"Cao——"

"Girls, please eat more elegantly."

"Leave me alone?"

"..."

There are many forbidden areas in the imperial city, some are heavily guarded, and some are not even allowed to be set foot by guards. The Divine Fire Palace is such an existence. No one other than the emperor is allowed to enter the main hall and its surrounding areas.

Because the one who lives in it is the guardian of each generation of the Xia family, that is, the Eighth Realm Fencang Dao Master. In fact, even if the emperor wants to enter, there must be something important. In a sense, the guardian is in

The status in the royal family is even higher than that of the emperor.

But at this moment, there was a beautiful and domineering woman sitting carelessly in the center of the Divine Fire Temple, using the copper tripod in the temple to cook a hot pot. She was picking up the soft vermicelli from the steaming pot, then took a big mouthful, and then uttered

A cheery hissing sound.

Opposite her sat a handsome middle-aged man, dressed in purple and gold robes, with a deep temperament, but his eyes were full of helplessness.

The man was the former Prince Mingde, the guardian of the Xia family now, and the father of the Emperor's daughter Feng.

After a moment of silence, Mingde sighed: "It's been eighty years, and I just had my first meal with you."

"Yes, it's such a memorable meal. Even if I ask you to catch a green crocodile to eat, you won't do it." Emperor Feng shook her head and said.

"Actually, if you really want to eat it, it's not impossible." Mingde said with a wry smile: "If you insist on using the Qinghong bird to make hot pot, isn't this... a waste of natural resources?"

"Cao——" The emperor's daughter Feng responded with a more cheerful mouthful.

A few bright spots of oil were thrown onto Mingde's robe, and the veins on his forehead popped up visibly. In the end, it could only turn into another sigh: "Alas."

"We Shushan people are like this." Emperor Feng swallowed it and then said: "How do you know if hot pot tastes bad if you don't try it?"

"If you leave Shushan and come back to the imperial city, then I will catch one for you." Mingde said again.

"Don't even think about it." Emperor Daughter Feng wiped her mouth and said, "Now it depends on whether my apprentice can win the first prize in the Immortal Sect Conference. If he wins, then I will fight with you openly and honestly."

"Heh." Mingde chuckled, "I still don't understand why you suddenly have the enterprising spirit."

"Didn't I tell you that life in Shushan is difficult now, and Yan Zi is ready to fight for the throne." The emperor's daughter Feng said: "Of course I don't dare to slack off for her sake..."

She cleared her throat and said seriously: "My plan is to first win the Fencang Avenue to the eighth level, and then kill the Xihai Sword Emperor. By then, Yan Zi can successfully obtain the Jueyun Avenue.

"

"Isn't it a little too curvy?" Mingde said, "This level is almost as good as the last time you rebelled to save your apprentice."

Emperor Feng glared, "How did you know about my top-secret plan?"

"A top-secret plan that all the talking beasts in Shushan know about?" Mingde couldn't laugh or cry.

"There is a mole..." Emperor Daughter Feng said thoughtfully.

"You are really not suitable to be the emperor, otherwise what's the problem if I just help you to ascend to the throne?" Mingde said deeply: "Although the world says you are naughty, in fact you have a great sense of justice, but you are not good at handling affairs, so you are very suitable.

The role of a guardian is to be free on weekdays and only take action when necessary."

"It sounds similar to what I did at Silver Sword Peak..." Emperor Nvfeng looked around and looked around the cold hall, "It's just that you call staying here for eighty years freedom?"

"It's different. I'm..." Mingde was silent for a moment and didn't finish his sentence.

He is atonement.

For him, every day he lives is an atonement for his sins, and he will not rest until death.

"I don't care what you are doing. Anyway, you asked me to come and eat. I finished eating." Emperor Feng suddenly stood up and said, "Now I want to see how my apprentice won the championship."

…

"Including the previous batch, there are sixteen pills in total. If we get this many in the remaining six days, we will basically be safe."

A bright pearl was placed on the ground, blooming with soft and bright light. Chu Liang was taking advantage of the night to count the harvest of the whole day with his teammates.

After the initial chaos, the virtual realm has returned to calm, and few teams will act rashly at night.

The battle for hegemony among hundreds of sects has always been like this. On the first day of the landing, it was the biggest wave of elimination. The disciples of the Immortal Sect who had just arrived here were not yet aware of the situation, and there would be enemies who fell by chance around them. They would inevitably experience a series of eliminations.

Fighting in chaos.

After the first wave of chaos is over, the surviving forces have obtained a certain number of soul crystals and have a relatively safe area, and the situation will stabilize.

The practitioners who are in the virtual realm cannot have an overview of the overall situation. In fact, the spectators outside will see that nearly forty teams have been eliminated during the day, and many of the remaining teams have also lost members.

Nearly half of the people have been eliminated.

After this, there won’t be another wave of elimination until the seventh day, because at that time, the teams that don’t have enough soul crystals will no longer be dormant, and they will all come out and give it a try. While fighting for an opportunity, you also give opportunities to others.

In the intervening five days, apart from the continuous raids and hunts by extremely powerful teams, there are usually only some sporadic collisions.

The Shushan sect was naturally ready to sweep them away.

Waiting until the last day, time will not wait for anyone, and by then the entire virtual realm will be filled with red-eyed practitioners, and the risk of uncertainty will be extremely high. Every year, strong teams overturn at the last moment, and they do not want to wait until then to rush.

Wearing the soul grabbing crystal.

Fortunately, we encountered an ambush from the three factions on the first day and sent Chu Liang a big wave. It was simply a gift from nature.

In this way, the workload in the next few days will be greatly reduced.

As long as they can destroy one team in one day, they will already have thirty-six soul crystals by the seventh day. This number can definitely enter the top ten. At that time, they can completely survive in the most turbulent moments without taking any risks.

"Thank you for your hard work." Jiang Yuebai said softly.

After that, Chu Liang simply described what happened during the day, but it would not be a simple thing to eliminate three groups of enemies with one person.

"It's okay." Chu Liang smiled.

"Be careful." Xu Ziyang, who was in charge of perimeter security, suddenly shouted.

Chu Liang and the others immediately stood up and soon noticed someone approaching. They spread their consciousness and saw a bright ball of light floating over from a distance.

"Looks familiar?" Chu Liang said suddenly.

As I got closer, I realized that the person approaching was a young monk, whose bald head reflected the moonlight brightly.

And this monk is none other than Monk Pushan from Yunque Temple.
Chapter completed!