Peach

The Yunzhou Palace was built during the reign of Emperor Wu. Danque had only seen the surface of the palace, and did not know that there was an underground palace underground.The long corridor was built by chiseling the mountain without any joints. On the stone wall, there is a candlestick every five steps, burning red candles as thick as arms, which looks quite festive.

The red candle is fragrant and the tent is in the tent, a handsome young man.Everything in front of me seems to be back to my childhood, when I worshiped the sky on Midsummer Night, the young Emperor Wu played with him in the dark Zhanghua Palace.

"Catch me and I'll eat cherries for you." The majestic emperor on weekdays will only show his playful side in front of the gods he trusts.

The young Dan Que flicked his fingers and lit twelve peacock candlesticks. The warm candlelight reflected the hall like daylight, leaving nowhere for the emperor who was running barefoot with a bowl of cherries to hide.

"Wait, I'll catch you right now!"

The hearty laughter of the young man was still in his ears, and a hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and he finally failed to hold the emperor's hand to spend the lonely time year after year.

now……

Dan Que took hold of that slender and powerful hand, grasping it tighter and tighter, "Shaoyan..."

"Huh?" The road had come to an end, Emperor Wu was about to open the gate of the underground palace, when he heard Dan Que calling him, he paused, and turned to look at him.

"It's okay, I'm calling you." Dan Que grinned.

Chen Shaoyan narrowed his eyes and punched him.

"Hmm..." Grandpa Dan was beaten so hard that he groaned, bent over for a while and didn't get up, and was dragged into the underground palace by Emperor Wu.

Inside the stone gate that opened suddenly was an extremely luxurious and spacious palace room.The floor is covered with a three-finger-thick golden carpet of peonies blooming everywhere, and 36 South China Sea night pearls are inlaid on the wall. There are tea tables, low tables, bookshelves, and treasures.

In the center is a large bed of rosewood, with a green tent with pearls and four corners hanging on it; on a low table made of pear blossom wood, there is a gilt-carved dragon Xuanyuan bow.From the exquisite octagonal censer, the light and pleasant sycamore fragrance curls out; from the flawless white jade cup, the blue-yellow Mingqian Longjing is still warm.

The windows are bright and clean, spotless.It can be seen that Emperor Wu lived a very good life here and was always served by someone.

Dan Que walked to the tea table, held up the cup of tea and shook it, "Is there anyone else here?"

"Well, the people in the palace." Emperor Wu threw the people aside, sat on the side alone, and began to read the "Xiao Shao Jiucheng".

Back then when he had practiced Longyin Shenlong to the ninth level, he had a faint feeling that this skill should be more than this.So he retired from the throne and retreated in the mountains to seek a higher realm.However, for so many years, except for the improvement of internal strength and pure skills, there has been no more progress. In recent years, even the internal strength has been raised to the limit, and it is difficult to make an inch of progress.

His martial arts attainments have reached the pinnacle, and he can see through all the secret books of exercises at a glance.When he saw the book Dan Que handed over, a few sentences made him understand that this was the answer he had been looking for.

Hearing that it was a servant of the Xinggong, Dan Que was in a good mood, raised his head and drank the remaining half cup of tea. He was so thirsty after flying all the way earlier.

"Hey, that's..." Emperor Wu saw his movement and wanted to stop him, but he didn't have time, so he simply shut up and continued reading.

Dan Que took a peek at him and saw that he was concentrating on reading, so he walked around the underground palace with his hands behind his back, and finally returned to Emperor Wu, and squeezed with him on a soft couch.

"What's the meaning of the dragon's true energy being collected in the Lingtai?" Chen Shaoyan saw that one of the sentences didn't quite understand, so he raised his head and asked him.

"It means that those who practice the dragon chant magic skill need to store their true energy in the spiritual platform." Dan Que explained in a warm voice.

"The altar has bones, so how can you store your energy? That's wrong," Emperor Wu frowned, and found out the problem with this exercise. "If there is no problem with this exercise, then the method of cultivation must be different from the normal."

As expected of a genius Emperor Wu, Grandpa Dan's eyes were full of admiration, "That's right, this skill requires two people to work together."

Chen Shaoyan nodded, he also saw this, but he still didn't quite understand what was said about the Lingtai, so he continued to turn back.The whole book doesn't add up to much length, and I read to the end soon.

He is not the kind of brat like Chen Ziqi, who started to practice blindly after reading a chapter. His nearly 200 years of skill is enough to support him to understand any martial arts cheats without any hindrance, and he is not worried about becoming obsessed.

[The coolness of harvesting dragon essence is exchanged for the scorching heat of phoenix blood, the heaven and the earth reconcile, and the cycle goes on and on. 】The more you look at it, the more wrong it becomes, Emperor Wu gradually frowned, "How do we cooperate with this?"

Dan Que didn't answer, but asked something else, "Why did you run away without saying a word?" Without discussing with him, he suddenly abdicated and left without hearing from him for so many years.

Chen Shaoyan paused his hand flipping the book, raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a sneer, "If I want to abdicate, I will do so. Why should I discuss it with you?" The slightly raised chin, the indifferent and arrogant expression, set off the long The white hair that fell to the ground, like a god in the nine heavens, made people dare not look directly at it.

"After that, why did you stop the news?" Dan Que smacked his lips. After so many years, he still couldn't speak against him.

"Heh," Emperor Wu sneered ambiguously, and closed the book with a click, "Your son has been born, and the new emperor has ascended the throne, why do I still need to message you?"

This is said very heartlessly, as if the relationship between them is only the relationship between the gods and the emperor, and the friendship between them will end when the emperor abdicates.But as an old phoenix, 190-year-old bamboo rice is not free, Dan Que heard the point of the words in an instant, "Why are you angry at the birth of my son, you yourself are not a group of children from the Sangong and Sixth Court? "

"You have the face to accuse me? It's clear that you took in seven girls from the Qing clan first!" Chen Shaoyan stared at a pair of cold star eyes.

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.They stared at each other quietly for a moment, then Qiqi suddenly looked away.

Grandpa Dan's heart was pounding, and he was so nervous that the tip of his beard curled up.How could he fail to understand the meaning of those words just now? Shaoyan blamed him for taking in women from the Qing clan, so he expanded the harem and filled the Sangong and Sixth Court... What did he miss...

Emperor Wu was very annoyed, just now he was in a hurry, what did he say!This broken bird can always easily tease him into a rage every time.

"Shaoyan, I..." Dan Que took a deep breath, turned his head and wanted to say something, but found that the person had already left, moved to the bedside to read a book, immediately followed him, and cheekily rubbed against Emperor Wu , "What you just said..."

"Practice!" Chen Shaoyan called "Xiao Shao" to Dan Que's face expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay." Dan Que took down the book, looked at the serious Emperor Wu, and couldn't help showing a slightly wretched smile. Fortunately, he had a long beard blocking it... Wait, beard?

Remembering that he still had an old man's beard, and looking at the faintly disgusted eyes of Han Xing, Grandpa Dan covered his face silently, "Wait for me." He quickly ran to the bathroom behind the screen, brushed and shaved He mustache, washed his face, combed his hair well, adjusted his clothes, and then came out again.

Chen Shaoyan's eyes flickered when he saw the shaved old Phoenix.

Smiling, Dan Que sat down beside the bed, huddling with Emperor Wu, "For this exercise, one must practice Danyang Divine Art and one person who practices Dragon Chanting Divine Art at the same time. The method has been practiced to the peak, and I am the only one in the world who can practice with you."

"I know that." Chen Shaoyan nodded slightly.

"Are you really, willing to practice with me?" Dan Que moved closer and looked at him seriously.

Emperor Wu slightly raised his eyebrows, "You and I have practiced together for dozens of years, how come you are like a mother-in-law when you are old?"

Dan Que pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Well, let's start." Then, he slowly leaned over and kissed the lips that were often recalled in dreams, passing through the slight resistance caused by the strong internal force, the two lips Touching each other, the cool and soft touch makes people want to cry.

"Boom!" A solid punch hit Grandpa Dan's chest again.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Dan Que choked and coughed while covering his chest. In order to prevent further beatings, he quickly explained in a hoarse voice, "exchange energy."

Chen Shaoyan withdrew his fist and nodded half-believingly. It wasn't that he wanted to be crooked, it was just that the expression of this broken bird was too affectionate, which made him have some kind of illusion.

"Well, then, the two of us have to take off our outer shirts and go to bed." Dan Que picked up the "Xiao Shao" and explained with a serious face.

Out of extreme curiosity about the exercises, Chen Shaoyan cooperated with them. The two of them pressed their hands against each other and exchanged internal strength according to the instructions in the exercises, but they felt a faint pain in the veins, "Well, pain……"

This muffled snort almost made Dan Yang's true energy stutter, Dan Que swallowed his saliva, hugged Emperor Wu's waist and put him on the bed, pressed him lightly, panting and said: "The last step is also the most critical step. Yes, practice according to the posture in the picture."

As he said that, he turned over the back of "Xiao Shao", a picture of a faceless villain drawn by his grandson.

"This..." Emperor Wu couldn't help but blushed, "Okay."

So, the two of them performed the actions in the picture, and Dan Que took out the ointment that he had just brought on Duobaoge.

……

"Well, why does this exercise look so evil?"

"Immortality, changing one's life against the sky, is inherently evil."

"Dan Que... um..."

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The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Grandpa Bird: Why do you keep beating me?

Emperor Wu: This is a popular way of flirting now

Grandpa Bird: What?

Emperor Wu: They beat your chest with small fists

Grandpa Bird: If you punch me, I might die

Emperor Wu: Hehehe, big bad bird, I'll kill you!

Grandpa Bird: (vomits blood)