Martial Dao Great Emperor

The turmoil in the Demonic Abyss has not yet subsided, but the matter of the Holy Maiden's marriage has arisen again.

All the Holy Lands have received the news, and the Yuanshi Clan has made a decision. The current candidate for the Holy Son will be decided in the next few days.

This also means that the marriage recruitment of the Holy Maiden of the Yuan Dynasty will inevitably be put on the agenda, unless she is willing to accept the arrangement and control of fate and marry the new generation of the Holy Son.

"Junlin has no ambitions. Will Zilong be the better choice among the big shots?"

When Luo Xiu heard this sentence from Miao Ling, he wanted to point at the noses of those old guys from the Yuanshi Clan and yell.

In today's chaotic era, without ambition, isn't it a good thing? People who are too ambitious may even lead the Yuanshi clan to the abyss of destruction.

Not long after Luo Xiu came out of the Heavenly Palace of Yuanshi, the news spread quickly. The Holy Maiden of Yuanshi, Miaoling, would soon be looking for a bride. She would choose one from among many young and strong men to be her husband and Taoist companion!

As soon as the news came out, the whole city was in an uproar. After all, Miao Ling's identity was equivalent to representing the face of the Holy Land of the Yuanshi Clan, and it was impossible for descendants of other Holy Lands to be willing to marry her.

Once the saint daughter of the family marries another holy land, the Yuanshi clan will be slapped in the face, and the contemporary saint son will also become a laughing stock.

At the same time, more and more young talents are coming to the Imperial City, especially for those young geniuses who are not from the Holy Land. If they can get the favor of the Saint of Yuanshi and marry into Yuanshi Mountain, it will be a big deal for them. A unique opportunity.

After all, once you get married, you are like one of your own, and you may get the inheritance of the Yuanshi Clan and get the qualifications to practice Immortal Emperor-level magical powers!

You must know that even if you are a descendant of the sect of the Holy Land, not everyone can get the inheritance of the imperial art. There are always only a few people who can get the core inheritance.

While everyone was talking about these things, Luo Xiu was very calm. Although there would be a fight if Miao Ling wanted to marry him this time, he was not afraid.

There are very few people of his generation who can be regarded as opponents by him, unless the genius secretly cultivated by Xue Zang in the Holy Land will be born.

The saints and saints who are promoted to the public have at least the qualifications to become immortals, and some of them even have the possibility of growing into immortals in the future.

This also means that the genius who can be secretly cultivated by the Holy Land must also have a special physique like Dao Ling, or possess some kind of magical talent.

From ancient times to the present, in every era, geniuses like Dao Ling and Shao Lingtian may not be able to be produced, so many people feel that even if the Holy Lands want Xue Zang to cultivate a powerful genius, they may not have suitable candidates. .

But Luo Xiu had a vague intuition that this era might really usher in its peak prosperity. Geniuses would emerge in large numbers in this era, and the number of top geniuses would be unimaginable.

In an era, there may not be only one Immortal Emperor. Luo Xiu didn't think much about it. He only knew that he could become an Immortal Emperor without fear of others, because he would definitely be the most powerful among all the Immortal Emperors.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of invincible belief, and even his mentality may not be possessed by the Immortal Emperors of the past generations when they were in his period.

A few days later, the turmoil continued, and Miao Ling seemed to be hesitating. After all, once this matter started, there would be no room for stopping.

A woman from the Yuanshi tribe came to Luo Xiu and brought Miao Ling's handwriting. The handwriting on it was elegant and there was only a short line of words. The general idea was that she wanted to invite him to Tianque to talk about it.

The last time the two of them had a conversation, it didn't involve key issues. Now that Miao Ling personally sent a handwritten letter, Luo Xiu had a vague feeling that the other party was about to have a showdown with him.

The so-called showdown is nothing more than the same cooperation as before. Because Miao Ling cannot marry anyone else, she may hope that Luo Xiu, as Zi Yu, will defeat the other descendants of the Holy Lands and pretend to marry into the Yuanshi Clan to help her survive. Get through this difficulty.

Of course, Miao Ling himself knew that he would not be willing to take risks. After all, once he did so, it would be equivalent to offending other holy places, and even offending the contemporary holy sons of the Yuanshi clan and some unfathomable old monsters.

This is a thankless job for both sides. If Miao Ling asks people to do it, there will be some price to pay.

Putting away the handwriting, Luo Xiu got up and headed to Yuanshi Tianque. At this moment when Miaoling needed help the most, he felt that he had finally waited for the right time to make a request.

He has never gone to Miao Ling for a showdown, he is just waiting for the most suitable opportunity. After all, his identity is very sensitive. Once exposed, the immortal will definitely come to kill him. He has only two choices, either to go on a killing spree or He could only run for his life.

Both of these results were not what Luo Xiu wanted to see.

When they came to Tianque again, it was still Luo Xiu who met Miao Ling alone. He was dressed in white, as elegant as a young master, with his hands behind his back, and his spirit was as rich as jade.

He carries the aura of a peerless genius. He once comprehended the astounding stone carvings and peerless stone carvings. He is famous in the ancient imperial city and possesses imperial skills.

"I take the liberty of inviting you here because Miao Ling has some heartfelt words that she wants to tell you."

Miao Linglian came at a leisurely pace and came to Luo Xiu. The distance between the two was very close, and you could smell her faint body fragrance, which was touching.

"Saint, please speak." Luo Xiu was very calm.

"I want to know, are you Zi Yu, Luo Xiu, or Tai Shang Qing?" Miao Ling said quietly.

"Why did the saint say that?" Luo Xiu still responded calmly.

"I have thought about the name Ziyu for a long time. There is no such person in this world. Even if it is inherited from the hidden world, there should be no clues in the holy places."

"Later on, you appeared and disappeared, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing. It reminded me of the formlessness of the Taishang Clan."

"Ziyu can also mean, the son of Taishang Yu..."

Miao Ling stared at Luo Xiu, "I know some things about you, so I want to ask, are you too affectionate or Luo Xiu?"

"Haha, who do you want me to be?" Luo Xiu knew that Miao Ling was looking for him to show off her cards this time, and Luo Xiu was not surprised that she vaguely guessed his identity.

Because in the entire Imperial City, the person most likely to guess his identity is Miao Ling.

"I hope you are too affectionate!" Miao Ling's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance.

"No, I am Luo Xiu."

Luo Xiu smiled lightly, "Similarly, I am also too affectionate."

"It's really you!"

Miao Ling's beautiful eyes bloomed, she lost her composure, and her expression became resentful, "This time, you can't abandon me again."