The little tiger was lying on the desk chatting away, seemingly not caring about anything, but he listened to all the gossips of the immortals outside the courtyard.
She finally raised her eyes, put down the brush she was playing with, looked at the young man in brocade clothes, and called softly: "Sumirefu-kun."
The young man in brocade clothes raised his brows, with a clear smile in his eyes that were filled with flying spirit: "Your Highness, just now you think of me, it really makes me very sad."
The little tiger blinked and said, "I just heard the senior immortals who were in the courtyard calling you that way."
The young man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment, and the smile in his eyes suddenly froze.
The little tiger slowly sat up straight, looked at him seriously and sincerely, and said: "Originally, you were honest and frank, but your grandfather and father both died at the hands of the demons. That's why you are of this lineage. Only the remaining
Is it really okay for you, a single person like you, to act so lawlessly?"
Lord Jinfu said solemnly: "Even if there is only one single seedling left, my clan cannot tolerate being looked down upon by others!"
"Sumifu-kun, you don't need to be so fierce with your words. I don't mean to look down on you."
The words seemed like explanations, but Mr. Sumirefu could hear the meaning behind her words.
This little tiger doesn't even remember who he is. It seems like he has never even heard of the names of Emperor Changsheng and Jinxian Shaohao. Since they don't know each other, there's no reason for contempt.
But what is hateful about her lies precisely in this lack of acquaintance.
He is such a person, a genius like no other in the world, the youngest Golden Immortal in history, only twenty-two years old, he has been crowned with the Star Crown.
With a person like him, there are countless women in the world who want to get to know him.
He admitted that he was not a romantic person, but he always thought about his childhood friendship and remembered her for many years.
But she didn't remember him at all, and she let down this childhood friendship.
Little Tiger King seemed not to notice the cold look on Jinfu's face, and said to himself: "I find it a bit strange, in the world of Longchang of the Immortal Clan, even the Immortal Clan cannot avoid fighting overtly and covertly with the Demon Clan in other worlds.
It’s just that in this world, wars have ceased for thousands of years, and yet there are still people from the Immortal Clan who are all harmed by the Demon Clan. This is really a strange thing.”
Outside the school, the immortals who were not allowed to enter without permission heard these words, and the original noise suddenly stopped.
Sumirefu was startled for a moment, then narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "What do you mean?"
Little Tiger Lord held up his chin and said with a smile: "It has been thousands of years since the battle between hundreds of immortal sects and the Langya Demon Sect in the human world, and the battle between gods and demons in the immortal world and the demon world has been more than a million years ago. Today's Six Paths can barely be counted.
It's Haiyanheqing.
It is impossible for the Lord Immortal to waste his troops on issuing orders to conquer the demons in this age of peace and prosperity.
So what is the reason for the Changsheng Emperor’s lineage to go all out to cause trouble for the demon clan, so much so that they get into trouble, the entire clan is destroyed, and only you are left alone in the world?”
They are so sad and sensitive to the genocide of others. Although the Changsheng Emperor's lineage is not as status as the five immortals, they still have a pivotal and transcendent status in the immortal world.
Therefore, after the Changsheng Emperor's lineage experienced such bad news, at least in public, no one would be so ignorant as to directly mention the unfortunate events in his family in front of the Sumire Mansion.
However, when the little tiger talked about the unfortunate event of genocide, there was still no compassion or sympathy in his eyes, and the smile on his face was still fresh and vivid, without any malice, as if he was born without knowing what death was.
But even without any malice, Sumirefu still felt that he had been greatly provoked.
The emotions on his face gradually solidified, and his eyes were like frost. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.
The female officer who had been serving in the academy for a long time had already disliked this uninvited and unruly boy, and did not give him a chance to speak. She spoke first and took over the little tiger's words:
"Young Highness, you don't know something, right? Even if the world is at peace, it seems that the war between immortals and demons has ended long ago, but the demons are not exterminated. How can the war truly stop the war and bring peace to the world? After so many years, There are also many overt and covert struggles between the immortal world and the demon clan. As long as the opportunities in Langhuan Blessed Land in this world are endless, the struggle for cultivation will naturally be endless."
The female official spoke politely, but the death of Emperor Changsheng was not a secret.
He died not out of righteousness, but out of selfish desires.
Many immortals know that Emperor Changsheng died in a battle with the demons twenty years ago for a chance treasure.
In today's era, Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan would not issue a war order to send out troops to attack the demon clan.
But the fairy clans in all directions have the freedom to explore treasures and seek opportunities on their own.
There are six realms and four seas, and dangerous places are unpredictable. Fifteen years ago, a spring of immortality appeared from the end of the North Sea. Drinking its water can make the body immortal.
However, Emperor Changsheng's cultivation has reached a bottleneck over the years and it is difficult to make any significant progress.
In your destiny, your life expectancy is approaching. If you can drink the spring water, you can change your life.
But fifteen years ago, Mohe Shuci also deliberately took this opportunity to resurrect the seriously injured and dying young Master Milu.
Mohe Shu's Ci skills were higher than those of Emperor Changsheng, and the end of the North Sea was the territory of Zhao Kingdom where Mo Sect was respected.
Shu Ci was cunning and good at strategizing, and successfully imprisoned Emperor Changsheng. However, he wounded Emperor Changsheng but did not kill him. He deliberately released the news, which attracted all Changsheng's people to come out. Under the leadership of Jinxian Shaohao, they attacked Beihai Jiji. place.
In the end, the entire clan was destroyed.
Only seven-year-old Sumirefu survived.
Regarding the immortal spring, Emperor Changsheng was bound to get it. On the eve of going to pray for the spring, he did not forget to go to the Golden Immortal Guardian Map to deduce the heavenly secrets and got a very ominous divination.
It's just a matter of heaven, mysterious and mysterious. Emperor Changsheng regards himself as an immortal. Even if it is dangerous, he should have the power to win in danger and go to the land of opportunity.
But before that, he still had the last escape route and hope for his clan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As a sacrifice of Jinxian Shaohao's thousand-year lifespan, he sacrificed the secret technique to bless the body of Jinfu.
If one member of the Fan clan dies, the life-long cultivation of this person with the immortal blood of the same clan will be transformed into the body of a person from the Sumire Mansion.
These people of the same clan also include Emperor Changsheng himself.
But I never expected that this battle would be so dangerous that no one would survive.
Therefore, the lifelong cultivation of tens of thousands of tribesmen was tied to the body of one person in Jinfu, and they also achieved the body of a twenty-two-year-old golden immortal.
Hearing this rumor, many people in the fairy world sighed.
How can ordinary people bear the fate and cultivation of this entire clan? Extreme prosperity is naturally followed by extreme decline.
For Mr. Sumirefu, this is both a great opportunity and a great disaster.
Lord Sumirefu has reached the Golden Immortal Realm this year. It is obvious that he has survived this calamity safely. He is truly a genius and extremely remarkable.
It's just not easy to return, but everyone knows that his cultivation is borrowed from others, not from his own hard work day and night.
He keeps saying that he is the youngest golden immortal in the world who has created miracles, which inevitably makes people feel resentful.
After the female officer next to her made such a point, Xiaoshan Jun seemed to slowly remember who he was, Mr. Sumire Mansion, and she suddenly exclaimed:
"It turns out that he was the unlucky boy back then. Grandpa went to find the Fountain of Immortality in order to extend his immortality. However, he was defeated in the first battle and all the people in his clan died. It is really sad and pitiful. "
This is true, but why does it sound so weird?
Everyone looked at each other, wondering how the Changsheng Emperor, who was previously worthy of respect and unattainable, got into the mouth of the little tiger and became like a plague god that affected the lives of the entire clan.
Sumirefu's complexion became increasingly difficult to look at with the naked eye.
"Snapped!"
Finally unable to stand it anymore, Master Fanshu struck the ruler on the desk again.
She looked at Sumirefu-kun, the sternness in her eyes not lessened by his outstanding status. She frowned at him and said solemnly:
"Mr. Sumirefu, although there is no rule in the Spring and Autumn Palace to keep people out, it is not yet time and His Highness is not ready for school. It would be too rude for you to barge in like this without permission."
Mr. Jinfu's eyes moved slightly. As soon as Master Fanshu spoke, the unruly and conceited talent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.
"If Mr. Xiaoshan worships me as his teacher in the future, Master Fanshu will not think that I am rude, right?"
Although I have already guessed the purpose of his visit, after all, at this time of year, the purpose of visiting Kunlun and coming to the Spring and Autumn Palace is other than to accept the little tiger disciple.
But hearing him speak so arrogantly, the immortals were inevitably in an uproar again, feeling that this kid was really arrogant.
You must know that many great immortals who have been in hiding for many years do not dare to speak out and unilaterally announce that they will accept the little tiger as their disciple.
He is just a child with a yellow mouth and a bone age of more than twenty years, but relying on the fate accumulated by his martyrs to occupy the position of a golden immortal, it actually makes him so proud that he does not know the heights of the world.
Not to mention that everyone outside the courtyard rolled their eyes crazily, even the female officers serving in the school could not help but feel confused, and their eyes became angry.
Master Fanshu's face remained calm, he raised his eyes, looked outside the courtyard, and said calmly: "Since there are people who do not know the rules and etiquette and disturb the purity of your little highness, I can't treat you favorably and keep you waiting for a long time.
In this case, I might as well invite you all to come into the hall and talk about it."
When she found out about Sumirefu-kun's arrogance, she actually chose to ignore it. She even broke the rules and invited these immortals in advance to be fair and equitable.
Don't let this guy who broke the rules think he's different or superior to others.
Mr. Sumire slightly turned his eyes and looked coldly at the immortals who filed into the school. He smiled faintly, not caring at all, and said indifferently: "There are so many people here. If you didn't know that this evil spirit nail is a thousand
The great forbidden technique is useless, I really think that what the little tiger got is just a common cold, and I really feel that I am a bit weak, so I dare to come to the door at will."
Among the crowd, some people had already noticed that he was unhappy, and immediately retorted: "So, Sumirefu-kun has a perfect plan, and he is so confident. It seems that there is a secret method to solve this useless evil soul nail?
"
Sumirefu-kun raised his chin: "There is no perfect plan, but if you are not fully prepared, how can you dare to appear in the Spring and Autumn Palace? If you just want to try your luck casually, then you are really looking down on the little tiger, and you will waste your time in vain.
It’s a waste of time on people.”
"You!" The man laughed angrily, and crossed his arms and said, "So, Sumirefu-kun does have a countermeasure in mind, you might as well ask me to open my eyes."
Mr. Jinfu sneered, without saying anything, he flashed and appeared beside Mr. Xiaoshan. He turned his hand and with great force, he struck directly at Xiaoshanju's Tianling Gai head-on.
Master Fanshu's face changed slightly, and her eyes instantly became sharp, but she did not feel the real murderous intention and did not take action to stop it.
There were fine thunderous snake movements in Jinfu's palm, and they stopped steadily when they were three inches away from the top of the little tiger's head.
But there is a huge qi machine filled with the power of Zhengyang, and the momentum is not exhausted, pouring into the body of the little tiger.
The little tiger's body swayed slightly and he groaned. Under the influence of this qi, a dark bone evil flower gradually bloomed in his chest and heart.
It was actually a single palm that forced out the evil spirit nail's true form.
This Sumirefu-kun does have some real abilities.
Everyone was amazed.
The great evil energy visible to the naked eye swam like electricity, surged up suddenly, and backfired on the energy in Jinfu's palm, and actually invaded his body.
Someone in the crowd was waiting to see his joke: "With the tragedy of God Lord Xiyan in front of us, Lord Jinfu is really young and committed suicide..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Lord Sumire sneered on his face, and instead of closing his palms, he opened and closed his aura fiercely, and when he stretched out his hand to grab it, the insubstantial evil energy was actually like a rope.
He twisted it in his hand and pulled hard.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The thicker evil spewed out from the bone flowers like black mist.
Lord Jinfu's palms were full of energy and he spat out wild energy. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, he actually suppressed all the evil energy that had leaked out.
The little tiger's body was unstable and shaking violently. Master Fanshu, with quick eyes and quick hands, bent down and held her in his arms.
As soon as I took it, my thin and frail body was already dripping with sweat, and my clothes were already soaked.
While she felt distressed, she was also extremely shocked.
She couldn't even tell what the Sumire Mansion had done just now.
How on earth did he do it?
Sumire retracted his slightly trembling palms, his body was slightly unstable, and his still unruly face was now a bit bloodless pale. He put his fists on his lips and coughed, and a cough could be faintly seen on his lips on the back of his hands.
A splash of bright red color.
Obviously, he was not unscathed by the evil spirit.
It's just that compared to Xi Yanjun, who has a much higher level of cultivation, he has obviously made great achievements.
Pretending to be nonchalant, he wiped the blood on the back of his hands and glanced down at the little tiger, who was shivering in pain in the arms of Master Fanshu.
The uncontrollable and unruly spirit in his eyes was becoming more and more agitated and wild at this moment, and it had even reached the point where it could be said that he was obviously feeling happy.
"How about it? Now when you look up to the six realms, apart from His Majesty the Demon King, I am the only one. If you know what I am, kneel down and bow down three times and nine times to worship me as your teacher. I can see that you are still young.
For my sake, I don’t care about your words and deeds.”
(PS: There is a small bug in this chapter. The cultivation level of Buried Heart is far inferior to that of Golden Immortal. I almost typed it wrong. Thanks to the little cutie for reminding me, I changed it to Shu Ci, the big fox.)