46|The Rage of Namyang Fist Fighting Diao Xuanzhen

He made a lighthearted remark, but it provoked a slight huffing sound from the surroundings. Many of the magi thought to themselves, “How can you, a ragged god with no magical power, have the audacity to tell Lang Qianqiu that you will surely die in a fight with me? That’s a bit too arrogant. He made it sound as if he had been demoted because Lang Qianqiu didn’t want to see him in the same light. However, Lang Qianqiu didn’t think what he said was exaggerated at all and said, “As I said, life and death don’t matter! I don’t need you to let me either.”

Xie Ren should not have answered him and said to Jun Wu, “Please ask the emperor to relegate me to the lower realms.”

Shi Qingxuan suddenly raised his hand and said, “Wait! I still have something to say!”

Jungo said, “The Wind Master speaks.”

Shi Qingxuan said, ”All of you immortal bureaucrats seem to think that His Highness Xianle took the name Fangxin in order to take revenge and bloodshed the Yongan royal family. But if he wanted to take revenge, why did he let go of His Highness Tai Hua, who is the Crown Prince of Yongan? In theory, shouldn’t it be this Crown Prince that an avenger would want to kill the most?”

This section is not no one thought, but all feel no need to take the initiative to speak out, at this time the wind master took the lead to say, only a few people followed nodding. Shi Qingxuan also said: “Although I have not been friends with His Highness the Crown Prince for a long time, but I personally saw him in order to save His Highness Tai Hua to face the machete life. Qianqiu, if he has hatred towards your Yongan royal family, how would he be willing to take the risk of blocking the sword for you?”

When they heard “facing the Scimitar Doom”, Feng Xin and Mu Qing both looked shocked. A small voice muttered, “Maybe it’s because of a guilty conscience”, but Shi Qingxuan immediately added in a loud voice to cover it up, saying, “That’s an ominous evil weapon, a cursed blade! So! I think this matter is doubtful!”

Pei Ming said, “I really envy His Highness the Crown Prince for being able to have the Wind Master to vouch for him and stand up for his words. We, Little Pei, don’t have this fortune.”

Shi Qingxuan said: ”General Pei you should not confuse things. Little Pei’s matter can be the same? I saw his evil deeds with my own eyes and heard him admit it with my own ears.”

Pei Ming said, “Then wouldn’t it be the same today? His Highness Tai Hua saw his evil deeds with his own eyes, and also heard His Highness Xian Le admit it with his own ears, so what difference does it make?”

Shi Qingxuan was furious, and was about to argue with him again when Xie Ren grabbed him and said, “Master Feng, thank you very much, I’ll accept your favor. But it’s not necessary.”

Shi Qingxuan didn’t think of how to refute Pei Ming for a moment and pointed at him, holding his breath.

At this time, Jun Wu finally spoke up. He said in a faint voice, “All of you, be at ease.”

His vocalization was also not very loud and calm, however, every Divine Magus in the Divine Martial Hall heard it clearly and was busy standing back up again. When the hall quieted down, Jun Wu said: ”Tai Hua, you have always acted somewhat impulsively. When things go wrong, you must listen calmly and recognize the context before making a decision.”

Lang Qianqiu bowed his head to be taught. Jun Wu added: “Xian Le refuses to tell the whole story, and requests for self depreciation are useless. First, you will be taken into custody and grounded in Xianle Palace, after which I will personally interrogate you. Until then, the two of you should not meet.”

This result was unexpected.

Jun Wu actually protected Xie Ren, the laughing stock of the three worlds with no incense, no believers, and no merit!

Lang Qianqiu was a Martial God sitting in the East, so he might be disgruntled because of this, and that would really be a losing deal. But even so it must be preserved – is it hard to believe that Xie Ren is still very much appreciated by Jun Wu?

Many magi saw the signs and secretly decided not to mention the words “the laughing stock of the three realms” in any public forums in the future. Shi Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and blew out a few lines about the emperor’s wisdom. Lang Qianqiu, however, gazed at Xie Ren and said, “The emperor can ask whatever he wants to ask, but no matter what the final outcome is, I’m always going to fight him!”

After saying that, he bowed to Jun Wu and turned around to leave the hall. Jun Wu waved his hand, and several Martial Divine Officers gathered forward to take Xie Ren down. As he passed in front of Shi Qingxuan, Xie Ren whispered to him, “Master Feng, thank you so much. But if you really want to help me, you don’t have to speak for me anymore, can I ask you for two things?”

Shi Qingxuan was strangely embarrassed for fanning the flames and burning down the Extreme Bliss Place, and now hated the fact that Xie Ren had gotten rid of him for a hundred things, saying, “You tell it.”

Xie Ren said, “The teenager I brought up is in the side hall, so I’ll trouble you to look after him.”

Shi Qingxuan said, “One small matter! What about the second one?”

Xie Ren said, “If General Pei still wants to find Halfmoon to make trouble afterward, please ask Master Feng to lend a helping hand.”

Shi Qingxuan said, “That’s for sure. I won’t let Pei Ming get her hands on her. Where is she?”

Xie Ren said, “She was hidden by me in a pickle altar in Bodhisattva Guan. If you are free, please take her out and blow on her.”

“……”

Thanking Wind Master goodbye, the two magi brought him to the front of the Immortal Music Palace and respectfully said, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, please.”

Xie Ren nodded, “Thank you.”

Lifting his foot to step in, the door closed behind him. Xie Ren looked around, sure enough, not only the appearance, even the facilities inside the palace are exactly the same as his former Immortal Music Palace. Last time he passed by but didn’t come in, he didn’t expect that the first time he came in, he was grounded, this is not a good omen.

These past few days of ups and downs, and also very tired of the heart, Xie Ren collapsed and fell asleep.

Dreams of many things.

He seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed, and when he opened them, he found himself sitting in front of a book case, his black robes layered on the floor, while on his face, he seemed to be wearing a cold, heavy mask.

Lowering his head, a teenager lying on the book case below came into view. That teenager was fourteen or fifteen years old, his clothes were gorgeous, and he was sleeping with a langorous vitality.

He shook his head and walked over, bending down slightly, his knuckles tapping on the bookcase, saying, “Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”

I don’t know if it was through a layer of icy mask, even this voice was a few points colder. That teenager finally woke up with a start, and when he raised his eyes and saw him, he was so scared that he jumped up and sat upright: “Guo Guo Guo Guo Shi!!!”

He said, “You fell asleep again, you are punished to copy the Tao Te Ching ten times.”

The Prince was shocked, “No Master, why don’t you punish me by running ten laps around the Imperial City!”

He said, “Twenty times. Copy it now. Write better.”

The Prince seemed a little afraid of him, and honestly sat up and began to copy. He, on the other hand, sat back down and continued to meditate quietly.

In fact, everyone in the palace was a bit afraid of him. This was the result of the sense of alienation and oppression that he had deliberately created.

But this Crown Prince, perhaps because he was too young, his reverence for him never lasted long, and after copying for no more than a moment, he said again, “Master!”

He put the book down and said, “What.”

The Crown Prince said, “I’ve learned all those sword techniques you taught me last time, isn’t it time to teach me new ones?”

He said, “Yes. What do you want to learn?”

The Prince said, “I want to learn the trick you used to save me!”

He thought for a moment and said, “That move? No.”

The Prince said, “Why?”

He said, “That move isn’t practical. At least not for you.”

The Prince was puzzled, “Isn’t it useful? One sword dissolves the strength of two swords! You saved me with that move.”

It was normal for the Crown Prince to not understand. He said, “Your Royal Highness, let me ask you a question.”

“Ask!”

He said, “Once upon a time there were two men, both starving with bloodshot eyes, who wanted to rob each other of grain, and so they fought each other. At this time came a third man who wanted these two men to stop fighting, and do you think that at this time, mere persuasion is useful.”

“…… doesn’t work does it. They want food right.”

“Yes. Because the root problem has not been solved, no one will listen to your persuasive rhetoric. So there is only one way for this third man to get them to stop fighting, and that is to give them what they want. Open your pockets and take your own food and give it to them.”

The Prince understands as if he doesn’t.

He said, “The reasoning is the same. You have to realize that once the sword is out, someone is bound to get hurt. When power is sent out, something must bear it.

“So, you’re wrong when you say that I melted away the strength of those two swords. It wasn’t melted away, it just took their attacks on itself. Stopping a dry spell and taking the damage yourself is a very stupid move, and one would not use it if one did not have no other choice.

“You are the Crown Prince, you don’t need to learn that.”

The Prince continued to copy the scriptures, but after copying for a while, he still had a puzzled look on his face. He said, “Do you have any more questions?”

After a moment’s hesitation, the Prince said, “There is one thing. Master, what if, for example, that third person doesn’t have enough food either?”

“……”

The Prince added, “What if those two have food but want more, and because of their greed fight harder and keep coming to him for food?”

He said, “What do you think?”

The Prince thought for a moment and said, “I don’t know …… maybe, it shouldn’t have been interfered with from the beginning.”

……

The Great Hall was golden. Everything was golden, but at the moment, it turned red.

On each golden banquet table lay a man askew. A sword closed his throat, and he died a grisly death.

His hand holding the sword could not stop shaking, the handsome lord of the country was covered in blood, his eyes were bright red, and he was in pain and hatred, and in his lap fell the corpse of the Empress.

He carried his sword and walked over step by step, and the State Master looked up and saw him, stunned, “State Master? You ……?!”

Cold to the core, he stabbed his sword.

At the same time, he sensed something and turned around violently. The young Crown Prince was standing amidst the corpses of the guards strewn across the doorway.

The teenager’s eyes went blank, as if he was doubting whether what he saw was real or a dream, and took a step forward, almost tripping over the threshold, lost in thought. He pulled his sword|out, and blood splattered on top of his black clothes.

The crown prince didn’t trip over the threshold, but tripped over the body on the floor. He threw himself on top of the State Lord and was finally able to scream out, “Father! Mother?!”

The State Lord, however, would never speak again. Unable to shake him awake, the Prince jerked his head up and rushed this way, his eyes wide open, saying, “Master! What are you doing? What have you done ah? State Master!!!”

It was a long time before he heard his dull voice–

“You deserve it.”

……

Xie Ren slept badly and woke up rolling.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, realizing that he hadn’t actually slept very long and had had very bad dreams, and thankfully something in his arms had choked him awake. After sitting for a while, he felt something in his arms and spread his hands. In the center of his hand were two dice, the very same two that he had brought out from the Place of Ultimate Bliss.

A fiery red color involuntarily appeared in his mind. The image was blurred, but a figure in red was clear as day, gazing at him motionlessly amidst the sea of fire. Xie Ren sighed and thought to himself, ”I don’t know how much of Sanlang’s Polar Place is left to burn. This time I was relegated down again, and I don t know if I can afford to pay for it even if I smash the pots and sell the iron …… for decades and centuries, but the big deal is that I will fold to him for the rest of my life.”

After looking at them for a while, Xie Ren put his hands together, cupped the two dice in his hands and shook them for a while, throwing them to the ground. The dice rolled a few times and settled.

As expected, the luck that Flower City had lent him had been spent. This hand, what he had in mind was two more sixes, but when the dice landed, the result was two ones.

Xie Ren couldn’t help but laugh a little and shook his head, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps coming from behind him. His figure was certain, and he put away the smile on his face and the two dice as soon as he could.

The footsteps were not Jungo. Jun Wu’s footsteps were steady and unhurried. Although Hua Cheng walks a little careless and misshapen, often lazy, but these two people in the pace of the kind of aura is all the same. This burst of footsteps slightly lighter, Xie Ren turned back to look, a stunned, said: “It’s you.”

The visitor was dressed in a black shirt, his face was fair, his lips were pale, his complexion was also pale, and he looked cool, clearly a god of martial arts, but like a civil official, which one is it if not Mu Yi?

Seeing Xie Ren’s slight surprise, he raised an eyebrow and said, “Who did you think it was? Feng Xin?”

Without waiting for an answer, he lifted the hem of his black coat and stepped over the threshold, saying, “Is the wind letter, probably it won’t come.”

Xie Ren said, “What are you doing here?”

Mu Qi said, “The emperor only banned your feet and didn’t allow Tai Hua Temple to come down, he didn’t say he wouldn’t allow me to come.”

He didn’t answer Xie Ren’s question at all. If he didn’t answer, he didn’t answer, and originally, Xie Ren wasn’t curious, so he didn’t pursue the question. Mu Qing looked around this brand new Immortal Music Palace, her eyes fell on him, sizing him up for a moment, and suddenly threw something to him. A green residual shadow flashed through the air, Xie Ren received it with his left hand and took a look, it was actually a celadon vial.

It was the medicine bottle. Muoi faintly said, “It’s kind of hard to look at that right hand of yours dragging around so bloody all the time.”

Xie Ren didn’t move with the medicine bottle and in turn surveyed him.

Playing since his third ascension, Mu Ai treated him in a way that could only be described with one word: “shifty”. It was as if he was waiting for him to be kicked down for the third time at any time and then making snide remarks from the sidelines. However, at this moment, Xie Ren really might be about to be kicked down for the third time, but he was suddenly pleasant and even made a special effort to send him medicine. This attitude that had taken a big turn, in turn, made him unaccustomed to it.

Seeing that he didn’t move, Muyi smiled faintly and said, “Use it or not as you like, no one will send it again anyway.”

This smile wasn’t a smile of skin and flesh, it could be seen that he was really in a good mood at the moment. Although Xie Ren didn’t feel any pain in his right hand, there was no need to keep it injured like this. Jun Wu had patted his right hand before as an emergency treatment, and having medicine was even better. So he opened the celadon vial and absentmindedly poured it onto his right arm. What poured out of the bottle was not powdered medicine or pills, but a burst of light green colored smoke. The smoke slowly flowed, wrapped around his right arm, the odor was fragrant and cool, it was really a good thing.

Mu Qi suddenly asked, “Is what Lang Qianqiu said true? Did you really kill those royals of the Yongan Kingdom?”

Xie Ren raised her eyes to look at him. Even though Mu Qi had already been very stoic, Xie Ren could still see a trace of restrained excitement from the bottom of his eyes. As if he was extremely interested in the details of Xie Ren’s bloodbath at the Gilt Banquet, he added, “How did you kill it?”

At this time, another burst of heavy footsteps came from the back. The two of them turned around in unison, and this time it was actually Feng Xin who arrived. As soon as he entered, he saw that Mu Qing was in the main hall, still standing next to Xie Ren with a smile on his face, and frowned vigilantly, “What are you doing here?”

Xie Ren raised the celadon vial in her hand. Mu Qi slightly restrained his smile. He had just told Xie Ren that Feng Xin would not come, but Feng Xin came immediately, so of course it wasn’t funny. He said, “This isn’t your temple, if you can come, I can’t?”

Feng Xin ignored him and turned to Xie Ren. Before he could open his mouth, Xie Ren said, “If the two of you are here to ask the same question, then I will answer it uniformly. There’s no need to be unconvinced, what I said at the Divine Martial Hall today, every word I said was true.”

Feng Xin’s face turned white. But Mu Qing couldn’t see him like this and said, “Okay, put it away, now that it’s over you have such a sullen face and who are you doing it for.”

Feng Xin swept a stern glance at him and said, “Didn’t do it for you. Get out!”

Mu Yi said, “You are qualified to tell me to get lost. You talk like you’re so loyal, but how many years have you survived? You still ran away by yourself.”

The veins on Feng Xin’s forehead rippled. Sensing that the conversation was going in an unpleasant direction, Xie Ren raised his hand and said, “Stop. Stop.”

Mu love is not the nature that will stop? Coldly laughed and said, “Everyone will say that you can’t bear to see your old master fall, but you have to find a good excuse to whitewash it, to put it bluntly, you don’t want to follow an invalid to waste away the years anymore?”

Feng Xin swung his fist out and said, “What the hell do you know?!”

“Bang” sound, Mu love gave him a punch right in the face. He is a standard white boy, to such a thundering wind punch greeted, immediately like a persimmon smashed in the face, blood long flow. But he is very tough, hum not hum, without saying a word is also a fist greeting back. Both of them have their own magic weapon after ascension, but when the anger is on the heart, but have to beat each other with fists and feet before the pain. Wind letter and Mu love eight hundred years ago, the force is equal, after eight hundred years or not equal, fist to flesh, hit the thumping noise, difficult to distinguish between high and low. Wind letter angrily said: “you think who do not know your dirty mind, can’t wait for him to do all the bad things you are happy!

Mu Qi pooh-poohed, ”I know you have always looked down on me, it’s really laughable, look at yourself! What qualifications do you have to look down on me. It’s just fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps!”

Lang Qianqiu and Xie Ren hadn’t even fought yet, but Feng Xin and Mu情 fought first. The two have been feuding for a long time, and they are fighting in a ball, each cursing the other, not even listening to each other’s curses, who still listens to Xie Ren? Xie Ren also remembered from the past when the three of them were young, Mu love spoke in a fine voice, do not yell at people, and Feng Xin if you hit anyone, it is Xie Ren told him to fight, let the fight on the fight let stop on the stop, but now it is not the case. Xie Ren dragged an arm and rushed to the door wanting to hurry to call a few magi to pull the fight, who knows, before stepping out of the hall, only to hear a loud bang in front of them. Feng Xin and Mu Yi were also startled by this loud sound, both stopped, staring at the place where the loud sound came from.

The gate of the Immortal Music Palace was kicked open. Beyond the gate, it was not the wide and open Shenwu Street of Xianjing, but a dead darkness.

In the darkness, countless biting silver butterflies swooped in.