At this time, the rain finally stopped. The air was full of moisture, giving it a feeling of continuous rain. It was probably because the yin energy accumulated here and was then washed away by the rain, which gave people this feeling.
In the courtyard of Huayinju.
Chen Yang stood opposite a scribe in Tsing Yi. This scribe in Tsing Yi was called Wenxuan, and he was a master under An Zixuan.
Chen Yang could tell that this scribe in green was a master in the middle stage of becoming a god. His physical cultivation was close to perfection.
Chen Yang had tears in his eyes. Damn it, I have rarely seen an opponent of this level since entering the gate of hell.
At this moment, there was another person standing next to An Zixuan. That person was called Hong Hu. Hong Hu was An Zixuan's personal bodyguard. His cultivation level was already at the fifth level of the Immortality Realm.
As for Chen Yang's cultivation level, to be honest, even Hong Hu couldn't see it clearly. It seemed that Chen Yang had no cultivation level.
At this time, Wenxuan also took action against Chen Yang.
Wenxuan made a mistake with his foot and let out a roar. His body strength was extremely coordinated, and in an instant, he burst out with terrifying power, rushing toward Chen Yang like lightning and light. Chen Yang only felt a fist appear in front of his eyes, and that fist instantly
become bigger.
Chen Yang didn't blink and suddenly kicked out.
Bang!
Wenxuan was immediately kicked out and finally fell to the ground, unable to get up.
However, Wenxuan was not injured. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief. After he got up, he came to An Zixuan ashamed and shouted: "Master!"
An Zixuan and Hong Hu were also surprised. Chen Yang was smiling.
Later, An Zixuan asked Hong Hu to fight Chen Yang.
Hong Hu immediately left the stage, came to Chen Yang, cupped his fists and said, "Young Master Lin, I'm offended."
He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and very graceful.
Chen Yang also clasped his fists and said, "I agree."
Then, Hong Hu suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes and slapped Chen Yang in the air.
"Yuntian Palm Technique, Ninth Level of Thunderbolt!"
Hong Hu's palm shot out in the air, and a powerful palm force suddenly rippled in the air. Overlapping with each other, it was divided into nine levels of force and rushed towards Chen Yang.
This palm rises suddenly and arrives in the blink of an eye, making it difficult for people to guard against it!
Chen Yang was also slightly shocked. Fortunately, he already had Chen Feirong's magic power. Therefore, he was able to react.
Chen Yang instantly felt the ninth level of strength in Hong Hu's palm. Without saying much, he suddenly used his magic power to punch out with his backhand.
"Heavenly Thunder Fist Seal!"
Boom!
The fist seal, which contained Chen Yang's powerful spiritual power, was so powerful that it shattered Hong Hu's ninth level of strength in an instant, and directly smashed towards Hong Hu.
Hong Hu was so shocked that he couldn't avoid it and flew straight out, finally falling heavily to the ground.
Although Chen Yang used the Heavenly Thunder Fist Seal here, its power was greatly reduced, but it was enough to defeat Hong Hu.
Hong Hu's strength is not weak, but he lacks the emotion and spirit. Therefore, he is not Chen Yang's opponent at all.
Of course, Hong Hu was not that weak. The main reason was that he did not know the details of Chen Yang, and Chen Yang was not an enemy, so he did not use his trump card or any magic weapon.
But having said that, Chen Yang was also merciful. If Chen Yang had used the eye-catching bead or the sound-killing magic knife, Hong Hu would have died long ago.
Hong Hu stood up. He suffered slight internal injuries. "Master!" Hong Hu came to An Zixuan's side and shouted ashamedly.
An Zixuan looked at Chen Yang in surprise. At this time, he had more awe for Chen Yang in his eyes. "Brother Lin, you actually have such a cultivation level?"
Chen Yang laughed and said: "I have said before that among the masters around King Taishan, I can be ranked in the top three. Do you think I am really bragging to you?"
An Zixuan said: "But what I can't figure out is, how can someone like you remain ordinary?"
Chen Yang said: "Mr. An, there is a saying called "Quietness and Thoughts on Movement. Over the years, I have been practicing while walking. Now, I have learned a lot, so I want to move. I know you have a lot of things."
concerns, but when you recommend me to King Taishan, you can directly say that you are not sure about my identity. However, you can be sure of my strength. When the time comes, I believe King Taishan will have his own judgment, what do you think?
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An Zixuan pondered, and then he said: "How about you just follow me? I will never treat you badly."
Chen Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "Among the ten palaces of hell, I chose King Taishan after many comparisons. What I want is not money, but power, and this is something you can't give me, Mr. An."
"Since you want power, you should choose Emperor Song!" An Zixuan said.
Chen Yang said: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty is surrounded by talents and masters. I am only one of the last ones to enter, so I am more optimistic about King Taishan."
An Zixuan fell into silence.
Chen Yang said: "But for this matter, I don't necessarily have to do it with Mr. An. I think I should have other ways to meet King Taishan."
An Zixuan was shocked when he heard this. He was counting on Chen Yang's help now. So how could he dare to let Chen Yang leave? He also knew in his heart that with Chen Yang's skills, it would be no problem to find other people to help introduce him.
of.
So An Zixuan immediately said: "Brother Lin, there is no problem with this. I believe you are!"
Chen Yang chuckled and said, "Thank you so much Mr. An."
An Zixuan pulled Chen Yang and looked extremely affectionate. He said, "Let's go in and chat."
Now they entered Huayinju, and An Zixuan took Chen Yang to hold a candle and talk at night.
"Brother Lin, you said you wanted to write some love poems for me?" An Zixuan was a little eager.
Chen Yang said: "This is easy to do." He paused and said: "I will read it and you write it. I have written a lot of love poems before, but they have not been widely circulated, so I will give them to you first. Don't worry, I
I will never expose you."
An Zixuan was immediately happy.
Chen Yang felt funny in his heart. If you took my brother's love poem, it would be equivalent to having something in his hands. Are you still afraid that you would be disobedient?
When Chen Yang came to kill Yue Guangchen this time, there was another route he could take, which was to hibernate in the Black Prison City, quietly wait for Yue Guangchen to appear, and then kill him with one strike. Or, Chen Yang could also let Chen Fei
Rong went to inquire about Yue Guangchen's residence and so on.
But Chen Yang didn't do this, because he didn't want to kill Yue Guangchen quietly. He wanted to show off his edge that belonged to Tiandu Palace, and he wanted to use his own strength to wash away this shame. He didn't want to come quietly,
This is what Chen Yang is thinking.
Furthermore, there are too many uncertain factors in a rash assassination. Once it fails, it will be difficult to do it again. Chen Yang must ensure that nothing goes wrong. Therefore, he must now sneak into King Taishan to ensure that he knows himself and his enemy.
Chen Yang then started to recite, and what he was reciting was a piece of music by Tsangyang Gyatso.
"Whether you see me or not, I am right there, neither sad nor happy.
Whether you miss me or not, the love is there and never comes or goes.
Whether you love me or not, the love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Whether you follow me or not, my hand is in yours and I will never give up.
Come into my arms, or let me live in your heart.
Silence, love, silence, joy."
"Okay, what a poem!" An Zixuan said excitedly.
"Well, this is a poem." Chen Yang said. In modern times, it can be said to be a modern poem.
An Zixuan's eyes sparkled with excitement and he said, "Brother Lin, you are really a great talent, a great talent!"
Chen Yang laughed and said: "Actually, it's nothing. In our era, no matter how many talents we have, they are not as useful as our cultivation. If I rely on these poems to meet King Taishan, King Taishan probably won't read more.
I take a look. This era is a tragedy for our literati, so I would rather be a warrior!"
An Zixuan said: "Brother Lin, you are both civil and military, there is nothing difficult for you." Then he added: "Are there any love poems?"
Chen Yang said: "Of course there is, but you can't give it all to Miss Ning'er at once. Writing poetry is not as simple as drinking and eating!"
An Zixuan said, "Brother Lin, you are right." He paused and said, "But we have to plan carefully for tomorrow!"
Chen Yang said: "What's the problem? As long as you can make an appointment with Miss Ning'er tomorrow, I can make it happen for you."
An Zixuan smiled and said: "Originally, it takes a little effort to date Ning'er every time, but now that I have this love poem, it will definitely be no problem." He paused and then said: "Brother Lin, as long as you can help
I have successfully courted Ning'er, and from now on you will be my great benefactor, An Zixuan!"
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Mr. An, what you said is out of context, isn't it? If you can pursue Miss Ning'er, it has nothing to do with me. It's your fate, and it's also because of Miss Ning'er.
I have always liked you. I just pulled away the fig leaf between you."
An Zixuan felt very comfortable when he heard it, and he also burst out laughing.
At eight o'clock the next morning, An Zixuan arrived in front of King Taishan's city lord's palace, and he sent a greeting card inside.
After a while, a servant came out and said, "Master An, please come in."
An Zixuan followed the servant inside.
The city lord's palace naturally has unique scenery, with artificial lakes, willow trees, gardens, etc.
The weather was also fine today. An Zixuan directly found Song Ning in the pavilion in front of the small bridge and flowing water.
Song Ning wore a red shirt and looked very gorgeous and cute.
There was Song Ning's maid pretending to be next to her, and Song Ning was having breakfast.
Breakfast is millet porridge with stacks of exquisite side dishes.
Song Ning's eating appearance is very elegant.
"Ning'er!" An Zixuan walked into the pavilion and shouted happily.
Song Ning smiled slightly and said, "Zixuan, why are you here so early? Have you had breakfast? How about eating together?"
An Zixuan looked at the beautiful Song Ning. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Ning'er, you are so beautiful."
Song Ning blushed slightly and said, "Zixuan, you are becoming more and more glib." An Zixuan immediately called out Chong Tianqu, and he said, "This is not glib, but telling the truth!"
Song Ning said shyly: "Ignore you."
An Zixuan laughed, and he felt in his heart that Chen Yang's words really worked! He just had to be thicker-skinned.
