Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 360 Gong Yang Yiyun
Yizhou.

Qianyuan City, the Star-Picking Tower on the top of the mountain.

"Cough cough."

The hoarse cough echoed throughout the entire top floor. A teacher in a blue shirt sat next to the Seven Star Terrace, making tea and coughing from time to time.

On the rooftop platform, stood a very resolute figure, gazing at the starry sky above his head.

He was wearing a casual suit embroidered with python patterns, and his slightly narrowed eyes exuded unquestionable majesty. Looking into his eyes gave people the illusion of being on the edge of an abyss.

"It seems that you are seriously injured this time." King Xuan Yi spoke. His voice was not loud, but it had a thunderous power.

"The Witch God was secretly nurtured by Li Yuanzheng using Dragon Cloud for more than ten years. The backlash of his luck is far more terrible than the serious damage to his body. If the old monk hadn't helped me block that blow, I might have fallen." Mr. Wei was still brewing tea silently, and sighed softly:

"It seems that Li Yuanzheng knows some secrets. He is determined to break the rule even if it means damaging his foundation."

Prince Xuanyi looked down at the entire Qianyuan City below the Zhaixing Tower and said slowly, "How is Yixuan?"

"They were also attacked by Long Yun, but Taoist Xuan Sheng was pretty good. He was willing to destroy his own incarnation in order to protect the Third Prince. It seems that the Qingfeng Sect has a very clear purpose." Mr. Wei picked up the teapot, gently poured boiling hot water into the purple gold teacup, and said softly.

"But he still only brought back five dragon fortunes, and lost to a gangster." King Xuan Yi said coldly, without any emotion, "He likes those untouchables, so let him supervise the river opening!"

Mr. Wei made tea, poured himself a cup, took a sip, and said calmly, "Isn't this too unfair to the Third Prince?"

Prince Xuanyi turned around and looked at the teacher in blue with a little curiosity. He said in surprise, "Fairness? This is the first time I have heard this word from Mr. Wei.

As the son of this king, he shoulders the entire Kyushu. He wants fairness?"

Mr. Wei did not follow the words of King Xuanyi, but said lightly: "The Third Prince is good. At least among the many princes, he is the one who is most like you."

Prince Xuanyi fell into a brief silence, then slowly spoke: "Where is the Temple of Martial Arts? With it blocking the way, the little emperor will always be a problem."

Mr. Wei put down the teacup and smiled faintly: "The Martial Temple has its own insurmountable order constraints. When he decided to help Li Yuanzheng divest Long Yun, he had already lost the initiative in this big game.

Don't worry, as long as the nine dragon wells are still there, the Wu Temple will not dare to interfere too much in the war in Jiuzhou. Besides, the Valkyrie is not invincible in the battle with the Witch God!"

Prince Xuanyi walked up to the teacher in green shirt and sat down slowly: "I have ordered people to find the Soul Infant Fruit, which can heal your injuries.

Since you can't make a move now, just focus on collecting Dragon Luck. We have only got five of the forty-nine Dragon Lucks. If we have at least half of them, the chances of success will be much higher."

Mr. Wei filled the teacup for Prince Xuanyi and said with a smile, "There is no rush to collect Dragon Luck now. I have other plans. Your Highness should focus on the gangster you despise the most next.

In just one year, he successfully broke through to the upper realm, and he could even enter the range of the Nine-headed Dragon Cypress and compete with the Third Prince for Dragon Luck. The secret of him is not simple.

When he enters the realm of divine wandering, our unification of the Nine Provinces will become a joke!"

After saying that, the two looked at each other and then looked towards the stars outside the platform.

Gong Yangjing looked at the hundreds of 'Sons of Luck' gathered in front of him, and he was not excited about what he was about to accomplish for Chu Kuang.

The steward handed the recorded book to Gong Yangjing.

"Cheng Fei, I found three silver ingots when I went out."

"Jia Sheng was spotted by a girl from the Spring House and eloped with her."

"Ma Jingfu, you really stepped on dog shit."

Looking at the records in the booklet, Gong Yangjing's face turned red with anger, and he slapped the steward in the face, "Are your brains out of place? I told you to find the son of luck, but who are these people you found? They are a bunch of monsters and ghosts. If you don't know, you would think that my Gongyang clan is crazy!"

The steward covered his face with his hands and looked bitter. He hadn't slept for three days since he received this inexplicable task from the master of the house.

God knows whether the people who came up from below are real or fake. In order to verify it, he hasn't slept for three days.

"Is there anyone in our family whose luck has suddenly improved?" Gong Yangjing calmed down and asked with a cold face.

The steward shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to ask, "Master, when Master Chu accepted a disciple, why did he have to find someone with good luck?"

Gong Yangjing shook his head and said sternly: “Who knows, for someone who has reached Mr. Chu’s level, it is reasonable for him to have some strange thoughts.

By the way, how is the matter I asked you to inquire about going?"

The steward nodded solemnly: "Qian Lai went to Zhongzhou last night and took away many backbone members of the Hou Tu Society. Master, these rats in the gutter suddenly entered Zhongzhou in such a high-profile manner. Did they also find a big tomb there?"

Gong Yangjing thought for a moment and waved his hand: "With those country bumpkins, they won't be able to take out anything valuable even if they find a big tomb. The underground palace is our top priority right now."

"What is that old man Liu Siyi doing?"

The steward shook his head and said, "Since you asked me to keep an eye on Baofeng Temple last time, I haven't heard any movement. Liu Tianzun is still practicing as usual."

Gong Yangjing frowned and said, "That shouldn't be the case. I don't believe that old guy can resist the temptation of the Nine Radiance Mysterious Armor! Send someone to keep an eye on him!"

The town’s walls were low, and the soldiers guarding the city held their spears with their heads hung.

Fang Xuan and the man in white robe walked side by side on the city wall.

"This damn weather is getting hotter and hotter." The man in white robe wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Although the two had experienced life and death together in the underground palace, this was the first time they had private contact.

"It was you who sent the news about the underground palace to the Gongyang clan, right?" Fang Xuan asked suddenly after walking for a while.

The man in white robe was stunned for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he was still thinking about how to explain to Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan said calmly: "I don't care what the Gongyang Clan and Hou Tu Society are like. As for who you are, I don't care either."

Hearing this, the man in white robe stopped and looked at Fang Xuan: "It's just bad luck that happened to me inexplicably."

The man in white robes was very sure of what he said, and he didn't notice the doubt that flashed across Fang Xuan's eyes. He continued, "You also have a familiar aura. If I'm guessing correctly, our auras are from the same source."

Fang Xuan nodded, leaned against the shoulder-high city wall, and said slowly: "What happened in Shangjing City is related to the dragon luck in you and me, and I need him!"

"So this is Dragon Luck." The man in white robe smiled brightly, with a flicker of helplessness in his eyes: "It didn't bring me good luck, but brought me bad luck, haha!"

"Senior, my name is Gongyang Yiyun, a useless person who almost became the head of the Gongyang clan! I said all this just because I don't want to leave even a trace in this world after I die."

"Now I'm ready, please do it, Senior!"

(End of this chapter)