The vast sea of clouds rolls in endlessly.
A top-quality holy-level spirit boat broke through the void in the dense clouds and mist.
This spirit boat seems to have very amazing spatial attributes.
The space in the sky that the spirit boat "crushed" was greatly shrunk.
This allows the spirit boat to achieve the effect of "shrinking the ground into an inch". If the spirit boat flies a hundred feet, it is equivalent to a thousand feet, and if it flies a thousand feet, it is the same as ten thousand feet.
Inside the spirit boat.
On a small, simple wooden table, there were three simple wines and dishes, as well as a pot of warm wine.
At both ends of the square table, Luo Fu and the Medical Sage sat opposite each other, raising glasses to drink.
The Medical Saint put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "Little friend Luo is a very busy man. I heard that the Alchemy Saint Sun Haoran once invited me warmly and even talked about the wine, but I didn't get this opportunity."
"Now, it has become a great honor to have a drink with Mr. Luo."
After saying that, the medical sage laughed.
Luo Fu smiled lightly and shook his head: "Mr. Luo, please stop teasing me."
Luo Qingfeng looked at Luo Fu with a smile and said, "Little friend Luo has become a Taoist Immortal of the Four Arts at this age. This achievement makes me ashamed."
"Speaking of which, every time I see Mr. Luo, I can't help but think of someone."
Luo Fu picked up the pot and stood up. While pouring wine for Luo Qingfeng, he said casually: "Oh?"
Luo Qingfeng said: "In Luo Xiaoyou, I see the shadow of the Holy Ruins Empress."
"Empress of the Holy Ruins?" Luo Fu sat back on the futon and said, "Looking at the name, this person is the owner of the Canglan Holy Ruins?"
The Medical Saint nodded and said with emotion: "She is a legend."
"She is the first of the seven great alchemy saints, the first of the seven great weapon saints, the first of the seven great formation saints, and the first of the seven great talisman saints."
"In addition to these four Qingtian Avenues, she is also ranked second among the other eight Qingtian Avenues."
"You have met Xiahou Tianyang, the Po-Xu Sword Saint. He is the first of the seven great Sword Saints, and the Holy Ruins Empress is the second."
"Moreover, he also has unique insights into all the disciples, and the lowest is at the level of Taoist Immortal."
Luo Fu was stunned for a moment and wondered: "Is there such a strange person in the world? She must be quite old."
Good guy!
The Empress of the Holy Ruins single-handedly took over the position of leader of the Four Arts Avenue.
At the same time, there are also important achievements in other avenues and byways.
How many years did this old woman have to live?
The Medical Saint smiled slightly: "She initiated the first session of the Canglan Discussion. After that, she took the title of the leader of the Canglan Discussion, the Master of the Canglan Discussion."
"Basically, as long as she is around, she must be Master Canglan."
"However, a thousand years ago, the Holy Ruins Empress announced that she would no longer compete for the title of Master Canglan and gave this opportunity to others."
Hearing this, Luo Fu felt a little regretful: "Really? I originally wanted to meet this legendary old woman."
"Old lady?" The Medical Saint was stunned for a moment, then said: "Little friend Luo, don't regret it. The Empress of the Holy Ruins will still participate in the Canglan Discussion, but most of the time, she will only be a bystander."
"If during the discussion, there is an inspiration that interests her, she will still participate in the discussion and have some fun."
Luo Fu said: "This person is almost an all-rounder. No wonder even Mr. Luo calls her a legend."
The great sages themselves are already legends among legends, but for the medical sages to be called legends, you can imagine how outrageous it is.
The Medical Saint said seriously: "Little friend Luo, although you are quite excellent in the four arts, after all, you are only at the fourth level of Palace Soul."
"If you offend the Dongyang Divine Dynasty, you will definitely get burned."
"This time I go to Canglan to discuss Taoism, I must make good friends and make more friends with Taoist immortals and Taoist saints from various Taoisms."
"Because your level is too low, the Dongyang Divine Dynasty will be wary of dealing with you only if your connections are stronger."
"It would be best if you can get to know the Empress of the Holy Ruins. Even if you can't, at least don't offend her."
The Medical Sage knew Luo Fu well, and he was very aware of Luo Fu's arrogant character.
It can be seen from just one place.
Luo Fu rarely calls himself a "junior" in front of the Alchemy Sage, Medical Sage, and Taoist Sages.
Even in front of Sect Master Nalan, he rarely calls himself "disciple" and most of the time calls himself "I".
With an unyielding character like Luo Fu's, it was indeed possible for him to inadvertently offend the Empress of the Holy Ruins.
Now, Luo Fu understood it, but he laughed dumbly: "It seems that in Mr. Luo's eyes, I am just a troublemaker."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Little friend Luo, after drinking this glass of wine, enter the Mustard Seed Time and Space Tower and go into seclusion."
"Mr. Luo, please!"
"please!"
…
Dongyang Divine Dynasty, Dongyang Imperial Palace.
Lieyang Palace.
Six imposing and luxuriously dressed princes stood upright in the middle of the hall.
These six princes all have handsome features and an aristocratic temperament between their brows that ordinary people cannot match.
At the top of the main hall, there are two high seats.
On a golden dragon chair, sitting with a golden sword, a man with a Chinese character face.
This man's eyebrows are like knives, his nose is straight and his mouth is wide. His facial lines are like those of a knife or an axe, revealing an aura of calmness and self-power.
This person is clearly the Dongyang Emperor of the Dongyang Divine Dynasty.
On the left hand is a high silver seat. On the seat is an old man with a detached temperament and an immortal manner.
This person is the leader of the Seven Poison Saints in Canglan Continent.
The Poison Saint who destroys the Tao, Cang Yanling.
Now, Emperor Dongyang's majestic gaze swept across the following six princes.
A stern voice said: "A total of thirty-six princes from the six major divine dynasties went to Canglan Lun Dao to become their disciples."
"And in the end, the Taoist saints of each Qingtian Avenue will only accept six to twelve disciples as disciples."
"You must cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Now, Fellow Taoist Cang Yanling will explain to you the process of becoming a disciple."
"Fellow Taoist Yan Ling, I'm sorry."
Poison Saint Cang Yanling smiled slightly and stood up.
However, that seemingly kind smile was always filled with a hint of hostility.
"Princes, please listen carefully."
"If you want to become a disciple, you must first pass a simple test of the Holy Son."
"The Canglan Holy Ruins is divided into two levels: upper and lower. The upper level is a fairy mountain hidden in the sea of clouds, which is called the Holy Ruins Fairy Palace."
"The lower level is a vast island called Shengxu Immortal Island."
"At that time, the Empress of Shengxu will disguise herself, come down from Shengxu Immortal Palace to Shengxu Immortal Island, and mingle among the various cultivators."
"This Holy Son Trial is to ask you to accurately identify the Holy Ruins Empress from all walks of life and capture her."
Hearing this, the six princes were all stunned.
A tall and handsome prince stood up, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Poison Saint, this junior is the twelfth prince, Dongyang Zhengfeng."
"Junior, I have something unclear. If I were asked to wait and arrest the Holy Ruins Empress, would it be... too offensive?"
"What's more, with how much cultivation the Holy Ruins Empress has, how can we catch her?"
The other princes nodded.
The Poison Saint Cang Yanling chuckled and said: "The so-called arrest, of course, does not really mean that you are going to catch the Holy Ruins Empress."
"As long as you can identify her and shout 'Trial of the Holy Son' within five steps in front of her."
"At that time, the Holy Ruins Empress will take out a colorful bouquet. All you need to do is grab one flower from her hand."
"The Empress of the Holy Ruins will randomly ask three questions to those who successfully capture the flowers. As long as they can answer one of them correctly, they will pass the trial."
"Of course, during the whole process, the Holy Ruins Empress will not take the initiative to run away. As long as you can identify her, she will stand still."
"Therefore!" Cang Yanling's expression condensed: "Qian Qian Qian, don't make any disrespectful move towards the empress! Remember!"
Dongyang Zhengfeng smiled slightly: "It turns out that it is Shengxu Empress who wants to test our knowledge."
"So, after passing the Holy Son trial, can I become a disciple?"
Poison Saint shook his head: "The test of the Holy Son is the first step. After passing this test, you will be qualified to enter the Holy Ruins Immortal Palace and listen to Canglan's discussion."
"As for who can successfully become a disciple, it depends on whether the Taoist saint you want to worship can take a fancy to you."
At this time, a tall and tall prince stood up and smiled at Dongyang Zhengfeng: "Twelve Emperors, you and I both want to join the sect of Xiahou Tianyang, Poxu Sword Master."
"When the time comes, I will not be merciful and will definitely be the first to steal the Empress's flowers."
Dongyang Zhengfeng smiled slightly: "Brother Jiuhuang, we still don't know who will win the flower. Let's wait and see."
Although the two were chatting and laughing, their tone was tense and they refused to give in to each other.
Xiahou Tianyang is the leader of the seven great sword masters!
If they could become the disciples of this person, these princes of Dongyang, who seemed so amiable on the surface, would probably do anything they could.
At this moment, a panicked shout came into Lieyang Palace.
"Emperor, something bad has happened. His Highness, the Sixteenth Prince, has been deposed!"
While the words were still floating, three figures rushed into the hall in an instant.
It was the two marshals who protected the country, supporting the sixteenth prince, Dongyang Zhengxiong, whose cultivation and lower body had been abolished.
Emperor Dongyang's expression darkened, and he suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.
A ray of spiritual consciousness quickly examined Dongyang Zhengxiong's injuries.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Dongyang became furious and roared with splitting eyes: "Who ruined my sixteenth prince's cultivation and shattered his lower body!"
The twelfth prince, who was chatting and laughing just now, was struck by five thunders at this moment. He stared at his favorite sixteenth prince in disbelief, with eyes like a falcon, and tears suddenly rolled down his face.
Dongyang Zhengxiong knelt on the ground and screamed miserably: "Father, brother Twelve Emperors, you must make the decision for me!"
"It was Luo Fu from the Penglai Divine Sect who hurt the child!"
Emperor Dongyang's eyes were bloodshot with anger: "Penglai Divine Sect? Luo Fu!?"
"Nalan Xuance is so brave. Even though I helped him, he actually indulged his disciples and ruined my prince!"
"This great emperor will go to the Penglai Divine Sect immediately, pull out Na Luo Fu, and cut him into pieces with a thousand swords!"
"Wait a minute!" Poison Saint stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Great Emperor, please be patient and let me ask you a few more questions."
Like a Poison Saint, he immediately saw the crux of the matter. His gloomy eyes glanced at the two marshals who protected the country: "Why are you going to Penglai Shenzong?"
"What's more, with two marshals who protect the country following him, how could the Sixteenth Prince be so seriously injured by a first-order disciple?"
"I have heard a little bit about Nalan Xuance's character. He should not have the personality to bully the younger ones."
The faces of the two marshals turned red, and the old marshal clasped his fists and said, "Emperor Qi, this time it is indeed, alas, His Highness Zhengxiong went to Penglai Shenzong privately to marry Fang Luxuan, a disciple of Shenzong."
"Nalan Sect Master did not take action. It was because the Medical Saint Luo Qingfeng was Luo Fu's backer that he forced His Highness Sixteenth to challenge Luo Fu."
Then, the whole process was explained in detail.
"That's it." Poison Saint chuckled.
Emperor Dongyang roared angrily: "No matter what the reason is, this emperor has such a noble status. He wants to kill Na Luo Fu because of his ancestor's virtue!"
"How dare Luo Fu fight back? It's already a heinous crime. He deposed the Sixteenth Emperor, and he deserves death!"
"This great emperor will kill that little beast Luo Fu right now!"
Poison Saint smiled slightly: "Great Emperor, you can't do this."
"Luo Qingfeng is very popular in the casual cultivator world. If he kills Luo Fu at this time, he may anger Luo Qingfeng and affect the plans of the six princes to become disciples."
The twelfth prince, Dongyang Zhengfeng, stood up with tears in his eyes and said through gritted teeth: "I would rather not become a disciple, but I would cut Na Luo Fu into pieces to avenge my brother Zhengxiong!"
"Senior Poison Saint, is it possible that you want to protect that beast Luo Fu just because Emperor Zhengxiong made a mistake first?"
"Is there a mistake first?" Poison Saint looked up to the sky and smiled: "This Poison Saint, how have I ever put right and wrong in my eyes?"
His tone changed and he said solemnly: "Then Luo Fu must die, but not now."
