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Chapter 49 Meng Chuan, Ghost Monk, Giving Wine
Xuzheng time.

"Cheng Long, the commander of the Proclamation Army, and Xie Changfeng, the suzerain of Shangfazong, have an audience~"

As a high-pitched singing sounded in the corridor of Beiyue Pavilion, the surrounding crowd of all kinds watching the battle suddenly erupted.

The emperor was really in that attic. This was the only chance they had to be closest to the emperor in their lives. The excitement was beyond words.

If it wasn't for the fact that the imperial army had already set up a dense human wall around them and formed a warning array with Sen Leng's gun points, many irrational people would have rushed forward.

Of course, there are exceptions, just like the team of Shang Fazong.

Seeing Shang Fazong's people holding a jar of fine wine and arrogantly walking in through the opening made by the imperial guards, the others could only cast envious and jealous eyes.

Attic floor.

"You two, please come with us."

Xiao Huangmen stretched out his hand towards Cheng Long and Xie Changfeng with a smile as an invitation, then turned around and led the way.

Cheng Long followed blankly, while Xie Changfeng on the other side took a deep breath, glanced at his personal disciple Meng Chuan who was holding the wine jar and wine vessel on a square plate behind him, nodded with a smile, and then stepped forward OK.

Meng Chuan licked his dry lips, and the excitement in his heart was hard to express to others.

He is the most important personal disciple of the master, if the master becomes the national teacher, then the seat of the national teacher will be his sooner or later!

The most important thing is that he is actually an undercover agent. His original goal was only Shang Fazong, but he never thought that one day he could go further...

At this moment, he really wanted to say proudly and complacently to his sister whom he was extremely attached to: If you don't call me back, my undercover agent will almost become the Master of the Great Zhou!
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On the south side of Yueyang Lake, there is a dense forest.

Looking at the wildly swaying branches and leaves and the trees forming a cage, an old man with an unshaven beard and messy hair frowned.

As the slovenly old man slowly raised his head, a two-finger-long hideous scar on his neck was also revealed.

After looking around for a while, the old man suddenly stared at a tree crown on the right.

"Who are you?"

"Huh? You can find all of this, as expected of a ghost monk, hehe..."

With a surprised chuckle, an old man with white eyebrows appeared with a smile.

Looking at his face, it is Bai Wudang, the master of Huangquan Pavilion.

Xuandu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Bai Wudang in surprise.

"Who are you?!"

"The first seat in our Sutra Protector Hall is Bai Wudang."

Bai Wudang didn't hide it either, and revealed his identity.

"The Sutra Protector Hall..."

Xuandu murmured softly, frowning in thought.

He didn't ask how the other party knew his identity, because it was meaningless to pursue this right now.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty wants to see you, please ask the ghost monk to come with our house."

"It's not convenient for the poor monk to go there for the time being. We will wait until tomorrow. We don't need the invitation of His Majesty the Emperor. The poor monk will go there on his own."

Xuandu refused in a cold voice, and then lightly rubbed the beads in his hand, the surrounding trees that formed a huge cage seemed to have been attacked by an irresistible attack, and burst open in an instant.

Bai Wudang's pupils shrank, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

After all, the other party is a legendary figure with outstanding talent who has been immersed in the Ninth Grade Consummation Realm for two or thirty years. His background is profound, much stronger than himself, a novice who has just stepped into the Consummation Realm.

Even if he has a geographical advantage at this time and can maximize his talent, the chance of winning is probably less than [-]%.

As for what kind of talent Xuandu has, he doesn't know.

However, it is impossible for an existence who can cultivate to the ninth rank and coerces the surrounding countries and rivers and lakes to not have outstanding talents.

"Ghost monk, don't think that His Majesty doesn't know what you want to do. Now that your identity has been exposed, if you insist on going your own way, even if the imperial court doesn't take action against you, Jinhong Temple will be attacked by most of the world!"

"Do you want the inheritance of Jinhong Temple to be cut off?"

Xuandu was suddenly furious, and a black air flashed across his eyes and cheeks at the same time.

"Xie Changfeng, you must die!"

Bai Wudang frowned slightly, secretly vigilant.

The aura of this ghost monk is not only terrifying, but also somewhat weird...

"What's the hurry? Hehe, do you really think that His Majesty will establish Shang Fazong as the national sect? Tsk..."

Bai Wudang sneered, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is trying to save your Jinhong Temple, so don't you know what's good or bad."

Xuandu's expression froze, and the hurricane-like momentum on his body slowly dissipated.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Specifically, you will know when you meet His Majesty. In short, what you worry about will not happen, so you don't need to fight Xie Changfeng at all."

Xuandu couldn't help being silent. Although he hadn't been out of the mountain for more than ten years, his thinking was not confused, and he also learned from Xuankong about the recent changes in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Thinking about it seriously, the other party seems to have no need to lie about this matter.

Moreover, as Bai Wudang said, if he insisted on killing Xie Changfeng, since his identity had already been exposed, he might bring disaster to Jinhong Temple.

After pondering on the spot for a while, Xuandu finally nodded slowly.

"Okay, the poor monk will follow you to see the emperor."

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Beiyue Pavilion.

When the red top flower was lifted from the wine jar, a strange fragrance instantly permeated the air.

Zhou Xin's eyes brightened slightly, and he clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

"What a drunk in the spring breeze. The aroma of this wine is pure but not greasy, sweet but not bitter. Just smelling it makes me feel like a spring breeze is blowing on my face, good! Hahaha..."

Hearing Zhou Xin's approval, Xie Changfeng smiled heartily, and his expression became more intimate.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this altar has been stored in the cellar for 300 years, and it is the oldest altar in my Shang Fazong's collection. Now, it can be presented to Your Majesty, and it can be regarded as making the best use of it."

Zhou Xin smiled gratifiedly, then waved his hand.

"Come on, pour the wine, I'm going to give wine to the two warriors myself!"

"Yes!"

Leng Yun respectfully complied, and poured the crystal-clear spring water into three orange jade wine glasses, one large, two small, and then took the wooden plate from Meng Chuan's hand.

Zhou Xin stepped forward, handed the two small cups to Cheng Long and Xie Changfeng, and then returned to the seat with the big cup.

"In this battle, only winners and losers are decided, life and death are not decided. Two heroes, drink with me!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine!"

Cheng Long and Xie Changfeng bowed their heads gratefully, looked at each other, and drank the fine wine in their glasses.

After Zhou Xin took a sip, he looked at Xie Changfeng with a smile.

He can directly modify the target's information from a distance, but the distance is limited to within a hundred feet, which is why Xie Changfeng was asked to come before the battle.

【Name: Xie Changfeng

Cultivation: Late Ninth Rank (Peak)

Age: 86
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Qualification: Nine Stars (+) (-)

Talent: Sword Heart Transparency]

Xie Changfeng's cultivation has reached the peak in the later stage, and he is only one opportunity away from entering the realm of perfection. Coupled with the talent of Jianxin's clarity, his strength is indeed quite impressive.

That's why Zhou Xin said that under normal circumstances, Cheng Long's chances of winning were less than two percent.

The reason why he finally said that Xie Changfeng would not be Cheng Long's opponent was because of the system.

If the modification of aptitude is reduced, the required rebellion point is half of the increase, and the erasure of talent is also half of the direct exchange.

Therefore, when the 130 rebellion points were exhausted, Xie Changfeng's aptitude directly became one star, and his talent also became blank.

Although the price was not small, it was worth the investment for the sake of tonight's overall situation, in order not to cause accidents, and to prevent Xie Changfeng from having any hope of making a comeback.

And at the moment when Zhou Xin finished all this, Xie Changfeng suddenly became dizzy and felt a little groggy.

At that moment, Xie Changfeng couldn't help feeling a sudden in his heart.

Could it be that the waiter tampered with the wine?
That's not right, he has been staring at him very hard just now, and the other party can't do anything.

After seeing Zhou Xin and Cheng Long frowned at the same time, Xie Changfeng's heart skipped a beat again.

Could it be that the wine has been left for too long, and something went wrong?

Fortunately, Zhou Xin quickly relaxed his face and did not pursue it.

"You two, the time is almost up, let's go and fight to your heart's content. I am here waiting for your return."

"Yes!"

Xie Changfeng felt a little relieved, and looked sideways at Meng Chuan.

"Meng Chuan, wait outside the hall, don't run around."

"Yes! Master, don't worry!"

Meng Chuan nodded again and again, very cute.

Zhou Xin glanced at Meng Chuan, and after a flash of his eyes, he moved away again.

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"Come out, come out!"

When he saw two figures leaping out of Beiyue Pavilion and leaping towards Yueyang Tower at a distance of ten feet above the lake, eager and ear-splitting cheers resounded from all around.

As Cheng Long and Xie Changfeng stopped at the top of Yueyang Tower and faced each other quietly five or six feet away, the surroundings of Yueyang Lake were completely boiling, and the sound of mountains and seas was endless.

"Commander Cheng, today's battle is something the suzerain has been looking forward to for a long time, and I hope you can go all out."

Xie Changfeng held the scabbard in his left hand and put his right hand behind his back. He stared at Cheng Long and said with a smile.

"Sect Master Xie, don't worry, this Commander will not be merciful. Therefore, it is best for Sect Master Xie to show his housekeeping skills directly, otherwise, this Commander is worried that Sect Master Xie will not last long."

Cheng Long's left hand was half clenched and hanging by his side, while his right hand was holding the dragon's head spear behind his back, with a cold expression on his face.

Xie Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled.

"Don't worry, Commander Cheng. In the future, you and I will be ministers of the same dynasty, so this suzerain will never take your life. I only hope that Commander Cheng can put enough pressure on this sect."

The two people in this room were talking softly, and the huge number of spectators were also talking about it.

"Tell me, which of these two has a better chance of winning?"

"That's needless to say? Of course it's Commander Cheng! That's the Commander of the Imperial Army, the strongest general who protects the Holy Lord. How could a mere man in the rivers and lakes win?"

"Hey! Ignorant and foolish people! The imperial court is strong in military formations. In terms of personal force alone, the world has always been the leader."

"That's right, Sect Master Xie is No. 1 in the Jianghu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although he has never achieved a name recognized by the world like the ghost monk, his strength is beyond doubt. In my opinion, Commander Cheng may not be able to survive ten years. trick!"

"Hey! It turns out that they are people from the Jianghu, no wonder they all help Xie Changfeng to speak! Let's wait and see, Commander Cheng will definitely be the final winner!"

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(End of this chapter)