Near the Hanging City, dozens of huge fiery red spirit boat warships were floating quietly above the sea of clouds. The ships were shrouded in spiritual light, with dense muzzles and numerous formations.
From a distance, you can see flags and banners fluttering on the deck, and thousands of golden-armored Taoist soldiers standing with their arms in hand, their murderous intent rising to the sky.
The small half of the suspended city was covered by the huge shadow cast by the ship. The residents in the city looked up at the sky, all anxious and uneasy.
At this moment, in a beautiful garden in the center of the city, in the octagonal viewing pavilion, several women in gorgeous skirts stood aside respectfully.
Next to the jade table in the middle of the pavilion, sits a beautiful woman wearing a colorful and feathered dress, who is extremely elegant.
The girl's eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were looking at the gorgeous flowers blooming outside the pavilion, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.
Opposite him, stood a majestic old man with a high crown and a rich belt. He was Chen Daqian, the head of the Chen family.
"What time is it?" Si Li Lanlan's eyes flashed slightly and she suddenly asked calmly.
"Reporting to the master, it's still one hour and three quarters before it's noon." A girl wearing a green gauze skirt stepped forward, bowed slightly, and whispered.
Si Li Lanlan pursed her lips, a trace of displeasure appeared on her face.
When Chen Daqian saw that the situation was not good, he immediately smiled heartily and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Our ancestors have been in seclusion for many years and may not have woken up from their slumber. Please wait a moment, Your Majesty."
Si Li Lanlan's eyes turned to Chen Daqian and said coldly: "I have always respected Ancestor Feihong as a human being, so I have waited here for a full hour. In the past three hundred years, no one has made me wait like this. Where is the white-browed boy? Let him come out and see you."
When Chen Daqian heard this, his heart trembled slightly, but his face did not change much. He calmly replied: "My ancestor Baimei has something to do and cannot be distracted..."
"snort!"
A cold snort interrupted his words and made the atmosphere here become solemn!
Chen Daqian didn't change his expression when he saw this and just kept silent.
"Hmph! I came to your Chen's house today. I originally had good intentions and wanted to inform Feihong of an important matter. But now it seems that I am just being sentimental." Si Li Lanlan sneered and said indifferently.
When Chen Daqian heard this, his heart suddenly tightened.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning came from the sky, passed over half of the city in the blink of an eye, and flew into the pavilion.
As soon as the thunder light disappeared, a tall and handsome young man appeared on the spot. If it wasn't Zhao Sheng, who else could it be.
Zhao Sheng stood with a smile on his face, his eyes with divine light swept over the people in the pavilion, and finally fell on Si Li Lanlan's face.
When Si Li Lanlan was stared at like this, her heart immediately tightened, and an indescribable feeling of fear came over her.
"You...you are...what a master..." Her lips trembled slightly. Every time she spoke a word, the invisible pressure became heavier and heavier, so much so that a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul... He couldn't even speak a complete sentence coherently.
What shocked her even more was that the other people in the pavilion were completely unaware of this, as if they were not aware of the majestic pressure emanating from that man.
After just one face-to-face encounter, Si Li Lanlan was shocked to realize that the person opposite had unfathomable cultivation and was at least a Nascent Soul cultivator.
As for the True Monarch of Transformation, she naturally didn't even dare to think about it.
At this time, the majestic pressure suddenly dissipated, and Si Li Lanlan suddenly felt that he had escaped a disaster, and his mind felt a little calmer.
After Zhao Sheng gave the other party a small warning, he calmed down, turned around and cupped his hands towards Chen Daqian, and said: "Master, Hongzu's seclusion has reached a critical moment and cannot come out to see guests. Therefore, he ordered me to see Si Li's family. Distinguished guest."
After hearing this, Chen Daqian had a wonderful expression on his face. From the scene just now, he had already seen some clues, and he was suddenly surprised and happy. He felt a surge of air surge up to his chest, and was forced back down by him.
He recalled in his mind the day when Chen Xi first joined the family, and recalled all the past events in the past few years. He couldn't help but admire his ancestors for their wisdom in welcoming back such an unparalleled person to the family.
Chen Daqian suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, stood up calmly, bowed his head to Si Lilanlan, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I have something to do, how about you let the Seventh Elder receive you?"
"Master Chen, it's okay. If you have anything to do, please help yourself!" Si Li Lanlan calmed down and asked in a calm tone.
"Thank you for your understanding!" After Chen Daqian finished speaking, he nodded to Zhao Sheng, and then left the place with his head held high.
Zhao Sheng stepped forward in two steps, slowly sat on the jade stool opposite, looked at Si Li Lanlan calmly, and asked lightly: "Fellow Taoist Si Li, why did you come here this time? Now you can tell me Yet?"
These words were obviously said in an understatement, but in Si Li Lanlan's ears, they sounded like Huang Zhongda Lu. It shocked her soul, made her back feel cold, and gave her an indescribable sense of oppression. Straight to the soul.
In fact, everything is just some elementary application of the will force field. Si Li Lanlan has never been exposed to similar attack methods, so she was easily attacked.
At this time, Si Li Lanlan's arrogance disappeared, she became honest, and she quickly stated her intention.
"...My ancestors sent me here to warn the nobles in advance. According to reliable information, there have been many unidentified foreign fleets in the airspace near our territory recently. If nothing else, these foreign fleets have It’s for the Great Chun Sacred Tree, especially the Great Chun Sacred Tree that has been in existence for more than three tribulations..."
The trunk of the Great Chun Sacred Tree that has been around for more than three tribulations is an excellent material for refining virtual world-class spaceships, just like the Shuangling ship in Sansheng Palace.
Therefore, every one or two thousand years, the Great Chun Realm will encounter a crisis of "forcibly cutting down the sacred trees". Each time, one or two unlucky ancient clans and high sects will be destroyed, and the sacred trees will be cut off and taken away together.
Since the beginning of history, stories like this have happened countless times. The world of Dachun cultivators has long been very familiar with it, and has developed extremely complete defense methods.
Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed and he said expressionlessly: "It turns out they are a group of 'locusts' from the outside world. There are a lot of Three Tribulations Dachuns in this world, and my Chen family should not be their target. However, I am here, thank you very much. Fellow Taoist Si Li reminded me that my Chen family will remember this favor for the time being and will definitely return it in the future."
"It's just a small reminder, don't take it to heart. By the way, I haven't asked my senior for his surname yet..." Si Li Lanlan probed very carefully.
"I'm Chen Xi, the loud voice is Xi Sheng Xi! Fellow Taoist Si Li must have heard about it, but I just can't believe it." Zhao Sheng said with a generous appearance.
"Uh-huh, senior is really a genius!" After hearing this, Si Li Lanlan's heart was shocked. She immediately had no doubt anymore and couldn't help but praise him as a genius.
"Fellow Taoist, you are overly praised." Zhao Sheng responded with a calm look.
After a while, Zhao Sheng sent Si Li Lanlan out of the house and watched the group of people fly into the battleship above.
Immediately afterwards, this powerful fleet slowly set off, soared into the sky in the blink of an eye, and disappeared from the sight of the entire city's residents.
Zhao Sheng watched the other party go away with a thoughtful look on his face.
…
Qianlong Pavilion, in front of Wenxin Tower.
Under the scorching sun, an old and thin figure knelt on the hot stone floor, motionless and dejected.
The person kneeling in front of the building is Chen Shou, the second housekeeper of the house who has been famous for most of his life.
He knelt here for three days and three nights, just begging his master to see him, but...
Half a day passed by in a flash, the sun set in the west, and twilight fell.
At this time, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of Chen Shou and sighed: "Get up! I have left a message for you."
When Chen Shou heard this, his body trembled, and he shouted with great excitement: "Butler, are you finally going to see me? What did you say?"
Chen Fu, the chief butler, resented his lack of argument, and his attitude became much colder. He said bluntly: "I don't want to see you. I only left one sentence: the things you shouldn't have taken will be sent back, and the rest will be forgotten."
Hearing these words, Chen Shou immediately burst into tears. He rushed into the building and kowtowed violently. His face was covered with blood after a few times, and tears flowed down his face.
"I can't keep you in my house from now on. From now on, you can take care of yourself!"
After saying that, the butler Chen Fu drifted away.
Chen Shou, who was kowtowing on the spot, suddenly became exhausted, and his energy and energy seemed to be taken away by these words.
Within a few days, the second housekeeper Chen Shou and his family quietly moved out of the fiefdom and lived in the Hanging City ever since.
Two months later, three mysteriously dead fairy-eating silkworms were returned to Qianlong Pavilion with all their beards and tails intact, along with a black silk rope as thick as a thumb.
Zhao Sheng took the rope in his hand and observed it carefully. He was a little confused about how the famous "Immortal Binding Rope" looked like this. It was completely different from the legend.
It took him more than ten breaths to initially refine the rope, and then he shouted softly: "Go!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the silk rope in his hand turn into a rainbow and fly away thousands of feet in the blink of an eye. It violently wrapped around a large green roc that was flying past at high speed seven or eight times, and tied it tightly from head to claws.
boom!
Daqingpeng didn't have time to scream and fell from the sky like a big stone, hitting the ground in the garden and destroying a large area of flowers.
"Come again!"
Following Zhao Sheng's thought, a wisp of black rainbow suddenly flew up from Da Qingpeng's body, like a bolt of lightning, and instantly tied up the owner of Qingpeng beside him.
No matter how hard the man struggled, he could not break free from the shackles of the silk rope.
At this time, Zhao Sheng saw all this in his eyes, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.
The legendary Immortal Binding Rope has the ability to capture dragons and bind Immortals, but even a Foundation Establishment level cultivator cannot completely seal the rope in his hand.
This thing is completely useless to him!
Perhaps it's because the Immortal-Eating Silkworms are still in their infancy, and the spiritual threads they spit out don't have enough mana.
If it can be kept for thousands of years in the future, it will probably be of great use.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng felt bored and secretly decided to leave all the fairy-eating silkworms to a pair of children. After all, after thousands of years, he might be able to survive the catastrophe and become an immortal. How could he care about a few insects?
After retracting the rope, he suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.
…
Autumn passes and winter comes, and it’s the end of the year again!
The vassal families under the Chen family are becoming more and more divided, and a few radical ones have openly rebelled and joined the ranks of other high-ranking families.
Even those Xiuxian families who have not shown any betrayal are secretly looking for a way out, and most of them are hooking up with Gui Jia, and they are far away from each other.
Within the Chen family, the branches with the Yuanying Ancestor in charge are still feeling stable, but the branches without Yuanying feel that the end is coming, and they have faintly shown their intention to become independent a few months ago.
This move was simply ridiculous, and it also allowed the seven ancestors of the Chen family to see clearly into people's hearts, and discovered a lot of hidden dangers in the family.
As soon as the catastrophe is over, Ancestor Feihong and others will ruthlessly deal with all the problems and hidden dangers exposed this time, laying the foundation for the Chen family's future expansion of power.
On this day, a heavy snowfall arrived as expected, and the Chen family's sacred tree was covered with plains. Only a layer of white light appeared over the suspended city, blocking the heavy snowfall from the city.
When the snow was falling, no one expected that three figures would appear in a secluded courtyard in the city.
Standing among the three people was a handsome young man with scaly forehead and blue eyes.
To the left of this person is a big man with a thunderous face and a hairy body with his hands above his knees.
The last person was an over ten-foot-tall old man with a wolf head and an animal skin skirt wrapped around his waist.
These three people are not pure human beings, they all have the blood of foreign races.
The three foreigners all have restrained auras and cannot tell the depth of their cultivation, but they have obviously reached the state of returning to nature.
In fact, these three uninvited guests came from outside the region, and their cultivation levels were all above Nascent Soul.
The handsome young man who was the leader had already reached the realm of gods thousands of years ago. Even his two confidants didn't know how strong he was now.
Because the ship owner has not taken action for hundreds of years!
"Captain, my subordinates have already found out. There is no god in charge of this house. Once the Withering Tribulation is over, the indigenous tree master will definitely be seriously injured. By then, we only need to launch a surprise attack, and we should be able to capture it easily."
"Well, Su Yuan, you go and explore the bottom again! I don't know why, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart."
"As ordered, I will resign!"
After saying that, the body of the big man with a thunderous face suddenly faded, and then disappeared without a trace. Apparently, he had quietly left the courtyard.
The handsome young man's bad premonition was correct.
Because at this time, every move of the three of them fell into the eyes of one person.
In order to avoid letting the three people notice, Zhao Sheng did not use his spiritual thoughts, but activated his will force field to monitor the three people from a distance with his original spiritual consciousness.
At this time, others were on the third floor of the restaurant hundreds of feet away, quietly watching the courtyard.
The big man with a thunderous face was so talented that he was able to successfully "invisibly" hide himself from the detection of spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, he could not hide under the "perception" of spiritual consciousness.
"Mr. Yan, Si Lijia is in charge here in Shenzhou. It is easy to succeed but difficult to retreat! Tell me, how about we go to Simon State to take action?"
"Reporting to the captain, Simon State has been secretly included in the sphere of influence by Xie Ya and several groups. If we rush in to grab meat, we will inevitably have to fight. If we win, it will be fine, but if we lose, I'm afraid..."
The wolf-headed old man said the last thing, but hesitated to speak, as if he did not agree with the captain's proposal.
The handsome young man sighed after hearing this: "Oh, it would be a pity to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."