"Old Wang, do you think this battle would be so exciting if the second brother was here too?"
Wang Junchen took out 18 jars of wine in one breath and placed them in a mess on the floor. Zhao Chu opened the mud seal and drank heavily. Within a few seconds, the jar of wine had reached the bottom.
He wiped the remaining wine from the corners of his mouth fiercely, as if he had wiped away countless sorrows.
When I saw Ji Dongyuan again, I saw him from afar and became Hu Sanye's slave.
But this is good news. At least Zhao Chu knows where he is and where to look for him.
As for Teacher Ze Yanhua, he asked everyone.
During this period of time, every time I went to a city, I had to inquire about it. Even Jing Qingsu of the Purple Guard had no news.
It was as if the world had evaporated, and this feeling made it even more desperate.
"Old Wang, get the wine! From this jar, we respect the second brother!"
Without allowing any further explanation, Zhao Chu threw it directly at Wang Junchen.
Wang Junchen nodded, ignoring the repeated winks from the elders of the Zihai Sect, flicking his white robe and walked back to Zhao Chu. He sat cross-legged and sat down on the blood-stained bluestone platform. After touching the altar, he raised his head and drank wildly.
At this moment, the whole world was silent.
The headmaster of the Zihai Sect frowned. The emperor was conferring awards on the meritorious officials. Everyone has not yet stood up to express gratitude. As a minister, you actually ignored the majesty of the emperor. This is almost equivalent to a serious crime of rebellion.
As for that Zhao Chu, it was even more unbelievable.
The great Emperor Qing Gu gave his golden words to marry the Ninth Princess Qing Xuan Le. Why don't you thank me?
Qingxuanle has been the proud daughter of heaven since she was a child. She is just 29 years old now and is already a powerful Golden Elixir on the North Star List. She will have the opportunity to aspire to Nascent Soul in the future. How many princes in the imperial court dream of becoming a Taoist couple and marrying a fairy back to the palace.
You, Zhao Chu, turned a blind eye and only immersed yourself in drinking.
audacious in the extreme.
Not to mention ignoring the Ninth Princess, people were shocked to find that even the Qinggu Emperor did not take a serious look at Zhao Chu after his return. The Supreme Being of the Qinggu Kingdom was not even as important as the jar of wine in front of him.
Arrogant!
It turns out that Zhao Chu, the 40,000 demon, never took Qinggu Imperial Court seriously from beginning to end.
Of course, behind him, a group of people with black robes flying and hunting sounds, all of them looked indifferent, and they had never knelt down to worship the emperor, and regarded the ancient imperial power as dust.
Afterwards, many people felt envious again.
This is the confidence!
This is the courage to disobey the mighty emperor!
Now that the Tianci Sect has a Nascent Soul leader, they have the right to talk to the Qinggu Kingdom on an equal footing. The people of the Tianci Sect are no longer subject to the discipline of the Qinggu Kingdom.
…
Inside the imperial court.
Everyone was as silent as a chill, even Qing Xuanyun frowned.
The elders of the Central Academy were stunned on the spot, their faces ashen.
In his hands, he had even drafted the wedding edict. The bright red imperial edict was entwined with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and the red clouds swirled in endless pursuit, just like a pair of mandarin ducks and colorful butterflies flying together.
In accordance with the emperor's will, this edict is the highest standard of the Qinggu Kingdom, and is no weaker than the prince's choice of concubine.
Others were equally stunned.
They couldn't figure out what the Forty Thousand Demon Zhao Chu was thinking in his mind.
Yes, he is very good.
But at such a young age and being so arrogant, he has lost some of his skills and does not know what is good and what is good.
You must know that what you are facing is, after all, the great emperor of the Qinggu Kingdom, one of the supreme beings of the Northern Realm who overlooks the common people.
…
Above Qinglin City!
Within the light curtain, the emperor closed his eyes slightly and sighed deeply.
For 400 years, no one in Qinggu dared to refute him. Not to mention that he was now in the Nascent Soul Holy Realm. Even if Qingtianyi had been refining Qi from his spiritual veins and building foundation pills all the way, he would not be arrogant in that realm. Who would dare not to compare him with others?
Keep it in mind.
But today.
Qingtian is easily ignored.
It's more irritating than shouting, being disobedient, and roaring.
The great emperor of a country, in front of a Qi Refining Realm, was as invisible as air.
This is simply a shame.
"Wang Junchen, what are you causing trouble? Come back quickly!"
The headmaster of Zihai Sect secretly gave Wang Junchen a wink.
Unfortunately, the latter was completely indifferent.
He and Zhao Chu exchanged cups and drank jar after jar of strong wine.
What a best friend!
What a brother!
The same unruly blood flows in our bones, so we are shocking, so we are the sedan chair of the times.
Follow the rules.
Feel sorry!
Can’t learn!
At this moment, the whole world was silent.
In Zhao Chu, they saw a proud man who could break through the sky. It seemed that no country could suppress him.
"Zhao Chu, you currently have Shen Fusheng behind you. One day, Shen Fusheng will not be able to protect you. Why are you so arrogant?"
One of the eight major sects said angrily.
If you are not envied by others, you are mediocre.
Some people admire Zhao Chu's courage and strength, while others maliciously slander him and even belittle him everywhere.
"It's just luck. If it were any other person, if Shen Fu was promoted as a master, he wouldn't be afraid of the emperor!"
"Without luck, he's not worth mentioning."
"..."
Afterwards, many geniuses agreed.
They were jealous in their hearts, but they repeatedly belittled him with their mouths.
Those pairs of pupils burning with the flames of jealousy seemed to be able to pull Zhao Chu off the altar and stand on the same level as himself, so that he could be satisfied.
"If one day, Shen Fusheng is unable to protect Zhao Chu, he will no longer need protection. On that day, Zhao Chu will already be Nascent Soul!"
In the center of the crowd, one person looked at Zhao Chu and Wang Junchen with envy.
He is He Jianggui.
The peerless genius who lives in the shadow of all the spirits, people only pay attention to Zhao Chu's extraordinary, only pay attention to Wang Junchen who has furiously killed the foundation-building demon.
But he didn't notice that a young man without spiritual qualifications had broken through the ninth level of Qi Refining and reached the pinnacle of youth.
If it weren't for the dazzling talent of this generation, the endless emergence of spiritual bodies, and the forty thousand demon Zhao Chu, he would definitely be the one who stands out among the others.
"He Jianggui, what you said is arrogant. Zhao Chu defeated ten cities in a row, all because of General Hu Nanyang's eight golden elixirs. He just occupied the emptiness inside the Demon Realm!"
"That's right, the Demon Realm is empty, and other geniuses can do the same thing!"
Some geniuses from the Eight Sects are still arguing.
Even some geniuses can find out some of Zhao Chu's mistakes in the Demon Realm.
I didn't race against time, and missed all kinds of opportunities for some unimportant details. When analyzed, it looked decent.
Hearing this, many people nodded seriously.
Looking back, it seems so.
If I had a demon talisman in my hand, I would definitely be able to do better than Zhao Chu, and even destroy 12 demon cities.
"Hmph, what a vicious perspective!"
He Jianggui burst out laughing after hearing these noble principles.
"He Jianggui, I know that you and Zhao Chu are both from the same generation of Forty Thousand Demons, but don't think of him as a myth. If you raise him too high, he will easily fall to death!"
A senior fellow from the Eight Great Sects, his face was filled with serious words.
They were all experts in the rankings of various sects, but in this battle they became unknowns. Of course they felt a little uncomfortable.
"Others succeed by luck, but you succeed by strength. If others fail, they deserve it, but if you fail, it's due to bad luck. No matter how you are reasonable, no matter how you are right, double standards are as immovable as a mountain!"
"General Hu Nanyang goes to the Demon Realm. You can fight for it. Why doesn't anyone come forward?"
"No wonder you have been practicing in the sect for nearly ten years, but you are still wasting your time at the eighth level of Qi refining, with the lifelong goal of building a foundation. Your thinking of not seeing the good things of others is really pitiful, ridiculous, and pathetic to the point of being hopeless."
He Jianggui sneered, and for the first time, he turned around and walked towards Zhao Chu:
"Do you know that the generation of Forty Thousand Demons, who are 10 years younger than you, now have five people at the ninth level of Qi Refining, who can build the foundation at any time. Do you know that Zhao Chu, the Forty Thousand Demons, was the weakest and most miserable one back then?
.Have you ever known that the five people who have left you behind long ago all had a good relationship with Zhao Chu."
"Perhaps in a few years, I will congratulate you all for breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm. But by then, I may already have a Golden Core!"
Shaking his head, he left a wave of waves on his back.
Although I am just a humble star under the bright moon, this star will one day shine with dazzling luster.
"Would you mind opening your mouth?"
Walking to Zhao Chu and Wang Junchen, He Jianggui smiled.
"What nonsense!"
Zhao Chu flicked his sleeve and a jar of wine was thrown into He Jianggui's hand.
These are comrades who have fought side by side since Wuhui City, and are already old acquaintances.
"He Jianggui, what are you doing?"
The elder of the Qingmu Sect quickly scolded him.
Wang Junchen is a spirit body, and his sins can be redeemed. Who are you, how dare you disobey the emperor.
"Brother, I want to accompany you!"
In the distance, Huang Lingling stubbornly turned her head and walked towards Zhao Chu.
Zhao Chu rejected Qing Xuan Le, which made her happy. Although she knew Qing Xuan Le was a good match, she was still happy.
"Huang Lingling, Blood Refining Military Camp, military discipline is supreme."
An elder scolded in a low voice.
"I don't care, senior brother is more important than military discipline!"
Huang Lingling's figure disappeared.
At this time, five more people came over.
Although Liu Yueyue is a woman, when she raises her neck, she is like an altar.
They stood at the feet of the great emperor and disobeyed the majesty.
They are deviant from the traditional ways and have no fear of the strict etiquette and the superiority of the imperial way.
This generation is unruly.
This generation is called the Forty Thousand Demons!
Dry!
Sitting cross-legged in a pile, not afraid of the shock of the world, the group of people were like friends gathering together, exchanging cups and cups, laughing from time to time, how heroic and heroic they were under the emperor's glare.
“I really envy the freedom and ease of this generation.”
Not far away, Hu Nanyang's pupils flickered.
What an enviable deviant. Their generation lived under strict etiquette and were exhausted all their lives.
…
"Zhao Chu, I think you have made great achievements in forging the ancient cannon, and you guys have also made great achievements on the battlefield. I forgive your disrespect. But you turned a blind eye to my marriage grant. Don't you even look down on Qingxuanle?"
Emperor Qinggu was still kind before, but his last words were a bit cold.
The distant horizon.
As the emperor spoke, there was already cold air drifting from his lips. It was obviously summer, but it gave people the illusion of being in a freezing cold weather.
"Zhao Chu, plead guilty and repent, the emperor is giving you a chance!"
An elder from the Blood Refining Camp quickly reminded him.
Everyone knows it.
This is what Emperor Qinggu gave Zhao Chu. As long as he makes up any reason, even if he says he is too tired from fighting, he will get the raw materials.
This is the emperor's compromise.
For the first time in 400 years, Qingtianyi compromised.
…
"Father, since others don't want to marry me, how despicable I Qingxuanle is, do I still need to ask him?"
At this moment, in another light curtain, there was a green light and a cold light flashed.
Qing Xuanle's peerless face had a cold expression. She swung the green sword in her palm, and the cold light flashed. The bright red wedding edict with auspicious dragons and phoenixes was chopped into two pieces.
The dragon is alone.
Phoenix bones are stubborn.
If they don't get married, they will become enemies.
Qing Xuanle had been proud all his life, and for the first time today, his delicate body trembled.
For the first time, I felt ashamed and angry.
The bright and cheerful red on the wedding edict was like an ugly devil, mocking me for being shameless.
When I was promised to Bai Zhuoyue, my heart was as calm as water.
On that day, I only regarded this good skin as a tool for Qinggu's rise, so I could marry that kind of trash.
But today is the first time that I, Qingxuanle, have been tempted.
Today is also the first time that I, Qingxuanle, have been rejected.
From front to back, from soul to skin, it was a kind of utter disregard.
Qing Xuanle couldn't even see a trace of emotional fluctuations in Zhao Chu's pupils.
Kill the marriage edict with one sword.
Qingxuan Le's eyebrows trembled, and her heart, which was frozen a hundred thousand layers, felt an inexplicable pain.
If I can still use myself as a tool, why does my heart hurt?
If I would do anything for the Qinggu Cannon, why would I be angry because of your ignorance?
It turns out that I, Qingxuanle, am also a mortal.
My heart is still unmoved, just because the hero with the sword has not appeared yet.
But now, whenever my heart is moved, my heart aches.
A sword breaks the marriage edict!
You are still you, and I am still me.
In front of you, I can't act like a puppet and do whatever it takes. This is the only respect for feelings.