"The Heavenly Poison Prince has arrived, and he has brought a number of specialties of the Heavenly Poison Empire, and the thousand-year-old soul wood is seven feet ......" The old eunuch's yin and yang strange voice just shouted, and he was immediately dumbfounded, Nima, the coffin board that the Heavenly Poison Prince actually sent was still sent according to His Majesty's size, is this a bear heart leopard gall?

"Poof...... The tea that the fourth prince just drank and didn't eat immediately squirted out, he and the poisonous prince smell the same, and it can be regarded as an embarrassment, there are many reasons for befriending the heavenly poisonous prince, on the surface, it is to show the wind of the great country to follow the emperor's order, his own careful thinking is actually there, although at present, his father is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, but it is also a matter of time before the prince can be established, according to the current situation, the eldest brother is known to be virtuous, and he has won the love and support of a group of ministers and the people, the second brother controls the military power, and there is a group of Janissaries who work hard for him, the third emperor brother does not consider it, and the other brothers are not worried, but Huang Qianyin, who suddenly popped out in the past two years, made him a little jealous.

He Jin and Ouyang Heng glanced at the four princes when they passed by, but they all followed the elders of the family to come over for a long time, and it was not good to communicate too much in front of the public.

"The lord of Xiyang Mountain has arrived, two bottles of elixir, and one hundred carts of five spirit wood. "Xiyang Mountain is located on the border of Nanchuan Courtyard and the Tianfeng Empire, in fact, it is also counted as the local power of the Tianfeng Empire, but the Yang family of Xiyang Mountain occupies the mountain as the king, and relies on the ancestral secret method of planting the five spirit wood, gradually becoming bigger and stronger, and finally split out from the sphere of influence of the Tianfeng Empire, because the five spirit wood is blessed with unique hardness, so the strong bow and hard crossbow of the Tianfeng Empire must be made of five spirit wood, and the importance of Xiyang Mountain is naturally self-evident.

It's not that the royal family didn't want to eat this piece of fat into their stomachs, but the people of the Yang family in Xiyang Mountain are not fools, and the method of cultivating Wulingmu is also unique in the world, and the means used by the royal family behind the scenes have also been disgusted by the Yang family, and the Yang family also deliberately sat on the ground and sold the Wulingmu like a natural poison military.

What I didn't expect was that the Tianfeng Empire and the Heavenly Poison Empire had fought for more than 3,000 years, and there were countless casualties between the two countries, and the people and money were starved everywhere, but the Yang family's angry decision directly made them make war money for more than 3,000 years, and there is Xiyang Mountain, which is so large that no one dares to ignore it in the entire Nanchuan territory today.

After the old eunuch finished reading, he took a pen and wrote down a few strokes on the gift list, really want to talk about it, in fact, how can there be a saying that the Tianfeng Royal held a civil and military banquet and gave gifts to distinguished guests, people come to give you face, and there is nothing wrong with not coming, these forces come from afar, and the gift is actually a kind of scene, and the mystery inside is not as simple as it seems, for example, the little clever ghost of the Heavenly Poison Prince is not a gift, but a humiliation, and the two bottles of pills sent by the Yang family in Xiyang Mountain are naturally not on the table, but to remind the Tianfeng Royal that if you want Wulingmu, remember to exchange the pills！

"The mission of the Qisha Kingdom has arrived, a hundred horses of cloth and satin, and a thousand catties of cold iron in Xuantian. "Qisha country is listed in the land of Liuhe, is one of the many small countries in the land of Liuhe, but this small country has a big story, when the scholar threw the sword into Nanchuan, and later faced several brothers when they fled into the red dust to study, it was in the Qisha country in the yellow sand of the sky to enlighten, and there was a later famous continent of the seven killing sword array.

"The Great Elder of the Flying Sword Sect has arrived with the Young Sect Master. "The really powerful forces don't bother to give away anything to cover up, and if people can come, they will give you a big face.

"The young palace master of Liuhe Palace has arrived. As soon as the old eunuch said this, the audience was silent, and even His Majesty the Emperor of Tianfeng stood up from the dragon chair and solemnly looked at the direction where the people from Liuhe Palace were coming. Ning Feng and the fat man in the crowd also saw clearly for the first time this rumored Tianfeng Emperor, the source of all the intrigues and intrigues was this middle-aged man who seemed to be smiling kindly at this moment, in fact, he was only in his thirties, but the days of drunken dreams and death were too long, and he looked a little old, or in other words, the emperor had been sitting for a long time, and now he couldn't even stand steadily, maybe this is the unusual place of the Ninety-Five Emperor.

Many people flattered like the Liuhe Palace and his party to express their goodwill, and some people disdained it, and the people also talked about it, and Ning Feng heard a series of words in his ears and deeply knew what a genius he was, the old enemy of the young master of Liuhe Palace with a three-year covenant.

At the age of three, he can kill a cat, at the age of five, he dares to tear a leopard, at the age of eight, he can break the seal, at the age of ten, he can refine the spirit vein, he will become a martial artist, he will cast a sword spirit at the age of fourteen, he will enter the heavenly courtyard at the age of sixteen, and he will sweep the Liuhe.

"Obediently, I thought it was so powerful, this talent is a waste in our Guigu, look at these guys' eyes are so hot, as if their father is here, Boss Ning, you are right? Hey, Boss Ning, what's wrong with you, is the weather very hot? Why are you sweating profusely, shouldn't you." The fat man looked at the young master of Liuhe Palace and whispered in Ning Feng's ear, Ning Feng was frightened when he heard what he said.

Fat man This is a typical standing and talking without back pain, this is a twenty-year-old martial king, more demonic talent than the popular big brother! No, Ning Feng immediately denied the contrast between the young master of the Liuhe Palace and Feng Xingtian, in terms of talent, it is really difficult to distinguish between the two, first of all, although Feng Xingtian was also born into a famous family, but he has been bound to the imperial capital as a coercive since he was a child, and he is calculated everywhere like walking on thin ice, and the cultivation resources that can be obtained can be said to be extremely limited, and Feng Xingtian itself is a well-known cultivation waste, so it is even more impossible to blatantly cultivate with the help of pills, and the young master of Liuhe Palace is very different, he is the pride of the sky, he has a rare heavenly spirit vein, and he can practice for thousands of miles a day, and he has the support of the entire Liuhe Palace behind him, which can be said to have taken advantage of the resources。 Then, Feng Xingtian's cultivation path can be described as difficult step by step, and the first twenty years can almost be said to have survived under the royal breath, that is to say, the time when Feng Xingtian really began to cultivate was actually when Feng Xingtian received an amnesty order to enter and leave the imperial city freely at the time of the last civil and military competition.

However, no matter what, the cultivation of the young master of Liuhe Palace, King Wu, is a sure thing, and this is something that Ning Feng will have to face sooner or later.

"Yes, he's a waste, didn't you hear your friend mention that I almost killed the waste in your mouth?" Ning Feng scolded with a smile and whispered, when the fat man heard it, he remembered that there was still a grudge between the two, but the fat man had to bite the bullet and say: "That's not, Boss Ning, your cultivation speed has been going on, and it is not a stable matter to trample him under his feet in three years." ”

The civil and military banquet is naturally both literary and martial, but under the cusp of this limelight, Wendou seems to be a little nondescript, the bigwigs of all parties are obviously very disdainful of these people who are selling pen and ink, and they can't be interested at all, the only thing that can make them have some ideas, it is estimated that the protagonist of this civil and military banquet is popular, and his name as the champion of Wen is not worth mentioning, but since he is called Wendou, he, the son of the Feng family who was a blockbuster at the beginning, will definitely be in the limelight, this is a thing with infinite scenery, but unfortunately, Feng Xingtian disappointed everyone, he did not come, so that His Majesty the Emperor of Tianfeng frowned deeper and deeper, could it be that Feng Xingtian temporarily changed his attention？

Wenbi is carried out on the high platform in the middle, the Tianfeng Emperor personally made the question, the young talents are eager to play their wit, and the popular masterpieces are at their fingertips, it is indeed a specialization in the art industry, these people may be very idiots in terms of practice, but the quotation is a pawn of the world, no wonder many people say that the mouth of the people in Nanchuan is more powerful than the fist, this is not unreasonable, the fourteen states of the human race, the land of the two rivers because of the thin spiritual power, has always been the younger generation by other states to be pressed a lot, but the famous Confucianism is a lot, like scholars who enter the martial arts with literature, and once raise their heads and enter the sainthood, it can be said that there are very few people。

Because of the killing of the realm lord, Xue Chuan recruited a group of terrifying Killing Realm disciples, which directly improved Xue Chuan's status as a whole, and it is difficult to say how terrifying the people under the Killing Realm are, but no one can forget the scene of Su Su's bloody clothes killing all directions, and even when the hundred clans see the long sword on the way to the sky, it is still difficult to hide the fear in their hearts.

Nanchuan is weaker, not the lack of the world's strongest person like the Lord of the Killing Realm, but the lack of thunderous means, looking at the Nanchuan Famous House, the scholar alone is enough to make other states frightened, the vertical and horizontal sword of three thousand years ago, a body of cultivation to reach the peak, and few people know about the wolf master, that woman commands the ability of the world's demonic beasts, who in the world can stop it? It's a pity, it is rumored that the vertical and horizontal sword is deceased, and the wolf lord goes to the top of the wind and snow alone to face the common people, the scholar, the holder of the Spring and Autumn Pen, but the temperament is mild, no one can guess what the scholar is always chasing in the red dust, enlightenment?

"The Feng family is in the wind!" the old eunuch suddenly saw a handsome and extraordinary person walking slowly from the periphery of the forbidden army, and said loudly at the moment. Everyone looked over, Wen Bi was just at the end, many people regretted that Feng Xingtian did not attend, and his spirit was shocked when he heard this, His Majesty the Tianfeng Emperor, who was just about to announce the end of Wen Bi, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Feng Xingtian slowly with an expressionless face.

"The Feng family is in the sky, meet Your Majesty!" Feng Xingtian said in a loud voice, but he did not kneel down to perform the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, but only bowed slightly, and then stood with a solemn expression, and there was an unpredictable light in his eyes.