Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1337: From the Ninth Heaven to Dust

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1337: From the Ninth Heaven to Dust

In the Immortal Palace, there was complete silence. △

Since the war of words between the Northern Pole Prince and the female genius of the Yu Family, City Lord Pi and Old Man Yang had no chance to speak. They were unable to get a word in from beginning to end. They could only drink continuously, frequently and elegantly stuffing food into their mouths, and using silence to demonstrate their authority over Polang City.

However, at this time, Master Pi opened his mouth wide, Old Man Yang stretched his neck long, and the food and wine in their mouths had already sprayed far away, and their manners were completely lost.

"He...what does he want to do..." Old Man Yang was stunned.

"Nothing, he just captured four Saint Court monks. Ha...ha." Master Pi quickly regained his "calmness", smiled slightly, and poured himself a full glass of wine, raised his hand and drank.

Splash! The wine flowed down the outer edge of his lips and passed over his cheeks, but he was unaware of it, and his face was still stiff with a smile.

"Let me go...let go...you...dirty and disgusting Nine Heavens monk, you are dead..."

The voice of the saint echoed in the Immortal Palace. There was no coldness and indifference from the high and mighty. There was anger and panic in her tone, just like a little girl being bullied by a bully. Every time she called out, the three male disciples of the Holy Court could not help but tremble slightly, and their faces facing the earth showed deep humiliation and a trace of confusion. At first, they did not want to get up because of their face, but when the demon-like white-robed man fell from the sky, a gravity far beyond the four directions of heaven and earth surged, suppressing them firmly and making them unable to get up.

Until then, the North Pole Prince Yu Youdong finally reacted.

"My fellow Taoist! Let's talk it over, let's talk it over! Please show some mercy, for the sake of this prince, let the saint go first."

Yu Youdong stepped out of the table, bowed to Luo Chuan repeatedly, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "You are here for the banquet. Why bother? There is an empty seat at this prince's table. If you don't mind, you can sit with me."

The saint's eyes flashed with resentment, and she glared at Yu Youdong fiercely.

Yu Youdong turned a blind eye. After a brief panic and confusion, he quickly made a decision.

No one could understand Yu Youdong's mood. As the first prince among the many descendants of the North Pole Emperor, others said that he was a son because of his mother's status, but in fact, he was top-notch in terms of talent and potential, but because there was another brother, Yu Youxi, who had higher potential than him, his position as prince seemed a bit unworthy of the name.

He and Yu Youxi have the same father but different mothers. His biological mother is a great mother, while Yu Youxi's biological mother was imprisoned for angering the Great Emperor of the North Pole, which also adds a touch of legendary color to his brother Yu Youxi's life experience. He is the legitimate son and the first prince. But he is always compared with Yu Youxi, even the saint girl is the same. She can talk to Yu Youxi, but she can only speak coldly and domineeringly to him, Yu Youdong.

Yu Youdong was sent to Polang City this time, and his father, the Great Emperor of the North Pole, taught him magical skills. Before that, he had taken countless natural treasures, and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds under the personal protection and transmission of the Great Emperor of the North Pole, and he was forcibly promoted to the second emperor. He can already be independent. Yu Youdong seems to be powerful, but because of the existence of the saint girl. Privately, he is not happy.

The mysterious and powerful leader of the hidden thieves in front of him made Yu Youdong see a power that may be able to compete with the saint girl in the future.

The intention of recruiting revealed in Yu Youdong's words awakened the strong men in the main hall.

"If you don't mind, you can come and drink with me." Yu Yuegui stood up and bowed to Luo Chuan.

"Haha, I'm surprised that you have such a high level of attainment in the Dao of Space. I also have some experience in the Dao of Space. If you are interested, why don't we discuss it together." Master Yu raised his wine cup to Luo Chuan.

Another middle-aged monk in a black Taoist robe sitting on the right row bowed to Luo Chuan and said lightly: "If the Daoist's spatial morality is combined with the assassination skills of my sect, it may be more powerful. I am the left guardian of Pofa Tower. Haha, Daoist, if there is anything inconvenient, you can find me in Pofa Tower."

"I have heard that the three hundred hidden thieves in the North Sea are all heroes. Today I know it is true, otherwise how could a person like Daoist appear."

"Yes, I don’t know your full name?"

The strong men in the VIP seats of the main hall greeted Luo Chuan one after another, even the elders of Mo Tower Tianmen and the ruthless assassins of Pofa Tower showed a look of closeness on their faces. Everyone's attention was on Luo Chuan. Even if one or two eyes drifted to the disciples of the Holy Court occasionally, they would be quickly retracted.

The female Taoist of the Holy Court stopped struggling, and her heart cooled down a little bit.

"You can become a disciple of the Holy Court, with monstrous talent and potential, and you should also be proficient in the ways of the world, so you should know that their reaction is normal."

"In the past, you disciples of the Holy Court were able to run rampant in the Nine Heavens and have the aura of the Heavenly Dao, because you had never been defeated, because no one in the Nine Heavens dared to attack you, and few people could defeat the magical power."

"Now you have been defeated, the four of you were defeated by a pirate leader in a remote and chaotic sea, and your aura began to dim. When more and more people dare to challenge you, and more and more Nine Heavens monks defeat you, your aura will become increasingly dim."

"The scene you saw today may be a little strange, but in the near future, this scene will happen frequently."

"When you fall from the Nine Heavens to the dust, no one will want to help you up. The only thing they will do is to step on you hard."

Luo Chuan's voice echoed in the ears of the four Holy Court disciples, cold but true.

Humiliation, shame and grief flashed in the eyes of the three male disciples of the Holy Court, and their Dao mind began to shake.

"Don't listen to him! He wants you to lose your way!"

The haziness in the saint's eyes disappeared, and she quickly transmitted the message, then looked up at Luo Chuan: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Do you know what you are doing? You are better than us, but you forget Whose disciple are we? Have you forgotten the fate of Lord Jiulong?"

The corner of Luo Chuan's lips slightly raised, he raised his head and looked into the distance. He heard the voice from his heart and said calmly: "Of course I know about the universal sages. However, I have held you captive for so long and I haven't seen any sages come forward, let alone sages. Even the Holy Protector didn't show up. I don't know what happened in your Holy Court, but I can guess with my toes that something has happened in your Holy Court, or something happened... maybe a long time. For a period of time, your teachers, the six universal sages, will not appear again."

The saint just sneered.

But among the other three male disciples of the Holy Court, there was one whose heart was slightly shaken.

"It seems that I was left guessing." Luo Chuan smiled slightly: "In that case, don't blame me."

"What are you going to do?" The saint frowned. asked in a low voice.

Luo Chuan smiled and said nothing.

"Who are you?" The saint took a breath and asked again.

"If you want to know my name, tell me what your name is first." Luo Chuan said with a smile.

The saint hesitated for a moment and then said: "Piao Meng."

"Piaomeng, I understand. My name is..." Luo Chuan bent down slightly, almost touching the white and crystal clear earlobe of the saint, and softly uttered two words.

Upon hearing those two almost inaudible words, Saint Piaomeng's body trembled. Finally, she couldn't help but change color, and her eyes flashed with shock. Before she could say anything, a force poured into her body, flowing through her limbs and bones, sealing her vitality.

Luo Chuan raised his head and stood at the edge of the main hall, facing Pi Zhenren on the main seat in the center. Then he sat down - behind him, a big chair appeared at some point.

Sitting down as he did. Everyone just felt that the aura in the hall had changed, and the location of the master's house had moved from Pi City Master to the hidden thief leader on the edge of the main hall.

"Prince Yuyou." Luo Chuan sat with a golden sword, and beside him were the saint Piaomeng and three other Holy Court disciples who were sitting on the ground.

Yu Youdong was ecstatic in his heart, but showed no emotion on the surface. He raised his hands towards Luo Chuan and said, "I haven't asked for your name yet."

"My Taoist...Zhou Zhihao. Has Kunlun Taoist told you about this?" Luo Chuan said.

"What did you say?" Yu Youdong turned to Kunlun Taoist in confusion.

"Prince, forgive me. I haven't had time to say anything yet." Taoist Kunlun smiled bitterly and sent a message to Yu Youdong.

Yu Youdong still had a smile on his face at first, but as he listened, the smile on his face gradually solidified and became stiff, and there was anger in his eyebrows. Staring at Saint Piaomeng, his eyes were gloomy.

"It turns out that your purpose in coming here this time is to lead the three hundred heroes of Beihai Road to join this prince..." A stiff smile appeared on Yu Youdong's face, and he raised his hand to Luo Chuan again.

"Luo Chuan ordered the cannon fodder camp to seize the foundation of our Beihai Hidden Bandit's territory. We, the Beihai Hidden Bandit, have long hated him. The Arctic Emperor killed Luo Chuan in Tianpingguang Town to avenge us and relieve our hatred. We have long been yearning for him. ." Luo Chuan said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of cheers and laughter rang out in the outer hall not far away. In the ears of Yu Youxi and many distinguished guests in the main hall, they thought that the three hundred Beihai Hidden Bandits were responding to their leader.

"Well said! Luo Chuan is arrogant and has a bad nature. He is a complete villain! This prince had enmity with him a long time ago. At that time, my prince was soft-hearted and remembered his father's teachings, so he did not kill him to death. I don’t know what kind of bad luck Luo Chuan had, maybe he had some chance encounters, and he has grown to this point in just a few years... It’s all because I was too soft-hearted and let the tiger go back to the mountain, hey!" Yu Youdong clenched his fist and regretted it. He said, "You may not believe it. Even if my father doesn't take action, I will personally go out and kill Luo Chuan."

"The prince is indeed merciful. It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be." Luo Chuan nodded and agreed: "I heard that Luo Chuan was only at the first level of the heavens before he died. With the prince's cultivation strength, he faced Luo Chuan. It’s a sure bet.”

"Haha, that's natural... I just heard from the Kunlun Sect Master that Zhou Daoyou has changed his mind again and is preparing to take the heroes of the North Sea away?" Yu Youdong looked dumbfounded, shook his head repeatedly, and said with a wry smile: "It's my fault, no. It can be restrained... But Brother Zhou must know that it was not my prince's idea, everything was his own decision. Brother Zhou must have guessed their identities. Although this prince is not afraid of them, he can consider the overall situation. , I can only feel aggrieved. Well, just think it is all my fault. If Brother Zhou can change his mind, I will do my best to compensate... Yes, I have a secret about Luo Chuan, about Luo Chuan. Her aunt."

Looking at Yu Youdong, who was blinking and looking slightly satisfied, Saint Mengdie took a deep breath, her towering chest rose and fell slightly, her gaze was like looking at a stupid pig. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!