Immortality starts from eating melons in the cold palace

Chapter 97 The conditions of the Zhou royal family

The next day.

Qi Pavilion School.

Start turning in defensive magic weapons.

Zhou Ping held the magic weapon in his hand, his palms sweating from nervousness.

He turned to look at his brother Zhou An, calm and collected.

He looked confident.

"Brother An, what magic weapon did he refine this time?"

"Can you pass the second round of assessment?"

Zhou Ping murmured in his heart.

He is self-aware and knows that with his level of weapon refining, the probability of passing the second round of assessment is very slim.

But as long as Zhou An, like himself, fails in the second round of assessment, he can escape his father's bamboo shoots and whip stew.

"Brother Ping, have you prepared the magic weapon?"

"What's wrong? You look nervous."

Zhou An glanced at Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping's eyes dodge twice.

"No...no..."

"I'm pretty confident."

Zhou Ping's words are insufficient.

At this time, Liu Feng, the master of Qi Pavilion, arrived and said to everyone.

"The judging criteria for the second round of assessment will be changed to actual combat."

"I will perform ten attacks and resist more than seven, which will be considered as passing the second round of assessment."

"If you feel you can't resist the next move, you can quit on your own."

"Now, the assessment begins!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone present sacrificed their magic weapons.

After Zhou Ping offered an umbrella-shaped magic weapon, he glanced at Zhou An out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Zhou An's magical weapon was actually the most common Wu Tu Shield, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed that neither of them could pass the second round of assessment.

This way his father would have no reason to spank him.

"First move, get up!"

A sword light swept across.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of defensive magic weapons burst out with spiritual light.

The aura flashed, like a flashlight in front of a star, lighting up non-stop.

After the first move, no one is out.

Immediately afterwards, comes the second move.

As the assessment progressed, some magic weapons gradually became unable to withstand it.

Those who are aware of current affairs should voluntarily withdraw from the assessment and keep the magic weapon intact.

He was stubborn and couldn't recognize his own strength. His magic weapon was damaged and he was heartbroken. What's even worse is that he was injured.

After four moves, Zhou Ping was sweating profusely.

He turned his head and glanced at Zhou An beside him, secretly cursing in his heart.

How could Wutu Shield last for so long?

Is there any more royal method?
  Zhou Ping gritted his teeth and welcomed the fifth move.

There was a roar.

The umbrella-shaped magic weapon was damaged, causing Zhou Ping's heart to bleed from the pain.

He didn't dare to hold on anymore. If he continued to hold on, not only would the magic weapon be damaged, but his life would be in danger.

He looked at Zhou An jealously, surviving the sixth and seventh moves without any danger...

From jealousy at the beginning, then to envy, and then to relief at the end.

When the gap between oneself and the other person is so great that it can never be evened out, there will naturally be no jealousy.

Zhou Ping watched Zhou An use a Wutu shield to resist ten moves.

Become one of the few nine people who can withstand ten attacks.

He no longer had any thoughts of comparison.

At this time, all Zhou Ping could think about was how to make his father be gentler tonight.

End of ten moves.

There are only nine people who can persist in completing ten moves.

These nine people suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

If nothing else happens, most of Liu Feng's closed disciples are among these nine people.

……

Three days later.

The smell of blood in the palace gradually dissipated.

Xiao Linzi ran back to pour wine for Li Changsheng.

He also said that Mr. Li is old and strong, and his eyes are as bright as a torch. Apparently, Li Changsheng's calm and composed appearance that night left a very deep impression on Xiao Linzi.

"The royal ancestor is looking for you."

Our Lady of Tianshan brought surprising news to Li Changsheng.

"He wants to see me? Why?"

"Maybe... it's to attract you."

"I heard that although the ancestor of the royal family saved his life, his vitality was severely damaged and he doesn't have much time left."

"If you don't want to see me, then I will refuse it for you."

Our Lady of Tianshan spoke softly.

"Need not!"

"Anyway, I have nothing to do. I'm going to meet the ancestor of the royal family."

Li Changsheng said lightly.

The talismans left by Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been used up.

The royal family no longer has any means to threaten itself.

Even if he sleeps on the dragon bed, no one can stop him.

What's more, he also has a surrogate puppet, which is equivalent to having two lives.

Li Changsheng put on the Golden Crow mask and went to the depths of the palace at the agreed time to meet the ancestor of the royal family.

Compared with last time, the current royal ancestor gave Li Changsheng a feeling of dying.

If you have to compare, it is like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

It seems that that night at the top of the Forbidden City, the ancestor of the royal family was really damaged.

He originally had about thirty years to live, but now he only has five years to live at most.

He wanted to prepare a way out for the Zhou royal family.

Before the royal family ancestor could speak, Li Changsheng understood his idea clearly.

If the Zhou royal family did not have a great innate master sitting in charge, they would not be able to intimidate Xiao Xiao.

In the eyes of the ancestor of the royal family, there is no doubt that he, the Golden Crow Taoist Lord, is a strong man who can suppress Xiaoxiao.

In order to win over himself, he even ignored his previous dislike.

It can be seen that the ancestor of the royal family is in a bad situation and his mood is urgent.

"Fellow Taoist Jinwu, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still as beautiful as ever!"

The ancestor of the royal family looked at Li Changsheng's figure with a flash of envy in his eyes.

I envy Li Changsheng's prosperity in the Spring and Autumn Period.

"I wonder why my ancestor is looking for me this time?"

Li Changsheng smiled, even though he knew what the other party was planning, he still pretended not to know anything.

"This time I ask to see fellow Taoist Jinwu, I sincerely invite you, fellow Taoist, to serve as an enshrinement in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

Before the royal ancestor finished speaking, Li Changsheng waved his hand.

"Fellow Taoist, I told you last time."

"I'm used to being idle. I just want to be an idler in the mountains. I'm not interested in making offerings or anything like that."

"Fellow Taoist, don't you listen to the royal family's conditions?"

The ancestor of the royal family was not angry and just thought that Li Changsheng was just raising the price.

Why are you used to being idle?
  Just listen.

What if you are really used to being idle?
  Why did he express to the Tianshan Sect that he wanted to see Taoist Jinwu, so people from the Tianshan Sect could find Taoist Jinwu?
  This shows that Jinwu Daojun has always been in the Tianshan Sect.

He is not an idler in the mountains at all.

"If my fellow Taoist is willing to serve as a royal servant, he will protect the royal family for a hundred years."

"The royal family is willing to give two medium-grade magical instruments to fellow Taoists."

A medium-grade magic weapon?

That's it?

Even his ghost servant Yu Tianxin looked down on the middle-grade magic weapon and wanted to use it to seduce him.

"If that's all it takes, fellow Taoist, then there's no need to continue talking."

"I'm sorry that I can't do anything about the matter of worship."

After that, Li Changsheng left calmly and gracefully, leaving the royal family ancestor with a stunned look on his face.

Did he really leave?

The ancestor of the royal family always thought that Li Changsheng was just trying to raise the price.

He had calculated everything, but he had not calculated it.

Li Changsheng really has no interest in serving as a priest.

Looking at Li Changsheng's leaving figure, his expression was gloomy and uncertain.

"The mysterious swordsman that night, was he?"

"Jinwu Daojun is famous for his spiritual fire. It seems that he has not shown any skills in the way of swordsmanship?"

"Oh - such troubled times!"

"I don't know how long I can support the royal family."

(End of this chapter)