Chapter 582 Father and Daughter [Ask for a monthly pass! 】
After the Longtai roll call, today's ceremony is temporarily over, and the immortals retreat. Those who don't want to stay for a long time can turn around today, and those who are still in the mood can take a stroll around Yudu City.
Shushan disciples also returned to the palace, but their celebration is not over yet. Tomorrow night, they will be invited into the palace and enjoy the Qinghong Banquet, which is known as the best in the world, with the emperor.
Longtai roll call, Qinghong banquet, this is the complete ceremony for winning the championship.
Not only Shushan disciples were invited to the Qinghong Banquet, there will be singing and dancing performances at the banquet, and the best musicians and dancers of the Yu Dynasty have already been invited in advance.
In previous years, Nanyinfang would have appointed an outstanding disciple to perform, but this year there was none—because Nanyinfang rarely entered the top ten this year.
There is a slight possibility of winning the championship.
People who are likely to sit in the Qinghong Banquet will naturally not participate as a guest performer, so they waited until the Longtai roll call ended before the leader of Nanyinfang mentioned this matter and decided that Shen Qingyan would go to the palace to perform.
The imperial court has always had a good impression of Shen Qingyan, and they want her to marry the second prince and become the future queen without any secret. Faced with this, Nanyinfang was willing to create opportunities, but it would not interfere with the opinions of its disciples. Letting her perform in the palace this time also gave Shen Qingyan a chance to get in touch with the second prince.
Shen Qingyan herself doesn't really want to get in touch with the second prince again, but this is a mission of the master's school after all, and only the best disciples have gone there over the years, so she can't shirk it. If she shirks it and finds another fellow student, then everyone will feel embarrassed.
What's more, participating in the Battle of the Imperial City this time is considered to have created the best results in recent decades. The sisters of Nanyinfang are in a good mood, and they are going to celebrate tonight.
It's just that the whole city is still immersed in the frenzy of the Fairy Gate Conference. There are many pedestrians on the street, and the disciples of Nanyinfang will definitely be surrounded as soon as they show up.
So they took a carriage all the way out of the city and came to a manor outside the city. This place is also a relatively familiar place, relatively quiet, and they can eat, drink and play casually.
The chariots and horses walked slowly outside the city of Yudu, and stopped outside a garden with a plaque of "Jingya Xianzhuang" hanging.
It was originally a pleasant trip, but when Shen Qingyan got out of the car, a sudden change occurred!
A black shadow slowly approached in the bamboo forest outside the manor, and the girls hadn't noticed it yet, but there was a sudden shout from the carriage: "He Fang Xiaoxiao?"
Since Shen Qingyan was attacked last time, in addition to the elders leading the team, Nanyinfang specially sent an elder who is good at fighting in the sect to sit in the guard. At this moment, it was she who spotted these sneaking enemies at a glance.
Zheng—
Immediately there was a plucking sound, and the black shadows walking close to the ground were immediately frustrated, as if there was an invisible wall in front of them, and they bumped into it head-on.
After a few screams, several men in black jumped out of the ground and fell to the ground one after another.
At this time, several core disciples who got off the car also became alert, took out their instruments and looked around.
But in an instant, sand and rocks flew away, a yellow wind flashed in front of my eyes, and a black shadow suddenly swept in front of Shen Qingyan like a fierce gust of wind.
"Dare!" The elder in the car paused again and flew out!
Shen Qingyan also wanted to take a shot to resist, but the black shadow raised his hand with a palm, which was as fast as lightning, and there was no way to resist it.
Boom—
Shen Qingyan was hit with a palm and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
The black shadow turned and left.
The elder of Nanyinfang plucked four strings in succession, and the four sound blades followed him away. With a flick of his sleeve, all the sound blades were absorbed and disappeared by a black vortex.
One hit and go, no love for fighting.
"It's really shameless for you to attack my sect's disciples as a mighty expert in the seventh realm!" The elder cursed angrily.
The ghostly skill of the other party is obviously the same as her in the seventh realm. Under such circumstances, it is really difficult for her to completely protect several disciples with one attacking and one defending.
Immediately, he could only let the other party go, and turned around to check on Shen Qingyan's condition.
The elder took the pulse with his fingertips, frowned immediately and said: "Fortunately, it's just a shock to the meridian, it's not a big deal, just go back and take some medicine and rest for a while."
At the same time, I also have some doubts, what is the purpose of these thieves? To mobilize a seventh-level power just to injure Shen Qingyan?
Could it be some fanatical fan of Xue Lingxue and Yu Xianger?
The reason why she thought in that direction was because such outrageous things had indeed happened before. A fanatical supporter of a core disciple, so he attacks another core disciple... and such things are not uncommon.
It's really rare to have such a high cultivation base.
"I'm fine, don't worry." After adjusting her breath a little, Shen Qingyan confirmed that she was not seriously injured, and said weakly, "It's just that I may not be able to go to the performance in Tomorrow Palace."
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"嗉—"
"嗉—"
In the perennially empty Shenhuo Temple, a copper stove hot pot was steaming in the middle, and the two sat opposite each other, each picking out a bowl of vermicelli, chattering fiercely.
"Hiss—"
"Why do you always imitate me?" Di Nvfeng raised her eyes and stared at the biological father opposite.
"I don't have any." Mingde put down his chopsticks and said, "It's just...it smells really good."
"Really?" said the emperor Feng Dalala, "what's the relationship between us, can I still lie to you? With the base material of our Shu Mountain and my secret dipping sauce, there is nothing bad thing."
"Indeed." Mingde nodded in agreement.
"These secret recipes of mine have been passed down from generation to generation. They are passed on from daughters to men. If I hadn't asked you for something, I wouldn't have passed them on today." The emperor said.
Mingde: "?"
These words sounded vaguely against Tiangang.
But he still asked: "What's the matter?"
"Such a delicious dipping sauce, you go to Qinghong Garden to steal a chicken tonight while it's dark, and we'll have a hot pot tomorrow, the taste is guaranteed to be delicious." The emperor said again.
"..." Mingde was speechless, "Are you still thinking about this?"
"If I haven't eaten it, forget it. The key point is that I ate it once in the past. The meat is really delicious and unforgettable."
"The Qinghong Banquet has been a tradition for so many years, except that the emperor can eat a few more meals, I haven't heard of a second repeat customer." Mingde couldn't help laughing.
"Yes." Emperor Feng thought suddenly, "If I become the emperor, I can justifiably eat once every twelve years."
"No need." Mingde quickly reached out his hand to interrupt her thinking.
Wanting to be an emperor for the sake of Qinghong Banquet may sound a little outrageous, but if it is the emperor's daughter Feng, it may not be serious.
"Hey, don't worry." The emperor said with a smile, "I don't want to grab the emperor's position for a long time..."
Just when Mingde breathed a sigh of relief, Emperor Nvfeng immediately said, "What I want to steal is yours."
"Alas..." Mingde could not help but sigh.
Do evil.
Empress Feng said: "We made an appointment before, you won't go back on it?"
What she said naturally meant that as long as Shushan wins the first prize in the Immortal Gate Conference, Emperor Nvfeng can compete with him.
"Naturally." Mingde smiled wryly.
In fact, no one thinks that Emperor Nvfeng will succeed in the fight.
In the past, the members of the royal family would block the idea of Emperor Nvfeng, because they were worried that Mingde's fatherly love would overflow, and they directly took the initiative to hand over the Fen Cang Dao to Emperor Nvfeng... After all, the previous behavior of this guardian showed that he was not a Very reliable person.
Fortunately, the emperor later confirmed with Mingde that he had no such idea.
As long as he doesn't take the initiative to give it, even if there are 10,000 people who want to fight, so what?
It is precisely because of this that the emperor will help Chu Liang and give him immortal magic to enhance his strength, so he is not afraid of Shushan winning the championship. Because as long as Mingde doesn't want to give it, no one is afraid of Di Nvfeng to **** it.
It is a very slim thing to fight for the Lord's Dao in the seventh realm at any time.
Looking at Empress Feng's proud face now, as if she had won the battle, Mingde couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
This daughter is really...
I can completely understand why she is notorious in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, not everyone is her biological father.
Besides, she even wanted to beat her own father.
It is true that no one is used to it.
"Then don't be polite to me at that time, and you don't have to give in to me." Di Nvfeng said, "We are brothers, and we will settle accounts clearly, so don't show mercy."
"..." Mingde only felt the veins in his temples throbbing.
Just when he didn't know what to say, he suddenly heard a terrifying dragon chant from outside.
"Roar-"
The sound of the dragon's roar contained strong spiritual power, which shocked the entire imperial city including the Divine Fire Hall. The rolling waves spread out of the imperial city and spread to the streets, overturning a large number of pedestrians.
Mingde stepped on his right foot, and immediately felt like a needle that fixed the sea. There was a huge force to restrain the tide, so that it did not spread to the entire Yudu City.
"What's going on?" The emperor's daughter Feng stared in the direction of Long Yin.
Ming De has suddenly stood up: "It's Huanlongchi!"
Good morning.
(end of this chapter)