Chapter 187 Bad Premonition

Zong Shou suddenly realized that he had heard of this method. (In the updated version, many martial artists will choose to do this when breaking through to the Heavenly Martial Ancestor.

But a whole stone palace built from Tiegangyan is really a big deal. It is all built with Tiegangyan, no wonder it is called Tiegang Temple, the name is really straightforward. Just buying these rocks is expensive. And the fourth-order spirit stone consumed every year is probably no less than a few hundred.

In fact, in his previous life, he had done similar things before he broke through to heaven in reality. But at that time, there was no need to bother. Build a few trumpets directly among the emperors, and challenge people everywhere. At that time, it was really bloody and bloody, killing people like hemp. Although he didn't really kill people, his sword was really proved in actual combat! Real combat swordsmanship.

However, suppress the infuriating. Isn't it true that the Xuanwu Sect of the Earth Wheel and Nine Meridians is not much stronger than him? Why did I suddenly have a very bad premonition?

This Zhu Junhou was obviously very cautious, except for what he said about the Tiegang Palace earlier, no matter what Zong Shou asked afterward, he would either presume he didn't know, or the meaning was vague. Keep your mouth shut. Later, Zong Shou also felt bored, and gave up the idea of ​​asking for news from this person.

It took half an hour to reach the top of the mountain. Zong Shou looked out the window, and saw that this place had been shoveled into flat ground by hand, forming a platform with a radius of almost ten thousand feet. Around the edges, there are all ballistas. They are all crossbow arms several feet wide, and the strings are made of animal tendons mixed with iron wire. There are more than 400 planes in total, covering the entire Xuanshan City, making one's scalp tingle.

And in the center of this place, there is indeed a huge stone palace. As high as ten feet, the length and width are also as large as hundreds of feet.

It's all made of red iron rocks, and Zong Shou just got close to it, and he felt the inner breath in his body showing signs of being suppressed.

And when Zong Shou got off the cloud-turning cart, he saw a group of people waiting under the stone steps.

Not only Xuanyuan Yiren was there, but also a middle-aged lady and a forty-year-old man in a brocade robe and carrying a mandarin knife. There was also a younger, slightly more elegant young man who stood on the steps and looked down at him coldly.

Except for the latter, the two people in front had both stood on the tall building before, so they had seen each other before. Especially this noble lady, I have some impressions in my memory. As for the other one, it should be another Xuanwu Sect Tan Tao in Xuanshan City. Hu Zhongyuan had mentioned it to him when he came here before. I know more or less about the characters in Xuanshan City,

Zong Shou suddenly looked slightly solemn, straightened his robes, walked up to the middle-aged lady, and bowed deeply: "Zong Shou has seen his mother-in-law! I haven't seen you for ten years. Is your mother-in-law still okay? It's Zong Shou's blessing, ten years It's a pity that I had to look up to my mother-in-law. I have always regretted it all these years. By the way, I remember that day, my father told me about the two of you. Envy. I want Zong Shou to be with Yiren in the future, just like the city lord and you, loving and loving—"

Lin Shina's complexion suddenly changed, from blue to red, and there was a bit of shame in her eyes, but more anger.

This kid is really annoying! Incoherently mentioning what happened ten years ago, isn't it deliberately stabbing her to be ungrateful?

But at this moment, he could only hold back his anger, stretched out his hand to help, pretended to be virtuous and virtuous, and said with a kind smile: "My son, please get up! Your marriage with Yiren has not been really settled yet. The title of mother-in-law, It's better for the son to speak slowly."

Before she finished speaking, there was a soft sneer on the steps: "Shameless! I'll give you three points of face, and I'm going to open a dyeing workshop! Yiren is a direct disciple of my Danquan sect, how could you be so high?" Got it? Zong Shou, if you still have a little bit of self-knowledge, you should get out of Xuanshan City by yourself—"

Zong Shou was slightly surprised, glanced at this person, and said in amazement: "Who is this person?" No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this person was somewhat similar to that Long Batian.

There was a little more smile on Lin Shina's face, but the person who answered was Tan Tao: "This is Xuanyuan Yiren's senior brother, Fang Shu, the sixth direct disciple of Danquan Sect! This time he is coming to my Xuanshan City Be a guest. He is most eager to be fair and righteous, and he likes to speak up for justice. The son is flawed, so we can make friends with one or two—”

"Dan Quan sect? So it's an outsider."

Zong Shou let out an 'oh' and nodded clearly: "How rude!"

After saying this, he turned around and ignored it. Instead of flirting with Xuanyuan Yiren, he lowered his eyes and waited quietly under the stone steps, appearing as calm as a mountain and upright.

Fang Shuben had always disliked Zong Shou, but at this moment his gaze was even colder, looking at Zong Shou up and down with murderous intent looming. Tan Tao was also slightly surprised, and glanced over coldly,

Zong Shou looked at this person, but he was not pleasing to the eye, and cursed insidiously in his heart, adding a little bit of defense. Since this Fang Shu speaks out of righteousness, the one who is unrighteous can only be himself. Only a dog that doesn't bark is the scariest.

After only waiting for a while, Zhu Junhou, who entered to report, had already returned. Walking to the side of Zong Shou, to show that he dare not be in front of him, he leaned over and raised his hand slightly: "My son, please! City Master Xuanyuan has been ill these days, and it is not convenient to come out to meet him in person, and he is waiting in the hall—"

Zong Shou smiled, and went up the stone steps first. As soon as I walked into the gate of the palace, I felt that my whole body was driven into the innate nature. Then I saw a white-bearded man sitting in the hall on the opposite side. White beard and white hair, but rosy face, looks extremely young. It seems that he is only about twenty years old, not much older than Xuanyuan Yiren. In the memory of 'Zong Shou', the Xuanyuantong ten years ago is almost the same.

Zong Shou was looking at this person, and Xuanyuan Tong was also looking at him, with a sad expression and a bit of embarrassment.

After waiting for a group of people to enter one after another, the palace door made of black iron was slammed shut.

Zong Shou was startled and looked behind him. He wondered if this Xuanshan City was planning to catch a turtle in his urn?

Lin Shina took Xuanyuan Yiren, Tan Taoluoyan and the others, and sat down on the right side. And Zhu Junhou stood directly beside Xuanyuantong, with his hands behind his back.

And Xuanyuan Tongding took a look at Zong Shou, then looked away, slightly nodded and said: "My nephew, please sit down! Don't be too polite——"

Zong Shou still saluted, and then sat down opposite Xuanyuantong without being polite.

In terms of status, as the demon king under Qiantian Mountain, he is even better than Xuanyuan Tong. However, there is a whole generation difference between the two of them. This obeisance is for the family friends of the two families, and also for Xuanyuan Yiren.

The hall here is empty, only a few of them are left. Ruoshui did not follow in the carriage, while Hu Zhongyuan and Chuxue sat behind Zong Shou.

Xuanyuantong waved his sleeves again, and several servants came over and set the table in front of them. Not only fruits and delicacies are available, but there is also fine wine, but no one has the mind to pay attention to it. Even Chuxue sat obediently. The atmosphere in the stone hall was extremely dull for a moment.

In the end, it was Xuanyuan Tong who spoke first: "Your Majesty, you know why I have only been able to stay in this Iron Gang Palace for the past two years?"

Zong Shou was startled, according to what Zhu Junhou said, wasn't he going to attack the Heavenly Emperor Wu Zong? Is there another reason?

Recalling that before, Zhu Junhou once said that Xuanyuan Tong was ill. He wondered at the time, a Xuanwu Sect with the Earth Wheel and Nine Meridians, who has the strength of tens of millions of catties, can open mountains and crack rocks, how could he get sick?

At that time, he thought it was the city lord, so he showed indifference and dissatisfaction. Listening to his words now, is there really something wrong?

"It's not only to rethink and prove my own martial arts, but also to thoroughly investigate the foundation. It's also because I practiced too quickly, and something went wrong. I can only use this Iron Gang Palace to suppress the Qi veins, and slowly figure it out—"

Before he could answer, Xuanyuantong had already opened his mouth to explain, and then asked again: "Then, you know, my brother Weiran may not be dead yet?"

As soon as this statement was made, the entire hall was filled with buzzing sounds. Not only Lin Shina and Tan Tao were surprised, but even Zong Yuan and Hu Zhongyuan stood up one after another, their eyes full of shock.

Zong Shou was completely shocked this time. In this era, it was the first time someone told him that Zong Weiran might still be alive.

After a little thought, Zong Shou's back became even more straight, and he sat upright, looking straight at Xuanyuantong: "I don't know if the city lord will know the details. Would you like to tell me?"

Xuanyuan Tong smiled, filled the wine glass in front of him, and toasted Zong Shou. Zong Shou had no choice but to drink the same cup. I just feel that this wine is really strong and full of strength. As soon as Fang took it, he became dizzy. But he didn't care, as a warrior, drinking this little wine was really nothing. You can force it out later with a urge of true energy.

Then Xuanyuantong said calmly: "I don't know the details, but although the sunken cloud sea is dead, it is only relative to me and other earth-wheel martial arts. If you are above the heaven, you may not necessarily die!"

Zong Shou immediately shrank his eyes, and forgot to drive away the wine for a while: "The city lord means that my father is already a heavenly master?"

"The prince knows so little!"

Xuanyuantong shook his head, drank another cup and said, "Actually, brother Weiran, as early as six years ago, he was already the Martial Sect of Heaven. Until half a year ago, he couldn't hide it anymore, and was sought out by several hidden sects. , can not but avoid into the sea of ​​sinking clouds. It is a dead place for us, but in his eyes, it may not be a way of life. You must also know that in this cloud world, there has always been a heavenly position, and you are not allowed to participate in it. Controversy among Wulu people. Weiran brother, he violated the precept—”

Zong Shou drank another glass of wine, but felt that his head was not enough. In his memory, didn't Zong Weiran escape from the sea of ​​sinking clouds before he was promoted to heaven?

However, as his cheap father, he is not afraid of the three Lingwu Zuns of Lingyun Sect. I'm afraid that at that time, it is really far beyond the realm of Wuzong.

But why did this person die later? Besieged and killed by many strong men?

In an instant, it was like cold water pouring down from head to toe. Completely stopped thinking about catching up with that one before Zong Weiran got out of trouble