Chapter 1269 True Identity

"Ancient Universe Formation?"

Ling Xiao's eyes lighted lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

I saw that in his eyes, there are two colors of yin and yang flowing, deriving the six ways of heaven and earth, mysterious and unpredictable.

Of course, compared to these rewards, Ling Xiao cared more about Ning Chuan's submission.

Now Qingcang's situation is chaotic, and he still has a lot of arrangements in the future, it is absolutely impossible to do everything by himself.

And a lunatic like Ning Chuan, who is born with terrifying luck and longs to kill, is more suitable to be the blade in his hand.

After all, it is difficult for one person to go to the end of this journey of cutting down the sky.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes on the top of his head watching him all the time.

"Young Master Ling Xiao!"

Just when Ling Xiao raised his foot and was about to walk towards the top of the sky, there was another soft cry from the ancient road behind him.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and turned his head to look, only to see Emperor Shenwu walking side by side with the eldest princess Wu Hongsi and Shen Jing'an. Although his face was pale, the smile on his face was extremely bright.

"Elder princess."

Ling Xiao said indifferently. In his impression, he seemed to have nothing to do with the eldest princess. What did she call him to stop at this time?

"Is the young master planning to return to God Battlefield?"

Wu Hongsi took a look at Yao Guang with complicated eyes, which surprised Ling Xiao.

"The eldest princess has something to do, but it's okay to say it."

"There are still seven days left, which is the day of my wedding with Jing An. I would like to invite the young master,...Yaoguang Buddha, and Emperor Xuanyuan to visit Emperor Shenwu."

Wu Hongsi smiled wryly, and looked at Ling Xiao eagerly.

At this time, she had some unspeakable secrets and it was inconvenient to mention them, but... as that day was approaching, Wu Hongsi felt more and more that the chill in her body could not be suppressed.

"Oh? The eldest princess is getting married?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and nodded slightly, "It stands to reason that he should go to congratulate, but..."

"My son, if you are able to come here, I, Emperor Shenwu, will welcome you with all my heart. It is an honor, and..."

Wu Hongsi took a deep breath, and her face suddenly became serious, "This time, my father will take this opportunity to open the ancestral land of martial arts to reward the princes of all parties. With the talent of the young master, I will surely win a seat. "

"Oh? Hehe, good fortune or something, I don't care. I wonder if you have good wine in Emperor Shenwu's court?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but he was a little puzzled in his heart. It is absolutely impossible for the Wu Hongsi to pay such a price just to invite himself to watch the ceremony.

Moreover, the way she looked at Yao Guang just now was really ambiguous.

"Yes!! Young Master, don't worry, as long as you are willing to come, good luck, good wine, and red silk will be arranged properly."

"in this way…"

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, then turned to look at Yao Guang, "Buddha, why don't we go to Emperor Shenwu Dynasty?"

"Amitabha."

Yao Guang stood with one hand on his chest and bowed his head gently.

"In this case, the red silk will go back to Emperor Wudi City first, and wait for the young master and the disciple of the Buddha, cough cough."

Wu Hongsi bowed deeply, bloodshot coughing up from the corner of her mouth.

Beside her, Shen Jing'an immediately reached out to hold her arm, took out a white handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

"Okay, the princess will go first, and Ling will arrive later."

"Congratulations to the eldest princess, return to the palace in blood."

Immediately above the sky, dozens of soldiers in gold armor came forward, facing Wu Hongsi and Shen Jing'an towards the east.

It wasn't until everyone disappeared that Ling Xiao frowned and looked at Yao Guang, "Is the Buddha and this Wuhong silk an old acquaintance?"

"Amitabha, although the poor monk has experienced in the world of mortals, he has not had half a friendship with the eldest princess, but..."

Yao Guang hesitated to speak, and his Buddha nature was leisurely flowing, "The poor monk can guess why this eldest princess is so kind to invite her."

"Oh? Tell me."

"The poor monk cultivates Buddhist supernatural powers, and he is particularly resistant to the aura of ghosts and evil spirits. This eldest princess has a very gloomy aura, which looks like a ghost but is not a ghost. It is probably for this reason that she seeks out the poor monk."

Yao Guang's eyes are deep and full of Buddha's brilliance.

Above its head, there is a faint statue of Buddha standing upright, trying to suppress all evil spirits.

"Like a ghost but not a ghost?"

Ling Xiao looked playful, but he had some guesses in his heart.

If Wu Hongsi had no luck, maybe there would be some story behind her unmentionable disease.

However, this eldest princess of the god dynasty is not very lucky, but there are nearly ten thousand of them, so how was it calculated?

Is it possible...

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to think of something. From this point of view, this princess wedding may not be as peaceful as imagined.

"Let's go, go back to God Battlefield to rest for two days, and then set off for Emperor Wu City."

The moment Ling Xiao stepped out, a golden dragon and jade chariot suddenly fell from the sky.

And Xuanyuan Weiyang hugged Ling Xiao's arm and got on the chariot together.

Behind the two of them, Ning Chuan and Yao Guang split into two sides, walking towards the sky step by step.

But at this moment, in Daotian Academy, above the holy peak, the Master of Daotian Mansion was standing on the peak with his hands behind his back, looking at the blue sky prides who were leaving one after another.

For some reason, he always felt that everything that happened today seemed... too coincidental.

From Yu Yi's expression, he could easily see that the elder guarding the palace was definitely not killed by him.

However, if it was the old part of the Heavenly Demon who killed people, how could it be possible to only take away one of Bai Ji's classics?

these two

Things seem to be closely related, but they are completely independent, only overlapping in time.

Faintly, Palace Master Daotian felt that all of this seemed to be... deliberately arranged.

even! !

Even if Mo Jiubu stole the devil's bone that day, why didn't he have a trace of the aura of the Canglong spirit vein on his body?

Who is the one?

In the heart of Palace Master Daotian, there are very few people who can have such scheming, looking at Qingcang.

And who happens to be in his Daotian Academy, there is probably only one person who can have such a great talent, the young master of the Ling clan.

He has heard a lot of rumors about this young master recently.

Love righteousness, integrity and awe-inspiring.

There is both the emperor's fairy appearance and the emperor's talent.

However, with the experience of Palace Master Daotian, how can he not see that behind all this, there is always such a trace of deliberation.

Of course, it is human nature to be young and frivolous, and to like fame.

However, everything in this world is complementary and born relative to each other.

Often, the brightest place hides the purest darkness.

Palace Lord Daotian has his own experience of this point.

only! !

Today's Ling Xiao has been discussing scriptures and Taoism with him in the lecture hall from beginning to end, and never leaves for a moment.

And with his cultivation base, how can he not feel the surging blood energy and dao rhythm all over the young man's body.

In other words, Palace Master Daotian didn't believe that someone could play tricks right under his nose.

What exactly is going on?

"Buzz."

Just as Palace Master Daotian was muttering to himself, a deep voice suddenly came from within his sea of ​​souls, "What's the matter?"

"grown ups…"

It's hard to imagine that, as the master of Daotian Palace, there is a trace of panic on his face at this time.

"The magic bone... was stolen."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of this human saint flickered with strong uneasiness, as if he had made a big mistake and was waiting to be sentenced!