At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 371 Three Royal Ancestors
Moreover, from what the King of Xiliang said, it seemed that he was interested in supporting Longhu Mountain. The old Taoist priest immediately understood Xiao Han's intention and was unwilling to let Wudang dominate alone.

This is definitely great news for Longhu Mountain.

Soon, the old Taoist priest brought over a kind-hearted young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a thin physique and a slightly old face.

However, Xiao Han only took a glance and found that the boy's bones were of excellent quality. He nodded slightly, waved his sleeves, and injected the ball of luck in his hand into the boy's body.

From then on, he was a peerless genius with great luck. If nothing unexpected happened, a powerful master warrior would be born in Longhu Mountain in ten years.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The old Taoist priest bowed respectfully.

"It's just a little effort."

Xiao Han shook his head, "Besides, I am just offering you something on behalf of others. This fortune originally belonged to you, Longhu Mountain."

"Your Majesty?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"This child has great talent."

"If you teach him well, he will become a great man one day."

He smiled, put his hands behind his back, walked out of the hall, and continued walking deep into the back mountain.

"There are still several royal ancestors in Longhu Mountain."

Xiao Han asked.

"There are three of us in total, and there are two left."

The old Taoist priest answered.

As he was speaking, Xiao Han suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You are quite smart. You knew that I am coming, and you want to run away?"

When the old Taoist priest was confused, Xiao Han narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Come back."

The next moment, a young man in a loose white Taoist robe flew back from the depths of the back mountain and fell heavily to the ground.

"This is?"

There was some doubt in the old Taoist's eyes.

Without waiting for him to speak, Xiao Han stretched out his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and a terrifying force enveloped the boy's body.

The young man's expression was ferocious, and a vague image of oldness appeared on his face. The energy, spirit, and luck in his body were being drained out at a terrifying speed.

"You are not worthy of showing off such a trick."

Xiao Han snorted, looking unhappy. "What do you think of me as?"

"King of Xiliang, are you planning a rebellion? How dare you attack the royal family? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to leave Longhu Mountain?"

The young man had a ferocious look on his face and roared in pain.

"Old man, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and kill this traitor."

"Stubborn."

Xiao Han grinned, the power in his palms surged, and the speed of extracting luck became even more terrifying.

"Old Heavenly Master, it is your destiny at Mount Longhu to find a disciple."

He smiled and said, "Be a good person to the end, send the Buddha to heaven, and today I will give you another good fortune in Longhu Mountain."

How could the old Taoist not understand? He smiled from ear to ear and even trotted away, soon coming back with another girl.

She is delicate and exquisite, and exudes a spiritual aura all over her body.

"Linglong, come and meet the prince."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This is the world-famous King Xiliang."

"Meet the King of Xiliang."

The girl blinked and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, with seven parts curiosity and three parts fear in her eyes.

"Little girl, what are you afraid of? I don't eat people."

Xiao Han joked.

"People outside say that the King of Xiliang is a cannibal." The girl's words made Xiao Han's face darken as ink: "Don't listen to the nonsense of outsiders. This king is a gentleman."

"Old man, you actually colluded with that bastard Xiao Han."

"You will not die well."

"Longhu Mountain will not have a good death either."

On the ground, the struggling boy cursed loudly.

"Good scolding."

Xiao Han was not annoyed, but said calmly: "But before that, I will make sure you die a miserable death."

"How dare you, an ant-like thing, be so arrogant in front of me."

After saying that, he clenched his five fingers together, and the next moment, a painful scream came from the boy's mouth, and then his whole body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist. Seeing this scene, the girl involuntarily took a half step back.

A strong wind suddenly arose, blowing away the blood mist. A huge ball of luck was suspended in place, mixed with a lot of black air, which kept wriggling, entangled with the luck, inseparable.

"This old guy still has one last trick up his sleeve."

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Xiao Han curled his lips.

This royal ancestor finally forcibly merged the corrupt energy in his body with his own luck.

In this way, even if Xiao Han obtained good fortune, he would still have to bear the black energy in his body, experience the three disasters and nine calamities, and the five declines of heaven and man.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Xiao Han.

"It's just a petty trick that can't be put on the stage."

Xiao Han shook his head, stretched out his hand to take the black air and luck into his palm, and then stimulated his qi and blood. A ball of purple thunder appeared in his palm, making crackling sounds.

"sizzle"

When the old Taoist priest saw the purple thunder, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he couldn't help but gasp.

In a hurry, he took the girl and retreated several feet away. Only then did he stop and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"How can he know thunder magic?"

The old Taoist priest was filled with shock and fear. It was because of the methods used by the King of Xiliang today that they were too shocking.

It’s enough if you know thunder magic.

Looking at the power of his thunder method, it is extremely terrifying. Longhu Mountain is known for its thunder method, and the most famous skill is the palm thunder. The old master also has certain attainments in thunder method.

But compared with Xiao Han, there is a huge gap. The purple thunder that moves at will is enough to make the warriors below the immortal realm on land lose their skin even if they are just touched by it.

Especially those who practice the way of heaven, they are very secretive about heavenly thunder and are extremely wary of it.

"Don't be surprised."

Xiao Han seemed to see through the old master's inner thoughts and said calmly: "This is not the palm thunder of your Longhu Mountain."

The purple thunder jumped like an elf, lingering in the palm of the hand. The black air entangled with the luck melted like ice and snow the moment it encountered the thunder.

It turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth, as if it had never existed.

In the blink of an eye, the black air in the destiny completely disappeared, leaving only a ball of extremely pure destiny, exuding extremely mysterious power.

With a flip of his hand, he injected this energy into the girl's brows. The latter's body stiffened slightly and her eyes opened wide.

After a moment, he came to his senses, bowed with both hands, and said earnestly: "Thank you, King Xiliang."

"Practice well, and do your best for the people of the world in the future."

After leaving these words, Xiao Han put his hands behind his back, floated away, and continued to head towards the back mountain of Longhu Mountain.

The old Taoist priest followed.

Of the three ancestors of the royal family, two have been suppressed, leaving only one alive after witnessing Xiao Han's methods.

The old Taoist priest had already worshipped the King of Xiliang as a god in his heart and did not dare to disobey him in the slightest.

Deep in the back mountain.

The Taoist who was fishing had a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)