He casually glanced at the gray-eyed Saint Li Yong in front of him. Yuan Daojiang immediately looked at Xia Ming in front of the Bone Beach. Feeling the general trend that was gradually stabilizing in Xia Ming's body, Yuan Daojiang seemed to be smiling but not smiling. In ancient times, it was indeed interesting to observe astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Wei Wei, the sick tiger, did something like this in the end. It was not passed on to the disciples of Shengzhou, but it was passed on to an outsider. Hahahaha! interesting!
So much fun! With his thoughts floating around, Yuan Daojiang spoke.
"Holy Son Li Yong, right? My brother told me about you." "He said you are very extraordinary... and you are Zaizhi's disciple." "He is the leader of the younger generation!" "I heard... you have glimpsed the Yin-Yang Gate?" “It’s really amazing to have perfected your spiritual transformation at such a young age!” "When I was your age, I was just a pill-forming monk." As soon as Yuan Daojiang said these words, Li Yong's eyes froze, and then he bowed respectfully. "I don't deserve it... I'm just a disciple of the Prime Minister." "Thanks to the cultivation of the Holy Continent, I was able to achieve the Five Cauldrons of Divine Transformation." "The name of the Holy Son... no kid would dare to covet it." It is understandable that Li Yong is so cautious. The title "Zi" is unusual. Son. Heirs too. Yuandaojiang is the "zi", the second son of Zhidao. He, Li Yong, can call himself a saint in front of others. You can't do this in front of Yuandaojiang. With how much experience and existence Yuandaojiang has, how can Li Yong be compared with him?
Can he, who is in the Divine Transformation Realm, be on an equal footing with the Mahayana Realm? Although the prince is old, he is fierce.
Besides, Yuandaojiang has always had a bad attitude towards Shengzhou. It's probably hereditary. I have a problem with Zhongji Holy Continent. The Supreme Immortal of that time almost entered the Holy Continent. Although he eventually quit. However, the Immortal Zhidao still made a bad start. ——[Asking about the Holy Continent]. Then all the immortals liked to wander there. The good name asked. In fact, it’s about flexing muscles and demonstrating!
For this reason, Shengzhou has always been wary of Zhidao Xianzhou. The Holy Son Li Yong ordered the city lord Xu Mi to mount a defense. In fact, he also had this consideration in mind. …… Looking casually at Li Yong and Xu Mi in front of him, Yuan Daojiang suddenly evoked a sneer. "City Lord Xu Mi? If I remember correctly, you are Zaizhi's retainer, right?" "Li Yong? Xu Mi? That old guy Zaizhi seems to be named Li too, right?" "What's his name?" "Li Fan, right? How can he be called Li Fan?" "He should be called Li Qiang! Or... Li Xianren! Hahahahaha!" "How come... your Holy Continent... also wants to imitate Xianzhou?" "Has that guy, Zaizhi, become an immortal?" Yuan Daojiang's words can be said to be quite unpleasant. Shengzhou has always promoted fairness to the outside world, but Yuandaojiang is just throwing black water. This is slander!
While the city lord Xu Mi looked strange, the Holy Son Li Yong still looked respectful. “Don’t avoid enemies when doing things externally, and don’t avoid relatives when doing things internally.” "In the Holy Continent, all cultivators are equal." "The Lord of Xu Mi City has guarded Shituo City for hundreds of years and worked tirelessly, which is obvious to all the cultivators." "The boy's incompetence caused the nine cauldrons of the Holy Land to ring in unison, so the Prime Minister asked me to come here to practice." Hearing the sound of the Holy Continent's nine cauldrons chiming in unison, Yuan Daojiang's eyes narrowed slightly.
…… The nine mountain and river cauldrons in the Holy Continent are Dao cauldrons. These nine mountain and river cauldrons are made from the rare gold of the nine heavens and fields. The nine Dao tripods have been passed down since ancient times, and it is said that they can be deduced to the Bronze Age before immortals and demons. First there was the Jiuding, and then the immortal inscribed the nine realms of the immortal path on it. Refining Qi, building foundation, forming elixir, and Nascent Soul. Transformation of spirits, refining emptiness, returning to Yang, Mahayana, and transcending tribulations. Here, the immortal way became orthodox. Then the immortal way began to officially replace the ancient way. The nine cauldrons of the Holy Continent naturally have their practical significance. Simply put, they can be used to detect talent in younger generations. The more different aspects of the Resonance Dao Cauldron, the higher the future achievements will be. The nine cauldrons chime together... This Li Yong is extraordinary. No more dwelling on this issue. Waving his hands slightly, Yuan Daojiang continued. "Li Yong, did you know... that you missed the opportunity to fight?" "Li Yong doesn't know. Please tell me, Your Majesty." "If you lead the ninth garrison and go out to capture the Wuxiu Demon, I will be able to kill him under the city." "In other words, if you open the turtle shell from the beginning, you can still hold that guy back." "But you haven't..." "While Wei Wei and Wu Xiu were fighting fiercely, you held up the turtle shell." "You have forced both Wu Xiu and Wei Wei to a dead end..." "They can only fight to the death and settle their fate." "This move of yours is really brilliant!" "The next generation is to be feared! The next generation is to be feared!" As soon as Yuan Daojiang finished speaking, Xia Ming slowly raised his head. Li Yong wanted to speak, but he felt a pair of cold eyes locking him firmly. Out of the corner of his eye, Li Yong met Xia Ming's eyes.
Gray and pitiless, with swirling black eyes. Looking at Xia Ming's dark eyes, Li Yong suddenly felt murderous thoughts in his heart. Unruly reverse cultivation! If it weren't for the Holy Continent, you would have been killed by the Grand View Immortal Continent long ago!
You have been favored by the Holy Continent, but you still dare to look at me like this! ?
Should be killed! Should be killed! When Li Yong's murderous intention gradually arose, Yuan Daojiang's voice rose again. "Boy, Wei Wei is dead, no one will protect you anymore." "If you fall into the hands of Shengzhou, they will not let you off easily." "Boy, do you still remember the promise I made to you that day?" “It still counts today.” …… Xia Ming naturally remembered Yuandaojiang's promise. Not only did Xia Ming remember it, but Li Yong actually knew it too. Just because you know. So Li Yong just watched with cold eyes. The Sword Attendant of Yuandaojiang sounds good. In fact, it is no different from committing suicide. His Yuandaojiang sword is not that easy to hold. If you can't hold it firmly, you will belch. The light of the sword can directly cut people into clay. Holding it steady is only the first step, what's even more terrifying is that his sword eats people. Only a fool would become the sword attendant of his Yuandao territory. …… "Boy, don't you want to... avenge Wei Wei?" "Come with me, I can make you take revenge." "I can kill you to your heart's content!" He looked at Yuandaojiang and then at Wei Wei in his arms. A bold idea gradually emerged in Xia Ming's mind. After bowing respectfully to Yuandaojiang, Xia Ming said: "Your Highness, Xia Ming has a favor to ask." "Oh? But it doesn't matter."
The sword eyes narrowed slightly, and Yuan Daojiang's lips curled up into a smile. Interesting. interesting. It's better to come out and feel comfortable. Where in Xianzhou is a place for people to stay? So boring! As far as the Taoist territory, no one dared to negotiate terms with him. This damn novelty really aroused Yuandaojiang's interest. In Yuan Daojiang's expectant eyes, Xia Ming spoke. "Master Wei treats me like his own son..." "Master Wei wants to see Wuliang Lake..." "So... I want to bury Master Wei beside Wuliang Lake." As soon as Xia Ming said this, the city lord Xu Mi retorted on the spot. "No! Absolutely not!" "Senior Wei Wei is a monk from the Holy Continent!" "He was born in the Holy Continent, he grew up in the Holy Continent..." Before Xu Mi finished speaking, Xia Ming interrupted him directly. "Then what!" "Is he going to die in the Holy Continent too?" "He has died for your Holy Continent!" "Master Wei! Can't you just live for yourself?" "Your Holy Continent can't eat people!" "Live to serve! Even if you die, you won't be able to escape?" "Dare to ask the Holy Son!" "Holy Saint of the Holy Continent, where is the Saint!?" Listening to Xia Ming's words, the smile on Yuan Daojiang's face grew stronger. interesting!
It’s so much fun! This kid really likes me!
Holy Island is nothing! If the old man hadn't hesitated back then.
The Holy Continent has been penetrated!
...(End of chapter)