I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 161 Chapter 164
Eastern Cold Palace.

Some kind of meeting hall, a long wooden table, and a row of neat seats on both sides, each seat represents a master, or a disciple of the Holy Master like Jing Huan, fully seated 22 people, and There are several vacant positions.

There are both men and women, and most of them are female masters.

Above the long table is the tall stone seat, without any delicate patterns, but with ancient qi rhymes, exuding invisible coercion.

Holy Lord Xueheng is sitting on a stone seat.

"The condition put forward by the imperial court is that we must send at least 15 people to the frontier. I wonder if you are willing to take the initiative to participate?"

Jingheng, who is the eldest disciple, asked.

"At least 15 people? That's unreasonable. They are completely bullying others and have no sincerity. Eldest Sister, you can't waste the interests of the sect just because of Third Senior Sister. Huanglong Mountain and many places along the Xihe River require us to guard them."

"I can move."

"I can do it too, but the sect needs people to stay behind. This time, the court is the lion's mouth, and the elder sister can no longer fight for it."

"Yes!"

"Usually, at most ten people are recruited."

One person speaks one word.

Holy Master Xueheng looked at the people who were arguing below, and said.

"Okay, don't mention this, 15 people is too much, the maximum number of grandmasters is 12, the true disciples in the mountain, the inner and outer sects can send more. In addition, Jing Huan, you can go too."

Everyone was surprised.

Jingheng hesitated again and again, but still got up and said.

"Master, is it too dangerous to send Junior Sister Jing Huan over there? Even the Grand Master is in danger of being injured on the battlefield."

Jing Nan also got up and said.

"The elder sister is right. With the talent of the younger junior sister, she will be able to break through to the grand master in a few years. The battlefield is dangerous, and there are often too many unexpected situations."

Holy Master Xueheng raised his hand to stop the others from speaking.

"Jing Huan's talent is very good, but you have been too comfortable on the mountain these years. How have you ever seen that grand master staying on the mountain, and An An Yiyi has cultivated to the master. I have high hopes for her, and the matter has been decided."

She waved.

"There are still seven days until the grand ceremony begins. Go back and prepare. There are many guests for the Grandmaster this time. Don't embarrass the sect. Jing Huan and Jing Heng stay here. Everyone else should leave!"

Everyone took leave, but Jing Nan cupped her hands and left, her slightly lowered eyes were full of resentment.

"Master."

The two do not know why.

The figure of Holy Master Xueheng on the seat dissipated, and in the next second, she appeared beside Jing Huan and Jing Heng, walked past, and was pulled by the air, suddenly the three of them seemed to have the ability to be close to each other.

One step is five or six meters.

"Huan'er, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

Gradually, the group of them came to a mountain stream, where the cold wind was blowing all year round. The chill of this wind was an extremely difficult test even for Grandmaster, and any carelessness would result in injury.

At the mouth of the mountain stream, a figure sat there.

"Fool, have you figured it out yet?"

White railings, snow pavilion.

Li Ye and Huang Shilang sat separately, he picked up the fruit placed on the stone table, peeled off the outer skin, revealing the white and tender flesh, and bit off with one bite.

"Your Highness, I wonder if Your Majesty has any other instructions?"

Huang Shilang opened his mouth while peeling the fruit.

Li Ye looked at Huang Shilang.

"There are no instructions. I came here to borrow the cold spring of Xueheng Mountain to cultivate. This is the condition that the monkey ancestor negotiated with the Holy Master. You can negotiate with them as you want."

Huang Shilang put the freshly peeled fruit in front of Li Ye, and said respectfully.

"Then I don't know if His Highness still needs to do something that the lower officials can do?"

Li Ye shook his hand, "No need."

Huang Shilang remembered his observations on Xueheng Mountain since he went up the mountain.

"Your Highness, the popularity of the three saintesses on the mountain is quite good, so some disciples may come to find His Highness's bad luck. Your Highness, please consider the overall situation, no, no."

In his opinion, Li Ye's murderous nature was serious.

Xuehengshan is no different from other forces. Although it is attached to the imperial court, it is also semi-independent and has a lot of autonomy.

"Murder, you treat me as if I'm in a hurry, kill if you have something to do, as long as these people don't want to die, I don't bother to care about it, don't worry!"

Hearing what Li Ye said, Huang Shilang was still a little uneasy.

He didn't stay in the pavilion for long, and he still had a lot of things to discuss with Xueheng Mountain, from the Grandmaster's support to the frontier, to the cooperation between the two sides in various aspects, such as medicinal materials, mineral veins, treasure soldiers... share ratio.

into the night.

An uninvited guest broke into the courtyard, and the whistling wind did not deceive anyone. Li Ye, who was recuperating in the house, opened his eyes and turned his head to look out of the window. Through the open window, the familiar robe came into Li Ye's eyes. inside.

Get up and open the door.

Li Ye said as he walked.

"It turned out to be the Holy Maiden of Jingnan. I don't know what's the matter with you. You want to come to me in the middle of the night?"

During the daytime, he had already met with most of the masters of Xueheng Mountain.

"Your Highness, I want to ask one thing. I don't know how the royal family plans to deal with my silly senior sister?"

Jing Nan turned around and asked bluntly.

Li Ye didn't answer immediately, but looked at Jing Nan.

"I would like to ask more, Holy Maiden Jingnan, what do you think, life or death?"

He didn't answer directly, but asked Jing Nan instead.

Jing Nan hesitated, and did not answer directly, but analyzed.

"My senior sister is paranoid, and I haven't let go of the hatred for many years. She is very popular, and she is in charge of teaching the sect. The whole sect respects her very much.

Everyone on the mountain heard that the royal family wanted to question her, and the mountain was very emotional, and so was I. "

This time, Li Ye could hear something else.

It also means that the hatred cannot be let go, and the popularity is good, implying that the power influences the implication, nothing more than wanting her to die.

Li Ye raised the corner of his mouth, not surprised.

If there is a big Xueheng Mountain, someone will have interests, which is similar to the royal family's struggle for the position, except that Xueheng Mountain is being contested for the position of Xueheng Holy Lord.

Xueheng Mountain has an inheritance method 'Xueheng Shengdian', in which there is an empowerment trick, if the previous Holy Master Xueheng is approaching the end of his life, he can use the 'Sacrifice of Life'.

Because of the same skills, the "Sacrifice of Life" can burn the power of the Holy One, so that the recipient has a great chance to break through the first level of the Holy One.

Of course, this kind of exercise is not without flaws. Once this kind of exercise is used to pass on, the cultivation of the Holy One will stop.

There are so few saints in the world, and with the huge base of martial arts training, this shortcoming is nothing.

"Jingnan saint, don't think I'm stupid, okay?"

Li Ye sneered.

"Speaking so much, aren't you implying me to help you get rid of a potential opponent."

Although the Holy Maiden of Jingnan was kicked out of her mind by Li Ye, she did not panic.

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense, she is my senior sister."

Li Ye said, "Senior Sister? Isn't it because I am a senior sister? As far as I know, Holy Lord Xueheng's time is coming!"

These words were like a bomb exploding in her heart, blowing up Jingmu's mood like a storm, turning the clouds up and down.

"Nonsense, my master."

Jing murmured that she couldn't continue, she thought of the five hundred years of life of the human saint, and her master has been a saint for more than 300 years, plus the time before becoming a saint, it is indeed approaching the end of life.

She swallowed.

People are nervous.

(End of this chapter)