Chongguang Village!

This is the name of the science and technology park, which means to rebuild and rebuild, and see the light again.

Although this name sounds too earth in Qingqiu, the heart Dao master and uncle are really a name.

With Qingqiu staring at the infrastructure on the periphery of Chongguang Village, Mo Wudao withdrew to start another important thing, which was also his main task of going down the mountain this time.

"Qing Xing, make arrangements, I want to enter the palace to see our Emperor Majesty!"

The Pavilion Master of Lingyan Pavilion has not seen his true face since the first day he appeared.

It's also about adding to the mystery and changing people at any time.

After all, Lingyan Pavilion was the secular dojo of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

If the person in charge has performed well or his cultivation has improved, he will have to study in the True Realm and return to the sect to continue his cultivation, and if he does not reveal his true face, it will be convenient to change people at any time.

The master of the Lingyan Pavilion is qualified to meet the monarch of the current dynasty directly.

The current monarch of Da Zhao is named Zhao Qingcang, an old man who is almost sixty, and the average life expectancy of a secular mortal in Tianlan Shenzhou can be regarded as a high lifespan.

Now that I am getting older, the body's various functions are aging rapidly, and the old injuries suddenly recur, and the time is running out.

The Lingyan Pavilion Pavilion Lord asked to see him, and a flash of light flashed in the old emperor's cloudy eyes, and he seemed to be in good spirits as if he had returned to the light, and immediately arranged for an audience.

The old emperor naturally also knew some secrets about the cultivation realm.

Lingyan Pavilion is a secular place of a mysterious sect.

He had also asked the Lingyan Pavilion Immortal for the elixir more than once, but his injuries had entered the bone marrow, and it was no longer an ordinary elixir that could cure him.

The people of Lingyan Pavilion just gave some elixirs for health and life, hanging the life of the old emperor!

At this moment, the mysterious pavilion master of Lingyan Pavilion arrived, and a glimmer of hope erupted in the eyes of the old emperor.

Like many emperors, at his status and age, power and wealth will no longer be his pursuit, but immortality.

But mortals have their own destiny, and no matter how strong a monk is, he can't arbitrarily move the destiny of heaven.

If he disobeys the will of heaven, the monk will be punished by lightning, and his foundation will be destroyed at the worst, or at worst, he will be destroyed.

The old emperor Zhao Qingcang met Mo Wudao with the highest specifications in the warm incense hall on the south side of the palace.

"Linglan Shangxian is coming, the widow has missed the distance, and he is terrified, please forgive the immortals!"

In front of the Pavilion Master of Lingyan Pavilion, Zhao Qingcang put down the majesty of the emperor and took the initiative to greet him.

"Your Majesty needs no more courtesy!"

Mo Wudao was dressed in white, his hair was tied up, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his demeanor was natural and friendly, and he was chic with the artistic conception of dust and fairy wind bones.

"I never thought that this Lingyan Pavilion Pavilion Master was actually such a young person as an immortal!"

Young?

Mo Wudao rolled his eyes inwardly, and said his real age, I'm afraid it will scare you to death, and you can be your grandfather.

"I'm a monk, and I have a lot of beauty skills, Your Majesty don't judge people by their appearance! haha······" Mo Wudao said half-jokingly.

After a polite greeting, Zhao Qingcang finally couldn't help but ask for medicine again.

"Linglan Shangxian, the widow has a reluctant request, I don't know ......"

"The fate is determined in a few days, Your Majesty should have already sensed that although there are some means, although this seat has the means, but it can't interfere with Your Majesty's True Dragon Destiny Technique!"

Mo Wudao interrupted the old emperor, and the light in his eyes flashed, as if he wanted to see through people's hearts.

Zhao Qingcang was stunned for a moment, Mo Wudao's words obviously hit his heart, and the old man's face showed a touch of helplessness, and he said a little unwillingly: "Although the merits of the widow in this life are not enough to compare with the sages and emperors, he thinks that he is also for the country and the people, and he has done his best, why can't he live for a few more years?"

Mo Wudao smiled and said nothing!

This old emperor is really a little shameless, although he does govern the country well, but he also enjoys the supreme pleasure that ordinary people can't enjoy.

And among the emperors, there are not many people who can live to his age, and he should be content.

"Although I can't let Your Majesty live for a few more years, I have some means to make Your Majesty live more comfortably in these last days. ”

Mo Wudao took out a piece of crystal jade and handed it to the old emperor.

Zhao Qingcang took it, and immediately felt a cool and comfortable breath coming from the palm of his hand, his body was shaken, and the whole person instantly became much more energetic.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised, there was still such a strange treasure in this world, and this Lingyan Pavilion's immortal shot was really extraordinary.

"Thank you for the treasure from the immortals, although I don't know what this is, I feel a cool breath running in the meridians, and the old wounds are no longer painful!"

Mo Wudao smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was all trivial.

It is just a piece of jade that is associated with a superb spirit stone, and the wealthy monks of the cultivation realm usually use these jade stones to build a secret room for retreat, which can have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

Although not everyone has it, it is not a rare treasure.

"Your Majesty, if you want to completely calm your mind and calm your mind, these external objects alone are not enough. After sparing a circle, Mo Wudao didn't talk nonsense, and directly revealed the purpose of meeting the old emperor this time.

"This huge empire, the supreme position, maybe it should be handed over to future generations, and then Your Majesty can cultivate yourself and be at ease..."

Zhao Qingcang's eyes flashed with a gleam, he looked at this young immortal who was a little unspeakable, and said: "The widow remembers Lingyan Pavilion and never interferes in the affairs of the royal heir, what does Linglan Shangxian mean?"

"Hehe... Ling Yan Pavilion naturally won't interfere in the succession, we just want to know, Your Majesty, can we determine the candidate!"

"Candidates?"

Zhao Qingcang waved his hand and asked the palace maids and eunuchs of the Warm Fragrance Hall to retreat away again until they completely withdrew from the Warm Fragrance Palace.

"What does the immortal think, who will take over this supreme position?"

Mo Wudao shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "As Your Majesty said, Lingyan Pavilion will not interfere in the succession, and who inherits this supreme position is naturally up to Your Majesty to choose." ”

"However, if it is possible, Lingyan Pavilion naturally hopes that His Majesty's choice will also be our choice. Mo Wudao added with a smile.

Zhao Qingcang's eyes froze, he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the top of the main hall, on which the royal totem carved by the skillful craftsmen of the empire, the dragon flying and the phoenix danced.

"These days, behind my sons, there seem to be a lot of capable people and immortals, can you know the origin of these people?"

Mo Wudao was stunned for a moment, and replied honestly: "Except for the people behind the Fifth Highness who are not ours, the other people behind the prince are actually disciples of our Demon Sect who have gone down the mountain to practice. ”

Seeing that Zhao Qingcang's face was not very good, he hurriedly explained with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, although those disciples are from the same sect, it is just to increase the difficulty of winning some successions;

In this way, you can also better see who is the heir that His Majesty needs······

Now, Your Majesty doesn't have a candidate!"

Zhao Qingcang was silent for a while, walked back and forth twice, sat back on the dragon chair, his whole body seemed to be deflated, and said slowly: "Among these sons of mine, I originally liked the fourth child the most, but unfortunately, as a king, he is still not very suitable······"

In the last few encounters, the four princes have been kicked out of the ranks of competing for the crown prince, and the courtiers who supported him have all been stripped of their official positions for various reasons.

Now there are only three people left who can compete for the throne, the second prince Zhao Wenyu, the third prince Zhao Wenhao, and the fifth prince Zhao Wenyue.

And among the three princes, the most unexpected is the third prince Zhao Wenhao, who has already announced his withdrawal from the heir in the rumored way, and only knows how to have fun.

"I don't know Your Majesty, who will you choose among the remaining three princes?"

The remaining three, if they are in peacetime, can succeed to the throne by any of them.

But if the situation changes today, and the requirements for the king have become unusual, Mo Wudao wants to know this old emperor who has reigned for thirty years.

In his later years, he was still not as wise as when he was young, able to see through the problems of this empire and the changes contained in this continent.

Choose the most suitable successor!

In fact, it is clear who to choose.

"King Hao!"

Zhao Qingcang finally recited the title of his third son.

There was something meaningful in the tone, or some emotion that I almost lost my eyes.

"It seems that Lingyan Pavilion and the Zhao family will be close partners in the future!"

Mo Wudao stood up, quite satisfied with the old emperor's choice.

As soon as these words came out, it was also indirectly superficial, Ling Yan Pavilion also supported the third prince to ascend to the throne, and the old emperor's expression was very calm, and he seemed to have reached a consensus with Ling Yan Pavilion, which was also expected by him.

"Lingyan Pavilion has always been one of the most important forces of Great Zhao, and few people know this, as long as Lingyan Pavilion remains the same in the future, the Zhao family will naturally not be treacherous. ”

Mo Wudao stood up and said with a smile: "Lingyan Pavilion pays more attention to inheritance than anyone else, so naturally it will not do anything that damages the inheritance, since Your Majesty knows it in his heart, we will also leave." ”

The old emperor nodded, and did not keep Mo Wudao leaving.

Walking out of the Warm Fragrance Palace, Qing Xing, who had not spoken all this time, finally couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Shi, why is this old emperor so sure to choose King Hao? In today's situation, if we don't participate, in fact, the chances of the second prince and the fifth prince are ······ better than King Hao."

"We don't participate, in fact, it is the greatest support for Haowang. Mo Wudao's eyes flickered, and he smiled and said: "Our majesty, when people are old, their eyes don't send, and they can see clearly." ”

“？？？”

Qing Xing still didn't turn a corner, and was about to continue to ask, when he suddenly frowned, glanced at the roof in front of him, and said in a low voice: "There is a murderous ······."

A smile hung on the corner of Mo Wudao's mouth, and he said: "You don't need to make a move, this murderous aura is disguised, it should be to test our strength, tsk!"

"Disguised?"

Qing Xing raised his eyebrows suspiciously, this hidden person seemed to be a young woman from the breath.

When the two of them walked by, suddenly a figure fell from the sky and cut off the head of a three-foot Qingfeng.

The smile on the corner of Mo Wudao's mouth grew, and he didn't blink his eyes at the sudden attack, his right hand was raised, and he grabbed the long sword that was shining with cold light.

Slightly harder!

"Click!"

The long sword broke, and the person who came also revealed Miaoman's figure, a beautiful face, full of incredible looks.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

"This empty-handed white blade is enough to solve the puzzle!"