Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 38

This night is destined to be an extraordinary night for many people in King's Landing City, because tonight there will be a grand event, a gathering of talents, the Sky Banquet.

Compared to the Qianlong meeting after March, to a certain extent, the princes and nobles in Junlin City paid more attention to tonight's Yuntian Banquet.

After all, most of the geniuses who can participate in the Yuntian Banquet come from their respective families, and they are all the focus of the family's cultivation.

Yuntian Banquet is different from Qianlong Club. Qianlong Club mainly competes for rankings based on strength, and only the top ten strongest people can get attention. Although there is reliable news that Chu Tianxing will not participate in Qianlong Club, there is Sima Changkong With Yanhui and the others, the first few others had little hope.

In contrast, the Yuntian Banquet is a seemingly ordinary dinner, and it does not rely on force to rule the roost. Chu Qianfeng attended it in person, talked about the family, the country, and the cultivation of Taoism with the Tianjiao. Can see the potential of each person.

If Chu Qianfeng can directly take a fancy to it, it can be said that the carp leaps over the dragon's gate, and even the whole family will follow suit.

In the western suburbs of Junlin City, there is a vast manor built by the East Lake, and this is where the Sky Banquet will be held.

After noon, aristocrats arrived one after another, and there was an endless stream of luxurious carriages. Guards in golden armor could be seen everywhere near the manor. Each of them had an aura that was not weaker than that of the fifth level of agility, and even a fly would never want to fly. go in.

The Tianjiao who arrived all held a purple-gold invitation card, and they could only enter the venue after being checked.

These people have all been selected through layers of selection, and their talents have been recognized by the royal family.

A carriage stopped at the gate of the manor. Ling Ao stepped out of the carriage wearing a sky blue windbreaker, and He Qiuya came with him.

"Brother Ling, this is the first time I have participated in the Yuntian Banquet." He Qiuya carefully arranged her dress, feeling a little nervous, worried that she would behave inappropriately.

After all, those who come here are all big shots with backgrounds.

Ling Ao took her hand and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm in charge of everything."

After speaking, he took out his invitation card and handed it to the guard, saying, "This is my female companion, He Qiuya."

"It turns out to be the daughter of the chess master, please be rude!" The guard said, clasping his hands, "Master Ling, Miss He, please come inside!"

There was a smug look on He Qiuya's face. It seemed that his father's title of chess master also had a certain influence in the court.

In the evening, a fiery red horse came galloping, and made a beautiful sudden stop in front of the manor. Yan Hui was dressed in armor, turned over and dismounted, and the whole movement was clean and neat.

"The last general has met General Yan." Seeing Yan Hui, the guard immediately knelt on one knee. The Yan family is a giant in the army, and Yan Hui had already paid homage to the former general at a young age.

"No courtesy. How many people are here?"

"Almost everyone with invitations has come, only you and Master Sima Changkong have not yet arrived."

"Okay, you must pay attention to your vigilance and never relax."

"The last will obey!"

After Yan went in, a simple carriage followed, Sima Changkong got off the carriage, and everyone saluted and let them go.

"Huh!" The guard said to his companion with a sigh of relief, "It was so dangerous just now, I just got a glance from Master Zhang Kong, and I felt that my soul was about to come out of my body."

"Young Master Changkong received the true biography of the national teacher, how could you be able to look directly at it?"

"I heard that His Majesty intends to marry Princess Weiwei to Young Master Changkong. I'm afraid it won't be long before he will be called Prince Consort."

"Princess Weiwei is the most beautiful woman in Junlin City, and she and Master Changkong are a match made in heaven."

"Shut up, you and I can talk about these things." Another person immediately scolded.

"Your Majesty is here!" A shout came from a distance, and everyone immediately knelt down in unison.

A golden carriage drove slowly under the protection of the golden armored guards. Chu Qianfeng, who was dressed in a golden silk robe, stepped out of the carriage, and everyone shouted long live.

On the hillside in the distance, Ye Feng watched all this quietly. With his eyesight, he could clearly see Qianfeng's face even though they were far away.

He is more than two meters tall, with strong lines, and his resolute face is full of arrogance. Standing there alone, he seems to be integrated with the sky and the earth. Ye Feng can feel the aura around him, and breathe out with him keep the same frequency.

This is the Creation Realm, the Creation that surpasses the heavens and the earth. Even with a distance of nearly a thousand meters, Ye Feng can feel a faint sense of oppression.

Behind Chu Qianfeng, a graceful woman in a long golden dress got off the carriage. Her appearance was extremely beautiful, especially her pair of bright eyes were like stars in the sky.

"She is Princess Weiwei!"

After Chu Qianfeng entered, the guards immediately took their positions and guarded the surroundings. There was a beautiful singing sound from the manor, presumably the banquet had already begun.

"Xiaoyue, don't follow me tonight." After Ye Feng finished speaking, Ye Xiaoyue walked out of the shadows.

"Brother Ye Feng, I'm worried that it may be dangerous for you to go alone."

"Chu Qianfeng is a strong man in the Creation Realm. If you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape his perception, and you will be in trouble." Ye Feng said, "Don't worry, he is the king of a country. How am I?"

Ye Xiaoyue also knew that Ye Feng was telling the truth. Although she was good at hiding, she was not able to avoid the perception of the strong in the Creation Realm.

"Then be careful, I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." Ye Feng disappeared on the hillside with a flash.

In the manor, a stage of hundreds of square meters is set up on the calm lake of East Lake. Accompanied by the moonlight and cool breeze, beautiful dancers dance lightly, their snow-white skin looming.

By the lakeside, Chu Qianfeng and the other arrogances were seated one by one, with delicate delicacies and wines placed in front of each of them, chatting and laughing endlessly.

Chu Qianfeng raised his glass and said: "All of you here are the pillars of our Chu country, and you are the future of the country. Here, I offer a toast to everyone."

After finishing speaking, he drank the fine wine in the glass in one gulp, and everyone got up one after another and drank the fine wine in the glass.

Chu Qianfeng said: "Tonight, we don't distinguish between monarchs and ministers. You can treat me as an ordinary elder. Feel free to speak freely. If you have any housekeeping skills and talents, you might as well show them on the stage and show your youthful vitality. Eat and drink well!"

"it is good!"

Everyone shouted, and as the music reached its climax, the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

A handsome young man came to the front and said, "Your Majesty, my eldest son Liu Hao, Liu Shangshu, is willing to throw bricks to attract jade."

"it is good!"

Liu Hao turned around and walked straight to the center stage stepping on the lake water, like walking on flat ground.

Ling Ao said to He Qiuya: "Liu Hao, this year, is at the Ninth Level of Spirituality, a Cultivator of Destiny, and his Destiny Soul is Flood Dragon."

Liu Hao stepped onto the stage, and a phantom of a dragon appeared behind him. He made a tactic with both hands, and the lake began to vibrate. Eight jets of water shot straight into the sky, transforming into a dragon's body in the air, flying up and down with the music. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Suddenly, he shook both hands, and the flood dragon exploded in the air, turning into water mist, and then the water mist gradually condensed, turning into eight large characters hanging in the air.

"Thousands of years, eternal fragrance!"

"You're making a fool of yourself!" Liu Hao said, clasping his hands.

"Okay!" Chu Qianfeng applauded first, and the others responded one after another. But other than that, Chu Qianfeng's eyes did not fluctuate. A trace of disappointment flashed across Liu Hao's face. It seems that his performance did not impress Chu Qianfeng. .

Ling Ao said in a low voice: "Without the Spirit Wheel Realm, His Majesty will not be interested in it."

Next, there were people coming to the stage one after another, but they were all Spiritual Realm cultivators. In fact, they were just trying their luck and didn't have much hope. The real strong will always come out later.

After the applause, someone said: "I heard that Princess Weiwei is unparalleled in piano skills. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see it today."

Chu Qianfeng smiled and said to Chu Weiwei who was behind him, "Weiwei, today is a rare event, so why don't you help everyone out?"

Chu Weiwei got up, leaned over and smiled, she was really overwhelmed, many geniuses stared straight at her eyes.

"Since this is the case, the little girl will show her shame."

At this time, a voice full of air came from outside the manor.

"Mu Chen's disciple Ye Feng came to pay a visit!"

(End of this chapter)