Central hall.
The incense is ethereal.
The three people from Yu Liancheng have been sent to Longchi, and only two brothers, Zhao Danxia and Zhao Danping, are left in the room.
"Originally I was a little worried. Even if you don't fight to the death with Emperor Murong Tong, you will just walk away."
Zhao Danxia picked up the teacup, blew away the floating tea leaves, took a sip, and said with a smile on her face, "I didn't expect that the relationship would be resolved smoothly in the end, and a good relationship would even be formed."
Zhao Danping smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, do you think that I have only been writing Qingci by the Emperor's side all these years?"
The inheritance of Tianshi Mansion is mostly passed down from father to son. If the previous headmaster has no heirs, he will be inherited by his brothers, uncles and nephews. There is no precedent for inheritance by Taoists or women with other surnames.
The previous headmaster, the Heavenly Master, had no heirs. He originally planned to let Zhao Xituan take over the important position, but Zhao Xituan fled directly down the mountain and went to the rivers and lakes. He said that it would be better to pass on Danxia to me than to pass on Danxia. This is how Zhao Danxia became the headmaster.
Zhao Danping, who originally had the same qualifications and confidence to be the headmaster, felt resentful. Later, when he went to the capital, he also had the idea of taking revenge.
In the capital, he encountered many coincidences and realized the way of heaven. Only then did he have the experience of breaking through a hundred armors with a whisk, and competing with the black-robed monk Yang Taisui. His character has been polished, and he seems to be irritable, but in reality he has become transparent and contented.
Zhao Danxia smiled and said, "Then what were you thinking just now?"
"It's very simple. That Emperor Murong Tong came to my Longhu Mountain and made all kinds of rude actions without paying any attention to the Tianshi Mansion. If he is just a loser with nothing but appearances, of course he must be taught a lesson. Dun, maybe we can take the opportunity to take Huishan into account."
Zhao Danping shrugged and said: "But based on his ability to take my sword, he is extremely difficult to deal with. Even if our four heavenly masters join forces, we may not be able to keep him. In this case, why not use Jiao Salamander as a favor?" .Although the Jiao Salamander is precious, it is nothing to me, Longhu Mountain."
Zhao Danxia laughed loudly: "Danping, you have indeed grown a lot in these years."
"I just don't know if Emperor Murong Tong is willing to accept this kindness."
If Yulian City was here, he would definitely throw his head back and laugh.
Be polite or rude, in the final analysis, you have to rely on your strength.
If you don't have enough strength, being polite is just weakness and can be bullied.
But the strength and rudeness turned into boldness and generosity.
While the two were talking, they heard a thunderous shout coming from Longchi: "Emperor Murong Tong, you dare to touch the Purple Golden Lotus of Qi Luck, you are looking for death."
Zhao Danxia and Zhao Danping looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time: "It's the ancestor."
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Tianshi Mansion, Longchi.
Purple lotus flowers sway on the dragon pond. There are dozens of kinds of spiritual creatures found from all over the world, such as dragon salamanders, swimming in the pool.
And this golden lotus is the most precious thing in the dragon pond. It is cultivated with spiritual energy and is also known as the longevity lotus. The bottom flower has been blooming for 1,600 years and is closely related to the destiny of Longhu Mountain and even the destiny of Liyang Dynasty.
Five hundred years ago, when Wudang Mountain was huge, there were only six luck lotuses in Longchi. In the past hundred years, Qi Xuan frame ascended to heaven, and a heavenly master changed the emperor's fate against the will of heaven, and all the lotuses bloomed.
At this time, above Longchi, the sky was dark and dark clouds were rolling in, covering the sky and the sun. Countless thunderbolts gathered in the dark clouds, flashing from time to time, as if thunderbolts would strike at any time.
Yu Liancheng collected a giant salamander and waved his fist to defeat a bolt of thunder and lightning.
He looked up to the sky with a calm and indifferent expression. There seemed to be a pair of angry and deep eyes staring at him in the dark clouds.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Murong Wuzhu were trembling. Under the majesty of the thunder, they felt as small as ants, as if they could be wiped out at any time.
Gu Mu
"Zhao Xuansu, what a bastard you are, I just want to take two golden lotuses of luck from you."
Yu Liancheng sneered and said: "The other person surnamed Zhao is also half of you from Tianshi Mansion. If he dares to plot my luck, he will naturally make up for it, just retaliate."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng couldn't help but tremble when he heard Yu Liancheng's words and looked up at the cloudy sky.
Not only because of the scene of dark clouds overhead, but also because of the three words "Zhao Xuansu".
Although she had never heard of this name, she knew that Zhao Xiyi and Zhao Xituan, the oldest among the four heavenly masters, were of the "Xi" generation, while "Xuan" was two generations higher than "Xi".
Before arriving at Longhu Mountain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had heard her father say that there might be a land god sitting in Longhu Mountain. Could it be the one in front of her?
"You are fighting for luck like hungry dogs fighting for food. Aren't you afraid of disaster?" The grand and ethereal voice came again in the air, with a faint smell of anger.
"It's much better than you old silver coins who are scheming in secret. If you don't accept it, don't scream. Just use whatever skills you have." Yu Liancheng casually blasted away two more thunderbolts. An attack of this level would not hurt him. It's like scratching an itch.
"Then go to hell!"
Click!
Streams of thunder and lightning pierced the sky and bombarded Yulian City. Suddenly the sky and the earth turned pale, and violent roars could be heard.
In terms of power, it is already equal to or even better than Xuanyuan Jingcheng's unused tenth move, with the power to annihilate everything.
Yu Liancheng waved his sleeves, and the "Love Sword" was already in his palm.
"I have a sword, and the world is in panic!"
The next moment, he stood up from the ground and ran towards the thunder and lightning.
At the same time, the long sword in his palm was swung, the sword energy soared into the sky, and a sword light rose up that penetrated the sky and the earth, colliding with countless thunder and lightning.
Boom!
Boom! !
For a moment, the sky and the earth shook, and the whole world trembled.
In just an instant, hundreds of explosions sounded at the same time, which was deafening. Sword light and thunder and lightning struck each other, creating chaos, as if the world was being destroyed.
Click!
The sword light and the lightning confronted each other for a moment, and the lightning suddenly shattered, turning into countless tiny arcs that flashed and disintegrated. The remaining sword light rushed towards the sky, tearing apart the dark clouds in mid-air, and the sky suddenly brightened.
At the same time, a scream sounded, and a figure fell into the air, blood spraying.
"Haha, it's a pleasure to be a guest at Longhu Mountain today. Thank you for your hospitality. Goodbye everyone."
Feeling several powerful forces rushing toward Longchi, Yu Liancheng took back the love-stealing sword, then hugged the slender waists of Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Murong Wuzhu, and floated down the mountain.
After a while, there were several more figures on the dragon pond. Another person brought back an injured old Taoist. The old Taoist had a sword wound across his chest. He was dripping with blood, his breath was weak, and he had fallen into a coma.
Zhao Danping, Zhao Danxia and others looked at each other, with incredible looks in their eyes, and even a hint of fear.
This is the ancestor of Longhu Mountain. Fifty years ago, he had the ability to fly on a crane. He was a real land god. Today, he was almost killed at his doorstep.
Then how strong should Emperor Murong Tong be?
What's more, he is still just a boy under twenty years old.
