Chapter 581 Longtai Roll Call [Ask for a monthly pass! 】
The golden light on the high dragon platform is shining brightly, the clouds all over the sky are churning into groups, and the gaze of the crowd is as hot as the sun. There are ten coiled dragon pillars on the side and rear, and the banners of the ten sects of the Imperial City Battle are hung respectively. If they are completely eliminated, a Panlong pillar will be removed. But at this moment, there is only one big banner with gold thorns on a white background waving in the wind.
"Shushan School!"
The wave of shouts ended with the emperor of the Yu Dynasty ascending the Dragon Terrace. Normally, this link would be announced by the big figures of the Jian Guofu, but this time the emperor came to the stage to roll his name, obviously in a good mood.
"After many days of competition, the one who finally won the championship in this Immortal Gate Conference is... the Shushan faction!" The emperor's majestic voice revealed a hint of joy.
Chu Liang’s status as the royal younger brother is actually only a small part of the reason. The main reason is that the Penglai family has been dominant for too long. If any sect wins the championship with Penglai, His Majesty will inevitably be delighted.
"Ling Ao! Xu Ziyang! Jiang Yuebai!" He read out the names of these young people word by word, "And my imperial brother, Chu Liang!"
"He is the number one scholar of this session!"
Whenever he pronounced a name, the twelve big drums on the city wall would be struck at the same time, and all the audience would not hesitate to cheer and shout, even the auspicious clouds in the sky were applauding for these young people.
This is the most dazzling name in this generation!
In a short time thereafter, they will be spread all over the world and inside and outside Kyushu, and will be known to the whole world. No matter what step these young people take in the future, the glory they have gained today is enough to be proud of for a lifetime.
The whole Yu is boiling over them!
At this moment, Chu Liang has no time to pay attention to these things, he is lying in Jiang Yuebai's arms, closing his eyes peacefully. Jiang Yuebai sat in the medical hall under the imperial city, resting Chu Liang's head on her lap, waiting for the supervisor to treat Chu Liang's wounds himself.
"Strange..." The supervisor next to him frowned and said: "I have used my true energy to hang his lifeline, and all his injuries were flesh and blood, although the injuries were serious...but his physical strength has already been restored The basics, you shouldn’t be in a coma anymore.”
"Did you hear that?" Jiang Yuebai patted Chu Liang's face, "It's time to wake up."
"Hmm..." Chu Liang's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.
"If you procrastinate any longer, you will miss the Dragon Stage roll call. Don't pretend." Jiang Yuebai said again.
"Hiss..." Chu Liang opened his eyes immediately, covered the back of his head, and said in a daze, "If you want to say that I am dizzy, I must be dizzy. But why can I still hear something vaguely? I just I could hear a heavenly voice calling me, and it called me back."
Jiang Yuebai smiled helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you."
Looking at her face, Chu Liang realized that although some beauties look surprisingly beautiful from a distance, when they look closely... they are even more beautiful.
"Why did you throw in the towel?" he asked.
Jiang Yuebai first gave him an annoyed look when he heard this.
It turned out that this kid even heard this paragraph.
It means that he probably didn't faint from the beginning to the end, but he fell and was caught by himself, and he just touched the porcelain.
"You deserve it." After a pause, she stood up and pointed to the outside of the city wall, "Everyone is calling your name."
Although Chu Liang's injuries were serious, as the Jianguo Ling said, they were all flesh wounds. For practitioners, especially Chu Liang's strong resilience, the basic part has been healed in a short while, and the rest will slowly heal. It's okay to rest, it's not a big deal. Although he can no longer fight at this moment, there is no inconvenience in his actions.
There are several such halls in a row. The disciples of the immortal sect who were injured in the battle of the imperial city were treated here. Yang Yuhu was standing at the door of one of them.
is also listening to the sound outside, dazed.
Seeing Chu Liang come out, he was a little embarrassed, but Chu Liang greeted first with a smile: "Brother Yang, is your brother okay?"
"Brother, he... is fine, just rest and recuperate for a few days." Yang Yuhu replied, and then murmured: "Congratulations."
Yang Shenlong's Azure Dragon Inheritance heals the most, and he believes that the healing speed will not be slower than his own.
"Thank you." Chu Liang nodded slightly.
Afterwards, he jumped up with Jiang Yuebai and appeared on the high wall of the imperial city. Here, Ling Ao and Xu Ziyang have been waiting for a while. Just wait for Chu Liang and the others to arrive, and then they can climb up the Dragon Terrace together.
Seeing Jiang Yuebai and Chu Liang appearing together, the already loud cheers rose again.
Even if there are a few Jiang Jiang diehards who are unwilling to accept the reality, someone will immediately jump out and give a stern warning.
He is a talented woman and a beautiful woman, a natural match, and it's your turn to object, a monster?
"Come!" The emperor waved his hand.
The four of Chu and Liang climbed onto the Dragon Terrace together, and then palace officials came to cover them with golden crowns, jade belts, colorful satin, and red embroidery...the four of them were immediately dressed up beautifully.
Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai stood in the center, like a bridegroom and a bride, Xu Ziyang was like a handsome best man, Ling Ao... like the bride's brother Jie Liuzi, who had to bite the bullet and send his sister to marry because his father was drunk .
In this atmosphere of universal celebration, the emperor held Chu Liang's hand and said, "Zhuangyuan Lang, tell everyone something."
As the new champion of the Immortal Gate, Chu Liang should say exactly what. On the Dragon Terrace, there is no need to make a loud voice, it will immediately spread throughout the city and be remembered by people.
He took a step forward, cleared his throat, and the youthful heroic appearance was glorious, even if he was used to seeing big scenes, it was inevitable that there would be some ups and downs.
Chu Liang calmed down a bit, and finally said excitedly: "My family..."
"Shushan Hongmian Peak will open a batch of new stores in the Yudu Immortal Square. This month, it will win the first prize, and all products will be 50% off!"
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At the moment when almost all the people in Yudu gathered outside the imperial city, there was a little boy who didn't care about the Fairy Gate Conference.
The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.
He was holding a small tortoise in his hand, the tortoise's head drooped limply, and the little boy sat on the ground and whimpered.
At this time, an old and gentle voice suddenly came from the side.
"Little friend, what are you sad about?"
The little boy looked up and found that it was an old man with long beard and white hair dressed in coarse linen. He looked very kind.
"My little tortoise died..." the little boy said sadly, "Just now everyone was running over there to watch the fairy gate meeting. The little tortoise accidentally crawled into the middle of the road and was trampled to death!"
"Then... do you want him to be resurrected?" the kind old man suddenly asked.
"Huh?" The little boy raised his head strangely. Although he is young, he also knows the truth that a turtle cannot be resurrected after death, "Is it possible?"
"As long as you wish sincerely, then I can help you realize your wish." The kind old man said with a smile.
As soon as the little boy heard this, he closed his eyes and made a wish: "Then I sincerely hope that the little turtle will come back to life."
As he spoke, the old man gently brushed the little turtle's body with his hand, and a miraculous thing happened.
The tortoise's head, which had been drooping softly, was slowly propped up, and the little tortoise raised its head again, shaking it from side to side.
"Huh?" The little boy's eyes widened in surprise, "The little turtle is really alive!"
When he looked at the old man, his eyes seemed to be looking at an old fairy, "Grandpa, you are really amazing!"
"Hehe." The old man smiled lightly and asked, "Are you happy?"
"Happy!" The little boy nodded heavily.
"Then I helped you realize your wish, can you do me a favor too?" the old man asked kindly.
"Yes!" The little boy nodded again and asked, "What can I do for you?"
"Help me sing this ballad to your little friends, will you?" The old man's voice seemed to have a certain imprint, and it was just written into the little boy's mind.
Long songs, he, a child, memorized them after listening to them once, and couldn’t even forget them.
"Ziweiyin, Yinghuogao, a celestial master descends into the world to kill demons."
"Longchi is in chaos, the fire of fire disappears, and the chaos leaves the dragon sword in the mountain."
(end of this chapter)