The Futai Yanxian was obviously one of the seventeen mountain masters. A pair of shining small eyes kept looking at the clothes on his body, and then he said the previous words.
The clothes Wei Liujia was wearing at the moment were also given to him by Jian Wushuang.
This pair of silk-embellished long clothes with mountain and river borders was given to Jian Wushuang by the young emperor's son Yan earlier. Every thread of the embroidery cost countless embroiderers the painstaking efforts, and it was also a rare treasure. He casually gave it to Wei Liujia.
Futai Yanxian also saw the extraordinaryness of his clothes, and rolled his eyes, "Hey, brother Wei Xian, why is the real sword you always wear by your side missing? Could it be that you sold it to buy this outfit?
"
As his voice fell, the remaining ten or so noble figures burst into laughter, making it extremely lively.
Wei Liujia's face turned red and he rushed forward to argue.
But Jian Wushuang, who was beside him, pulled him back and said in an imperceptible voice, "Can An be able to bark at a dog?"
"Boy, what did you say?!"
Jian Wushuang's voice was not deliberately hidden and could naturally reach his ears, causing Futai Yanxian's complexion to change.
Wei Liujia felt inexplicably at ease, and his mentality changed unknowingly. Facing the rushing Futai Yanxian, he faced him without fear.
"Wei Liujia, get out of here, I will destroy that boy's origin." Futai Yanxian said angrily.
Hearing this, Wei Liujia slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Ding Chunshan, have I always been too kind, letting you always ride on my head to shit? Don't forget that I am also the owner of the mountain!"
Futai Yanxian was stunned and looked at Wei Liujia's changed aura in disbelief.
There was silence for a moment outside the palace.
"What a mountain master," the rich Yanxian reacted with a sneer, "How much contribution have you, the mountain master, made to the entire Damitian? I'm afraid you can't even afford the imperial tribute, right? You can't rely on me to get it.
location?"
"You don't care how much contribution I have made? Even if I lie down and sleep every day, I am still the owner of the mountain." Wei Liujia also sneered, "How about we make a bet, this time I will beat you in paying tribute, and you will give me
How about I take off my shoes and rub my legs?”
"As long as you can overcome me, let alone rubbing your legs with slippers, I will even lick the soles of your shoes!" Futai Yanxian said coldly, "If you are not as good as me on the other hand, then I will take the initiative to invite Zhu Shan
How about taking the position of Lord and running around three times outside the Heavenly Palace with naked buttocks?”
"I agreed." Wei Liujia glanced sideways at him, turned around and strode into the Heavenly Palace.
Futai Yanxian, who had suffered a heavy loss and knew that he had lost his face, wanted to eat him alive.
"Wei Liujia, just wait for me!"
In the vast ladder, Wei Liujia's face flushed with excitement, "Damn it, I've never been as happy as I am today. All the bad luck I suffered before has been returned today. It turns out to be so happy!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Jian Wushuang and said sincerely, "Today I am able to be completely proud and proud, and it is also thanks to your Excellency. I would like to thank you here Wei."
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, "Actually, even without the foundation I gave you, you can still feel proud."
"You have always been stuck in your own opinions, but you don't know that when you deal with that kind of person, you have to give him back harshly."
"Destroying him materially is far inferior to destroying him mentally and physically." Jian Wushuang calmly finished these words and stopped talking.
Wei Liujia was also thinking about the meaning of his words, and for a while he was a little in awe of him.
There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety steps on the ladder, until you reach the last step, the magnificent gate of the Heavenly Palace appears.
The heavenly palace where Gongzi Jiu is located is grand and majestic and full of a sense of majesty. Compared with the heavenly palace in Beitian Xianzhou of the late emperor Gongzi Mo, it is less mysterious and ingenious, and more...
It's a bit majestic.
This gave Jian Wushuang some illusions that Young Master Jiu was truly like a little emperor.
The court offering, which is held every other Chinese year, is a regulation established by Young Master Jiu after the heavenly banquet. It is intended to firmly win over the mountain lord in the Great Midian Heaven and the lord of the blessed land to prevent the birth of two minds.
The gate of the Heavenly Palace has long been opened, and the scent of agarwood drifts out from the palace, making those who hear it calm and peaceful.
A top cultivator guard came out of the hall and ushered them in one by one.
In order to show their appearance and grandeur, every mountain master who came to the Tiangong was followed by five or six top cultivators. Each of them was surrounded by a huge inlaid box, which was obviously a gift from the court.
Especially the Futai Yanxian who had previously confronted Wei Liujia outside the Heavenly Palace, followed by eight top cultivators, and the number of boxes in his arms was no less than twenty.
Wei Liujia, on the other hand, was very bachelor. He held a palm-sized Yushu Glazed Zun in his hand and took his seat.
This scene caught Futai Yanxian's eyes and almost made him laugh out loud. As someone who has acquired numerous treasures, he could naturally tell at a glance that the Jade Tree Glazed Lord in Wei Liujia's hand was even inferior to the outfit he was wearing.
"I want to see how you fight with me, just wait for three laps of Tiangong with your bare butt!" Futai Yanxian glared at him fiercely, and then took his seat.
Long before they, the mountain masters, entered the palace, Jian Wushuang noticed that six old men had already been seated at the lower position of the throne. They were all extremely mature-looking immortals, and they must be the masters of the blessed land.
Sitting next to Wei Liujia, Jian Wushuang's eyes were always staring at the empty throne.
He was expecting, hoping that the disappearing figure wearing the sky-shaped bone armor would appear in the next moment.
"Sir, are you waiting for the Second Emperor's Son to appear?" Seeing the fluctuation in Jian Wu's eyes, Wei Liujia lowered his voice and said, "The Second Emperor's Son will not move from the Immortal Platform to the Heavenly Palace until the morning bell rings three times.
"
Jian Wushuang nodded and waited attentively.
When the bell sounded like it was ringing from an eternal distance, the entire Heavenly Palace suddenly fell silent. All the mountain owners were sitting upright, and even the owners of the Blessed Land who had closed their eyes to meditate opened their eyes.
Outside the hall, there are immortal cranes chirping, and at the same time thousands of immortal clouds rise.
Guided by hundreds of cranes, a figure standing with hands behind its back, dressed in the emperor's court uniform, slowly walked into the heavenly palace.
At this moment, the seventeen mountain masters, the six blessed land masters, and a large number of Yanxian cultivators all raised their hands and said in a solemn voice, "My lords, I have an audience with the Second Emperor's son!"
Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked at his back. Compared with the earlier years when he was feasting in heaven, Young Master Jiu was a little more calm and calm, as if everything was understood, giving people a feeling of calmness.
feeling.
This is a very strong opponent, you can never guess what he is thinking.
Jian Wushuang still doesn't think that was Young Master Jiu's true strength in the fight for the peach.