My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Yuan Hong paced back and forth in the treasure hall, his brows furrowed and his heart restless.

Fortunately, after a while, Li Changgeng's figure appeared at the door of the palace and walked in calmly.

Yuan Hong hurriedly greeted me, "Has His Majesty the Emperor summoned me?"

Li Changgeng smiled slightly and waved his hand calmly: "Fellow Taoist, wait a minute, Your Majesty is dealing with important matters. You and I might as well take a rest here and wait patiently."

Yuan Hong suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, but facing the seemingly gentle and generous Li Changgeng, he could only choose to believe it.

"In that case, Yuan Hong is here to wait for good news."

"I don't know how long it will take for Your Majesty to handle official business. Let's sit down and talk..."

Li Changgeng's extraordinary conversational skills and his knowledge of heavenly affairs made Yuan Hong unknowingly attracted to him and began to relax his vigilance.

After all, he is already outspoken and straightforward, so how can he compete with a person like Li Changgeng who is so versatile and thoughtful?

Under Li Changgeng's skillful guidance, Yuan Hong also began to reveal some of his spiritual practice experiences and knowledge.

Soon, all the details about him were revealed, including the deep hatred between him and Princess Yaoji.

Li Changgeng listened with great interest and nodded in agreement from time to time.

Just when Yuan Hong gradually let down his guard, he suddenly asked: "Since Princess Yaoji is anonymous in the lower world, from whom did you learn her true identity, fellow Taoist?"

"It's jade..."

Just when Yuan Hong was about to tell the answer, he was suddenly shocked, like a thunderbolt hitting his mind.

At this time, he woke up from a dream and realized that he had been tricked out of a lot of important information by Li Changgeng without knowing it.

A strong uneasiness surged in his heart: "Taibai Xingjun, you..."

Li Changgeng smiled, as if he didn't notice Yuan Hong's change, and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Yuan Hong, is this question difficult for you to answer? But if you don't even explain the source of the information clearly, how can you make people believe it? What about your words?”

Yuan Hong's heart was beating wildly, and his intuition told him that the smiling Taibai Xingjun in front of him was not a good person.

"Taibai Xingjun, I...I suddenly felt unwell. I'm afraid I can't stay here for a long time." Yuan Hong made a lame excuse and turned to leave.

However, unknowingly, Li Changgeng was already blocking the entrance of the palace.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, His Majesty may summon you at any time. You have to wait patiently here." Li Changgeng's voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable coldness in his eyes.

Yuan Hong's face suddenly became ugly.

Now that we are in this situation, he still doesn’t know that he has been fooled!

"What a Li Changgeng! I didn't expect you to be such a sweet-talking villain! In fact, the Emperor of Heaven didn't intend to see me at all, did he?"

Yuan Hong was furious, and his high-pitched voice echoed in the Pixiang Hall, but not even a trace was heard.

Li Changgeng still had a smile on his face, as if he was not the one who was scolded just now.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong, if you stay here honestly, you will naturally be in peace. But if you continue to talk nonsense and slander the Emperor of Heaven, then I can only let you stay here and reflect on it."

At this moment, Yuan Hong no longer believed him.

As the saying goes, anger arises from the heart and evil arises from the courage. At this moment, Yuan Hong's blood surged up as he looked at Li Changgeng and cursed:

"Heaven is unfair and the Emperor is partial, so why can't I scold him?! If such a person can firmly hold the position of Emperor of Heaven, then there will be no need for the existence of Heaven!"

"Haha~"

Li Changgeng chuckled twice and ignored Yuan Hong's scolding. He just waved the fly whisk in his hand and activated the restriction of Pixiang Hall.

The next moment, golden runes emerged from all directions and turned into a cage in the air, enveloping Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong's face instantly turned pale. He roared and waved his fists. The wind of his fists was surging, but he could not shake the cage made of immortal power.

Feeling the huge pressure coming from all directions, Yuan Hong knew that he had no choice but to use his last trump card.

He took a deep breath, and all the mana in his body began to gather in his Dantian, and an invisible wave emanated from his body.

"The laws of heaven and earth!"

Yuan Hong shouted low, and his body suddenly expanded, as if it had turned into a majestic mountain, and the powerful aura shook the entire Pixiang Hall.

Li Changgeng's eyes widened.

The ability to control the sky and the earth is an ancient magical power that has been cultivated to the extreme. It can use its body to control the sky and its hands to transform stars. It has infinite power.

This kind of magical power is beyond the control of ordinary gods. Yuan Hong's background may be far greater than he imagined!

"break!"

Along with Yuan Hong's roar, his fists hit the golden cage heavily like hammers that shook the world.

With a loud "boom", the cage composed of golden runes exploded, and golden light particles scattered in all directions.

Yuan Hong's body also returned to normal size at this moment.

His face was pale. He had just reached a small level of mastery in the Eighty-nine Mysterious Arts, and he suffered a huge backlash when he forcibly used the great magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Earth.

He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body. He didn't dare to stop at all, turned around and rushed towards Nantianmen.

Li Changgeng did not pursue him.

He looked at the direction Yuan Hong was escaping from and thought to himself.

Judging from Yuan Hong's performance, he is obviously just a chess piece, and his purpose should be to make waves in heaven.

So who is the mastermind behind this?

At the same time, Yuan Hong, like an arrow shot from a bow, flew through the clouds of the heaven and headed straight for the South Gate of Heaven.

He was desperate at this moment, and the mana in his body was almost flowing out, but he still held on, running the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art to the extreme, and shuttled through the heaven at a high speed like a meteor.

Those heavenly soldiers and generals who heard the news and came to stop him were all blown away by him at a glance.

The guards of the South Gate of Heaven were all terrified when they saw this, and no one dared to stop him!

They could only watch Yuan Hong's figure quickly pass through the South Gate of Heaven and disappear in the clouds on the horizon.

…

The night fell, and the lights came on.

The brothel was full of colorful lights, like stars, trying to exaggerate the dazzling and luxurious style.

The sound of stringed instruments was melodious and pleasant to the ears.

A group of beautiful girls were covered with gauze, their clothes were as thin as cicada wings, and the warmth of their skin was faintly revealed. Their hair was like a waterfall, gently caressing their delicate skin, showing the feminine beauty.

They danced lightly on the stage with graceful postures, and their dance postures were like willow branches in the wind, soft and elegant.

The audiences in the audience were sitting or standing, whispering to each other, talking loudly, drinking, or stroking the girls' jade hands...

Some were intoxicated, some showed greed, and some secretly despised...

Beauty and money were intertwined, every corner revealed a gorgeous and extravagant atmosphere, and every moment was filled with naked desires.

All kinds of people, in this extravagance, performed a series of human fireworks.

Listening to music in the brothel has now become Yang Ling's daily compulsory course.

He and Master Xuandu would come here every day, sometimes even from day to late at night, to appreciate the girls in gauze shaking their buttocks together.

Such cultural exchanges also brought the two closer.

At first, Xuandu was only interested in his unknowable fate, and then he was attracted by his super comprehension. Now the two can get along like friends.

What surprised him was that Master Xuandu could comprehend the great Dao in such a place, and he actually enjoyed it!

Later, he realized that before Master Xuandu's last retreat to comprehend the Dao, the human race was still in the period of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Tribal Alliance.

Unexpectedly, after coming out of retreat, the human race has developed to such a prosperous state.

In comparison, the bottleneck that shackled him actually loosened a little.

Yang Ling didn't know about the changes in Master Xuandu's mind. He just practiced, did good deeds, took care of the children, and accompanied the master to listen to music every day. His life was carefree and happy.

Until one night when his soul went out, he found that he couldn't sense the puppet clone!

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Thanks to Ting Shishuxian for the 100-point reward! Thanks to the bartender for the 5,000-point tip!

Yang Ling: I have sacrificed your bad luck to the god of blind boxes, and you will definitely have good luck in the future!