Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

The time finally came half a month later, which was the day the banquet opened.

On this day, the entire imperial capital seemed to be boiling.

The men and horses of the major forces all rushed to the Forbidden City in the center of the imperial capital.

Many people who were not qualified to attend the banquet followed, even if they watched the fun outside.

Many people are also very curious, Wu Mingyue, the pearl of the gods, will finally be in the hands of which hero?

Panwu Shen Dynasty Palace, Forbidden City.

The magnificent Forbidden City, like the ancient heaven, carries a majestic atmosphere.

The Golden Queyun Palace has a glazed tile roof, surrounded by a radiant glow, and thousands of auspicious colors.

From a distance, it looks like the Palace of Lingxiao.

This Forbidden City is rumored to be built by Emperor Panwu when he founded the Divine Dynasty and ordered countless craftsmen to build it.

It is also a symbol of the Panwu God Dynasty.

As for the Pan Wuling, it was deep behind the Forbidden City.

There, it was also an absolute forbidden area for the Panwu God Dynasty. If anyone approached without permission, they would be killed without mercy.

At this moment, in the Forbidden City, there is a big banquet.

Countless delicacies were served by the palace maids.

Many top forces, people of immortal Taoism, gathered together.

In a hall in the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue, dressed in a red dress, was sitting in front of the dressing table.

There are several palace maids next to her, who are pulling up her hair.

Wu Mingyue, who is wearing a red dress, is a little more charming and moving.

Her eyes are cut with water, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her skin is like a creamy body. She has Zhu Dan in her mouth.

Just between his eyebrows, there was a melancholy color that couldn't be removed.

Seeing this, a maid who had followed her from childhood to adulthood said, "His Royal Highness, today is the day you choose your concubine, so you should be happy."

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue shook her head slightly and said, "Xi'er, how can I be happy if I can't choose my other half freely."

Wu Mingyue was wondering if Xiao Chen would come.

In fact, she did not want Xiao Chen to come.

Because even if Xiao Chen came, nothing could change.

It is impossible for her father emperor, Panwu God Lord, to marry her with a little person with no background.

Unless Xiao Chen's talent is the same as Jun Xiaoyao, then he can be valued.

But is it possible?

How many people in the entire wasteland and fairyland have talent that can rival Jun Xiaoyao?

Xiao Chen is indeed very hardworking, but if hard work is useful, what is a genius for?

"Your Highness the Princess doesn't have to be too disappointed. Among those young heroes, there may be someone who can match the Princess." Xi'er comforted.

"Heh, who is it, is that the champion?" Wu Mingyue sneered.

She knew that God Lord Panwu had always wanted her to marry the champion.

For nothing else, just because the champion Hou obtained the Pan Huang Life Sword to recognize his master, there is a slight possibility that he is the reincarnation of Emperor Pan Wu.

Of course, even if not, it doesn't matter.

Because what the Lord Panwu wanted most was for the champion Hou to find the Three Swords of Panhuang for him.

The Pan Huang Life Sword is just one of the three Pan Huang swords.

In addition, there are Panhuang Years Sword and Panhuang Void Sword.

It is rumored that when the three swords of Panhuang merge, they can be reincarnated into the Emperor Panwu's sword of the Daoist Emperor, the Panhuang Sword.

Emperor soldiers, also known as ancient emperor soldiers, great emperor weapons, and extreme emperor soldiers.

It is the tool of the ancient emperor to prove the Tao, with great power.

The movement of the imperial soldiers can shatter the universe, destroy the star fields in all directions, smash across the sky of the universe, and bleed hundreds of millions of living beings!

To put it in an insensitive metaphor, the deterrent power of imperial soldiers is equivalent to nuclear weapons.

Generally speaking, the immortal lineages of the supreme emperors from the ancestors all have the background of emperor soldiers.

Pan Wushen Dynasty originally had it.

But later, Pan Huangjian was divided into three parts.

The Panwu God Dynasty experienced many turbulences, and finally led to the loss of Panhuang's three swords.

It wasn't until Yang Pan got the Pan Huang Life Sword that the Pan Wushen Dynasty regained hope.

It is for this reason that God Lord Panwu sees Yang Pan like this, and directly calls him the champion.

As a result, Yang Pan's xinxing became more inflated, and he was lawless throughout the Panwu Dynasty, like a soil emperor.

When Xi'er heard the words "Champion Hou", a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Champion Hou's reputation is really bad.

"Her Royal Highness Princess doesn't need to worry, maybe someone can suppress the champion." Xi'er said, a look of yearning suddenly appeared on her face.

"You mean..." Wu Mingyue said.

"That's right, of course it's the god son of the Jun family. It is rumored that he was born like a fairy, with a good personality, strong strength, and an unparalleled background."

"It's the most, most, most perfect character in Xi'er's heart..." Xi'er was extremely longing, and there were little stars in her eyes.

good character?

Fairy-like existence?

Wu Mingyue's jade face tightened.

Another ignorant girl who has been led astray.

What kind of immortal is Jun Xiaoyao, he is simply a devil who eats people without spitting bones!

There is no pity for her, and she also uses despicable coercion to make her a slave.

Up to now, Wu Mingyue has kept this secret.

"Don't mention him again." Wu Mingyue's face was slightly cold.

"Oh..." Seeing that Wu Mingyue's expression was wrong, Xi'er closed her mouth wisely.

She thought that Wu Mingyue was unhappy because of the matter of the champion.

"I hope he doesn't come." Wu Mingyue prayed in her heart.

Otherwise, when the time comes, she really doesn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao.

...

at the same time.

There is a quiet and pleasant courtyard in the imperial capital.

The fairy mist is misty, and the rays of light are lingering.

There is a divine breath in the air.

In the courtyard, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the ground.

The flowers and plants around him seemed to be nourished, bright and lush.

And Jun Xiaoyao's whole person, the breath is even more detached.

His right arm seems to be imprinted with fairy patterns, like the arm of a fairy.

In the distance, Qin Xuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao cultivating with a surprised expression, and her heart was shocked.

The weather was so amazing.

Nine-headed lions, who turned into nine-headed Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground, eating the meat of spirit beasts.

"Young Master's aura is too terrifying." Qin Xuan exclaimed.

"Master, he is a monster. This kind of scene is not surprising." The nine-headed lion replied lazily.

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly, and he also ended his practice.

In front of him, there was a pile of immortal sources that had lost their spirituality.

"It's alright, I have tempered fourteen Daluo Immortal Bones, plus the previous six, it's exactly twenty." Jun Xiaoyao whispered.

In his right arm, including the carpal bone, metacarpal bone, and phalangeal bone, a total of twenty bones were tempered into the Daluo Immortal Bone.

The power is definitely much higher than before.

"It's still a bottomless pit, if only I could find a fat and oily leek." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

However, after thinking about it, he has not found a suitable candidate for the time being.

As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about this small role at all.

I don't know how he has changed since then.

"The banquet is about to start." Jun Xiaoyao got up and walked over to Qin Xuan and the nine-headed lion.

"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Where is your son going?" Qin Xuan asked.

"The Imperial Palace, the Forbidden City is on an appointment!" Jun Xiaoyao said with a deep gaze.

"Going to an appointment?" Qin Xuan wondered.

At this moment, the nine-headed lion and a donkey rolled around and immediately got up and flew into the air.

The golden light surged, shaking the sky, and all the cultivators were stunned in a ten-mile radius.

In the midst of the gods, a mighty and majestic nine-headed lion appeared, screaming in the sky!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and sat cross-legged on the body of the nine-headed lion.

"Why, why don't you go together? Ben Shenzi said, maybe you can look forward to it." Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan.

And Qin Xuan on the ground was like a clay sculpture, sticking in place.

It was as if he had lost his soul.

"The son is... the god son of the Jun family?!"

Qin Xuanyu covered her pink lips with her hand, and couldn't help losing her voice. Blood rushed to her forehead, and her pretty face flushed red.

She was dizzy and almost fainted from the excessive surprise, excitement, and excitement!

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