Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 138 Princess Yinchuan, Tianshan Tonglao (asking for monthly ticket)
Western Xia, Imperial Palace.

Princess Li Qinglu of Yinchuan, known as the "Pearl", walked quickly through the corridor and came to the Qiu Shui Pavilion in the Taiwei Palace in the deep palace. Without waiting for the announcement, she pushed the door open and walked into the inner room.

The lazy concubine lay on her side on the Hu bed, her face covered with white silk, although it blocked most of her cheeks. She looked to be about thirty or forty years old, with bright eyes like rippling water. She was only wearing a cool white gauze skirt, which wrapped around her still young body. Under the gauze skirt, a pair of long legs like pythons were raised, and her bare feet lightly touched the air.

"Is everything arranged?" Concubine Dowager Li Qiushui did not care about her granddaughter's rudeness. Her eyes moved and fell on her face, which was 70% similar to hers, but already the most beautiful face in the world. There was a hint of doting in her eyes.

Princess Li Qinglu of Yinchuan did not bow, but knelt before the couch, half leaning into Li Qiushui's arms, and said coquettishly, "When has your grandson failed to do everything you asked of me?"

Li Qiushui's eyes curved brightly when she heard that. She couldn't help but put her hand on the white silk. Deep hatred was in her half-open eyes. Her tone was still as charming as a woman's: "That's good!

Besides the people from the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands, if I could find a few more experts, in a few months it would be my enemy's 'big day', and the nearly century-long feud between her and me would finally be settled."

"Yes, this time my grandson also went to find Zhuo Bufan from the Yizi Huijian Sect. Back then, the Lingjiu Palace ordered the Yizi Huijian Sect, also located in Kunlun Mountain, to become its subordinate. The Yizi Huijian Sect refused to comply, and was subsequently exterminated by the Lingjiu Palace. Only Zhuo Bufan escaped.

Now that he's accomplished in swordsmanship, he's roamed the Western Regions and Qinghai, earning the title of 'Sword God.' When he heard they were going to face off against the Vulture Palace, he took the initiative and recruited a number of people, even more enthusiastic than my grandson."

Although Li Qinglu acted coquettishly, she still briefly reported her preparations and results.

When Li Qiushui heard the word "Sword God", contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he pointed a finger at Li Qinglu's forehead, poked it lightly, and said: "You, don't be intimidated by these people's names.

People who travel the world either rely on strength or fame. The former don't care about names and are casual, while the latter are most interested in gods, ghosts, dragons and the like; the more intimidating, the better.

"People like this are often not very capable. If you want to completely take charge of Yipintang, you still have to practice martial arts diligently yourself."

A gloomy look flashed across Li Qinglu's face. "My grandson is not talented enough. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Yipintang respects martial arts. Even though she is the Princess of Yinchuan, she needs to rely on force to suppress her subordinates in order to win their loyalty. However, her talent is not outstanding, and it is difficult for her to make rapid progress in a short period of time, so she decided to find a son-in-law.

However, on this point, her father and she had different ideas, and the two sides were secretly competing with each other.

"It's not a big deal," Li Qiushui said disapprovingly, "Have you read the news from Duan Yanqing?"

"Grandson has seen it," Li Qinglu said curiously, "If Zhang Kuang is really as young and powerful as he claims, he might be able to help us."

Li Qiushui shook her head slightly, and a corner of the white silk on her face flew up, revealing the regrettable face underneath - there were four extremely long sword wounds crisscrossing her face, forming a "well" shape. Her originally beautiful face was now ugly because of these four sword wounds, with her right eye protruding and the left corner of her mouth crooked.

"No, the key point is how he knew the name 'Wuyazi' and where Wuyazi is."

Of course, the information Duan Yanqing sent was not just "Wuyazi is in Wanjie Valley" as Zhang Kuang said, but he told the whole story in detail.

However, she had not seen it with her own eyes. Just by listening to Duan Yanqing's information, Li Qiushui did not have a high opinion of Zhang Kuang's strength - arrogance requires ability, and she just happened to have it.

Therefore, she did not plan to show up in person, but asked Li Qinglu to take experts to find out the situation, while she stayed in the palace to recuperate and prepare for the death of her senior sister Tianshan Tonglao.

Because of Li Qiushui's casual attitude, Li Qinglu was more curious than afraid of Zhang Kuang's attitude, and at the same time, she had a bit of utilitarianism in her mind - 'Why not take Zhuo Bufan with us and use him to test this man's strength. If he is really strong, perhaps he can be used as an aid.'

Li Qinglu had read Duan Yanqing's complete report and was naturally aware of Zhang Kuang's lustful nature. However, being in her prime, she was also confident in her own beauty and charm, and didn't think she could compare to a few middle-aged women. Li Qiushui, a seasoned veteran, naturally saw through Li Qinglu's thoughts, but she didn't intend to intervene. She simply advised again, "After you investigate this matter, you can go find the Langhuan Blessed Land, where my senior brother and I once lived in seclusion..."

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There were unusual movements in Western Xia, but the Tianshan Mountains were not peaceful either.

On Piaomiao Peak, in Lingjiu Palace.

Shennong Clan leader Sikong Xuan knelt on the ground and followed behind Fu Minyi. Even though he was a respected figure in the sect, he didn't dare to have any disobedience at this moment. He followed his master's legs respectfully like a dog. Seeing someone who frightened and scared him -

Tianshan Tonglao.

The Child-Fairy of Tianshan was a dwarf, only about the height of an eight or nine-year-old girl. She had a head of frosty white hair tied up neatly, and a young and pretty face. She looked like a lovely girl who had strayed into this place. However, her aura was so dignified and cold that people subconsciously ignored her cute appearance and could not muster the slightest desire to tease her. All they felt was an endless frosty fear.

Sikong Xuan knelt far away outside the temple gate and could only vaguely see the figure of Tianshan Tonglao. Even so, this was the closest he had ever been to Tianshan Tonglao.

Fu Minyi walked into the hall alone.

Because of her height, Tianshan Tonglao did not like to sit in a high seat, so when Fu Minyi came in, she was reading the martial arts manual "Northern Divine Art" engraved on the stone in the palace with her hands behind her back.

She has not been idle over the years. Because she was almost killed by Li Qiushui when she dispersed her power to cultivate again last time, the Tianshan Child-Father has slowed down the expansion of her power in the past thirty years. Instead, she has devoted herself to studying the unique skills of her junior brother Wuyazi in this palace, attempting to use the Beiming Divine Art to fill the shortcomings of her own Eight Desolations and Six Directions Only I Am Supreme Art.

Hearing Fu Minyi's footsteps, Tianshan Tonglao did not turn back. With her hands behind her back and her lips tightly closed, her old voice echoed in the hall:
"What's the matter?"

Fu Minyi stopped twenty steps away, bowed his head, clasped his fists, and saluted. "Your Excellency, Sikong Xuan of the Shennong Gang in Dali has not been able to uncover the secrets of the immortal behind the Wuliang Jade Disk. However, he claims to have encountered the immortal and witnessed him soar into the air, leaving behind only a trail of wind, fire, and clouds."

"Oh?" Tianshan Child-Fairy turned around, her gaze falling on Sikong Xuan, who was trembling with fear outside the hall. "If that's all, then kill him. You lead the Yangtian tribe to personally search for the immortal's whereabouts and see if he's just pretending to be a god, or if he really is the real one."

Sikong Xuan's heart was broken when he heard this. As Fu Minyi rushed towards him, he shouted, "Someone outside the Wanjie Valley asked me to tell Tong Lao, 'Wuyazi is in the Wanjie Valley'!!!"

call--

The remaining sound echoed in the hall, but the fierce gust of wind hit Sikong Xuan's face, like a thousand steel needles piercing his face, making his eyes burst into tears in an instant.

Just as he opened his mouth to scream, a petite figure appeared in front of him, pinched his neck with one hand, and shouted:
"Who are you saying is in Wanjie Valley?!"

"Wu, Wuyazi..."

Gaba!

Sikong Xuan's neck was broken in two, and before he died, only a pair of bloodshot eyes remained...

(End of this chapter)