The milky white elixir was an extremely precious spirit lotus pill, and the most noble hostess in the Changling Palace had a unique means of cultivating the spirit lotus, in addition to having a means of invoking the vitality of the stars that was unknown to the world.

In order to make the spirit lotus bear the lotus seeds she needs, Changling doesn't know how many spiritual veins of spiritual energy have been introduced into the Changling Palace, although the spirit lotus pill is only refined with the lotus leaves and petals that fall off during the growth of the spirit lotus, but the medicinal effect is extremely amazing.

Ding Ning just took this Spirit Lotus Pill, and he only felt a trace of cool medicinal power penetrate into the meridians of his body, and the pain and dryness in his body disappeared in an instant, but the uncomfortable feeling in his heart was even stronger, because he knew that Mo Shoucheng had already had a trace of doubt about himself.

Confucianism has an extraordinary status in Changling, and even if a person like him does not enter this magic circle like Emperor Chu, there is no clue that can be inferred, but even if his doubts are like white clouds floating in the sky without any roots, such doubts are enough to cast a thick shadow on Ding Ning's body.

And in a sense, the Confucianism City had a trace of doubt about him, which meant that the most noble hostess in the Changling Palace would also have a trace of doubt about him.

This was enough to decide his fate in Changling.

Compared with the Confucianism, it is the Emperor of Chu who needs to be worried more.

What did Emperor Chu perceive?

What will he do next?

Originally, it was a simple matter of using the power of the palace to deal with the ancestor of the Zhou family, but it involved so many unpredictable and uncontrollable consequences.

Ding Ning's throat was filled with bitterness.

The so-called destiny is never something that can be decided by one person.

Mo Shoucheng's gaze retracted from the deep pit in front of him, and once again fell peacefully on Ding Ning and Fusu.

In fact, his attitude was not as strict as Ding Ning thought.

Although this matter was a little suspicious, he didn't think of the Nine Dead Silkworms, and after Xue Wangxu fought with Liang Lian in the past, he had a good impression of Ding Ning, and he also knew a little about Ding Ning, and he also knew that Ding Ning had amazing cultivation talent and comprehension ability.

Even if Ding Ning has something to deliberately hide. The end result was that he allowed Fusu to survive well.

Emperor Chu did not capture Roubodhi, Ling Fusu was not killed, although the Lushan Alliance had not officially begun, but in his mind, as a cultivator of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ding Ning had already made the first contribution in this unprecedented event.

He knew that Ding Ning had been preparing for the next Minshan Sword Meeting.

In his opinion, just relying on such an amazing merit was enough to sponsor Ding Ning to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to cultivate.

So at this time, he looked at Ding Ning and Fusu calmly, with a trace of undisguised satisfaction.

"You followed the ancestor of the Zhou family to leave Changling, originally to see how the Lushan Huimeng was surging. Now that the ancestor of the Zhou family is dead, then I will take you to Lushan. ”

He didn't say anything superfluous, just kindly.

......

The magic circle was destroyed, the mist in the valley was emptied, but the humidity between the mountain peaks became more intense, and on this side of the Goddess Peak, a heavy rain fell.

"Interesting. ”

His face was full of old age spots, and the wrinkles in front of him seemed to be a few points deeper, Emperor Chu looked up at such clouds and rain, and smiled slightly. He muttered to himself softly.

He was not in a hurry to return to Lushan, but walked towards the Goddess Peak again.

Decades of waiting were in vain, and he didn't get Meat Bodhi, before the official start of the Lushan Alliance. He had nothing to do.

So he's free.

He was also in a relaxed mood at the moment.

As one of the longest-reigning emperors in the world, he naturally has something extraordinary that ordinary people can hardly achieve.

He has been fighting with some of the most powerful people in the world all his life, and of course he knows better how to plan things and make things happen in heaven.

The cultivator who arranged the magic circle under this goddess peak was much stronger than him. It took a lot of effort to build a cage to trap the blind dragon, of course, to help the blind dragon protect the immature meat Bodhi. Wait until one day he or his descendants will be able to use it, but it is obvious that the cultivator who arranged such a circle and the sect behind him have been annihilated in the long river of history.

His failure to attain Meat Bodhi seemed to him to be a normal thing.

And compared to Meat Bodhi, he felt that he had already gotten something more interesting.

"Even if you put aside the blind dragon, the only person in this world who can break the legendary Blue Thunder Heaven Absolute Formation is that person, no matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to have that kind of vision. ”

After saying the word "interesting", his body floated up and landed on a cliff on the mountainside of the Goddess Peak, and sat down.

Picked a few pieces of wild tea from the rocks, cut out the stone pot with the real yuan, lit a real fire, and picked a piece from the clouds in front of him and turned it into clear water, like a real fairy The Chu Emperor smiled pleasantly, and whispered to himself: "It's really a good cloud and rain." ”

......

On the top of Lushan, a light rain also suddenly fell.

In the makeshift Chu Xing Palace, a cultivator wearing a white jade-like sword on his waist felt that this drizzle seemed to contain some unusual meaning, and he raised his head vigilantly, in the rain in the sky, he didn't see anything other than the rain silk.

However, at this moment, his heart suddenly contracted.

In the next moment, his heart was completely pinched by an invisible hand, crushed with force.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

This court cultivator of the Great Chu Dynasty could not even utter a miserable cry, and he collapsed and died.

An old bamboo hat appeared in the rain.

Then a slightly clumsy gray figure appeared like a ghost under the bamboo hat.

"The bitter wind and bitter rain are chaotic, and the bitter rain people don't come to Lushan early, and they don't come to Lushan late, but they come at this time, I don't understand what you mean. ”

Concubine Zhao Xiang calmly looked at the gray figure that appeared in front of the palace gate, shook her head, and said.

Although she spoke calmly, her eyes naturally flowed like gentle autumn water, and her demeanor was bewitching and seductive that could not be described in words.

The person under the bamboo hat smiled bitterly, slowly raised his head, and revealed a plain and unpretentious face that looked like he was in his fifties.

"I came thousands of miles away for the prince's business. ”

The man, who looked like a promise but had a somewhat rickety body, said slowly: "We want to make the fifth prince the crown prince." ”

Concubine Zhao smiled brightly. Said: "However, my emperor has made a prince. ”

The man she called the Bitter Rain Daoist said silently: "As long as Lilingjun is dead, another prince can be established." ”

"The Lushan Alliance is imminent, and what my Great Chu Dynasty needs most at this time is stability. Zhao Xiangfei looked at him and said softly: "I don't understand why a character like you is determined to do such a thing. ”

After a pause, Concubine Zhao Xiang looked at him and said, "It stands to reason that you won't care if the Fifth Prince or Liling Jun becomes the crown prince. ”

The man she called the Bitter Rain Daoist was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't have to tell you for a reason. ”

Zhao Xiangfei frowned slightly and said, "You can't kill him." ”

"I'm not here alone. Chu Poofeng also came, so Fan Wujian wouldn't appear here. Bitter Rain Daoist looked at her and said seriously.

When he walked into this palace, Concubine Zhao Xiang first said "The bleak wind and bitter rain are chaotic". This sentence is not a poem that depicts the vision of the future, but represents the four cultivators of the Great Chu Dynasty.

"You used to be the four strongest cultivators of the Great Chu Dynasty, but you know that the Great Chu Dynasty has produced some grandmasters like Fan Wujian over the years, which are enough to match you. Concubine Zhao Xiang could feel his absolute confidence, but she didn't feel the slightest nervousness, but smiled and said in a manly voice: "And you should also understand that even back then, you were the strongest." In fact, there are many people who have not thoroughly demonstrated their strength, and some people in the palace have been excluded. ”

"So it's still impossible for you to kill Lilingjun today. ”

After a pause, she earnestly admonished, "Whoever said to you let you come here." But this is not going to work, so you should give up on it. ”

"Your Majesty is not here. ”

Kuyu Daoist shook his head and said this sentence firmly.

This represents his final decision.

When Emperor Chu was not here, he firmly believed that he could kill anyone in it.

So while saying this sentence. It was as if his body had suddenly faded in the air.

Countless wisps of strange, faint, seemingly traceless, but unusually tough and powerful aura emanated from his body. Like a silent spring rain, it penetrated into the body of Concubine Zhao Xiang in front.

These forces surged towards Zhao Xiangfei's heart, and Zhao Xiangfei's heart stopped beating and began to contract violently.

"You're wrong. ”

However, Zhao Xiangfei's face did not change in the slightest.

She looked at the bitter rain with pity, and whispered this.

Then she began to move, stepping out towards the Bitter Rain Dao Man.

The breathing and heartbeat of the people of the Bitter Rain Dao also came to a sudden halt.

At this moment, in his mind, Zhao Xiangfei's heart seemed to have become the hardest object in the world, and the power he put into Zhao Xiangfei's body could not compete with her strength.

Bang.

A loud roar rang out in the empty palace.

A white fist, with a terrifying wave of qi, expanded at an alarming speed in the pupils of the Bitter Rain Dao people.

The Bitter Rain Daoist let out a low shout, and all the power in his body poured out, and two pale cyan swords floated out of his hands and slashed at this white fist.

Ka!

However, in the next moment, the two pale cyan swords turned into two meteors and flew backwards into nowhere, shattering the bones of his arms and the bones of his chest.

Boom!

His body flew upside down and slammed into the ground.

Zhao Xiangfei gently closed her fist.

Her fist looked fragrant, tender and soft, but in the time of the previous breath, it had turned into one of the most terrifying weapons in the world.

The bitter rain Taoist kept coughing up blood, and he was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

"Now you should understand why I said you were wrong. ”

Concubine Zhao Xiang looked at him, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips slightly and said, "You should also understand by now, why my emperor has been favoring me the most all these years, and why he is willing to put the future of the entire Great Chu Dynasty in my hands." ”

"Because—" she looked at her fist with silky eyes, and said in a manly voice, "Because my hands can be soft, but they can also be hard... Because I myself am the strongest person in the entire Great Chu besides him. (To be continued......)