Mystery: start a secret pavilion

So good.

Shangguan Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved, and suddenly coughed, his breath was very unstable.

"Master!"

Chu Bingyun and Yun Caiwei turned pale with shock, and quickly supported Shangguan Qingxuan.

"I'm afraid there is not much time to be a teacher." Shangguan Qingxuan said calmly, with a touch of freedom, "But I am already satisfied with being a teacher."

Xuannv Palace has become the only giant sect of Ziyun Empire, and with the relationship with the master of Tianji Pavilion, Ziyun Empire will definitely not face Xuannv Palace in life and death.

The future of Xuannv Palace must be even more brilliant.

"Qingxuan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qingyue and Mingyue rushed over when they heard the news of Shangguan Qingxuan's return.

"Senior, please save Qingxuan. No matter what the price is, I, Xuannvgong, are willing to pay." Mingyue said.

Wu Feng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his hands behind his back.

Pretending to be mysterious.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "It's just the original injury of the saint, it's nothing to me."

As always, his love to pretend like the wind shocked everyone.

hiss!
The audience gasped, their minds went blank, and they lost the ability to think for a while.

The owner of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets is indeed terrifying.

This is the original injury of a saint, let alone a saint, even a saint king may not be able to heal it.

The owner of the Tianji Pavilion must be among the holy kings, and also belongs to the first-class powerhouse.

All of a sudden, everyone's evaluation of Wu Feng was much higher.

Ming Ming's excited body trembled slightly, and he said, "If that's the case, thank you senior."

Wu Feng waved his hand, and a box appeared in his hand.

After opening, there was a chirping sound, and a burst of red clouds gushed out, accompanied by a strong medicinal fragrance, which made people feel refreshed.

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that inside the box was an elixir that looked like a fairy lying on its side, lingering with a trace of fairy air.

Feather grass!
Ye Ziyun's eyes widened.

She had seen this kind of elixir in ancient books. Suddenly, after the fall of an immortal in the sky, the elixir transformed from the body of an immortal only existed in the void.

As for whether it was transformed by the body of a fairy, there is no way to verify it.

But in the past tens of thousands of years, Yuhuacaocheng appeared in Xuantian Continent three times, and the first two times were acquired by saints, and life and death were not a problem.

"From today onwards, you will go to the Secret Realm to heal your wounds." Wu Feng gave the Feathering Grass to Shangguan Qingxuan.

No way, it's pride!

Now Wu Feng's secret value has reached 3000 million!

A single feathered grass consumed 1000 million of his secret points.

"System, what level can it achieve by converting all these secret values ​​into combat power?" Suddenly, Wu Feng asked in his heart.

[Ding, 2000 million sky value, all converted into combat power, can instantly kill a holy king! 】

hiss!
The system's reply made Wu Feng gasp.

But this is too five seconds a real man!

"I want to give full play to my fine tradition of farming in China. When I have nothing to do, I will be strict. Don't fight and kill at every turn. This will hurt the peace of the world, but it is not good."

Wu Feng kept saying to himself in his heart.

……

Outside the Tianji Pavilion, Ye Ziyun, who was able to retreat, thought carefully, and immediately said to her followers: "Get me the best carriage, I want to go back to the palace, and quickly draw up an order."

Yiyue has been making a fuss in the Cangyun Empire for so long, and it's time for her to step up.

"Hehe, Sima Xiangyuan, I'm going to bleed a lot this time." Ye Ziyun sneered.

After returning to the palace, Ye Ziyun asked Ye Tianlong for instructions.

After all, this is the emperor of the Ziyun Empire on the bright side. In order to avoid being offended, there are some rules that must be followed.

"Father, I want to draw up a decree." Ye Ziyun told the whole story.

"Oh?"

"Ziyun, Sima Xiangyuan is an old fox, you have to be careful, don't suffer from him."

Ye Tianlong, who was playing chess with the old eunuch Zhang Jing, showed a hint of interest.

Without any hesitation, an imperial decree was drawn up immediately.

"Your Majesty, it's your turn." The old eunuch Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Glancing at the chessboard, Ye Tianlong paused slightly with the hand holding the chess piece, put down the chess piece in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "The widow lost."

The old eunuch Zhang Jing laughed and said, "It's just a fluke."

"You old guy, your tongue is getting sharper and smoother, and the flattery is louder than the other."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said: "I really like you more and more. When the widow dies, how about thinking that the widow is buried?"

With a click, the chess piece fell.

The old eunuch Zhang Jing shook his body, and said: "Being able to be buried for His Majesty is a blessing that I have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Ye Tianlong's eyes were as sharp as knives, he stared at Zhang Jing carefully, and suddenly laughed and said: "Haha... look, I scared you."

"The widow is tired, I want to take a rest, you go out!"

The old eunuch Zhang Jing retreated, secretly sweating.

He knew that this was His Majesty's test for him, and His Majesty was afraid that Ye Ziyun would not be able to control him after his death.

"Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger!" the old eunuch Zhang Jinghou said in fear.

On the second day, the old eunuch Zhang Jing voluntarily resigned from his post and got Ye Ziyun's permission.

"You old guy, you are quite open." Ye Tianlong said deeply.

Don't look at this Zhang Jing, he usually obeys his orders and flatters him, but he is indeed the palm print eunuch in charge of the palace's internal affairs.

All the little eunuchs in the palace followed his lead and called him their ancestor in private.

"People are old, now it's the world of young people, and I have to obey the old."

"Just like the sun in the sky, there are times when the sun goes down, and there are times when it rises again. The sun is still the same sun, but it is not the same sun as yesterday."

The old eunuch Zhang Jing knelt down and said: "If you only want to serve your majesty now, you can give your majesty the saddle."

"Haha...Okay, you old guy, I'm not alone anymore with you."

Ye Tianlong patted the old eunuch Zhang Jing's shoulder and laughed.

Then he looked into the distance, feeling a little dazed.

He, the old guy, will pass away eventually, and this new era is no longer his era.

But before that, in order to pave the way for Ye Ziyun, he had to cleanse some of the veteran officials in the court.

"When the time comes, I will ask whoever is next to the senior Pavilion Master, and ask for immortals with all my heart."

Ye Tianlong laughed.

For most of his life, he was not working hard for this country. He ascended the throne when he was young and stabilized the situation.

Sinking into the intrigue of power.

In this kind of day, he was so tired that he lost his heart.

"Those who are obsessed with power will eventually be bound by power and fall into a bottomless abyss." Ye Tianlong said with emotion.

On this day, he went to visit Ye Hao.

"Uncle."

"You old boy, why are you free to come and see me?"

Ye Hao was grinning, and suddenly his expression turned serious: "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ye Tianlong asked suddenly: "Uncle, what do you think of the current Ziyun Empire situation?"