Zongwu, I just want to tell a story quietly

"National teacher, didn't you say that this powerful King Wu is a member of the royal family, and the power of the royal family should not be underestimated."

"I don't know if the royal families of other dynasties have strong Martial Kings?"

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Everyone was discussing, and someone quickly guessed Yuan Tiangang's identity from Shangguan Wanwan's identity.

If it was before, everyone would be in awe of the legendary King Wu and would not even dare to discuss it.

But after Ye Yu stared at a mysterious Wu King to death last night, everyone didn't hold back so much about Wu King.

What about the legendary King Wu?

In Mr. Ye's eyes, he was just like an ant who was stared to death with just one glance.

What about the King of Martial Arts?

The King of Martial Arts will also die!

"Meet Mr. Ye!"

Yuan Tiangang stood at the guardrail and slapped Ye Yu on the high platform with a Taoist extortion from afar.

Even though Yuan Tiangang was a strong Martial King, he respectfully called Ye Yu "Mr. Ye".

Others didn't know, thinking that Ye Yu only killed one King Wu last night, but Yuan Tiangang knew that Ye Yu killed two King Wu last night.

Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he thought of the fact that Ye Yu killed the two Martial Kings at will last night with my consent.

Since when did the king of martial arts become an ant in the eyes of others.

Seeing this, Ye Yu nodded slightly in response.

In his eyes, Wu Wang Yuan Tiangang is no different from others, they are all his "fans", and he will not treat them differently.

"Wan'er, let me take you down."

Yuan Tiangang turned his head to look at Shangguan Wan'er beside him, and said softly.

"it is good!"

Shangguan Wan'er nodded slightly, maybe God was fair and gave Shangguan Wan'er unparalleled wisdom and appearance.

But she was not given martial arts aptitude, she didn't even have an innate realm, and she couldn't jump from the fifth floor at all.

Yuan Tiangang grabbed Shangguan Wan'er's shoulder and jumped directly from the fifth floor, like a feather, landed firmly in front of the prize box.

Although Ye Yu's "Rewarding Fans Lucky Draw" this time does not allow the prize to be the "Emperor Pill" that makes his heart flutter, but if he can get a "Three-pattern Green Spirit Pill", at least he can cultivate a great master.

Besides, the "Longevity Pill" that can ignore the rules of life, old age, sickness and death is equally precious.

"Uncle Yuan, you come first!"

Shangguan Wan'er looked at Yuan Tiangang who let go of her, and smiled lightly.

Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly, and reached into the prize box.

"Sure enough, you can't cheat!"

He secretly released the power of the primordial spirit, and found that the entire prize box was wrapped in a layer of mysterious power, unable to perceive the situation inside, his eyes were fixed.

He had already guessed that the mysterious power that wrapped the prize box was handwritten by Ye Yu.

After finding out that he couldn't cheat, Yuan Tiangang didn't continue to try, and then directly grabbed a free ball.

"Ok?"

Seeing the font on the prize ball, Yuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows.

[Fifth Prize. 】

Yuan Tiangang did not expect that he would be so lucky to win the fifth prize.

"Uncle Yuan, congratulations on winning the prize."

Seeing this, Shangguan Wan'er beside her smiled and expressed her congratulations.

Yuan Tiangang looked calm, if it was the "Huangji Pill", he could make him happy, so he stepped aside calmly.

When everyone saw Yuan Tiangang winning the lottery, although they were envious, they couldn't bear to snatch it.

Snatching things from the hands of the strong King Wu, this is simply "lighting the lamp in the toilet - looking for shit (death)!"

The other Martial Kings are disdainful on the one hand; the other is that they don't want to offend a Martial King for no reason.

"call!"

Shangguan Wan'er took a deep breath, and reached out to touch the free ball with anticipation.

【Thank you for participation. 】

Seeing that she didn't win the lottery, Shangguan Wan'er's pretty face flashed a trace of disappointment.

"Mr. Yuan, do you need to help you promote it?"

Ye Yu on the high platform asked with a smile.

Yuan Tiangang shook his head slightly when he heard the words.

He is more than 100 years old, and he has long been indifferent to the word "fame and fortune".

Seeing that Yuan Tiangang didn't want to be famous, Ye Yu didn't force it.

"Then invite the friends in Room 02 on the fifth floor to come down and draw a lottery."

Ye Yu looked up at Room 02 on the fifth floor, and said loudly.

As soon as the words were finished, a group of eight Taoists walked out of the room.

The old man in the lead was wearing a gray Taoist robe, his beard and hair were all white, his face was calm, and his body exuded a quiet and inaction temperament.

"It's the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, could it be that the old man is Senior Wang Chongyang?!

A person from the Song Jianghu shouted loudly.

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Obviously he knew the identities of the seven Taoists behind the old man.

As soon as the man's words fell, all the high-ranking people from the Song Dynasty exclaimed in surprise.

Although few people had seen Wang Chongyang, Wang Chongyang's name was heard like thunder in the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty, and everyone had heard of it.

"I didn't expect that even real people from Chongyang would be attracted by Mr. Ye's fan reward event."

"Chongyang Daoist is born, the reputation of Quanzhen School will definitely increase greatly, I must go to Quanzhen Sect to learn as a teacher, maybe I have the opportunity to worship Chongyang Daoist as a teacher, and learn the legendary fairy art."

"Chongyang Daoist has an immortal demeanor, his temperament is ethereal like a fairy, not like a mortal person, as Mr. Ye said, he is practicing the legendary fairy art."

"So what about cultivating the legendary immortal method? It's not about abandoning the ultimate love. If it were me, this ruthless and desireless 'immortal', it wouldn't matter."

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Hearing everyone's discussion, Wang Chongyang's Taoist robe was indifferent, unmoved.

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Room 02 on the ninth floor.

"Brother Wang has come out of the mountain too!"

Seeing Wang Chongyang, Hong Qigong's eyes lit up, he took a sip of wine from the gourd on his waist, and whispered softly: "I don't know if there is a chance to come to Huashan Lunjian again!"

He and Wang Chongyang are both rivals, but also have some sympathy for each other.

When he first heard of Wang Chongyang's death, he also went to express his condolences in person, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

"This old bastard!"

In Room 48 on the fourth floor, Ouyang Feng looked at Wang Chongyang at the guardrail on the fifth floor with a gloomy expression.

Thinking back to when Wang Chongyang faked his death to lure him to snatch the "Nine Yin Manual", and severely injured him with one move, he had hatred in his heart, but even more fear.

Ouyang Feng had to admit that if Wang Chongyang wanted to kill him back then, he would never have escaped from Zhongnan Mountain.

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Chapter 119

That's right!

It was fear, Ouyang Feng was fear of Wang Chongyang's strength.

To be eligible to enter the listening book on the fifth floor, at least one of Wang Chongyang and his party is a strong King Wu.

Ouyang Feng naturally knew what the Quanzhen Seven Sons were, and that Wu Wang was already obvious, it was undoubtedly Wang Chongyang.

Thinking of Wang Chongyang's old bastard who cheated him to steal scriptures back then, Ouyang Feng felt a little terrified.

His participation in the lottery draw just now must have been seen by Wang Chongyang's old bastard, but I don't know if Wang Chongyang still remembers what happened back then, and will he take revenge on him?

Although he is the peak cultivation level of the great master, but Wang Chongyang's old bastard is the king of Wu.

It seems that there is only one step away between the peak of the great master and the king of martial arts, but that only one step away is like falling from the sky.

He has been stuck at the peak of the great master for several years, but he has not been able to touch the threshold of King Wu for a long time.

The reason why the Quanzhen School stole the "Nine Yin Scriptures" was to use the "Nine Yin Scriptures" to break through to the legendary realm of King Wu.

The purpose of coming to Yu Pavilion now is for the "Emperor Pill" that Ye Yu gave away in vain. Even if he didn't win the lottery, he would still try to snatch it.

But he didn't expect that Ye Yu would no longer give out "Huangji Pill" as a reward in this so-called "Rewarding Fans Sweepstakes".

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Room 01 on the ninth floor.

Lin Chaoying looked at Wang Chongyang at the guardrail on the fifth floor with a calm expression.

Seeing Wang Chongyang again, she felt very calm.

"Sister, if I knew that Mister Ye started the lottery draw from the lobby on the first floor, we should have sat on the fifth floor and listened to the book just now!"

Lianxing looked at her sister Yaoyue beside her, and whispered, "Maybe I can win the lottery again, the 'Sanwen Qingling Pill'."

Although she won two "Huangji Pills" last time, one was confiscated by her sister Yaoyue, but she never took the remaining one and kept it close to her body.

It's not that Lian Xing is reluctant to take it, it's because her current cultivation base is only in the middle stage of a great master, and taking "Huangji Pill" is a bit wasteful, and she is even worried that she can't bear the power of "Huangji Pill".

If she can draw a "Three-pattern Green Spirit Pill", she can take it to break through to the peak of a grand master, and then take the "Huangji Pill" to break through to the realm of Martial King.

Hearing this, Yaoyue gave her younger sister Lianxing a glance. It is already great luck to win a lottery once, and you still want to win a lottery every time!

"Hee hee, Grandmother Patriarch, Long Er is going to draw a lottery."

Xiao Longnv jumped out of Lin Chaoying's arms and ran out of the room with a bang bang.

For the ignorant little dragon girl, it doesn't matter if she wins the lottery or not, she just thinks it's a little fun.

Looking at Xiao Longnu's back, Lin Chaoying shook her head, but didn't stop her, letting her mess around.

In front of the high platform, Wang Chongyang and his party drew prizes one by one, but none of them won the prize.

After all, there are still more than 3000 free balls, and there are only two free free balls left, and the probability of winning is still very low.

In front of the high platform, Wang Chongyang, who didn't win the lottery, had a calm face, and flew up to the fifth floor with a few apprentices, returning to the room he had just settled in.

"Next, please..."

Seeing this, Ye Yu looked up at Room 03 on the fifth floor, and said loudly.

"Brother Ye Yu, can Long Er draw a lottery?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a crisp voice.

Hearing this, Ye Yu looked up, and saw the pink and jade-carved little dragon girl lying on the guardrail on the ninth floor, looking at him expectantly.

"Okay, let's start with Long Er first!"

Ye Yu smiled slightly.

After finishing speaking, he stood up, touched the high platform with his toes, flew to Xiaolongnv's side, hugged her and jumped off the ninth floor, and landed firmly in front of the prize box.

"Long Er, you take out a free ball from inside."

Ye Yu hugged Xiao Longnu horizontally, and motioned her to put her hand into the prize box to draw a prize.

Ye Yu only becomes the little dragon girl purely for fun, and she doesn't believe she will win the lottery.