Chapter 169 The provocation of Tianjiao of the Imperial State
The ancient sect forces from the Western Territory, Southern Territory, and Northern Wilderness have all come, leaving only the Eastern Territory.
According to the past, Dongtu did not interfere in the affairs of the outside world, so no one cared about it.
The Feast of the Hundred Meridians will not begin until about seven years. During this period, some people can meditate in seclusion, while others cannot rest.
"Fellow Taoists have come from afar, why don't you get together to have a drink and talk about Taoism?"
The ancestor of a certain force in the imperial state showed his face and spread the news to all walks of life.
"My Taoist friends invite you, how can you refuse?"
The powerful guardians of the Eighteen Meridians of Western Xinjiang showed their true bodies and headed to an elegant mansion on the west side of Baichen Star.
“Go and see!”
The powerful men from Lihua Palace in the Southern Region and its surrounding forces also set out one after another.
"Walk."
The invitation from the heroes of the Imperial State was difficult for everyone in the Northern Wilderness to refuse, so except for the elders who were sitting in charge, the other powerful men were left to go forward side by side.
This feast is a competition between young people, and it also gives the older generation a chance to test each other.
A series of terrifying pressures streaked across the starry sky, making the young people who came here to attend the feast tremble in their hearts. They looked up into the distance, believing that one day they could reach this point.
In the elegant building of the Immortal Mansion, the people sitting together tasting wine were all Mahayana monks.
Even those who are in the nine realms of transcending tribulation are not qualified to sit down.
People from various states sat together and helped each other. There were waves of compliments in the elegant building, which was very hypocritical.
A group of old foxes are drinking and chatting. On the surface, they are very polite and get along well with each other, but in fact, there is an undercurrent. If they say the wrong thing, they may start a war.
Some young and energetic talents in the imperial state could no longer hold back and wanted to compete with their peers in other states.
"Tianfu Villa, Zhao Qingping, I have met all of you fellow Taoists."
A young man in blue robes walked out of a magnificent warship. He was eight feet tall and majestic. He took one step forward and crossed tens of thousands of miles across the void. He glanced at the surrounding starry sky and raised his hands in salute.
Despite Zhao Qingping's polite attitude, the arrogance in his eyes could not be concealed.
It was obvious that he had some disdain for practitioners outside the imperial state.
In short, it is looked down upon.
"The feast of Baimai has not started yet. In order to pass the time, I would like to learn the abilities of my fellow Taoists. Who dares to fight?"
There are nine regions in the empire and thirty-six sects, ranking first-rate.
Tianfu Villa is one of the thirty-six sects.
Zhao Qingping's talent is extremely high, even in Tianfu Villa.
This move may have been instigated by others, or it may have been Zhao Qingping's original intention. However, Zhao Qingping would definitely not dare to do this without the permission of his elders.
The monks from various states were silent, not wanting to stand out.
"Are you all so cowardly?"
After receiving no response for a long time, Zhao Qingping used his mysterious skills, and the sound spread countless miles and fell into the ears of everyone.
Still no one spoke, leaving Zhao Qingping alone.
Zhao Qingping thought for a while and decided to aim at the target.
Therefore, Zhao Qingping looked in the direction of the Northern Wilderness forces, took a few steps forward, and raised his voice: "I have heard that there are outstanding people in the Northern Wilderness, which comrade dares to compete with me?"
The forces of the Eighteen Lines of Western Xinjiang are very united. If you offend one person, you will offend the entire Western Xinjiang.
This move is inappropriate.
In the Southern Territory, the Ewha Palace is in charge, and they act more rigorously and are not easy to deal with.
After much deliberation, Zhao Qingping naturally set his sights on Beihuang.
In the eyes of the world, Beihuang is very chaotic inside. There is no one powerful person who can lead the overall situation, and it is easy to defeat them one by one.
"No one dares to fight in the Northern Wilderness." Zhao Qingping sighed, pretending to be regretful, and his words were somewhat sarcastic: "Since ancient times, there have been many outstanding people in the Northern Wilderness. I don't know where this sentence came from. Maybe it's the following.
You heard it wrong!”
With that said, Zhao Qingping made as if to leave.
Since no one in Beihuang came forward, Zhao Qingping couldn't just knock on the door! In that case, the situation would change. It would not be a discussion, but a feud.
Although Zhao Qingping, as a member of the imperial state, is not afraid of these things, he still has to consider the issue of face, and he must not let the blame fall in front of the heroes of the world.
The warship of Piaomiao Palace.
"Brother Chen, you won't take action?"
Changsun Fengye looked at Zhao Qingping standing in the starry sky with an indifferent expression, turned his head and whispered.
"Oh, he's just a clown. If you take it seriously, you'll lose."
Chen Qingyuan didn't care about this.
"The purpose of Dizhou's move is to test the depth of our younger generation in the Northern Wilderness, so that we can take corresponding precautions when the Hundred Meridians Feast begins."
Wu Junyan told the reason for Zhao Qingping's actions.
"Many people understand this truth, but the finger is pointed at our Northern Wilderness. If we don't go to war, we will lose face."
Changsun Qian snorted coldly, wanting to take her long ax and strike directly at Zhao Qingping, who was shouting in the distance. However, Changsun Fengye stopped her, so she had to give up.
As Chen Qingyuan said, when faced with the provocation of a clown, you don’t have to take it seriously.
"Face?" Chen Qingyuan smiled disapprovingly: "Can it be used as food?"
Hearing this, Changsun Qian froze on the spot, not knowing how to reply.
Changsun Fengye and Wu Junyan looked at each other in unison, and both showed a smile, with indifferent expressions.
Since they met Chen Qingyuan, they have understood many things in the secular world. In the past, even if they could withstand such provocation, they would still feel very unhappy, unlike now.
"etc!"
Suddenly, an evil sound sounded.
Zhao Qingping, who was about to turn around and leave, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked along the sound.
A young man dressed in simple cloth held a five-foot-long black sword in his left hand.
"Who is this person?"
Chen Qingyuan glanced at it, feeling very unfamiliar.
"Chang Ziqiu, a very scary newcomer." Changsun Qian knew this person, her eyebrows were solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "Back then, the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness challenged their peers, and he defeated a certain top ten genius within a hundred moves.
, to become famous.”
"It's really not easy to defeat the enemy with a hundred moves!"
Chen Qingyuan became interested and his eyes sparkled.
None of the people who can be listed as the top ten are good. However, Chang Ziqiu can defeat one of the top ten geniuses in just a hundred moves, which is enough to illustrate his ability.
Chang Ziqiu was one of the newly elected top ten heroes. He was born in a poor family. Many forces in the Northern Wilderness extended an olive branch to him. He chose one force at random and successfully came to the Imperial State.
"If you want to fight, then fight."
Chang Ziqiu has come from the lowest level to what he is today, and his talent and temperament are naturally excellent in all aspects. He is wearing a simple cloth, which makes him look a bit awkward and out of place in this bright place of competition.
"Send your name?"
Zhao Qingping put on a condescending look, looked at Chang Ziqiu with scrutinizing eyes, and didn't pay much attention to it.
"If you can handle ten of my swords, I will tell you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Ziqiu drew his sword out of its sheath.
Qiang——
With a sword roar, the terrifying sword intention burst out from his body, rushing towards Zhao Qingping like a rolling wave, with overwhelming force and unstoppable force.