Night has fallen, but all kinds of discussions about vermilion fish in West Chu City are still hot.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are naturally envious of Zhu Yu's ability to ascend to the sky in one step.

However, among the major forces, there is a great negative response to such a move as the golden son.

Western Chu has the rules of Western Chu, the overlord of Western Chu is particularly heavy on military merits, a school captain, and has a prominent position in the army, how can he casually award a monk who has entered the virtual level?

Even if this monk is a genius of Western Chu, it will not work, there has never been such a thing in the history of Western Chu.

Therefore, as soon as the matter of Thirteen Incense Square ended, some people openly accused the golden prince of blaspheming the rules of the army, and even those who dared to sue the palace had already sued the palace.

The golden son's demeanor is superb, and no one dares to denounce his mistakes to his face.

The key is that the timing of the Golden Prince's appearance in the Thirteen Incense Square was too unexpected, although the battle of the Thirteen Incense Square received a lot of attention, but such attention was concentrated among the people of Western Chu and the low-level disciples of Zizhulou and General Mountain.

It is difficult for such a dispute among the younger disciples to attract the attention of the powerful people in the army.

But the golden prince worships Zhu Yu as a psychic lieutenant, this matter breaks the rules in the army, and those big people under the palace can be convinced?

The repercussions are big, and secretly there is an undercurrent surging.

On the one hand, these undercurrents flocked to the golden child, and on the other hand, these undercurrents flocked to the vermilion fish.

Whether it is the mountain behind the General Mountain, or the second floor of the Zizhu Building, some of the disciples of the Wanshou level, the captains of the Wanshou level in the army, the left and right generals, the guerrilla generals, etc., many of them have been instructed by strong people from higher levels.

That is, the level of the Terracotta Division must stop the vermilion fish.

In the Terracotta Division, Zhu Yu couldn't get the talisman, and he, the psychic captain, became an empty talk.

The golden son Chrysostom said a blank slate, the prestige he had accumulated over the years. How much will you lose because of this setback?

In the Western Chu Palace, where there is open and secret fighting, the situation is bound to be even more chaotic.

At that time, whether the golden son of Xichu can continue to prosper forever will be very variable.

Zizhulou, the golden son Xiang Yuan is back.

His return today did not have the same frenzy as the previous day.

Now Zizhu Building is very delicate, and a group of stalwarts juniors from the second floor are ready to move one by one, ready to challenge the new psychic captain Zhu Yu at any time.

And Zhu Yu is a psychic lieutenant appointed by Xiang Yuan, so it is inevitable. At this time, when the juniors of Zizhulou saw Xiang Yuan, their hearts were not as simple as before, and they naturally lost their previous fanaticism.

But Xiang Yuan is still Xiang Yuan, and the demeanor of the golden son is always so high.

He was dressed in a golden robe, his head was held high, and there was no smile on his face. There was no anger, and his expression seemed to be forever flat.

His eyes were as bright as paint, and it seemed that no one could get into his eyes.

He is arrogant but not arrogant, his demeanor is superb but not sharp, and his modesty can make people feel his strictness and reserve, and that kind of temperament can make people involuntarily give birth to a heart of worship, this is the golden son.

All the disciples of Zizhu Building came out. Gaze at Xiang Yuan.

Xiang Yuan didn't care about the gaze of others, his steps were unhurried, he entered from the gate of Zizhu Tower, and then went up step by step.

Walking to the first floor, countless disciples were short of breath.

Xiang Yuan didn't stop, he walked up to the second floor without hurrying, the pupils of the disciples on the second floor dilated, and some people couldn't help but crawl on the ground.

However, Xiang Yuan didn't even stop on the second floor.

He went up to the third floor.

The second floor is where the disciples of Wanshou cultivate. The third floor is where the Elder Gate cultivates.

The disciples on the first and second floors were absolutely not allowed to go up to the third floor without the permission of the landlord, but no one could stop Xiang Yuan.

This is the prerogative of his "sub-god".

The eyes of countless people were full of envy, and then surprise.

Envy is envy of the supreme privilege that Yashen has, and surprise is surprise that Xiang Yuan did not stop on the third floor.

He's still going up.

The fourth floor is the cultivation place of the high-level offerings.

5th Floor ...... Normally, disciples don't know what kind of place it is.

6th floor, 7th floor......

Xiang Yuan walked all the way to the seventh floor, and he raised his hand gently. A trick is out.

The door on the seventh floor of Zizhu Building opened, and then Xiang Yuan walked in slowly, the door closed, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Countless eyes of awe looked in the direction of the top floor. The disciples on the fifth and sixth floors didn't know what it was, but the seventh floor was a place that the entire Western Chu knew.

The seventh floor of Zizhu Tower belongs to two people, one is Su Minghe Heavenly Master, and the other is Heavenly Master Xuanhuang Qi.

The status of these two people in Western Chu is supreme, and their status is even higher than that of the overlord of Western Chu, and one of them is Xiang Yuan's master.

Xiang Yuan entered the seventh floor, and everyone was relieved in their hearts, the golden prince went to see the master.

The seventh floor of the huge pavilion of Zizhu Tower has reached the top of the clouds, the fairy mountain upstairs is ethereal, the cranes are flying, and the spirit deer is screaming.

Xiang Yuan entered this vast world, and his expression became more tranquil and calm.

He strode through the air, soaring through the air in this self-contained building, until he reached the top of a towering mountain before falling calmly.

He stood proudly on the top of the mountain alone, with his hands behind his back and his eyes slightly closed, as if an old monk had settled down.

A breeze blew, almost silently, and a gray voice in front of Xiang Yuan slowly condensed.

The phantom became clearer and clearer, and gradually it could be seen that this person was white-haired, five short-haired, skinny, and his age could not be distinguished.

His left leg was broken, and only one leg was standing on the ground, and he was holding a cane in his hand, and if he hadn't appeared on this occasion, he would have looked no different from the beggar on Chuxi Road.

took off a shriveled gourd on his waist, raised his head and poured a large mouthful of immortal brew into his mouth, and the one-legged man said vaguely:

"You chose someone?"

Xiang Yuan knelt down slowly, prostrate as a salute, and said seriously and strictly: "Master, I have chosen someone." ”

The one-legged man smiled and said, "Are you sure that the person you chose is a genius?"

Xiang Yuan still said sternly: "Definitely a genius, not only a genius, but also the first day of my Xichu." ”

"Haha!" the one-legged man laughed and said, "Okay, that's good! You know that this matter is not trivial, and it is your future fate that will be decided." I teach you this secret method, which is extremely magical, and it can be said to be a way to go against the sky.

The name of this secret method is 'Ask Heaven's Will'.

There is a providence in this world, and if our monks want to seek the great way, the will of heaven must be known, and the will of heaven must not be known. Since it is the will of heaven, a qiē is mysterious and mysterious.

You have chosen a seedling, and this 'asking for heaven's will' has officially begun. Ten years from today, you must live out that providential bet. If you can win, you will step into the realm of gods from now on, and you will no longer be just a god......"

Xiang Yuan nodded seriously and said, "Master, the disciple understands! I am confident that I will be able to complete this providential bet." ”

"Are you so confident?" said the one-legged old man with a frown.

"I am very confident, my genius in Xichu is not weaker than the genius anywhere, the so-called only Chu is talented, and Xichu is prosperous. ”

"Haha, okay, okay, it's good that you have this ambition. But this time, you are a little in a hurry, I heard that the kid you selected is just a disciple of the void, but you gave him the title of psychic captain.

I'm afraid that he won't be able to take the talisman of this psychic captain, and turning around will hurt your face, and at the beginning of your cultivation of the secret method, you will encounter a Waterloo, hehe, that's not good......"

Xiang Yuan frowned, not a word.

As the son of the overlord of Western Chu, he has been exposed to the science of power and strategy since he was a child, so he naturally knows the current delicate situation in Western Chu.

Xiang Yuan knows that it is one thing, but how to do it is another, he is a person with great perseverance, and the things he believes are the most persistent.

He decided that the vermilion fish could do it, so he must put the vermilion fish in the right position according to his own wishes, but as for how many difficulties he would encounter, he did not think of all the solutions.

Now he doesn't treat me anymore.

As the heir of the overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Yuan has been walking on thin ice every day for more than 60 years, trembling.

One of his subtle movements could lead to a great chaos in the entire Western Chu, and today, the wings of several other generations have gradually plumped.

The pig arches to the front, and the chicken shaves to the back, which can be said to have their own means, and the pressure on Xiang Yuan is getting bigger and bigger.

Three years ago, Xiang Jingtian, the overlord of Western Chu, and Xiang Yuan had a conversation in the back garden of the palace.

Xiang Jingtian asked him: "Can the Fierce Tiger Army Wang Bashan convince my son?"

Xiang Yuan replied: "No!"

Xiang Jingtian asked him again: "Can Qiance Army Li Qingshan convince my son?"

Xiang Yuan could only answer: "No!"

After these two questions, Xiang Jingtian didn't ask again, but just muttered to himself: "Wang Bashan, Li Qingshan, two good minions......"

Since that conversation, Xiang Yuan knew that if he wanted to inherit the throne of Xiang Heaven-shattering Western Chu, he had to be able to lower Wang Bashan and Li Qingshan.

Don't expect his father to help him, the danger of Western Chu is not in Western Chu, but in Chujing and Western Qin, if Xiang Yuan can't even settle the two minions in the palace, how can he dominate the world if he leads the power of the Western Chu Palace?

Time is like a wild donkey, it doesn't stop running.

There is not much time left for Xiang Yuan, and on the day Xiang Jingtian achieves the realm of the Heavenly Master, the king of Western Chu will change hands.

How far will that day be?

This is just like the common people of Xichu often talk about when the sub-god will become a true god, the sub-god Xiang Yuan, after all, is not the real god-level powerhouse Xiang Yuan.

The difference between these words can be said to be very different.

From longevity to godhood, how can this layer of window paper be pierced?

It's not a day or two days, it's not a day or two days, Xiang Yuan has been called a subgod for fifteen years this year.

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