Saint Immortal Way

At dusk, the hall was brightly lit, Lu Yang put down the scroll, stretched himself, and called his attendants to wash up.

After a while, Sang Hong, the leader of the Qingsang tribe, came to visit.

"I heard from an attendant that the envoy spent the whole night studying the book of the Holy Way. It is really admirable to think about it. They say that everything in the Great Kuang Dynasty is inferior, and only reading is high. This is evident!"

"Hehe, I'm used to it. When my cultivation base reaches the level of ours, eating and sleeping in the open air is nothing but leisure, and reading is just to pass the time!" Lu Yang waved his hands and smiled modestly.

"Too modest, the envoy is so eager to learn that even this leader is inexplicably moved... Uh, I heard that the envoy rejected the little girl last night?" Sang Hong said.

Lu Yang was surprised, he didn't expect that the tribal leader came here for this matter, Lu Yang nodded.

Sang Hong was a little nervous, and hesitated: "Is there something wrong with the little girl, or is it that the little girl is not as good as the envoy?"

How would Lu Yang answer? After thinking for a while, he said, "It's not true, it's just that the name is not right and the words are not right. The Da Kuang Dynasty is a state of etiquette, so it's not easy to do such things in private!"

Sang Hong showed admiration, and his intention became more and more determined, "Since this is the case, well, how about I make the decision to marry the little girl to you? Do you have a wife?"

Lu Yang waved his hands and said with a chuckle: "Then don't think about it, I not only have a wife, but also a concubine!"

"That's right!" Sang Hong nodded of course, and said: "The envoy is the lord of the South China Sea, so naturally a wife and concubine are indispensable. In this way, I will give the little girl to you as a maidservant!"

Lu Yang widened his eyes, looked at Sang Hong, and was quite surprised, "Isn't this wronging the saint?"

"Don't be wronged, don't be wronged!" Sang Hong quickly waved his hand, "The envoy has a noble status. He is not only a saint of the Great Kuang Dynasty, but also the king of the South China Sea. I heard that the saints of the Great Kuang Dynasty can enjoy the incense and worship of the world, and their status is very respected. , compared to that, my Qingsang tribe is not worth mentioning!"

Lu Yang had already inquired clearly that Qingsang Kingdom was not as good as before, especially after it split into three big tribes.The Great Kuang Dynasty is a giant, and all the countries in the Eastern Continent are small countries, and it is difficult to compete. The only hope is that the Great Kuang Dynasty can do well and save a way out. This is the tragedy of a small country.

Qingsang Saintess dare not speak of her talent, but martial arts are definitely first-class. Lu Yang has a deep understanding. If he didn't have the First Emperor's Treasure and the Temple of Langhuan, it would not be easy to beat Qingsang Saintess.

Sang Hong didn't feel aggrieved by asking Qingsang Saintess to be someone else's maid, but Lu Yang complained for her. How could such a saintess who is so handsome and powerful have any need to become someone else's maid? Isn't this a waste?

Feeling that Sang Hong was determined to curry favor with himself, and even spoiled his daughter, Lu Yang couldn't help feeling a little headache, thought for a while, and sighed: "In this way, although I am the lord of the South China Sea, I am always on the go. The side concubine only cares about cultivation and is often not around, if Chief Sang doesn't dislike it, he will ask the saint to be the king's side concubine!"

For Qingsang Shengnv, Lu Yang was annoyed and happy at the same time. With such a beautiful woman in front of her, no one could remain indifferent.

Lu Yang thought about attacking the Qingsang tribe, perhaps starting from the inside would be a way.

"Very good, very good!" Sang Hong laughed loudly, "The envoy respects my Qingsang tribe, and this is also a blessing for my daughter..."

After talking for a while, Sang Hong left with satisfaction.

At night, the news that Qingsang Saintess was going to marry Lu Yang as a concubine had already spread, and some people in the whole tribe were happy while others were worried.

Lu Yang is the envoy of the Great Kuang Dynasty, and the people in the tribe are naturally in awe. Some people think that it is the glory of the tribe that the Qingsang saint can marry the king and saint.

But most of the young people feel dejected, because the Qingsang Saintess is the goddess of all fall, and from now on, the goddess will marry and be another woman.

In a wooden building, Qingsang Saintess and three wooden ancestors sat opposite each other.

"Three patriarchs, what should I do, my father is determined to marry me to that person!" Qingsang Shengnv said dissatisfied.

"Saint, this is a good thing!" Sangzu said.

"Hmph, what a good thing this is?" Qingsang Saintess thought of Lu Yang's behavior, and said coldly: "That person is too hateful, he doesn't even look down on me!"

"Is this impossible?" Chunzu was surprised. "The beauty of a saint is rare in the world. I believe that as long as there are no flaws in the world, men will fall in love with a saint!"

"Extremely extreme. The Lord of the South China Sea is also a man. I heard that he has a concubine and other concubines. This means that this person is normal!"

Sang Zu frowned, and scolded: "What are you talking about? At this stage, where are the physical defects? It's really nonsense. If you let him hear it, you must be angry!"

Chunzu and Puzu quickly shut up.

Sangzu persuaded: "Holy lady, don't worry, I heard that the scholars in the Dakuang Dynasty are different from us rough people. Don't they always like to put on airs?"

Qingsang Saintess immediately showed her face, "That's right, those stinky scholars are hypocrites!"

Bozu spread his hands and said helplessly: "No matter how unwilling the saint is, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do. Leader Sang's decision has always been unchanged, not to mention that this time, Leader Sang is also thinking about the interests of the whole family. You have to do it, as a saint, this is also your responsibility!"

Qingsang Saintess was silent.

"Saints have always had a high vision, and none of the young warriors in the entire tribe could have caught the eye of the law, otherwise they would have come to their destinations all these years ago. It's a pity... Fortunately, this South China Sea Lord is actually not bad. His status is extremely respected, and he is fully worthy He deserves to be a saint, and his cultivation level... the saint also saw it, that's amazing, it compares us three old fellows!"

The Saintess of Qingsang nodded suddenly, and had to admit that Lu Yang's conditions were very good. Looking at the entire Qingsang country, no one could compare to Lu Yang.

"He wants to marry me, but it probably didn't go so smoothly!" The Holy Maiden Qingsang snorted coldly.

Sangzu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Saint, I think you still follow the leader Sang's wishes and focus on the Qingsang tribe!"

When the Qingsang saintess was talking to the three wooden ancestors, outside the wooden hall where Lu Yang was, dozens of young tribal warriors gathered around and shouted outside the hall.

"People from Kyushu, come out!" "People from Kyushu, come out!"

Lu Yang was studying an article on the Holy Way, and when he heard the movement, he walked out of the wooden hall, and saw young people who came to provoke him.

"You are the Lord of the South China Sea who wants to marry our saint?" The young man came out and looked at Lu Yang full of hatred. I'm going to marry you!"

"Yes, why should the saint marry you, the saint is ours!"

For a while, the crowd was excited.Lu Yang rubbed his temples, feeling ridiculous and helpless, "Did I say that's why you came here? If you want to know the reason, go to your leader, he should tell you why!"

Lu Yang felt that he should not have the same knowledge as these people, so as not to lose his identity.

"We're looking for you!" The young man took two steps forward, trying to grab Lu Yang's hand. With a wave of Lu Yang's sleeve, a gust of divine aura gushed out and stood in front of him, forming a gleaming wall of aura. The wall, as if in substance.

The young man let out an ouch, and his hand suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but take it back.

"What's your name?" Lu Yang became interested. Seeing the young man's appearance, he had quite a lot of resentment. It seems that this young man who has been dazzled by love, Lu Yang feels that he has the responsibility and obligation to guide them to see this clearly. the nature of the world.

"I am Pei Dousheng, the strongest young warrior of the Qingsang Great Tribe!" the young man said proudly, while the rest of the young people shouted Pei Dousheng's name loudly.

"You guys come to look for me, do the leader Sang and the saint know?" Lu Yang smiled.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and Pei Dousheng scolded angrily: "Don't scare us with the leader and the saint, the saint belongs to us, you, an outsider, don't want to marry her!"

"That can't be helped. According to the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, Chief Sang is willing to marry his daughter to me!" Lu Yang chuckled.

"Don't be complacent, I want to duel with you, if you win, you can marry a saint, if you lose, go back where you came from!" Pei Dousheng clenched his fist and was furious.

"Okay, if you make a move, let me weigh how much you weigh, and dare to call yourself the strongest young warrior in the tribe!" Lu Yang put one hand on his back, and stretched out the other smartly, motioning for the opponent to make a move.

"Hmph!" Pei Dousheng stared at Lu Yang like a leopard, observed for a while, and kept pacing to find the opportunity to fight. All the young people suddenly fell silent.

Lu Yang smiled, responding to all changes with the same.

"Punch me!" Impatiently, Pei Dousheng took a step forward, gathered his divine power, and slowly punched Lu Yang. This punch was upright and powerful.

"Boom!" The air wall in front of Lu Yang shook and collapsed suddenly. Pei Dousheng stepped in and punched Lu Yang in the chest again.

The air froze, and the light in front of his eyes seemed to be pulled by the strength of the fist and gathered on the fist.

Lu Yang was astonished, this is obviously an extremely superb boxing technique in the Heavenly Human Martial Arts, no wonder this Pei Dousheng dared to challenge him so boldly.

However, in the competition of strength, Lu Yang has the Qing Emperor's Nine Transformations in his cultivation, and he is not afraid of the challenges of people who are cultivated below heaven and man.

The same fist was punched out, using the profound power of the Qing Emperor's Nine Transformations, there was a bang, a muffled thunder, and the two fists collided firmly.

Lu Yang's body swayed slightly, while Pei Dousheng groaned and flew backwards, knocking over a dozen young people, vomiting blood wildly.

"Ah...impossible!" Pei Dousheng's eyes widened, he vomited another mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Lu Yang took out a bottle of Xiao Huan Dan from his sleeve, threw it into the crowd, and said with a smile, "Is this the strongest young warrior? It may not be very strong, but if you dare to trouble me, your courage is commendable. This bottle is a panacea for healing, taking one pill can heal serious injuries!"

Everyone's expression changed, only then did they realize that Lu Yang was really powerful. It seems that the rumor that Lu Yang defeated the three Muzus was probably true.The crowd picked up the unconscious Pei Dousheng and dispersed in despair.

Lu Yang shook his head, turned around and entered the wooden hall, feeling that the Qingsang saintess was quite admired, and he unintentionally became the public enemy of the young warriors of the tribe.

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