A murderous intent flashed deep in the eyes of the red-bearded old man: "Okay, okay, it's a great blessing that a Zifu has emerged from the Hundred Kingdoms."
In the white jade-like palace, the eyes of the three Zifus and dozens of divine infants also had killing intent.
"In this small land of hundreds of kingdoms, a Zi Mansion was lucky enough to appear, but he didn't realize that the sky was too high to declare war on our Guangming Palace. What a big joke!" Black Rope, the powerful man of Zi Mansion, has always had a bad temper.
This time, the three of them are in charge of the bloody battle of hundreds of nations.
Now, how could they not be angry when they were provoked by a monk from a small country who luckily broke through the Zi Mansion?
There are dozens of great masters from the Purple Mansion in the Guangming Palace, as well as incomplete Yin Shen magic weapons like the Emperor Jinglong Crown.
It can be said that if the evil spirit does not come out, who can defeat it?
A small Zi Mansion used its own body to challenge the Palace of Light.
There is a way to die!
"This blood-clothed sword god is really rampant. His tribe should be in the Chen Kingdom. Should we send someone to capture him and force him to show up!" At this time, a divine infant monk spoke up and offered some advice.
"This is inappropriate. After all, our Guangming Palace is the leader of Cuiyun Continent's righteous path. How can we do such a thing? It is shameful.
What’s more important is that all the members of Dijianhou’s tribe have long since disappeared.” Another Divine Infant cultivator spoke.
None of the divine infants on the field spoke when they heard this.
They all broke their skins and started a bloody war among hundreds of kingdoms, and they were still talking about face.
"It's just a Zifu, it's not worth making a fuss about.
After some time, if he dares to come, we will let him go and never return." Qian Yuan, the leader of Zi Mansion, spoke.
He is a monk in the middle stage of Zifu, and his status in Guangming Palace is not low.
Moreover, his disciple is extremely talented and ranks at the top of the list of geniuses in the East. It is very likely that he will also enter the realm of the Purple Mansion.
This time he presided over the bloody battle of hundreds of kingdoms, just to get gold.
In the future, if there is a palace owner added to the Guangming Palace, his name will definitely be there.
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone on the scene stopped discussing it.
The blood-clothed sword god is a great threat to these divine infants.
Even ordinary Zifu powerful men need to be taken seriously.
But for a Zifu like Qian Yuan, it is not worth mentioning.
"I still have a guest to see, everyone should perform your duties." Qian Yuan waved his hand, and all the Zifu or Divine Infants on the scene left one after another.
At this time, outside the main hall, an old man in purple robe was worried, with sorrow in his eyes.
The old man's name is Xu Yeli, he is the Supreme Elder of the Seven Words Sect, and he is also the only powerful person in the Purple Mansion of the Seven Words Sect.
Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, the power of Zifu is high above, overlooking the world.
But Xu Yeli lived a particularly miserable life.
Because...the Palace of Light.
"Senior Xu, Elder Qian Yuan is waiting for you in the main hall." At this moment, a divine infant monk walked out of the main hall.
As a powerful person in the Zifu, Xu Yeli's expression changed and turned into a smile.
"I'm going to see Brother Qian Yuan right now."
Xu Yeli said and walked towards the palace ahead.
A few breaths passed and Xu Yeli fell into the palace. He looked at the stalwart man on the high seat, with a hint of respect in his words: "I wonder why Brother Qian Yuan has come to see me?"
Qian Yuan sat on the white jade chair, with a dignified appearance and eyes as deep as stars: "I haven't seen my Taoist friends for some time. I have nothing to do and let's get together."
What Qian Yuan said about getting together was a decree that allowed Xu Yeli to leave the state of seclusion and come to the Guangming Palace, which was thousands of miles away.
How can there be such a gathering?
Xu Yeli was dissatisfied, but did not dare to show it: "It's been a while."
The two exchanged brief greetings, and Qian Yuan also started to get down to business.
"Do you know, fellow Taoist, that the battle for the Eastern Prodigy has been brought forward?"
"I know a little bit about it." Xu Yeli had an ominous premonition in his heart when he heard this.
The Qiyan clan has a small business and only has one Zifu.
However, Xu Tongchen, the holy son of the Qiyan Sect and Xu Yeli's disciple, ranked among the top thirty in the list of Eastern Prodigies.
Xu Tongchen is extremely talented. When he was forming the golden elixir, he awakened the True Fire of the Sun!
The golden elixir is sacrificed, and the true fire of the sun burns everything, and no one can defeat it.
Even the magical power of the Divine Infant cannot stop the true fire of the sun.
In Cuiyun Continent, this saying has always been circulated.
The Qiyan Sect restricted Xu Tongchen.
If Xu Tongchen was born in the Guangming Palace, how could he be among the top 30 geniuses in the East? He could be among the top 10 in the genius list in the East!
Once upon a time, a palace master from the Guangming Palace came to the Seven Words Sect and wanted to accept Xu Tongchen as a disciple.
Xu Tongchen thought of his teacher and rejected the palace master of Guangming Palace.
The Qiyan Sect also formed a rift with the Guangming Palace.
"Xu Tongchen's talent is really enviable." Qian Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
Xu Yeli's heart tightened, and he quickly said: "Huang Tu is ranked twenty-seventh on the list of geniuses, and Tongchen is ranked twenty-ninth, which is worse than the Taoist brothers."
He was afraid that Qian Yuan would have another idea for his disciple.
Huang Tu is Qian Yuan's disciple, and he is also the highest ranked person on Cuiyunzhou's list of Eastern Prodigies.
"It's only twenty-seven, but it can't compare with the terrifying talent of fellow Taoist disciples." Qian Yuan said, his voice lowered a little, "Fellow Taoist should know that this time the Eastern Land Talent List is advanced and enters the top twenty, there will be
Big opportunity.”
The ominous premonition in Xu Yeli's heart became even stronger.
Then I heard Qian Yuan say: "Seven Words Sect and Guangming Palace came out of Cuiyun Continent together and should support each other.
This time, we in the Guangming Palace must have one person among the top twenty places.
I would also like to trouble my fellow Taoist to tell your disciple Xu Tongchen that during the battle between the Eastern Prodigies, I would like to think of my friendship with Cuiyun Continent and give me more support for Huang Tu."
At this moment, Qian Yuantu suddenly saw him.
Xu Yeli's face looked a little ugly.
Support?
It's just a polite word.
The meaning of Qian Yuan is very obvious.
When the East-Tu Tianjiao battle begins, your disciples should stop fighting for rankings and help Huang Tu enter the top twenty on the Tianjiao list.
Not assisting?
That means being ungrateful.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, I know that this matter is somewhat unreasonable.
But I, Qian Yuan, am not such an unreasonable person. After our Guangming Palace completes the bloody battle of hundreds of kingdoms and the land of hundreds of kingdoms, I will give you the Seven Words Sect as a gift. What do you think?
Even though the Land of Hundred Kingdoms looks barren, it is vast, and there might be a cave left by a powerful senior in it.
Recently, a bloody-robed sword god from the Purple Mansion Realm has emerged from the Hundred Kingdoms.
The Hundred Kingdoms are pretty good." As Qian Yuan spoke, he rewarded Xu Yeli with the land of the Hundred Kingdoms.
Xu Yeli's face was serious, and he finally said helplessly: "This matter...just follow what Brother Tao said."
A satisfied smile appeared in Qian Yuan's eyes: "Young people sometimes have strong tempers and like to act rashly. I hope fellow Taoists can give more advice to my disciples."
"Okay." Xu Yeli suppressed the anger in his heart, said goodbye to Qian Yuan, and left here.
…
At this time, on the Seven Color Peak.
Jiang Lingsu finally secretly left her wooden house and knocked on the door of Qiyuan's brick house.
She looked like a thief with a guilty conscience, as if she was having an affair.
"Junior sister, why did you come to see me?" Qi Yuan was perfecting his plan to destroy the Palace of Light.
The name Blood-Clothed Sword God has appeared.
It’s time for the Crazy Taoist, Seven Desire Demon Lord and other trumpets to take action.
Qi Yuan plays the role of everyone and plans his own plan.
"Elder brother, Blood-clothed Sword God...is this your trumpet?" Jiang Lingsu asked in a low voice.
From Sister Yaya, she already knew about the blood-clothed sword god using his original magical power to kill the divine infant monks of the Palace of Light.
She had already seen the post posted by the Blood-clothed Sword God.
His writing style and temperament are exactly the same as those of his elder brother.
Last time, senior brother asked her to borrow a trumpet.
"No." Qi Yuan shook his head.
This vest cannot be taken off.
"I am just a small Yuandan, how can I be a powerful person in Zifu?" Qi Yuan replied.
Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan with a strange look on his face.
In fact, she was startled when she had this kind of speculation in her mind.
How could it be possible for the eldest brother to live in the Zifu?
Even if the eldest brother is the reincarnation of the Yin God, it is impossible for him to return to the Zi Mansion so soon.
Looking at Jiang Lingsu who looked suspicious, Qi Yuan said proudly: "Your wooden house is small and broken, and it only has one room.
It just so happened that my brick house had been built and there were a few more side rooms.
Your sister happens to have no place to go at night, why not come to my brick house?
Although the brick house is small and undecorated, it still has a few benches.
If she needs to sleep, just tie some ropes around her."
After becoming Yuandan, Qi Yuan felt that his thoughts had become more flexible.
On the surface, he is helping others.
In fact, he was showing off his brick house to his junior sister.
"No need." The doubt in Jiang Lingsu's heart disappeared.
According to what Sister Yaya said, that senior expert should be a real member of the demonic path. He could kill more than one hundred thousand people?
How does the appearance of the eldest brother resemble that of the Blood-clothed Sword God?
Could it be that that crazy Taoist is Senior Brother's trumpet?
"It's a pity my newly built house." Qi Yuan sighed. He thought of something and couldn't help but ask, "Is Jiang Ya really your sister?"
"Of course it is." Jiang Lingsu didn't understand why the senior brother asked like this.
"Then why is it that one of you is so skinny and the other is so plump and round?
She looks like she is malnourished, and you are over-nourished." Qi Yuan asked his doubts, and as he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lingsu's plump figure that could not be concealed under her loose dress.
"..." Jiang Lingsu glared at Qi Yuan. The girl's brain circuit was sometimes difficult to understand, "You want to say that I am fat?"
Qi Yuan looked at the girl in front of him and said seriously: "No."
Junior sister's figure is just right.
There is meat where it should be, but not where it should be.
If it weren't for wearing loose clothes and letting the junior sister spin a snoring circle, there would definitely be a lot of people watching.
"Is your sister very poor?"
Jiang Lingsu glared at Qi Yuan: "She is poor? She is much richer than me.
Her master is Old Man Wutian, the master of Dengtian Pavilion!"
"Are there many spiritual stones?"
"Lingshi... what is that?" Jiang Lingsu said proudly, "Dengtian Pavilion collects all the magic arts in the world. In the thirteen continents of the East, almost all the famous magic arts are included in Dengtian Pavilion.
Even our Shenguang Sect's "Seven Color Fire Refining Technique" is included in Dengtian Pavilion.
You should know about Lingtian Pavilion, Lingtian Pavilion has a close relationship with Dengtian Pavilion, and has been collecting worldly laws for Dengtian Pavilion."
When Qi Yuan heard this, his breathing became rapid and his eyes gleamed: "So rich?"
"Hmm." Seeing the senior brother's appearance, Jiang Lingsu felt much more familiar.
"You said that if I were to marry into the family and become a son-in-law, could you show me the Dharma of Dengtian Pavilion?"
"...Senior Brother, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Lingsu turned around and said, "If you are short of skills, ask me, junior sister. I still...have some."
Qi Yuan also calmed down after hearing this.
He already has a house made of bricks and tiles. Although he lacks a car, he doesn't want to marry into his wife, right?
"Thank you, junior sister. I just received favors from people for no reason. I have some..."
"There are a lot of magical arts here, please take a look quickly." Jiang Lingsu waved her jade hand, and several jade slips fell into Qi Yuan's hands, "I just blackmailed these from Sister Yaya, don't expose them."
After Jiang Lingsu finished speaking, she returned to her wooden house without looking back.
Qi Yuan held the jade slips and was deeply moved.
He returned to his room and logged into his trumpet.
Thinking back to Junior Sister's questions today, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The nickname of the Blood-robed Sword God fits my cold temperament so well that my junior sister immediately doubted me.
It's better that the crazy Taoist has nothing to do with me, there is no way she will think of me."
He raised his head and looked at the two suns in the sky.
"Now, it's time for the Crazy Taoist and the Demon King of Seven Desires to appear!"
In the land of hundreds of countries, there are many strongholds of the Palace of Light.
He has to cut them off one by one.
"At any rate, the former Bai Yueguang will send them to reunite with their ancestors."
…
Outside Yunzhi Mountain, True Lord Fengnu and True Lord Qianghong came hand in hand.
The two of them looked at the large formation in the mountain. True Lord Feng Nu had anger in his eyes: "This True Lord Liuqin is quite leisurely. He came here to practice in seclusion?
I don’t think he’s practicing in seclusion, but hanging out with some female cultivators from Dashang!”
He was dissatisfied.
His disciple Po Lang was suspected to have died at the hands of the Shenguang Sect.
Instead of suppressing the Shenguang Sect, the Liuqin True Monarch practiced seclusion here.
True Lord Fengnu was naturally dissatisfied.
"Zhenjun Liuqin may have reached a critical juncture in his cultivation." Qiang Hongzhenjun acted as a peacemaker.
True Lord Fengnu suppressed his anger and shouted to the formation in front: "True Lord Liuqin, come to see me quickly!"
He is a late-stage divine infant, and his father is a powerful person in the Zifu, so he has the capital to be arrogant and domineering.
But after the roar, the place was extremely quiet, with no one responding at all.
Both of them had doubtful looks in their eyes.
Could it be that... there was an accident?
However, at this moment, a loud laughter sounded from the air.
"The world laughs at me for being so crazy, but I laugh at me and the world can't see through it."
I saw a middle-aged man with a crazy expression, wearing a shabby Taoist robe, appearing in front of True Lord Fengnu and True Lord Qianghong.
"Who are you?" Zhenjun Fengnu looked at the man in front of him with fear.
The man was holding a kitchen knife in his hand. When he saw True Lord Fengnu, he said, "I am... a crazy Taoist."
"Crazy Taoist?" True Lord Fengnu was stunned, and then an ominous premonition came over him.
Shenhuahui, crazy Taoist?
"Why did you suddenly appear here!" Zhenjun Qianghong was puzzled.
At this time, the crazy Taoist was holding a kitchen knife with a joking smile in his eyes: "Why do I appear here, why do I have to ask you?
If I don't stay at my stronghold properly, I'll just run around and waste my time."
As he spoke, he held a kitchen knife in his hand and rushed towards True Lord Fengnuo and True Lord Qianghong as if he was mentally ill.
The two divine infants, who were in their later stages, had no intention of facing the enemy at this time.
This matter reveals something strange.
The two wanted to leave and make long-term plans.
But the crazy voice followed him like a shadow: "The person can leave, but the body must stay here."
As the crazy words fell, the kitchen knife left an arc in the air and fell on the bodies of True Lord Fengnuo and True Lord Qianghong.
The two true kings used their magical powers to protect the body.
However, that kitchen knife seemed indestructible and could not resist at all.
"If you make an enemy of the Guangming Palace, you will die!" Lord Fengnu roared loudly.
His body could no longer hold up, and was cut in two by the kitchen knife, and his soul was shattered.
The same is true for Qianghong Zhenjun. Facing Qi Yuan, the Divine Infant is like a chicken in the later stage. It is even said that Qi Yuan does not need to use his original magical power, and the two of them have no room to fight back.
After slaughtering the two divine infants, Qi Yuan waved his hand lightly, and their storage bags fell into Qi Yuan's hands.
"Feng Fury can barely be considered a Bai Yueguang, and Zhenjun Qiang Hong is too poor, right?
Just like this...you dare to come to Dashang?
That is to say, there is no Internet here, otherwise he would have to be hung up on the Internet and laughed at." After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared.
His other vests are also about to start taking action.
In the imperial court of Wei State, the harem has become the back garden of Guangming Palace.
Several divine infant monks stayed on the dragon bed for the night and had a great time.
Suddenly, an extremely miserable sound sounded in the air.
"Where's my chicken?"
“Where did my chicken go?”
Above the sky in the harem, a man in black robes and disheveled hair appeared. His body exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
"Who are you?" In the harem, a divine infant monk jumped out of the sky, "This is the stronghold of Guangming Palace, there is no chicken for you!"
"Chicken... you are the ones who took my chicken away!" The disheveled man had an angry look in his eyes and a trembling voice, "Those of you who have been stabbed a thousand times, those are my relatives, and they were stolen by you.
Eat it!”
"Are you the Demon Lord of Seven Desires?" The Divine Infant monk immediately understood that the person in front of him should be the Demon Lord of Seven Desires from the Divine Flower Society.
"You are so unscrupulous that you even eat the lovely cock, you will be struck by lightning!" The disheveled man stretched out his finger, as if to condemn the divine infant monk.
The divine infant monk had a hint of joking in his eyes: "Crazy and seeking death!"
He did not feel the powerful aura of the monk in front of him.
At this time, there were more than ten divine infant monks in the Wei Palace.
This Demon King of Seven Desires came here to seek death.
At this time, outside the palace, some of the divine infants of the Wei Kingdom saw the figure in the sky, with helpless expressions in their eyes.
"I hope this fellow Taoist... can be safe and sound."
Qi Yuan's eyes were angry: "If you do too many bad things, you will be punished by God!
Since I was born, I have been helping others every day, even without killing chickens or stepping on ants.
You will be struck by lightning!"
"Sky thunder? There have been no sky thunders in this world for a long time. Where did this lunatic come from!" The divine infant monk looked furious and rushed towards Qi Yuan.
At this moment, a golden bun suddenly condensed in Qi Yuan's hand.
As soon as the buns condensed, a terrifying aura filled the air at this moment.
The bun was thrown away and landed in front of the divine infant monk.
The divine infant monk just felt the strong metallic aura.
A thunderbolt appeared from the sky and fell directly on him.
He wanted to resist, but couldn't.
"No!" He was confused and couldn't understand.
Why do thunder suddenly appear?
Why would the thunder kill him?
Naturally, he didn't know that this was a secret technique that Qi Yuan had created in the past.
The power of the golden essence is condensed into a sword.
Wherever the sword is thrown, thunder strikes.
"It's time to lay the buns."
“Chicken stuffed buns.”
Qi Yuan is like a dragon king in the clouds.
Countless steamed buns fell from the sky like hailstones.
The entire Wei Palace was covered with dark clouds, as if the gods were angry.
All the monks in the imperial capital couldn't help but look up at the sky at this moment.
When he saw the dense thunder, his eyes showed a look of fear and awe.
Countless thunderstorms also swept through the Wei Palace at this moment.
All the divine infant monks in the Guangming Palace will inevitably have a bag stuffed into their mouths and then be baptized by the thunder.
It can be said that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Chassis turned into a divine thunder, fearing the power of heaven, and used steamed buns to attract it.
ps: There is one more chapter, let’s read it tomorrow morning, sorry!