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Chapter six hundred and eighty sixth god horse into dragon

In the Furong Garden, compliments were heard one after another, and there were also many boos, all of which were praising King Li Cheng of Wei, completely ignoring the several noble and stiff-faced young men around him.

These people are all princes of the Tang Dynasty, and they are half-brothers with Li Cheng. Although they are in the same camp, it does not mean that they have no desire for the throne. It is just that it is difficult to win over the talented Li Cheng and settle down temporarily under him.

That's all.

As for the King of Jin Li Qi, he is completely young, not yet underage, and has a somewhat weak and unrestrained temperament. It is the time when he is playful. Even though he is one of the three people most qualified to inherit the throne, he is still not regarded as the heir by any faction.

Naturally, the most powerful heirs have never regarded him as an opponent.

Facing the crowd's booing, Wei Wang Li Cheng's fat face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and he did not let go for a long time.

Not only does he enjoy this kind of admiration, but also because "Eight Horses" is so important and meaningful!

According to legend, King Wen of Zhou Dynasty had eight horses, which traveled 30,000 miles a day. He fought for King Wen in China, resisted evil and barbarian monsters, and made great contributions. He was protected by the fate of the country, and he drank with the country. After his death, his soul was condensed by the supreme power and his spirit never left.

, turned into an illustrated catalog of ancient scrolls.

This painting inherited the destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty and was a national treasure of one of the oldest empires of the Chinese people. Later, China was divided into pieces. After countless years from the Middle Ages to the present, this treasure was displaced and changed hands several times, and finally passed to the hands of the previous emperor.

This emperor was aggressive in military affairs and ambitious. In order to achieve unparalleled great achievements, he was on par with the emperors of ancient times. He did not hesitate to use the fate of the country to renew this painting when he conquered the demons and barbarians in the east.

It is said that the national destiny of the previous dynasty was so damaged that two generations of the country were destroyed, and only then did the Five Kingdoms of China come into existence. However, this painting fell into the hands of the royal family of the Mid-Tang Dynasty, the strongest human race.

The founding emperor did not use the national destiny to continue the painting like the previous emperor. After all, part of the national destiny of the previous dynasty was already included in the painting. Instead, he asked the painting sage Wu Daozi to write and renew the eight horses.

Although the foundation of this treasure was greatly damaged, a painting saint personally took action. This painting can be regarded as the best among Taoist treasures, second only to the Holy Treasure.

Each of the eight horses in it has the ultimate power of the Demon King, and the combined power is comparable to that of a half-saint. This is because the eight horses are good at speed, not attack.

It is said that the Eight Horses have been nourished by the luck of the states of the past dynasties and have transformed into dragons long ago. Although the foundation is damaged, in some aspects it even far exceeds the ancient times. With this treasure in hand, even a saint will have a hard time retrieving it. It can be called the first-class in China.

Escape treasure.

This is the second thing. For Wei Wang Li Cheng, this treasure is of great significance and cannot be easily revealed to others. After all, it is a heavy treasure that carries luck and represents a part of his ambition!

"What a treasure!"

Wu Ming was filled with emotion as he listened to everyone's whispers and the fact that Di Longxiang and Yue Xianjun knew about it.

This is the Mid-Tang Dynasty, the most powerful human nation in China. The treasures given to the princes are so precious. Look at the princes of the Song Dynasty. Except for Zhao Shuhang, they all seemed to be picked up halfway.

The gap is not that big...

Seeing that Li Cheng was still posing, Li Qi scratched his head and ears anxiously, and suddenly glanced behind him from the corner of his eye. An eleven or twelve-year-old girl, as beautiful as a porcelain doll, her eyes lit up immediately, and she squeezed past with a smile on her face.

Whisper a few words in a low voice.

The girl was unwilling at first and was eating the spiritual fruit. She didn't know what promise Li Qi had made. A smile appeared on her pale little face with a hint of baby fat. She ran up behind King Wei and grabbed his back.

skirt.

"Oh, why is Fifth Sister here?"

Although Wei Wang Li Cheng was quite amiable to everyone, he was very proud in his bones. When facing the girl, he looked doting on her face and even half-crouched down to please her.

The round and fat body looks like a cute version of a panda, teasing the girl.

Listening to her words, it turned out that this girl was Li Luo, the youngest daughter of Emperor Li Sheng of the Mid-Tang Dynasty and his empress!

"Second brother, please release the eight horses quickly, A Luo wants to ride a big horse!"

The girl flashed her big and smart eyes and said charmingly.

"ah?"

Li Cheng's smile froze, and he glared at Li Qi who was hiding behind him. He said to the girl with some embarrassment, "Aluo, it's not that my brother is reluctant to let go, but the Eight Horses are too fast, and you..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Luo's big talking eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she quickly changed her words, "Okay, okay, brother, please bring out the Eight Horses now, so that your sister can ride hard!"

It has to be said that Li Cheng's attitude towards his younger brothers and sisters who have no inheritance dispute is quite good, which can be seen from the title, especially Li Luo, who is favored by Li Sheng the most.

"Should I just choose this girl?"

Just when Li Luo was cheering and clapping her hands, he didn't know that a cold and emotionless gaze was locked on him. Seeing that several princes were extremely attached to Li Luo, Wu Ming moved.

After thinking about it, he just paused for half a breath on the girl's sickly pale cheek, and then gave up the idea, "It's too young, I can't touch it!"

"Moreover, the two of them are members of the same family. A father's debt must be repaid by his son, but there is no such thing as a brother's debt being repaid by a sister!"

Wu Ming's thoughts changed and his eyes fell on several princes. He made some calculations in his mind and slowly shook his head.

Although the cultivation of these guys is not weak, there are too many of them among the royal family, their weight is not enough, and they are far from what he expected.

"This woman..."

Finally, Wu Ming looked at Li Wenzhao and looked away in an instant. He had no choice but to ask someone to have a good father!

"It's hard to let Li Cheng know pain, fear, and regret..."

Wu Ming thought about many goals, but none of them seemed suitable. Wu Ming calmed down a little, because the Twelve Huadans had finished their performance, and there were a few obscure eyes wandering back and forth around him.

Among them, there are many warning signs...

Li Twelve Niang's worries are not without reason. Wu Ming is indeed bold. Even though Chai Wei is still in the opponent's hands, he is already thinking about how to take revenge!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuji!"

Just at this moment, Li Cheng invited a middle-aged scribe, Mr. Zhuji.

Looking at the entire Furong Garden, there are only a few princes who are qualified to use this treasure. After all, they are connected to the national destiny of the Middle Tang Dynasty, but their cultivation is far from enough.

Li Cheng can do it, but he has to save his energy for an important program later, so he can only invite this semi-saint.

"Haha, Your Highness is very polite. It is a blessing to be able to see this treasure."

Mr. Zhuji smiled heartily, held a yellowed ancient scroll, and nodded kindly to Li Luo.

"Aluo is still too young, I will ride with her later!"

Li Wenzhao took Li Luo's little hand and said.

"Okay, okay, now that Wen Zhao is here, I feel relieved!"

Li Cheng was overjoyed, but his expression was all in vain. Li Wenzhao didn't even look at it, but comforted Li Luo who was eager to give it a try.

"Your Highness, please!"

Mr. Zhuji placed the scroll in front of him, and it flew up automatically without any wind, saluting solemnly.

"The legitimate prince of the Tang Dynasty is here, please invite the divine horse!"

Li Cheng did not dare to neglect it. After all, it was a treasure of luck and one of the important bargaining chips for him to inherit the throne. After three bows, he took out a seal and pointed at the scroll.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated for fear of missing anything, but no one saw any movement on the seal. However, in Mr. Zhuji's eyes, there was an aura as grand as heaven and earth, suddenly appearing out of thin air.

It goes without saying that it was the national destiny of the Tang Dynasty. Although Li Cheng could not mobilize much as a prince, he still represented enough orthodoxy to be able to command this painting!

It's just that it's not enough!

"Bajun, open!"

Mr. Zhuji flicked his sleeves and slowly spread his arms to both sides.

call!

A gust of wind blew by, and the scroll slowly unfolded. Everyone was looking forward to it, and they were a little confused. There were no horses or dragons on it, but it was a mess of colors that looked like children's graffiti.

hold head high!

But just when he was disappointed, dragons roared loudly in the sky, and in front of his eyes, a red-green dragon shadow flashed out of the painting and flew away into the sky.

Instead of a horse roaring and neighing, it was a roar of dragons. These eight horses actually turned into dragons!

No one noticed that at the moment when the eight-horse diagram was unfolded, Wu Ming's expression suddenly changed, he covered his heart, and like lightning, he put the royal seal in his waist pouch into his dragon robe, and then he regained his composure.

All the actions were done smoothly and in an instant without attracting anyone's attention.

"Walk!"

Li Wenzhao's body flashed, and he carried the excited Li Luo and flew away in the air. He landed on the dragon shadow in a flash, and his original shape suddenly appeared. It was a horse with a whole body of cyan, with side hairs and tail as red as fire, and a neck that was as red as fire.

A divine horse with a red belly and black hooves, more than ten feet tall!

It is none other than Quhuang Shenju, one of the Eight Horses!

"drive!"

Li Wenzhao shouted softly, Qu Huang raised his head to the sky and hissed, raised his four hooves slightly, and disappeared in a flash of blue light.

The powerful formation above Furong Garden was like nothing. Even the large formation above Chang'an City only made a ripple, and the blue light broke through the air in the blink of an eye.

Everyone gasped and marveled, feeling that with this treasure in their hands, everything in China would be like walking on flat ground, and they could come and go freely!

"Ha ha!"

After just half a cup of tea, I heard a crisp laughter from the sky, and saw a flash of blue light. It was Qu Huang and the two girls turning around, and Li Luo was holding a bright red peach the size of a sea bowl in her arms.

"This...isn't this the spiritual peach thousands of miles outside the city, in front of Xiama's mausoleum?"

A young man with extraordinary knowledge and high status upstairs rubbed his eyes and exclaimed.

"Hehe, it's this peach!"

Li Luo smiled and took a bite, her mouth full of delicious juice. She handed it to Li Cheng like a treasure, completely ignoring the greedy Li Qi.

"Okay, it's better for the fifth sister to treat the second brother!"

Li Cheng was overjoyed, took the spiritual peach and ate it, which made Li Qi's eyes look slightly resentful.

Everyone was already in awe. Thousands of miles away, it took only a moment to move back and forth. This speed was almost as fast as a semi-saint's teleportation.

If the Eight Horses appeared together, wouldn't they be truly comparable to the Half-Saint, or even surpass them?

Li Cheng was very satisfied with everyone's expressions. This was what he wanted. Otherwise, how could he show his identity as the legitimate prince?

But at this moment, the chief manager who he relied on as his confidant suddenly took a few steps forward and secretly transmitted the message not far away. A look of displeasure flashed across his fat face, and his cold eyes glanced at the hands below him without trace.

Upon seeing the courtesy, Wu Ming turned his head and chatted animatedly with others.

"It's snowing, it's snowing!"

Li Luo jumped to the railing, her little hands caught the white blood flowers scattered in the sky, and a touch of rosy appeared on her little face. (To be continued)


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