Chapter 142
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Si Tian tower, the seventh floor, is filled with tea fragrance.
The old and the young sat opposite each other. Next to them was a middle-aged man, Huang Ting, the great master who had not been seen for some time. There was a desk in front of them. The cup on the table was full of tea and was rising with mist.
Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of Si Tian, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, reached for Zhao Yu to drink tea, and then said in a light voice:
"I heard that your highness killed all the young people in the Empire in the small world, and almost killed all the young people in the Empire. He really covered his peers, and his power was incomparable. He had the style of Taizu in those days."
"Just by chance."
Zhao Yu took a sip of tea with a shy face.
"Your Highness doesn't have to be too modest. It's just the ninth Prince of the Empire. What's the final outcome?"
"Dead." Zhao Yu's voice is as steady as ever.
"Good, good! Instead of wine with tea, it will come to light! "
Li Chunfeng gently patted his hands, then picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank it down directly, and continued to say: "the nine sons of the empty emperor have been cut three by the summer. I wonder if the old and dying Kong emperor will be directly killed by anger. What's the use of living so many things? They're all bags of wine and rice!"
But Zhao Yu frowned slightly and said faintly:
"but there is something strange about this matter. In the process of pursuing the ninth prince, I passed through the space gate of the Empire. In the dark fog, I saw another door of space, and a figure in black robe opened his mouth and swallowed a ball of light. It seemed strange. I was worried for some reason."
After hearing this, Li Chunfeng also put away his smile on his face, touched his white beard, and looked meditative. Then he solemnly opened his mouth and said, "in this case, there are many doubts. Especially at the time of his highness and the crown ceremony, the domestic situation in Daxia is not very stable, so we have to guard against it."
Zhao Yu nodded, and his murderous spirit was slightly overflowing. The tea in front of him was rippled, and a steady voice came out:
"you know that I have a broad pattern on my eyebrows, and I have a premonition about some things, so there must be something important happening in this ceremony, which is also the reason why I came here this time."
Li Chunfeng put down his tea cup, bowed his head and said, "only by the command of the palace."
"I want you Si Tianjian to mark a person for me, the Shenji Pavilion disciple named Peiyang. I feel that he has a problem."
"We have sent people to pay close attention to Shenji Pavilion, but Peiyang, as his highness said, has never been heard of since he came back from his childhood. The disciples of Shenji pavilion have the secret skill of temporarily covering up the secrets of heaven, so it takes some time." In Li Chunfeng's mellow voice, the color of solemnity is more serious.
In Zhao Yu's ebony pupil, silver light flashed through the void in front of him. He spoke faintly:
"if you can't find it, you can use the map of mountains and seas to find it. You must determine his position."
Li Chunfeng nodded, looked at the middle-aged man drinking tea quietly next to him, and continued: "your highness and crown are around the corner. Recently, there are many fish and dragons in the capital city. Recently, Huang Ting is responsible for protecting his highness."
"Yes." Zhao Yu nodded and continued to drink tea.
After half pay, a pot of Wudao tea was almost drunk. Huang Ting, the great master, stood up gently and turned to walk toward the stairs. The green shirt was floating in the air. The faint sound was in Zhao Yu's ear:
"yu'er, please follow me."
Uncle and nephew went up the circular stairs of the stone tower from the seventh floor to the eighth floor.
The eighth floor of the mysterious Sitian pagoda is a main hall. In the center of the hall, there is a beam of light shining down from above. A huge bronze coffin lies alone in the light, looking lonely and cold. The huge coffin in the light beam emits diamond like green light, which makes the space a little fuzzy, like floating in another dimension.
When they walked into the hall, Huang Ting looked at the coffin with a sad expression and said to Zhao Yu, "yu'er, there lies your grandfather."
Zhao Yu's face was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened. This was the first time he heard that there were still relatives alive. He could not help but step forward and said, "my grandfather is still alive. Why has no one ever told me that?"
"To live is like death. You can only sleep in this bronze coffin and freeze yourself by the aurora of the mountain and sea map."
In the voice of the great master Huang Ting, the desolation is revealed.
After a while of silence, Zhao Yu's inquiry rang out:
"why is this so?"
"This is my father's choice. His majesty Taizu disappeared without any reason, and your father died in the war. Someone must come to protect the capital and protect the summer."
Then Huang ting and Zhao Yu came to Guangzhu. Looking down at the bronze coffin, Huang Ting murmured: "father, I've come to see you with Chang'er's child. He has just finished his hunting and killed an imperial prince. Isn't it excellent? And he's about to reach the crown. "
The huge coffin in the light column seemed to sense something, and began to tremble slightly. A deep green breath overflowed from the coffin and floated in the void.
Zhao Yu can't help but stretch out his right hand to touch the bronze coffin, but he is blocked by his other hand. Meanwhile, Li Chunfeng's figure stands out beside Zhao Yu, and the old voice rings out"Don't touch it, your highness. This light is the coldest light in the mountain and sea map. It's the coldest thing in the world. It points to the origin of the law directly. Your Highness's current cultivation is not enough to bear. In those years, Lord Huang Zhao was seriously injured, and there was little life left, so he was entitled to be under the aurora of mountain and sea map."
"Who hurt my grandfather?"
"Fifteen years ago, the yulongguan massacre, Yunyan's mutiny, and the Empire's alien power surrounded and killed the prince's highness. His father rushed from the Shenjing city to rescue him. But in the end, the prince's highness refused to leave. He stayed at yulongguan for three days and died of exhaustion. His father accompanied the prince's Royal Highness. He was seriously injured and suffered great damage. When he returned to Shenjing, he kept himself in the coffin, No more. "
The answer to Zhao Yu was Huang Ting, the great master. When he was just breaking through that year, he stepped into the realm of the birth and death of Zhangyuan from the real state of Taoism. By the time he left the pass, the battle of yulongguan had already ended, and the alien race had besieged the Shenjing city.
All of them didn't speak any more. The eighth floor of the whole Sitian pagoda fell into silence. Zhao Yu looked at his close relatives who were sleeping in the huge coffin. He had a different look in his eyes. As long as he had a breath, he still had the ancient relic system against the sky. Even if the props didn't work, he could exchange for the hero's daohun and use the treatment brought by daohun The magic power, one day can cure grandfather completely, and he believes that this day will come soon.
After a moment's silence, Li Chunfeng's old voice suddenly sounded:
"in the summer army, the four armies are the strongest. Your highness knows what the tianwu army is?"
"You wing, holding sun, Shenwei army I have seen, as for tianwu army, I don't know."
Zhao Yu shook his head in response.
Li Chunfeng stroked his white beard on his chest. His eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and said:
"since emperor Taizu appointed the Fourth Army, the real tianwu army of the whole summer has only been Lord Huang Zhao, and the rest is at most a reserve service."
One of the four armies in the summer, tianwu army, becomes an army with one person!
Half saint, one man army!
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Si Tian tower, the seventh floor, is filled with tea fragrance.
The old and the young sat opposite each other. Next to them was a middle-aged man, Huang Ting, the great master who had not been seen for some time. There was a desk in front of them. The cup on the table was full of tea and was rising with mist.
Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of Si Tian, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, reached for Zhao Yu to drink tea, and then said in a light voice:
"I heard that your highness killed all the young people in the Empire in the small world, and almost killed all the young people in the Empire. He really covered his peers, and his power was incomparable. He had the style of Taizu in those days."
"Just by chance."
Zhao Yu took a sip of tea with a shy face.
"Your Highness doesn't have to be too modest. It's just the ninth Prince of the Empire. What's the final outcome?"
"Dead." Zhao Yu's voice is as steady as ever.
"Good, good! Instead of wine with tea, it will come to light! "
Li Chunfeng gently patted his hands, then picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank it down directly, and continued to say: "the nine sons of the empty emperor have been cut three by the summer. I wonder if the old and dying Kong emperor will be directly killed by anger. What's the use of living so many things? They're all bags of wine and rice!"
But Zhao Yu frowned slightly and said faintly:
"but there is something strange about this matter. In the process of pursuing the ninth prince, I passed through the space gate of the Empire. In the dark fog, I saw another door of space, and a figure in black robe opened his mouth and swallowed a ball of light. It seemed strange. I was worried for some reason."
After hearing this, Li Chunfeng also put away his smile on his face, touched his white beard, and looked meditative. Then he solemnly opened his mouth and said, "in this case, there are many doubts. Especially at the time of his highness and the crown ceremony, the domestic situation in Daxia is not very stable, so we have to guard against it."
Zhao Yu nodded, and his murderous spirit was slightly overflowing. The tea in front of him was rippled, and a steady voice came out:
"you know that I have a broad pattern on my eyebrows, and I have a premonition about some things, so there must be something important happening in this ceremony, which is also the reason why I came here this time."
Li Chunfeng put down his tea cup, bowed his head and said, "only by the command of the palace."
"I want you Si Tianjian to mark a person for me, the Shenji Pavilion disciple named Peiyang. I feel that he has a problem."
"We have sent people to pay close attention to Shenji Pavilion, but Peiyang, as his highness said, has never been heard of since he came back from his childhood. The disciples of Shenji pavilion have the secret skill of temporarily covering up the secrets of heaven, so it takes some time." In Li Chunfeng's mellow voice, the color of solemnity is more serious.
In Zhao Yu's ebony pupil, silver light flashed through the void in front of him. He spoke faintly:
"if you can't find it, you can use the map of mountains and seas to find it. You must determine his position."
Li Chunfeng nodded, looked at the middle-aged man drinking tea quietly next to him, and continued: "your highness and crown are around the corner. Recently, there are many fish and dragons in the capital city. Recently, Huang Ting is responsible for protecting his highness."
"Yes." Zhao Yu nodded and continued to drink tea.
After half pay, a pot of Wudao tea was almost drunk. Huang Ting, the great master, stood up gently and turned to walk toward the stairs. The green shirt was floating in the air. The faint sound was in Zhao Yu's ear:
"yu'er, please follow me."
Uncle and nephew went up the circular stairs of the stone tower from the seventh floor to the eighth floor.
The eighth floor of the mysterious Sitian pagoda is a main hall. In the center of the hall, there is a beam of light shining down from above. A huge bronze coffin lies alone in the light, looking lonely and cold. The huge coffin in the light beam emits diamond like green light, which makes the space a little fuzzy, like floating in another dimension.
When they walked into the hall, Huang Ting looked at the coffin with a sad expression and said to Zhao Yu, "yu'er, there lies your grandfather."
Zhao Yu's face was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened. This was the first time he heard that there were still relatives alive. He could not help but step forward and said, "my grandfather is still alive. Why has no one ever told me that?"
"To live is like death. You can only sleep in this bronze coffin and freeze yourself by the aurora of the mountain and sea map."
In the voice of the great master Huang Ting, the desolation is revealed.
After a while of silence, Zhao Yu's inquiry rang out:
"why is this so?"
"This is my father's choice. His majesty Taizu disappeared without any reason, and your father died in the war. Someone must come to protect the capital and protect the summer."
Then Huang ting and Zhao Yu came to Guangzhu. Looking down at the bronze coffin, Huang Ting murmured: "father, I've come to see you with Chang'er's child. He has just finished his hunting and killed an imperial prince. Isn't it excellent? And he's about to reach the crown. "
The huge coffin in the light column seemed to sense something, and began to tremble slightly. A deep green breath overflowed from the coffin and floated in the void.
Zhao Yu can't help but stretch out his right hand to touch the bronze coffin, but he is blocked by his other hand. Meanwhile, Li Chunfeng's figure stands out beside Zhao Yu, and the old voice rings out"Don't touch it, your highness. This light is the coldest light in the mountain and sea map. It's the coldest thing in the world. It points to the origin of the law directly. Your Highness's current cultivation is not enough to bear. In those years, Lord Huang Zhao was seriously injured, and there was little life left, so he was entitled to be under the aurora of mountain and sea map."
"Who hurt my grandfather?"
"Fifteen years ago, the yulongguan massacre, Yunyan's mutiny, and the Empire's alien power surrounded and killed the prince's highness. His father rushed from the Shenjing city to rescue him. But in the end, the prince's highness refused to leave. He stayed at yulongguan for three days and died of exhaustion. His father accompanied the prince's Royal Highness. He was seriously injured and suffered great damage. When he returned to Shenjing, he kept himself in the coffin, No more. "
The answer to Zhao Yu was Huang Ting, the great master. When he was just breaking through that year, he stepped into the realm of the birth and death of Zhangyuan from the real state of Taoism. By the time he left the pass, the battle of yulongguan had already ended, and the alien race had besieged the Shenjing city.
All of them didn't speak any more. The eighth floor of the whole Sitian pagoda fell into silence. Zhao Yu looked at his close relatives who were sleeping in the huge coffin. He had a different look in his eyes. As long as he had a breath, he still had the ancient relic system against the sky. Even if the props didn't work, he could exchange for the hero's daohun and use the treatment brought by daohun The magic power, one day can cure grandfather completely, and he believes that this day will come soon.
After a moment's silence, Li Chunfeng's old voice suddenly sounded:
"in the summer army, the four armies are the strongest. Your highness knows what the tianwu army is?"
"You wing, holding sun, Shenwei army I have seen, as for tianwu army, I don't know."
Zhao Yu shook his head in response.
Li Chunfeng stroked his white beard on his chest. His eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and said:
"since emperor Taizu appointed the Fourth Army, the real tianwu army of the whole summer has only been Lord Huang Zhao, and the rest is at most a reserve service."
One of the four armies in the summer, tianwu army, becomes an army with one person!
Half saint, one man army!
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Si Tian tower, the seventh floor, is filled with tea fragrance. The old and the young sat opposite each other. Next to them was a middle-aged man, Huang Ting, the great master who had not been seen for some time. There was a desk in front of them. The cup on the table was full of tea and was rising with mist. Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of Si Tian, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, reached for Zhao Yu to drink tea, and then said in a light voice: "I heard that your highness killed all the young people in the Empire in the small world, and almost killed all the young people in the Empire. He really covered his peers, and his power was incomparable. He had the style of Taizu in those days." "Just by chance." Zhao Yu took a sip of tea with a shy face. "Your Highness doesn't have to be too modest. It's just the ninth Prince of the Empire. What's the final outcome?" "Dead." Zhao Yu's voice is as steady as ever. "Good, good! Instead of wine with tea, it will come to light! " Li Chunfeng gently patted his hands, then picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank it down directly, and continued to say: "the nine sons of the empty emperor have been cut three by the summer. I wonder if the old and dying Kong emperor will be directly killed by anger. What's the use of living so many things? They're all bags of wine and rice!" But Zhao Yu frowned slightly and said faintly: "but there is something strange about this matter. In the process of pursuing the ninth prince, I passed through the space gate of the Empire. In the dark fog, I saw another door of space, and a figure in black robe opened his mouth and swallowed a ball of light. It seemed strange. I was worried for some reason." After hearing this, Li Chunfeng also put away his smile on his face, touched his white beard, and looked meditative. Then he solemnly opened his mouth and said, "in this case, there are many doubts. Especially at the time of his highness and the crown ceremony, the domestic situation in Daxia is not very stable, so we have to guard against it." Zhao Yu nodded, and his murderous spirit was slightly overflowing. The tea in front of him was rippled, and a steady voice came out: "you know that I have a broad pattern on my eyebrows, and I have a premonition about some things, so there must be something important happening in this ceremony, which is also the reason why I came here this time." Li Chunfeng put down his tea cup, bowed his head and said, "only by the command of the palace." "I want you Si Tianjian to mark a person for me, the Shenji Pavilion disciple named Peiyang. I feel that he has a problem." "We have sent people to pay close attention to Shenji Pavilion, but Peiyang, as his highness said, has never been heard of since he came back from his childhood. The disciples of Shenji pavilion have the secret skill of temporarily covering up the secrets of heaven, so it takes some time." In Li Chunfeng's mellow voice, the color of solemnity is more serious. In Zhao Yu's ebony pupil, silver light flashed through the void in front of him. He spoke faintly: "if you can't find it, you can use the map of mountains and seas to find it. You must determine his position." Li Chunfeng nodded, looked at the middle-aged man drinking tea quietly next to him, and continued: "your highness and crown are around the corner. Recently, there are many fish and dragons in the capital city. Recently, Huang Ting is responsible for protecting his highness." "Yes." Zhao Yu nodded and continued to drink tea. After half pay, a pot of Wudao tea was almost drunk. Huang Ting, the great master, stood up gently and turned to walk toward the stairs. The green shirt was floating in the air. The faint sound was in Zhao Yu's ear: "yu'er, please follow me." Uncle and nephew went up the circular stairs of the stone tower from the seventh floor to the eighth floor. The eighth floor of the mysterious Sitian pagoda is a main hall. In the center of the hall, there is a beam of light shining down from above. A huge bronze coffin lies alone in the light, looking lonely and cold. The huge coffin in the light beam emits diamond like green light, which makes the space a little fuzzy, like floating in another dimension. When they walked into the hall, Huang Ting looked at the coffin with a sad expression and said to Zhao Yu, "yu'er, there lies your grandfather." Zhao Yu's face was stunned and his eyes suddenly widened. This was the first time he heard that there were still relatives alive. He could not help but step forward and said, "my grandfather is still alive. Why has no one ever told me that?" "To live is like death. You can only sleep in this bronze coffin and freeze yourself by the aurora of the mountain and sea map." In the voice of the great master Huang Ting, the desolation is revealed. After a while of silence, Zhao Yu's inquiry rang out: "why is this so?" "This is my father's choice. His majesty Taizu disappeared without any reason, and your father died in the war. Someone must come to protect the capital and protect the summer." Then Huang ting and Zhao Yu came to Guangzhu. Looking down at the bronze coffin, Huang Ting murmured: "father, I've come to see you with Chang'er's child. He has just finished his hunting and killed an imperial prince. Isn't it excellent? And he's about to reach the crown. " The huge coffin in the light column seemed to sense something, and began to tremble slightly. A deep green breath overflowed from the coffin and floated in the void. Zhao Yu can't help but stretch out his right hand to touch the bronze coffin, but he is blocked by his other hand. Meanwhile, Li Chunfeng's figure stands out beside Zhao Yu, and the old voice rings out"Don't touch it, your highness. This light is the coldest light in the mountain and sea map. It's the coldest thing in the world. It points to the origin of the law directly. Your Highness's current cultivation is not enough to bear. In those years, Lord Huang Zhao was seriously injured, and there was little life left, so he was entitled to be under the aurora of mountain and sea map." "Who hurt my grandfather?" "Fifteen years ago, the yulongguan massacre, Yunyan's mutiny, and the Empire's alien power surrounded and killed the prince's highness. His father rushed from the Shenjing city to rescue him. But in the end, the prince's highness refused to leave. He stayed at yulongguan for three days and died of exhaustion. His father accompanied the prince's Royal Highness. He was seriously injured and suffered great damage. When he returned to Shenjing, he kept himself in the coffin, No more. " The answer to Zhao Yu was Huang Ting, the great master. When he was just breaking through that year, he stepped into the realm of the birth and death of Zhangyuan from the real state of Taoism. By the time he left the pass, the battle of yulongguan had already ended, and the alien race had besieged the Shenjing city. All of them didn't speak any more. The eighth floor of the whole Sitian pagoda fell into silence. Zhao Yu looked at his close relatives who were sleeping in the huge coffin. He had a different look in his eyes. As long as he had a breath, he still had the ancient relic system against the sky. Even if the props didn't work, he could exchange for the hero's daohun and use the treatment brought by daohun The magic power, one day can cure grandfather completely, and he believes that this day will come soon. After a moment's silence, Li Chunfeng's old voice suddenly sounded: "in the summer army, the four armies are the strongest. Your highness knows what the tianwu army is?" "You wing, holding sun, Shenwei army I have seen, as for tianwu army, I don't know." Zhao Yu shook his head in response. Li Chunfeng stroked his white beard on his chest. His eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and said: "since emperor Taizu appointed the Fourth Army, the real tianwu army of the whole summer has only been Lord Huang Zhao, and the rest is at most a reserve service." One of the four armies in the summer, tianwu army, becomes an army with one person! Half saint, one man army! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
