my universal tinder

Chapter 502

Three days ago, Wang Qiong broke through the Dragon Vessel of Absolute Prison, stepped across the East China Sea, walked through mountains and rivers, and wandered to the foot of Firecracker Volcano.

At this time, Wang Qiong was no longer different.

He was dressed in commoner clothes, with an undisturbed aura, as if he was integrated with the surrounding environment. He was clearly there, but he couldn't be noticed.

It seems that existence and non-existence are only at the moment of breathing, thoughts flow, and the moment of breathing, but they can't catch his breath.

The most important thing is that there is no fluctuation of the fire on Wang Qiong's body anymore.

It seems that he is no longer a cultivator, but just a mortal, like a peddler traveling north and south, running around for food and clothing, working day and night at sunrise, as insignificant as a cloud of smoke, but nothing more than a lot of ants looking for food.

In the dark, he seems to be following another trajectory, enjoying another fate that seems to be there.

In this roadside tea shop, no one noticed his existence, they just drank tea and chatted about the hottest topic recently.

"Tu Hou's life and death are unknown. The Seventh Prince is out of luck. His achievements in the past few days have all faded. I heard that he has been severely suppressed by the other princes recently."

"He is also too close to the limelight. He has been dormant until now. Once he rang, he would naturally attract fear. Now that Tu Hou is not here, it is not easy for the Seventh Prince to support him. After all, he is a prince without foundation."

"It's true, if Tu Hou is really a spy of a monster, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince can't get away with it."

"Let's not talk about the Seventh Prince. No one around Tuhou can escape. The Prince of Tianwu is alright, but people like Xiao Mingzun and Soldier King Yang Qi have been targeted."

"I heard that the Seventh Prince transferred them to Shiwan Dashan, where they had a fight with Champion Hou. The two were defeated and suppressed."

"Is Champion Hou so powerful?"

"Nonsense, that is the hottest new crown in the imperial court today. The third and fifth princes all favor him. In terms of future, he is far above Tuhou. I don't know what his origin is, and his methods are so powerful."

In such a small tea shop, intelligence from all directions gathered instead.

Some of this information is true or false, but it represents the most mainstream voice today.

Tuhou's whereabouts and identity are a mystery, and even the Seventh Prince has been implicated, and both Tushen Guild and Butian Guild have been suppressed.

It was not peaceful to enter Shiwan Dashan, and there was a big change, so that Ming Haoran and Yang Qi both stepped forward.

The two most powerful beings under Wang Qiong joined forces, but they couldn't hold down the champion Hou, and were seriously injured and defeated.

"Champion Hou... Interesting!?" Wang Qiong's eyes darkened slightly.

Long before he became a Marquis, he had heard it mentioned by the Seventh Prince.

In today's world, if you talk about the upstarts in the court, the champion Hou is the most recommended.

This person is full of literary spirit and has the vision of being favored by saints. He was the number one scholar in the past, and his poems and essays shocked the Confucian Temple. Even the Emperor Qin said that he had just appeared in a century, and he was gifted and lucky.

Later, he became an official in the court, and even got the favor of King Tianwu and King Tianxing.

Among the princes, the third prince and the fifth prince are all close to him.

It can be said that this person has a unique temperament, as if born with an irresistible charm.

Wang Qiong's fierce reputation spread all over the world, but his prestige and foundation in the court could not be compared with Champion Hou.

His literary name and military achievements are all the best among his peers, and he was awarded the first-class Marquis at a young age, bestowed with the title of the best.

"That person should be the one who rescued Xiao Weimou in Dongyuxu that day." Wang Qiong said with great certainty.

Although it is only speculation, he has 100% certainty.

With such strength, with the power of the dragon veins, and saving people from him in full view, the upstarts in the court will never think of anyone other than the champion.

"The world is so big that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but I need to meet this Lord Hou for a while." Wang Qiong became interested.

But he is not in a hurry, there are more important things to do right now.

Wang Qiong has confidence in Ming Haoran and Yang Qi. They fight against each other, even if they are defeated together, there should be no problem in saving their lives.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a burst of drinking came.

Not far away, a group of people came over and drove away the pedestrians on the road.

These people are vicious and powerful, and they are all at the ninth level of Yuanbujing.

Especially the two leaders, who are young and restrained, like a hidden dragon and tiger, actually have a hint of fusion environment.

"Who is so crazy? Dare to be so high-profile on the site of Guangming Academy?" Someone whispered, stepped back, and made way.

Regardless of the gazes of the crowd, the group went directly into the tea shop, drove some people out, and made room for them to rest.

As soon as the two leaders sat down, the servants next to them took out various objects from the fire ring.

The spiritual spring with clear and clear blue waves, the gold cup with purple gilt dragon pattern, the stove with glazed diamond, the fine charcoal from the red mixed rock mountain...

All kinds of tea-making objects are readily available, and they are extremely exquisite. It looks like a wealthy family, which has been passed down for at least five generations.

Especially the fine charcoal from Red Mixed Rock Mountain is a tribute to the court.

It is said that this kind of charcoal fire can be burned in the Great Snow Mountain in the north, and a grain of charcoal fire can be burned for a whole night, accompanied by a delicate medicinal fragrance, which cannot be used by ordinary families.

In addition to the court, only a few ministers and princes who have been favored have it.

"Brother Chen, just watch!"

The young man in a toga smiled slightly at another handsome man.

As soon as he raised his hand, a column of fragrance flew out, hung in the air, and burned.

In an instant, the flames were hundreds of feet high, and the incense rose like a dragon, soaring into the sky, exuding killing and ferocity.

"The Dharma king sacrifices the fragrance, and the world will be locked in a battle!"

"This is... the Dharma King Sacrificial War Incense!?"

"Heir of the Palace of Light!?"

Everyone exclaimed and couldn't believe it.

It is rumored that when King Huofa conquered the world's orthodoxy, every time a door was destroyed, a fragrance would be lit to sacrifice to the world and seal the door with war.

Since then, the disciples of the Guangming Palace traveled the world and paid homage to various orthodoxy. If they lighted this incense, it would be tantamount to declaring war.

If it succeeds, within a hundred years, the other party's orthodox lineage will not be born and walk in the world. If it fails, the person who burns incense will be extinct in front of the door.

"Fuck...the Guangming Palace finally made a move...this is to subdue the Guangming Academy!"

There was seriousness on everyone's faces.

In recent years, it is an indisputable fact that the Guangming Academy and the Guangming Palace are drifting apart.

Anyone with a heart can see that the Guangming Academy has a lot of ambitions and wants to escape from the control of the Guangming Palace.

But all this time, the Hall of Light has not taken any action.

There have been rumors in the outside world for a long time that a huge storm is brewing in the Guangming Palace, and it will be cleaned up with the force of thunder to completely subdue the Guangming Academy.

But no one thought that Guangming Palace would do this.

The Dharma king sacrificed the fragrance and closed the door for a hundred years!

Youth is the future.

This is to completely destroy the incense of this generation of Guangming Academy, to completely extinguish the eternal light, and to break the foundation of the opponent.

"Too cruel!"

"Today, I will subdue all the disciples of this generation of Guangming Academy!"

The young man in a toga picked up the teacup on the table and smiled slightly.

As soon as he raised his hand, the incense rose into the sky, curling up like a cloud of smoke, and turned into a big character.

war! ! !
At this moment, Wang Qiong was sitting in the corner, drinking tea, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's interesting, I haven't seen such a pretentious brat for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)