The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 181 Nanling Festival
Nanling is the birthplace of the Big Dipper race, and has a longer history than the other four regions.

But compared to the bustling Zhongzhou and the resplendent Eastern Wasteland, this ancient land seems a bit lonely.

The Big Dipper ancient star has countless supreme inheritances, but none of them are located in Nanling.

Even the desolate Western Desert and Northern Plains have the inheritance of Amitabha Buddha and the Great Emperor Luangu, but Nanling has none.

Now the most powerful force in Nanling is the Demon Emperor Palace, but they only have the incomplete inheritance of the Demon Emperor, and the emperor soldiers have never seen it.

Because of this, a chain of contempt was formed among the monks of the five domains:

Zhongzhou—Eastern Desolation—Western Desert—Beiyuan—Nanling.

"Everyone says that I have no emperor in Nanling, isn't this a slap in the face? Now that the emperor is born today, I see who will dare to belittle me and other Nanling monks in the future!" A cheeky man put his wine bowl heavily on the table.

"That's right, everyone used to say that my Nanling was a barren land, but when the Great Emperor's ruins came out, they all rushed to grab them shamelessly, and everyone's nose was sharper than a dog's!" A fair young monk agreed with a blushing face.

"Boy, you have the guts to say it again, what happened to their noses?"

A sinister voice sounded from the back of the young man's neck, making him jump up in fright, most of the drunkenness gone.

The young monk took a closer look and saw a big black dog with shiny fur staring at him unkindly.

"Why do you scare people for no reason?" The young man was dissatisfied.

In the land of Nanling, the power of the Yaozu is the strongest, so the young man's tone is quite restrained, but obviously the big black dog is very dissatisfied with his response, and opened his mouth wide:

"Wang! This empress not only wants to scare you, but also accepts you as my favourite!"

The young monk immediately got angry, and slapped the table: "Bold dog monster, how dare you be so rude! Do you know that I am... um..."

The young man's remaining words were blocked back, his elder, a white-haired old man tightly covered his mouth, and said to the big black dog:
"Fellow Daoist, don't blame me, children are ignorant, I must discipline them well from now on..."

The old man was talking nonsense, and the big black dog left cursing.

It was only then that the young man waited for a chance to speak: "Grandpa, why are you being so mean to a dog, can it still eat me?"

The old man poked the young man's forehead fiercely: "You almost got into a catastrophe, that dog even dared to kill the Lord of the Holy Land, let alone you!"

The young man seemed to have thought of something, Ji Lingling shuddered and said: "Could it be that god damn dog in Donghuang?"

……

This is a famous spiritual mountain in the depths of the Nanling Mountains, named Pingshan, so named because of its shape like a vase.

It was night, the moon was hanging high, and there was a lot of people.

Recently, a news spread all over the world that someone discovered the inheritance of the Nanling Heavenly Emperor near this mountain range, which attracted countless monks from the five regions.

No matter when, the inheritance of a great emperor is extremely precious, even if it is a lot of incomplete inheritance, it can make the major forces break their heads.

Regarding the Nanling Heavenly Emperor, there is very little useful information. There are only sporadic legends that can prove that Nanling has been in seclusion for a period of time. Others are male or female, and all races are blank.

The reason why people believe in his existence is because there were indeed some people who obtained several of his secret techniques in Nanling in history, such as Three Thousand Worlds, Universe in the Sleeve, and so on.

Regarding his true identity, there are many speculations circulating. Some say that he is the Emperor Hengyu in his later years, some say that he is the Emperor Chaos Ancient, and some say that he is a ruthless person from a certain life.

In the past few days, countless monks plowed the nearby mountains several times, but found nothing. The search momentum gradually slowed down, so a gathering was held here, where they recited poems, admired the moon, and exchanged ideas.

The sound of silk and bamboo is melodious, and Wu Feier, the second pearl of Nanling, sits in a pavilion and plays the piano, which adds a lot to the grand event.

Under a huge laurel tree, two handsome men sat opposite each other, chatting with each other with colorful flowers.

"Brother Feng is here to compete with me this time?" the man in purple asked.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and shook his head: "There is no rush for this matter, we will talk about it when your realm improves."

The man in purple smiled wryly and shook his head: "Brother Feng's rapid progress in cultivation is really impressive. If you want to catch up with you, hard work is not enough. I will enter the ancient road of starry sky in a few days. There's enough training."

The man in Tsing Yi said: "The strongest trial road is really worth going! I'm going to set off in a while..."

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the monks gathered, and they looked in one direction.

I saw nine hideous dragons with scales and armor descending from the sky pulling a carriage frame, and a man as bright as the sun stepped out of it.

"It's the Fluctlight King!"

"Yaoguang Wang Zhenrenjie, two days ago, he killed the eight masters in a battle, and the heroes lost their voices. Even the ancient monster clan dared not speak. It really gave me the prestige of the human race!"

"Isn't that right? He has been in seclusion for many years and finally succeeded in slaying the Dao. Now that he is born in a high-profile manner, it seems that he is going to show off his power!"

As the third non-ancient prince master who slashed Dao after Zhonghuang and Nanyao, Yaoguang has extremely high popularity and prestige, and has attracted the attention of the audience since then. Those who did not dare to provoke, silently moved to other areas.

Under the warm welcome of a group of monks, Yaoguang walked slowly into the meeting place. He greeted the monks in the venue with a warm smile, without any airs, which made people feel good.

At this moment, one of the people surrounded by Yaoguang suddenly stared at the two people under the osmanthus tree. When everyone stood up to salute, the two people sitting still were so conspicuous.

For some unknown reason, the man's face darkened, and he snorted and said, "You two, the King of Light is here, but you are not polite. Are you a little arrogant?"

Seeing him suddenly making a sound, the rest of the people also looked over curiously, and the two under the tree became the focus for a while.

However, being stared at by so many eyes, the two of them remained unmoved, and they still sipped the wine in a leisurely manner, as if they hadn't heard anyone speak at all.

Seeing the reaction of the two people, many people felt a little more searching in their eyes. Now that the name of Yaoguang is known all over the world, these two people dare to make such a gesture, which probably has a lot of background.

Even Yaoguang put away his smile and turned his gaze to this side.

The person who spoke didn't seem to expect that these two people would dare to ignore him, his eyes turned cold, and he strode over.

"What a big air, are you provoking the majesty of the king of the human race?"

Seeing that this person had a tendency to do something, everyone at the party became more interested, and they all stared at him unblinkingly, as if watching a good show.

But Yaoguang's eyes flickered, and he didn't speak, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

A gust of wind blows, and pieces of pink osmanthus fall down, poetic and beautiful.

The figure of the person who made the sound flickered, and immediately disappeared among the petals in the sky.

The moonlight is like water, covering the night with a layer of mist, and the crystal petals also add a bit of whiteness. Without a sound, the flying insects turn into dust, the bluestone turns into ashes, and where the flowers fall, everything is destroyed.

Many people's eyes became serious. This kind of method was unpredictable, and many people present could not resist it.

"Who is this person? Although he is a sycophant, he does have some skills!" A fat Taoist priest with a rosy complexion asked.

On the opposite side of him, a strong young man carrying a big stick replied in a muffled voice: "Xue Yilun from the Nanling Xue family. He can be regarded as a somewhat famous master."

The big black dog on the side sneered: "It's a pity that the eyes are not good. I'm afraid that from now on, there will be no Xue family in Nanling."

　One more chapter tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)