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Chapter 45: Transforming God and Tribulating Thunder

"I'm not telling you, waiter, this drink of yours can make a lot of money even in Yanjing. Have you considered asking your boss to go to Yanjing to develop business?" Guang Zhengyang said slowly.

The subordinates on the side did not change their expressions. He had long been accustomed to the character of his boss.

What he said now was just because he was greedy and wanted to drink the same drink when he went back.

The waiter smiled apologetically and said: "I have to ask our boss first, but our boss has been on a business trip to Zhao State in the past few days. Now that we can't see him, it may be a disappointment to the guests."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart. When your store really opens in Yanjing, remember to report my name, Guang Zhengyang, so that you can enjoy your stay in Yanjing in the early days."

The business will be more stable." Guang Zhengyang said with a smile.

His reputation for Guangzhengyang's delicious food has spread throughout Yanjing. His ability to taste is so high that he can accurately predict the future business success of a store. Even Emperor Zaipei often frequents the stores he recommends.

He didn't go out to Yanjing very often, but he underestimated the world's delicacies. Guang Zhengyang shook his head and said: "It's just a pity that after finishing this case, I have to return to Yanjing to resume my life. I don't know how long it will take to drink them again."

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After hearing Guang Zhengyang's words, the waiter's face changed a little, and he asked: "Are you two officials from Yanjing to handle the case?"

"Hey, I kept talking to myself, but I forgot about you next to me. What should I do? This is a secret decree handed down by the ancestor, and we can't let others hear it!" Guang Zhengyang said with a smile.

The waiter couldn't help but his legs were shaking. What was going on? He just went out to work and got into such a disaster. He also had a family to support. What should he do?

Guang Zhengyang continued: "Generally speaking, I forget things easily after eating. Waiter, do you have any signature dishes?"

The waiter's pupils trembled, food? There is food.

He quickly retreated to the kitchen to prepare signature dishes for Guang Zhengyang.

It's just that the waiter didn't know that Guang Zhengyang was just scaring him. It was just his own bad habit of being willing to play tricks on others.

He didn't mention any important information, and he wouldn't do anything to the waiter afterwards.

When they finished all the things, the waiter, who was extremely frightened, even offered them a 50% discount.

After eating and drinking, Guang Zhengyang left Fanchen Restaurant with satisfaction and brought his men to the Princess's Mansion.

Princess Yunchang's Mansion.

Song Tianyi was still concentrating with his eyes closed, because as soon as he woke up he would curse people everywhere and use harsh words. He was completely no longer as polite as before, so Song Siyang had no choice but to temporarily put him to sleep.

When Guang Zhengyang came to visit, he was stunned when he saw Song Siyang's spiritual cultivation.

Guang Zhengyang ignored Song Tianyi for the time being, grabbed Song Siyang's hand and asked: "Xiannephew, please tell me first, you and Song Tianyi are both surnamed Song, are you related to the Song family in Yanjing?"

Such a talent was picked up by Hu Da from the border. It is simply unbelievable.

Song Siyang smiled awkwardly, broke away from Guang Zhengyang's hand and said: "This disciple grew up in Qingfeng Temple and has absolutely nothing to do with the Song family, so first we asked Chief Guang to treat the eldest son of the Song family for his brain disease, and then we

Can we negotiate further?"

Guang Zhengyang was speechless. Song Tianyi was staying here safely and would not run away. Why was he so anxious?

Looking at Song Tianyi lying on the side.

Guang Zhengyang said slowly: "This time, for the matter of the eldest son of Song Dynasty, I specially brought Yuwen Tianze, the third director of our Imperial Guard, here. In terms of spirit, he should be regarded as a senior. The so-called Xiao

The control set up by Mr. can be broken in an instant."

Behind him, Yuwen Tianze, who was dressed a little plainly and had a handsome appearance, walked towards Song Tianyi. Unlike Guang Zhengyang, he was usually very serious. When he just entered the door, he noticed Song Tianyi lying beside him.

Song Siyang thought for a while and realized that professionals were here, so he would leave these matters to them full-time, and he should concentrate on finding traces of Mr. Xiao.

"Then I'll trouble you, Director Yuwen. I hope Mr. Song can return to normal by the time we come back."

"Don't worry! I can handle this kind of brainwashing method for as many as one thousand if not three thousand. When you come back, I'm sure Mr. Song will be able to recover as before." Yuwen Tianze waved his hand impatiently. His sect received Taizu.

It is recognized that the number one spiritual master sect of the Song Dynasty that has been passed down to this day is not comparable to those wild sects that split off in the early years.

In addition, he had handled such a case before, and it was also Mr. Xiao's fault. This time, he might be able to bring this habitual criminal who fled to various parts of the Song Dynasty to justice.

Guang Zhengyang said slowly: "My dear nephew, now you can have a good chat with me about why your cultivation has progressed so quickly!"

The two of them found a place to sit down and started chatting.

Song Siyang laughed and said nonchalantly: "It can only be said that my talent is a little better than that of my peers. Even Prince Duan who is far away in Yanjing may not be my opponent now."

As he spoke, Song Siyang picked up a sea dragon sword and said: "This sword was brought out by me from the ruins of the ancient Luohua Sect that appeared recently. It is much stronger than the sword I had before."

Not long ago, an ancient ruin was discovered from the bottom of the North Sea. This ruin has very strong level restrictions, and people below the stage of transformation cannot even get close to it.

Guang Zhengyang also heard about the ruins here at that time, but the affairs in the capital were busy, so he could only let a few of his department chiefs explore it. Unexpectedly, his wise nephew actually got a good treasure from it.

He took the Hailong sword into his hand and looked at it carefully. The pure power of law was faintly diffused on it. This was a purity that Guang Zhengyang had never felt from Emperor Zai Pei.

The previous owner of this sword may have been a monk in the tribulation stage who was more powerful than Emperor Zai Pei, or even a Dongxu monk who was above the tribulation.

What a treasure, even Guang Zhengyang is a little jealous.

Song Siyang didn't know what Guang Zhengyang was thinking, so he chuckled and said: "At that time, in the fight for this sword, we injured several of our colleagues, including a chief of the Royal Guards. I am here to express my gratitude to Chief Guang."

I would like to express my apology, I didn’t mean to hurt that dear friend, I just wanted this long sword.”

"Oh?" Guang Zhengyang frowned and said, "Let's wait until you come to Yanjing next time to discuss this matter! I don't know which director you injured."

Song Siyang smiled and said: "Then next time I go to Yanjing, I will definitely come and apologize."

"However, I just want to ask Captain Guang about the matter now. I wonder if Captain Guang is willing to tell me?"

Guang Zhengyang's interest was aroused. Song Siyang, who had always had no desires and desires, now had something he needed to ask him about.

"Just ask! As long as I know and can tell, I will tell you everything."

Song Siyang was speechless and said: "I once had a discussion with King Duan in Yanjing, but the competition was a little rushed at that time. He was imprisoned by the Emperor before he could tell the winner with King Duan. I want to know, what is Duan doing now?"

Is the king qualified to fight with me?"

Having said this, Song Siyang added: "I know that King Duan is currently in confinement and the news is not circulating. It doesn't matter if Chief Guang doesn't know."

The implication is to ask King Duan whether he has broken through the divine transformation stage.

"I know a little bit about this," Guang Zhengyang said.

Breaking through the Divine Transformation Stage generally requires experiencing a very powerful Heavenly Tribulation. The destructive power of this Heavenly Tribulation definitely exceeds the Nascent Soul Tribulation in the Nascent Soul Stage and is full of destructive power.

At that time, nine-colored thunderbolts gathered in the sky above Duanwang's Mansion, and even Emperor Zaipei could not resist going to Duanwang's Mansion to check.

The divine tribulation thunder is divided into nine colors. The number of colors of tribulation thunder it can trigger represents its future talent.

Generally speaking, those who are above the five-color tribulation thunder can break through the tribulation stage. The four princes and Zhao Muqi are all at this level, and Emperor Zaipei is even more powerful with the eight-color tribulation thunder.

The Nine-Colored Tribulation Thunder was a legendary Tribulation Thunder, and there were few of them in the entire history of the Song Dynasty.

The Taizu who founded the Song Dynasty is considered one, and the current King Duan is also considered one.

Those tribulation thunders were more terrifying than the last, and they lasted for seventy-seven forty-nine hours, almost razing the entire Prince Duan's Mansion to the ground.

Afterwards, from the report of the watcher, it was learned that King Duan was not struck to death by the nine tribulation thunders, and was now even comparable to high-level gods.

"I'm afraid King Duan is already in the stage of becoming a god." Guang Zhengyang said with some admiration: "I didn't expect to see a person who can cause nine-color tribulation thunder in my lifetime. My dear nephew, you must not become friends with him.

Any beams, even if they exist, try to repair them as much as possible."

Others may not know about that incident before, but how could Guang Zhengyang not know about it.

King Duan absolutely hates the people of Qingfeng Temple now, and he may not know what he will do to Qingfeng Temple after he comes out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Siyang laughed loudly and said: "Captain Guang, don't worry. Although he is really talented at Duan Wang Jiu Se Jie Lei, it doesn't mean that I, Song Siyang, will be afraid. He is Jiu Se, and I am also Jiu Se."

I am even a few years younger than him. I believe that the future will definitely not be just his future."

After saying these words, Guang Zhengyang became a little confused. He didn't expect it! He didn't expect that his good nephew could be so powerful and surpass his master at such a young age.

Hu Da's annual divine calamity was on the battlefield, protected by several of his comrades.

At that time, it seemed that there was an eight-color tribulation thunder, and there seemed to be a vague existence of nine colors. However, the emergency situation at that time made Huda unable to waste time, so he could only end the matter hastily after getting through the tribulation thunder.

"When did you save the tribulation? Why didn't I get any news?" Guang Zhengyang asked.

Hearing this, Song Siyang waved his hand and spread out a map of the continent on the table. He pointed to a corner of the North Sea and said: "At that time, I completed a breakthrough next to the ruins, but the news of my breakthrough seemed to be covered up by the news of the ruins.

, it wasn’t until a long time ago that Yanjing learned that I had broken through to become a god and asked me to register information there.”

"What are your plans?" Guang Zhengyang asked.
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