Among the six phantoms, who can compete with them? They broke through the small realms of two sects one after another, shocking everyone in the hall.
Even people like Liu Yan'er, who had followed Qing Ge for a long time and had become numb to it, were still stunned.
Looking at the eldest disciple again, he had a dull look on his face and was completely speechless. He just stared blankly at the empress on the dragon throne.
The two consecutive breakthroughs were unexpected by Qingge.
With the independent cultivation of Nether Flower fragments and evil aura, Qing Ge was just trying to forge his body and increase the speed of cultivation. He didn't expect the effect to be so good, and he made a breakthrough unknowingly.
There was absolutely no warning, even I was confused.
The Hall of Joy was completely silent, and there was no sound. They all had the same expression and the same eyes looking at Qingge.
Qing Ge laughed dryly, put his fist to his lips and let out a few light coughs. He raised his white and tender hands, lifted up the broken hair on his forehead, and explained: "I made a mistake. I didn't expect that I would break through now, otherwise I would have
Go to seclusion."
Everyone in the Hall of Joy said: "..." It's a good thing the empress didn't say this. As soon as she said this, everyone gnashed their teeth, became jealous, and became very jealous.
This person is really infuriating compared to other people. They practice hard, guard with trepidation when they break through the bottleneck, and count the days of retreat by counting the time.
She was good, she didn't expect a breakthrough at all... Qingge's eyes fell on the treasure advancement pill placed in the brocade box: "The quality and purity of this pill are both excellent. Master Lingxu is very thoughtful."
The eldest disciple smiled awkwardly and said: "The Empress praised me a lot. I have long heard that the Empress is famous. Ye Qingge is famous all over the world. When we meet today, it is true that the meeting is better than the rumors! This precious promotion pill is the entrustment of the master.
I bought it from the Ren tribe and it is an excellent treasure. I specially asked me to give it to the empress. I wish the empress a bright future and a long-lasting reputation."
"Master Lingxu is a kind gift. How can I turn you away? Liang Xiao, please accept this gift."
Qingge is not interested in this promotion pill. This promotion pill is indeed a rare elixir in the heaven of gods, but it is nothing in the Ren tribe's medicine temple.
Qingge is currently practicing with evil energy, and the other auxiliary elixirs are of little use, but in any case, if Liu Yaner and others take them, the effect will be very good.
Liang Xiao walked over and took the brocade box directly, with a smile on his face: "Master Lingxu is really generous, I admire you."
When the eldest disciple saw Qingge accepting the gift, he took advantage of the victory and pursued it. He put away the lady's fan again and bowed to salute: "East Emperor, my junior brothers and sisters..." "Oh?"
Qing Ge seemed to have suddenly thought of it, and said with a smile: "Go back and tell Master Lingxu that I know what Master Lingxu means. Master Lingxu is a famous person in Zhonglin Mountain. His disciples must be angry that such a disaster has happened, so I will give you this great gift."
, is to tell this emperor not to be merciful just because they are the disciples of Master Lingxu, but on the contrary, to be merciless.
I really admire Craftsman Lingxu’s righteous act of annihilating relatives. It seems that I still have a lot of status and need to consult and learn from Craftsman Lingxu.”
Yan Yan spoke softly and smiled. At this moment, she didn't have the aloofness and airs of the empress. She was extremely kind and gentle, with a smile on her face and eyes, and she was very lively. However, those words made the great disciple Lingxu unhappy.
The empress is eloquent and can quibble about right and wrong. Her eloquent mouth can confuse right and wrong and confuse right and wrong.
The eldest disciple's face became obviously ugly. He, who had always been eloquent, looked at the empress who smiled like a spring breeze, moved his thin lips, and swallowed all the words of defense in his stomach.
"Empress, you misunderstood, Master..." "No need to say any more..." Qingge's eyes turned red, and she sighed: "This emperor will personally mention the words for Master Lingxu as a return gift!"
After saying this, Qingge wrote four big characters: "I don't recognize my relatives."
After the ink is dry, press the Dongzhou Seal, roll up the rice paper, and tie it with a red fiber rope.
Liang Xiao took this thing and gave it to the eldest disciple.
"I also ask you to pass this gift to Master Lingxu. If Master Lingxu is free, you must come to my Dongzhou for a cup of good tea."
The song is sincere and sincere.
The eldest disciple took the gift, walked out of the Joy Hall inexplicably, and returned to Zhonglin Mountain in a daze.
When the master craftsman Lingxu opened the wrapped rice paper and saw the four big Chinese characters written with strong strokes of dragon and phoenix, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The four characters "disown your relatives" were splashed with a mouthful of bright red blood, which made it look sad.
The eldest disciple turned pale with fright, and hurriedly supported Master Lingxu: "Master..." Bang! Master Lingxu hit the eldest disciple on the cheek with a backhand palm, causing the eldest disciple to fall to the ground on his back.
Her pretty face was suddenly bruised and swollen.
The eldest disciple knelt down in panic and fear, lowered his head, and said weakly: "The empress of Dongzhou is good at sophistry, and her tongue is as eloquent as a singer. Dongzhou is the empress's territory. I will bring the master's meaning to her."
, I can’t argue about winning or losing, I didn’t bring honor to Master, so I ask Master to atone for my sins!”
Master Lingxu gasped for air, his old face was full of wrinkles, he gritted his teeth and glared at his eldest disciple, looking like he hated him.
"You six junior brothers are all older than the empress, but you are also the proud disciples of an old man. You can't even play with a country girl.
You have always been famous for your eloquence, why did you become speechless in front of that empress?
Even if she is gifted with a genius, she is still a human being, and as long as she is a human being, she will have her own shortcomings, and I hope you will replace her. Now it seems like an old fool's dream."
Craftsman Lingxu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. It took half a day to calm down, and he sat on a chair and drank the fire-removing herbal tea filled by the book boy.
"Master, Dong Emperor is a man who sticks to his word and is by no means an ordinary person. He doesn't care at all about Master's status in Zhonglin Mountain, nor is he afraid of offending King Zhonglin.
In a few days, Junior Sister Mu and the others will be killed in Dongzhou, and Master must save them!"
The eldest disciple said anxiously, kowtowing hurriedly.
"Master, I know."
Master Lingxu put down the tea cup and threw it on the table. The whole table trembled. The eldest disciple lowered his head, fearful and did not dare to say any more.
Master Lingxu walked out of the room and came to the training ground. In the center was a diagram of Yin Yang, Qian Kun, and Master Lingxu. When Master Lingxu stood in the center, he saw the earth trembling and a huge boulder coming out of the ground.
He closed his eyes, his white hair was fluttering, he put his hands together and made a seal, and muttered something in his mouth, as if he was whispering ancient terminology.
After a while, the stone chips on the surface of the boulder fell off and turned into a sculpture of an entwined dragon and phoenix.
Lingxu took off the wooden wrench in his hand and placed it on the dragon's eyes of the sculpture. The dragon's eyes reflected a strange purple light, and the sculpture's body deformed and twisted again, turning into a door to the void.
Master Lingxu crossed the gate of the void, came to a special space, and walked down the steps like tree branches.
Under a circle of branches, there is a house made of intertwined trees and vines, with a scarred old man sitting beside a bed of tree vines.
The old man's ankles were entangled in vines. As long as the old man walked out of the room, the vines would shrink until they broke his ankles.
At this time, the vines had already cut some of the flesh, and the old man realized what was going on and had no intention of going out.
The old man had unkempt hair and dirty clothes, and his clothes were stained with dried dark brown blood.
The messy and blood-stained white hair hangs in front of his face, covering his original appearance.
Crunch, crunch.
When Master Lingxu walked down the branch stairs, the branches swayed slightly and made a strange sound.
Walking up to the old man, Master Lingxu let out a slightly hoarse laugh: "Old friend, long time no see."
The old man sat and did not move again.
"It's really sad, things are different and people are different, and the few words are unclear."
Master Lingxu filled a glass of old wine.
The old man still remained motionless.
"Dongdi is looking for you everywhere. Tell me why she is looking for you. I sent my disciples to go to the dungeon where you were detained to find out. Only then did I find out that you actually left four big characters on the ground with blood instead of ink."
Master Lingxu handed the wine glass to the old man: "Kong Kong, you were not like this before. Aren't those people all your enemies? You were actually afraid that the empress would be killed and informed you of the danger.
Empty, you really disappoint me."
"Why, don't you even drink with your old friends?"
Master Lingxu asked.
Empty and motionless.
"Ha--" Master Lingxu raised his hand, turned his wrist slightly, and pointed the mouth of the cup down. The wine splashed on Kong's head, and the white hair on his head was soaked.
"I am already a useless person, what's the point of you keeping me here?"
Kong Kong finally spoke: "If you are worried that I will tell the secret to the empress, why don't you kill me with one knife?"
"What are you talking about? We have been old friends for many years. How can we kill each other?"
Craftsman Lingxu smiled: "Don't you hate Kong Kong? You have loved her for twenty years, and her heart has always been with Ye Jingfeng. Are you going to let it go?"
Kong Kong raised his hand tremblingly and pushed away the hair covering his face, revealing an old face.
Every time I mention Yan Bingtong, my empty and still heart finally feels stirred and stirred up.
He closed his eyes in pain and emptiness, holding on to the tattered clothes with his lowered hands.
During this period of time, he had been locked in this place in the dark. Gradually, he understood Yan Bingtong's pain.
He still remembered what Qing Ge said in Dongzhou Dungeon.
If there were no such grievances and if he was a charitable person, the two children would call him "Uncle Kong" when they saw him.
"What do you want from me?"
Kong asked in a trembling voice.
"Do what you are good at.
Recently, there are vague signs of strength in the Eastern Emperor Purple Star, and it seems that there is help from noble people.
If the Purple Star is not completely swallowed up, the Green Star cannot rise.
I have found a powerful Celestial Master who can help you."
Master Lingxu said.
"Is it the fate of the star..." Kong Kong asked again: "Where is the doll?"
Master Lingxu patted the old hand, and a long door appeared on the side of the stone wall.
The stone door opened, and two men in black walked in pushing a prison cart.
The iron prison cell of the prison car is made of special iron. The girl inside the prison cell is extremely beautiful.
A pair of dark eyes, like the light of stars, and a head of silver-white hair, like an elf coming on the wind.
Kong Kong's pupils tightened, his hands trembled, and even his lips trembled: "It looks like... it really looks like..." "No, it doesn't look like..." Craftsman Lingxu said with satisfaction: "She is the empress, there is no such thing as a resemblance.
"
Craftsman Lingxu spread his hands and walked to the prison car emotionally. He slowly calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, who are you...?"
"The Empress of Dongzhou, Ye Qingge."
The woman in the prison car is wearing a beautiful red dress and has an ethereal voice.
Master Lingxu clapped his hands excitedly, jumping for joy like a child, and even jumped on the ground a few times.
"Perfect, perfect, really perfect.
You are my most perfect handicraft!"
Craftsman Lingxu suddenly grabbed two iron pillars, buried his face in the gap and looked at the woman with wide eyes.
The empress looked at him indifferently, coldly and lazily, with a smile on her red lips: "You, an old thing, are also dictating to me?"
Hearing this, Master Lingxu became even more excited.
Master Lingxu was overjoyed. He came to Kong Kong's side and grabbed Kong Kong's wrinkled hand: "See, this is more than just a statue. This is Ye Qingge, the empress! From now on, the entire Qinglian will be crawling.
At my feet!"
Master Lingxu let out a harsh and exaggerated laugh.
Kong Kong looked at the woman in the prison car, slightly dazed, which coincided with the Ye Qingge in his memory.
Kong lowered his eyes and his limbs felt cold.
This doll was so similar that even he couldn't tell the difference, which was really scary.