Yunzhou Palace was built when Emperor Wu was reigned. Danque had only seen the surface of the palace and did not know that there was an underground palace underground. The long corridor was built by chiseling mountains without any joints. There was a candlestick on the stone wall every five steps, lit a red candle as thick as a arm, which looked quite festive.

The red candles and scented tents, the handsome young man. Everything in front of him seemed to be back to his youth, and he was worshipped at the sky on a midsummer night. The young Emperor Wu played with him in the dark Zhanghua Hall.

"Catch me and give you cherries." The majestic emperor on weekdays will only show his playful side in front of the trusted gods.

The young Danque lit twelve peacock candlesticks in a blink of an eye. The warm candlelight reflected the hall like daylight, leaving the emperor running barefoot with a bowl of cherries without any escape.

"Wait, I'll catch you now!"

The young man's hearty laughter was still in his ears. In a blink of an eye, a hundred years passed by. He finally failed to grab the emperor's hand to spend the lonely time together year after year.

now……

Dan Quehui held the slender and powerful hand, and he grabbed it tighter and tighter, "Shaoyan..."

"Yes" The road has reached its end. Emperor Wu was about to open the gate of the underground palace when he heard Danque call him, he paused and turned to look at him.

"It's okay, I'll call you." Danque smiled with teeth.

Chen Shaoyan narrowed his eyes and punched him.

"Um..." Grandpa Dan's family was beaten so hard that he groaned, bent over and didn't get up for a long time, and was dragged into the underground palace by Emperor Wu.

Inside the stone door that opened with a bang was an extremely luxurious and wide palace. The ground was covered with three-finger thick peony flowers blooming everywhere, and thirty-six night pearls of the South China Sea, tea tables, short tables, bookshelfs, and balconies, all of which were embedded.

In the center is a large red sandalwood bed, hanging with a four-cornered pearl-covered green silk tent; on the pear blossoms and wood table, there is a gilt carved dragon Xuanyuan bow. In the exquisite incense burner, the light and pleasant fragrance of the sycamore tree lingered out; in the flawless jade cup, the green and yellow Mingqian Longjing still has warmth.

The windows are bright and clean, and the spotless. It can be seen that Emperor Wu lived a good life here and there are always people serving him.

Danque walked to the tea table, picked up the cup of tea and shook it, "There are others here."

"Well, the people in the palace." Emperor Wu threw the person aside, sat aside on his own, and began to read the book "Xiao Shao Jiuzheng".

When he practiced the Dragon Roar to the ninth level, he felt a vague feeling that this technique should be more than that. So he withdrew from the throne and went into seclusion in the mountains, seeking a higher level. However, over the years, he has improved his internal strength and his skills are purely, so he has not made any more progress. In recent years, even his internal strength has been increased to the limit, and it is difficult to make any progress.

His martial arts attained to the pinnacle, and he could see through all the secrets of martial arts at a glance. When he saw the book handed over by Danque, he understood in just a few sentences that this was the answer he had been looking for.

When Danque heard that he was a servant from the palace, he was in a good mood. He raised his head and drank the remaining half cup of tea. He flew all the way, but he was so thirsty.

"Oh, that's..." Emperor Wu saw his actions and wanted to stop them, but before he could do it, he simply shut up and continued reading.

Danque glanced at him and saw that he was focusing on reading. He walked around the underground palace with his hands behind his back, and finally returned to Emperor Wu and squeezed on a soft couch with him.

"What does the true essence of the dragon gather in the spiritual platform?" Chen Shaoyan didn't understand one of the sentences very well, so he looked up and asked him.

"This means that those who practice the Dragon Roar Magical Art need to store their true energy in the spiritual platform." Danque explained in a warm voice.

"There is bones on the spiritual platform, why can we keep qi? " Emperor Wu frowned and discovered the problem with this technique. "If there is no problem with this technique, the method of cultivation will definitely be different from the normal state."

He is worthy of being the genius Martial Emperor, and the grandfather of the Dan family's eyes are full of praise, "That's right, this skill requires two people to cooperate in practicing."

Chen Shaoyan nodded, and he also saw this, but he still didn't understand the theory of Lingtai, so he continued to read it back. The whole book was not long enough, and he soon saw the end.

He is not a young boy like Chen Ziqi. He started practicing blindly after reading the chapter. His nearly two hundred years of skill are enough to support him to understand any martial arts secrets without any obstacles, and he is not worried about being possessed by the evil spirit.

The more I look at it, the more wrong it is. Emperor Wu gradually frowned, "How should I cooperate with this?"

Danque did not answer, but instead asked something else, "Why did you run away without saying a word back then?" He suddenly abdicated and left, and had no news for so many years.

Chen Shaoyan's hand was slightly paused when he was flipping the book, looked up at him, and sneered: "I want to abdicate and retreat, so why should I discuss it with you?" His slightly raised chin, a faint and arrogant expression, set off with the long white hair falling from the ground, like a god in the sky, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"Why did the news be cut off after that?" Danque smacked his lips. After so many years, he still couldn't say anything about him.

"Ha," Emperor Wu sneered in an unknown sense, and closed the book with a click, "Your son is born and the new emperor has ascended the throne, why do I still want to communicate with you?"

This was said very heartlessly, as if they were just a relationship between gods and emperors. When the emperor abdicated, their friendship ended. But as an old phoenix, the bamboo rice that had been 190 years old was not eaten for nothing. Danque instantly heard the point of the speech, "Why are you angry when my son was born? You are not a group of children in the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards."

"You have the good intention to say that I was obviously you who took seven Qing tribe women first!" Chen Shaoyan stared at a pair of cold star eyes.

As soon as he said this, both of them were stunned. They looked at each other quietly for a moment, and suddenly they all looked away.

Grandpa Dan’s heart thumped, and his beard was so nervous that his beard was curled up. What was the meaning of what he said just now? How could he not hear it? Shaoyan blamed him for accepting the Qing tribe woman, and then expanded his harem and filled in the three palaces and six courtyards... What did he missed...

Emperor Wu was very upset and was anxious just now, and what he said! This broken bird could easily make him angry every time.

"Shaoyan, I..." Danque took a deep breath, turned his head and thought about what he said, but found that the person had left, moved to the bed to read a book, and immediately followed him happily, rubbing against Emperor Wu with a thick face, "What you said just now..."

"Practice the Kung Fu!" Chen Shaoyan called "Xiao Shao" to Danque's face expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay." Danque took the book down and looked at Emperor Wu with a serious face. He couldn't help but smile slightly slutty. Fortunately, he had a beard blocking him... Wait, beard

Thinking of himself still wearing an old man's beard, looking at the Han Xing's eyes faintly revealing disgust, the grandfather of the Dan family silently covered his face, "Wait for me." He quickly ran to the bathroom behind the screen, shaved his beard a few times, washed his face, combed his hair well, and then walked out again.

Chen Shaoyan's eyes flashed slightly when he saw the shaved old phoenix.

Danque sat on the edge of the bed with a smile and squeezed with Emperor Wu, "This technique requires a person who practices Danyang magic and a dragon roar magic skill to practice at the same time, and the skills of the two cannot be too different. Your technique has reached its peak, and I am the only one who can cooperate with you in the world.

Practice together.”

"I know this." Chen Shaoyan nodded slightly.

"Are you really willing to practice with me?" Danque leaned closer and looked at him seriously.

Emperor Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You and I have practiced together for decades, why are you so old like mother-in-law and mother?"

Danque pursed his lips and chuckled, "Well, let's start." As he said that, he slowly leaned over and kissed the lips that he often reminiscent in his dreams. Through the slight resistance caused by the thick internal force, the lips touched each other, and the slightly cool and soft touch made people almost cry.

"Dong!" A strong punch hit the Dan Grandpa's chest again.

"Cough cough cough..." Danque covered his chest and coughed. In order to prevent him from continuing to be beaten, he quickly explained in a hoarse voice, "Exchange the essence."

Chen Shaoyan withdrew his fist and nodded half-believingly. It wasn't that he thought it wrongly, but because the broken bird's expression was too affectionate just now, he had some illusion.

"Well, then, we have to take off our outer shirts and go to the bed." Danque picked up the book "Xiao Shao" and explained with a serious look on his face.

Out of extreme curiosity about the martial arts, Chen Shaoyan cooperated with them. The two of them followed the guidance of the martial arts and used their hands to exchange internal forces, but they felt a faint pain from the tendons and veins, "Well, it hurts..."

This muffled groan almost made Danyang's true energy go away. Danque swallowed his saliva, put the man on the bed with his waist, pressed him gently, and gasped, "The last step is also the most critical. You must practice according to the posture in the picture."

As he said that, he opened the back of "Xiao Shao", and his grandson was randomly painting the faceless villain.

"This..." Emperor Wu's face couldn't help but blush, "Okay."

So, the two of them made the moves in the picture, and Danque took out the ointment that had just come out on Duobaoge.

...

"Well, why is this martial art so similar to the evil skill?"

"I will never live forever and change my destiny against heaven and change my destiny, it is very evil."

"Danque... um..."
Chapter completed!