Three days ago, Wang Qiong broke through the Dragon Vein of Juezhu, stepped across the East China Sea, walked through the mountains and rivers, and came to the foot of the Tinghuo Mountain.

At this time, Wang Qiong became different.

He was dressed in a blanket and had a complete temperament, as if he was integrated with the surrounding environment. He was clearly there, but it was hard to notice.

It seems that whether it exists or not exists only in the moment of breathing, the thoughts flow, and the breathing moments, but they cannot capture his breath.

The most important thing is that there is no more fluctuations in the fire seed on Wang Qiong.

It seemed that he was no longer a practitioner, but just a mortal, like a peddler and a peddler who came and went from north to south. He was busy for food and clothing, and worked hard and entered the sun, and rested in the sun. It was as vague as smoke and clouds, but just many ants foraging for food.

In the dark, he seemed to be following another track, enjoying another fate that seemed to be there or not.

In this roadside tea shop, no one noticed his existence. He just drank tea and talked about the hottest topics recently.

"The life and death of Tuhou is unknown, but the seventh prince is in trouble. His achievements have faded a few days ago. I heard that he has been severely suppressed by several other princes recently."

"He is also too close to the limelight. He has been dormant until now. Once the sound of the sound, it will naturally attract fear. Now that the Tuhou is not here, it is not easy for the Seventh Prince to support him. After all, he is a prince without foundation."

"That's right, if Tu Hou was really a spy of a monster, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince wouldn't be able to escape."

"Not to mention the Seventh Prince, no one around Tu Hou could escape. The prince of Tianwu was fine, but people like Xiao Mingzun and the King of Soldiers Yang Qi were targeted."

"I heard that the seventh prince transferred them to the 100,000 mountain, where they fought with the champion Hou, and the two of them were defeated and suppressed."

"Champion Hou is so powerful?"

"Nonsense, that's the hottest new crown in the court today. The third prince and the fifth prince all favor him. In terms of future, they are far ahead of the slaughter. I don't know what his origin is, and his methods are so powerful."

In such a small tea shop, intelligence from all directions is gathered.

These information are true and false, but they represent the most mainstream voices today.

The whereabouts of Tuhou was a mystery, and the seventh prince was implicated, and the God-Slaying Guild and the Butian Guild were both suppressed.

It was not peaceful to come in the 100,000 mountains, and there was a major change, so that Ming Haoran and Yang Qi both stepped forward.

These two most powerful beings under Wang Qiong joined forces, but they couldn't resist the champion Hou and were seriously injured and retreated.

"Champion Hou...is interesting!?" Wang Qiong's eyes were slightly sunken.

Long before he was granted the title of marquis, he heard the seventh prince mention it.

Today, if the new high-ranking people in the court are the first champion Hou.

This man was full of literary spirit and had a vision of a saint favoring him. He was the top scholar at that time, and his poetry, books and articles alarmed the Confucian Temple. Even the Emperor of Qin said that he had appeared for a hundred years and had a talent and spiritual fortune.

Later, he became an official in the court and was even more favored by King Tianwu and King Tianxing.

Among the princes, the third prince and the fifth prince are all close to him.

It can be said that this person has a unique temperament, as if he is born with irresistible charm.

Wang Qiong's reputation spread all over the world, but his prestige and foundation in the court cannot be compared with champion Hou.

His literary name and military merits are the best among his peers. He was awarded the first-class marquis at a young age and was awarded the title of the best.

"This person should be the one who rescued Xiao Weimou in Dongyu Ruins that day." Wang Qiong said with great confidence.

Although it was just a speculation, he was 100% sure.

With such strength, he was carrying the power of the dragon vein and rescued people from him in full view of everyone. The upstart in the court will never think of a second person except the champion Hou.

"The world is so great that it is indeed hidden and lying on the tiger. I have to know this marquis for a while." Wang Qiong became interested.

But he was not in a hurry, and there were more important things to do now.

Wang Qiong is confident in Ming Haoran and Yang Qi, and his peers are fighting each other. Even if these two team up, there should be no problem in saving their lives.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a burst of shouts came.

Not far away, a group of people came over and drove the pedestrians on the road away.

These people are fierce and powerful masters, all of whom are at the ninth level of the Yuan Pure Land.

Especially the two leaders, who were young and restrained, were as if they were hiding dragons and tigers, had a hint of a blending atmosphere.

"Who is so crazy? How dare you be so high-profile on the territory of Guangming Academy?" Someone whispered, retreated and gave way.

The group of people ignored everyone's eyes and walked into the tea shop, drove some people out, freed up their seats for them to rest.

As soon as the two leaders sat down, the servant next to him took out various objects from the fire ring.

The clear and blue spiritual spring, the purple dragon-patterned calender, the glazed vinca stove, and the fine charcoal of the red and humid rock mountain...

There are all kinds of tea-making items, which are extremely particular. At first glance, they are rich families, and have been passed down for at least five generations.

Especially the fine charcoal from Chihunyan Mountain is a tribute in the court.

It is said that this kind of charcoal fire can be burned in the snowy mountains in the northern area and cannot be used by ordinary families.

In addition to the palace, there are only a few ministers and princes who have been favored.

"Brother Chen, please watch!"

The young man in a wide robe smiled at another young man in a gorgeous dress.

He raised his hand and a pillar of fragrance flew out, hanging in the air, and burned.

In an instant, the fire was hundreds of feet high, and the incense surged like a dragon, soaring into the sky, revealing killing and fierce power.

"The Dharma King sacrifices the fragrance and locks the universe with one battle!"

"This is... the Dharma King sacrifices the incense of war!?"

"The successor of the Palace of Light!?"

Everyone exclaimed, unable to believe it.

It is rumored that when King Huofa conquered the Taoist throne in the world, he would light a fragrance every time he destroyed a sect, worship the heaven and earth, and seal the gate with battle.

Since then, disciples of the Palace of Light have traveled all over the world and visited the Taoist throne. If they lighted this incense, they would be declared war, Zhang Ying was invincible, and would be able to subdue all the descendants of the other party.

If it is successful, within a hundred years, the other party's Taoist priest will not be born. If it is a failure, the incense burner will be cut off in front of the door.

"Damn... The Palace of Light has finally taken action... This is to suppress the Academy of Light!"

Everyone's faces showed a solemn look.

In recent years, it is an indisputable fact that the Guangming Academy and the Guangming Palace have gradually moved farther and farther away.

Anyone who is interested can see that the Guangming Academy has a great ambition and wants to escape from the control of the Guangming Palace.

But for a long time, the Palace of Light has not made any moves.

There have been rumors outside that the Palace of Light is brewing a huge storm, and it is necessary to carry out a major purge with thunder and completely suppress the Academy of Light.

But no one expected that the Palace of Light would actually make this move.

The Dharma King sacrificed the fragrance and sealed the door for a hundred years!

Young is the future.

This is to completely destroy the incense of this generation of the Light Academy, completely extinguish the immortal light, and cut off the other party's foundation.

"It's so cruel!"

"Today I will suppress all the disciples of this generation of Guangming Academy!"

The young man in a wide robe picked up the teacup on the table and smiled slightly.

When he raised his hand, the incense surged into the sky, and it curled like smoke and turned into a big word.

war!!!

At this moment, Wang Qiong was sitting in the corner, drinking tea, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's interesting. I haven't seen such a pretentious little guy for a long time!"
Chapter completed!