I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 218: One-on-one fight or group fight?
Early in the morning.

Wan Wan woke up from beside Shen Lang, yawned, and said, "Why are you up so early today?"

In her low, soft, cotton-like voice, Kankan calmly said, "I thought you were just talking, but I didn't expect you to actually duel with the three great masters. Now, everyone from Buddhism and Taoism, as well as us from the Demonic Sect, are all watching you."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Is there no one to open a betting pool? If someone does, they must bet on me to win. Do you think you have no hope for me?"

Kankan looked at him with a smile and said softly, "Of course I have hope for you. I heard that even You Chuhong of the Dugu Clan couldn't defeat you. But before you duel, could you please hand over the holy relic to me? It's the Demon Sect's most precious treasure. Without it, I don't think I'd be able to unify the Demon Sect."

Shen Lang sighed: "I originally thought there would be feelings between us, but I didn't expect that you would still be thinking about the Holy Relic. I am really disappointed."

Although they slept together many times, Kankan and Shi Feixuan were almost the same, always thinking about the duel between Buddha and devil.

Moreover, her peerless beauty is comparable to that of Shi Feixuan and is not inferior to hers. The only difference is that the latter reminds people of spiritual rain in empty mountains, while Kankan reminds people of deserts and barren plains.

Kankan looked up and said with her cherry lips parted, "I am now the successor of the Yinkui Sect and am currently dueling with Shi Feixuan. If I had the Holy Relic in my hand, my chances of winning would be much greater. Don't you want to hand it over to me?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang shook his head helplessly: "The risk of obtaining the Holy Relic is very high. If I hand it over to you without absolute certainty, I will harm you. Because Demon Marshal Zhao Deyan is also looking for the Holy Relic. He must have a secret method to sense its existence."

Kanan turned her head to look at him, smiled faintly, and said, "So you care so much about me. Zhao Deyan is indeed also looking for the holy relic, but who will rule the world is an extension and continuation of our struggle with Cihang Jingzhai. It is for this reason that I value the holy relic so much."

When she said this, an extremely gentle look flashed in her eyes, and the emotions contained in them were as rich and continuous as the waves hitting the river bank.

She said softly, "Moreover, you have already established a delicate relationship with Shi Feixuan. This is a top taboo for us, which is why Kankan is so worried that the holy relic will fall into the hands of others."

"Don't worry, as long as the holy relic is in my hands, no one can snatch it away." Shen Lang said with a smile, "If you run into Zhao Deyan, I might help you deal with him. How about letting you unify the demonic path then?"

But Kankan's smile is even sweeter and more beautiful.

She lay on Shen Lang's chest leisurely, sighed comfortably, and drew circles on his heart with her hands while saying softly, "With your words, I feel relieved."

Shen Lang's gaze followed her face, then to her chest, then to her stunningly attractive curves as she lay on the couch, and finally to her pair of pure white, flawless bare feet. He asked curiously, "How come you walk barefoot all day and still have such clean feet?"

Kanan closed her beautiful eyes and said, "Don't talk for now. Just think about getting a good rest."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "As the saying goes, a year's plan begins in spring, and a day's plan begins in the morning. Why should I sleep any longer?"

Kanan's beautiful eyes flickered open like bright stars in the dark night sky as she looked up at him, a smile escaping the corners of her mouth. Her expression was charming as she said softly, "I wonder who is better in your heart, Kanan or Shi Feixuan."

"Of course, each has its own merits and charms." Shen Lang said, "But when I'm with her, I always think of you."

Kanan lay on her side, supporting her chin with her hand, gazing at him intently with her beautiful eyes. She said with a smile, "When you're with her, you think of me. So when you're with me, do you think of her?"

"How is that possible?" Shen Lang held her in his arms, "I have always been single-minded."

Wan Wan moved a little closer and whispered in his ear, "But looking at all the women in your Xiaoyao Palace, I don't know how devoted you are."

"I love every woman wholeheartedly." Shen Lang said, "And I'm not playing with multiple women. I'm splitting myself into several parts, and each of my parts loves you all just as deeply."

While sniffing her charming, healthy body fragrance, he said, "This is not at all selfish. Can't you see? I have been with you from last night until now."

Kankan shrugged slightly, a charming and innocent expression on her pretty face that could make any man lose his mind. She smiled sweetly and said, "That does seem to be true, but I'm really tired now. If you still want it, you can only find another sister."

Shen Lang naturally didn't hesitate. He left Kankan's room and first found a few beauties to get along with.

I didn't prepare for the appointment until the sun set.

This month, he didn't do anything else and stayed in the house every day.

However, Li Xiuning did send him some precious medicinal herbs to help him replenish his body.

Li Yuan is going to hold a banquet for all officials in Taiji Palace tonight. I don’t know if this is a good day or if it is a special arrangement.

Although it is still winter, there is a moon in the sky, although it is not very round.

Shen Lang rode an exquisite carriage from the gate of Xiaoyao Palace to the imperial palace.

Shang Xiufang was also in the car because she received a post from Li Yuan.

It was not because Li Yuan sent the message to Shang Xiufang because of him, but it was related to Shang Xiufang's mother Mingyue.

The horses pulling the carriage are good horses specially selected from Pegasus Ranch, and each one is extremely rare.

This carriage was also specially designed to ensure that he was extremely comfortable no matter where he walked in it.

A long line of people followed the car, including many well-known figures in the underworld. Some had seen him before, while others had come here after hearing the news.

Since it was impossible for these people to enter the palace, they decided to follow and wanted to first witness this young master who was going to challenge the three great masters at the same time.

Shen Lang did not take the car directly to the palace.

Instead, he got off at the square behind Suzaku Gate and then parted ways with Shang Xiufang.

Shang Xiufang was going to attend a banquet, but he had no interest in the banquet, so he used his lightness skills to go directly to the Taiji Hall.

Shen Lang had just landed when he heard the bell for the court banquet.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The bell rang three times in succession.

Accompanied by his close ministers, concubines, and his three sons Jiancheng, Shimin, and Yuanji, Li Yuan, wearing a dragon crown and an imperial robe, ascended the Chengtian Gate Tower amid the sound of drums and music, accepted the congratulations of his ministers and guests, and delivered some festive speeches.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became heated. When Li Yuan retreated from the gatehouse to the Taiji Palace, various performances began. Those who were qualified filed into the Taiji Hall for the court banquet.

Entering Chengtian Gate is Jiade Gate, which is located between Chengtian and Taiji Gates. It is obviously a barrier separating Chengtian and Taiji Gates for the safety of the palace.

After exiting Taiji Gate, you'll find the Bell Tower and Drum Tower on either side. In front of you stands the majestic Taiji Hall, majestically situated in the north of the square.

In the square paved with gray bricks, a road was paved with large stone slabs in front of the main hall as an imperial road, leading directly to the hall gate.

The Taiji Hall is the most magnificent building in the imperial palace, with a width of twelve rooms and a depth of fifteen rooms.

The most amazing thing is that the roof of the hall adopts a single-eaved four-slope style, with four layers of brackets. The structure is simple yet complex, which is indeed a combination of beauty and mechanics.

There are six round tables at the north end of the spacious hall. Those who can sit at these six tables are of course members of the royal family.

Seating was arranged on the east and west sides, and everything was in order.

When Shang Xiufang entered, the team that was filing into the hall suddenly became a commotion, and men and women vied to see her, which shows her amazing charm.

Everyone was very affectionate towards Shang Xiufang.

When Hong Fu saw Shang Xiufang, she also came forward and greeted her warmly.

Shang Xiufang was indeed born with natural beauty, with a charm that could captivate a whole country. The most attractive thing about her was that she had a variety of graceful manners whether she walked, stood, sat or lay down; her every frown and smile could captivate everyone.

When she came in front of everyone, everyone was stunned and held their breath by her extraordinary charming beauty revealed through her light makeup.

Her large, affectionate eyes darted around everyone, and she smiled and said, "Xiufang greets you all."

Pang Yu from the Tian Ce Mansion said with a smile, "I wonder if Miss Xiufang will be willing to sing a song for the Emperor in court tonight?"

Among the generals of Tian Ce Mansion, he was a famous romantic figure. Such sarcastic words would never come from the mouths of Yuchi Jingde, Li Jing and others.

Hong Fu Nu answered, "Xiufang is here to attend the banquet at the invitation of the Emperor, not to perform singing."

When Pang Yu heard this, he quickly apologized.

Li Jing said, "It's almost time! Xiufang, please come in."

Everyone looked towards the palace gate and saw that most of the guests had already entered. If they didn't leave now, they would be late.

Shang Xiufang was also not modest. Accompanied by Hong Fu, she took the lead and walked gracefully towards the Taiji Hall.

Before Shen Lang arrived at the Taiji Hall, he saw an old man in a tall hat and wide belt standing on the roof with his hands behind his back.

This man had five long strands of beard and an elegant and simple face. He was wearing a thick brocade robe, which made his body, which was already taller than that of an ordinary man, look even more majestic. He was gazing intently at the moon in the sky, giving off the air of a detached and elegant hermit.

This is Ning Daoqi, who is known as the number one person in Taoism.

Standing next to Ning Daoqi was Shi Feixuan, who was still dressed in men's clothes, with a soft bun on her head, a coarse linen coat, a cotton jacket on the outside, plain white against plain yellow, soft leather boots on her feet, and a white empty sword on her back. She had a calm expression, and it was impossible to fathom the mystery in her heart.

She must have her own ideas for appearing here.

Seeing Shen Lang, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said softly: "Brother Shen, you are here?"

"I didn't expect Feixuan and Senior Ning to be waiting for me." Shen Lang said with a smile, "I'm late."

Shi Feixuan smiled slightly and said, "It's not too late, because some people haven't arrived yet."

Just as he finished speaking, two figures suddenly appeared like immortals descending to earth, one on the left and one on the right, floating lightly onto the roof.

Among them, the man in white, with long hair draped over his shoulders, looked up at the starry sky as soon as he arrived. Although his face could not be seen, the white clothes on his body had an extraordinary majesty, which made people dare not take him lightly.

He stared at the night sky for a while, then suddenly asked, "What is life? Who can answer me?"

His deep voice lingered into everyone's ears like a long wind.

He's quite good at posing.

After saying this, he looked at Shen Lang and said slowly: "Gao Li Fu Cailin, it shouldn't be too late."

Only then did Shen Lang see his appearance clearly. Fu Cailin had a face that was by no means handsome, but rather weird and ugly.

He had an unusually narrow and long face, with all the facial features that no one wanted to have. It was as if they were all squeezed together, making his forehead look particularly high and his chin long and protruding with a little excess.

His curved nose was disproportionately tall and huge, making his eyes and mouth appear even smaller in comparison. Fortunately, he had long black hair that fell over his shoulders, which balanced the disharmony between his broad shoulders and narrow face, otherwise it would have been even more awkward and strange.

Shen Lang nodded slowly. "It's certainly not too late. I heard Brother Fu wants to challenge me. I wonder if you're ready tonight?"

Fu Cailin said, "No need to prepare anything. I've heard from my three disciples that you are an extraordinary martial artist and a skilled doctor. You saved two of my disciples one after another. Thank you very much."

"They are all my wives now. Doing something for them is no big deal." Shen Lang smiled and looked at the last person.

Before he could say anything, the man laughed heartily and said, "You are truly a hero born young. You are actually challenging the three great masters at the same time. I, Bi Xuan, would also like to experience your martial arts skills."

"You will all see it." Shen Lang's eyes swept over the three of them and asked, "Do you want to fight one by one, or in a group?"

Fu Cailin was slightly curious, "What is a one-on-one fight? What is a group fight?"

"A one-on-one fight means I'm challenging all three of you at the same time," Shen Lang said. "A group fight means I'm fighting all three of you."

(End of this chapter)