Chapter 75 You are the one who calls me the candidate for the Human Emperor.
Emperor Shennong Yan appeared and made an impassioned speech, drinking a few drinks with the immortals, and the atmosphere in the hall was obviously different.
Wu Wan could feel the enthusiasm emanating from the people around him. They wished they could spread their wings and fly to the border right now, rushing to the boundless lair of vicious beasts to fight bloody battles.
Just like Brother Ji next to him, his heart was trembling, his face was red, and he was clenching his little fists in excitement.
I was really afraid that this guy would turn his head and punch me twice.
'Why are you so excited?'
Wu Wanlue was a little disapproving. The reason was that he was too familiar with the old man Shennong. He was a little uncomfortable with the old man suddenly being so serious.
If you think about it carefully, if the Human Emperor is determined to make a northern expedition, how can the Heavenly Palace just sit there and wait for death?
Although I didn't read much in my previous life, I still knew the allusions of lying on the firewood and tasting courage;
If the old man really wanted to make the Northern Expedition, he should secretly accumulate strength and find his weaknesses to strike hard.
At this time, Wu Wan always had the illusion that he was deliberately creating momentum.
In this wave, Senior Shen Nong must be away from the fifth floor again; I am a little young master of Beiye, and my scheming of the city is no match for that of the Human Emperor of the Human Realm, so there is no need to think too much.
Not long after, the figure of Emperor Shennong Yan slowly disappeared from the clouds, leaving only eight important ministers drinking with the immortals.
The hall suddenly became alive.
There are fairies dancing, immortal soldiers in golden armor playing swords, and they all appear one after another to add to the entertainment.
Wu Juan, Ji Mo, and Ling Xiaolan chatted about the Women's Kingdom. Although they communicated with each other, they also paid attention to their addresses when speaking to avoid exposing Wu Juan's identity.
A group of male cultivators unknowingly appeared next to Elder Miao. Most of them pretended to be passing by, but the other half seemed to know each other and came forward to say hello implicitly.
Elder Miao drank by himself without paying any attention to him. There were gradually more treasures and gift boxes around him, but he didn't even look at them.
This is much faster than making money by touching porcelain or something.
While they were chatting, Wu Wan's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile: "Elder Mao?"
Several people followed his gaze and immediately saw the fairy in silver-white armor and silver hair. Hanging on his waist was the jade plaque of "The Master of the Sanhua Lane Pavilion of Fuyu City in the Great Wilderness of the Human Realm of Renhuang Pavilion". It was so dazzling.
"metropolitan!"
Mao Aowu shouted excitedly.
Wu Huan turned his head and looked at the Great Elder, and said calmly: "Great Elder, what should I do if I betray my friends to seek glory?"
The great elder thought seriously for a while and said: "Hang him up and give him a beating."
"Catch him and take him to the boat."
"Yes," the great elder replied, stood up and walked to Mao Aowu. Before Mao Aowu could recover, he slapped Mao Aowu on the head and made several spinning birds.
Then, with a faint smile on his lips, the Great Elder nodded to the group of immortal soldiers who came over, dragged one of Mao Aowu's feet towards the north entrance of the hall.
"A little interlude, a little interlude."
Wu Wang invited the others to continue drinking, and said with a smile: "If a person has no faith, he will not be established, and if a family has no rules, it will not be prosperous. It is time to refine the rules of the family."
Zhi Mo gave a thumbs up: "Master Wuwang is so majestic."
"It's funny, it's funny."
The two clinked their wine glasses, and then chuckled. Ling Xiaolan's eyes were full of disgust, but when Wu Wan came over with his wine glass, he also gestured from afar, raising his glass to drink together.
Zhi Mo muttered: "Don't let Fairy Ling drink too much. It would be bad if she suddenly jumped up to enlightenment on such an occasion."
Clang!
A fairy sword was half an inch out of its sheath, and Ji Mo instantly hid behind Wu Wan. The three of them laughed and laughed for a while.
Elder Miao occasionally glanced over, but he just drank calmly. The gifts beside him were already piled as high as one person.
The excitement was theirs, she just felt it was a bit noisy.
Day and night rotate three times, and after the banquet, the drunkenness gradually disappears.
The master of the Renhuang Pavilion announced that the Human Emperor's banquet had come to an end. All the monks stood up and bowed, then left the venue and walked towards the nearest palace door.
Wu Wangxin was very excited about this harvest.
Knowing that Little Jingwei was safe and sound, and that he had used the spirit-condensing method to reshape his immortal body, he no longer had any doubts in his heart;
Presiding over three rounds of trials made Wu Wan a little regretful.
When he gave Senior Shen Nong such an idea, he was partly mocking Senior Shen Nong for his old trial routine and being a bit too hard to get off, and partly... he was remembering the good times in his previous life and wanted to take the opportunity to have fun.
It's a pity that there is no chance of ending, and the old senior will not let him fight with others.
Because of this, Wu Huan always felt that the identity of the 'Weapon Spirit' that he fabricated might help him get some benefits later.
This trip is not a waste of time.
Stepping out of the hall, Ji Mo said: "I have taken leave from my family and am going to stay with your Demon Sect for a few days. How about that?"
Wu laughed and said, "Just bring your own bedding. There are still one or two huts."
"I won't go," Fairy Ling frowned slightly, but still hesitated to speak, "Brother Wuwang Dao, your stay in the Demon Sect is not a long-term solution. You still need to protect yourself and keep yourself clean."
Wu Wan couldn't help but asked: "Fairy, do you have a grudge against the Demon Sect?"
"Let's talk about this later when we have the opportunity. I'll go back to the sect and use the messenger jade talisman to contact you later."
Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly, and was about to hand over her hands to say goodbye, when she heard Ji Mo take a deep breath and say a vulgar word.
Wu Wan, Ling Xiaolan, as well as Miao Cuijiao and the second disciple of the Mie Sect behind him, all looked in the direction that Ji Mo was looking at.
There, a figure sat on a bamboo chair. The bamboo chair was carried by four girls with the same appearance and similar stature. On the left and right, there were maids in white holding plum blossoms and holding swords.
A wisp of breeze blew by, and the man sitting on the bamboo chair danced with his slender hair and headband. His slightly gloomy handsome face showed a faint smile. Although his voice was clear and clear, it carried an obvious sense of ridicule.
"Oh, why did Mr. Ji return empty-handed this time?"
Lin Jia Lin Qi, one of the three winners this time.
Wu Wan frowned slightly. This guy who was too showy was a bit arrogant. He showed up here so arrogantly that he was not afraid of being targeted by the Ten Fierce Palaces.
Zimmer had a folding fan in his hand, he opened it calmly and said with a smile:
"Young Master Lin has been more than ten years older than me, so he is not completely wasted. This time he was able to take the top spot in the third round with his cultivation in the Immortal Realm and thirty-six immortal treasures. It is really impressive."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lin Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, made a slight gesture, and the four maids slowly lowered the bamboo chair.
Dozens of points of fairy light flew out from the sleeves of the four maids, and each turned into a fairy sword, floating around Lin Qi. Lin Qi raised his hand and pointed a finger, and these fairy swords were immediately covered with a layer of fire.
There were many monks around who stopped to watch, but they all stayed far away.
The Ji family and the Lin family are both frontier generals. The ordinary sects cannot afford to provoke them, and the big sects have to stay away from them.
Lin Qi sneered:
"Although I was told by Emperor Yan to hide myself and focus on my practice, I thought about it and was always unwilling to do so. I came here specifically to find Mr. Ji to reveal himself.
Look, what does this avenue of fire look like?
Mr. Ji, why don't you and I continue the fight we had before? There are just so many comrades here. You and I will win and lose, which will also bring an end to this grudge.
After all, from now on, I will never be able to look at a mediocre person like you."
As soon as Lin Qi said this, not only Ji Mo became furious, but many young monks also looked ugly.
Even though he was getting angry, Ji Mo didn't agree immediately. He just stared at Lin Qi and kept thinking about countermeasures.
Zhi Mo couldn't beat him. Not only did his opponent have the realm of immortality, but he also had many treasures. His fighting skills were honed by competing with other masters. He had stood out in a melee of thousands of people before, which was enough to prove his strength.
Being laughed at and criticized by Lin Qi was certainly a loss of face and the face of the Ji family.
But if he were defeated by Lin Qi in the main hall of Renhuang Pavilion in front of so many masters from the human domain, and even His Majesty the Human Emperor, it would be even more unspeakable suffering for the Ji family.
Zhi Mo secretly clenched his fists, but forced out an ugly smile and said:
"Congratulations, Mr. Lin."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Hey, Brother Ji?"
Suddenly hearing a soft call, Ji Mo looked at Wu Huan nervously, wanting to remind Wu Huan not to stand up at this time; but before Ji Mo could speak, he saw the smile in Wu Huan's eyes.
Just listen to Wu Wan asking: "Where did you and this guy have this grudge? Hualou? Could it be that he won the Oiran but not Brother Ji, and there is some jealousy in his heart?"
The two looked at each other, Zimo curled his lips, raised his voice, and said with a smile:
"Brother Wuwang, please lift him up. He can't leave the chair with his two legs and has to be carried wherever he goes. Should he go to the flower house to enjoy the flowers? He would be laughed at by the girls."
Wu Wan looked at Lin Qi for a few times and said with a smile: "Don't say that. I think the human body is quite strong, but the yin energy is a bit heavier. You said that the Emperor Yan ordered to cultivate the avenue of fire, not because the yang energy is heavier and stronger.
Okay?"
Ling Xiaolan on the side said calmly: "The path of fire is also divided into yin and yang."
Ji Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud. There were many fairies, fairy men, uncles, and old women around him who smiled.
At this moment, masters from the Ji family and Lin family have appeared, but the younger generation has conflicts. If they stand up directly, they will lose this time. They are just competing secretly.
Lin Qi's face was as gloomy as water, and he stared at Ji Mo, as well as Wu Wan and Ling Xiaolan beside Ji Mo, and said coldly:
"Zimo, you really can't change your habit of relying on women to get ahead. I wonder when Fairy Ling will marry into the Ji family?"
Ling Xiaolan said calmly: "You will never see this day while you are alive."
"Hey, fairies can't talk so harshly."
Wu said with a smile: "There are no absolutes in this world. If Mr. Lin wants to make it happen, he will put a knife on his neck and threaten you two to get married. Otherwise, what will happen if he dies in front of you?"
Zimmer can't keep up with the train of thought.
But Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead and sighed: "Master Lin's behavior has nothing to do with me. It's just a pity that there is one less holder of the Flame Emperor Order in the Human Realm. The way of Yin Fire is actually quite good."
"We must not talk about the Yan Emperor's Order in such a stern manner," Wu Wan said sternly, "After all, this is the avenue passed down by His Majesty the Human Emperor. The holder of the Yan Emperor's Order commits evil and cannot ascend to the avenue of fire."
Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly and said: "Yes, Taoism is innocent, it's just that those who practice Taoism have likes and dislikes."
"enough!"
Lin Qi's head was covered with black lines. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "Fairy Ling, and you, an unknown person, I will meet with you two today.
True chapter."
Wu Wan wondered: "Isn't this the grudge between you and Brother Ji?"
"You three come together!"
The immortal sword around Lin Qi trembled. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "I will be merciful and won't let you be too wolf..."
"Is this some kind of plan?"
Wu Wang clicked his tongue and marveled: "You are the son of the Lin family and the holder of the Yan Emperor Order. This status is too noble. As for me, I am just the seventy-sixth ranked Demon Sect leader. I am ordinary and have no special skills. Brother Ji does not have the Yan Emperor."
make.
What should we do if we hurt you and you bite back later and say that we deliberately murdered the successor of the Human Emperor?"
Lin Qi's eyes were full of light: "What do you think?"
"You establish the written evidence."
"good!"
Lin Qi waved his hand, took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve, wrote a long paragraph in the air, and wrote down his name.
The cloth flew over. Zimmer took two steps forward and immediately raised his hand to write his name.
Ji Mo looked at the handwriting in front of him, exhaled softly, his eyes were full of determination, and whispered: "Brother Wuwang, Fairy Ling, let me do this battle myself..."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly sprang out from behind Zhi Mo, flying close to the ground and heading towards Lin Qi's figure.
A slight sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Qi's mouth, fairy light bloomed in his eyes, thirty-six fairy swords trembled in unison, and his eyes were fixed on Ling Xiaolan.
Wu Wan's forward figure was slowed down for a moment, and suddenly his face looked frightened. He looked behind Lin Qi and shouted:
"Sudden attack on the Ten Fierce Palaces!"
Lin Qi suddenly stood up and looked behind him, but his spiritual consciousness, which had already dispersed, did not notice anything strange.
The sea of clouds behind him was quiet and quiet. Where could there be any scenes of fighting?
At this time!
Ling Xiaolan's sword scabbard struck, purple light flashed in Wu Wang's eyes, and his spiritual thoughts condensed into a mallet and attached to Ling Xiaolan's sword scabbard. The two almost overlapped, and they struck at the same time with lightning speed.
The back of Lin Qi's head.
Immortal light bloomed all over Lin Qi's body, and Ling Xiaolan's scabbard was blocked; but in the next moment, Lin Qi groaned and felt dizzy, and his Nascent Soul trembled continuously, becoming sluggish for a moment.
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Even an immortal with a higher level of cultivation would not be able to tell what happened if he did not observe carefully.
Just for this moment of delay, Ling Xiaolan pressed down with her hand, and a huge word "Feng" was placed on top of Lin Qi's head.
Wu Wan had also arrived and kicked Lin Qi in the chest. A pure spiritual thought without any bells and whistles hit Lin Qi's defenseless Nascent Soul hard.
Jingle Bell--
The thirty-six fairy swords instantly scattered on the ground.
The six women wanted to move forward to rescue them, but were forced back by a few lotus flowers thrown out by Ling Xiaolan.
Zhi Mo stared at this scene blankly.
Watching Wu Wan's big feet kicking non-stop, watching Ling Xiaolan frowning, her feet wrapped in half a foot of magic power, and stepping on the mouth of the man on the ground...
For some reason, Zimmer's eyes were a little red. He wiped his tears with his sleeves and rushed forward with a roar.
The three of them punched and kicked each other, and the bamboo chair was trampled to pieces. The beautiful man in white covered his head and legs, and there was no chance to fight back.
The most annoying thing was the words of the three people mixed in the fists and kicks.
Ling Xiaolan's voice was clear and cold, and she said: "I have never seen such an arrogant person in the fairyland. This is much easier to recommend than the ferocious beast."
Zimmer roared: "It's your plan! Send people to frame you again! You have ruined the innocence of so many women! What do you think of women? Bah! Coward!"
"Everyone, please watch out!"
Wu Wang kicked the crowd without forgetting to bow his hands to those around him: "It was Mr. Lin who asked the three of us to come together. I have been practicing Taoism for so many years and I have never heard such a ridiculous request."
Seeing this, more than a dozen masters from the Lin family immediately wanted to move forward nervously, but were stopped halfway by a group of female relatives from the Ji family. If a large group of golden-armored immortal soldiers hadn't rushed over, the two families would have fought.
The immortals everywhere couldn't bear to look at it. A few of them said that this was too violent, but they couldn't take their eyes away from the situation here.
After a while.
Wu Wan looked at the unrecognizable pig head on the ground, but with little breath loss, and calmly stopped Ji Mo.
"Brother Ji, it's okay, it's okay. If we continue to fight, it will not be conducive to the unity of the human domain."
Zhi Mo immediately stopped his hand, panted and grinned at Wu Wang, glanced at the Lin family, and cursed: "I'll beat your young master! If you don't accept it, come to Ji's house to find me!"
Ling Xiaolan said: "What if this guy takes revenge on Brother Wuwang? Isn't he the most petty person? Brother Wuwang is weak and I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with him."
Zhi Mo looked at Wu Wang with some worry, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and with a small purple hammer in his hand, he would not stop doing anything, and today he would crush this enemy to death.
This made the group of old immortals watching the show in secret really sweat.
"Brother Ji, don't worry," Wu Wang smiled confidently and said, "You can hit him or kick him, but as long as we don't damage his foundation of cultivation, someone will help us clean up the mess."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cry from the hall next to him:
"Don't be so arrogant in the Renhuang Pavilion! Take the four people who were making trouble back to the pavilion and take them into custody!"
Wu Wan and Ji Mo looked at each other and laughed a few times each.
Without Wu Wu's advice, Ji Mo immediately sent a message to his aunt, asking them to send people to protect Miejong.
Ling Xiaolan frowned slightly and complained calmly:
"I'm going to be scolded by Master again."
The two extraordinary masters of the Tianyan Xuannv Sect standing in front of the hall showed a gentle smile to Ling Xiaolan, indicating that she did not need to worry.
There was also an old woman who imitated the gesture Wu Wang had made before and secretly gave a thumbs up in her sleeve.
Suddenly a long roar came from the distance, and two streams of light, one red and one silver, were seen coming quickly.
The great elder roared angrily: "Who dares to insult my sect leader!"
Before they finished speaking, the two of them were immediately surrounded by a group of golden-armored immortal soldiers, and their fierce arrogance was instantly weakened by most of them.