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"You said you are the last heir of the Su family, so what?" The emperor touched his chin and looked at Su Xuan intently, as if he completely ignored the existence of the prince.

"That means, I am the Su family who has a collection of hundreds of thousands of books, and I know the most taboo knowledge in the world. Obtaining my knowledge is equivalent to obtaining the world." Su Xuan said.

"You are so arrogant! How dare you make a mistake in front of me!!" The emperor suddenly stood up, pulled out the sword on the shelf beside him, and then walked down the steps step by step, pointing the sword at Su Xuan, full of murderous intent .

"Wisdom is more than demons, you can't stay in this world, you will be the biggest disaster for my country!" The emperor pointed his sword at Su Xuan.

"Father!" the prince said, as if he wanted to dissuade the emperor.

But Su Xuan just said lightly: "Killing me means that you also cut off the chance to obtain the most precious wealth in this world, are you willing?"

"You! It's a disaster! If others get you, they will also become my greatest disaster!" The emperor said, but his hand did not stab Su Xuan's throat with the sword.

"Your Majesty the Ninth Five-Year Lord, you are also the one who has gone through countless tests. Do you still have the same confidence in yourself as when you won the hegemony of the world? Has time obliterated your spirit? You, Have you even lost the confidence to control me?" Su Xuan said, "My knowledge is indeed the greatest disaster in the world, but if you are really a wise king who is rare in a hundred years, I will be your eternal good talk. Water can carry a boat , can also overturn the boat, whether I become disaster water or rain, it depends on what your Majesty can do."

"You are very good at talking, but how do I know if you have any real skills? I have seen many speculators with a smooth tongue." The emperor suddenly leaned his sword on the ground, showing his old fatigue.

Su Xuan said: "The so-called wise man is nothing more than helping people fight the fear in their hearts."

"I am the Son of Heaven, I have nothing to fear!" The Son of Heaven turned around silently and walked towards his dragon seat.

"Aging, the ruthlessness of time, the unpredictability of people's hearts, and uncontrollable changes wear down the absoluteness of power." Su Xuan said.

The old emperor's footsteps stopped suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Su Xuan with flickering eyes.

"If you are truly a wise man unrivaled in the world, how do you fight these fears?" asked the old emperor.

"So, am I right? Your Majesty, would you like to talk to me in detail?" Su Xuan asked.

"Hahahaha... It's just a few simple words of nonsense, everyone will say, then, if you can restore my youth, I will worship you as my prime minister, if you can't do it, go to death." The old emperor walked towards his dragon seat again. , and then sat firmly on it and said.

"I'm just a handicapped person who can't walk on both feet. Naturally, I can't help His Majesty regain his youth, but I know that there is something that can make Your Majesty rebel against the law of time. This kind of thing is also a gift from me to Your Majesty." Su Xuan from Slowly took out a long wooden box from the sleeve and opened it, only to see a crystal flower in the box, the "crystal" turned out to be petals that grew naturally, and this strange flower was the legendary one hundred years old. , and even the once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts treasure!Xinlan!

"Xinlan is the most precious treasure in the world, but if you simply eat it, you can only increase your cultivation. Lan's effectiveness combined with this set of mental methods can not only increase the number of Jiazi's cultivation base, but can even rejuvenate the old man and bring the dead back to life." Su Xuan said, "And the knowledge I recorded in my mind also includes this set of exercises that have long since disappeared from the world."

"Well, choosing the day is worse than hitting the sun, so let me see the magic of Xinlan with my own eyes tonight. Emperor, you can step back." The old emperor said to the prince.

The prince looked at Su Xuan, then bowed and left.

After the crown prince left, the old emperor raised his head and said: "Su Xuan, there is something in your words. Do you think I am old and foolish? Rejuvenation is really as simple as you said. I have already been immortal for a thousand years."

"Your Majesty has a lot of rare treasures, but I'm afraid none of them have the same effect as Xinlan's characteristics in one aspect—the method I mentioned requires a dangerous technique to help Your Majesty has completely regained his youth. Your Majesty, I just ask, do you have the guts to do it?" Su Xuan said.

"If I had no courage, then I would have died 40 years ago!" The emperor narrowed his eyes, his throne came from a bloody usurpation.

"Then please listen to your Majesty in detail. I will say what I said first. If you believe in Su Xuan, the country will last forever. If you don't believe in Su Xuan, please feel free." Su Xuan evoked a slight smile.

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The moon reflects the lotus lake, and the breeze comes slowly, bringing the fragrance of lotus flowers.

Yin Zheng's narration is finally over.

After the high priest listened to it, he was silent for a long time, as if he was pondering, and seemed to be recalling what Yin Zheng said.

In the long story of Yin Zheng, Su Xuan is a wise man full of mysteries. He planned the killing of thousands of people. He was able to interpret the secrets of the underground palace and help Yin Zheng escape from the sinking prison where there was no possibility of escape. He even knew about the Su family. The content of all the books is a genius who can see ten lines at a glance and never forget.

But everything is just Yin Zheng's narration. If there is no embroidered shoe, the high priest will regard Yin Zheng's words as a wonderful story, but these things are absolutely impossible to happen in reality.

"So, are you going to save Su Xuan?" Yin Zheng asked him.

"Whether to save him or not, I have my own decision." The high priest said deeply, "You are my slave now, so if you beg me, you must do one thing for me."

"What's the matter?" Yin Zheng asked.

"I tried your martial arts. Although your moves are crude, your internal strength is amazing. Therefore, I want you to learn the moves in this sword manual within three days." The high priest picked up a book on the desk and threw it to Yin Zheng.

'but!Su Xuan may not survive three days alone in the deep palace!His body is very weak! " Yin Zheng said.

"You miss him, but unfortunately, if you don't meet my request, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

"Then I'd rather die than practice!" Yin Zheng threw the book on the ground.

The high priest frowned and said: "The scene where Su Xuan left showed no signs of struggling or fighting. Su Xuan must have been taken away by someone in a safe way. You must know that he can't walk. If he was dragged away by force, there should be someone on the ground. There are no traces of dragging. But no, when you entered the house, I observed the dust on the ground, and there were no deep footprints. This shows that the deal must be careful to take him away.

Moreover, they also knew Su Xuan's physical condition, so they didn't use force.These people should know Su Xuan's identity in advance and treat each other with courtesy, so you don't have to worry about him.

On the contrary, it's you yourself, if you don't fulfill my request, you will be punished ten times when poisoned! "

Yin Zheng thought for a while, and finally picked up the book, and saw the words "Bi Luo Sword Art" written on the cover, and he couldn't help being surprised.

"Biluo swordsmanship?! This is the swordsmanship of the Nine Heavens School! Isn't this sword technique never passed on to outsiders? Are you from the Nine Heavens School?"

The high priest said angrily: "As a slave, you ask too many questions, I can't help but cut off your tongue!"

"Okay, okay, I won't ask, and I will say one more thing at the end—" Yin Zheng still couldn't help but say a few words, "I just heard your piano sound, it seems that there is some kind of yearning, like a homesick People, you are so young and talented, why do you have to be a big stick and deceive the world, why not do what you want to do most, reunite with your family, and save yourself from being swallowed up by the bloody storm!"

"Snapped"

A heavy slap hit Yin Zheng's face again.

The high priest watched Yin Zheng leave the lotus pond from the railing upstairs. Over the years, Yin Zheng was the first person who dared to speak to him like that. Talk to yourself like this!

The high priest couldn't help holding on to the railing tightly, leaving deep finger marks on the railing.

How could he be distracted by a rude man's words?The high priest finally took a deep breath, and said, "Zhu Xuan."

He seemed to be speaking into the air, but after he finished speaking, a figure like a ghost quietly knelt behind him.

This man named Zhu Xuan, with a handsome face, a black outfit, and a vicious aura, was obviously a shadow guard raised by a high priest.

"High Priest, Zhu Xuan is here." The man responded.

"You are the most skilled shadow guard in the holy temple. I want you to find that person named Su Xuan and protect him secretly. Don't let others touch his finger. This person is very important to me." The high priest said.

"Yes." Zhu Xuan's figure quickly disappeared into the night.

The high priest finally walked back to his bedroom. The water for his bath had already been boiled, and the servant poured it into his tub. He walked slowly behind the screen and took off his robe. Although it was cold in spring, he But he was dressed thinly, because this kind of cold was nothing in his hometown.

The faded robe slipped to his feet, and on his thin back, as the robe fell off, a gorgeous lotus flower tattoo was revealed, but the delicate strokes were torn apart by a ferocious scar, From the right shoulder to the lower back, the scar alone reminds people of the pain and danger of the knife cut, which is shocking.

Pressing his shoulder, the high priest lowered his head and murmured:

"Family...do I still have a family...I only have hatred...only hatred!"

"But you, and me." A man behind the screen smiled and said, "Konglian, do you miss me?"

"When will I allow you to come to my room at will!" The high priest turned around and raised his hand, but when he was about to slap someone, the man with a weak smile grabbed his wrist.

That man has bright eyes and white teeth, handsome and unrestrained, he is born to be good-looking, and in his actions, there is also an aura that ordinary people can't match.His gorgeous clothes embroidered with royal patterns also showed his extraordinary status.

"Can't I come? Kong Lian, are you still afraid of me watching? We've already..." The noble young man put his arms around his waist and raised his arms wantonly.

"Stop talking! The sixth prince... I..." The high priest's cheeks flushed.

"Didn't I say that? Don't call me the Sixth Prince, call me Brother Yuanhong." The man suddenly embraced him and jumped into the wooden basin, and then used superb techniques to tease the high priest gasping for breath.

"Yuan...hong...I'm tired today...don't..."

"Well~ what should I do~ this is the best way to relieve fatigue~~ you are so beautiful, I can't stand it!"

"You said that one day you won't be a prince, take me away, go to a place that no one knows, we will be together...every day...huh...huh...ha..."

"Yes! As long as those who want to kill us are dealt with, I will definitely fulfill our agreement, and we will fly away! We will be the couple of gods and immortals." The sixth prince said, licking his earlobe.

Perhaps, a moment in the spring night is really worth a thousand gold.

However, looking at the high priest sleeping soundly on the bed, the sixth prince was still not satisfied.

There are too many beauties in the world, and there are too many varieties. How can you only be greedy for one flower? It is too boring.

So he left the precious jade pendant for the high priest, put it under his pillow, and left with a smile.

The high priest silently opened his eyes and watched him leave.

He has always been like this in his life, watching others leave, but no one will stop for him.

A line of tears fell silently on the pillow.

He knows that the so-called agreement is just an illusion of self-comfort. That person will not give up power and position for himself, and give up his so-called "fraternity". It fell into the deep.

This is too ridiculous, isn't it?

I, the so-called high priest, great celestial master, the reincarnation of the true god in the eyes of the world, the national teacher relied on by the emperor, and the person who can control the world, actually for such a ridiculous reason, willing to be under another man.

Perhaps, after having everything, sincerity is the most unreachable, most burning and sinking thing.

Even if it's true

fake.

But the man he gave his whole heart to, a romantic gentleman from the royal family, fell into a gentle country, a long night, feasting and feasting, and accompanied by countless beauties.Otherwise, where did he get such brilliant flirting skills?How to let yourself fall?

The high priest grasped the jade pendant, his mind wandering, and he crushed it to pieces.

"I'm already damned...I don't deserve happiness...so...I...can't love...anyone..."

He let go of his hand, allowing the pieces of the jade pendant to bleed from the palm of his hand.