Chapter 511 Take a rest when you are tired

Chapter 511 Take a rest when you are tired

In the Southern Dragon Palace, the relationship between the Dragon King and the Prince is actually very delicate.

First of all, this prince must be the most favored son of Nangong Dragon King.

Whether it is its natural talent, bloodline, character, or even appearance, it is definitely the one that satisfies the Dragon King the most.

But there is actually an issue between the two that cannot be ignored.

That is due to the fact that the demon clan, especially the great demon with noble bloodline like the Yellow Evil Poison Dragon, has a terrifyingly long lifespan.

The prince of Nanlong Palace may still be the prince for many more years.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

The best choice is not to see the king.

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace rarely comes to see his father, but whenever he comes here, it must be to ask the Dragon King to "delegate power."

After obtaining the other party's consent, it can act freely without worrying about any gaps in the father's heart.

Therefore, when the word "Yun" swayed out of the abyss cave.

The Crown Prince of Nanlong Palace slowly stood up straight, glanced at Ke Laosi who was kneeling next to him, and Ke Shiliang who was sitting uneasily, and said calmly: "Get out and wait for my decree."

"..."

Ke Laosi raised his head and expressed tears of gratitude.

As long as Nanlong Palace is still willing to use itself, it will still have a chance to turn around.

As a brother of the prince, Ke Shiliang did not show any dissatisfaction when faced with such words that were almost scolding a slave.

The demon clan doesn't talk about elders and younger ones.

The other party is a prince, and he is just an idle prince. It is not because the other party is older, but because the winner has been decided as early as when they were still dragon grandsons.

There are only six dragon sons in the huge Nanlong Palace, which is enough to show how vicious this brother is.

"Lao Wu obeys the order."

Ke Shiliang bowed respectfully.

I slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eldest brother is indeed violent, but he is also really capable. The other party is willing to take charge of the overall situation on behalf of his father. This may not be a good thing for the remaining three brothers who are comparable to the Hedao realm, but it is not a good thing for himself and Xiaosi. For "sinners", it is an extremely stable backer.

With the support of his eldest brother, he has a chance to get back the face he lost with Nanhong Seventh Son.

If things are done well, the Prince's Palace might even recruit a few more Bai Yujing Demon Generals.

When he thought of the great demon general Bai Yujing, Ke Shiliang couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment on his face.

Those are all veterans who are in charge of the fiefdom for it... I don't know how much energy was spent on training and recruiting them, but now there is only one left inexplicably. How can people accept it? !
If I don’t take revenge, I will never raise my head again in Nanhong.

Thinking of this, Ke Shiliang walked out of the palace with sadness. Putting it in front of his peers, it may be inconspicuous, but if it is a junior...such as Su Hongxiu, Wei Yuanzhou and others that day, it will let them know what Nanlong Palace is. The majesty of the prince.

…

The clouds and mist are shrouded, and the mountain ridges are like lines.

The seven rainbows suddenly faded in the direction from which they came, and poured into the seven sect reliefs again, announcing the end of the conference.

In the sky, six phantoms rippled like water waves and then disappeared.

Long layers disappear.

The young man in Nanyang's white robe stood in the clouds with his hands lowered. Even without the grand pomp, he still attracted everyone's attention.

The scene in which the other party killed Liu Xingshan with a wave of his hand may be something many monks present will never forget.

This is a position forged by strength, which is far more stable than being forcibly held up by others.

Even if you don’t count the Seven Sons of Nanhong.

Shen Yi alone is enough to occupy a place in Nanhong and have such a great reputation.

Several Taoists stepped forward at the same time, bowed their hands towards the figure and said, "We will see Sect Master Shen."

As a genius, being able to take things and put them down is the most basic requirement.

But the reason why they took the initiative to step forward was not because they wanted to take the opportunity to please the new sect leader. Under the slightly puzzled eyes of the guests, no one from the seven sects left the scene, and they were all waiting quietly.

Because there is still one thing that has not been dealt with.

The quiet departure of the other six sect leaders was a tacit agreement that the matter would be handed over to Sect Master Shen.

This was also their response to Shen Yi's previous deliberate display of the blood talisman in his palm.

Now that he has recognized the identity of Nanyang Sect Leader.

Then life and death... will come into effect.

"The envoy from Nanlong Palace is still waiting outside. I wonder how we should respond? Please give instructions from the Nanyang Sect Master."

Wushuang Sect Daozi took a step forward and looked at the sect leader who was much younger than himself with slightly complicated eyes.

He didn't know about the other sect masters, but at least his master must still have the intention to test sect master Shen.

A qualified heir to a treasure land must not only be able to fight, but also have brains.

It's not that Nanhong Seven Sons can't compete head-on with Nanlong Palace, but there are a lot of considerations on how to fight, why they fight, and what they can gain after the fight.

This matter is not big or small for a sect leader, but it is enough to see how he handles things.

in short.

If it is handled well, Sect Leader Shen can definitely participate in the seven major events. If it is not handled satisfactorily, then he should just continue to guard the Nanyang treasure land and practice steadily.

The rest of the Taoists, including Su Hongxiu, remained quiet, and no one made any noise to disturb Shen Yi's thoughts.

Even when the other party issued a decree, no matter whether it was stupid or not, they had to take huge risks to implement it.

This is the position that a true sect master should have among the seven sons of Nanhong.

However, what shocked all the Taoists was.

Shen Yi glanced at a few people lightly: "What are you doing?"

Hearing this, the corners of Bai Wu's lips twitched twice, and his expression became speechless.

Pretending... to be stupid?
Nanlong Palace has come to visit. It is a bit unrealistic to try to fool them in this way.

The dignified Immortal Sect cannot shut out the envoys from the Dragon Palace and pretend to be deaf by closing the formation... Not to mention, Nanyang Sect seems to be like this, and it has not completely opened the sect's magic formation until now.

Bai Wu was not the only one who felt helpless.

The Wushuang Sect Daozi who asked the question earlier was obviously not satisfied with the response, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and pointed in a certain direction: "Return to Sect Master Shen, the envoy from Nanlong Palace is here..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist's outstretched fingertips froze slightly.

He suddenly realized something.

The meeting of the Seven Sons has ended. According to the character of the group of demon soldiers and warriors in the Prince's Palace of Nanlong Palace, they still hold the Prince's decree in their hands. It is not easy to endure until now. They should have come to the door a long time ago. Why are they so quiet.

"knew."

Shen Yi tapped her chin and walked past a few people: "Wait for them to come over and let them come to Nanyang Sect to find me."

In fact, he just wanted to test the attitude of the Alliance Sect, and did not really want to break up with Nanlong Palace.

As a hunter, it is an extremely stupid behavior to stimulate the prey into a full-scale counterattack when it is not necessary.

What's more, with his current strength, if he is really targeted by a Hedao realm monster, he will have no power to protect himself.

Making a fortune in silence is the right way to go.

Therefore, Shen Yi arranged for Wu Jun and Ke Shisan to go over and make the flowing water even more turbid.

Since these two demons survived a catastrophe and became the masters of the East Palace and the North Palace, their bodies have undergone tremendous changes. Without careful inspection, it would be difficult to discover their stone-holding nature.

The sudden appearance of two such ferocious monsters in Nanhong was enough for Nanlong Palace to investigate for a while.

Moreover, Wu Jun's performance actually exceeded Shen Yi's expectations.

The other party not only confused his vision... but also seemed to have attracted most of the Dragon Prince's anger.

It seems like he can buy himself a lot of time.

"..."

Su Hongxiu looked at Shen Yi's leaving figure silently, raising her eyebrows slightly. Judging from the methods Shen Yi had previously displayed, it was most likely that what happened to the Shui Tribe was his handiwork.

But there is something wrong with the current reaction.

Thinking of this, she also looked in that direction, her eyes gradually flickering. The two armies were fighting. Bu Zhan was coming, not to mention that Nanlong Palace was just here to ask questions, and the fight hadn't started yet... But she didn't I think Shen Yi will be a rule-abiding person.

The group of Nanlong Palace envoys are gone, right?

Even Su Hongxiu, who was known for his murderous nature, felt a slight tremor in his heart when this thought passed through his mind.

Go crazy! If this matter is leaked out, let alone the Xihong Dragon Palace, even the other two remaining Dragon Palaces may not be able to help but take action.

This is not a matter of giving face or not, but simply not taking Dragon Palace seriously.

But looking at Shen Yi's calm back, Su Hongxiu had no choice but to suppress her surprise and pretend to not see anything.

Wei Yuanzhou took steps to follow.

"Sect Master Shen, Yuanzhou has a merciless request."

He meticulously saluted Shen Yi and said concisely: "Wei Yuanling, a direct disciple of the Lingyun Sect, once offended Sect Master Shen. Yuanzhou would like to ask for a pardon for her. I hope the Sect Master will be magnanimous and spare her once. If the Sect Master is still angry, Yuanzhou is willing to try his best to make amends.”

This Taoist disciple of Lingyun Sect did not mention anything about helping Sect Master Shen before, and his attitude was extremely sincere.

But Shen Yi fell into silence.

He had previously found it strange that he and this Taoist priest had never met each other before, but the other party was taking care of him overtly and covertly.

It turns out that there is another reason inside.

So... who is Wei Yuanling?

"this."

Wei Yuanzhou keenly caught the fleeting doubt in Shen Yi's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a helpless smile.

Things that I thought were quite important turned out to have been forgotten by the other party.

It's really a bit like an ethereal being, free from the interference of the mundane world. No wonder the cultivation progress can be so rapid.

Even putting aside the level of strength, when Wei Yuanzhou looked at Shen Yi again, he actually felt a little more ashamed.

Maybe I value so-called rules so much, but I am bound by them and feel less indifferent.

"Yuanzhou understands."

Wei Yuanzhou took half a step back and bowed again.

What his sister needs is not Sect Leader Shen's pardon at all, but true repentance. If she cannot get over her hatred and still feels that someone else has bullied her, even if she gets out of the prison, she will still be trapped by a bigger problem. Heart prison.

"Understood?"

Shen Yi came back to her senses and raised her eyebrows. What do you understand?

Why are these Taoisms so arrogant than the others?

That’s all, it has nothing to do with yourself.

All he wanted now was to return to the sect quickly and take a rest. The process of climbing the sky this time really made Shen Yi feel tired again in a rare way.

Not physically, but from the lingering sleepiness in my soul.

It seemed like he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Now that I have finally established a foothold in Nanhong, it shouldn't be too much to sleep peacefully.

"..."

Far away from everyone, Fairy Baohua finally waited until the Taoists finished talking about their affairs, and subconsciously wanted to chase after the familiar figure.

She had so many questions to ask.

But as soon as Fairy Baohua stepped out with her bare feet, she timidly took them back.

She had indeed missed each other for a long time, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that they were not very familiar with each other. She didn't even know Shen Yi's true identity until now.

besides.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fairy Baohua vaguely saw an exhausted figure from under the noble Nanyang white robe. Although it didn't have the majesty of overlooking all living beings before, it somehow seemed more real.

"He seems very tired."

Listening to Fairy Baohua's murmur, Su Yushang rolled her eyes at her: "You still don't believe that your cultivation level is low. The monks who can climb to Bai Yujing have long been in harmony with the heaven and earth. There is no way for mortals to be trapped."

"Maybe I saw it wrong." Fairy Baohua twitched her lips and forced a smile.

But she didn't notice that behind the two of them, the old woman holding a cane looked at them from a distance, and then sighed silently.

Being able to discern things that ordinary people can't see in that radiant figure is actually not a good thing, it will only get deeper and deeper.

The old woman didn't feel that she was qualified to give any advice to her disciples on this kind of matter. She just felt a little confused...Why is it the Nanyang Sect again.

The next moment, she shook her head, waved her staff gently, rolled up the invisible spiritual wind and pushed Fairy Baohua out, and said with a faint smile: "Xiao Zhilan, just go if you want to see her. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Even if her position is not objective, she has to admit that the current performance of Sect Leader Shen has already surpassed that of Xuan Qing back then.

For people like them, if they hesitate now, they may never have another chance in the future.

Of course, the so-called opportunity will most likely only be limited to meeting once.

…

In the Yunxia Mountain Mansion not far from Nanhong Qizi.

The vast shade of trees rippled slightly like the green sea. There were a few simple chairs and stools below. Six figures were not sitting together, but were scattered. Some were drinking tea, some were drinking wine, and some were playing the piano elegantly. There are also some squatting on the ground playing with stones.

The eyes of the few people did not meet, but the whole scene was surprisingly harmonious.

It was as if they had already become one.

"Is it Senior Brother Qin?"

The cool woman playing the piano suddenly stopped with her green-white fingertips and looked sideways at the empty chair closest to the big tree.

This chair looked familiar, it was the one on the long steps earlier.

Compared with the previous grand gathering, this seemingly quiet place with scattered seats is more suitable for the name "Seven Sons Conference".

"have no idea."

The leader of Tianjian Sect carried the wine jar and let out a long breath of wine: "I saw him once through the water mirror when I entered the water a few days ago. No matter the methods he used or the way he acted, they were all the same as those named Qin. Very different."

"Different is right." Wushuang Sect Master finally placed the stones into a satisfactory shape and raised his head: "After experiencing that kind of thing, if you return for revenge, how can you be the same as before?"

His words seemed to speak to everyone's hearts.

Anyway, it's just a thought.

"So...invite him to come with you next time?" Lingyue Sect Leader said dullly.

But he saw everyone stopped what they were doing and cast a complicated look at him.

If it is really Senior Brother Qin, do you still need to invite him?
If not, then what's the point of inviting a young prodigy to come over and participate in the affairs of Hedao Realm.

"Then what do you think we should do? If we really want to take revenge, how about just a few of us?"

Lingyue Sect Master was obviously a little angry, and there was a bit of sullenness on Fang Zheng's face.

If others heard this, they would be shocked.

A group of beings who could turn Nanhong upside down with just a few clicks of their fingers could actually say such unconfident words.

"Lets see."

Qingyue Sect Master's fingertips returned to the strings.

Then everyone's eyes turned away again and they continued to work on the things at hand.

It is said that Bai Yujing is boring and boring. He must inherit the treasure land of Hedao in order to obtain the so-called great freedom.

However, only when they truly reach this state can they know how boring Bai Yujing is. At least they can do whatever they want to do.

And shouldering the lives of all the creatures in the entire treasure land and becoming their destiny is a shackle that they cannot break free from.

Heaven and earth are merciless, and monks in the Hedao realm are still merciful even if they endure such catastrophes as birth, old age, illness, and death.

Therefore, they can only clumsily imitate the world and never become the real world.

(End of chapter)