Chapter 980: The first battle meets the deceased

The national teacher Chang Yuan proposed his solution: the reform was slowed down, he stepped down from the position of the sect leader, and the crown prince also stepped down from his position, and the two sides ostensibly "exchanged sons".

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that after the national teacher Chang Yuan retired, he was still the national teacher Chang Yuan, and his strength and prestige were still there, no matter where he was, he could remotely control the Qiankun Divine Sect.

But once the crown prince steps down from his position, then he will be just an ordinary person, and his strength and majesty will be gone.

The prince smiled slightly, squinted at the national teacher Chang Yuan, and said: "If this is not the case, the day when the national teacher ascends to immortality is the time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous, is it okay?"

This sentence hit the door of death of the national teacher Chang Yuan, and it was also an unacceptable quid pro quo that Chang Yuan could not accept.

Why is the Qiankun Divine Cult so unbreakable and no one dares to challenge it head-on?

The fundamental reason is that Changyuan has been undefeated for 500 years and is truly invincible!

For thousands of years, there have been many monks in the world who claim to be invincible, but the discerning people know at a glance that some people have water in the name of "invincible", some of them are picking opponents, some are washing their hands too early, some are ascending to immortals early, and some are all relying on business to blow each other.

But the national teacher is often far away, he has never avoided war, especially in the first two hundred years, his invincible name was built up by the lives of countless opponents and the accumulation of white bones under his feet.

Chang Yuan's terrifying record is so strong that the latecomers no longer dare to challenge it easily, and occasionally someone dares to challenge, but they all continue to add a new head under his white bone throne.

After a long time, those who came after cherished their lives and feathers, and although they claimed to be invincible, they no longer challenged Chang Yuan, because Chang Yuan had reached a realm that they could not reach.

Ding Jiangshan, the top powerhouse recognized in the world, who is also known as the invincible "Wuxiangliu", once had the idea of challenging Chang Yuan, but after he came to meet Chang Yuan, he only glanced at Chang Yuan, and his eyes only stayed on the other party with a flick of his fingers, Ding Jiangshan turned his head and left, and even his invincible "Three Swords of Destiny" in the world could not be pulled out.

Afterwards, he told his son, saying: The moment I looked at Chang Yuan, I already felt that I had lost. I don't know why I lost, and I don't know how I thought that way, but I knew that if I fought, I would definitely lose!

This incident came out later, and all the cultivators in the world were more determined in their thoughts: Chang Yuan cannot be challenged!

Once the Qiankun Divine Sect loses Changyuan, then countless people will immediately flock to challenge the Divine Cult, and the Qiankun Divine Sect will no longer be that unchallengeable and unshakable behemoth.

But although the crown prince can abdicate, he can also come back!

If the national teacher Chang Yuan is a flying immortal, then he won't be able to come back!

This is also a condition that the national teacher Chang Yuan will never agree to.

The national teacher Chang Yuan sighed lightly, although he was standing on one side, but his eyes were condescending and slanted at the prince, responding to his challenging and firm gaze, he asked rhetorically: "A sword in a person's chest, the force penetrates the back, and when it is pulled out, the wound will crack, and the bleeding will be like a flood, and the result will definitely be killed on the spot." ”

The prince immediately replied without hesitation: "If you leave it alone and dare not draw the sword, once the long sword is fused with the wounded, it will definitely corrode the body, the sores will rot, and then endanger your life." ”

Chang Yuan said: "How does the prince think he should be treated?"

The prince said: "Long pain is better than short pain, draw the sword, stop the bleeding, heal!"

Chang Yuan shook his head: "Isn't the prince afraid of dying of blood loss?"

The prince sneered: "Draw the sword, nine deaths, if you don't pull out, you will definitely die!

Chang Yuan sighed: "It's a pity, the people of the world are going to suffer again!"

The smile on the prince's face was even more sarcastic: "The people of the world are already in a hot pot, and the water is in dire straits, and it is difficult to get along!"

Chang Yuan shook his head again, stopped talking, just turned his head to look ahead, and sighed softly in a voice that only he could hear: "It's really like......"

The crown prince is definitely not the first prince or emperor to attempt to challenge the Divine Cult in this way, but will he be the last?

Chang Yuan didn't know, he even couldn't help but start thinking about a question: If it goes on like this, when will it be a head?

The question that the prince said, as a national teacher, standing at his height, can he not see it?

Of course he knew.

Sometimes, however, it is useless for a person to stand tall, depending on where he stands.

He is the national teacher of Daqi, but he is also the leader of the Qiankun Divine Sect, this sect was founded by him, this is his own birth, and the close relationship between the two is also clear at a glance.

With his ability, he could have risen to immortality a long time ago, but why hasn't he ascended to immortal for more than five hundred years?

Without him, he can't give up this inheritance.

At this point, Chang Yuan and the crown prince didn't say a word more, the two sat and stood, each facing the audience, and no one knew that they had completed the last round of negotiations and the last negotiation.

And the negotiations, broke down.

Next, it's time for the battle!

I just don't know what the attack launched by the prince will be like this time?

The national teacher Chang Yuan thought about it, and then he didn't think about it anymore, he has been in the position of being challenged for hundreds of years, and he ...... Always a winner, and this time, it won't be an exception!

Li Chengfeng was under the high stage, and he felt a little empathy for this scene on the stage, and he suddenly remembered the situation when he met the head of Ma Qianli, but he was not in the position of a direct and sharp challenger at that time.

But even so, he still felt a great deal of pressure, and he didn't dare to imagine that as a challenger, the crown prince, a person who had no magic power and no spells, would need a lot of courage and strength to stop his backbone when facing Chang Yuan, the undefeated national teacher for five hundred years.

After the ceremony, the grand procession begins, and the monks of all sects will show their own tricks and tricks, and they will pass through the long streets of Shenguang and Shenhui, and then circle around Shenjing, so that the people of the world can see the demeanor of the most elite monks of today.

Li Chengfeng quickly left the VIP stage and returned to the phalanx of the Lingshan Sect, but when he came back, he clearly felt that most people looked at him with a strange gaze, the kind of eyes that were both distant and indifferent, and at the same time with schadenfreude.

"What's going on?" Li Chengfeng asked Zhao Xiaobao in a low voice.

At this time, the parade had already begun, and there were cheers from the crowd everywhere, and most of the self-respecting sects chose the most ordinary horseback riding, and they did not squint one by one, and their expressions were solemn.

Some of the more lively and frivolous monks relied on magic weapons to move up and down, like spiritual snakes drilling around the ranks, rushing into the crowd from time to time, causing a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

In such a noisy voice, Zhao Xiaobao had to pull his throat and say loudly in Li Chengfeng's ear: "The matchup table for the first round has come out, and the referee has already distributed it when you are not there." ”

Li Chengfeng said: "Who am I fighting in the first round?"

Zhao Xiaobao's face was strange for a while: "The leader of the Star City Gate, Chong Jingjing!"