Chapter 475: Heavenly Palace Game, Reversal of Victory and Defeat
The answer to this question.
It's five hundred years.
It's been five hundred years, and not a single Tiangang-level force has been destroyed in Yuhua Shangjing.
Last time, in front of more than five hundred, a "sect" whose name had become taboo was wiped out.
I remember that at that time, that sect was one of the thirty-six forces of Tiangang, but in fact, its terrifying heritage and power had reached the seven saints and eight families, and it was the only sect among the thirty-six forces of Tiangang that did not offer worship to the seven saints and eight families in exchange for protection.
That sect, when it was prosperous, could be described as extremely prosperous, with countless strong people, and once the entire Upper Kyoto could not raise its head.
But in the end, it was wiped out overnight, and there was not even a single mouse left in the corner!
More than 500 years later, no one knows exactly what happened.
Some people say that it was that sect that offended a supreme existence in the Seven Saints and Eight Families, and was wiped out overnight.
Some people also say that it was because the Heavenly Demon came down and killed the entire sect.
There are even people who say that the entire sect has mastered the way of ascension, and the teaching is ascending.
How, no one knows.
As time passed, the original story was drowned and rolled over the years, and no longer was mentioned.
So far, five hundred years later, none of the forces of the Thirty-six Tiangang Families has ever been destroyed.
But now, it's a start.
It's like using bloody facts to tell the entire Shangjing that the thirty-six families of Tiangang can also fall!
That night, no one slept.
At the same time, if you look up from the chaotic Shangjing City.
Look at the fifteen towering heavenly palaces hanging above the heavenly dome.
They are incomparably majestic, incomparably majestic, and each has the style and shape of the Seven Saints and Eight Schools.
It is like the sun, moon and stars, circling the heavens, moving slowly, like the sun rising and the moon setting, as if no matter what changes and turbulences, they cannot affect the pace of their movement.
For the people of Shangjing, the existence of these fifteen heavenly palaces is like the sun and the moon.
- I know they're unattainable, but I don't really feel too practical.
This has something to do with the contract between the Seven Saints and the Eight Families.
In the case of non-necessity, it will not interfere in any affairs of the capital.
Therefore, compared to the thirty-six forces of Tiangang who are "powerful and blessed", for the countless beings in the capital, these seven saints and eight families are the real ...... High.
No matter whether the world is turbulent or suffering, they are just like the sun, moon and stars, hanging high in the sky.
This night, when the Jin family was destroyed by the Holy Rune Gate.
In the sky, one of the fifteen heavenly palaces, Fengming Heavenly Palace.
As one of the Seven Saints, Eight Families and Fifteen Emperors, the Nine Phoenix Holy Land is stationed in the branch of Yuhua Shangjing, and the Fengming Heavenly Palace is built with fiery red spirit bricks, crystal clear, beautiful, not so much a palace, but an incomparably exquisite work of art.
It has the shape of a bird, its wings are spread, the flames are entangled, and between its chest and abdomen is the majestic heavenly palace, layered and continuous.
And on the highest and most majestic "Nine Phoenix Palace", a phoenix head statue is lifelike, and the god is mighty.
Coupled with the flaming red flames that drooped one by one, it looked like a real phoenix's tail feathers.
It seems that the entire Fengming Heavenly Palace is really like a divine phoenix bathed in flames, extremely beautiful, incomparably holy and noble.
And at this moment, outside the Nine Phoenix Palace of Fengming Heavenly Palace, several young men and women wearing fiery red robes were standing at the door, blocking in a row.
In front of them, there was a man in a black and white robe, his face was anxious, and he said: "Fellow Daoists of the Feng Palace, if something is urgent, please be accommodating, let me enter the palace and inform the palace master!" ”
But the young men and women wearing fiery red robes looked like they were looking at their noses and noses, and the old god was there, shaking their heads: "He Daoyou, your palace master is playing chess against our palace master, and the character of the two palace masters He Daoyou should also know, if they are disturbed, who will lose the chess game, we can't afford it!" ”
He Daoyou, who was wearing a black and white robe, had a stagnant face, and it was extremely ugly.
Looking at the high-sounding few Fenggong disciples, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared!
He is from the Xuanmen Holy Land, one of the Seven Saints and Eight Families, and his surname is Gui, he is the inspector of the Xuanmen Holy Land stationed in the Holy Xuantian Imperial Palace in Shangjing, and serves as the palace master of the Holy Xuantian Palace.
Last night, the Holy Xuan Palace Lord was invited by the Fengming Palace Lord to play chess in this Nine Phoenix Heavenly Palace, and now he has not returned for a day and a night!
Of course, this is not a problem.
For those two stinky chess baskets, it is not uncommon to play a game of chess for seven days and seven nights.
The problem is, in the course of this day and night, something happened!
The Jin family, which was close to the Xuanmen Holy Land, said goodbye to the whole clan tonight, and the Holy Rune Gate, which was close to the Jiufeng Holy Land, made a brazen move, which was to destroy the entire Jin family.
And because of the contract of the Seven Saints and Eight Families, the Imperial Palace of the Holy Xuantian Palace, without the order of the palace master, they did not dare to make a move at all and interfere in the lower realm.
Therefore, from the beginning of the Holy Rune Gate, He Gui came to the Nine Phoenix Heavenly Palace Palace to see the Lord of the Holy Xuan Palace.
But he was rejected by a few guys from the Nine Phoenix Heavenly Palace.
The reason is the high-sounding set of Fang Cai.
Disturbing the chess game?
Can't afford it?
What a fart!
Don't you just want to drag it until the Jin family is completely destroyed, come to a raw rice to cook mature rice, come to a wooden boat, and come to a place where everything is a foregone conclusion?
But even if he knew it in his heart, he didn't dare to be reckless in the slightest.
After all, he represents Xuanmen, and the other party represents Jiufeng Heavenly Palace, not to mention breaking into the Heavenly Palace, even if there is any offense in the language, the other party will grab the pigtails and make a big fuss.
Between the Seven Saints, Eight Families and Fifteen Emperors, although there is no life-and-death enmity, it is also an open and secret fight.
Hurry!
Hurry!
Seeing that the time dragged on until the Jin family had been completely wiped out.
The disciples smiled and moved out of the way, "That's it, since He Daoyou is so anxious, please." ”
He Gui glared at them and walked quickly into the palace.
And at the same time, inside the palace.
The light is thick, and the runes are moving, isolating all movement from the outside world.
Two figures, focusing on the chess game.
One of them, in his forties, was dressed in a fiery red robe, and his face was plain, just like the uncle next door who could be seen everywhere, but only in those eyes, the golden fire was boiling, as if it could scorch all things in heaven and earth!
And the person opposite him, in his thirties, wearing a black and white robe, with a thin figure and a handsome face, between his gestures, he secretly coincided with the avenue of heaven and earth, yin and yang blended, incomparably mysterious.
The man in the fiery red robe is the palace master of the Nine Phoenix Heavenly Palace, the Dao number Lie Yu.
And the man in the black and white Taoist robe was the palace master of the Holy Xuantian Palace who was invited, and his name was shocking.
The master of the Lieyu Palace holds the white son, and the Jinghong Taoist holds the black son, and the chess game is stale, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom.
Finally, the shocking Taoist raised his eyebrows, as if he had discovered some flaw!
With a smile on his face, he landed on the chessboard!
In an instant, the entire chess game was like a landslide, and the sunspot smashed the yellow dragon directly, forcing the white son of the Fierce Feather Palace Master to have nowhere to escape in an instant!
The Amazing Daoist rubbed his chin, and his smile gradually brightened, "Lie Yu Daoyou, it seems that this game is won by Poor Dao after all!"
The 100,000 acres of spiritual land in your Fengming Heavenly Palace, I'm afraid that it will change hands, and I don't know if the masters of the Nine Phoenix Holy Land Sect know about it, will they blame Yu Ling? ”
On the face of the Shocking Hong Daoist, there was a spring breeze on his face, looking at the expressionless Lie Yu Palace Master, gloating.
- Their chess game is not as simple as winning or losing, it is a bet.
100,000 acres of spiritual land is today's bet.
And this amount of wealth, even if it is the thirty-six forces of Tiangang, it will hurt the flesh.
But it was used as a bet by the two palace masters, which is enough to see the terrifying transcendent status of the Seven Saints and Eight Families.
"What's wrong? With such a hearty game, wouldn't Lie Yu Daoist friends still be happy? ”
The Daoist smiled slightly, "Since you have fun, why don't you laugh?" Could it be that the dignified Fengming Palace Lord can't even afford to lose a hundred thousand spiritual fields? ”
In and out of the words, it has been clearly ridiculed and ironic.
Xuanmen and Jiufeng, both holy places, have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, both want to make each other deflated, both want to embarrass each other, and they have both done it.
Therefore, the palace master who belongs to the two holy places stationed in the palace of Shangjing Tiangong is naturally harmonious on the surface, but in fact, he wishes that the other party would suddenly die one day.
Yesterday, the Lieyu Palace Lord suddenly invited him to play against him, and the Thrilling Daoist didn't want to come, but the Lieyu Palace Lord proposed a bet of 100,000 Lingtian, but it made him warm, so he happily went to the appointment.
After a day and a night of fighting, he was about to win, and his heart was naturally happy and happy.
On the other hand, the Lie Yu Dao man, his face was indifferent, no joy or anger, he gently closed the chess box and admitted defeat.
Then without any distress, he took out a transparent porcelain vase the size of a human head from his sleeve robe, which was the 100,000 acres of spiritual fields that were stored by the technique of mustard seeds and Sumeru.
"The chess skills of Jinghong Dao friends have risen, and Xiaodao is willing to gamble and lose." The Flame Feather Palace Lord waved his hand.
The Daoist was stunned, took the 100,000 Lingtian in a daze, and his brows began to wrinkle.
100,000 Lingtian, although it will not hurt the muscles and bones of the Lie Feather, it is also a large amount.
This feather ...... Got rich?
But the other party didn't explain, and with a wave of his hand, he removed the enchantment that shrouded the chess room.
The next moment, He Gui, the inspector of the Holy Xuantian Palace, hurriedly ran in, his face was full of horror, and he leaned down in the ear of the Daoist and whispered a few words.
As a result, the faces of the people of Jinghong Dao became gloomy for a moment!
An incomparably terrifying aura erupted violently, enveloping the entire Fengming Heavenly Palace was not enough, it was sprinkled down, and it spread all over Shangjing!
At that moment, feathering into the capital, countless living beings all felt that terrifying aura like heavenly might!
Shivering!
"Flame Feather...... Good! All right! What a tune tiger away from the mountain! ”
The face of the Shocking Daoist instantly turned fierce, staring at the Flame Feather Palace Master, his five fingers clenched, and countless dense cracks burst out of the surrounding void!
In his rage, he crushed the void!
But the Fierce Feather Dao people on the opposite side seemed to have expected it, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.
He raised his head, looked at the Daoist of Jinghong, and asked rhetorically: "It is a great joy that Daoist friends of Jinghong won 100,000 spiritual fields, why don't Daoists laugh?" Is it because you don't like to laugh by nature? ”
In an instant, the victory and defeat were reversed.
(End of chapter)