Chapter 341: Gamblers wailing, weird situation, there is a road to the Immortal Palace but you don’t take it, the Pure Yang Holy Seal opens the light of the sky
"Such a domineering and crazy attitude must not be the work of my husband. Who wrote this sentence?" Princess Jing looked at him carefully for a while, staring at her husband with burning eyes and asked.
"Madam, since you have already guessed it, why do you still ask?"
The couple looked at each other, with a faint smile, and Princess Jing floated away, leaving only a wisp of fragrant breeze behind her.
The candlelight flickered in the room, illuminating King Jing's flickering face.
Just then, there were one long and two short knocks on the door and it opened.
A hooded man in black walked in quietly. As soon as he entered the door, he took off his hood, revealing a head of white hair.
"I have met King Jing."
"Senior Shen Ji Bai Xiao is here. This time, everything went so smoothly thanks to your guidance. Thank you for your hard work."
King Jing poured a cup of fragrant tea and walked forward with the tea bowl in hand, smiling.
"How dare I trouble Your Highness with my achievements in size?"
"I am really confused as to why you have ventured here so late at night. Xue Lingzi has used the corpse of a powerful man from the ancient demon royal family, Moruo Ke clan, as his puppet, and he has even stepped half a step into the realm of palm. If my guess is correct, this person must have completely advanced during the fight."
"If the worst happens, all your years of planning will be wasted, and the situation will fall into the hands of King Wu. I wonder why you want me to advocate that Blood Spirit will win, instead of betting on both sides?"
"In this way, even if Taoist Hidden Dragon is defeated, we won't lose too badly."
King Jing smiled slightly when he heard this, his face full of confidence.
"Sir, a king should be decisive and consistent."
"If this is a great success, then no one will be able to threaten my position. If I fail miserably, it will just be a change in the offensive and defensive forces. I will just lie dormant for another hundred years. With my foundation, even if I lose this time, I can still stay in the game. If King Wu loses, then he will have nothing."
"To forget one's life for the sake of small gains, and to cherish one's body when doing great things, is not what a king does."
Prince Jing leaned forward slightly on the armchair, his eyes full of confidence and calmness.
Seeing King Jing like this, Shen Ji Bai Xiao felt relieved. He cupped his hands and said:
"Since Your Highness is confident, I am willing to do my best to help you. I will add fuel to the fire tomorrow."
"It all depends on you gentlemen."
For a moment, the two of them seemed like a king and his subject, smiling at each other. After Shen Ji Bai Xiao left, the room fell into silence, and the light in King Jing's eyes gradually dimmed.
"Lord Tanlang, please don't let me down."
He sighed, opened the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, and then walked towards Princess Jing's bedroom.
Now he is far from being as confident as he is in front of others. He is just pretending to be confident.
Whoever retreats loses.
Having been King Jing for hundreds of years, he knew the temperament of his father, the thousand-year-old emperor, very well. If he played both sides, even if the acquired Tanlang Star Lord won, he would still lose in his father's heart.
Such a king is not worthy of being the emperor of the Qin Dynasty.
And he is not such a king.
Lifting the beaded curtain, in front of the dressing table, 'Little Koala' was already wearing a light gauze, with her red lips gently biting rouge paper, and she was dressed up.
As a couple for many years, how could she not know the pressure her husband was under now? Little Koala smiled sweetly, just like she did back then.
That year, after she finished playing on the swing, she got up, lazily straightened her slender hands, walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, but she sniffed the green plums.
"Madam, you."
"Hiss~" King Jing took a breath and lowered his head to gaze at the beautiful figure.
After a cup of tea.
The moonlight disappeared into the clouds, and the shadows gradually overlapped. The wind was exceptionally noisy tonight. I could smell the green plums, the green plums. My gold hairpins slipped off my socks, and my thin gauze was soaked with sweat.
The shadows of the bamboo outside the house were made more graceful by the strong wind, and the green bamboo swayed from side to side.
…. "The wind is really strong today! Fellow Daoist Lin Luo, drink!"
"What the Taoist said is true, it is really fucking awesome!" Lin Luo was wearing the familiar purple silk stockings, with her legs together and sideways under the table, drinking happily with Yi Chen.
Today Lin Luo sent him an invitation, inviting him to her house for a drink, so Yi Chen came.
For some reason, Lin Luo did not feel disgusted by Yi Chen who kept calling her "tama". Instead, she felt quite curious. She covered her face with her wide sleeves, drank another cup and agreed with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle. I wonder how confident you are?"
Yi Chen raised his head and saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him intently.
"Needless to say, does Xue Lingzi have the strength to fight with me? Ten points!" Yi Chen smiled and spread out his two big hands, then suddenly clenched his fists.
The sonic boom sounded very strong and powerful.
To be honest, he had taken a fancy to the corpse puppet of the ancient demon royal family controlled by Xue Lingzi. This thing was obviously destined for him. If he didn't fight for this deep red spot, would he, Yi Chengzi, still be a human being? "Really?"
"That's natural, full marks."
"Get lost!" Lin Luo immediately started to laugh and curse upon hearing this. After all, some people were led astray by certain Taoist priests, becoming less rigid and more lively.
"How much did you buy, Brother Lin?"
"If the Taoist priest loses the day after tomorrow, Lin Luo might have to move to the Criminal Court."
"Awesome." Yi Chen raised his thick eyebrows. This time he did not joke, but said seriously, "But don't panic, fellow Daoist. I think in two days, fellow Daoist Lin Luo, you will have two houses."
The two men looked at each other and drank until dawn before leaving.
Damn it, Yi Chen found himself surrounded by a bunch of parasites, and only he, Yi Chengzi, was carrying the burden and moving forward. The atmosphere in the cultivation world had been ruined by others.
Of course, it definitely wasn’t Yichengzi who did it.
On the second day, colorful lanterns were hung high in the Mingxiang Tower, and the whole hall was cheering! "Great! In this Dharma Assembly, Senior Shenji Baixiao eliminated that despicable Star Lord and won eight out of ten times. His record is outstanding. I wonder which one do you think is more promising for the champion of this battle?"
A man stood up in the hall and asked with a bow.
Relying on the predictions of other matches by Shen Ji Bai Xiao, he made a lot of money and accumulated enough resources to reach the True Lord realm.
Yu Dichun was curled up in a corner, with a plate of fennel beans and a small pot of wine on the table, and he was silent.
The excitement belongs to others, but he has nothing.
"I feel so ashamed of you all. The Star Lord of Greedy Wolf always does things that are unexpected and hidden too deeply. I was careless."
"However, this time, I am still optimistic about Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi. You should have heard the reasons behind the previous battle between Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi and Fellow Daoist Zuo Wangji of the Supreme Dao Sect. If I am right, Fellow Daoist Xue Lingzi should have another trump card. Everyone, listen to the dragon's roar~"
….. "Everyone, it is not a loss if there is a bet. Today, to show my sincerity and for the sake of my reputation as a master of all things, I will pledge all my wealth, even this magic weapon I carry with me.
In my humble opinion, Brother Xue Lingzi will surely win. If not, I swear by my heart that I will never comment on any fight again in my lifetime."
"Of course, these are just my personal opinions. Fighting is risky, so you all need to be cautious."
"Cai! Senior Takayoshi."
"Senior, you made a mistake before because this humble Star Lord was too insidious. You don't have to blame yourself." A cultivator with a gleam in his eyes stood up and spoke loudly in the crowd.
Everyone nodded at once.
"I won't lose if I bet? I won't lose if I bet! Okay! I, Fu Dichun, will fight you, the Greedy Wolf Star Lord."
Sitting in a corner, Yu Dichun raised his head and poured a mouthful of muddy wine down his throat. He stood up and walked towards a shop. He was willing to sign a hundred-year contract with someone and take another gamble.
The wind on the long street was quite strong today, blowing up the leek green robe of Yudiol.
Although Fu Dichun's body had long been immune to cold and heat, for some reason, his big hands clasped in his sleeves were shaking slightly, and his heart felt a little cold.
He looked up at the pale sun in the sky and felt beads of cold sweat on his forehead. For a moment, he stood in front of a store, hesitating, with an uncertain expression.
"Damn it, why are there so many visiting cards? What is this that I can't discuss with a male Taoist friend? I'll just have to meet them." Yi Chen threw a pile of visiting cards onto the table, turned around and walked into the quiet room. The topmost visiting card had Zu Wangji's name written on it.
The war was approaching, and he had to prepare well.
What Yi Chen didn't know was that Xue Lingzi had already sent away the fifth wave of fellow Taoists. At this moment, he felt his facial muscles were slightly stiff.
There was no other way. Chen Haichao came personally to instruct him on his assignment. Those who handed in the visiting cards were all powerful elders and seniors from the Demon Sect, and there were even people from neutral sects. This matter would be of great benefit to their Yuling Shengkui Sect in the future when challenging the Wuding Shen Sect, so he had to do as he was told.
After a brief demonstration, everyone left with satisfaction. Huge amounts of wealth flowed into the stall again, which actually lowered the odds of Blood Spirit Son again, and was then taken up by the mysterious force.
Two major rivals quietly formed, and undercurrents were surging at the bottom.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
At this moment, Ye Qingxue from Qianyuan Sword Sect was also telling something to the beautiful woman.
"Qingxue, are you so confident in the Star Lord Tanlang? Now many people are more optimistic about Xue Lingzi." The beautiful woman chuckled.
"Master, that's because they haven't really fought against Greedy Wolf Star Lord. Qingxue has been thinking carefully these days and has tasted some of his feelings. If they had faced Greedy Wolf Star Lord directly, they would know that this person is like an iceberg on the sea surface, and what is exposed outside is only the tip of the iceberg."
"Surpassing this person is Qingxue's goal."
Ye Qingxue's eyes were bright, and the sound of sword energy rang as she spoke. A circle of sword wheels appeared under her slender feet, and a purple sword shadow suddenly rose from her eyes.
"Good! Good! Good! Break first and then build. Qingxue, your breakthrough on the battlefield was interrupted by the Star Lord Tanlang. I thought it would take you several more years to condense the sword domain, but unexpectedly, you have succeeded now. Now you have the ability to fight with Zuowangji."
The beautiful woman burst into laughter upon seeing this. She pondered for a while and said, "How about this, although I am still optimistic about Xue Lingzi, since Qingxue insists, then our Qianyuan Sword Sect will take part. Of course, I will buy less."
The same scene also happened within the major sects. For example, Zuowangji of the Taishang Taoist sect was optimistic about Tanlang Xingjun, while Queyunzi of the Zaohua Taoist sect was just the opposite. For a time, the major sects split into two factions, the party of Tanlang Xingjun and the party of Xuelingzi.
The leaders of the sixteen top sects rarely saw such a grand event, and they were so excited that they even started gambling with others in private, pushing this event to a new level.
If the leader likes something, the subordinates will follow suit. All the big guys joined in. If they plucked a leg hair, it would be thicker than the waist of others. This attracted countless monks who had no intention of playing the game to join in.
The depth and breadth of the battle at the Daqin Dharma Assembly spread like a virus, far exceeding everyone's expectations and attracting everyone's attention.
The situation had grown so big that even King Jing and King Wu were unable to handle it, and private betting became a trend.
…. … .Time is like a scumbag. It never stops for any woman. In the blink of an eye, the day of the Great Qin Law Assembly has arrived.
As there were too many monks coming to watch the battle, the Millennium Emperor specially changed the place of the fight for this grand event. He ordered the use of formations to enclose an area with a diameter of 30,000 meters, built a high platform, and set up a large formation of heaven and earth to block the aftermath of the battle between the two.
After all, the last time the Star Lord of Greedy Wolf revealed his magical body, he caused quite a bit of trouble. This time, with the large formation blocking it, there would be no problem.
Above Qingming, Xue Lingzi had an indifferent expression, and the heavenly wind filled his sleeves and danced violently.
If before he was just seeking revenge for his junior fellow apprentice, now he has another reason not to lose.
If he lost this time... he couldn't even imagine the consequences.
With the participation of other sects, things like fighting spirit are going to get more serious. The consequence of escalating the situation is what it is today, with clear divisions and strong barriers under the high platform.
The sun is at its zenith.
In the center of the arena, an incense stick as thick as an arm had burned more than halfway. Xue Lingzi had been blowing it above Qingming for half a day, but the Star Lord Tanlang still did not show up.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes focused on Yuanjun who was wearing a peach blossom mask.
Damn it, could it be that the Star Lord Tan Lang has run away?
Being stared at by so many cultivators at once, even Yuan Jun, with his cultivation level, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.
She smiled and said, "Don't worry, the little wolf will be here soon. I'll urge him right away."
"Alas, I just got some inspiration for the ninth halberd move, and now I have to work again." Yi Chen sighed. When he was in seclusion to adjust his state, he suddenly had some inspiration, which delayed him a little.
Just as Yuanjun took out the purple star disk, suddenly a tall figure holding a spear slowly walked towards them on the distant horizon.
With one step forward, the majestic figure disappeared a hundred meters away.
"Majestic, wise and brave, unrivalled in his abilities."
"Heroes laugh and decide the fate of the world."
"All the giants of heaven and earth praise my power!"
"It is difficult to brush away even a speck of dust from my palm!"
The poem is finished and the figure stops.
The lofty poem echoes through the cold and steep peaks, with a majestic and unique momentum.
The majestic figure bent his knees, and suddenly bounced up like a spring, and then suddenly accelerated down! With a loud bang, a majestic figure fell in the center of the arena, blowing up thousands of feet of smoke and dust, and the strong wind aroused extinguished the incense sticks on the big tripod in the center of the arena.
Everyone turned their eyes to the figure in the field.
"Shit, what happened? Why do these people's eyes look a little weird?" The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, but Yi Chen's five senses were so sharp that he immediately discovered that something was wrong. Everything was wrong.
At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in Yi Chen's heart.
"Little Wolf, this is a big deal, you must not lose."
It was Yuanjun's voice.
Damn, who can tell me, what the hell happened during the two days I was in seclusion? What did you do, Yuanjun? Did you cover your position again?
Yi Chen was surprised, but now was not the time to think about these things. He suddenly thrust his holy spear into the ground, and the ground solidified by the formation was easily penetrated by the spear, leaving only a round metal handle exposed.
He stepped forward with his big foot with an indifferent expression.
I saw a bright beam of light emanating from the halberd, and the blazing white light suddenly lifted Yi Chen's body up, and it didn't stop until it was half a head higher than the Blood Spirit.
"Lord Tan Lang, you are here."
"Wrong (liao), it's me, Zhenshi Chunyang, here I come."
"I hate it most when others stand taller than me. Xue Lingzi, you don't mind, do you?" Yi Chen grinned, with a hint of ferocity in his smile.
"I don't mind. Why should I mind a dead person? I thought you didn't dare to come." Xue Lingzi said with a smile.
"Fuck you, you are so brave! There is a way to the Immortal Palace but you don't take it. The Pure Yang Holy Seal will open the sky to light!"
Amidst the angry roars, the Pure Yang Heavenly Gate descended, and Yi Chen's huge spiritual shadow suddenly unfolded.
The overlord raised his halberd, and with the halberd at five points, he swallowed up the heavens and destroyed the earth, and entered reincarnation.
Amidst the turbulent wind and clouds, a dark vortex suddenly emerged, and the majestic extreme energy and the surging river of blood suddenly collided with each other.
Just one strike and everyone was shocked!
(End of this chapter)