The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 51: The first of the four pillars
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The slum outside the imperial city is the darkest corner of the imperial capital. There are three teachings and nine streams, a mixture of fish and dragons, and every place is ruined and broken, showing a dilapidated scene. Anyone who has some savings will not choose to live here.
Only the poorest and poorest people who have had a meal without a meal can stay helplessly in such a place, waiting for their lives to end someday.
However, at the end of this slum, there is a small ruined courtyard, but no one dares to enter. Even if there are out-of-towners living down here, there will be kind locals who warn them to stay away from that place.
There is no one living in this small courtyard, but in the middle of the night there will be occasional noises, and some people may even hear whispers in it. Someone once plucked up the courage to go inside and look inside, but they are no more, as if they have completely disappeared from the world.
Once upon a time, some Bone Forging Realm, and even the Sky Profound Realm masters did not believe in evil, and broke into it.
Then...there was no more, people never saw them come out again. Since then, this yard has become a forbidden area, a forbidden area that no strong man dares to set foot on!
It was another full moon late at night, and the slums instantly became quiet. Everyone took their families home early and stayed away from the evil yard.
However, at this moment, dim lights were lit in the yard. It flashes like a ghost fire.
In a dilapidated room in the yard, an old man with white beards on the temples is sitting comfortably on an armchair, holding a goose feather feather fan in his hand slowly floating. From time to time, light flashed across those half-open and half-closed eyes. The corner of his mouth curled slightly, as if he was dismissive of everything in the world.
Behind him stood two old people, one with black hair and one with white hair. The two elders all lightly closed their eyes, but the faintly strong aura that radiated from the whole body made no creatures dare to approach within a hundred meters.
Even a beetle, when approaching them, seemed afraid and took a detour.
Huh!
With the sound of breaking through the air, a man in black suddenly appeared outside the house, wearing a black hat on his head, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.
The feather fan in the hands of the white-bearded old man stopped instantly, and a calm smile appeared on his face: "Master of the Valley, how are things going?"
The man in black took off the hat, revealing the true face inside. It was the master of Nethergu Valley, Youwanshan!
Sighed, You Wanshan shook his head helplessly: "Ten years of painstaking efforts have all been wasted. The emperor let me stay away from Fenglin City, and at the same time imposed restrictions on the other six. It seems that there are already I noticed it."
"Oh." The old man raised his brows and chuckled softly: "Then, the emperor has already planned to activate the Pearl Secret Order?"
"My old man guessed, it should be so!"
You Wanshan nodded, a faint anger on his face: "I think they are lucky this time, but they won't be so cheap next time. If the royal family wants to help the eighth family, it depends on whether the family is capable. Live till that time!"
"Hehehe...The Lord of the Valley must not get angry. If you lose, you will lose. Why do you have to find so many excuses?" The old man's face was still calm, but there was a sneer in his mouth. The Lower Seventh Family, but even the three secular families can’t handle it, even if it’s replaced in the future, it’s a matter of course."
Hearing this, You Wanshan became angry, and his whole body exploded in an instant. The strength of the Profound Sky Peak suddenly smashed the doors and windows of the room. With a murderous coercion, he unreservedly pressed the old man.
"Zhuge Changfeng, you told me the contents of the secret order of the Pearl, and you said that the royal family intends to support the eighth family to replace me in Nethergu. The plans for more than ten years are all from your hands, and now you can still Say this?"
You Wanshan roared at the old man, "You can die for me."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the old man was still sitting there quietly, the feather fan in his hand swaying back and forth unchanged.
Boom!
Suddenly, just as the powerful pressure was about to approach Zhuge Changfeng, the black-haired and white-haired old man behind him suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, black and white light flickered in the eyes of the two old people, and a wave of real ripples suddenly radiated outward. The coercion of You Wanshan collided with the ripple, and a loud and deafening noise erupted.
The entire slum area can't stop shaking.
You Wanshan's throat was sweet, and a stream of scarlet blood couldn't help but vomited out, and his face instantly paled!
The two old men closed their eyes again, motionless, Zhuge Changfeng still swayed the feather fan in his hand, with a light smile on his face.
Looking at the two old men with black hair and white hair in astonishment, You Wanshan said in disbelief: "Yin and Yang are both old?"
Zhuge Changfeng smiled and nodded: "The Lord of the Valley really has seen people. These two seniors have not shown up for hundreds of years. I don't think you can recognize them."
Gritting his teeth hard, You Wanshan gasped for breath, and from time to time he spit out blood, but when he looked at the two old people, his eyes were full of fear.
"As expected to be the first wise man in the universe, the prime minister Zhuge who is the head of the four pillars. Even these two old monsters can be invited out of the mountain. Even Fang Qiubai’s five dragon guards, it is estimated that you can’t do anything to your old man. Got it."
"Hehehe...The Lord of the Valley is over-famous, and he can't afford the title of the first wise man in the universe, and now he dare not blatantly turn his face with the royal family." Zhuge Changfeng shook his head, chuckled slightly, his face It was a confident smile.
With a cold smile, You Wanshan snorted and murmured: "Prime Minister Zhuge, excessive modesty is arrogant. With your current strength, who else in the Tianyu Empire is your opponent? Including the royal family! "
"Hey, it's no wonder that you will be defeated by Fenglincheng. In this world, the strength of strength cannot be seen only on the surface!" Zhuge Changfeng sighed and looked helplessly at the sky, "Moreover, I am not The first wise man in Tianyu."
"Are you not, who else is?"
"The person above me!" Zhuge Changfeng pointed to the top of his head, a dignified look in his eyes.
You Wanshan raised his brows, and smiled disdainfully: "You mean, that stupid old emperor?"
"Fascinating?"
Zhuge Changfeng glanced at him with a smile in his eyes: "I have been the prime minister in the court for forty years, and I still don't know what he is thinking. If he is faint, in this world There is no savvy person anymore."
"Master Glen, you go back, don't cause trouble anymore!"
Zhuge Changfeng put on a fan, his face regained a calm color: "Be careful to be seized by the old man, so that you will never recover!"
"Hmph, with the imperial family's current strength, it's not so easy to destroy my Netherworld Valley." You Wanshan curled his mouth in disdain, but when he saw Zhuge Changfeng's cold eyes, he didn't dare to say any more. He clasped his fists and disappeared into the dark night.
After You Wanshan left, Zhuge Changfeng took a deep breath and looked up at the vast sky, his eyes full of deep colors.
"My Majesty, what are your plans, what is the secret order of the Pearl? Alas..."
Three months later, in the misty forest under Heifeng Mountain, Zhuo Fan was standing next to a cold blood pool holding a gourd. With a beating of the hand tactics in his hand, red dots flew out of the pool and entered the gourd.
Looking at the squirming red dot, Zhuo Fan's mouth showed a satisfied smile.
This blood pool was specially built by Zhuo Fan to cultivate snow silkworms in the cold pool. However, it is time to change its name now, and it should be called Hantan Blood Silkworm.
This is a monster specially cultivated by Zhuo Fan using the secret technique in the Jiuyou Secret Record. It not only inherited the permanent parasitism of the snow silkworm in the cold pool, but also communicated with Zhuo Fan's mind, and could echo Zhuo Fanyao, using the evil magic and blood curse of the Jiuyou Secret Record.
This blood curse was originally a way for masters of the magic road to control the subordinates. Once the blood curse was planted on the subordinates, then this person would obey the order throughout his life. Otherwise, the blood curse will be activated and the blood will burst and die immediately, extremely cruel and vicious.
However, this blood curse also has a flaw, that is, if the blood cursed person is stronger than the cursed person, it is very likely that backlash will occur. This is not a good thing for Zhuo Fan.
But it's all right now. With this bloodworm assistance, even if the opponent's strength is higher than himself, there will never be a backlash risk. Because the blood silkworm had been parasitizing in him, he couldn't get rid of the control of the blood curse.
Using this peculiar monster, Zhuo Fan can control a large number of masters to help out.
If this is heard by those masters in the Profound Sky Realm and even the Divine Illumination Realm, they will definitely rush to get rid of Zhuo Fan, because this kind of monster is really terrifying, and it's too heaven-defying.
Can turn any master into his own slave, and whoever listens to it will tremble.
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After Zhuo Fan filled the gourd with the blood silkworm larvae, he left the foggy forest. Then the tactics changed, and the forest was instantly filled with **** mist, and no one could enter it again.
This is his breeding base, how could it be discovered by others?
After putting the gourd into the ring, Zhuo Fan returned to Heifeng Mountain. Along the way, Zhuo Fan carefully checked all the plants here to make sure they were correct.
In the past three months, not only did the imperial family support thousands of spiritual stones and hundreds of elixir materials, Qianlong Pavilion also sent one thousand spiritual stones, and then another two thousand spiritual stones.
There are so many spirit stones in hand, so that he, the master of the formation, has a place to play in an instant. In addition, this place itself is a natural formation, although there are less than ten thousand spirit stones, it can also be a good defensive formation.
In the east of Heifeng Mountain, it is the seat of the blue dragon, which belongs to the wood, and is the place of life and vitality. Therefore, Zhuo Fan has set up a five-level big formation, the poisonous dragon formation. Poisonous weeds grow in the formation, and the poisonous fog does not disperse for a long time. Even if the Profound Sky master enters the formation, it will be difficult to get out alive.
The position of the Western White Tiger, a place of gold and abundance of vigor, Zhuo Fan has deployed a five-level formation, the Golden Light Formation. The array is dazzling and radiant for nine days, no one can walk in the array, but every golden light is like a sharp sword that can kill people invisible.
Southern Vermillion Bird, which belongs to fire, surrounded by flames, Zhuo Fan deployed a five-level formation, Black Flame Formation. The flame in the formation is a bone-eroding demon flame. Once it touches the body, it is difficult to escape, until it burns the opponent to ashes.
The northern basalt rank, belonging to the water, in a severe cold place, Zhuo Fan has deployed a five-level formation ice shadow formation. The cold wind in the formation was severe, and the phantom was heavy. Once inside the formation, it was difficult to find a way out, and finally died when the cold air entered the body.
After the four formations were set up, Zhuo Fan didn't tell anyone, but he is leaving today, and he must pass on the key of the formation to someone who he trusts...