Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Of course, all of this must be based on the fact that Qian Qingyun can completely let go of the hatred in his heart.

Lu Shan doesn't think he is a saint, and he can't do those things that make people smile away their grievances, and he can't put on a shy face to ask others to let go of this unforgettable hatred.

Therefore, everything can only go with the flow.

In order to avoid the first result, he could only wrong Qian Qingyun temporarily.

After reading this, Lu Shan looked at Qian Qingyun, took out a practice method from his cuff, handed it to the latter, and said: "I believe that you want to avenge yourself, this is a practice method, you take it, when will If you succeed in cultivation, you will step into the realm of a saint at any time."

Having said that, he paused, and said, "Of course, success in cultivation is based on letting go of the hatred in your heart."

After saying this, he turned and left without giving Qian Qingyun a chance to ask.

Qian Qingyun watched Lu Shan leave in a daze, with complicated emotions flickering in his eyes, and then, he looked down at the words "Cultivating Kung Fu", and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This smile looks a little weird.

"I want revenge..."

In the dark eyes, a trace of evil slowly drifted across.

In the dark room of Wentian Building, Lu Shan, who saw all this through the light curtain, finally couldn't help sighing, and said: "It seems that Zhou Mu and I still underestimated the power of fate."

Daqian Dynasty
In the bustling palace, the sound of extravagance drifts from time to time.

It was already late at night, and in the huge corridor of the palace, except for the soldiers in armor, there was no one to be seen. Darkness enveloped the palace complex.

"Report!"

A sharp sound broke the tranquility, Qian Long, the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, climbed up from the dragon collapse a little dissatisfied, and said darkly, "If you don't have something important to make me get up from my sleep, I will kill you!" Your Nine Clans."

While cursing, he got dressed while being served by the maid. Then, the door slowly opened, and a man with the appearance of an eunuch ran in with a panicked expression.

On the eunuch's forehead, beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell one after another.

After entering the palace gate, he didn't dare to raise his head, knelt down and said sharply: "Your Majesty, something is wrong. The former crown prince Qian Qingyun went to Wentianlou."

As soon as the words were finished, Qian Long with a gloomy face suddenly picked up the hot tea that had just been brought and threw it all on the eunuch.

The scalding hot tea was still steaming, and now it was all pouring on his body, his complexion changed almost instantly, but he didn't dare to make any sound.

Coupled with the fact that the teacup contained a trace of spiritual power, the angry Qian Long didn't hold back at all, and the coercion from the saint enveloped him directly, and the eunuch's face turned pale almost instantly.

"It's all old stuff, you just told me now, that's fine, if you disturb me while I'm sleeping soundly, if you don't give me a reasonable reason, I will satisfy your desire to die. "

Hearing this, Qian Long couldn't bear his temper instantly.

As early as when he was the prince, he had an extremely violent temper. He was a little dissatisfied with some servants, and he just hit and scolded him. All of this, in front of the former emperor with whom he had a very good relationship, was called a straightforward character. .

Thinking of this, Qian Long's mood became even worse.

It's not that he has never heard of the rumors among the people, saying that he broke his promise, repayed his kindness with revenge, and other words, which made him very angry, but he was helpless. These words were all true.

Those people said that he could only endure it.

Who made his status different now, he is the emperor of a country.

The only saint in the Dagan Dynasty.

It was also by virtue of his status that the Dagan dynasty jumped out from among the high-martial dynasties and became the first dynasty to become a first-class power.

The eunuch clenched his teeth, obviously, he was very uncomfortable at the moment.

Fortunately, the people who could serve Qianlong were not low in cultivation, and he soon recovered. Even though he was in severe pain, he didn't dare to show the slightest in front of the uncertain emperor.

He tried to pretend to be calm and said, "Your Majesty, according to reports from the spies, Qian Qingyun went to a cave in three hours, and when he came out, he was already a saint."

砰

Qian Long stood up suddenly, his eyes widened like copper bells, he took a step forward, grabbed the eunuch by the collar, and pulled him up fiercely, his face approached the eunuch, his voice sounded a little He said hysterically, "Is everything you said true?"

The eunuch was taken aback by Qian Long's sudden move, he couldn't breathe because of his collar, and soon his face turned red, and he jumped helplessly in mid-air,

"Speak, are you deaf?"

Qian Long was in a fit of anger at the moment, not aware of any abnormality, so he shouted loudly.

The sound was like a rainbow, coupled with the imposing manner of a saint, the strong hall was rumbled, and some timid court ladies and eunuchs were already kneeling on the ground covering their ears in fear, their thin bodies trembling, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme.

"I……"

The eunuch pointed hard at his throat, and Qian Long noticed it, so he let go of his hand suddenly, and threw the eunuch to the ground. The eunuch got up, and under the gaze of a tiger and wolf, he hurriedly said: " It is absolutely true, this is what Jin Yiwei saw, Your Majesty, this is the instrument you gave to test spiritual power."

The eunuch quickly took out a crystal ball with a blue arc from his chest. If Lu Shan was here, he would be surprised to find that the crystal ball in the eunuch's hand was exactly the same as the one in Wentianlou.

It's just that this one is slightly smaller, like a shrunken version.

Qian Long's eyes fell on the crystal ball.

On the crystal ball, two lines of words are clearly displayed, warrior: Qian Qingyun, cultivation level: early saint.

In the early stage of a saint, that is to say, he has just broken through to the level of a saint.

"Absolutely impossible, the instrument must be wrong."

Qian Long's complexion paled instantly, but he still felt a little unbelievable, so he took the crystal ball over quickly, and after looking at it for a long time, the words still didn't disappear. Believe it all.

His breathing suddenly became more difficult, and he sat on the ground slumped, the crystal ball slipped from his hand and rolled to the side.

"Could it be, is this really destiny?"

"I managed to time travel once. Is it true that I am not destined to be the emperor?"

Qian Long, formerly known as Qin Long, is a three-good youth in the 21st century. The so-called three good means eating well, sleeping well, and playing well. He is obsessed with online novels after work, just like when the Xianxia drama was on the air. , hoping to have an adventure like the plot of the novel.