Eternal Sword

Chapter 217 Xuantian Sect Leader
Yuan Qingmo's voice brought a brief calm to the room.

"The one who just spoke is Xuantian Sect Master, the State Master of Qian State, with the highest status, and also the Grand Master."

Yuan Qingmo quickly whispered something to Chen Tang.

Chen Tang nodded secretly.

The Grand Master, one of the Three Masters, is equivalent to the Imperial Master and is normally a first-rank official.

However, most of the time, the title of Grand Tutor is just a nominal position.

But now, this Grand Tutor dares to reprimand the Emperor, which shows how powerful he is!

"Come in!"

A voice sounded.

Chen Tang's heart moved.

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

Before he could react, Yuan Qingmo had already pushed open the door.

This is a rather spacious study room, with two people standing on each side.

But Chen Tang saw the person sitting at the desk at the first moment.

Senior Brother Mingyuan!

Chen Tang was stunned.

But soon, he reacted.

When Chang Sun Ming mentioned the current emperor to him, he almost guessed it!
The fat old man rescued Yuan Qingshan and Yuan Qingmu, a brother and sister, and left Yuan Qingshan somewhere else, only taking Yuan Qingmu back to Tianshan.

It turned out that Yuan Qingshan was accepted by Master Lekong!
Behind Yuan Qingshan stood a middle-aged man with an uncanny handsomeness in his facial features, a high and straight nose, an angular face, and a jaw as sharp as a knife.

This person's skin had a bronze luster, and his long hair was like a waterfall with a few strands of snow-white hair hanging down. Standing there, he was like an unshakable towering mountain, intimidating!
This feeling is very strange.

This study is obviously very spacious.

But after seeing this person, the space in the study suddenly became cramped, and it felt a little breathless.

If one were to say that the feeling that the Evil Emperor gave Chen Tang was one of chilliness and a vague murderous intent.

What this middle-aged man brought to him was an omnipresent pressure!

It feels like there is an invisible mountain on my body!

Master Xuantian!

Even without anyone introducing him, Chen Tang could guess the identity of this middle-aged man at a glance.

Chen Tang's eyes turned and looked at the other four people.

He paused slightly at the second person on the right.

This old man with a beard as thick as a spear and a height of eight feet had once accompanied Senior Brother Mingyuan up the mountain.

Recalling some of the information he had received over the past few days, Chen Tang quickly guessed the old man's identity.

The number one war god of Qian country, Murong Daoye!
Murong Daoye's position is at the lower right side.

This means that the person standing first on the right is higher in rank than him.

Grand Commandant Yuwen Mao!
On the right is the Grand Marshal, the General.

The two men on the left who look a bit Confucian, could they be two of the Three Dukes, the Prime Minister and the Chief Censor?
The most powerful people in Qian Kingdom were all in this study, very close to him!

Chen Tang's heart couldn't help but pound.

"See Your Majesty!"

Yuan Qingmo bowed and saluted.

Chen Tang's thoughts were so distracted that he forgot to salute.

Yuan Qingshan didn't take it seriously. Seeing Chen Tang coming, he was overjoyed. He stood up to greet him and said, "No need to be polite, Chen Tang, you're finally here!"

With other people around, the two did not mention the titles of senior and junior brothers.

"I know you don't want to get involved in the court, but I really encountered a difficult situation this time and couldn't break the deadlock, so I asked you to come to the capital. I believe you already know this, but I haven't asked you about this matter yet..."

Yuan Qingshan did not continue speaking, somewhat hesitantly.

After all, this matter involves great risks!

Many young warriors were killed by that barbarian boy.

Chen Tang nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I'll take care of it."

Even if Yuan Qingshan didn't show up, just for Chang Sun Ming, he would go to find Sang Han to get back his revenge!
Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this. "Your Majesty, who is this person?"

Sect Leader Xuantian asked calmly.

In the study, one could hear more clearly the voice of this Sect Leader Xuantian, which was deep and heavy, as if every word carried a thousand pounds of force, and like a huge rock rolling down, shocking the mind!

Just from asking, one can feel a huge pressure.

Chen Tang was not the first to be affected, but it was still like this.

One can imagine the pressure Yuan Qingshan is under.

Yuan Qingshan said loudly: "Just now, the Imperial Master said that the Qilin Ranking has become a laughing stock. I don't think so! Jiuzhou is blessed with beautiful scenery and talented people. There may be someone who can compete with Sanghan."

"This man's name is Chen Tang. He defeated a young master of the Tantric sect at Xinping Zen Temple a month ago."

Xuantian Sect Leader asked, "You want him to defeat Sanghan?"

"Not bad!"

Yuan Qingshan said: "As long as Sanghan is defeated, this Qilin Ranking will not be considered a failure. As for the idea of ​​God's will, there is no point in talking about it."

Xuantian Sect Leader said slowly: "You are still so stubborn. Do you really need a divine punishment to fall upon you before you will turn back from your wrong path?"

Yuwen Mao suddenly said, "Your Majesty, this Chen Tang is the man involved in the Ghost Mother case. He and the remnants of the previous dynasty killed many officers and soldiers and Xuantian Sect disciples before escaping."

Yuan Qingshan's face darkened.

The leader of Xuantian is high up, and he probably won't notice a small character in the ghost mother case.

Yuwen Mao's words seem to be a question, but in fact they are a reminder, which is extremely insidious!

"Oh?"

Xuantian Sect Leader's eyes moved and he asked, "He killed someone from Xuantian Sect?"

Yuan Qingshan quickly explained, "Master, the Ghost Mother case has been closed, and I have pardoned this man! Moreover, he is needed to take action on the Qilin Ranking this time! Master, you don't want the capital's arena to be occupied by a barbarian all the time."

"In my opinion, we should give him a chance and give it a try."

Murong Daoye suddenly spoke.

Xuantian Sect Leader took a deep look at Chen Tang and said, "Okay, I want to see whether you are just born with a hard life or it is God's will that is hard to defy."

After saying this, Sect Leader Xuantian left first.

Yuwen Mao looked at Yuan Qingshan, bowed slightly, and then retreated.

"Cui Yuan, ask the Honglu Temple to notify the barbarian delegation."

"As ordered."

Cui Yuan, who was dressed in court robes, an official hat, and looked somewhat plump, bowed and left.

The remaining person also left.

"Those two are Prime Minister Cui Yuan and Imperial Censor Wang Zhixuan."

Yuan Qingmo whispered an introduction to Chen Tang.

Chen Tang sneered in his heart.

What prime minister, what censor? The current emperor dared not say a word when being bullied like this.

Chen Tang also felt a little emotional.

The capital city is indeed not a peaceful place.

He had just entered the capital when he was stopped by Xuantian Jiaoqu Shuai and was nearly captured.

Now, he is forced to get involved in the fight.

This battle with the barbarian genius boy is not just about the victory or defeat of the two of them.

It is more related to the reputation of Qian Kingdom and His Majesty.

It even relates to the game between His Majesty and the Xuantian Sect!
It was obvious that Master Xuantian wanted to use this incident to undermine the emperor's prestige and force Yuan Qingshan to surrender.

If Chen Tang loses, the reputation that Yuan Qingshan has accumulated with the help of the Ghost Mother case will probably disappear!
"How sure are you?"

Yuan Qingshan knew the key to this matter very well, and he looked at Chen Tang and couldn't help asking.

"do not know."

Chen Tang shook his head: "The difference in strength between us should be similar. It all depends on our response and performance in the ring. The victory or defeat depends on a hair's breadth. Any result is possible."

(End of this chapter)