Royal Palace, late at night.

Outside Zhao Zhen's palace, Ge Qing, who was in charge of guarding tonight, walked by with a group of guards...

There was a strange chill in the night wind, and several of the guards shrank their necks, feeling strangely cold.

Ge Qing lowered his head and noticed that a thin layer of frost had appeared on the ground at some point.

Little Ge Qing didn't make any move, just like Nangong told him before, pretending he didn't notice anything.

When Ge Qing and his guards walked past, the layer of frost on the ground at the door of the palace courtyard was blown away by the wind from nowhere, leaving a few faint traces.

The gust of wind passed through the cloister and through the garden...

With a "crunch", the window of Zhao Zhen's palace was blown open half way.

In the bedroom, the hanging bed curtains floated up.

There was a person lying on the bed. He opened his eyes and stared at the bed curtains moving in the wind.

The one sleeping on the dragon bed was not Zhao Zhen, but Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao held his chin and seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He smiled slightly, picked up the scroll of bamboo slips from the pillow, and turned it twice in his hand.

Outside the palace, the frost on the ground gradually melted, and a vague figure appeared in the night, moving towards the open window of the palace.

The figure is basically transparent and difficult to distinguish, but through the moonlight, from a certain angle, you can make out a vague outline, which is the shape of a person.

The moonlight shone through the window on the floor of the palace, and soon a thin layer of frost appeared.

Zhan Zhao looked at the layer of frost that gradually spread to the bedside and smiled. His hand that was spinning the scroll suddenly stopped. He held the scroll and tapped his shoulder lightly. He spoke slowly, "So the difference between the real thing and the fake one is still there."

It's very big...if it were a shark, he would find what he was looking for by himself."

With that said, Zhan Zhao handed the scroll upwards, and the scroll floated into the air...

As the bedroom became colder and colder, a blue iceman appeared next to the bed. It was the same shark who was holding the scroll. And on the other end of the scroll, which was also holding the scroll, was a transparent iceman, clearly different from the same shark.

The facial features are different, and the transparent one with only a humanoid outline is the pupilless ghost who assassinated Zhao Zhen in the examination room just now.

The two ice men are now both holding scrolls.

Zhan Zhao gently raised his hand to Shark, and Shark imitated what he had just done, turning and snatching the scroll away.

The hand of the pupil-less ghost was obviously not flexible enough, and the scroll passed through his hand and spun in the same hand.

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, "Because he won't come to get things by himself, so you have to show up in person. This is called catching a turtle in a urn."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and the open doors and windows closed instantly.

At the same time, a fire suddenly flashed on the floor of the palace...

Immediately afterwards, a burning man emerged from the ground... The burning man struggled a few times, the flames were shaken off, and a man in black appeared.

I saw this man was thin and frightened when I looked at him. He seemed to be standing up like a shadow on the ground.

Zhan Zhao also sat up from the bed and looked at the dark figure, "Senior, you are quite difficult to catch."

Lin Yehuo flashed out from behind the screen not far behind the man in black. He flicked his red sleeves and extinguished the flames that were still burning on the ground. "Gongsun's trick of spreading fire oil on the ground is quite effective. You

That salt escape technique only uses the properties of Yuxuan salt, but it is not true escape."

The man in black seems to be trying to escape.

Zhan Zhao stood up and said, "There is fire oil and saltpeter on the ground. As long as you light a fire, your salt escape technique will be unable to be used. You will not be able to escape."

The man in black stood there for a while, then suddenly turned his head, flew over, knocked open the window, and landed in the courtyard.

But in the garden, Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu were already waiting there.

Zhan Zhao and Lin Yehuo also came out, and their way was blocked by four people on all sides of the yard.

A cool voice came from the roof, "It is indeed you."

Although it was a word without warmth, inexplicably, everyone seemed to be able to hear a bit of ridicule in it.

It was Lu Tianhan who was speaking. He was standing on the side of the roof facing the man in black.

On the other three sides of the roof, Tianzun, Yin Hou and Yao Changtian are also there.

Anyone with a discerning eye will know this posture at a glance... No matter who the man in black surrounded by is, he is unable to fly.

The man in black reached out, took off his mask, and looked up at the crowd.

Who is coming?

An old man.

It was a bit unfamiliar to Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang. Lin Yehuo and Zhao Pu had never seen them before. Tianzun, Yin Hou and Yao Changtian all narrowed their eyes slightly.

Lu Tianhan should have seen this person the most times here, even though it was many, many years ago...

The old man in black clothes standing in front of everyone, with an old face and white hair and beard, is the leader of the Maoshan Sect, Tao Mingzhenren.

"Tao Ming." Yin Hou glanced at the transparent ice man who appeared behind Tao Ming, "You drove away Zhai Zhaiyue and killed the Corpse King, pretended to be crazy, hid and practiced martial arts... and then you developed such a thing?"

If Kong Yue said that she and Tianzun were of the same generation and belonged to Tuoda, then Tao Ming was indeed a person of the same generation as Tianzun and had been waiting for them.

However, it turns out that the older you get, the better your kung fu is. The so-called boxing is afraid of the young. As you grow older, your internal strength improves while your physical strength declines. There are not many chosen people in this world, and not everyone can practice it to the same level.

Most of those who can become martial saints at the age of 100 are still mortal.

But the more mortal beings there are in this world, the more they dream of being the chosen one, and the more numerous all living beings are, the more they want to be the only one in the world.

Lu Tianhan smiled. He had such a handsome face, and had such a noble and elegant manner, but the sarcasm in his smile was as sharp as the cold wind at night.

Tao Ming raised his head, looked around at several high-ranking martial arts sages on the roof, and also smiled.

He finally spoke, with some desolation and sadness in his hoarse voice, "Why do you laugh at me? The reason why you are standing there is because the Silver Demon King taught you ancient martial arts."

Tianzun and Yin Hou blinked, "Ancient martial arts..."

Lu Tianhan and Yao Changtian looked disgusted - who learned kung fu from that monster?

Zhan Zhao and others couldn't help but look at each other. Bai Yutang looked at the shadow at the garden door and asked, "Who came up with the idea of ​​ancient martial arts?"

Coincidentally, the clouds and fog covering the bright moon in the middle of the sky suddenly dispersed, and the moonlight illuminated the circular doorway of the Imperial Garden.

Standing against the courtyard door was none other than the Silver Demon King.

The Demon King stretched out his hand, touched his chin gently, raised his head and thought.

At this time, the moonlight shone on him, and Zhan Zhao and others were stunned when they saw the Silver Demon King under the moonlight.

To be honest, everyone had seen the white jade statue of the Demon King in Nan'an Temple many times before. They thought he was handsome, but not as handsome as Yin Hou, not as handsome as Lu Tianhan, not as good as Tianzun in terms of immortal aura, and even worse in terms of demon aura.

The sky is long.

After meeting the real person, everyone was even more puzzled... Why is a gentle and kind person with a very funny personality called the Silver Demon King? Is it because of the silver eyes? Is it because he is from the Silver Fox Clan? Where is the demon? More

Is he as smart as a demon?

However, at this moment, the silver moonlight shone on the Demon King, and everyone suddenly understood what the Silver Demon King meant!

The Silver Demon King, who was unintentionally clad in moonlight, seemed to be draped in silver light.

When Zhan Zhao and the others saw the Demon King for the first time, they felt that he looked very human. But what was strange was that the Demon King under the moonlight did not look like a human being. His skin, which was originally slightly pale, now took on a silvery luster.

The hair was translucent white, and the hair that fluttered slightly in the wind was silver. It was also black hair, also under the moonlight, but only the Demon King's hair color seemed to suddenly turn into pure silver.

Of course, the most monstrous thing is the eyes of the Demon King.

The silver halo in the black pupils is extremely clear. Looking up, the black pupils in the silver halo are like the starry night above. Staring at those eyes, besides beauty, you can actually see something else.

There is a sense of vastness and depth. If you stare for a long time, it doesn't feel like you are looking at the sky, but like you are in the sky, looking at the bottomless black abyss, which makes people feel scared.

Tao Ming subconsciously took half a step back, his expression became excited, and he looked at the Demon King, "You! It's you!"

A few kids in the yard were looking at the Demon King in a daze. Now they understood. They looked at Tao Ming with confusion as he suddenly became so emotional that his internal strength began to become unstable - "What are you"?

The Demon King was very relaxed, and didn't seem to care much. He raised his hand and lightly dusted a small insect that flew in front of his eyes, and said slowly, "The scam of ancient martial arts was first thought by Princess Salt Coffin to deceive her lover.

A little trick.”

Everyone was stunned - they felt that the truth of the case was about to be revealed, Princess Salt Coffin!

Listening to the Demon King's words, a trace of doubt flashed in Tao Ming's eyes.

The Demon King smiled slightly and said, "You have all been deceived."

Tao Ming frowned and remained silent, then suddenly raised his head, looking very angry.

He pointed at the Demon King, "Silver Demon King, you relied on your mastery of the mysteries of heaven and earth, monopolized ancient martial arts, and taught it to two apprentices. Only then did they control the martial arts world and take advantage of all the martial arts practitioners in the world! You...

…Don’t you feel ashamed?!”

Tao Ming spoke these words with gritted teeth and a loud voice.

To ensure safety, Zhao Zhen and Gongsun, who were driven to the next door yard by Zhao Pu to wait for the news, heard clearly and were dumbfounded.

Little Liangzi, who had stayed up late to keep warm, spat out a sip of tea. Little Fourth Son, who was dozing in Gongsun's arms, opened his eyes in a daze.

Gongsun and Zhao Zhen on the other side were dumbfounded, and Zhan Zhao and the others on the other side were even dumbfounded.

On the roof, the expressions on the faces of Tianzun and Yin Hou were similar to those of the fourth child at the moment, looking confused.
To be continued...