"King of Nanlu..." Tang Ping muttered this name in Qunyu Mountain Cave Mansion.
Over the years, King Nanlu's attitude towards him has improved a lot, and he intends to let him manage the affairs of Mingzhu Palace. His status has improved a lot.
Tang Ping believed that this guy might have a high probability of succeeding him as the palace master.
The reason lies in Nanluhua.
Nan Luhua didn't live up to his expectations, and he hadn't made a breakthrough in more than 40 years. Perhaps he was under too much pressure, so he almost missed every time.
As expected, Nanlu King's real purpose should be to put himself in the front, while Nanluhua practices peacefully in the rear.
"As for Jiang Yuan, he must be another trump card."
Tang Ping probably guessed it.
After all, death is like a lamp going out. No matter how powerful the King of Nanlu is, he cannot interfere with what happens after death. He probably thought that he couldn't lose his big tail, so he colluded with Jiang Yuan.
What they imagined was that Tang Ping suddenly became powerful one day, and Nanluhua couldn't defeat him even if he broke through, so they would lure Jiang Yuan over to kill Tang Ping.
After all, Ren Jia was killed by Du Yu, and Du Yu was Tang Ping's disciple.
At that time, when the inside and outside are combined, Tang Ping can be killed and the dove's plan to occupy the magpie's nest can be completed.
"Haha, can you do it?" Tang Ping sneered.
I'm afraid they still don't know that they have broken through the realm of manifesting the spiritual body.
This realm is equivalent to the Dinxia realm. Because it is a ghost, the number of people in this realm is much less than that of Dinxia.
"No matter what, the Palace Master is still worthy of being honored."
Dinxia Realm is another way of cultivation.
Zi Xuan Dan is much less effective in this realm of his, and this realm requires absorbing the heavenly energy.
The Wandering God Realm absorbs underground turbid air, which is evil spirit.
The manifested spirit realm absorbs the pure air from the sky, which is also Gang Qi.
Gang and evil are united into one, clear and turbid are distinct, and this is the great road.
Therefore, the spiritual realm requires resources, collecting Gang Qi, and researching stronger elixirs.
What's more important is to collect the skills of the spiritual realm.
There are still about 30,000 proficiency levels in cultivation. Once you practice this to perfection, there will be nothing left to cultivate.
Mingzhu Shrine is somewhat famous, and it is considered a good sect in the south. After all, it has the reputation of a snake with a candle in its mouth.
Coupled with the communication with Dongyi, Tang Ping can use this platform to obtain more powerful skills.
All in all, this platform cannot be abandoned and must be grasped; but Tang Ping does not want to take risks.
Thinking of this, Tang Ping frowned and paced in place. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he sketched a strange smile:
"Yes, if you want me to be a puppet, then I will be a "puppet" known to everyone, haha!"
At this time, a sword light fell on the top of the mountain.
Tang Ping went out and saw that it was Li Yuan.
Forty years have not left any mark on his face.
Li Yuan has become the new leader of Yangjian.
"What are you doing here?" Tang Ping asked curiously.
"The Wanlong Jade Seal is in Meishan. A strange phenomenon appeared yesterday. The Jade Seal has been completed according to your instructions." Li Yuan brought good news.
"Great, take me to see it."
Tang Ping waved his hand, and a bronze tiger flew out of his sleeve.
The bronze tiger swelled in the wind, manifesting a body more than ten feet long, with a hollow back and a seat inside.
The two got on the car, started the tiger car, and flew to Meishan, Chu State.
The mountain is very prosperous.
The last statistics were made a hundred years ago. After a hundred years of development, the circle with Qunyu Mountain as the center has increased by hundreds of miles.
That is fifty kilometers.
The more the circle expands, the final area becomes larger and larger.
In one hundred years, it expanded to a total area of about 12,000 square kilometers.
In addition to the original area of 44,000 square kilometers, Tang Ping divided it into 30 counties, covering a population of 4.5 million.
This is the heartland of the gods.
"With thirty counties, the population is estimated to be much higher."
The resource integration ability under the county system is too strong.
The total territory of Chu State is a hundred times that of this place, and its population is only 40 million.
If the county system were expanded a hundred times, the population might be four to five billion, or even more.
Of course, there is no rush, just take your time.
Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis.
Soon, a thousand-foot-tall mountain appeared ahead.
This mountain is towering and covered with clouds.
No matter what time of day it is, it always looks like the sky when the sun sets in the evening.
The green and gloomy energy gathers into clouds, and there are all kinds of rampant soldiers on them. The highest one is naturally waving flags and shouting rampant soldiers.
When Tang Ping breaks through the realm this time, he will probably understand a higher level of rampant soldiers.
There is an altar that reaches the sky on the top of the mountain, and smoke is constantly flowing from the altar all year round.
The mountain god, water god, and forest god are all integrated into one. After hundreds of years of conditioning, it turned into a majestic mountain.
Under the altar is a middle-aged man wearing a purple star robe, his eyebrows dyed red with cinnabar, and a big black dog lying at his feet.
Decades ago, there was a Zhang Wulang in the underworld.
Zhang Wulang replaced Zhang Fumaoshutinghou.
Zhang Fu was the eldest son of Zhang Wulang. He did not live long and his position was taken over by his father Zhang Wulang after his death.
As for the leader of the Yang Realm, his youngest son Zhang Xian will naturally succeed him.
Zhang Xian's ability is not outstanding, but his performance is sufficient.
Zhang Xian opened his eyes and saw that it was Tang Ping. After bowing, he brought a sandalwood box on the altar.
"Marquis Shen, this is the Jade Seal of Ten Thousand Dragons. Take a look."
Tang Ping opened the box, and a dragon roar came over him. He saw the dragons on the Wanlong Jade Seal swimming on the jade seal, like small loaches.
There are definitely not as many Wanlong Jade Seals as there are Wanlong.
In addition to the common metal, wood, water, fire and earth, there are also mirages such as lightning, frost, darkness, illusion and so on.
Tang Ping can summon a spirit manifesting realm and ten Qi refining realm divine dragons.
The size can be large or small, and it can also be used as a tank to carry soldiers, and its power will be doubled.
"Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Tang Ping rewarded him with some elixirs as usual, and then flew back to Qunyu Mountain.
"Top spiritual weapon? What a pity, it's not a divine weapon." Tang Ping thought to himself.
I don’t know if it’s because of the age, or if it’s incomplete recovery of strength, but the Ten Thousand Dragons Jade Seal doesn’t meet the standards of a divine weapon.
Magical weapons, spiritual weapons, and divine weapons are the standards for artifacts. Artifacts are called artifacts because they have gods. They have certain spiritual intelligence, or they can transform into gods to fight on behalf of their masters.
Divine weapons may be strong or weak, but they are better than spiritual weapons.
But top-level spiritual weapons are enough for self-defense.
It didn’t take long after I returned to Qunyushan.
A group of people flew from the sky, probably more than two hundred snake people.
The whole sky is full of wind and rain.
"Old Yuding, the King of Nanlu invites you."
The snake man looked serious, with a tone that could not be refused.
Tang Ping walked out of Wuya Palace. He seemed to have had a premonition of something. His expression was solemn and he cupped his hands and said, "General, please lead the way."
"yes!"
Everyone flew to Jianxia Ghost Market.
The river near Jianxia Ghost Market is full of snake people patrolling the water.
Under the water are shark-men, fish-headed men, fish-scale men, two-headed fish men, and other alien species that are attached to the fish-men.
There are tattooed human armies on the shore, there are also Shangchi's snake army, and there are bird-headed men in the sky.
Bird-headed people are not feathered people, and feathered people are not bird-headed people.
The history of bird-headed people is even longer than that of feathered people. Bird-headed people held the position of wizards in ancient times. In the Zhuanxu dynasty, one of the Five Emperors, even all the officials were birds, and the whole court was full of chirping.
There are strange people in the trees wearing colorful clothes that blend in with the environment.
These should be people from Diaoti Kingdom, Xiaofu Kingdom, and Nanlu Kingdom.
Tang Ping looked from the sky and saw that there were at least hundreds of thousands of troops.
With all the troops out this time, the King of Nanlu might really be in trouble.
Tang Ping and others are on the way.
A worry-free country.
Compared with the tightness of the outer perimeter, this place is much looser, probably because most of the troops have been dispatched to other places.
In the hall, there are only King Nanlu, Nanlu Hua, twenty-two direct descendants of the Nanlu clan, and seven or eight Qi-eating wandering gods from other races.
Because the Nanlu family is so dominant, it squeezes the living space of other ethnic groups, so masters from other ethnic groups are becoming increasingly rare.
Even so, there are still many Yu Shen Shi Qi masters in the middle and lower classes.
This is because some of them are sent abroad, otherwise there would be more experts.
The King of Nanlu who was above the main hall was very old. His face was covered with black spots, his scales fell off, and he had a bald spot here and a bald spot there.
Originally, he wasn't that old, and could at least use his magic power to maintain himself for a while. But now his magic power was dissipating, and casting more magic would only speed up his death.
Nan Luhua looked sad and remained silent.
"Is the person here?" King Nanlu was a little dissatisfied.
"On the way." Nan Luhua knew he was referring to Tang Ping.
"Just in time, I have something to tell you."
King Nanlu spit out three pitch-black scales the size of a normal person's palm, with crooked red flame patterns on them.
"These are scales given by the Candle-bearing Snake God. They contain the World-Destroying Divine Fire, which can only be controlled by refining Qi. After I leave, you must not be too showy and must concentrate on your practice. Hide the scales and don't let anyone know its whereabouts!"
King Nanlu gave his instructions again and again.
It's still not very good during the breath-eating period. You must reach a higher level to control the divine fire.
"I will give Yu Ding a slap in the face later and make him agree to give you the authority of the Snake Tribe and the other three countries regardless of anything. During this period, we must unify the other two countries and the Nanlu Kingdom."
"Yes!" Nanluhua couldn't help but burst into tears. King Nanlu's earnest teachings were all for the sake of future generations.
"Can't you, ancestor, become a ghost?"
Nanluhua still doesn’t give up.
King Nanlu shook his head.
There is no use turning into a ghost. His lifespan has come to an end, and his soul is like a candle without oil. Even if he turns into a ghost, he is still the lowest ghost. He can be bullied by others, and his secrets may be exposed.
The secret methods of turning ghosts of other forces are not released just before death, when the soul power is simply not enough; instead, they are arranged decades before death, and they die at the right time to ensure that more souls can be retained. strength.
Soon, Tang Ping arrived.
"You guys go out first, Tang Ping stays."
King Nanlu seemed to have returned to his original state of mind, his face was quite rosy, and his eyes seemed to be filled with flames, staring at Tang Ping with deep meaning.
"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"
"Is there any elixir that can extend your life? I will thank you greatly."
King Nanlu asked again.
Tang Ping smiled bitterly when he heard this and said: "Your Majesty, this is the eightieth time you have asked me. I really don't have any. If there were, I would have developed a long time ago."
"good."
King Nanlu did not continue to ask questions, he just wanted to deceive, and he could do whatever he could to deceive the best.
The next second, King Nanlu suddenly changed his face.
boom!
The palace door suddenly closed tightly.
The body of King Nanlu slowly grew longer, then grew rapidly, spreading all over the hall. His whole head hung upside down, his eyes glowed red, and a wave of mental pressure came over him.
"Jade Cauldron, kneel down!!"
The King of Nanlu shouted angrily, the bright red snake letter kept spitting out, and an invisible pressure swept over him.
This was the intention of King Nanlu.
Use your spirit to overwhelm Tang Ping's mind and establish an irresistible majesty in his heart.
King Nanlu thought of various ways to restrain Tang Ping, including poisoning, but Tang Ping was an excellent alchemist, so this method was not feasible.
Then I thought of mental control. This kind of control will decrease as time goes by, but the period is enough for Nan Luhua to break through.
As for what kind of damage Tang Ping's soul would suffer, that was not part of his plan. His goal was only for the continuation of the race and the inheritance of the throne.
King Nanlu saw Tang Ping standing still, his eyes gradually becoming confused, thinking that this boy had indeed been tricked.
"Pfft!!"
At this time, Tang Ping chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
"You! How is that possible!" King Nanlu's eyes nearly popped out.
Why is there nothing wrong with Tang Ping?
"Is there a possibility that I am stronger than you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ping's body glowed slightly, and a stronger momentum flashed away.
King Nanlu's pupils shrank, and he was extremely shocked. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who are you? Why are you hiding so deeply?"
Whizzing!
On the top, the snake body between the eaves kept swimming, trying to break through the roof and go out to alert others.
Tang Ping didn't panic, flipped his right hand, and the invisible energy formed an air sword.
Wow!
The Qi Sword flew out and divided into three hundred and sixty-five.
Bang bang bang!
The divine sword penetrated the body of King Nanlu.
"Ugh!!" Nanlu King was in pain and couldn't help shouting.
His body was firmly nailed to the ground, and no matter how much he made any noise, it could not be heard outside.
Da da da……
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and Tang Ping squatted in front of King Nanlu with a smile on his face.
King Nanlu's eyes were filled with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable villain, shameless scum! What can we do to you?"
"I should be the one to say this, right? You old man, how many tricks have you played for your descendants? If I hadn't made a breakthrough, I wouldn't have been tricked to death by you."
"You...wow!!" King Nanlu was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hey, don't worry, I will take good care of your property, so go with peace of mind."
When King Nanlu thought that such a powerful man was hiding in the Mingzhu Palace, and that his descendants still didn't know about it, he felt filled with fear.
"My king...I...please..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Ping pointed out again, and the King of Nanlu was furious.
After tidying up, taking away the bottles and secret books in the storage bag, Tang Ping unlocked the surrounding restrictions.
"Your Majesty!! Your Majesty!!"
Tang Ping shouted sharply.
People outside rushed in.
Seeing the body of King Nanlu, everyone cried out in grief.
"What else did the king say?" Nan Luhua asked.
"The king said that I will inherit the position of palace master."
"Meet the Palace Master!"
Nan Luhua did not doubt it, but greeted him directly.
In his opinion, all this belongs to him, and he only lets Tang Ping keep it for the time being.
Since Nan Luhua had no objection, the others followed suit.
"The formal succession ceremony will be held in three days, and the funeral of King Nanlu will also be held!"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Ping read out the temporary order to everyone while coughing and pretending to be weak.
Ren Nanluhua was the Lord of the Three Kingdoms and the Lord of the Ghost Market, with full power over all worldly affairs.
That's right, Tang Ping's idea is very simple, then let himself become a puppet known to the world, let the snake people stand in front, and just develop on his own.
"Of course, I am a not-so-smart puppet. If I get into a little trouble, you guys shouldn't have any objections, right?"
Looking at the delighted Snake Tribe below, Tang Ping looked strange.
(End of chapter)
