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Chapter 201 Drunken into the underworld

 Suzaku has dominated the world for so many years. As the big devil that everyone is afraid of, he is truly knowledgeable and calm.

She originally thought that if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, she would not be shocked to the point of despair.

But her mind was really blank at this moment.

In this situation, if a new member of the Four Symbol Sect were to come, even if it was Xia Chi Chi, the shock would not be as severe as that of Suzaku. Maybe others in the Four Symbol Sect would think that this is probably the inheritance of the Night Emperor, and they can just bow to him after receiving his head.

But Suzaku's understanding was different.

As a great master of the generation, Suzaku is one of the most powerful people in the world. There are few people in the world who can match her understanding of martial arts. Especially in terms of understanding of the Four Symbols Sect, not even Xuanwu can say that he can definitely defeat her.

One chip.

In Suzaku's mind, he never even thought that such a thing would happen.

Even if Xia Longyuan's inheritance has the courage to embrace hundreds of rivers and stars, he cannot call the stars to harmonize so easily. You must know that the martial arts system of each star is different. Not to mention that Xia Longyuan is only the best in this world, even the last one.

There are not many people in the era who can do this. The only one Suzaku knows is Ye Di.

If he could really do this, Xia Longyuan could just come to the Four Elephants Sect and say that he was the leader, which would make people fall to their knees. It would be as easy to recruit the Four Elephants Sect as to eat. How could it be like this?

At most, Xia Longyuan had the appearance of Qinglong, which led Chichi's mother to think that he was the Holy Son of Qinglong. This could not be the case now.

And if it is the inheritance of Emperor Ye, it is possible to achieve this. However, in Zhuque's understanding, even if Emperor Ye himself wants to achieve this, it cannot be achieved by practicing martial arts for half a year and only at the fourth level of the entrance.

of.

After practicing martial arts for half a year, how many kinds of martial arts has he seen?

Even if you have seen all the martial arts in the world, how much can you understand the cultivation of the fourth level of Xuan Guan?

Why can he do this?

I can't understand it at all.

What if, what if he is really the descendant of the Night Emperor, or even the reincarnation of the Night Emperor? Then what should we say?

Kneel down?

Fortunately, the face could not be seen under the mask. Zhao Changhe only felt that Suzaku was shocked, but he did not expect that she was so shocked that she lost her mind. Seeing her silence for a long time, he said: "It seems that His Holiness doesn't know much about me either."

This situation?"

"Uh... um." Suzaku muttered in a daze.

Zhao Changhe said: "I don't think you need to worry about it, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's intention was originally very simple. He wanted to give me a little sweetener and let me know the benefits of joining the religion. He also wanted to see if I was suitable for the Four Symbols teaching method.

, study what position I can get if I join the church. Right?"

"Hmm..." Suzaku was still distracted.

"It's hard to say whether I'm suitable now, but at least I know the benefits of joining the religion." Zhao Changhe stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice. This set of methods can greatly solve the difficult problem of my inner strength cultivation, regardless of whether

I am still grateful to you for joining the religion, and I owe you this favor."

Suzaku finally came to his senses, and secretly thought that if you are not suitable for the cultivation methods of this religion, the secret method of the holy religion that helps you break through should also be recycled. How can you let it go out for nothing?

How to recycle it? Just kill it and recycle it. The Demon Cult is never polite to you when doing things.

Zhao Changhe has never thought that Suzaku, who had frequent discussions with him, had a back-up plan to kill someone just a moment ago.

But at this moment, it's all gone.

Not to mention killing people, Suzaku was already thinking about whether he should kneel down. When he knelt down, he had to confess that he had murderous intentions.

No, this matter must be discussed with Xuanwu. I can't make a final decision myself. Before contacting Xuanwu, I must continue to observe what is going on!

Suzaku took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "Zhao Changhe is a person who can remember human feelings, I believe that. But this skill is not a permanent solution after all. Trying to expand your meridians is the fundamental."

"I see."

"In this case, there is no need to mention the condition of finding a Taoist companion. Let's leave this matter as it is. Your situation is very strange, and I have to think about it a little more."

After Zhuque finished speaking, he simply ran away for his life.

If she didn't leave to calm down, she was simply afraid that she wouldn't dare to look at each other if she stayed any longer.

Zhao Changhe did not expect that Zhuque would be so outrageous in his heart. At this time, he was also confused about his situation.

It's a pity that this method of teaching the spirit platform to teach the martial arts is too high-end. Zhao Changhe doesn't know how to present it to the heavenly book for analysis, and he doesn't even know what to write in the dictation...

In his own mind, this situation that even Suzaku couldn't understand must have something to do with his long-term relationship with the Book of Heaven.

After all, this page of the Heavenly Book was originally controlled by the Night Emperor, and it is inextricably linked to the Four Symbols Sect. However, it is quite possible that it is the source of the Four Symbols Sect's exercises. I have been in the Heavenly Book for a long time, and have a comprehensive view of the world's martial arts.

In terms of perspective, is it possible that it corresponds to the starry sky?

From this point of view, it is not too much to say that he is a descendant of the Night Emperor. Of course, Zhao Changhe dare not say that. Whether it is for this reason is not sure at all. The probability of being killed and taking the treasure is far greater than the probability of bowing down.

From this point of view, now that we are done, we should go to the Ancient Sword Lake again to see what else we find in the sword room and meet old friends by the way.

Exploring the secrets of the era and solving the riddles of the Book of Heaven are actually much more important to Zhao Changhe than the Wang family's troubles... If it weren't for Chi Chi Yangyang being here, there would be no need to care about what the Wang family is doing.

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Zhao Changhe stood still for a moment, and the inner family's fifth-level zhenqi, which he had just broken through, slowly condensed and merged into the qi and blood around him, turning into evil spirits and surging.

The routine operation of Liuhe Magical Technique to boost Blood Evil Technique...

Why have you been in no hurry for so long, but suddenly want to make a breakthrough in the past few days?

Wang Daozhong had just witnessed that he was still a player at the fourth level of his inner family and the fifth level of his outer family. In the blink of an eye, they had reached a different level. I believe no one could have predicted it.

The sixth level of blood evil skill is at this moment.

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Time passed by and the birthday banquet of Wang Zhaoling, the prince of the Wang family, finally arrived.

The banquet was causing quite a stir during this period. The Wang family sent people around to look for the people on the Qianlong List. Even though they were arrogant and domineering when inviting people, others who accepted the invitation had to be "weighed and assessed" before they were eligible to attend the banquet. Public opinion suddenly

There was an uproar and the world looked at him with side eyes.

Especially under the premise that the barbarians invaded and Maitreya rebelled, the bandits and bandits from all over the country were even more divided, and there were countless people. The whole country was in chaos. Maybe tomorrow all the barbarians would enter the border, and the day after tomorrow Maitreya would go north.

The fact that there is such a leisurely mood at this time really makes the knowledgeable people in the world shake their heads.

Some people think that the aristocratic family members are just so arrogant, domineering and mentally retarded, and there is nothing special about them.

There are also people who have the same view as Gui Chen, thinking that the Wang family is trying to test the world's hearts.

But no matter whether they were insensitive or angry, no one said "no" to the Wang family.

There was silence in the court, and everyone was calm. Tang Wanzhuang, who was fighting against Maitreya in Jinling, shook his head and said nothing when asked about it. The invited Qianlongs, except Han Wubing who could not find anyone, etc.

, and Tang Buqi Wan Dongliu, who had important matters to attend to, all the others were invited.

Well, that's what the Wang family said. As for whether the ones who didn't come were not found, or they just refused to come, no one knows.

Outside the Langya Prince's Mansion, countless people from all over the world came to watch the excitement and gathered around three floors inside and three floors outside, mainly to guess who would come, and some people even opened a lottery for this purpose.

Judging from this lively and exciting scene, no one would have imagined that this is a country that is in turmoil due to internal and external troubles.

"It's coming, it's coming!" There was a murmur on the street.

A young Taoist priest and a man carrying a broad sword walked into the city side by side, talking and laughing. When they saw the crowds of people on the street who were paying attention to them, their expressions froze.

What kind of battle is this?

But I heard someone say: "That's Taoist Master Xuanchong of Taishan, whom I met once."

"Qianlong tenth!"

"Of course he will come. Mount Tai is in the neighboring county. If you don't look up, you can see him when he looks down."

"Then the guy next to him, this knife... shouldn't be one of those who are just learning to play these days, right?"

"This is not nonsense, this is going to a banquet with Qianlong and walking with Xuanchong! Who else can there be but a true bloodthirsty Shura?"

As soon as these four words came out, the scene actually went cold, and some people looked frightened.

Zhao Changhe was speechless. Do I have such a cruel reputation?

Xuanchong was also speechless: "Everyone, fellow folks in my hometown, stop watching. What's so good about this?"

The Jianghu man who had met him once said with a smile: "Taoist Master, we didn't come here just to see who would come to the banquet."

"Huh? Why is that?"

The man pointed at the door of the Wang family's house at the end of the road: "Have you seen it, Taoist Priest? The door is closed. It's such a heavy solid wood door. It would be embarrassing to have to knock it open or crack it open. The Wang family seems to be asking the guests to show off their Qinggong skills.

It looks like we are all here to observe Qianlong Qinggong."

Xuan Chong's face didn't look good.

Did the Wang family go too far and really treat Qianlong as a monkey?

Turning around to look at Zhao Changhe, he saw that the man had already grasped the handle of the knife and looked like he was about to slam the door.

Everyone looked like they were in for a good show, when a drunken man in ragged clothes stumbled over behind them. He turned around and almost bumped into Xuan Chong.

Xuan Chong kindly helped me: "Brother, drink less when you're so drunk."

The drunkard still held a wine gourd in his hand. He took another sip after hearing this, and continued to stumble forward, muttering incomprehensibly: "There is wine in life. You must be drunk. How can a drop of it reach the nine springs..."

Look, the road is no longer clear. If I drink more, I can go directly to Jiuquan...

"Hey!" A passer-by kindly tried to pull him away: "Brother, the door to the Wang family's house is in front of you. It's closed. It's closed. Hey!"

The man rushed forward to avoid the pull of the kind-hearted person, but he became even more unsteady. He hooked his foot on the steps and flew forward. His head was about to hit the door.

People all showed expressions that they couldn't bear to witness.

There was a "bang", and the man's head really came into close contact with the door.

However, the expected bloodshed did not come. Instead, the bolt behind the door broke and the door opened.

The drunk man touched his head and continued to stagger inside: "It turns out it's really a house... I thought dogs lived here and they were blocking people from entering..."

The Wang family guards inside the door looked at each other, but they didn't stop them. Instead, someone ran in quickly to ask for instructions on what to do now... Why did they block the door? The first person was the first person, and the door was broken...

The streets were filled with silence.

Someone quietly asked: "Who is that?"

"Who else could it be? It can only be the former Qianlong No. 4 and now the No. 2 Situ Xiao."

Zhao Changhe released the hilt of the knife and smiled brilliantly: "Just for this scene, this trip is worth it!"


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