Chapter 169: The Boy Against the Heavens

Night is approaching, and idle birds are homecoming.

With the drizzle and sunset wind, Xia Xun and the three of them held oil umbrellas, and slowly walked from the gate of the palace to the second palace on the right side of the inner courtyard.

The door of this side hall has long been opened. From time to time, there are maids who come in and out with jade plates...

The two huge beams on either side of the gate seem to have been repainted. The dragon coiled on the beams and pillars, the horns of the linjiao are visible, lifelike, and several dilapidated palaces around it, forming a sharp contrast.

The same is true within this palace.

It is very different from the main hall that Xia Xun entered last time.

Carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent gold.

The inner hall with a length and width of hundreds of zhang, and eight huge pillars with a height of tens of zhang, support the entire palace in all directions. The dragon is carved on the nine heavens, gilded lacquer, inlaid with silver threads. On both sides, there are more than 100 pairs of bells and drums, as well as dozens of maids, all of whom stand quietly with jade plates. In the center of the palace, a bright red plush carpet extends from the gate to the innermost part of the hall, which is extremely magnificent.

At the innermost end, there are only three long mahogany tables. Two zhang long, four feet wide, put fine wine gold cups and snacks and cold dishes. One is on top and two are on the bottom, bounded by carpets and falling opposite to each other.

At this time, two people were already seated on the three long tables.

One person on top,

The only one who can do this position is the master of this palace.

As usual, he was still wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. His face was still haggard and deeply hidden. The eyes of the eyes are like a tiger lying on a barren hill. I'm looking out of the main hall...

"What do you think?"

“......”

Before the visitor arrived, the voice was calm. Therefore, this prince can only ask another person here.

The man, sit down on the right.

It's a teenager.

And it's a teenager who can never be forgotten after taking a look.

Because, he's so special and evil...

At a glance, it is not a person who catches your eye first. It was the extremely eerie mahogany coffin that the young man was carrying.

The coffin, seven feet long, three feet wide, and four feet high. The exterior is intricately carved with a variety of strange spell patterns. Forty-nine palm-sized pieces of bright yellow rune paper, with bright red charms written on them, were pasted on the edges of the top cover of the coffin, as if sealing something. The four corners of the coffin were crossed by two wrist-thick iron chains, which were firmly tied to the boy's chest. It makes people feel that this coffin originally grew behind him, and it is not out of harmony.

There is no need to approach, others just need to look at it from afar. You can really smell the heavy corpse breath oozing from this coffin. No one can doubt what's in it. Because, it must be a corpse!

And the owner of this corpse is even more weird...

Twenty up and down, red lips and white face, eagle nose and thin ears. The whites of the eyes and the eyeballs are a strange dark blood red. The silence of death and the madness of bloodlust existed between the emotions of his eyes. Paired with his splendor tights, which were also like blood-red. He is like a man who crawled out of a sea of blood, demonic!

Such a person, carrying such a coffin. Sit in this magnificent palace. No matter how you look at it, it seems a little out of place...

He looked at the young man who was approaching step by step outside the door of the main hall, moved his lips slightly, and said, "Sixteen years old, still out of the body, a little weird. ”

"He's got the sky covered. "King Yue Yang.

"I've heard that. The man said.

"Don't underestimate him. King Yue Yang reminded.

The man grinned at one side of his mouth and smiled, "I never underestimate anyone. ”

I saw that under his bright red lips, there were still blood-red teeth and gums, which were very penetrating.

After laughing, he continued slowly:

"Besides, he's still my brother. ”

“......”

The whisper fluctuated, and the rain outside the hall became heavier.

Put away the umbrella and stop.

While the two were seated and talking, the three people outside the hall had already entered the palace one after another.

The master was in front, respectfully facing the prince upward, bowing and saluting. After the ceremony, without waiting for anything to be said, he turned around very wisely and took the oil umbrella in the hands of the two behind him. After that, he gradually withdrew from the palace and closed the gates.

"Meet the prince. ”

Waiting for the people to retreat, Xia Xun seemed to think about it and looked at the extremely bewitching man. Fang Cai took two steps, came to Li Qingfeng's side, bowed slightly towards the top of his fist, and bowed. This time, only Xia Xun was the only one who bowed, and Li Qingfeng, who came with him, was unmoved, and he didn't even say hello. Just standing there straight, like a silver sword stuck in the ground.

This King of Yueyang seems to have known this for a long time, and he is not surprised. Towards the other long table below, he waved his palm lightly, and said with a smile: "It's all your own people, you're welcome, hurry up and take a seat." ”

"Raft..."

Shake up the dust, put it on the side, and stride with your feet.

Li Qingfeng's one is really unkind. He shouldn't have said a word, and walked towards the long table on the left. Xia Xun was better, at least he knew how to pat his fists and salute again, before following Li Qingfeng's hind feet.

"Hehe..."

Looking at Li Qingfeng's style, King Yue Yang couldn't help but laugh: "After so many years, Brother Qingfeng's temperament has not changed." ”

"Really?"

"yes, it's still so straightforward. King Yue Yang nodded and replied with a smile.

"That's good. ”

Glancing at the giant pillars passing by, Li Qingfeng said casually, and then said: "If it changes, even if I wear this stinky skin, it is estimated that no one will recognize me as a bad man." ”

The words are calm and have no deep meaning.

It is not difficult to see that King Yueyang and Li Qingfeng must have had old friends. Otherwise, the conversation between the two could not have been so casual.

"I can't tell..."King Yue Yang waved his palm.

"People go high, water flows low. There are wind and clouds in the sky, and the sun rises and the moon sets. The earth has plants and trees that flourish and decline, and the water and stones are exhausted. There will always be a time for this person to move his ass. You're right?"

Li Qingfeng led Xia Xun to sit down one after another.

With a white beard, he did not answer King Yueyang's question, but was very rude, turned his head and asked Xia Xun: "What did he say?"

"Wow..."

Xia Xun picked up the wine jug on the table, filled the empty glass in front of Li Qingfeng and himself, and replied a little rudely: "Tell me about your butt." ”

Li Qingfeng frowned, pretending to be puzzled.

"Did I move my ass?"

"Yes. ”

Xia Xun nodded seriously: "Years ago, didn't you just move from Pure Yang to Qixing?"

"Oh!"

"Smack!"

Li Qingfeng slapped his thigh as if he suddenly understood.

"Why did I forget this?"

However, this realization was only for a moment, and then he returned to doubt.

Slowly turning his head, he looked at the upward King of Yueyang, and asked, "It's just that these Seven Stars and Pure Yang are originally one family, so I just changed rooms to live, so I can't move my ass, right?"

“......”

King Yue Yang shook his head amusedly.

He was sung by this old and young double reed, and he lost his temper. A good opening statement and pushing the boat down the river can lead to tonight's theme. However, this fork suddenly popped up, and the topic became a little nondescript.

He didn't let go of the topic, slowed down, and lowered his voice: "This time is different from the past, it used to be a family, but now it's not." Otherwise, if you don't change it sooner or later, why would you change this room at this juncture?"

"Don't talk about it, it's too early to talk about this, right?"

Obviously, Li Qingfeng deliberately avoided talking about this topic of moving his ass. He shifted his gaze to the other side of the red carpet as he pointedly at the wicked coffin-carrying man at the table.

said: "Just keep these ugly words for later." Tell me, whose little doll is this?"

"Gu Fan. ”

Li Qingfeng finished speaking, King Yueyang didn't answer, and the man opposite immediately started to speak. Then he picked up the wine glass with one hand, grinned a bloody smile, and saluted the two people at the opposite table.

"Here you come. Li Qingfeng glanced at Xia Xun, gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Uh..."

Xia Xun knew what Li Qingfeng was thinking.

It's nothing more than disliking that other people's dolls are too young, and if they drink with them, it will demote his status as Dean Li. I couldn't defend myself, and I didn't bother to refuse, so I had to go along with it. Holding the wine glass in both hands, Xia Xun nodded towards the young man named Gu Fan at the opposite table.

"Xia Xun. ”

After saying the two words, the two of them sat opposite each other, and they started to pour the wine in the cup in one gulp.

A glass of liquor was down, and the young man opposite was fine. It's just that Xia Xun's little white face turned red in an instant. Fortunately, this wine glass is less than two inches, and there is not much wine in it, so this drunkenness will not be able to get on the head for a while. Otherwise, he will be ruined by the amount of alcohol he drinks.

After the two of them finished drinking a glass, Li Qingfeng continued to ask King Yueyang: "This dress is special enough, how can it be awkward to look horizontally and vertically, which vein?"

King Yue Yang smiled meaningfully: "It's hard to explain clearly. ”

"Huh?" Li Qingfeng's brows furrowed suspiciously.

Without waiting for anyone to explain, the young man put down his wine glass and looked at Xia Xun.

"It is said that you seek to be high, and you have a deep inheritance of ghost plots, and you are in harmony with the sky. Well, it's up to you to do the math, how about it?"

"Click..."

There are thorns in the words, and although they are not obvious, the taste of mockery is strong.

It's just that Xia Xun doesn't break it. He put down his glass, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at them. This is equivalent to agreeing to the young man's request.

For a while...

Xia Xun said: "You came from the west, right?"

"Yes. The boy nodded.

Xia Xun said again: "Qi and blood rush to the sky, inheriting the alchemy of the Wuzu lineage, which can only come from Wushan." Your surname is Gu, and you are a descendant of Wu Zu, right?"

The boy smiled and nodded in agreement.

At this point, Xia Xun pointed to the compass on the young man's table, turned his face sideways and asked Li Qingfeng: "The coffin and compass, are they real or fake?"

Li Qingfeng was slightly disdainful: "It's not fake, it's not fake." It's just that this is fake, and it's quite real. ”

"Same as the Seven Star Sword?"

"That little child's thing, how can it be compared to Seven Stars?"

Li Qingfeng quickly added: "It's barely a holy weapon that is pleasing to the eye." ”

"Oh..."

Xia Xun nodded clearly: "That's also amazing." ”

As he spoke, he re-examined the young man at the table.

"If I can give you two replicas of the artifact, then you must be the heirloom of those two, right?"

Hear the mockery hidden in the words. The boy smiled somehow and didn't answer.

Xia Xun ignored it and continued: "You are very powerful. ”

"The body cultivates the bloodline of the Wu Ancestor, the martial arts cultivates the corpse burial god, and the culture cultivates the feng shui heavenly fortune. The three veins of the Immortal Dao, one person as a practitioner, can complement each other. Feng Shui selects the heavens to conceive the corpse of the gods, and the corpses of the gods create and forge the body of the witch. In this world, I am afraid that you will have this opportunity to create. ”

The words are concise, but the words are fine.

The deep meaning can be understood by several people in the audience.

Although Xia Xun said it lightly, the actual situation was very shocking!

There are 3,000 avenues in the world, and only eighteen immortals are supreme. If a person in the world can cultivate one of them, it is already a great creation. Such as Xia Xun, Peony, Cao Ge Master, Li Qingfeng. These people all have their own immortal inheritance, and in this world, whether literary or martial, they can be proud of their peers. And the evil young man in front of him is a fellow practitioner of the three immortal inheritances, how terrible this must be, no need to make a move, you can tell by comparison. Such a creation, such an opportunity, how dare the heavens not say, but even if he is the most demonic hero in the world, in front of him, it seems so bleak.

Even the halberd in Kyoto, which is proud of the younger generation, is just as dull...

It's just that in the face of such a big coming. There were several people in the audience, but no one was shocked, and it seemed that they had already guessed.

"How does that compare to you?" Gu Fan asked

"I'm far off. Xia Xun laughed silently at himself.

"What if there is no cover?" Gu Fan asked again.

"Then I'll die. Xia Xun replied.

"Not necessarily, right?"

"Do you want to try?" Xia Xun asked rhetorically.

Holding the flask, Gu Fan filled his wine glass for himself, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Looking forward to it. ”

“......”