Three days later.

The ghost market in Jianxia reopened, and the shops in the ghost market were decorated with lights, and the shops of various forces, small countries, and sects were also decorated.

This is a scene that was set up to celebrate the inauguration of the Lord of the Bright Candle Shrine

There is an extra palace on the river.

On the vermilion roof of the palace, lanterns are hung on the eaves, and the flickering candlelight shines on the river, which looks gorgeous and magical.

The door of the main hall was opened, and people from all sides came to congratulate him.

"The envoy of General Wu of the underworld of Jing Kingdom is here to congratulate, the envoy of Jing State Weijun is coming to congratulate, and the envoy of Wuxia Kingdom is coming! Envoys of Chu, Meishan, Yu, and Xiaoxiang ......"

People from all sides either ride chariots, or control strange beasts and auspicious clouds.

All kinds of strange-shaped people sat down and came to congratulate the jade tripod of this group of jade mountains and congratulate this lucky person.

Tang Ping sat on the main seat, and there were more than a dozen maids and guards of the snake people clan beside him.

"Yuding senior, congratulations!"

A white bird with a bird's head and a body that can speak human words congratulated.

"Haha, big bird envoy, it's too polite, please take a seat."

The maid whispered beside her the origin of the visitor, and the maid was not an ordinary person, but the daughter of the Nanlu clan.

"The envoy of the Fire Worship Nation came to celebrate."

Wow!

Under the pitch black sky, a cloud of fire flew.

Under the fire cloud was a young man with red hair and red eyebrows, dressed in a fiery red velvet.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, the Bright Candle Shrine and the Fire Worship Clan in the south are enemies, and the sacrifice of the Candle Snake is almost the clan of the Fire Worship Clan.

"Sit, sit, sit." Tang Ping's face was indifferent, and he was not driven away because he was a fire-worshipping clan.

Soon, the banquet began.

At the banquet, Tang Ping took the opportunity to announce the next policy.

"In the future, everything will be as usual in the Bright Candle Shrine, and this seat will be enthroned at the beginning, and in order to repay your support, within ten years, the rent will be halved."

"Good! The palace lord is atmospheric! ”

Others raised their glasses in celebration and said good things in their mouths.

Except for Nan Luhua's flesh pain, the others seemed very happy.

Jianxia Ghost Market is a good place, along with various countries, a lot of supplies are transferred here, correspondingly, the rent of any shop here is extremely expensive.

This halving can save hundreds of thousands of ghost money.

"Also, cough cough ......" At this time, Tang Ping suddenly coughed violently, his face was red, and a trace of death flashed on his young face from time to time.

Only then did everyone recall that Tang Ping was also an old man, and his lifespan might be less than a hundred years.

"The cultivation arrangement of this seat is tight, and it is impossible to take care of the daily operation, in the future, all the affairs of the Three Kingdoms, the daily operation of the Jianxia Ghost City, and all the arrangements will be arranged by Nanluhua."

"Also, Nanlu Hua will be the next king of Nanlu."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the palace master should ask another master." Nanlu Hua pretended to say, thinking that the ancestor of Nanlu Wang was really powerful, and he didn't know what means he used to make Tang Ping so obedient.

I thought I would have to fight at least to gain my rights, but now it seems that there is no need.

When everyone heard Tang Ping's arrangements, they instantly understood that Tang Ping was just a puppet.

Feng Huan glanced at Tang Ping unexpectedly, and a good feeling rose in his heart, the palace master who is not in power is good at alchemy, and he is good friends with various forces, and he seems to be a good person.

"Come, play and dance." Tang Ping raised his wine glass, drunken eyes.

Today's banquet successfully made everyone think that Tang Ping was a puppet with no power.

This made many people despise him in their hearts.

Except for the people of Chu State, Yuguo and Xiaoxiang, all the envoys looked at Tang Ping with a kind of complexity.

Everybody knows this guy is lucky.

Father Xiao and the lord of the carved country were cold, Wei Shuang was an internal ghost, and Nanluhua was not a weapon, so he let this guy be the palace master.

"It's so easy to be the palace master, if you boil everyone to death, you will naturally be the palace master."

In the crowd, Jiang Yuan smiled at his subordinates on the side, his voice was not loud, but who was not a strong person present? This joking remark easily reached everyone's ears.

The scene fell silent all at once.

The envoy of Chu was Wei Hu, and Wei Hu was about to teach this person a lesson when he saw this, but who knew that Tang Ping was faster than him.

Bang!

Tang Ping Huo Ran got up and smashed a wine glass over, Jiang Yuan couldn't react, and was smashed on his head at once, and the wine was drenched all over his body.

"You!!" Jiang Yuan stood up suddenly, his eyes breathing fire.

"What are you? In Lao Tzu's territory, did you still let you snort? Lao Tzu is the palace master, if you insult me, you will insult the Ming Candle Palace, that is, you will insult the Candle God, and you will insult the King of the New Nanlu! Nanlu Hua, on! ”

Tang Ping crackled and a series of big hats were buttoned up, not only Jiang Yuan couldn't be straightened out, but even Nanluhua was not easy to watch.

"General Jiang, please leave, you are not welcome here." Nanluhua's face sank.

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to offend the people of the whole palace, so he directly admitted this dumb loss.

"Crazy, just crazy, this is the lord of the first house?"

Jiang Yuan is just quick to speak, this guy directly pressed down the big hat of the Divine Palace, isn't he afraid of a war between the two forces?

"Funny, haha." Tang Ping laughed and drank a little wine.

Anyway, it's not your own foundation, you don't feel distressed if you use it casually, you can hit it casually, and you're not afraid of depreciation at all.

Tang Ping is now this strategy.

Since you want power, give it to you, hold you high, and the world will know your power.

Of course, Tang Ping will not stop because of this, but seeks benefits under the banner of the palace master, and he doesn't have to bear any responsibility, anyway, he knows that he is a puppet.

After the banquet, Tang Pingzhen went back to Qunyu Mountain to retreat, and he didn't even want to live in the palace of the country of worry-free.

The power of the palace master and the palace are all theirs, is there anything better than this?

Underworld.

In front of the palace square under a huge and shady banyan tree.

Zhang Wulang listened to the report of his subordinates, and he looked at the gray sky.

"Shenhou became the palace master? Someone else seized power? ”

Zhang Wulang has already begun to feel sad for the Bright Candle Shrine.

Xiangshui, Tang Ping was opposite the two sisters, and he smiled: "How? Now that I am the palace master, I can be regarded as fulfilling my promise, should you show anything? Give something good? ”

Candlelight clasped her arms and took a few steps back with a wary expression.

"Speechless, how do you have a long brain, thinking about these strange things all day long, I mean are there any other exercises? Or the location of the ancient gang. ”

When the current practice is completed, it is time to find new exercises and gangqi, otherwise the progress will not be pushed forward.

"There is no exercise, we are born with supernatural powers. As for Gangqi, it must be in the sky. Above the river is the water attribute Gang gas, and above the volcano is the fire Gang gas, go to different landforms to find it. ”

The evil qi is in the ground, and the gang qi is naturally in the sky.

No matter what kind of qi you have, you will find it from heaven after all. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some minerals contain Gang gas and can be directly absorbed by humans.

Xiaoming thought for a moment and said: "In the upper reaches of Xiangshui, there is Xiangshui Qigang at a height of nine heavenly feet at the source, which is a medium-grade Gangqi, you may need these." ”

"Medium? Not really, but you can check it out. ”

Tang Ping wanted the Huangquan Jiaolong to see that the Huangquan Jiaolong could absorb other evil qi and transform it into a high-grade Huangquan Jiaolong Demon.

This time, there may be a chance to devour it too.

Gang Qi is not in a hurry to find it, and the most important thing is also the new elixir and new exercises.

This needs to find someone from Dongyi's side.

There are a lot of scattered people from the East in the Ghost City of Jianxia, so maybe you can get in touch with them slowly.

"By the way, at the next festival, it's time to get the Divine Fire back, right?" Candlelight reminded.

"Don't teach me to do things, take your time, don't take risks."

With that, Tang Ping turned around and left, got into the bronze car and returned to Qunyu Mountain, leaving only the candlelight to jump aside.

"Thirty thousand proficiency, now the pill is not good, one proficiency a day, it will take about eighty years, not too long."

Tang Ping thought to himself.

Ten years in retreat.

The palace master is in a stable position, and there are no major events for the time being.

Tang Ping hooked up with the scattered cultivators in the east, but did not say what he meant.

This oriental qi practitioner surnamed Peng, from Peng Li (Nian Li) Ze, the Oriental Peng Lize, but not along the coast, belongs to the place affected by Haidai, not too far from the ancient city of Haidai Liangzhu Kingdom.

There are many forces around Peng Lize, among which there is a sect called Danjing, which is also called Songmen by the world.

As the name suggests, he lives in seclusion among the pine forests, and lives with cranes for a long time.

The name of the ancestor of the Kaipai is Hongya, according to legend, this person is the courtier of the Yellow Emperor, digging five wells, drawing water to refine the pill, and Dancheng died in this immortal.

Hongya Danjing got its name from this.

All in all, this is an alchemy sect with a very deep background, which is worth befriending and stealing.

This sect is currently in decline, and it would be best if you could get new alchemy and fundamental exercises from it.

In the ghost market of Jianxia, in a remote store, an old man with white hair, dressed in linen clothes, and a flute hanging from his waist looked at the empty shop.

"Jade Flute Daoist! This shop is yours, and you won't be charged rent for three years. Tang Ping pointed to the shop.

In the past, the old man set up a stall, but now he is a favor.

"I can't help it, I can't help it, it's too troublesome." Yudi hurriedly refused.

"It's okay, you and I often exchange alchemy experiences, and it can be regarded as paying tuition." Tang Ping waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

"The palace master is really too polite, the purpose of coming out this time is to travel, otherwise I would have to join the Bright Candle Shrine."

"No need to be polite, you won't be able to live long anyway, I won't lose anything."

"That's disrespectful."

Since then, the Jade Flute has lived here.

Tang Ping didn't get straight to the point, but exchanged alchemy experience normally.

With the refining of a furnace of purple Xuandan, the jade flute couldn't help but be shocked by Tang Ping's stable technique.

The pill is not the key, the key is that this person is too stable.

There are almost no mistakes, and the success rate of alchemy is extremely high, and there will be no particularly big mistakes.

"Comparable to the Sect Master."

Jade Flute thought to herself.

Maybe the sect master is not necessarily more stable than him, which makes Yudi have a lot of changes to the southern monks.

The rest of the world calls Haidai Dongyi, and Dongyi doesn't regard people in other places as barbarians.

As for the Yunmengze area, it is even more barbarian among barbarians.

What he didn't expect was that these barbarians would have such a method.

The next days were more boring, except for cultivation, talking and chatting, and building a good relationship with the Jade Flute.

The surrounding geography is relatively peaceful, and countries don't know what big moves they are holding.

A few years later, due to Xiong Ba's delay in leaving the customs, Xiong Yang plucked up his courage and entered the mountain behind the Chu royal family.

Night falls.

The fire pool on the top of the mountain burns, and a three-legged and two-eared Baoding floats up and down in the flames, and there is a lifelike phoenix on the body.

"This ......," Xiong Yang had a bad premonition.

Wow!

At this moment, the flame transforms into a human form.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this person, Xiong Yang knelt down on one knee.

"Get up, it's your young man's world from now on."

Xiong Yang raised his head, and then noticed Xiong Ba's translucent body.

"Your Majesty, ...... you?"

"That's right, I'm dead, but refining this Sheji artifact before dying is not too much of a loss.

This is the phoenix tripod, there is a formation diagram in the tripod, and you can wait for the gods to enter it, learn to arrange the troops, and even stimulate the bloodline. The phoenix can be summoned, and the power is incomparable! ”

While speaking, Xiong Ba's figure gradually faded.

"Grandpa, I'll let people prepare for the opening ceremony of opening the mountain and cutting grass!" Xiong Yang stood up and hurriedly shouted.

"No need, my body has been dusted, and my soul is used as Fengding's fuel, Fengding is still almost complete, and I can't do without it."

Rumble!

As he spoke, Xiong Ba's soul shattered and disintegrated like a broken mirror.

The fragments merge into Baoding.

There was no grand farewell ceremony when this civil and military king died, only his grandson Xiong Yang alone.

Unconsciously, Xiong Yang burst into tears, this is not the so-called relationship, he and Xiong Ba have no relationship at all.

I was born in Qunyu Mountain, grew up in Qunyu Mountain, and the time I spent alone with my grandfather Xiong Ba in this life may add up to less than half an hour, and I am a complete stranger.

Xiong Yang's cry today is to feel Xiong Ba's heart for the country and inheritance.

Xiong Yang only felt that the burden was on him, which was the belief of every generation of kings for hundreds of years.

Some kings may not do well, but at least they have left indelible spiritual wealth.

The ancestor Zhang Qi, the ancestor Xiong Ying, the first generation of Wang Xiong Man, the second generation of Xiong Ying, and the third generation of Xiong Ba, now that they have passed on to their fourth generation of kings, do they really have a chance to do a good job?

"In the future, it will depend on you, and the great cause of the business will be passed on from generation to generation."

Xiong Ba left this sentence, and all the power was integrated into Fengding.

Whew!!

The fire phoenix burned the plains, the sky was dyed blood-red, and on this day, day after day, historians and wizards recorded this treacherous scene.

The fire phoenix burned the plain, and the king died.

Xiong Yang suppressed the disobedience of some people with Fengding, successfully ascended to the throne, and successfully stabilized his position by holding a funeral for Xiong Ba.

At the same time, the underworld also became a sensation.

The oldest Zhu Man was extremely sad, but he didn't expect Xiong Ba to be able to do this for the sake of the clan.

Xiong Ying has relatives and has been depressed for a long time.

On the bank of Xiangshui, the bright moon is like a white jade plate, and the earth is covered with a layer of silver veil.

There are two lotus flowers on the water, and on the lotus flowers are two peerless beauties.

Candlelight tilted her head and looked at Tang Ping on the shore.

I saw Tang Ping pick up a pot of wine and pour it into the river diagonally.

"What are you doing here?" Candlelight puzzled.

"Honor someone, though I don't know much about it."

"Then you still sacrifice?"

"You don't understand." Tang Ping muttered to himself and told Xiong Ba's deeds, Xiong Ba's deeds of refining weapons with flesh and blood and paving the way for future generations deeply shocked Tang Ping.

"The predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, harming themselves and benefiting the world; Shun also did this back then, if you can understand, it is not far from enlightenment. ”

The two were thoughtful.

The state of Chu joined the mainstream, and the funeral became official.

The king of Chu, Xiongba, is called "Wu", which is the king of Chu Wu.

Xiong Yang ascended the throne and came to power to send troops to attack Jingguo, which was bound to sweep everything.

"It's time for revenge." Tang Ping thought to himself.

(End of chapter)