Chapter 1055: Conferred the title of Marquis

Chapter 1055: Conferred the title of Marquis

Wu Rong took a step forward, bowed and said, "That's it."

Everyone was shocked.

The civil and military officials, who were as immovable as clay sculptures, all looked at him one after another.

I had long heard that there was a Holy Realm monk riding in the Dao Lord Dragon Chariot, which caused a lot of noise.

Now Fang could see Wu Rong's appearance clearly.

Sure enough, he is handsome, tall and handsome, showing his true qualities as a hero.

Not to mention the Heavenly Officials who were sitting in the high pavilion, half leaning on and half leaning on each other, even the four Taoist Lords not far from Wu Rong couldn't help but look at him sideways.

To be able to be called by King Dongyue to meet him, this person must have some great background. I don't think that the genius of the Celestial Race was treated like this back then.

The mysterious sky is high.

King Dongyue, who was overlooking all living beings, withdrew his gaze behind the thirty-six bead curtains.

Sweeping towards the head of Daojun.

Taojun cupped his hands and said: "Dragon tribe, Dragon tribe, Hei Yan, has met your majesty."

After the Dragon Man Dao Lord spoke, it was the turn of the Dao Lord monk on his right, whose head was as sharp as a sharp sword, and he bowed his hands and said, "Yeroabe, Jiluo Haichuan, I have seen your majesty."

"The Nether Clan, Ji Yan, has met Your Majesty."

"Mo Wanli, from the Horned Demon Tribe, has met His Majesty."

The four Taoists paid homage to each other one by one with all the courtesy, which was much prettier than Wu Rong's "I'm here".

It would be a lie to say that he didn't care. Although Wu Rong was recognized by the sect, he had never been influenced by his background, so he was always unsatisfactory in these details.

Wu Rong had no expression on his face, observing quietly, listening more and watching more, speaking less and doing less, looking completely cautious.

"Give me a seat!"

Daojun, who was seated, looked at the table.

Each of the rare delicacies is different, the liver marrow of a wild dragon complements it, the longevity soup of turtles and snakes..., the jade liquid and fine wine are placed in the Qiankun pot, and the concubines are accompanying them.

The heavenly official sings the ceremony.

Singing and dancing.

The Taoist Lord who entered the temple came to see and take his seat early, while the many holy places on the long street outside the temple were slower.

Except for the reason that he did not step into the Taiyue Palace when the edict was granted, it was not until the monks on the long street of the palace gate were completely settled that the highlight of the royal city finally came.

Imperial seal.

Xian'e slowly exited.

The bell rings.

After the ninth level, the Heavenly Official opened a large system and sang loudly: "Qi Li..."

…

But when the ceremony was being held over there, the demon god who was sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple here suddenly opened his eyes.

A bit of evil spirit flew out of the air.

The true spirit of divine consciousness condensed into a shadow, and at the moment when he stepped out of the soul flag, he was in a vast heavenly palace.

The heavenly palace is built from sacred trees.

The demon did not stay, but soared towards the blue sky on the top of the mountain.

The person standing on the giant top is an old man, no, he should be considered middle-aged.

His long beard and long hair are all black.

Wearing a wide robe, he looked as if he were an immortal. He held an ancient scripture in his hand and drew it with a jade pen. He seemed to be writing something. He sensed the sound behind him, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Here we come."

The main soul looked at the man. He was not sure for a moment whether the person standing in front of him was the ancient emperor or an illusion.

But what's the difference?

He bowed and said: "The master soul of the soul banner, Mr. Tushan, has met my senior."

"Haha, haha."

Immortal Piao Ran laughed loudly and said sideways, "Tushanjun, what a good name. If you hadn't been clueless, I would have thought it was the Tushan clan's plan."

While speaking, he calculated: "Unfortunately, the Tushan family only has two or three big cats and kittens left now, which is not enough."

"Hey, you guys probably rarely give your children multiple names. It's hard to pronounce and write, and it can easily lead to misunderstanding."

Tu Shanjun was shocked.

The eyes of Yin and Yang, as deep as the endless starry sky, trembled slightly.

a long time.

Steadying his mind, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, do you want to eradicate me, the demon from outside the territory?"

"Whatever is inside or outside the domain, the vastness of the universe is all within the Zhoutian."

Immortal Piaoran said with a smile.

Then he made a gesture of invitation: "Sit."

After sitting down, Tu Shanjun saw the other party's appearance.

Her face is like warm jade, and her eyes are like phoenix and dragon.

There is no life or death, no distinction between yin and yang, and no breath of reincarnation.

This actually made Tushanjun quite curious.

He always thought that the ancient emperor must have mastered the path of reincarnation, otherwise how could he run the six paths.

If the other party wants to hide it, Tushanjun should be able to tell it, but there should be no need for it.

If you don't have these avenues at all, but you can force reincarnation, then the other party's Taoism...

Tushanjun is rarely frightened.

Not when facing Yuan Shengming Demon, nor when meeting Taoist Feng.

In his opinion, the Sanxian Ancient Emperor was just a further senior. Until he came here, he suddenly realized that the Ancient Emperor was unfathomable. Perhaps there were also strengths and weaknesses among the Ancient Emperors.

"I am considered the first king of Dongyue City."

"I don't like others calling me the King of Dongyue, nor do I like Wuliangzun or Sanxian..."

"You can call me Qingdi."

Qingdi restored the chessboard in front of him to its original state. It turned out to be a chessboard of ten thousand beasts.

Qingdi picked up a tiger-shaped chess piece.

He put it down and said: "In the age of mythology, all kinds of frosts competed for freedom. The sky and the earth were vast. They were all eaten by the weak and the strong. There was no order and order. The strong was the king. There was no division among all the spirits in the world. Whether they practiced or not, they were all the same. free."

"The devil opens the sky, dragon and phoenix fight."

"The birds and beasts are fighting endlessly."

"There are no winners and no losers."

The Ten Thousand Beasts Chess was swept away, and Xiangqi was ushered in. The coach was in charge, and the soldiers and horses were fighting.

"Finally, there was a person who ended the troubled times in this area and established the Divine Court, which is known as the ancient times."

"There are strict rules and regulations, but they will eventually decay one day."

"The throne of the emperor is vacant. From then on, the war against the sky begins, and another round of chaos comes, until Taoism, Xitian, and Xuanmen stabilize the world."

Until chess also gradually declined, Go, a game of black and white pairs, completely broke out and became the mainstream.

The chessboard in front of me was finally settled.

What lies in front of Tushanjun is an overall situation that has been laid out for a long time.

Qing Di looked at Tu Shanjun: "Little friend, you are qualified to play. Which game do you want to play?"

Tu Shanjun picked up a sunspot.

With his Daojun's brain power to calculate, he couldn't even exhaust the chessboard in front of him.

It's as if the chessboard in front of you is expanding infinitely and changing every step. The position that seems to be a good hand now becomes a dead hand in the next breath, and the dead hand just now becomes a living hand.

Tu Shanjun frowned.

With his king-level computing power, he has always been able to overwhelm others when playing chess. When had he ever seen such a chessboard?

It's like every step can't be taken.

Every step is a trough, but every step is an upswing.

You can't just look at one step.

Bada.

The black piece falls back into the chess basket.

"I won't do it."

Qingdi shook his head slightly: "It's not that you don't know how to do it, it's that you don't dare."

"You're afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Qing Emperor looked at Tu Shanjun:

"Afraid of being seen as false."

"I'm afraid that I will regret it if I make a mistake."

Tushanjun looked at Qingdi who was sitting across the table in surprise, nodded and said, "Yes."

"As long as you are still sitting at the chess table, you are still not at the bottom. The development and operation of affairs will always be upward."

"Why are you telling me this, senior?"

"Maybe it's an old man's appreciation for young people."

Qingdi said with a smile: "I have known about you for a long time, since you last fell into the cloudy sky, but I am not interested in you. You have already had your own way. On the contrary, your little apprentice does have some interesting ideas. ”

"Senior, are you talking about Wu Rong?"

"good."

"I evolved the Xiantian Bagua and later Yi Sixty-Four Hexagrams. Among them, the Life Sutra was obtained by him. He compiled a volume and actually made him realize the truth. He wanted to calculate the destiny, replace his own destiny with the destiny, and practice the practice of intercepting the sky. It is really Unparalleled talent!"

Qingdi did not hesitate to praise him.

Tushanjun and Yourong Yan looked to the distance, reflecting the scene in the hall.

Wu Rong has been extremely intelligent since he was a child.

When you are unable to practice, your perseverance is even more amazing.

After he took action to help the opponent stabilize his life, he soared into the sky.

Even after leaving Taiyi Sect, he never stopped practicing.

I don’t know how much I suffered along the way before I finally gained a lot of knowledge.

"so?"

Tu Shanjun suddenly realized: "Wu Rong being able to board Dao Lord's chariot is not a blessing."

"good."

Qingdi nodded and said: "My dear friend, you are indeed miraculous. You even let me see someone in a trance."

"However, no weapon spirit has been ennobled in Dongyue King City since ancient times."

"Those weapon spirits are all tightly covered by each family, and no one wants to show off."

"The weapon spirit is still a weapon and cannot be as free as a living being."

Qingdi's words were relaxed, and there was no sign of looking down on the weapon spirit, but there was indeed a distinction in his tone.

No matter how powerful Tu Shanjun is, that's not what he appreciates. On the contrary, he pays more attention to Wu Rong's destiny and the way for the great ghost to come.

"look!"

…

After the first four Tao Lords were awarded the title, it was finally Wu Rong's turn.

Wu Rong straightened up his appearance and stood up, walked to the center of the Taiyue Palace, bowed and waited for King Dongyue to speak.

King Dongyue said: "Wu Rong, I will now grant you the title of 'Guan Minghou'. I will grant you the title of 'Guan Ming Hou', and you will be granted the title of 'Guan Ming Hou', with ten thousand tribes in the city, the founding of the government, and the establishment of a department. I will reward you with a seventh-level spiritual vein, a divine weapon, a volume of the emperor's scripture, ten altars of fine wine and jade liquid, and the earth's spirit." A bottle of pulse, elixir..."

Even though he had been prepared for it, Wu Rong couldn't help but feel like he was "repaying you on the golden stage" when he heard such a generous reward.

No wonder all those Dao Lords are vying to accept the edict of Dongyue King City.

The spiritual veins and divine weapons alone are enough to stabilize a Taoist monarch who has exhausted all his wealth.

At the same time, Wu Rong admired the wealth of Dongyue King City in his heart. In just a short time, he had awarded five spiritual veins and five magic weapons, which was worthy of being the most powerful force in Yintian.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wu Rong bowed and saluted.

Noon passed.

The canonized saints also received their titles.

I thought everything was settled.

The Saint of the Underworld stood up and said: "Your Majesty, I want to challenge fellow witches and Taoists!"

King Dongyue raised his hand, looked at Wu Rong who was sitting behind the desk, and asked: "Marquis Guanming, do you accept the challenge?"

Wu Rong stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to accept the challenge."

He really couldn't hide from this battle.

Ji Yan, the Taoist Lord of the Nether Clan, took a sip of imperial wine and said calmly: "Little friend Wu, you are a Marquis, so you shouldn't need to use magic weapons to give guidance to the juniors."

Wu Rong's face darkened and he said calmly: "If you want to show your strength, you must naturally make use of all the available resources."

"If fellow Taoist has any questions, there is no need for juniors to ask for advice. I will fight with fellow Taoist. I wonder if fellow Taoist is confident?"

The fierce devil of the underworld grinned and said with an angry smile: "Okay, okay!"

"Even if you are a genius of the Celestial Race for 1,300 years, I am not an old and frail innocent flower."

…

"Guan Minghou is indeed heroic!"

"He actually surpassed the younger generation and challenged the evil spirits of the underworld."

"..."

"Fellow Taoist, it's better not to be impulsive..."

The Dao Lord of the Horned Demon Clan sent a message to persuade him.

Wu Rong sent a message back: "I must give an explanation to the world!"

…

"Senior, had you expected such a scene?"

Tushanjun looked at Qingdi.

Qingdi smiled and said: "You have to give the juniors some opportunities to perform."

Tu Shanjun asked suspiciously: "Senior, are you going to arrest me?"

"Don't say it so harshly."