The Sword Dynasty - 196. Chapter 195

The milky white pill is an extremely precious spiritual lotus pill. The most noble mistress in the Changling Palace has a unique means of cultivating spiritual lotus in addition to the means of invoking the vitality of the stars that the world does not know.

In order to make Linglian produce the lotus seeds she needs, Changling didn’t know how many spiritual veins were introduced into the Changling Imperial Palace. Although the Linglian Pill was only refined from the lotus leaves and petals that fell off during the growth of the Linglian, but The efficacy of the medicine is already extremely amazing.

Ding Ning just took this Linglian Pill, and only felt a trace of cool medicinal power permeating the meridians throughout his body, and the pain and dryness in his body instantly disappeared, but the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became stronger, because He knew that Mo Shoucheng had already had a trace of doubt about himself.

Moshoucheng has an extraordinary position in Changling. Even if there is an existence like him, even if he does not enter this circle like Chu, there is no clue that can be inferred, but even if his doubts are like white clouds floating in the sky. Any roots, such doubts are enough to cast a thick shadow on Ding Ning’s body.

And in a sense, Mo Shoucheng had a little doubt about him, which meant that the most noble mistress in the Changling Palace would also have a little doubt about him.

This is enough to determine his fate in Changling.

Compared to staying at the city, Chu Emperor needs to worry more.

What did Emperor Chu notice?

What will he do next?

Originally a simple matter of using the power of the imperial palace to deal with the ancestors of the Zhou family, it involved so many unpredictable and controllable consequences.

Ding Ning’s throat was filled with bitterness.

The so-called destiny is never determined by a single person.

The gaze guarding the city withdrew from the deep pit in front, and fell on Ding Ning and Fusu peacefully again.

In fact, his attitude was not as serious as Ding Ning thought.

Although this matter was somewhat suspicious, he did not think of the Nine Dead Silkworms, and after Xue Wangxu used to fight with Liang Lian, he had a good impression of Ding Ning and had some understanding of Ding Ning. He also knew that Ding Ning had amazing things. Practice talent and comprehension ability.

Even if Ding Ning had something deliberately concealed, the final result was that he let Fusu survive well.

Emperor Ling Chu did not capture the flesh bodhi and Ling Fusu was not killed. Although the Lushan League has not yet officially started, in his mind, as a practitioner of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ding Ning was already in this unprecedented event. Li made the first effort.

He knew that Ding Ning had been preparing for the next Minshan Sword Meeting.

In his opinion, just relying on such amazing merits is enough to sponsor Ding Ning to enter the Minshan Sword Sect practice.

Therefore, at this moment, he calmly stared at Ding Ning and Fu Su, with a trace of undisguised satisfaction in his eyes.

“You followed the ancestors of the Zhou family to leave Changling. Originally, you wanted to see how the Lushan League was surging. Now that the ancestors of the Zhou family are dead, I will take you to Lushan.”

He didn’t say any extra words, just said kindly.

…

The formation was destroyed, the water mist in the valley was drained, and the wetness between the peaks became stronger because of this. On this side of the Goddess Peak, a heavy rain fell.

“interesting.”

His face was full of age spots, and the wrinkles in front of him seemed to be a few minutes deeper. The Emperor Chu looked up at the cloud and rain, smiled slightly, and muttered to himself.

He did not rush back to Lushan, but walked towards Goddess Peak again.

Decades of waiting failed, he did not get the flesh bodhi, and he had nothing to do before the official start of the Lushan League.

So he is very free.

He is also very relaxed at the moment.

As one of the emperors with the longest reign in this world, he naturally has extraordinary things that ordinary people can’t match.

He has been fighting with some of the most powerful people in the world all his life, and of course he knows how to make things happen in people and things happen in heaven.

The practitioners who set up the magic circle under this goddess peak are much stronger than him. They have spent a lot of effort to build a cage to trap the blind dragon. Of course, the blind dragon is required to help protect the immature flesh bodhi, and wait until one day he or his Later generations can use it, but it is clear that the practitioner who arranged such a circle and the sect behind him have been annihilated in the long river of history.

He failed to get the flesh bodhi, which in his opinion is also a normal thing.

And compared to the flesh bodhi, he felt that he had obtained something more interesting.

“Even if blind dragons are ignored, the only person in this world who can break through the legendary Azure Thunder Heavenly Formation is the only person in this world. No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to have that vision.”

After uttering the three words “interesting”, his body floated up and landed on a cliff on the side of the Shennv Peak, and sat down.

I picked a few pieces of wild tea from the rock, cut out a stone pot with true essence, lit a real fire, and then picked a piece from the clouds and mist in front of it and turned it into clear water. The Emperor Chu brewed tea like a real god. He smiled and whispered to himself softly: “It’s really a rainy day.”

…

A light rain suddenly began to fall on the top of Lushan Mountain.

In the temporarily built Chuxing Palace, a cultivator with a white jade sword on his waist felt that the drizzle seemed to contain some extraordinary meaning. He raised his head vigilantly. In the rain, he did not See anything except rain silk.

However, at this moment, his heart suddenly tightened.

In the next moment, his heart was completely pinched by an invisible hand, crushing forcefully.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

The court practitioner of the Great Chu Dynasty fell down and died without even making a scream.

An old bamboo hat appeared in the rain.

Then a slightly rickety gray figure appeared like a ghost under the bamboo hat.

“The miserable wind, the bitter rain, and the chaos of the green vines. The Taoists of Kuyu didn’t come to Lushan early or late, but come at this time. I don’t understand what you mean.”

Concubine Zhao Xiang calmly looked at the gray figure that appeared in front of the palace gate, shook her head, and said.

Although she speaks calmly, her eyes are naturally flowing like gentle autumn water, and her demeanor is enchanting and temptation that cannot be described in words.

The person under the bamboo hat gave a wry smile, and slowly raised his head, revealing a plain, innocent, fifty-something appearance.

“I came here a thousand miles away for the prince’s business.”

This fifty-fifty man, but his body is already a little rickety, said slowly: “We want to make the fifth prince a prince.”

Concubine Zhao Xiang smiled brightly and said, “But my emperor has established a prince.”

The man she called the Taoist Kuyu said silently: “As long as Mr. Li Ling is dead, another prince can be established.”

“The Lushan League is imminent. At this time, what my Da Chu Dynasty needs most is stability.” Zhao Xiangfei looked at him and said softly: “I don’t understand why a person like you decided to do such a thing.”

After a pause, Zhao Xiangfei looked at him and said: “It stands to reason that you won’t care if the fifth prince or Li Ling becomes the prince.”

The man she called the Taoist Kuyu was silent for a moment, and said: “I don’t have to tell you the reason.”

Concubine Zhao Xiang frowned slightly and said, “You can’t kill him.”

“I didn’t come alone. Chu Qifeng also came, so Fan Wugu won’t be here.” Taoist Kuyu said seriously while looking at her.

When he walked into this palace, Zhao Xiangfei first said “the miserable wind, bitter rain and the green vines chaos”. This sentence is not a verse describing the vision of the eyes, but represents the four practitioners of the Great Chu Dynasty.

“You used to be the four strongest practitioners of the Da Chu Dynasty, but you know that in the past few years, the Da Chu Dynasty has produced some masters like Fan Wugu, which are enough to rival you.” Zhao Xiangfei could feel his absolute confidence. But she was not at all nervous. Instead, she smiled, and Man Sheng said: “And you should also understand that even in the past, when you said that you are the strongest, in fact, many people have not fully demonstrated their strength. There are also some people in the palace. People excluded.”

“So you still cannot kill Lord Li Ling today.”

After a pause, she earnestly exhorted: “No matter what someone said to you, let you come here, but this thing can’t be successful, so you still give up this idea.”

“Your Majesty is not here.”

Taoist Kuyu shook his head and said this firmly.

This represents his final decision.

Since Emperor Chu is not here, he firmly believes that he can kill anyone in it.

So when he said this sentence, his body seemed to fade suddenly in the air.

Numerous strands of weird, thin, seemingly no trace, but exceptionally tough and powerful aura, leaked from his body, like a silent spring rain that moistened things, and permeated Zhao Xiangfei’s body in front of him.

These forces rushed to Zhao Xiangfei’s heart, Zhao Xiangfei’s heart stopped beating and began to contract violently.

“you are wrong.”

However, Zhao Xiangfei’s face did not change in the slightest.

She looked at Kuyu Taoist with pity and said this softly.

Then she started to move, stepping towards the Kuyu Taoist.

Kuyu Taoist’s breathing and heartbeat also suddenly stopped.

At this moment, in his mind, Zhao Xiangfei’s heart seemed to have become the hardest object in the world, and the power he had infused into Zhao Xiangfei’s body could not compete with her power.

There was a boom.

There was a huge roar in this empty palace.

A Bai Shengsheng’s fist, with a terrifying air wave, expanded at an astonishing speed in the pupils of Taoist Kuyu.

Taoist Kuyu gave a low drink, and all the power in his body poured out, two small blue swords emerged from his hands and slashed on this white fist.

Ka!

However, in the next moment, the two light blue small swords turned into two shooting stars and flew backwards to unknown places, his arms and bones were all broken, and his chest bones were all.

Boom!

His body flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

Zhao Xiangfei closed her fist softly.

Her fist looked very fragrant, tender and soft, but in the last breath, it turned into one of the most terrifying weapons in the world.

Taoist Kuyu kept coughing up blood, and he was shocked to say nothing.

“Now you should understand why I said you were wrong.”

Concubine Zhao Xiang looked at him, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her mouth pursed slightly and said: “You should understand why my emperor has always spoiled me the most over the years, and why he is willing to put the future of the entire Da Chu Dynasty in mine. Hands.”

“Because…” she stared at her fist with a glamorous eye, and said in a manly voice: “Because my hands can be very soft, but they can also be very hard…because I am the strongest person in the whole Chu Chu except him. .”