Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 401: The Stupid Young Master of Mingtang
Obviously, the talented lady of the Holy Book also likes Han Xue, the "little empress", very much.

After all, Han Xue's cultivation talent and physique are almost the best in the entire Kunlun Realm. Even Zhao Shuang, the King of Ji, cannot compare to her.

"it is good."

Empress Chi Yao's evaluation can be summed up in just one word!

Although it was just one simple word, it was enough to show how much he valued his disciple.

"Let Hanxue teach these nine people! There is only one requirement, and that is to defeat Hanxue together. And Hanxue has only one mission, and that is not to be defeated by them."

Empress Chi Yao gave another order.

"Yes, Queen."

Upon hearing this order, the talented lady of the Holy Book naturally would not object.

Just as she was about to go to Tianlun Seal, she heard a melodious whistling sound coming from afar, passing through the sea of ​​clouds and lingering in Ziwei Palace.

As soon as it appeared, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and many sacred beasts in Tianchi were trembling, as if some extremely terrifying existence had appeared.

At this time, Empress Chi Yao's eyes were also looking towards the sky, and she spoke softly with her red lips slightly opened.

"'Lan You Qu', she finally made that breakthrough!"

Before he finished speaking, a white-haired woman appeared three poles above the rolling sea of ​​clouds, walking slowly towards him while playing a bamboo flute.

Her eyes are dark and deep; her long white hair sways in the wind.

It was the Holy Ancestor of Mingtang: Kong Lanyou.

"You finally broke through that step, but did you really think you could get revenge by breaking through that step, or did you believe the rumors?"

Empress Chi Yao smiled, with the corners of her lips raised to reveal a hint of sarcasm.

"I just want to know whether what he said is true or false."

Kong Lanyou looked at Empress Chi Yao with his weathered eyes filled with complexity.

"Does it matter whether it's true or not? Now that things have come to this, he needs to really grow up. Neither you, nor he, should interfere. If he wants revenge, just let him come to me."

Upon hearing this, Empress Chi Yao spoke in a calm tone, without a trace of emotion.

"Revenge? Will he come? If he finds out, he'll probably regret it for the rest of his life. Will it be worth it then?"

Mingtang Saint Kong Lanyou questioned.

"You should ask him about this. Didn't he tell you everything? Since he told you everything, then it should be clear."

Empress Chi Yao sighed softly again.

"He...who is he?"

Kong Lanyou asked with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"An old guy who has been reincarnated countless times and wants to leave."

Empress Chi Yao's tone returned to normal.

"Reincarnation?"

Kong Lanyou pondered these two words in a low voice.

"I want to go see him, you should have no objection, right?"

"You should know what to say and what not to say."

Upon hearing this, Empress Chi Yao gave a warning in an exceptionally calm yet chilling tone.

"Are you really not afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life after he finds out everything?"

A trace of regret appeared in Kong Lanyou's eyes as he asked.

"Regret or not, we have already made the decision. It's too late to talk about it now."

Empress Chi Yao said lightly.

"Okay, I'll go see him then. How close are you to that step?"

Kong Lanyou asked another important question.

“Almost there, almost there, almost there!”

Three consecutive "soon"s are enough to show Empress Chi Yao's inner uneasiness.

"Okay, I'll take my leave then. Take care!"

After saying this, Mingtang Saint Kong Lanyou, the man who had wanted to kill Empress Chi Yao countless times, seemed to have reached a reconciliation with her.

This was the thought that lingered in the minds of the four talented sisters of the Holy Book.

As for who the "he" and "he" mentioned by the two people are, only the talented woman of the Holy Book knows that one of them must be Zhao Shuang, the "King of Ji Tian".

"Queen, are you just going to let her go like this?"

Canglan Martial Saint, one of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Ladies, was full of confusion.

She ranked first among the Nine Heavens Mysterious Ladies and served as the Empress's personal guard. She wore the Phoenix Flame Sacred Armor and wielded the Burning Heaven Sword. She possessed an exceptionally graceful figure, picturesque features, and a strikingly beautiful face. Her long, crimson hair shone like a blazing flame. From afar, she resembled a stunningly beautiful martial goddess.

But now her beautiful face was full of doubts.

"She went to see an old friend. From now on, the wanted notice for Mingtang has been cancelled."

Empress Chi Yao's tone revealed a bit of complexity.

"what!"

When Martial Saint Canglan heard this order, he was struck by lightning. He stood there in shock, not knowing what to say. Only the Lady of the Holy Book seemed to understand something and hurriedly spoke respectfully.

"As ordered!"

……

Yuanfu, Qingli County.

After a long journey, Zhao Shuang stopped here to take a rest.

But, I was still disturbed!
"My name is Mingtang Huo Yin, and I'm here to meet the Heavenly King Ji."

"Oh! You Mingtang people actually dare to come to me, it's incredible? I am the King of Ji Tian, ​​personally appointed by the Queen, or a Jiezi. There should be nothing to say to you Mingtang people, right?"

Hearing the identity of the visitor, Zhao Shuang became more curious.

"Your Excellency, King Ji Tian, ​​our young master wishes to see you. Could we please meet him?"

Huo Yin, the visitor from Mingtang, said respectfully.

This Huo Yin was wearing a black iron robe, with white clouds under his feet. He was quite thin and dark, with a neat beard, and a red six-eared monkey stood on his shoulder.

"Your young master, haha! Interesting. Okay, let's meet him!"

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang chuckled, stretched and said lightly.

"please!"

Hearing that Zhao Shuang agreed so easily, Mingtang Huo Yin was also surprised and said respectfully.

Afterwards, he led the way and brought Zhao Shuang to the courtyard of a mansion.

There were already two figures in the courtyard, a young man in a blue embroidered robe and a thin old man.

The young man was none other than the Young Master of Mingtang mentioned by Huo Yin, Kong Hongbi.

Kong Hongbi looked very young and handsome, with skin as fair as a woman's and a pair of six-colored wings on his back. Even if he was just standing there casually, he had an awe-inspiring aura.

"King Ji Tian, ​​it's our first time meeting. I hope you are well. I apologize for not having prepared anything for you, Senior, as I took the liberty of inviting you."

Kong Hongbi said with a smile.

It seemed that he didn't take Zhao Shuang, the King of Ji Tian, ​​and Jie Zi seriously at all.

"I never thought that you, Mingtang, would be so inhospitable. It's really disappointing! Tell me! What do you want from me?"

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang was not angry, but just made a few simple sarcastic remarks.

"Haha, I'm sorry to disappoint King Ji Tian. I invited King Ji Tian here mainly because of one thing. I hope King Ji Tian can consider it?"

Kong Hongbi chuckled. "Oh! What's the matter? Why would you, the Young Master of Mingtang, bother to come here in person?"

Zhao Shuang was really curious.

"As long as you join our Mingtang, we will do our utmost to help you become the next master of Kunlun Realm."

The simple and confident words of Kong Hongbi, the young master of Mingtang, shocked Zhao Shuang so much that he was speechless.

"You...you...how did you become the Young Master of Mingtang? Did Mingtang Saint Kong Lanyou get kicked in the head by a donkey to choose a fool like you as the Young Master?"

After a long time, Zhao Shuang finally uttered these words that made Kong Hongbi angry and embarrassed.

"you wanna die."

Kong Hongbi shouted angrily, and then Huo Yin beside her took action.

He put his hands together and two flames overlapped each other.

Immediately afterwards, a pillar of fire with a diameter of one meter was seen flying out from the palms of his hands and heading straight towards Zhao Shuang.

He is at the peak of the fifth-level semi-saint, and naturally a top-notch strongman. This blow is enough to severely damage a fourth-level semi-saint.

But to Zhao Shuang, it was all just fancy talk and could not withstand a single blow.

"Bang!" A casual slap.

The pillar of fire collapsed, and Huo Yin was hit hard and flew away, his life or death unknown. This frightened Kong Hongbi, the foolish young master of Mingtang, so much so that his face turned pale.

"It seems that the next time I see your Mingtang Saint Ancestor Kong Lanyou, I will have to suggest that you, this idiot, be replaced. You are such a useless idiot!"

Zhao Shuang shook his head and said speechlessly,

After saying this, he left immediately, with no intention of silencing him.

The main reason was that he was too stupid and he was really afraid of getting his hands dirty!
So, don’t do it!

Zhao Shuang expressed serious doubts about how such an idiot could have cultivated to this level.

Are all the people in Mingtang fools?
No, if he wasn't a fool, Mingtang Saint Kong Lanyou wouldn't have gone against Empress Chi Yao.

……

The ancient Zhenyue clan is composed of three major families. Of course, the three major families have each cultivated some peripheral forces, which are spread throughout Yuanfu and are deeply rooted in this land.

So they chose someone from one of the tribes to lead the way and came to two 3,000-meter-high stone mountains.

The shape of the stone mountain is like two stone swords inserted into the ground. It is extremely steep and has emerald green spiritual medicines and some ancient spiritual trees growing on it.

Looking up, one would see iron swords embedded in the stone mountain, so densely packed that one could not count them all. Rusty iron chains were also entwined around the stone mountain, like vines, pythons, and red dragons.

"As expected of a sword tomb, there are so many swords here."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shuang chuckled.

Before he could finish his words, trouble came.

A group of ragged monks rushed out of the forest. Their numbers were so large that it was estimated that there were tens of thousands of them.

Their eyes were bloodshot, their bodies were covered in blood, their bones were protruding, their faces were green and their fangs were sharp, and they were howling like wild beasts as they desperately rushed towards the direction where the two stone mountains stood.

It was the blood slave that was sacrificed by the Undead Blood Clan.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Zhao Shuang's face faded, he sighed softly, and then used his finger as a sword.

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, a shocking sword light shot out, wiping out tens of thousands of blood slaves in an instant. All of them were killed, without any escape, and without any pain at all.

This is the only thing Zhao Shuang can do!
"As expected of King Ji Tian, ​​this should be the third level of Sword, right?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the stone mountain and praised.

The man who came was dignified and had a strong sword spirit. It was obvious that he was also a sword cultivator.

"Yes, it is indeed the third level of Sword. What is it, sir?"

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"The sword bearer is Xiang Zhengfeng."

These five simple words made Zhao Shuang frown. He had clearly asked his master, Xuanji Sword Saint, and Feiyu Sword Saint Ling Feiyu, to place the other holy swords in the Sword Pavilion. How come another sword-wielding man suddenly appeared, and he was an undead vampire at that.

However, since Xuanji Sword Saint and Feiyu Sword Saint Ling Feiyu were both here, Zhao Shuang didn't intend to ask any more questions.

I believe the two of them must have other intentions and plans.

"It turns out to be a sword bearer. I wonder which sword bearer it is?"

Zhao Shuang asked back with a smile.

"My master, the Sword Saint Qingyu, now holds the Heaven-Slaying Sword in my hands."

Xiang Zhengfeng answered Zhao Shuang's question with a serious expression.

"I see, congratulations then."

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang didn't ask any more questions.

"These undead vampires have sent blood slaves to attack the sword tomb again. We absolutely cannot tolerate this any longer. We must take the initiative to attack and drive them out of Yuan Mansion."

Suddenly, a woman in her thirties dressed in palace clothes appeared again and said in a cold voice.

This woman had thick black eyebrows, a wide jaw, and a green holy sword on her back. She exuded a sharp aura from head to toe, and was obviously a swordsman.

"Indeed, this cannot be tolerated any longer. King Ji, please follow us into the Sword Tomb! The Xuanji Sword Saint has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiang Zhengfeng spoke to Zhao Shuang.

"Oh! In that case, sorry to bother you."

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang naturally would not refuse, so he followed the person who came out of the sword tomb into the sword tomb.

The three major families of the Zhenyue Ancient Clan are the "Wang Family" who specializes in swordsmanship, the "Shen Family" who specializes in formations, and the "Shi Family" who specializes in runes.

Each of the three major families has a patriarch.

Now the head of the ancient prison clan is the head of the Wang family, who has actually joined forces with the undead blood clan in order to rescue Hades.

Therefore, the Pluto's blood poison was used to assassinate the head of the Shi family. Otherwise, the head of the Shi family would have become a spiritual power saint king.

Not a madman, but I have recovered now and am just recuperating.

The affairs of the Zhenyue Ancient Clan are still managed by the Wang family, and the position of patriarch is still the head of the Wang family, who is also a sword saint.

But he was so far behind Xuanji Sword Saint and Feiyu Sword Saint Ling Feiyu that there was almost no comparison.

……

"Master, why does Xiang Zhengfeng still have the Heaven-Slaying Sword?"

After entering the Zhenyu Ancient Clan, Zhao Shuang immediately asked Xuanji Sword Saint.

"Flying Feather Sword Saint said he planned to use him to lure out the number of undead vampires in the Prison-Suppressing Ancient Clan, and then wipe them all out once and for all."

Xuanji Sword Saint explained to Zhao Shuang,

"I see. Where did my ninth brother go? Why didn't I see him?"

Zhao Shuang asked again in confusion.

After all, Zhang Ruoji should be in the Zhenyue Ancient Clan.

But when he went to pick him up, he never saw anyone from beginning to end, which really made Zhao Shuang confused.

"He has already left the Prison Ancient Clan. He said he had other things to do and would not stay in the Prison Ancient Clan."

Xuanji Sword Saint said with some regret. After all, he still liked Zhang Ruoji very much and had given him a lot of guidance.

"There are still things, that's really a pity."

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang frowned and sighed.

"Yes! I, the teacher, also feel a little regretful. I wanted to give you more instructions, but unfortunately I don't have time."

Xuanji Sword Saint also shook his head.
(End of this chapter)