The thunderstorm, which had never been seen in the history of Bianliang City, arrived silently along with the pouring rain.
This was the power of heaven. No matter how strong one's cultivation was or how high one's status was, one could only hold his breath under the continuous thunder.
It was so quiet on the high platform outside the palace gate.
It was frighteningly quiet.
Surrounded by the most powerful people of the Song Kingdom, the little eunuch found that he was about to suffocate to death. In addition, he had already finished his report. After thinking for a while, he moved his knees and retreated quietly, afraid to disturb these nobles who were silently thinking about the Jianghu affairs of the country.
"Who, who the f * ck, pull me up …"
The injured Brother Ma was hurt all over by the rain and couldn't open his eyes. He knew that there were many people around, so he shouted for help. Unfortunately, after shouting and cursing for a long time, no one reached out to help.
It was not that people didn't want to help him, but everyone looked at the high platform strangely. The bigwigs who ruled the entire Song Kingdom on the high platform were motionless for a long time, as if they were frozen.
Great Master Wu Chen's body shook slightly, and he looked at Brother Ma at the side of the stage. After silently reciting a few scriptures to calm his mind, he rose and swept off the high platform, gently pulling Brother Ma up and sending him to the shade under the high platform. Then, he leapt onto the high platform and swept his gaze over the frozen crowd.
"Amitabha."
The wonderful sound of Zen filled with wisdom broke the ice wall and freed the bigwigs.
But the atmosphere on the high platform suddenly became chaotic.
"Inner, Inner Qi State?"
"The trashiest Kung Fu, Kung Fu, Qi Jing …"
"Isn't Lin Shahu at the fourth level of Inner Qi State?"
"That's impossible!"
…
"Reporting, Milords." The little eunuch was about to step down from the high platform when he saw everyone's exaggerated expressions and refuting the ridiculous things he had reported. He could not help but mumble, "This servant saw it with my own eyes …"
"Get lost!"
All the bigwigs, including Zhao Ye, shouted at the little eunuch angrily!
The little eunuch foamed at the mouth and died of fright.
He didn't die unjustly. The bigwigs were using this method to vent their shock and horror. Just as they were about to vent, his words put everyone on fire again.
Even though people like Xu Ruhai and Yi Qianhua had previously refuted the little eunuch's words, they had already believed him. This was because the little eunuch could even see through Xie Tian's cultivation method. However, this matter was too shocking for them to believe.
After shouting "get lost", everyone let out a long sigh and regained some ability to think.
But with this thought, the big eunuch fell into a deep silence again.
The more one knew about Xie Tian, the quieter they were.
A twelve-year-old young man, without the guidance of a master, cultivated alone for more than two months, and from a mere mortal, he broke through to Inner Qi Realm Level 1. Not only did he defeat Zhou Zhaoyang and Liu Yang, these two can be ignored. However, he nearly crushed the Heart of Martial Arts of the number one prodigy of Song Kingdom, and he even killed Lin Shahu, who was at Inner Qi Realm Level 4 …
Li Jian was only so-so, right?
Half an hour ago, Master Wu Chen had said that Xie Tian was not as good as Xu Zhantang …
They saw Master Wu Chen's expressionless face. They saw Master Wu Chen's evasive gaze. They saw the slight embarrassment on his face because he had misjudged.
This slap in the face came too quickly … Everyone understood and looked away as if nothing had happened. But in the next moment, most of them were more or less embarrassed.
This slap to the face was too quick … Everyone understood tacitly. Afraid that the Grandmaster would be embarrassed, they retracted their gazes as if nothing had happened. But in the next moment, most people's faces showed more or less embarrassment.
The Emperor, Zhao Ye, had just used Xie Tian's lowly background and ordinary talent as an excuse to annul the engagement and kick away the peerless genius who was on par with Li Jian …
The ruler of a country, Zhao Ye, had just used Xie Tian's lowly birth and mediocre talent as an excuse to annul the engagement and kick away the peerless genius who was on par with Li Jian …
Yi Qianhua, the black-clothed elder of Crimson Cloud Peak, had said that Xie Tian was a lowly person like weeds …
Yi Qianhua, the black-clothed elder of Crimson Cloud Peak, had said that Xie Tian was a lowly person like weeds …
The old eunuch remembered how he had mocked him in the arena. The Song Nation did not need a genius like Xie Tian, but a genius like Xu Zhantang …
"Amitabha. I will take my leave."
Master Wu Chen said the name of Buddha and left the high platform. Everyone gathered their emotions and stood up to welcome him. He would come down the mountain to play when he was free …
Now that someone no one dared to mock had left, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They looked at each other before looking at Zhao Ye in unison.
Zhao Ye blushed and felt extremely awkward. He did not know where to put his hands. Seeing this, the old eunuch quickly stepped forward to save him. He said without hesitation, "Everyone, Master Wu Chen took in a peerless genius as soon as he came down the mountain. I think we should go up the mountain to congratulate him in a few days. What do you think?"
Is this congratulation? It's a slap in the face! As expected, the eunuch did not go offline … Everyone looked at each other before replying insincerely and taking their seats. However, before they could sit down, an emotional voice rang in everyone's ears.
"Sigh, the place that Xie Tian wants to go is actually Crimson Cloud Peak …"
Elder Wen Shui sighed regretfully and was about to sit down. Just as he was about to stand up, he realized that he was pulled back by someone. He looked back and saw that it was the black-clothed elder of Crimson Cloud Peak, Yi Qianhua, whose eyes were bulging.
"Uh, Elder Yi, you …"
"Elder Wen Shui, what did you just say?" Yi Qianhua was so excited that his face turned red. He asked anxiously, "Xie Tian wants to come to my Crimson Cloud Peak? You, sigh! Why didn't you say so earlier? "
Wen Shui blinked and said in confusion, "He only wants to. Moreover, he has lost the first place in the Martial Arts Competition twice. He is not qualified to enter Crimson Cloud Peak."
"That's nonsense!"
Yi Qianhua was anxious and angry. The Peak Master of Crimson Cloud Peak had sent him down the mountain to find a peerless genius to join the sect. Since he was a peerless genius, he would definitely win the first place in the national Martial Arts Competition. That was why he had chosen Crimson Cloud Peak, the number one sect in the Kingdom of Song.
However, who would be like Xie Tian in the previous competitions? He clearly had the ability to crush all the other geniuses, but he ended up losing the first place twice by accident?
That was not all. One had to rely on luck. However, this was not luck. Xie Tian, who had not won the first place, had displayed his prowess in other areas. First, he had crushed Xu Zhantang with his monstrous talent. Then, he had become the youngest Inner Energy Realm warrior in history. Finally, he had surpassed three realms and killed a middle-stage Inner Energy Realm expert!
This was the peerless genius that Crimson Cloud Peak desperately needed!
"Elder Yi, please calm down." The old eunuch knew that he had said the wrong thing and was feeling awkward. He quickly said, "Xie Tian has been enlightened by Master Wu Chen and has become a Buddhist disciple. He is fated to join Crimson Cloud Peak …"
"Humph!" Elder Yi rolled his eyes and snorted, "Master Wu Chen's cultivation is indeed unpredictable, but our Crimson Cloud Peak is not weak! Old Chief, you want to talk about Xie Tian killing cultivators, right? Ha, don't worry. Other than the Ascetic Zen Scripture, our Crimson Cloud Peak also has the means to eliminate his murderous nature and help him regenerate his natal Yang! "
Wen Shui thought for a moment and said, "If Crimson Cloud Peak can really do these two things, I think Crimson Cloud Peak is a better place for Xie Tian. After all, the Ascetic Zen Scripture requires at least twenty years of hard work. Xie Tian is only twelve years old now …"
Elder Yi's eyes lit up and he said happily, "That's right. The Chu Nation has suppressed our Song Nation with Li Jian. If Xie Tian joins our Crimson Cloud Peak, I dare say that in two years, Li Jian will be a dead soul under Xie Tian's fist! Everyone, at this moment, we must prioritize the Song Nation's Pugilistic World! "
Zhao Ye coughed to attract everyone's attention. He smiled and said, "We feel that we should let them settle their own children's matters. Friend, help me send a letter. Ask Princess Qingping to come down from the mountain."
Indeed, the Emperor could be so shameless. Everyone resisted the urge to vomit and showed approval on their faces. They all praised the Emperor for being wise and wise.
Wen Shui smiled and said, "No matter what, it still depends on Xie Tian. It's a pity that Xie Tian is not here now …"
"I'll go look for him!" Zhou Boran, whose heart had been ravaged by Xie Tian, shouted and jumped into the storm. He left behind all the important people who were fantasizing about how wonderful their lives would be once they subdued Xie Tian.
Facing the storm, Xie Tian and Boss Jia chatted and laughed as they walked toward the palace.
"Sigh, it looks like I, Boss Jia, am not that famous." Boss Jia wiped the rain off his face and muttered, "It's just two sets of clothes. I, Boss Jia, have tens of thousands of taels of gold. Why would I lie to him? Seriously … "
"The rain is so heavy. There is no need to change." Xie Tian smiled.
"Cough, cough. It doesn't matter if I change or not." Boss Jia sniffled and realized that there was no smell of urine. He was overjoyed. "However, you insist on changing. You are my waiter. How can I mistreat you?"
"I want to wear clothes made of silk. I have never worn one in my life," Xie Tian said as he looked at the rainwater below his feet. "Buy!
Buy! Buy! "
"Boss Jia, after you pick up Brother Xiao Ma, you can leave this place."
"Ah? Why? I still want to show off my skills in Bianliang! "
"Black Tiger Gang …"
"Oh, right, right! Humph! If this place does not want me, there will be a place for me. I will be a boss in the Chu Nation! "
Xie Tian lowered his head and smiled at Boss Jia. "You have to be a big boss."
"Haha, of course … I say, Xie Tian, you are also a man on the inside. I have never seen you smile before. Why are you smiling so much today? You even smile at that killing tiger?"
"Is it bad to smile?"
"Haha, I know. Are you thinking of becoming the Emperor's son-in-law …"
"The emperor just broke the engagement."
"Uh … humph, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Just wait! Grandpa Jia, I will find two tomorrow. One for you, and the other for me … "
"Xie Tian!"
Xie Tian stopped and bowed slightly to Zhou Boran. "What is it?"
Zhou Boran did not answer. He looked at Xie Tian carefully and sighed three times. "Follow me to the palace."
"I am going." Xie Tian moved his legs.
"What are you going to do?"
"Pick up someone and send them away from Bianliang."
Zhou Boran was shocked. He stopped Xie Tian and asked anxiously, "What about you?"
"I …" Xie Tian was silent for a while. He smiled brightly and said, "Go back to where I came from."
Zhou Boran did not understand what he meant, but it did not affect his attitude. "The emperor and the elders of the three major sects are waiting for you. You cannot leave."
Xie Tian looked at Zhou Boran.
"Uh, don't worry. It is definitely not about killing cultivators. It is a good thing!"
"Not interested."
The anxious Zhou Boran suddenly had an idea. He shouted, "Elder Wenshui is also waiting for you!"
"Let's go."
"Ah, wait. It is not appropriate for you to be naked. There is a clothing store in front. I …" Zhou Boran touched his empty waist. He did not stop walking. "I will buy a set on credit!"
"Two sets!" Boss Jia was not afraid of strangers. He shouted.
When Xie Tian, dressed in silk, returned to the arena, the raging thunderstorm in Bianliang suddenly disappeared. The heavy rain also stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut by a huge blade.
Looking up at the scorching sun, Xie Tian felt much better because Wenshui was not dead.
The dignitaries of the imperial court and the prominent figures of the Jianghu stood in a row beside the high platform. He only saw Wenshui smiling. He smiled as he walked toward the high platform. He said, "You are not dead."
Wenshui was about to laugh out loud when he suddenly remembered that Xie Tian only had eight days to live. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. He could not say "you are not dead" anymore. His eyes turned red.
"Hehe, you are Xie Tian, right?" Although Yi Qianhua of the Crimson Cloud Peak sounded a little arrogant, he took the initiative to greet Xie Tian. "On behalf of the number one sect in the Song Nation, I welcome you as a true disciple of the Crimson Cloud Peak!"
Xie Tian looked at Yi Qianhua and turned to look at Wenshui. When he saw Wenshui give him a reassuring look, he understood something. However, he shook his head and said, "I am not going to the Crimson Cloud Peak."
"Haha, good. Joining the Crimson Cloud Peak is definitely the wisest decision you have ever made in your life … What, what did you say?"
Xie Tian stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and replied seriously, "I am neither a talent nor a genius. Why would I go to the Crimson Cloud Peak, where geniuses gather?"
Yi Qianhua's face was burning with anger, and his face was so red that smoke was coming out of it.
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