Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 343 Kumozhi?Are you also here to choose a consort?
The next morning.

After Wu Xingyun sent Li Qinglu away, he quickly returned to the ice cellar.

"Afeng, today is the concubine's meeting. At that time, Li Qiushui will also be out of the customs, and personally preside over the meeting. What are your plans?"

Ling Feng smiled faintly: "Since I agreed to Li Qinglu, I will naturally stand up and participate in the consort meeting."

Wu Xingyun said with a smile: "That's fine, let's slap Li Qiushui in the face in public and let her see that her most beloved granddaughter is now my man's woman."

Ling Feng laughed, "Ah Yun, you are really bad."

Wu Xingyun said: "Who told Li Qiu Shui to harm me for so many years? This is the retribution she deserves! As for that little girl Li Qinglu, following you is her blessing, so I can kill two birds with one stone. But …”

Wu Xingyun frowned slightly, "But Afeng, in what capacity do you want to participate in the Prince Consort Conference?"

Ling Feng said: "This, I haven't considered it yet, can I participate in my own capacity?"

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "Your current status is the master of Vulture Palace, and I, Vulture Palace, is Li Qiushui's deadly enemy. I'm afraid Li Qiushui will jump out to deal with you just as soon as you declare yourself as a family."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "Of course the identity of the lord of the Vulture Palace cannot be used, so what about the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "You can't use the identity of the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. It will also arouse Li Qiushui's vigilance, and you will not be allowed to participate in the son-in-law meeting."

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Then I will participate as a commoner."

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "Then you can't even enter the gate of the consort's meeting."

Ling Feng smiled, "That's true...forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, let's talk about it after the consort meeting starts."

Wu Xingyun smiled and said: "Alright, at worst, I will accompany you to turn over the Xixia Palace. With our current strength, join hands, the entire Xixia Palace guards, Yipintang masters, and Li Qiushui are not ours." opponent."

Ling Feng nodded slightly.

This is not Wu Xingyun boasting, it is the truth.

Wu Xingyun's strength has now recovered [-]%. Such strength, not to mention the best in the world, can at least rank in the top ten.

And Ling Feng is even more powerful, especially after comprehending the true six-meridian sword, he can kill enemies with a comprehensive strength below two stars in one move.

but.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Ling Feng will not kill the Xixia Palace.

After all, Li Qinglu is the princess of Xixia, and if she doesn't look at the monk's face, she must look at the Buddha's face. If the Xixia palace is really slaughtered, Li Qinglu's favorability will probably be greatly reduced.

morning.

Teams from all over the country came to ask for marriage, and they arrived outside the door of the son-in-law's mansion one after another.

Prince Consort's Mansion is a luxurious mansion specially built for this Prince Consort Conference, next to Xixia Palace.

Once the consort is selected, he can marry the princess and move in on the same day.

Ling Feng transformed the silkworm clothes into the appearance of ordinary people, and transformed the astrological crown into the appearance of a bamboo hat, and came outside the son-in-law's mansion.

With his handsome appearance and unrestrained temperament, it is hard not to be recognized directly.

If they were reported to Li Qiushui, they would not be able to enter the consort meeting.

If that doesn't work, just pretend to be a waiter delivering food and go in through the side door.

Just as he was about to do this, he suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd.

"Look! That young man is so handsome!"

Some Western Xia women were the first to cheer and jump up.

In front of the son-in-law's mansion, a large number of people gathered to watch the excitement. Everyone wanted to see the heroic appearance of the son-in-law, so it was a check for the princess.

Therefore, when they saw a handsome and handsome man, the reaction of the crowd was naturally great.

Ling Feng suddenly wondered: I have already hidden it so deeply, can I still not hide my handsomeness?
Just when he was about to sigh, he saw Murong Fu waving a feather fan, surrounded by a group of servants, walking towards the consort's mansion complacently.

shit.

Almost died.

Xixia people really have never seen the world, even Murong Fu's appearance, they think it is very handsome.

If you saw this young master's good looks, wouldn't you be crazy?
Ling Feng secretly smiled.

When Murong came back, things started to change again.

It's time to do a good job of calculating the last account.

"Amitabha, is Young Master Murong in front?" A blunt voice came from outside the crowd.

Everyone was stunned.

Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart.

Although the tone of this voice is a bit blunt, it seems that it is not from the Middle Earth, but this voice is extremely pure and full of internal energy!
The voice seemed very close, but it was at least two or three streets away!

To be able to speak in such a light tone, and with such a concentrated voice... This person's skill is definitely not below two stars!

There are still experts here in Xixia!
Ling Feng immediately raised his vigilance.

I saw a big monk wearing a Tantric Lama monk's robe, a dignified Dharma face, and an earlobe like Maitreya Buddha, walking over.

His footsteps are not large, but his walking speed is surprisingly fast.

Someone in the crowd said in astonishment: "Why is he a monk?"

"Can monks also come to attend the consort meeting?"

"Master, go back quickly, color is emptiness, be careful not to get angry with the Buddha!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of jeering from the crowd.

The great monk didn't take it seriously, walked up to Murong Fu like a wave, saluted with one palm, "Young Master Murong, you are being polite, little monk."

Judging by his age, he looks at least four or fifty years old, but he is respectful and polite, and calls himself a monk.

Murong Fu also knew that this man had extraordinary origins and strong strength, so he quickly returned the gift respectfully, "Master, do you recognize me? I don't know, what is the title of Master?"

The great monk smiled faintly, "I don't dare to be a treasurer. I have had a good friendship with your father, Mr. Murong Bo, more than 20 years ago."

Murong Fu was even more surprised, "Who are you, Master?"

The great monk laughed and said, "Young monk is exactly that, Jiumozhi."

Murong Fu immediately took a deep breath, "So it's the Tubo Imperial Teacher! Master Jiumozhi! Disrespect, disrespect!"

Jiumozhi smiled and waved his hands, "I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be. The so-called national teacher is just a false name. The real interest of this little monk is to make friends through martial arts. Your father Murong Bo is a friend that this little monk admires. I don't know you How is father now?"

Murong Fu smiled wryly, "My father... passed away 18 years ago."

"Ah!" Jiumozhi clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, good fortune tricks people, I didn't expect that the farewell on that day will be forever. However, I am relieved to see that young master Murong is a man of talent."

Murong Fu quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, master. Dare I ask, is the master coming this time... to participate in the selection of the son-in-law?"

(End of this chapter)