Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 63 I want style (4700)

The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami came.

The walls of Kyoto City seemed to have been shaken and several old pieces of wall skin fell off.

Even the people of Kyoto who were not present at the scene did not realize at the first moment that this was the victory of the third son of Prince Dangbei.

Because all they heard were women's screams, which were so sharp that they seemed to pierce the sky. It seemed less like they were celebrating a victory, and more like they had seen some scenes that made them unable to control themselves.

This is indeed the case
The fat face and the bamboo pole were in the "love wind" pile, and now it felt like someone had poked an iron stick into his ears.
More than 30 girls aged [-] or [-] burst into tears and shouted like crazy.
A few others burst into tears
Although I don’t know what they are moved about.

All in all, it looks like I'm pretty out of control.
Fat Face saw two pretty senior sisters. He remembered that they were usually very quiet girls, but now they hugged each other and shouted: "Brother wins~~~"

So he changed his expression, leaned over, and blended in easily. He held their soft and delicate little hands with his left and right hands respectively. He looked touched and congratulated excitedly: "Brother, he did it. ~~!"

Vibrato, slightly broken at the end.

Just right~
After shouting, Fat Face hugged them!
Zhugan watched this scene and immediately got goosebumps all over his body. He shuddered and fell to the ground.
He felt that the fat face was too shameless, and he really couldn't stand the words: "Brother."

At this time, there was a girl next to him who might have been too excited and was about to fall down.

Zhugan noticed it. How could he not help someone when he was in trouble?
Naturally, he took the girl’s arm
The girl didn't mind, she took his hand and stood up, but asked: "I'm sorry, my legs are a little weak, can you lean on me?"

Bamboo pole: "Huh?"

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she pointed to the ring in the distance: "I still want to see the Third Prince~~ but I can't stand any longer."

Zhugan reacted immediately to this unreasonable request and said of course: "Okay, just rely on me."

Among this group of people, the calmest one is none other than Hui Ling.

Even though she saw the scene of the Third Prince walking towards the cruel and bloody background, adjusting his sleeves and revealing his almost perfect profile, her heart beat faster and her face flushed.

But she is, after all, the nominal president of the Chengfeng Club.

As a president, the most important thing you need to possess must be a view of the overall situation~~!

At this moment, Huiling discovered that it was not just the girls from Chengfeng Club who were screaming. She also saw voices similar to theirs on the roof, eaves, and under the ring, which had already covered up the men's shouts of victory.
So she understood that in the future Chengfeng would be afraid of...
She had to plan ahead and be prepared.

Just thinking that after this battle, many people discovered the Third Prince, and more and more people started to like him because of this, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
How should I put it? It was like the treasures that I and my sisters had originally owned were suddenly thrown onto the white jade slab in front of the imperial city gate, and were seen by the whole of Kyoto.

In the future, this treasure will no longer belong to her and a small group of them, but to everyone.
Huiling even complained about the Third Prince at this time, even if you hide it for a while, why don't you let us enjoy it alone for a while?

Anyway, she felt that the Third Prince had only been in Kyoto for a long time.
Always so handsome
What girl can stand it?

"Ah~~~, Third Prince, look here!"

she chanted.

……

People look at people's affairs.

People in the court watch the affairs of the court.

When the Third Prince walked to the edge of the ring.

The eldest son Wei Tingzhao and the third son Wei Huixu looked at each other on the third floor of the Dali Temple, which is close to the courtyard wall and has the best view and location.

The emotions in this glance were complicated.

They all immediately remembered what Zhao Chengfeng said to them before:

"All conspiracies and tricks are like child's play in the face of absolute strength."

They even remembered the look on the Third Prince's face when he said these words.

And what just happened on the ring...can't be a coincidence.

Therefore, after their eyes separated, they immediately chose to go downstairs.

Wei Tingzhao and Wei Huixu both knew that not only they would arrive soon.

There are many people who will come here.

Because of the five chairs Zhou Tian trusts.

Something went wrong.

It's just that they didn't notice before leaving that Princess Shu Ning, who came here with them today, seemed to have some problems.

Princess Shuning didn't even notice that Wei Tingzhao and Wei Huixu went downstairs.

She just stood at the window looking at Zhao Chengfeng on the ring and sighed softly.

I don’t know what I feel sorry for.

Maybe, but it's a pity it's not you
……

People look at people's affairs.

People in the court watch the affairs of the court.

The people of the sect naturally want to watch the affairs of the sect.

At least six streets away from the front door of Dali Temple, three streets away from downtown, there is a seven-story stone building.

This stone building is located in the center of the adjacent three lanes, so it is naturally used for fire watching. From the southwest of the roof, you can just overlook the Dali Temple Arena and the sea of ​​people.

Of course, ordinary practitioners cannot see clearly at this distance and can only see a dark area.

If you want to see clearly what is happening in the Dali Temple arena from this distance, you must at least have the ability to transport true energy into your fragile eyes.

There are three people on the roof today, and they all seem to have such abilities.

Most importantly, they are still young.

These three people are the three real people and the young Taoist priest from the Lixian Sect, as well as the young princess Wei Huanchu of the Prince Jing's Mansion.

San Zhenren looked the same as before, wearing the same Taoist robe that had turned white after washing.

The same goes for the little Taoist priest, who is as talkative as ever.

As for the young princess Wei Huanchu, she got along fairly well with them.

If she hadn't been wearing a goose-yellow dress today, which was a bit brighter than the clear sunshine in early spring, and had she changed into a plain dress, she would probably have been thought of as a junior sister of the Lixian Sect.

In fact, the Taoist priests also planned to make her a junior sister of Lixian Sect.

Ever since Neitian exposed Wei Huanchu's pretense of madness, they had not slept well for several days since they returned from their senior brother Fang Zhibai of the Immortal Sect.

Fang Zhibai always felt that even though he could be so seriously injured by attacking the Lingshu vein gate, he could still rely on his powerful spiritual consciousness to hold up the sea of ​​consciousness that was as dark as night. There was a saying, a big saying!
Although according to common sense, the chance of being able to return to his original state as a mind master was less than [-]%, but he somehow felt that Wei Huan was just starting out.

And it must be mentioned that although King Xian has no interest in political affairs, he has always taken the blame for his brothers in front of His Majesty in the past years. He looks very useless, but in terms of making friends, he seems to be far better than his brothers. .

In short, Fang Zhibai didn't know whether it was because of his old friendship with Prince Xian or because he felt that he was really destined to the young princess Wei Huanchu. Early this morning, he asked the Taoist priests to go to Prince Jing's Mansion and presented him with a bottle of Concentrating Dew Pill.

This elixir is extremely precious, and the wooden bottles containing the elixir are made of the core of century-old paulownia wood. Only in this way can the efficacy of the elixir be guaranteed to last.

It is said that eating one can condense spiritual consciousness into beauty in a short time.

As for the matter of being refused entry by the little princess, and having to deliver medicine to the little princess.
The little Taoist's evaluation of senior brother Fang Zhibai is:

“What you don’t get is always good.”

"Only when you are a bitch does it mean you have true love!" Master San felt that the latter sentence was a bit unrealistic. The more accurate description should be, only when you are bitch does it mean you really want to accept the little princess as your disciple.

But the first sentence is absolutely correct.
Sanzhenren always felt that if the little princess Neitian had not refused so firmly, even if there was a trace of hesitation, the senior brother would not have taken advantage of her.
The main reason is that Li Xianzong has been aloof for too long, especially within Zhou Tian, ​​eldest brother is the number one telepresence master in the dynasty and has probably not been rejected by anyone in recent decades.

So it’s my first taste of this
There must be some unwillingness inside.

Of course, this is also the reason why the three people in front of me can gather together and sit on the roof of the stone building.

Earlier, the two of them went to Prince Jing's Mansion to deliver the elixir. Before the little princess came out, Princess Jing took the elixir. When the little princess came, she gave it back. Princess Jing knew it was the sacred medicine of the Lixian Sect to treat her daughter's injury. Then Princess Jing took the elixir. It's a matter of life and death
The little princess had no choice but to be polite to the three real people and the little Taoist priest.

So the little Taoist priest who had been ordered by his senior brother to recruit Wei Huanchu as the junior sister of Lixian Sect invited her to come to this stone building to watch her future husband fight for her.
Although Wei Huanchu really didn't want to look at it before, his mother had just received someone else's elixir, so naturally it was difficult to refuse.

The little Taoist priest blackmailed his senior brother for half of the table.

There are a lot of delicious food placed on the roof, ready to eat and watch at the same time.

Just haven't had two bites yet.

The battle in the Dali Temple arena is over.

In four breaths, the little Taoist priest hadn't finished eating half of the chicken leg. It was gone.
But this is not important, because although this battle is short, it is better in terms of quality.

"This third prince is majoring in Tiangang?"

"Didn't you say he was an archer a while ago?"

"Can this punch kill me?"

The little Taoist priest looked at the scene in the distance and asked three times.
Sanzhenren's face was very serious: "He has opened at least seven of the twelve vein gates in the Yuan Yuan Realm."

Wei Huanchu thought for a while and made a bold judgment: "Is it possible that Wuxia can temper his essence?"

The little Taoist opened his mouth and looked at the little princess: "This"

The so-called Wuxia Yuan Tempering refers to eleven of the twelve chakra gates. As for why there is one missing, it is because since ancient times, only extremely rare people can open up the Lingshu Chakra Gate and then become telepathy masters, so the eleven gates are It can be called flawless.

In the third stage of cultivation, how many meridians a practitioner has opened is a crucial thing in determining the upper limit of the future. Generally, if a practitioner can open one or two meridians, it is considered good, and three or four meridians are already considered excellent.

If the Third Prince is Wuxia Yuan, all eleven meridians are open, or even if he is still a mind master.
Then the upper limit will be infinitely higher.

This is why the little Taoist priest has a big mouth.

Of course, the more important thing is that for this era, flawless tempering of Yuan is already extremely rare and too luxurious.

At this time, Sanzhenren thought for a while and actually nodded in agreement with the young princess's bold idea: "Dangbei Prince's Mansion is very rich."

The little Taoist priest pursed his lips: "What's the use of being rich? I haven't had a good meal from him until now."

As he spoke, he also looked at Wei Huanchu, who showed that he was determined to have a political marriage with the third prince anyway that day: "If the little princess marries him, can you invite us senior brothers to have a good meal at Dangbei Prince's Mansion?" ?”

Wei Huanchu shook his head and said, "After the Third Prince and I get married, we probably won't have dinner together."

Little Taoist: "..."

Sanzhenren scratched his head and didn't know how to answer these words. It was difficult to understand and understand.

Wei Huanchu looked at the two of them and showed a bright smile with a slight dimple on the left side of his face: "I can treat you alone!"

"That's it."

"Well, it's settled."

"That"

"Little princess?"

Wei Huanchu pointed in the direction of Dali Temple: "Now that it's over, I'll leave first."

When the brothers heard this, it was natural that they didn't want to stay, so they naturally bowed and said goodbye.

Then the two of them saw that the little princess, who was really agile, jumped continuously on the seven-story stone tower, fell to the ground as light as a swallow, and then entered the busy city.

The little Taoist priest commented: "Don't say it, except that I don't agree with the little princess's idea of ​​​​getting married, I actually think that she is my junior sister, and she has a generous, neat, smart and bright spirit. Senior brother, do you understand?"

Sanzhenren shook his head and said, "I don't even understand."

After saying that, the two looked towards the direction of Dali Temple again.

The little Taoist priest looked at the scene in the distance and felt sad: "No one else can show off like the Third Prince. He just finished the beating and even adjusted his cuffs while walking. I really..."

Master San: "Are you envious?"

The little Taoist priest was not upset at being exposed: "Yes. Senior brother, do you think that when I was his age, could I be as strong as him? Could I be so coquettish?"

Sanzhenren replied: "You should be about the same as coquettish. If you are strong, I think you should change the standard. For example, you should be as strong as my senior brother."

The little Taoist priest looked at his senior brother up and down: "You really may not be as strong as the third generation son, right?"

Sanzhenren: "Huh?"

The two of them were about to have a fight when they suddenly heard someone calling them from under the tower.

"Sanzhenren, Xiaozhenren~!"

The two of them lowered their heads and saw Wei Huanchu, who was wearing a bright yellow skirt, back under the deserted stone tower and waving his hands.

"Little Princess, what's wrong?"

Wei Huanchu smiled against the clear sunshine today: "I have something to ask."

"You said."

Wei Huanchu first explained: "It's been a long time since I came out by myself." Then he asked: "In which direction is my home?"

The little Taoist priest pointed at his nose: "You asked about your family and I just praised you for being smart."

Sanzhenren thought for a while and made a sword move: "How about I send the little princess back."

Wei Huanchu responded neatly: "Then I'll trouble you, Master San."

After finishing his words, Sanzhenren jumped directly onto the broad-bladed flying sword that was already in front of him, and dropped to Wei Huanchu.

He had the right to fly in Kyoto, and the next moment he disappeared into Kyoto with the little princess, so fast that the naked eyes of ordinary people could not catch the slightest trace.

After the two left, the little Taoist priest continued to watch the excitement in front of the Dali Temple while eating.

So, he quickly saw the arrival of Wei Tingzhao and Wei Huisu.

Not long after, the old eunuch with silver hair also arrived.

At the front and back, a Yulin Guard of more than a hundred people came along with a Zhoutian Divine General riding a strange beast.

after that..
The little Taoist priest looked at these people and realized that the excitement was a bit too much.
He didn't want to eat, he wanted to see it.

If nothing else, he just wanted to see up close how the Third Prince pretended to deal with such a big scene.

He wants to learn and learn.

As the younger brother of Lixian Sect, he feels that there will be many big events waiting for him in the future. Whether he is strong or not is one thing. Fan'er must rise first~
Thinking of this, the little Taoist priest subconsciously turned his head and wanted to straighten his sleeves.
But he found that the cuffs were too wide. There was no sleeve protector to tighten the arms, and there were no buttons for him to fiddle with.

He became angry from embarrassment: "This tattered Taoist robe won't make you look good~!"

(End of this chapter)