Huayu City, in front of the mountain and stone room behind the Huayu Tower, grandma Chu Bijun took two peony and blue and white landlords, and waited here quietly. The dazzling sunlight poured down, and the birds were tweeting non-stop, but their complexions were still flat, their eyes were staring straight at the stone gate in front, as if they were waiting for something.
squeak!
At this time, with a heavy sound, Shimen slowly opened. Four figures came out from the inside. At present, one person covered his face with a light veil. The beautiful shadow was like a fairy descending to the earth. It was just a glance. Although she could not see her face, it already made the hearts of all mortals in the world speed up, and couldn't help but yearn for her. .
And behind her, there are three old women, their expressions are indifferent, but between the eyebrows, there is a look of joy.
Eyelids trembled slightly, Chu Bijun raised his hand, but hearing the sound of breaking through the air, three piercing silver needles shot straight at the current woman. But the woman didn't panic and raised her hand lightly.
In an instant, a thick cold air formed a thin wall covering the sides. The three silver needles just passed through this air wall, and then quickly condensed frost, and fell to the ground with a clatter, breaking into pieces of ice!
The pupils of the eyes suddenly condensed, and my grandma nodded in admiration, and exclaimed with joy: "Qingcheng, your strength is really improved and reborn. It is not like a person who has spent nearly ten years of training time. At this time, go to participate in the contention of a hundred schools of thought. , And it’s by no means inferior to the little guys from the other six!"
That's right, this person is Chu Qingcheng who has been practicing in retreat for five years. At this moment, she is no longer as weak as she was five years ago. Just standing there, he stood still like an iceberg, really worthy of the title of that flying cold phoenix!
"Where, grandma won the prize, thanks to the three worshippers who helped me practice day and night. Three worshippers, it's really hard work!"
Chu Qingcheng turned around, leaned slightly, and bowed respectfully to the three of them. Grandma and the others hurriedly bowed to thank them. The three leaned back and smiled faintly: "We are worshipping the Huayu Tower, and it should be a small favor. Moreover, Qingcheng is inherently talented and intelligent, and we are nothing more than stimulating the potential in her body, it's really nothing!"
Upon hearing this, the four worshipped again gratefully, and the three worshippers waved their hands and closed the stone gate. Only Chu Bijun and the others could come to Chu Qingcheng and take a good look at her.
"The Eighth Stage of Profound Sky, not bad, not bad! This time we are going to a hundred schools of thought to contend, we really have to let the world take a look at Huayu Tower!" Chu Bijun's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again.
The host Qinghua also smiled and said: "This time Qingcheng shot, really want to give us Huayu Lou a face, after seeing the other six, dare not to look down on our women, huh!"
"Ha ha ha... This is certain, but..." He chuckled and nodded, but soon, Chu Bijun frowned and said solemnly, "Even if we want to let them know, we are the next generation of Huayu Tower. Strength, we must also distinguish our positions! We must take this opportunity of a hundred schools of thought to suppress the arrogance of the emperors, or let them advance all the way, which is very detrimental to us!"
"That's right, so Qingcheng, you must cooperate with Qianlong Pavilion and Jianhou Mansion, our two allies. I have already passed anger with them before, and they will cooperate with you too!" The host Qinghua pondered for a while and immediately said: " As for your opponents, apart from the emperor gate, Medicine King Palace, Nethergu, and Happy Forest also seem to have been confirmed to stand with them. The Imperial Seven Factions can be said to have been divided into two factions! So this time, a hundred schools of thought are contending. It is estimated that he will never leave any face to the other party again, it will be very tragic!"
Frowning slightly, Chu Qingcheng was worried, and said: "The monster at the Emperor's Gate, Huangpu Qingtian is no longer able to deal with it, so he has to use three to four, this..."
"Hahaha... Don't worry, it's not three-on-four, it's four-on-four. I heard that the Luo family will also come to participate this time, but they were a third-rate family before. It is estimated that they will have to go through two rounds of elimination before they can stand with us. . I just don’t know who they will send this time..." Grandma frowned slightly, thinking carefully.
Chu Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and he said with joy, "Luo Family, then will he come?"
I fully understood who Chu Qing said he was referring to, but grandma shook her head and frowned, "I don't know, it should have been him. But now, he has been missing for more than five years. Even the Luo family doesn’t even know about it. Therefore, there should be very few people who can rely on the Luo family this time!"
"What, he is missing, what's the matter?" However, Chu Qingcheng didn't care how much the Luo family could help him this time. Instead, he was very worried about Zhuo Fan, and his grandmother shook her head helplessly.
This feeling is really intestinal poison, which makes people lose themselves!
The host Qinghua glanced at her, and after thinking about it, he lamented: "I heard that five years ago, someone had seen him in Luo Lei Gorge. But after that, he never appeared again. I guess..."
After a violent earthquake, Chu Qingcheng shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, it is impossible for him to have an accident!"
The poster Peony really couldn't see it, and cursed: "That bad-hearted person, what does it matter if something goes wrong? He is not rare at all for your friendship with him!"
A bewilderment flashed in Chu Qingcheng's eyes, and she was puzzled, but her grandmother said solemnly, "Qingcheng, no matter whether he will show up by then, I hope you can stay away from him. I met him and I can't read it wrong. His ambition is so big that it is very popular, and it is a generation of heroes. Although such a man fascinates women, it also hurts women the most. Because in his heart, women are just cumbersome and he will not cherish it. So for You yourself, don't be too obsessed!"
Chu Qingcheng blinked his eyes and remained silent, with only a wry smile in his heart.
But, I can't look back anymore...
On the other hand, a stone gate in Jianhou's Mansion opened slowly at this moment. Two young people walked out from inside, one was Xie Tianyang, and the other was a young man with white temples. His eyes were muddy, and he seemed to have no emotion at all, cold like a weapon.
But the light that flashes from time to time is like two sharp swords, and people just look at it, and feel that there are thousands of swords in their heart, and they don't want to live, and they dare not look directly.
This person is the first genius of Jianhou Mansion, Xie Tianyang's eldest brother, one of the six dragons, the golden sword dragon, Xie Tianshang!
"Tianshang, Tianyang, you are finally out!" Outside Shimen, Xie Xiaofeng laughed and came to the two of them and patted their arms.
Xie Tianyang grinned, raised his head and said: "Father, now I have completely practiced the family inherited martial arts, the ethereal nine styles, I can marry Ning'er."
Xie Tianshang nodded slightly, nodded, then walked around Xie Xiaofeng and walked towards the martial arts field: "I have to practice swords for a while.
Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile, looking at these two sons, feeling helpless.
The eldest son is a martial idiot, practicing all the time, and he doesn’t even care about the family affection on weekdays; the second child is a idiot, thinking about marriage all the time. If he didn’t use this to seduce him, he would probably follow When the woman was together, she wouldn't mention the sword again.
Xie Xiaofeng sighed, these two sons, if they could combine them together!
At this time, Jian followed the wind and came to him and persuaded: "Palace Master should not worry, he will naturally settle down after Tianyang. As for Tianshang, there is a person hidden in his heart. Don't defeat that person, he I won't be reconciled!"
"You mean, that monster at the Emperor's Gate?" Xie Xiaofeng sighed: "Forget it, I don't want him to fight that little monster. That way, I will only insult myself!"
After Jian followed the wind, he nodded and sighed...
In addition, in the back garden of Qianlong Pavilion.
A young man in fine clothes and jade clothes was walking in it, taking a deep breath, and an intoxicating color appeared on his face: "Ah, the air outside is better, it's comforting!"
"Lord Young Master!" Suddenly, with a loud shout, Long Jiu walked slowly, his face was shocked: "When did you leave the customs, why don't I know?"
"Hey hey... If I let you know, there will be a celebration or something, noisy! It's better to come here by myself and relax!" The young man laughed, but he was a little strange: "By the way, Uncle Ji, How about Xiaokui and Xiaojie, why haven't I found them for so long?"
"Ha ha ha... They are hurrying to practice!"
"Hey, when have they been so diligent?" the young man asked strangely.
Unable to smile mysteriously, Long Jiu grinned loudly: "Lord Master, you have been in retreat for ten years and you don’t know anything! If you have seen the battle in Huayulou and been stimulated, it is estimated that you are more diligent than them. !"
"What do you mean?" The young man raised his brows, his face full of incomprehension.
But Long Jiu laughed and didn't say anything. The young man was not stimulated, and he was really unmotivated...
In this way, at the same time, the strongest geniuses of the seven families, six dragons and one phoenix, went out one after another to prepare for the upcoming contention of a hundred schools of thought. especially…
In Suolong City, in front of the secret room behind the emperor's gate, people had already gathered. But seeing the Shimen gradually opening, two people walked out from inside, the current one is a young man, his face is calm, every step is very indifferent, but extremely calm. The mighty majesty made some Tianxuan elders present couldn't help backing back again and again, with horrified expressions on their faces.
Behind him, there is a big enshrinement to Huangpu Fenglei, and a triumphant look flashes in his eyes.
"Big worship, how is the progress?" Huang Pu Tianyuan asked lightly, looking at Huangpu Fenglei.
Gently stroking his beard, Huangpu Fenglei smiled slightly: "The old man personally tuned it out, it is the best in the world, no one can compare it!"
"Great worship, this is surprising!"
However, as soon as his words fell, the young man said coldly and retorted: "I am Huangpu Qingtian not from your training, but as it is. And father, your question just now is too much. !"
The body shook suddenly, everyone looked at Huang Pu Tianyuan's rebellious words and deeds, but they all nodded again and again. This is the imperial aura!
Taking a deep breath, Huang Pu Tianyuan smiled with satisfaction: "Since you have this confidence, you won't ask too much for your father. I believe that in this controversy of a hundred schools of thought, everyone will be shocked and let us imperial power. , Covering seven families!"
"Father, you are wrong again. I am not confident, but should be like this! I don't need to let them be shocked in order to let the imperial gate envelop Qijia. But my presence is enough! Qijia! Unify, what you can't accomplish, let me do it!"
Huangpu Qingtian walked out calmly, and someone immediately put on a golden cloak for him. That grace and luxury, as if contempt all mortals.
Even if Emperor Pu Tianyuan saw this, he didn't feel that he was secretly angry, which was obviously rebellious.
But at the imperial gate, this is the imperial aura. It doesn't matter if the father and son are fighting for the position of sect master, as long as the one who can live it! The emperor's art was unanimously approved by the entire family, and even the master himself could not change.
Leng Wuchang slowly came to Huang Pu Tianyuan, bowed slightly, and smiled lightly: "The great young man has this aura and is very precious, but you must act cautiously, or you will capsize in the gutter!"
"Oh, what do you say?" Huang Pu Tianyuan glanced at him lightly.
A faint light flashed in Leng Wuchang’s eyes: “Recently, Tianyu has released a small evil star named Zhuo Fan, who has made trouble with the entire seven families. There are as many as dozens of seven elders who died in his hands. The second son was killed by him. I heard that he will also participate in the contention of a hundred schools of thought this time, so please be careful!"
"Huh, the second child is a trash. It's not surprising to be killed. Those elders are more trash than the second child, and they are more damned! But this kid killed so many people in a row and can still keep him alive. How useless are you guys? Ah! Or, he is the same as the ancient tee three hundred years ago, he has the courage of invincibility?" Huangpu Qingtian glanced at him lightly and said coldly.
Leng Wuchangshi smiled and shook his head: "A monster like the ancient tee is rare in thousands of years and is very comparable. However, he is different from the ancient tee. Although the ancient tee is powerful, he is a reckless man. It is not wise to fight against the power of a country. But this kid is very cunning, the best at forming gangs. So far we have not taken his head, and it is only because three of the seven families have formed alliances with him. , He hugged one of the four pillars again, the thigh of God of War Dugu Zhantian, it seems that the royal family is also covering him, so that we can not shoot him..."
"Oh, then he's still a strategy man?" Huangpu Qingtian said with a light smile and shook his head, "Well, since you are so trash, then I will solve him personally in the contention of a hundred schools of thought!"
"Lord, please be careful. In the past few years, anyone who underestimates this kid has nothing to end!"
Leng Wuchang bowed again, but as soon as he said this, he exchanged Huangpu Qingtian's indifferent eyes: "Mr. Leng, your excellency, I really appreciate it, but please don't compare me with your rubbish! , After getting that kid's head, the position of the emperor's doormaster... Father, shouldn't it give way?"
His body shook violently, and Huang Pu Tianyuan's expression became more gloomy!
This is his good son, the strongest genius of the seven families, the head of the six dragons, who always wants to seize the throne with his own father, Zhentian Emperor Long, Huangpu Qingtian...