The moon-worshiping prince Yue Xie walked on the streets of Huling Kingdom, looking at the dilapidated houses on both sides, and said: "I heard that Huling was once besieged by demons, and finally it was the prince who summoned the thunder from the sky to bring the monster to a halt.

The demons were repelled, and these houses should have been destroyed by the magic mantra. It seems that Prince Huling has good cultivation."

"Haha, people from such a small place, no matter how outstanding they are, can only be reduced to supporting roles in front of His Highness. Your Highness travels around the world, isn't it just to fight those people with all kinds of magical powers? This Prince Huling can summon Ta Dou

Bugang Summoning Heavenly Thunder should be pretty good, and he can barely be a match for His Highness."

The speaker was an old man with yellow hair and a pair of small eyes. However, no one in this group dared to look down upon him, because he was the teacher of Prince Yue Xie. He taught Yue Xie how to practice. He was only twenty years old.

Over the past few years, Yuexie has actually formed a golden elixir.

There are so many ways of cultivating monks in the world. Some people have a golden elixir in their body, some have a living talisman in their body, and some have a little bit of true fire. These are all signs that the monks of various sects have reached a certain level.

In the words of the old man, this Qi-refining golden elixir is the golden elixir avenue. The golden elixir is as big as an egg yolk. When it is condensed into the true text, it is equivalent to the top existence below the immortal path. As long as the opponent does not enter the immortal path, it will not

fear.

"Yes." Prince Yue Xie responded, and he thought so in his heart, and then said: "The Huling Kingdom happened to have experienced that war, and the city walls collapsed. It was a coincidence that we were in time, and they lacked

Liang, if I can get this Huling Kingdom, it would be pretty good. I heard that many people have converted to the way of the emperor, and then I want to feel the difference of the way of the emperor."

"Your Highness, it is better not to have such thoughts. The way of the emperor is just for those who have not made any progress in cultivation and have reached the end of their longevity. They transfer to the emperor's house and want to follow the way of the emperor. But they don't know that if they really enter

If you want to truly achieve the Way of the Emperor, you still need a large population and a large territory. Not only do they have to be wrapped up in the world of mortals, but they also have to be involved in the wars of various countries. How can they have time to practice?

Most people still have a busy life, nothing compared to the freedom you have now to travel around the world. Looking at this prince of Huling Kingdom, he must also be a monk who has entered the path of emperor. During that time when the demons besieged the city, I heard that he was fighting for his life.

It took his life to repel it. If he had not taken this path, why would he be like this? Now he has to borrow food for the Huling Kingdom. He has not returned yet. He is afraid that even he himself will be left outside, practicing and cultivating.

What he wants is to be free and at ease. Why should he practice if he is so restrained? If His Highness just wants to seize this Tiger Tomb for fun, that's fine. You must not have the idea of ​​cultivating the way of an emperor." After the old man said something, Yue

His Highness Xie nodded repeatedly and said, "Disciple knows."

There was quite a silence between them for a while, and the old man was quite pleased with himself. He knew that his practice could no longer progress, so he devoted himself to cultivating this disciple. Because this disciple was also a prince, he

He was afraid that the other party would take the path of an emperor that he didn't like.

He is still very satisfied with this disciple. He has very good qualifications. In just over twenty years, he has already formed a golden elixir, and a year ago he received Zhenwen from the golden elixir. What's more rare is that he is quite obedient.

At this time, the woman who had been following Yue Xie on her right said, "Brother Xie, don't you mind the big black snake in the river?"

This woman is wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe. Although her figure is covered, her exquisite figure can be seen when a gust of wind blows. The fragrance of her body rises with the wind. As she speaks, her pair of

His eyes were all on Yue Xie, and there was actually a hint of hidden love in his eyes.

Just as Yue Xie was about to speak, the old man replied: "Although Black Snake is quite virtuous, he does not want to get involved in the disputes in Huling. I went to the Dragon King Temple last night and saw that the Dragon King Temple was just a new building.

Yes, I also met the black snake demon, and heard him say that the deal reached with the King of Huling was to ensure that Huling was in good weather and did not care about anything else."

"He doesn't dare either." The big man who had been following behind suddenly said: "If he dares to interfere, I will skin him. His snake tendons can be used to make a God-binding rope."

Others obviously agreed with this big man's words. Although in their hearts the black snake demon was of high moral character, they thought that it would not be difficult to defeat such a wild demon without inheritance.

They were very eye-catching walking on this street. Compared to the hungry look of the entire Huling City at this time, they were so aloof.

"Your Highness, we are bored, why don't we set up an arena here?" said the big man. He was different from others in that he cultivated the body, and during his cultivation he often went to fight with monsters in the mountains and swamps.

"In the arena, where in the entire Huling Kingdom is there an opponent who can fight you?" Prince Yuexie said.

"Of course there is no one in Huling who can defeat me, but Huang Lao can seal the power of my body and fight with only pure martial arts, just as a relief for His Highness." The big man said.

Yue Xie smiled slightly and said, "That's not bad. I'll mark your merits. Let's go. We'll set up a challenge in front of the palace. We don't have to worry about no one coming to beat us."

After saying that, they returned to the big square in front of the palace. Mr. Huang picked up a long brick in his hand, muttered something in his mouth, and suddenly threw it, and the long brick was covered with a layer of clear light, fell to the ground, and melted.

It was a huge high platform, three feet long and two feet wide. As soon as the big man turned over, he was already on the stage.

Not long after, King Geng in the palace also received the news. He heard that there was a man named Zhan Xiong who sealed his power and set up a challenge to challenge the people of the Huling Kingdom. They only competed with martial arts. If anyone can defeat him, or fight.

If he wins, he will be rewarded with a bag of grain.

At first, the king didn't think much of it, but it didn't take long before he heard that almost all the young people had come to the square to challenge the man named War Bear. Even the army lieutenants took off their official uniforms to participate.

One by one they went up to challenge, but none of them won. There were very few people who could withstand ten blows.

However, everyone did feel that he had indeed sealed his power. His power was not that great, and his speed was not necessarily that fast, but his skills far surpassed theirs.

This battle lasted for two days. Almost every person who went up was shot down, and then someone else went up immediately. Later, the number of people who went up gradually decreased, and in the end no one went up.

"Haha... Isn't there anyone in Huling who can fight?" Zhan Xiong laughed, standing on the high ring, looking at the black heads below, and there was no sound.

Prince Yue Xie and others on the other side chuckled. He shook his head and said: "A small place is a small place, and the difference in martial arts is too big."

The woman next to him also smiled and said in agreement: "The story about the prince summoning thunder to kill the demon is also a lie. People in small places always like to make things bigger."

At the beginning, the people of Huling Kingdom were only more tempted by the bag of grain. Later, they began to compete for face. When no one behind them could win, they had a special feeling in their hearts.

The feeling was anger, but there was nowhere to express the anger, and it was more of a sense of humiliation. Under the mixture of shame and anger, another person immediately turned over, but there were more weapons in his hands, heading towards the war bear.

He said loudly: "Let's compete with each other."

However, despite his vitality, he was easily kicked off the ring by the war bear immediately after the violent attack.

Shi Xie watched from a distance. He pressed the knife on his waist and was about to step forward. Someone next to him pulled him and said, "Brother, your injury is not healed yet. That person is clearly a monk. Although he has sealed the cultivator,

Why, how can we be rivals?"

Shi Xie took a deep breath and said: "His sealing cultivation is only about his skills. There are so many people in Huling, but none of us can match him. As a Huling person, I must go."

After that, he strode away and squeezed into the crowd.

There are several old people standing together at another place, and next to them are several young people, all of them are very strong. They are all members of small tribes, and those young people are all highly skilled among the tribes.

man of.

One of the old men said: "He should have indeed sealed the power of the physical body, but he is a cultivator, and his knowledge and experience in fighting strong men are not comparable to those of you." The old man said.

There was a slight pause and he said: "But there is no chance of winning. You go ahead. We are also from Huling."

"Yes." One of the young people squeezed into the ring with great joy. The other young people next to him also looked at their elders. The other old people sighed and said: "You can go too, but on that one

You need to know in the arena that everyone in Huling is looking at you."

"Yes, it's just a word for death at most." One of them replied harshly.

Another person replied fiercely: "I will make him drop a piece of meat even if I die."

Several people, together with a group of young people, crowded into the ring.

The old men standing on the high ground looked at each other, and one of them said: "It's a pity that time is not forgiving. If he were twenty years younger, I would go up and meet him for a while."

"I'm afraid it won't be a good thing if we win. We in Huling may be in trouble again."
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