery power, the basic part was healed in a moment, and the rest was slowly healed. Just rest and recuperate, it’s not a big deal. Although he can no longer fight at this moment, there is no inconvenience in his movements.
There are several such halls in a row. Immortal disciples who were injured in the battle of the imperial city are treated here. Yang Yuhu is standing at the door of one of them.
He was also listening to the sounds outside, dazed.
When he saw Chu Liang coming out, he was a little embarrassed, but Chu Liang greeted him with a smile first: "Brother Yang, is your brother okay?"
"Brother... he's not seriously injured. He can rest for a few days." Yang Yuhu replied, and then muttered: "Congratulations."
Yang Shenlong's Qinglong inheritance is the most healing, and he believes that the healing speed will not be slower than his own.
"Thank you." Chu Liang nodded lightly.
Then he and Jiang Yuebai jumped up and appeared on the high wall of the imperial city. Here, Ling Ao and Xu Ziyang have been waiting for a while. As long as Chu Liang and the others arrive, they can board the Dragon Platform together.
Seeing Jiang Yuebai and Chu Liang appear together, the already loud cheers rose again.
At the beginning, when Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai approached, most of the sounds that came out were "dog thieves" and the like. But now, the words "perfect match" are heard all around, and no one dares to disagree.
Even if there are a few Jiang Jiang die-hards who are unwilling to accept the reality, someone will immediately jump out and give a stern warning.
A talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match, is it your turn to be opposed by a monster like you?
"Come!" The emperor waved his hand.
The four Chu and Liang people climbed onto the dragon platform together, and then palace officials came to dress them with gold crowns, jade belts, colorful satin, and red embroidery... The four people were immediately dressed up beautifully.
Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai stood in the center, like a pair of grooms and brides, Xu Ziyang looked like a handsome and heroic best man, Ling Ao... looked like the bride's street kid brother, who had to bite the bullet and send his sister off because his father was drunk. Get married.
In this atmosphere of universal celebration, the emperor held Chu Liang's hand and said, "No. 1 Scholar, please tell everyone something."
As the newly promoted champion of the Immortal Sect, Chu Liang had exactly what to say. On the dragon platform, there is no need to raise your voice, it will immediately spread throughout the city and be remembered by people.
He took a step forward and cleared his throat. The young man's heroic figure stood in all the glory. Even though he was used to seeing big scenes, he could not help but feel some ups and downs.
Chu Liang calmed down a little, and then finally said excitedly: "Family members..."
"Shushan Hongmian Peak will open a batch of new stores in Yudu Xianrenfang. If you win the first prize this month, all products will be 50% off!"
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When almost all the people of Yudu gathered outside the imperial city, there was a little boy who didn't care about the Immortal Gate Conference.
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
He was holding a small turtle in his hand. The turtle's head drooped limply, and the little boy sat on the ground and cried.
At this time, an old and gentle voice suddenly came from the side.
"Kid, what are you sad about?"
The little boy looked up and saw an old man wearing coarse linen clothes with a long beard and white hair. He looked extremely kind. He didn't know how old he was. His face was almost covered by his white beard and hair, and he could only see a smile.
"My little turtle died..." the little boy said sadly: "Everyone was running over there just now to watch the Fairy Gate Convention, and the little turtle accidentally crawled into the middle of the road and was trampled to death!"
"Then...do you want him to be resurrected?" the kind old man suddenly asked.
"Huh?" The little boy raised his head strangely. Although he was young, he also knew that the dead could not be resurrected. "Is it okay?"
"As long as you make a wish sincerely, then I can help you realize your wish." The kind old man said with a smile.
When the little boy heard this, he immediately closed his eyes and made a wish: "Then I sincerely hope that the little turtle will come back to life."
As his words came out, the old man gently brushed the little turtle's body with his hand, and something magical happened.
The turtle's head, which was originally drooping softly, actually slowly stood up. The little turtle raised its head again and started shaking from side to side.
"Huh?" The little boy's eyes widened in surprise, "The little turtle is actually alive!"
When he looked at the old man, his eyes seemed to be looking at an old god, "Grandpa, you are so awesome!"
"Haha." The old man smiled softly and asked, "Are you happy?"
"Happy!" The little boy nodded heavily.
"Then I helped you realize your wish, can you do me a favor too?" the old man asked kindly.
"Yeah!" The little boy nodded again and asked, "How can I help you?"
"Can you help me sing this song to your little friends?" The old man's voice seemed to be imprinted with some kind of imprint, and it was written into the little boy's mind.
As a child, he actually memorized the long song after listening to it once and could not forget it. Then he skipped to the streets and alleys to find his friends to sing the song.
"Ziweiyin, Yinghuo Gao, the heavenly master comes to the world to kill the demons."
"The dragon pond is in chaos, the divine fire disappears, and the dragon-slaying knife in the chaos leaves the mountain."
(End of chapter)
