Chapter 15: The Emperor Appears!
Lu Ping'an left.
Walked away with mixed emotions of excitement.
He really didn't expect that what he said casually turned out to be true!
It's just that.
Lu Ping'an didn't know that he had left the punishment hall.
A soundproof magic circle has been quietly laid down.
"This matter has been summoned to the sage, and the sage said that since the emperor has entered the WTO, sooner or later he will be exposed to the eyes of the world, so it is better to prepare an identity in advance. ”
"Although the reincarnation of the ancient sages is absurd and the powerful do not believe it, it is also a means to protect the emperor. ”
"Since the sage has already said, it is better for us to announce this news tomorrow as an elder to confirm the identity of the emperor as an ancient sage. ”
"No need, if the fanfare is not immune to the suspicion of outsiders, we don't need to say much, and the boy will spread the news. ”
"Alas, the family is unfortunate, there is such a lax guy. ”
The voices of the elders echoed through the Punishment Hall, and no one knew what they were talking about.
Even Ning Yuan didn't know that he had inexplicably added the title of reincarnation of an ancient sage.
......
Shengwu School Field.
Most of the disciples were sitting cross-legged at the mouth of the Spiritual Qi Spring, bathing in the Spiritual Qi and cultivating with their eyes closed.
There are also a few people who are sneaky and not good at cultivating, so they get together and whisper something.
"Hey, have you heard? The Second Elder personally admitted that the Holy Son is the reincarnation of the ancient sages!"
"Is that really the case?"
"I can't lie to you! I finally spent a lot of money to buy back the news, it's true!"
Several disciples gasped, their eyes revealing infinite shock.
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Alchemy Pavilion.
"Brand new news! The big secret has been revealed! The Holy Son is really the reincarnation of an ancient sage!"
"It seems that we have all misunderstood Senior Brother Lu, he is the second elder's son, so naturally what he said will not be false. ”
"The ancient sages must have a brilliant future! I guess that when the head of the saint returns, it will be the time when the holy son soars into the sky!"
"Ancient sages, belonging to our sect is an auspicious omen!"
......
Lu Ping'an lived up to his father's expectations.
In the evening of the same day, the entire Nine Dragons Gate, from the deacon to the outer disciples, all knew that the Holy Son was the reincarnation of the ancient sages.
Wherever the Second Elder went, he could hear the voice of a disciple whispering: "Look, that's the Second Elder! He said it himself, the Holy Son is the reincarnation of the ancient sage!"
"This rebel really has your ......"
The second elder muttered to himself, he realized that he had underestimated his own son's abilities a little.
"Ahh
Lu Ping'an rubbed his nose, looked at the dazzling array of treasures, pills, and rune papers on the desk in front of him, and couldn't help but smile with relief: "Holy Son, I hope your old man won't blame me." ”
"It's because the senior brothers are too enthusiastic, knowing that my cultivation resources are scarce on weekdays, they have sent heavy gifts. As for the identity of the Son...... I just accidentally slipped out of my mouth when I received the gift. ”
"Alas, the people of our sect, this is not good, too enthusiastic!
Lu Ping'an looked at the baby in front of him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.
"Who said that the Holy Son was not an ancient sage?
"I washed away the stigma of the Holy Son, and the Heavenly Dao luck was felt, so I obtained these treasures, this is all by chance!
......
It's night.
The top of the sacred mountain in Kowloon, the wooden house of the Holy Son.
Ning Yuan put down the Heart Sutra chapter of the Ming God Realm in his hand, stretched his waist and stood up: "Part 35, I have already studied it thoroughly, and the speed is faster than when I was in the Condensation Realm. ”
"Ordinary geniuses also have to practice for half a year in the Ming God Realm, but the young master only needs half a day's work to break through the Ming God Realm many times. ”
Miao Yin said softly: "If ordinary people know that the young master has such talent, I am afraid they will be very surprised. ”
"What's the use of breaking through 35 times, it's not like falling back into the condensation realm again. ”
Ning Yuan sighed: "It's still early to break through the Ming God Realm ten thousand times." ”
"The young master has worked hard, let's have a cup of tea. ”
Miao Si handed over a cup of fragrant tea full of aura, and Ning Yuan's figure was reflected in her beautiful eyes.
Dressed like snow, his eyes are like stars, and the moonlight outside the window is sprinkled all over his body, which cannot destroy Ning Yuan's indifferent temperament.
"Okay, don't look at it. ”
Miao Ling stretched out her jade hand, shook it in front of Miao Si, and chuckled: "Miao Si is crazy to see the young master, if you are so affectionate, it is better to let Miao Si serve the young master tonight." ”
"Oh, what is my sister talking about. ”
Miao Si was full of shyness, and couldn't help lowering her head, but she peeked at Ning Yuan again.
The young master is so good-looking, I can't get tired of looking at it.
"According to the rules, it's Miaosi's turn tonight. ”
Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the little maid beside him with ill will: "It's not time to go to bed yet, can't you wait?"
"Oh, even the young master laughs at the slave!"
Miao Si was so ashamed that she couldn't do it, her beautiful eyes were moist, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and even her pink neck was dyed with a layer of redness when she lowered her head.
"Come, let the young master take a good look at you. ”
Ning Yuan beckoned, although Miao Si was shy in her heart, she muttered, "My sisters are still here." ”
Although she complained softly, she still moved lightly and moved to Ning Yuan's side.
Ning Yuan looked at Miaosi's white and crystal face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Such a beauty is placed in the outside world, a proper sect saint and daughter, but she is willing to be a slave and a maid by my side, and a double cultivation furnace." ”
Such a beauty, there are three people around Ning Yuan.
There are also the nine peerless female supremes who are often mentioned by the monks of the Kyushu human race, and they are also worried about Ning Yuan in their hearts.
I don't know how many monks I want to envy this beautiful blessing.
Right now.
In the pitch-black night, a figure silently swept past the mountain protection circle of the Nine Dragons Holy Mountain, and the aura around him fluctuated to almost nothing.
He leaped like a big bird in the night sky, all the way up, and soon came to the door of the wooden house.
I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and his thin figure was draped in a black robe, covered with a black cloth, and his body was covered with a murderous and mysterious atmosphere.
The only sign is that the left chest of the robe is engraved with the word "Heaven" with a silver hook and iron painting, revealing a fierce atmosphere, which is obviously the handwriting of a great supernatural person.
He stood there, as if in the night, and even if he got closer, he might not be able to see him.
"Jingle bells. ”
A small cyan bell slipped from the long sleeves of the man in black, shook gently, and a crisp and pleasant ringtone came into the room.
"Huh?"
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment and looked outside the wooden house: "It's coming so soon?"
"Get up. ”
Ning Yuan patted Miaosi's tender shoulder.
The maid, who was already soft and shy, got up from the young master in a panic, straightened her clothes, and looked at the two snickering sisters beside her with disgusted eyes.
"Young master, let's go in first. ”
Miao Ling spoke softly, they all knew that the bell had sounded, that is, something important had come to report, and they could not stay to observe.
"Hmm. ”
Ning Yuan nodded, and the third girl entered the inner room, and then he spoke: "Come in." ”
"Squeak. ”
The wooden house was pushed open, and the black-robed man stepped inside, facing Ning Yuan, and knelt down on his knees: "Tianzi No. 3 envoy, I have seen the emperor." ”
The hoarse voice was like a blade scratching on sandpaper, unpleasant and harsh, but Ning Yuan didn't feel so.
This person is one of the secret envoys of the "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang" of the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce, and is specifically responsible for dealing with some inconvenient things for Ning Yuan, and is the emperor's minions.
The secret envoys of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang perform their duties, and they hide in the shadows on weekdays, and their cultivation is unfathomable.
Except for Ning Yuan, no one had seen their true appearance, nor did they know their true identities.
"Get up. ”
Ning Yuan sat on the table, took a sip of tea, waved his hand and said, "Collecting exercises is a matter of the Yellow Character Envoy, since you are here, there should be some important news, let's talk about it." ”
"Wow. ”
The three envoys nodded, kept kneeling, waved their hands and laid down several soundproof magic circles, and then fell out of their sleeves several quaint discs, and flicked their fingers and fell around, placing a prohibition.
Seeing him so cautious, Ning Yuan couldn't help frowning.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Emperor. ”
After the three envoys made all the possible isolation and listening, they spoke hoarsely: "The capital of the Great Xia, the emperor is in retreat, and the proposed emperor is posted out to gather all the saints in the world to worship." ”
"The major saints of Kyushu all go to worship, and it is rumored that there are still supreme haunts, but most of them have bad intentions. ”
"When the emperor does not come out, all the tribes are already doubting whether the emperor is approaching, and in the name of retreat, lest the saints of all races see the lack of qi and blood, and soon die in the world. ”
"During this period, there was a provocation by a saint of a different race, who did not respect the rules of the Emperor's Mansion, and was beheaded by Venerable Qingli. ”
"Hmph. ”
Ning Yuan sneered and said lightly: "It seems that the powerful people of all races are indeed immortal, and they are all looking forward to the day when my father's avenue falls." ”
Emperor Ning's emperor ordered all ethnic groups to worship.
The first is to suppress the hearts of the alien race in recent years and promote the prestige of the emperor of the human race.
The second is to let the luck of the powerful people of all races gather on a trace of the emperor's sticker, and finally hand it over to Ning Yuan, which can protect Ning Yuan from the intrusion of the powerful people.
Anyone who worships the emperor sticker must not hurt the person who holds the emperor's sticker, otherwise the foundation of his own avenue will be injured, and he will be attacked by the way of heaven.
This is Emperor Ning's great oath of enlightenment and demons, and he used his supreme supernatural power to protect Ning Yuan's entry into the WTO, and protect the emperor's safety as much as possible.
Those who worship the emperor are equivalent to making a demon oath of "not hurting the person who holds the emperor's sticker".
In the end, the identity and whereabouts of the emperor could not be hidden, and the powerful people of all ethnic groups were afraid of the power of the emperor, and they did not dare to secretly attack and kill the emperor.
"Go on. ”
Ning Yuan knew that the three envoys still had no news to say.
If it is just the news of the provocation of the ten thousand races, it is not enough to report it so carefully.
"Nine respects together, all ethnic groups are dormant, pretending to worship the emperor, it should be safe, but on the last day of worshipping the emperor, there is another person ......"
Perhaps the news was too shocking, the third envoy paused, and then spoke hoarsely.
"That person is known as the son of Emperor Ning. ”
"Entered the Emperor's Mansion and took away the Emperor's sticker. ”
Hear this.
Ning Yuan stopped holding Xiangming's hand.
"Someone took my imperial sticker?"
"Interesting ......"
The aura rising from the fragrant tea was like mist, covering Ning Yuan's eyes, making it impossible to see whether he was happy or angry.