The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2012 Zulong Mountain

Chapter 86

The imperial capital, Qianlong City Palace.

Hall of the Eighth Prince.

There are quite a few princes from the Imperial Clan, but not many have their own independent palaces. Even the Imperial Clan has fierce competition.

Without power, you can only be reduced to the edge.

Only by entering the Hidden Dragon Ranking and proving your potential, will you be given your own temple.

On a Star Picking Pavilion deep in the palace.

The two men stood there with their hands behind their backs, overlooking the majestic imperial city.

A man, wearing a golden dragon robe, had two bulges on his forehead, and two blood-red vertical marks in his dark golden pupils. He was as indifferent as a god, and his whole body exuded an air of contempt for the world.

There is also a man with fair skin, handsome and elegant, like a good son in a troubled world.

If Long Xiaoshan was here, he would definitely recognize him as Xue Ren's older brother Xue Pan.

Xue Pan shook his folding fan and said with a slight smile: "Your Highness, the Qianlong Ranking held every three years is here again. Last time, you lost to His Highness Fifth, who won the championship, but His Highness is now The age limit has passed, and this session is your best chance, as long as you win the championship and have good luck, I will convince the elders to let Tiandao fully support you and fight for the throne."

The Eighth Prince Longzhen.

The top genius of the Imperial Clan, the fifth in the Qianlong list last year, but he is one year younger than Long Yin, only 30 years old this year.

It can be seen that its talent and strength.

Long Zhen said indifferently: "Last time, I happened to have a hidden injury, which allowed Long Ye to win the championship by chance. This time, there will be no more accidents. The champion of the Qianlong list must be under my control."

Xue Pan smiled and said: "Your Highness's strength, of course, there is no need to doubt, but you still have to be careful of a few people, the Duguyu of Haotian Sword Sect was the third on the Qianlong list last year, and Jialouluo from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Shaking the Sky Lu Yuanba of the sect, these are the top figures of the previous session. Three years have passed, and I am afraid that today is not what it used to be. Moreover, even in your imperial clan, many people have begun to exert their strength. Eleventh Highness, Thirteenth Highness , By the way, there is also that Long Yin, who was very popular in Qianlong Academy a few days ago, and it is said that he defeated the Fire Python Sect Wang Ao with his bare hands."

"Long Yin?"

Long Zhen smiled indifferently: "It's just a bastard, what right does it have to appear in front of me?"

Xue Pan said in a low tone: "His Royal Highness doesn't take him seriously, but this son's ambition is not necessarily small. He mixed with Xiahou's family, secretly accumulating strength, and his scheme is not small."

Long Zhen laughed loudly: "The light of rice grains dares to compete with the sun and the moon. I really thought we didn't notice his small movements. If he doesn't move, he's just too lazy to move. He's like an ant. He really wants to jump up to me. In front of you, it's an eyesore and you just step on it to death."

"Your Highness is wise."

Xue Pan's eyes flashed, and he also laughed.

In fact, he didn't take Long Yin seriously.

But the last time Xue Ren was blackmailed by Long Yin to take away five Dao Pills, he kept nagging in his ears, Xue Pan was also annoyed, a mere bastard son, if you really want to touch him, it's just a matter of a few words.

……

As time goes by.

The trials for the Battle of the Hidden Dragon have also ended, and the places in each competition area have been competed for.

In the fierce competition, all the best talents of the empire will be contested.

These 800 people will go to the Tongtian Terrace of Zulong Mountain to fight the battle of Qianlong.

Zulong Mountain is the legendary burial place of the first ancestor of the Qianlong Empire. It is said that the Lingxu Continent in ancient times was still a whole piece, with various forces bristling on it, and wars continued.

The founding emperor of the Qianlong Empire is unparalleled in dominance and unparalleled in blood. He is a descendant of the ancient real dragon. He ruled the mainland with unparalleled force. He is known as the ancestor dragon.

With his own strength, Zulong fought against tens of thousands of infant monks.

It is said that in that battle, the sky fell apart, the sea water poured back, the blood of the ancestral dragon returned to its ancestors, and it really turned into a real dragon.

In the end, the high-level monks of Lingxu Star were almost extinct.

And Zulong was also injured too badly, and fell on Zulong Mountain, and finally turned into a huge dragon vein, entrenched here, this is the origin of Qianlong Empire.

It is said that because of that battle, Lingxu Star was disabled.

The vitality was consumed too much, and the environment of the world has changed drastically since then, and the Yuanying has disappeared, which is almost hard to see.

This is what Long Xiaoshan saw in the origin book of the Emperor Clan.

Now that he is Long Yin, he naturally needs to be familiar with the history of the Imperial Clan.

The current Qianlong Empire is of course not the huge empire established by the "Ancestor Dragon" to rule the entire Lingxu Star, but they claim to have the blood of that Ancestral Dragon.

Long Xiaoshan didn't know if the Qianlong Emperor Clan was putting money on his face.

Even whether this Zulong Mountain is the place where the Zulong was buried in the past is a matter of debate, because the history is too far away, and it is difficult to verify after generations continue to process myths.

However, Zulong Mountain has always been regarded as a sacred mountain by the Qianlong Emperor Clan.

There is indeed a mysterious and unpredictable luck here.

Zulong Mountain has been shrouded in strange and unpredictable misfortune all year round. Once you step into it for no reason, you will be cursed and die for no reason. Even Jindan cultivators are no exception.

And only at a fixed time every three years, Zulongshan's bad luck will dissipate.

The Tongtian Terrace on the top of Zulong Mountain was opened.

Surrounded by Zulong luck.

Only young people under the age of 35 can enter the Tongtiantai Battle. Once they win the final 72 spots, they will be blessed with luck. The higher the ranking, the stronger the luck.

This kind of luck is not something illusory, but something that can be felt.

It will allow the monks to have smooth sailing in the future practice, opportunities will come again and again, and the cultivation base will be like a broken bamboo. Almost every Qianlong list will be the top talent in the future, and the future will be a man of the empire.

It's like the legendary "protagonist halo".

It is precisely because this luck is so mysterious, as if it is hanging out, that it attracts all the talents in the entire empire to gather.

Three days before the Battle of Qianlong.

The vast land at the foot of Zulong Mountain, which is three thousand miles away from the imperial capital, has already been crowded by a large number of monks who came from all directions.

Battle of Qianlong, although there are only 800 people who have won the entry quota.

But this battle is the battle of the strongest genius in the empire. Even if you don't qualify for the competition, being able to take a close look at it is already a blessing in life.

To put it bluntly, in the world of monks, these top talents on the Qianlong list are like the most dazzling stars in the world of mortals.

Countless young people flocked here, wanting to take a look at their idols.

Of course, there are forces from all sides, with various purposes, who want to witness this battle with their own eyes.

Not to mention, the [-] contestants, and the sect family forces behind them, regard this battle as a battle of luck in the sect. With the addition of body, even the Zongmen will benefit from it, develop smoothly, and their strength will continue to rise.

Under the ground, suddenly there was a sound of "Ang—" "Ang—", distant and mighty, like the long chant of an ancient real dragon.

Rumble.

Thousands of miles around Zulong Mountain shook violently.

(End of this chapter)