Chapter 1582: Crown Prince
There are sixty-four islands in the Luohun Sea. Apart from more than forty islands with names, the rest are all nameless islands.
These nameless islands are called "Nantui".
Compared to the vast Antarctic Continent, "Nanchui" is only a small place, but for the mortals who have lived here for generations, this small place is everything to them.
Among the sixty-four islands, there is one island named "Bibo Island".
Like "Nancui" where Liang Yan was born, this island also has five major sects, namely: Lingyu Sect, Wuya Pavilion, Baizhan Sect, Xuanji Academy and Luoxia Valley.
At the same time that Liang Yan rushed to "Nancui", Bibo Island was in an attic of Xuanji Academy.
The five monks with profound aura were divided into two rows, each sitting on a rattan chair.
If anyone else enters this room, their jaws will definitely drop, because these five people here are actually the Tongxuan ancestors of the five great sects!
True Lord Tongxuan is the top being in the Sea of Luohun.
They usually stay behind the scenes and don't show up easily, but at this moment, the ancestors of the five great sects are actually gathered here!
What’s even more strange is that there is a young man in rich robes and jade robes in the room. His cultivation level is only at the early stage of Jindan, but he is sitting in the main seat with a golden sword!
Facing the five Tongxuan Zhenjun, instead of showing any sign of awe, he looked domineering.
Everyone seemed to have just had a conversation, and the atmosphere in the room was a little low.
After a brief silence, an old man in white robe suddenly spoke: "Prince Feng, we have handed over all the resources this year, why do we still come to our Bibo Island to raise troops to question the crime?"
After hearing this, the young man sitting in the main seat raised his brows and sneered: "Hand it in in full? I'm afraid that's not right? You are missing something, don't you know it in your heart?"
The old man in white robe frowned slightly. Wrinkle, glanced at the people around him, and they all shook their heads secretly.
"Prince Feng, you set the rules. More than 70% of the resources of the entire 'Bibo Island' have been handed over to the Tiandao Alliance. Isn't that enough?"
"Old guy, Are you pretending to be confused with me?"
Prince Feng sneered and said: "You have indeed handed over all the resources on the island, but what about the resources outside the island?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the five Tongxuan Zhenjun all darkened.
After pondering for a moment, the old man in white robe was the first to speak: "Prince Feng, I really don't understand why you want to collect soul stones from the sea of fallen souls. That thing has no effect at all, but will corrode the soul of the monks. .These In order to collect soul stones for you, Lingyu Sect has already lost half of its Juyuan Realm disciples. If this continues, the sect’s inheritance may be destroyed by me.”
After hearing this, Prince Feng’s expression changed. Without the slightest change, he still sneered: "Old Things like to talk too much, let me tell you, don’t ask if you shouldn’t ask! What this prince means is Tiandao League, which represents Seven Star City!”
“Seven Star City”
White Robe The old man smiled bitterly and murmured Said: "Just to serve you Seven Star City, hundreds of my disciples have died. If this continues, I am afraid that all the disciples above Juyuan Realm will die. How can I face the ancestors of Lingyu Sect by then?" ?”
"Lin Wuya, it seems that you are determined to go against this prince today?"
Prince Feng's face became colder and colder, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Lin Wuya stood up and said solemnly: "How dare I go against Prince Feng? I just hope that the Tiandao Alliance can give up mining soul stones and leave a way for the disciples of our five great sects to survive."
"Hmph! What does it matter if a few sect disciples die? Old thing Have you thought clearly? Is the sect’s inheritance more important, or your own future? If you dare to disobey the Tiandao Alliance’s orders, you, Lin Wuya, will definitely die!”
Prince Feng’s tone was cold and his attitude was arrogant. Give this Supreme Elder of the Lingyu Sect some mercy.
Lin Wuya's expression changed again and again, as if he was at war with heaven and man.
Suddenly, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.
“You are someone who relies on human power. I have long disliked you. If you want my life, I will kill you first!”
At this moment, Lin Wuya’s aura suddenly exploded. .
Actually, it wasn't just him, the other four people were also sulking.
A mere monk in the Golden Core Realm dared to ride on top of them and dominate them. Although the other party represented Seven Star City, he was too arrogant and domineering.
“Death!”
Lin Wuya took the lead, and as a spell was played, a green phoenix appeared on the top of the attic, with just one pair of wings, and it was already within a hundred miles. Turned into a sea of raging fire.
The green phoenix fell from the sky and rushed towards the location of Prince Feng.
Facing Zhenjun Tongxuan’s spell, instinctive fear appeared in Prince Feng’s eyes.
But soon, his expression calmed down.
Because behind him, a ray of light as cold as jade appeared. In just the blink of an eye, this ray of light had turned into a frosty barrier, shrouding his entire body inside.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, Qingfeng hit the ice barrier.
The terrifying power of ice and cold surged out, instantly extinguishing the flames on Qingfeng's body. Then countless rays of light appeared out of thin air, forming a huge ice prison in mid-air, locking Qingfeng tightly. Lock it inside!
Seeing this scene, Lin Wuya's expression suddenly changed.
Before he could react, the void behind him suddenly opened, and a woman in palace clothes appeared out of thin air.
This woman is thin and has long hair shawl. Cold air floats around her, as if she is surrounded by snowflakes.
Cold!
A biting chill appeared behind me.
Lin Wuya didn't hesitate at all. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a crystal clear jade Ruyi flew out from the storage ring, turned into a huge jade mountain in mid-air, and crashed in front of the woman.
When the woman in palace attire saw this, her expression did not change at all, and she took a gentle step forward.
After taking this step, boundless frost rolled up around him, and the power of ice surged, freezing the huge jade mountain halfway!
“Not good!”
Lin Wuya was shocked.
At this moment, he had noticed the power of the woman behind him, and the anger he had just felt had long subsided. What he was thinking about now was not killing the prince to vent his anger, but how to save his own life.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute, it was me just now."
Before Lin Wuya could finish speaking, the woman in palace clothes had pointed her finger in the air.
The surrounding frost continued to condense, and finally formed an ice spear. The spear broke through the air and reached behind Lin Wuya in just a moment.
Lin Wuya hadn't turned around yet. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't have time to speak.
Feeling the terrifying power behind him, Lin Wuya had no choice but to use his most powerful life-saving magic weapon: "Heavenly Jade Armor"!
As he thought, a layer of white jade-like armor appeared on his body.
At the same time, Lin Wuya was still uneasy, and used his body-protecting spiritual light to form two barriers with the "Sky Jade Armor", trying to block the attack of the woman in palace clothes.
Brush!
The spear broke through the air and arrived in an instant.
Lin Wuya's body-protecting aura was like paper, and was instantly pierced by the ice spear!
Seeing that the spear continued to gallop forward without losing its momentum, it finally slowed down when it encountered Lin Wuya's "Heavenly Jade Armor". It seemed that it could not penetrate this precious armor. "It's okay."
Lin Wuya breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt that he had temporarily saved his life. The "Sky Jade Armor" was indeed a magic weapon passed down by the sect. At the critical moment, it was the ancestors of the Lingyu Sect who saved his life.
While thinking this, Lin Wuya was about to turn around and beg for mercy.
But at this moment, the woman in palace clothes suddenly changed her technique.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard, and the ice spear exploded behind Lin Wuya, turning into a layer of white mist, shrouding his entire body.
“Ah!”
The sound of screams came from the white mist.
Obviously, Lin Wuya's "Heavenly Jade Armor" cannot defend against this magical power.
His breath weakened rapidly in the white mist. In just a few breaths, everyone outside the white mist could no longer feel his presence.
The Supreme Elders of Wuya Pavilion, Baizhan Sect, Xuanji Academy, and Luoxia Valley, all of the four great sects, all looked frightened at this time, staring at the white mist with their eyes, thinking Let’s see what happens to Lin Wuya.
After a moment, the white fog dispersed.
Lin Wuya had disappeared, replaced by an ice-sculpted white skeleton.
There was no aura fluctuation in the skeleton, and there was no trace of the existence of the soul. Obviously, the ancestor of the Lingyu Sect who dominated Bibo Island is no longer alive
The ancestors of the four major sects all took a breath.
"Hahaha!" Prince Feng's wild laughter came over: "You old guys, do you still want to do something to me now?"
The four Tongxuan Zhenjun looked at each other They glanced at each other and almost said in unison: "Don't dare!"
"Hmph, I guess you are wise!"
Prince Feng snorted coldly: "What this prince said is the order of Qixing City. Whoever dares to disobey, Lin Wuya will be his fate!"
"We are willing to obey the prince's order and dare not complain at all." The four of them handed over their hands at the same time.
"Okay."
Prince Feng nodded slightly and said: "Old fellows, don't blame me for not teaching you. Your own sect doesn't have enough Juyuan Realm disciples. Bi Bo Aren’t there a lot of casual cultivators on the island? These casual cultivators are eager to join your sect. Just assign them the status of an outer sect disciple, and that’s enough for these idiots to work hard for you.”
After hearing this, the four Tongxuan Zhenjun were all slightly startled.
Although the method mentioned by Prince Feng is a bit dirty, it can indeed preserve the core disciples of his sect.
On one side are those innocent casual cultivators, on the other side are the incense inheritance of their own sect. Which is more important, the four ancestors quickly made a decision.
"Thank you for the prince's advice. The prince's plan is very clever. I will go back and follow it soon!"
"Go."
Prince Feng waved his hand with a lazy expression.
The four True Lords of Tongxuan each bowed to him as if they had been granted amnesty, and then turned into four rays of light and flew away in different directions.
When the four of them were far away, The prince Feng changed his expression again,
"Senior Shuang, how are you? Am I okay as the leader of the Tiandao Alliance?"
After hearing this, the woman in palace clothes did not say anything. When he spoke, he still looked as cold as ice.
"Tsk, tsk, senior, everything is good, but his temper is a bit cooler." Prince Feng said with a playful smile: "How about I talk to my father and give you a chance to enter the Seven Star Palace, maybe you can break the current situation? Is there a bottleneck? "
When the woman in palace clothes heard this, her cold expression finally changed.
She forced a smile and said: "If the prince is willing, of course that would be great."
Prince Feng chuckled: "I am the hardest person to refuse. It’s just the fairy’s request.”
He turned his eyes and was about to say something else, when he saw a ray of light flying from a distance.
After a moment, the escaping light stopped in front of the two of them. It was a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe.
"Meet Prince Feng!" The visitor bowed respectfully.
"I didn't tell you, what are you doing here?" Prince Feng was disturbed, and his expression was a little unhappy.
The man in Confucian robes lowered his head and said slowly: "Reporting to the Crown Prince, the two women you ordered to search before have already been identified."
"What? You mean' Qingyu Shuangshu'? ”
"Not bad!" The man in Confucian robes nodded.
Prince Feng was overjoyed and asked: "Where are they now?"
"Someone saw them showing up on 'Yunxi Island'."
"Yun Xi Island?"
Prince Feng pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, come with me to Yunxi Island, let's go now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind him: "Why are these two golden elixir realm female cultivators so concerned? Prince, please don't forget that collecting 'soul stones' is the main business. If this matter is delayed, Even if you and I have ten heads, it’s not enough.”
The person who spoke was the woman in palace attire, and it was obvious that she did not agree with the prince’s decision to go to Yunxi Island.
"Senior Shuang, don't worry, it won't delay the business. This is my little hobby. I hope senior won't disturb my pleasure." Prince Feng chuckled.
Seeing how persistent he was, the woman in palace clothes showed a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
The next moment, she waved her right sleeve, and a magic weapon spaceship flew out of the sleeve.
The spaceship quickly grew in size in mid-air, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a ten-foot-long white jade ship, floating in mid-air.
The woman in palace clothes sighed and said: "Let's go. I have been ordered by Master to stay with you. Since you insist on going to Yunxi Island, I should accompany you."< br>
"Haha! Then Senior Laoshuang will escort you!"
Prince Feng laughed loudly, and walked into the white jade boat with the woman in palace attire and the man in Confucian robes.
The building boat flew through the air, and soon left Bibo Island and rushed into the black mist of the Sea of Souls
The other side.
Liang Yan used the escape light to roll up Jin Yuye and Miao Suwen, and flew over the Sea of Lost Souls. The once terrifying black mist was now completely vulnerable to him.
He was riding fast, and after about seven or eight days, he saw a coast covered with yellow sand appearing in front of him.
Familiar coast, familiar desert!
Back then, he set out from here and took the "Purple Sky Cloud Boat" to cross the sea and go north to the Antarctic Fairy Continent to seek enlightenment.
More than two hundred years have passed, and nothing here seems to have changed much. The desolate coast is still rolling with yellow sand, and the cracked boulders tell the vicissitudes of time.
As the light breaks through the sky, Liang Yan falls. It flew out from the demonic wind of the Soul Sea.
"Nancui. I'm back."
(End of this chapter)