Thanks to the friendly sponsorship of the major holy places and the royal family, the sky-high price of rare stones in Tianting Stone Square has finally reached double digits. The name of the No. 1 Stone Square in the Holy City has been confirmed.
Feng Jinghong looked at the number of people in Tianzihao Shifang, which at least doubled, and showed a satisfied smile.
"Dang~" Qingyue's bells resounded throughout the city, and streaks of light rushed up and flew in a certain direction.
Looking in that direction, Feng Jinghong narrowed her eyes and followed.
In Miaoyu Temple, there are waves of musk, and silk and bamboo surround the beams.
More than ten years later, Miaoyu Temple has become the number one fireworks place in the Holy City, completely overwhelming its old rival Guanghan Que.
It all happened because the previous saint here, An Miaoyi, got involved with the Emperor's son.
In the current situation where the ancient tribes are rampant, this place has become one of the few absolutely safe places. No matter how ferocious the ancient tribes are, they do not dare to cause trouble here, so it has become the first choice for monks to gather.
Of course, only male monks...
Today is a gathering organized by the young generation of the human race. Most of the young people from Donghuang who are somewhat famous are here.
The sound of the piano in the spacious hall is melodious, light and melodious, like spring breeze turning into rain, washing the soul.
All the guests closed their eyes and shook their heads, as if they were intoxicated.
At the end of the song, everyone woke up from a dream and praised:
"Fairy Miaotong's piano skills are indeed superb and her skills are close to the Tao. I am impressed by you!"
"It's very, very true. This song can only be heard in heaven. It's rare to hear it in the human world!"
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A woman wearing a snow-white gauze skirt smiled slightly:
"Fellow fellow Taoists, I have given you too much praise. Miao Tong has just glimpsed this path for the first time, and there is still a long way to go. The music played by sister Miao Yi is called fairy music!"
This woman's name is Su Miaotong, and she is the leader of the new generation of Miaoyu Temple.
As for An Miaoyi, she has retreated behind the scenes for many years.
In today's world, except for her support, no one dares to let her play the piano.
"Back then, Fairy An's song of flowers blooming and birds chirping was really amazing, but it's a pity that I can no longer hear it..." A man sighed drunkenly.
As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked at him in surprise, and then silently distanced themselves from him.
"Brother Huang, be careful what you say!" A close companion pulled his sleeve and warned with crazy eyes.
The man also realized what he had just said and broke out in a cold sweat.
Secretly cursing Lingjiu for causing trouble, the man's mind raced, he glanced around and said with a smile:
"Only His Royal Highness, the Emperor of Heaven, can win the heart of a goddess like Fairy An. I am very envious of this couple of gods and immortals!"
His companion also followed suit: "What Brother Huang said is very true..."
The two of them sang and sang together to explain the matter. It wasn't until everyone started discussing a new topic that they quietly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
"Ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? Today there are many heroes in the world, but our human race only has one Zhonghuang Zhidao. The situation is grim!" One person sighed.
"Yes, the princes and daughters of the ancient clan have all been killed. They are all extremely talented and have amazing fighting prowess. However, our human clan has no news of the birth of an emperor's son. It is really worrying..."
Speaking of the current situation, everyone's mood was a bit low. In the past few years, the children of the ancient emperor had successively killed Dao and began to hone their skills frequently.
After several battles, the geniuses fell and the heroes fell silent. The terrifying fighting power made many human heroes feel despair.
"People with the blood of the emperor are so powerful that they cannot be defeated except by the emperor's son! Back then, the Pluto Body fought all the way from Zhongzhou to the Eastern Wasteland. It was so amazing, but he was slapped to death by Yuan Gu. He died without dignity! Then
Yuan Gu is only a descendant of the ancient emperor a few generations later!" a monk lamented.
"I once saw Huang Xu Dao take action in the Southern Territory. He swallowed a beast king who had been killing Dao for many years in one bite. The opponent had no power to resist, and it was terrifying." Another monk said.
"In fact, the strongest one should be Huolin Cave. There are two children of the ancient princes in their clan who have been sealed away. I heard there are rumors in the ancient clan that when the two brothers and sisters attack together, they will break the world and no one can resist!"
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As each incident was brought up, people became more and more aware of the horror of the ancient emperor's children. For a time, pessimism permeated the scene, and the audience fell into silence.
"Actually, you don't have to be so desperate. Although the ancient prince's children are strong, our human race is not unbeatable!" A clear male voice sounded.
When everyone heard the words and looked around, they saw a man in white clothes gently putting down his wine glass, with a high-spirited look and no trace of sadness.
"It's Jiang Yifei. Rumor has it that he defeated the Jiang family's divine body and is ready to take over as the head of the family!" Someone recognized him.
Born into a family of great emperors, powerful enough and with an aloof temperament, Jiang Yifei became the focus of the audience as soon as he opened his mouth.
Su Miaotong also looked at him with piercing eyes and a smile as bright as a flower:
"Miaotong heard that Mr. Jiang is actually the biological son of Emperor Hengyu. I wonder if it is true?"
Jiang Yifei shook his head: "All the emperors of my clan have died in the dark turmoil of the past generations. I am just an ordinary descendant of the emperor. But as far as I know, a real emperor's son seems to have been born in the Ji family..."
"Ji family?"
"The descendant of the Great Emperor of the Void?"
People were surprised with a hint of expectation and joy. Although one emperor's son may not be able to fight against so many ancient princes' children, it is always good to have hope.
"Have you, Daoist Jiang, ever met this emperor's son?"
"I just heard it mentioned by the elders, but I have no chance to meet him!" Jiang Yifei shook his head and glanced at Feng Jinghong who was mixed in among the guests with a hidden look.
Feng Jinghong noticed his gaze, but ignored it.
Look at what I'm doing, I'm not your emperor's son, but I will probably kill your emperor's son in the future...
"Actually, our human race has no shortage of geniuses, but it still takes some time to grow. The children of the ancient emperors have taken advantage of their cultivation. When everyone reaches the same level, they may not be as good as those of the ancient emperors' bloodline..."
Jiang Yifei's words restored everyone's confidence and revitalized the atmosphere. The monks discussed which geniuses could fight against the ancient prince's daughter after becoming a master.
In addition to the Zhonghuang, some people mentioned the Holy Son of Yaoguang, some mentioned the West Bodhisattva Jueyouqing, some mentioned the twin kings of Zhongzhou, the innate Taoist Zixia and other royal bodies, and some also mentioned the holy body Ye Fan who has left Beidou...
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jiang Yifei, who is present in person, cannot be avoided. Although he is very humble, people think that he is definitely one of the strongest people in the human race.
Just when everyone was discussing in full swing, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away, a palace collapsed, and there were vague waves of battle.
Su Miaotong's face darkened on the spot: "Fellow Taoists, Miaotong, please excuse me!" After saying that, he hurried towards the palace where the incident occurred.
The monks looked at each other and followed curiously:
"Who is this person who dares to cause trouble in Miaoyu Temple?"
"Yes, even if he is not afraid of Miao Yuan, isn't he afraid of the Emperor?"
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When the dust and smoke cleared, people saw several figures lying on the ground vomiting blood, and also saw the audacious troublemaker.
It was a golden divine ape, furious with bullfighting, with blazing eyes, and its violent momentum could suppress people from a distance.
"Fighting the Holy Ape?"
"It's the Holy Prince of the Ancient Clan!"
People recognized the man's identity and couldn't help but scream.
Su Miaotong, who was about to accuse her, swallowed back the words on her lips, forced out a smile and said:
"I wonder what Miaoyu Temple did wrong to make His Royal Highness the Holy Prince angry?"
She kept her posture very low, as the ancient clan was now very powerful. Although Miaoyu Temple had Heavenly Court as its backer, it did not dare to provoke a real ancient prince.
The monkey snorted coldly, shaking the energy and blood of the spectators, and they all looked horrified, including Jiang Yifei.
Only by facing it personally can one deeply appreciate the power of the bloodline of these ancient emperors.
The monkey's murderous gaze swept across it, almost causing Su Miaotong to vomit blood:
"I have long said that all places in the Holy City are no longer allowed to serve monkey brains as dishes. Other places have stopped serving it. Only you, Miao Yuan, ignore it. Why do you think that with the Emperor of Heaven as my backer, I won't dare to touch you?