To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

The eighth day the auction ends.

evening.

The Prince's Mansion was brightly lit with lanterns and festoons.

There was singing and dancing in the palace. The prince, who was dressed in a yellow and white cloak and showed his grace and splendor, was on the throne. He held up the golden bottle in his hand and raised his glass to the three men and two women on the left and right below with a smile.

"Please have a drink, everyone!"

Kong Jiao is sitting in the second seat to the left of the prince, and to his right is Huangfu Wuqin.

Seeing the prince raising a glass, he also smiled and picked up the wine glass in front of him, and raised it to the prince from a distance.

Then he took a sip of the sweet and fragrant wine into his mouth, and the strong aroma still spread in his mouth.

Kong Jiao's every move was calm and leisurely, and his handsome posture made the dancers in the hall look at him with ripples.

Huangfu Wuqin didn't drink. On such occasions, she pretended to take a sip from her wine glass, and then fixed her bored eyes on the fruit bowl in front of her.

From time to time, he stretched out his white fingers to pick off a spiritual fruit and put it into his mouth, turning a blind eye to the dancing girl dancing gracefully in the hall.

She looked extremely perfunctory.

"Oh, no wonder Junior Sister Huangfu has been clamoring to go back to Wudong all day long. She really doesn't like this occasion." Kong Jiao sighed secretly after seeing this scene in his eyes.

Then his eyes passed over the graceful dancer in front of him and looked at the two monks sitting on the right side of the prince opposite.

Two monks, Bu Chi and Bu Ang, also came.

After taking their seats, the two monks glanced at themselves with vague eyes, and did not move the meat placed on the table in front of them.

The two monks have also heard a lot of rumors in the imperial city recently.

Everyone was comparing the two of them with Kong Jiao.

After hearing more, the two monks secretly wanted to compete with Kong Jiao.

It was obvious that the prince's warning to the two of them that day had been forgotten by them.

Regardless of whether they were born in Buddhist Gate, after all, they are still young and are in their prime.

The emotions in the eyes of the two people could not escape Kong Jiao's eyes, and he secretly sneered: "It seems that this Shangzong Temple is not a pure place!"

Whether it was his previous behavior in Xunyu Pavilion or today's contact, Kong Jiao's sense of Qi Shang Zong Temple plummeted that day.

On the contrary, he thought that compared with the two monks, neither crazy nor angry,

The fair-weather monk from Congyun is more like an eminent monk, able to deal with any situation calmly, without showing emotion or anger.

The premise is that Congyun Neng strictly disciplines himself and follows the five precepts of Buddhist Gate.

Thinking of this, Kong Jiao looked away from the two monks casually, as if he didn't see the vague sharpness in their eyes.

Today he came as invited to attend the prince's banquet.

I just went through the motions and went back. I didn't want to cause trouble, let alone get into trouble with these two monks.

This makes people who want to have a chance to touch Kong Jiao feel depressed and helpless, as if they were punched in cotton.

Kong Jiao and Bu Chi Bu Ang looked at each other calmly. They just touched and moved away, which was extremely subtle.

But even such a trivial movement was still caught and caught in the eyes of the prince sitting high in the seat.

His pale golden eyes lingered on Kong Jiao's calm face for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his lips, but he didn't know what his emotion was.

The prince's inadvertent glance was seen by Huangfu Wuqin, who was sitting beside Kong Jiao.

The girl's pale gold eyes, which symbolized the royal bloodline, looked directly at the prince.

One is the Crown Prince of Tianqi, who has immense power, almost demonic talent, and has the power to dominate this life.

One is a well-known princess in Wudong, ranked first in Qianlong, and the proud daughter of heaven.

The daughter of the leader of the largest sect in Wudong, with the dual status of royal family and princess, is equally precious.

The Human Sovereign blood in the body is equally rich.

The two looked at each other in the air, and the Human Sovereign blood in their bodies was activated at the same time.

A faint golden splendor overflowed uncontrollably from the bodies of the two of them, rendering the space where the two stood in golden color.

The prince's glance made many people in Tianqi frightened.

However, Huangfu Wuqin had no fear and faced the prince's gaze directly, with the eagerness to fight in his eyes.

Human Sovereign is so domineering that it is difficult for two true dragons to coexist in the same temple.

This is one of the reasons why the internal disputes within the Tianqi royal family are so fierce.

"Sister Huangfu is indeed much better than my second brother." With just this glance, Huangfu Wuqin's status in the prince's heart surpassed that of the second prince.

The prince sighed secretly, raised his glass, smiled, and took the initiative to look away.

Huangfu Wuqin showed a lack of interest.

The two people looked at each other, causing such a big commotion.

How could Kong Jiao not notice it? Seeing the Imperial Dragon Qi slowly shrinking on their bodies, he sighed for the unknown number of times: "The Human Sovereign blood is really overbearing."

Neither crazy nor angry, the two monks couldn't help but look at Huangfu Wuqin a few more times.

She was amazed at how she could face the prince's majesty.

"This girl is worthy of being the head of Wudong Dragon. She has the blood of both the royal family and the head of Huangfu. Fortunately, she is born as a girl. If she were a prince, the imperial city would be turned upside down."

On the surface, the banquet was peaceful with singing and dancing, but there were unknown undercurrents surging behind the scenes.

Kong Jiao kept the smile on his face, but he was already exhausted in his heart and just wanted to end the banquet as soon as possible.

Apparently his idea was going to come to nothing.

The prince specially invited him and Huangfu Wuqin to come over. It was not as simple as simply inviting them to visit the garden.

Halfway through the song and dance.

The prince stood up suddenly and invited Kong Jiao with a calm voice: "I heard that Wudong is an outstanding place with outstanding people. I also read some travel notes about Wudong, and I am fascinated by it. I didn't know that Mr. Kong would be honored to travel with me and say something. I have seen and heard about Wudong so that I can experience some of Wudong’s customs.”

"Here it comes!" Kong Jiao's heart skipped a beat. The part he hated most was finally here.

However, the prince invited him in public, and today he came in the name of visiting the garden, so he couldn't shirk it.

Kong Jiao had to maintain a hearty smile on his face and responded happily: "That's natural. It's just that the prince is knowledgeable and talented. This little ink I have cannot withstand the prince's scrutiny."

"Young Master Bingpo is humbled. I heard that the young master spent several years in the Ashen Parasol Sect Miscellaneous Library before he rose to prominence."

While the prince was speaking, he got up from the table and walked towards the palace door. He paused when he was near the door.

Kong Jiao had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him.

Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of Huangfu Wuqin's unexplained gaze.

Her clear voice sounded in my mind: "Do you want Senior Sister to accompany you?"

She looked like she was ready to get up.

Kong Jiao subconsciously pressed his palms on Huangfu Wuqin's soft shoulders. Feeling the soft jade-like touch on his palms, he smiled and responded: "It's okay, he won't do anything to me. Senior Sister Huangfu just stay alone." .”

Kong Jiao's voice is gentle, but it has an unmistakable flavor.

Huangfu Wuqin was stunned for a moment. Kong Jiao had never spoken to her in this tone.

By the time she reacted, Kong Jiao had already walked to the prince.

One of them has a noble and graceful temperament, while the other has a cold and pure temperament. Standing together, the sun and moon shine together, and they complement each other visually.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and walked out of the hall calmly.

After the monk, who was neither crazy nor angry, watched the two people leave, he could only subconsciously look at the only person sitting in the hall, Huangfu Wuqin.

The two monks were greatly shocked by the scene where Huangfu Wuqin secretly competed with the prince.

Naturally, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times, his eyes full of scrutiny.

When the ancient city of Emperor Chao opens, it will be a battle between the two powers. The girl in front of them is very likely to become their strong opponent.

But Huangfu Wuqin was not Kong Jiao. Facing the secret prying eyes of the two monks, she didn't give a good look. She picked up a grape from the fruit plate and put it into her mouth.

The pale golden eyes shot out with a powerful light, dimming the brilliance of the main hall.

The sudden change shocked all the dancing girls in the palace to turn pale.

Immediately, Huangfu Wuqin's emotionless but creepy voice sounded in the hall: "You two bald men, what are you looking at?" (End of Chapter)