The tunnel leads to the deepest part of the palace.

Among the vermilion high walls within a radius of two miles, there is only one steep peak, which looks particularly strange.

The steep mountain peak is also strange, the area is only a mile around, but it towers into the sky and does not know how many tens of thousands of feet, like a huge stone pen inserted into the earth, making people suspect that it may collapse at any time, but this steep mountain peak is permeated with a sense of hardness from top to bottom.

Not even the years have left a mark on it, only some moss has grown.

Zhang Feng followed everyone and walked to the foot of the steep peak.

The radius of fifty meters in front of the mountain peak has been drawn out by the Yin Yang Dynasty with a fence, and at this time there are already dozens of people standing inside, both men and women, exuding a rich literary aura on their bodies, and their faces are nervous.

"Senior brother, there are all the talented people who are preparing to worship Longtai this time. Lan Yun pointed to the clearing in the fence.

Zhang Feng nodded, he had already seen some acquaintances inside, and Murong Feng and Liu Yaohe, who were traveling with him before, were standing inside.

Liu Yaohe's expression was complicated, his eyes were slightly red when he looked at Bailongtai in front of him, and he said in a low voice: "If Li Tieniu didn't sacrifice himself for us, he should be here now, with his qualifications, he will definitely be able to ascend to the sky in one step......"

"Miss Liu, don't be sad anymore. Murong Feng comforted, "This is fate." When Miss Liu is accepted as an inner disciple by Tianjimen, Li Tieniuquan will definitely smile at Jiuquan if she knows it. ”

Although the two lowered their voices, with Zhang Feng's cultivation and physical fitness, they could still hear their words clearly.

Zhang Feng: "......"

Why am I smiling at Jiuquan?

This Murong Feng, you are just looking forward to my Zhang Feng's death!

To tell the truth, Murong Feng feels that all this is the best arrangement.

Li Tieniu, who hated himself and took Miss Liu's heart, sacrificed himself for everyone, and was killed on the spot by the Demon Gate's reward and punishment envoy, which gave him a chance!

Murong Feng comforted Liu Yaohe intimately, and laughed wildly in his heart.

"Good death!"

"Hahaha, Li Tieniu, you died too well!"

But the next moment, Murong Feng raised his head and looked around, the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

He saw an unremarkable figure, waving at him in the crowd.

He also had a big smile on his face.

At this moment, Murong Feng's mind went blank.

And the other side.

Outside another door of the vermilion wall.

"Father, rest assured, this time to worship Longtai, the sons will definitely win glory for my Yin Yang Dynasty!" Yin Moxiao, who was carrying a guqin, bowed respectfully to the majestic man in a dragon robe.

The majestic man is handsome, wearing a dragon robe, with a slightly thin figure, fair skin, and a trace of dignity that has been on the top for a long time revealed in his eyebrows is exactly the same as Zhang Dingli of the Great Qin Dynasty.

But unlike Zhang Dingli, who is majestic and domineering and has a supreme imperial spirit, the man does not have a trace of domineering, but reveals a coquettish style that belongs to the literati and ink writers.

There was a glint of wisdom in his eyes, as if everything was being calculated.

The emperor of the Yin and Yang Dynasty, the sound is like ink.

Twenty years ago, the most handsome person in the Yin Yang Dynasty was also the most talented literati, who achieved the way of the emperor with the respect of Confucianism.

Even if people are now middle-aged and their sideburns are slightly white, the temperament of the wind god and the clothes is still compelling, and the backbone is as straight as a young man.

"Don't be nervous. Yin Rumo smiled and touched Yin Moxiao's head, his eyebrows and eyes were full of love, "You don't have to think about competing for power this time, you just need to do your best, I heard that Zhang Feng, the Holy Son of Wufeng, recently came to my Yin Yang Dynasty, and obviously he also came to Bailongtai." ”

"With this Lizhou Qilinzi here, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to get the first place. ”

"So Wu'er doesn't have to think too well, anyway, you can't compare to Zhang Feng. ”

Yin Mo smiled: "......"

I don't know why, this string of comfort from the old father made Yin Moxiao even more uncomfortable.

Why do you talk to your son like that? I'm so scrappy here, Daddy just let himself forget it, right?

This is too Buddhist!

Have a little faith in your son, are you still a father?

"Father, I feel like I can fight. Yin Mo smiled unwillingly.

Yin Rumo laughed: "Fight a fart, you, are you qualified to fight like this? Don't you have a little pressure in your heart?"

Yin Mo smiled: "I think I have a chance to ......"

"No, you don't! You don't deserve it!" Yin Rumo said firmly, "Listen to Dad, it's a good thing for you to give up early, take a step back and open the sky, we don't have to compare with Zhang Feng." ”

Yin Mo smiled: "......"

Yin Mo smiled and fell silent.

After thinking about it, it seems that it really can't be compared.

That is the legendary Lizhou Qilinzi, the Holy Son of Wufeng, the reincarnation of immortals, and the peerless genius Zhang Feng!

Just the two words Zhang Feng represent strong and handsome!

"Zhang Feng's visit to my Yin Yang Dynasty this time should be for the sake of the Holy Gate in the future. Yin Rumo laughed and said, "Let's see how many floors he can climb." If you only climb one or two floors, you will be smiling and generous, and it is even more impossible for my Yin Yang Dynasty to send offerings to Wufeng. ”

"By the way, Wu'er didn't meet Zhang Feng all the way?" Yin Rumo said curiously.

"Nope. Yin Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Well, Wu'er must remember that you need to be polite after meeting Zhang Feng, after all, that Zhang Feng is the Holy Master of Wendao, and he is also the Emperor of my Dynasty. Yin Rumo said slowly.

"Sons remember. Yin Mo smiled and nodded, but an ordinary figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

I don't know if the man will come.

If he comes, he will have to pay the price!

After returning that day, Yin Moxiao stroked the piano for three days and read countless piano scores before slowly stabilizing his regressing musical attainments.

That scene has become a demon in Yin Moxiao's heart.

Even now, Yin Moxiao's mind still echoes with the melody of "Shoot when it's time to shoot".

"That'...... It must have been an accident!"

"It's me who wasn't prepared!"

"Now that I have the Soul Burial Piano in my hand, that kid will definitely not be able to match me!"

Yin Moxiao's heart swelled with infinite battle intent, and he slowly walked out of the palace gate with Yin Rumo.

The moment Yin Moxiao appeared, the crowd instantly erupted in a burst of shouts and screams.

"Yin Mo laughs!"

"I love you, Yin Mo Xiao!"

"Yunyin ❤!"

At this moment, Yin Moxiao was the brightest star in the crowd.

In the face of the screams of the fans, Yin Moxiao brought a charming smile on the corner of his mouth and waved his right hand: "Long time no see, are you okay?"

"Good!"

"Yin Mo laughed at you three days ago......"

Hearing this, Yin Moxiao's face changed slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, now I have returned from Nirvana!"

"Fans and friends, please keep quiet, and don't make noise under the Bailong platform. ”

As soon as these words came out, the fans who screamed feverishly fell silent instantly.

This is an order from an idol.

For avid fans, what Daddy says may not be easy, but what the idol says will definitely work!

Looking at the instantly silent crowd, the emperor of the Yin Yang Dynasty was like ink, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

My son is too good......

Saying that this is a prince with a peculiar painting style and music with the people, Yin Rumo even doubted his decision to send his son to Tianyin Sect.

In the past, when Yin Moxiao was not famous, the people mentioned Yin Moxiao and said that the emperor was his son. The sound is like ink, that is the emperor who is admired by all the people.

Now the people mention Yin Rumo in private, and they all say that Yin Mo laughs at his father, what is the future father-in-law, the national father-in-law......

In the past, when they were in court, the ministers discussed national affairs with them.

Now when he went to court, the ministers asked for their autographs.

In the past, Yin Rumo looked at the people who obeyed him, and he was deeply proud, this is his own country, this is his own people.

But now looking at his people, Yin Rumo has a feeling that he is mixed in his son's fan base......

"If this son of his own, if he rebels, it is estimated that even the Imperial Forest Army will obey his orders...... The whole country is a fan of his. ”

Yin Rumo smiled helplessly.

Under the fiery gaze of the fans.

Yin Moxiao frowned slightly, carefully sweeping everyone's faces.

He wanted to see if that ordinary Qi cultivator had come.

But after watching it for a long time, Yin Mo smiled and sighed.

Can't find ......

Yin Moxiao suddenly found that with the other party's ordinary temperament, after blending into the crowd, unless he took the initiative to come out by himself, he couldn't find it at all......

Even the young man's appearance, Yin Moxiao suddenly found that he was completely impressed.

It's so unremarkable!

"What are you looking for?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

Yin Mo smiled and waved his hand: "Looking for someone, forget it, I can't find it." ”

Zhang Feng, who was standing two meters in front of Yin Moxiao, nodded, "It's okay, look for it slowly." You can always find it. ”

After speaking, Zhang Feng said a few words to Lan Yun and the others, with a bright smile on his face, and beckoned to Murong Feng.

At this moment, looking at Zhang Feng walking towards him, Murong Feng's mind went blank.

Aren't you dead?

"Are you happy, are you surprised?" Zhang Feng walked up to Murong Feng with a smile and a kind face, "I can't think of it, I'm back again!"

Murong Feng: "......"

Can I be happy?

Why are you still alive?

Murong Feng looked at Zhang Feng with a complicated expression, and on the other side, Liu Yaohe, who was depressed, instantly became energetic, and reported Zhang Feng regardless of the image: "You ......"

"Don't talk yet, I'm out of breath. Zhang Feng was almost suffocated by the two soft balls on his chest.

Liu Yaohe came back to her senses at this time, realized her gaffe, and quickly let go of her hand, standing there with a slightly red face, but her eyes were full of joy and excitement.

"Okay, Bailongtai work together. Zhang Feng smiled.

And in the next moment.

A burst of anger erupted.

"So you're here!"

Yin Moxiao gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Feng.

When Zhang Feng took the initiative to walk out of the crowd, he finally noticed Zhang Feng.

At first, Yin Moxiao didn't recognize Zhang Feng, but that ordinary temperament and that ordinary qi cultivation made Yin Moxiao know that this person was the qi cultivator that day!

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed!

Yin Moxiao's literary aura shook violently, and all his musical attainments unfolded, and he took off the Soul Burial Piano from his back and swept directly towards Zhang Feng!