Although Feng Qingyao is not a disciple of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, the current Feng Qingyao is also a very important figure for the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism. This can be seen from the fact that the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism can send so many people to guard Feng Qingyao. So seeing that Feng Qingyao had provoked such a powerful enemy again, the old Taoist was naturally a little worried.

Feng Qingyao knows very well why the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism attach such importance to themselves, but no matter what the reason is that the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism care so much about themselves, people are always kind. Feng Qingyao smiled indifferently and said, "Since that person named Zong Yuan dared to sneak attack me when I was crossing the tribulation, he already had the idea of killing me." Since he already has the idea of killing me and dares to act on it, he must be ready to be killed by me. The so-called murderer is always killed.

As for what Gelgi is, it is already his luck that he taught such a despicable disciple that I didn't go to him for trouble. If he dares to come to the door, then I will teach him a lesson by the way, and let him know what it means to pay a debt. ”

"Amitabha, the wind donor is always so heroic, no difficulty, no external force can crush the wind donor to let the wind donor bow his head, the wind donor can have the current cultivation, realm, and this heroic cloud dry fearless mentality I am afraid it has a lot to do with it. ”

Hearing Feng Qingyao's somewhat domineering and arrogant words, a smile appeared on his face, and he thought silently in his heart.

"The wind donor is so murderous and majestic. The wind donor should have grown up near Gyeonggi since he was a child, and he shouldn't have such a majestic and murderous atmosphere. Such a majestic and murderous aura can only be produced by those who are in power and have killed countless people. The wind donor can give birth to such a majestic and murderous aura, which is really a freak. ”

The little monk was just praising Feng Qingyao's mentality, but the iron bowl monk felt something different from Feng Qingyao's body, something that should never appear on Feng Qingyao's body in his opinion.

But these things that should never appear on Feng Qingyao's body also appeared on Feng Qingyao's body, which made the iron bowl monk feel a little strange in his heart.

"Well, this wind donor is a little too strange, a person who has never held any authority can give birth to such a great majesty and murderous aura, even if the wind donor is a rare genius through the ages, but this situation is a little too strange. But it doesn't matter, although the body is majestic and murderous. But there was only one arrogance in the wind benefactor's body. There is no evil spirit, and such an arrogant person will not fall into the devil's path.

As long as he doesn't fall into the devil's path, even if it's a little unacceptably weird, it doesn't hurt. ”

As a mad Taoist with the same name as the iron bowl monk, he also came out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses. I don't know how much blood there is in my hands. Naturally, he also felt the unusual majestic and murderous aura on Feng Qingyao's body. Naturally, my heart is also extremely strange. But like the Iron Bowl Monk, he doesn't take this matter very seriously.

The two masters of Buddhism and Taoism who followed the iron bowl monk and the mad Taoist to protect Feng Qingyao are also experienced figures, so they can naturally feel the majesty and murderous aura on Feng Qingyao's body. They all looked at Feng Qingyao very strangely, and they were even more impressed by Feng Qingyao's arrogance.

You must know that the enemy Feng Qingyao is facing now is a top master Leng Jian Snow Fox who has lived in seclusion for thirty years and does not know what kind of realm he has reached, and Chang Ronghua, a chess saint who does not know whether he is a quasi-saint or a saint. In the face of such two figures, he was not afraid to offend Gelkie, the top master.

"Huh? That's ....... ”

Just when Feng Qingyao's Heavenly Tribulation had just formed, in the palace, Chang Ronghua, a chess saint who was playing against Emperor Xuanwu today, suddenly felt something, pinched the chess pieces in his hand and looked in the direction where Ji Mansion was.

"Someone is crossing the catastrophe, there are only a few people in the capital who are likely to be robbing now, and the one coming from this direction should be that Feng Qingyao. ”

Chang Ronghua pinched the chess pieces in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, this Feng Qingyao is indeed a talent, not only was he not crushed by the pressure when he was under pressure, but he broke out under the pressure. ”

Emperor Xuanwu looked at Chang Ronghua with a smile and said.

The sneer on the corner of Chang Ronghua's mouth became more obvious, and he looked at Emperor Xuanwu and said lightly: "There are geniuses at any time, but not all geniuses can become talents." Although this Feng Qingyao has some subtle skills, he is arrogant and arrogant, and even if he has some achievements in the future, the achievements are extremely limited.

Besides, with his arrogant nature, it is impossible for him to grow up. ”

Chang Ronghua's voice carried a murderous aura, an undisguised murderous aura. When the chess pieces in his hand fell, there was also a chilling murderous aura, and the originally peaceful chess game suddenly became murderous with the fall of the chess saint Chang Ronghua.

Emperor Xuanwu looked at the chess game in front of him and shook his head slightly, and gently dropped a son and said to Chang Ronghua: "Mr. Chang, you have fallen a little bit down, and your heart is a little messy." You have to be careful!"

Saying that, Emperor Xuanwu casually dropped a son.

Emperor Xuanwu's son fell, and Chang Ronghua's situation suddenly became a little dangerous. Chang Ronghua frowned slightly, and hurriedly concentrated on the chess game in front of him.

Chang Ronghua knew that Emperor Xuanwu's sentence was a pun, not just about the chess game in front of him.

Although Emperor Xuanwu usually seems to be a weak person, only those who have reached the Mysterious Realm can feel that Emperor Xuanwu is definitely not as weak as he seems on the surface. Not only is he not weak, but he is a master of profound cultivation. A rare top master in the world.

Emperor Xuanwu saw that the chess saint Chang Ronghua was immersed in the chess game again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Feng Qingyao, Feng Qingyao, what kind of person are you? With Chang Ronghua's cultivation and state of mind, he would be disturbed because of your tribulation. I really don't know where your real bottom line is, can such a talent really be used by me?"

Emperor Xuanwu became more curious about Feng Qingyao in his heart, and he wanted to take Feng Qingyao for his own use, but he was not sure whether he could subdue Feng Qingyao.

"陛xià. ”

"What's the matter. ”

"Lord Taibao has arrived. ”

"Oh, Taibao is here, there must be something very important to come to see me so late, please let him in." ”

Hearing that Taibao Li Ziqing came to see him so late, Emperor Xuanwu frowned slightly. For the Taibao to come to see him so late, something very big must have happened.

"Hahaha....... ”

Before Taibao Li Ziqing's people arrived, cheerful laughter came in.

Hearing Li Ziqing's laughter, Emperor Xuanwu's slightly frowning brows were also soothed. It must be a very good thing to make Li Ziqing smile so happily.

"Old lady, what happened to make you so happy. Speaking out makes me happy. ”

Li Ziqing walked into the imperial study with a smile and said loudly to Emperor Xuanwu: "Your Majesty, it is indeed very good news. Sanjiang's performance has arrived, and Mr. Ji has done a very good job in Sanjiang. The situation in the Sanjiang basin has basically stabilized, and now there are only a few minor problems left. These small problems are already simple to solve.

Although there was a flood in the Sanjiang basin this time, with the solution written by Feng Qingyao's kid, it basically didn't cause any trouble. ”

"Oh, let's take a look at Jialing's recital, it can perfectly solve the Sanjiang flood, but it solves my urgent need for Daqi, and it will not make my Daqi face internal and external troubles at the same time. ”

Emperor Xuanwu smiled and took Ji Jialing's recital from Li Ziqing's hand, and couldn't wait to look at it. (To be continued......)