I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 131 Brother Peng Lize, Sheji Fengding
Three days later.

The Jianxia ghost market has reopened, and the shops in the ghost market are decorated with lights and festoons, and the shops of various forces, small countries, and sects are also decorated.

This is a scene arranged to celebrate the inauguration of the Lord of the Mingzhu Temple
There is an extra palace on the river.

There are lanterns hanging on the eaves of the vermilion palace, and the flickering candlelight shines on the river, which looks gorgeous and magical.

The main hall door was opened, and people from all sides came to congratulate.

"The envoy of General Wu of the Underworld of Jing State came to congratulate, the envoy of King Wei of Jing State came to congratulate, the envoy of Wuxia State congratulated! The envoy of Chu State, the envoy of Meishan, the envoy of Yu State, the envoy of Xiaoxiang..."

People from all sides ride in chariots, or drive strange beasts and auspicious clouds.

All kinds of strange people sat down and came to congratulate the Jade Cauldron of Qunyu Mountain and congratulate the lucky one.

Tang Ping sat in the main seat, with more than a dozen maids and guards of the snake people beside him.

"Senior Yuding, congratulations!"

A white bird with the head of a bird and the body of a bird, who can speak human language, congratulated.

"Haha, Envoy Da Niaorong, you are too polite, please sit down."

The maid beside him softly introduced the origin of the visitor. The maid is not an ordinary person, but the daughter of the Nanlu clan.

"Worship the Fire Nation envoy Feng Xiao (arrogant Xiao) to celebrate."

Whoa!
Under the pitch-black sky, a cloud of fire flew over.

From the fire cloud came a young man with red hair and red eyebrows, wearing a fiery red velvet cloak.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, Mingzhu Temple and the Fire Worshipers in the south were enemies, and the sacrifices of the Candle Snake were almost members of the Fire Worshipers.

"Sit, sit, all sit." Tang Ping looked indifferent, and did not drive him away because he was a member of the Fire Worship Clan.

Soon, the banquet will begin.

At the banquet, Tang Ping took the opportunity to announce the next policy.

"From now on, everything will be as usual in Mingzhu Temple. This seat has just ascended the throne. In order to repay your support, the rent will be halved within ten years."

"Okay! The palace lord is magnificent!"

Others toasted and had good things to say.

Except for Nan Luhua's aching flesh, the others seemed very happy.

Jianxia Ghost Market is a good place. Along with other countries, many supplies are transferred here. Correspondingly, the rent of any shop here is extremely expensive.

This halving can save 10,000+ ghost money.

"Also, ahem..." At this moment, Tang Ping suddenly coughed violently, his face was red, and a trace of lifelessness flashed across his young face from time to time.

Only then did everyone recall that Tang Ping was also an old man, and his lifespan might not be more than a hundred years.

"The practice of this seat is tightly arranged and cannot take into account the daily operation. In the future, all the affairs of the Three Kingdoms, the daily operation of the Jianxia Ghost City, and all deployments will be arranged by Nanluhua."

"Also, Nanluhua is the next Nanlu King."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, the palace master should ask someone else to be wise." Nanluhua said hypocritically, thinking that the ancestor of Nanlu Wang was really powerful, and he didn't know what method he used to make Tang Ping so docile.

At first, I thought that I would have to fight at least a little bit before I could get my own rights, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

When everyone heard Tang Ping's arrangements, they immediately understood that Tang Ping was just a puppet.

Feng Xiao glanced at Tang Ping unexpectedly, and he felt a good feeling in his heart. The palace master who is not in power is good at alchemy, and he has good friends with various forces, so he seems to be a good person.

"Come on, let's play music and dance." Tang Ping raised his glass high, his eyes bleary.

Today's banquet successfully made everyone think that Tang Ping was a powerless puppet.

This made many people feel contemptuous of him.

Except for the people from Yu Kingdom of Chu and Xiaoxiang, all the envoys looked at Tang Ping with a complicated look.

Everyone knows the guy is just lucky.

Father Xiao and Diaoti Kingdom Lord are completely cold, Wei Shuang is an inner ghost, and Nan Luhua is not good enough, so this guy is allowed to be the Palace Lord.

"It's so easy to be the Palace Master. If you boil everyone to death, you will naturally be the Palace Master."

In the crowd, Jiang Yuan smiled to the subordinates beside him, his voice was not loud, but which one is not strong?These joking words easily spread to everyone's ears.

The scene suddenly quieted down.

The envoy of Chu State was Wei Hu, and Wei Hu was about to teach him a lesson when he saw this, but Tang Ping moved faster than him.

boom!
Tang Ping stood up abruptly, and threw a wine glass at him. Jiang Yuan couldn't react, and was hit on the head all of a sudden, and the wine drenched his whole body.

"You!!" Jiang Yuan stood up suddenly, his eyes spitting fire.

"What are you? You are making me feel like you are in Laozi's territory? Laozi is the master of the palace. If you insult me, you are insulting the Mingzhu Temple, you are insulting the Candle God, and you are insulting the new Nanlu King! Nanluhua, come on! "

Tang Ping snapped a series of big hats on, not only made Jiang Yuan unable to fix it, but even Nan Luhua couldn't stand by.

"General Jiang, please leave, you are not welcome here." Nan Luhua's face darkened.

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to offend the whole palace, so he directly admitted the dumb fault.

"Crazy, simply crazy, is this the master of the first palace?"

Jiang Yuan is only quick-tongued, this guy directly suppresses the big hat of the Jingu, isn't he afraid that the two forces will start a war?

"Interesting and interesting, haha." Tang Ping laughed loudly and drank the wine.

Anyway, it's not my own foundation, so I don't feel bad about using it casually, and I don't worry about depreciation at all if I name it casually.

Tang Ping is using this strategy now.

Since you want power, then give it to you, hold you high, and the world knows your power.

Of course, Tang Ping will not stop because of this, but seeks benefits under the banner of the Palace Master, and he doesn't have to bear any responsibility. Anyway, he knows that he is a puppet.

After the banquet was over, Tang Pingzhen went back to Qunyu Mountain for retreat. He didn't even want to live in the palace of the Country of Worry-Freedom. Nan Luhua and the others were excited for a while, thinking they had missed it.

The power of the palace lord and the palace belong to them. Is there anything better than this?

hell.

In front of the palace square under a huge, shade-covered banyan tree.

Zhang Wulang listened to his subordinate's report, he looked at the gray sky.

"Shenhou became the palace master? Someone else seized the power?"

Zhang Wulang has already begun to feel sad for Mingzhu Temple.

In Xiangshui, there are two sisters opposite Tang Ping. He smiled and said, "How? Now that I have become the Palace Mistress, I have fulfilled my promise. Shouldn't you express something? Give me some favors?"

Candlelight folded her arms and took a few steps back with a look of vigilance.

"Speechless, how did your brain grow, thinking about these weird things all day long, I mean, do you have any exercises? Or the location of the ancient qi."

When the current exercise is fully practiced, it is time to find new exercises and qi, otherwise the progress will not be pushed forward.

"There are no exercises, we are born with supernatural powers. As for the stellar energy, it must be in the sky. Above the river is the water-attributed astral energy, and above the volcano is the fire-altered energy. Go look for it over different landforms."

The evil spirit is in the ground, but the stellar energy is naturally in the sky.

No matter what kind of qi, after all, it is found from the sky.Of course, it is not ruled out that some minerals contain stellar energy and can be directly absorbed by people.

Xiaoming thought for a moment, and said, "In the upper reaches of the Xiangshui River, there is Xiangshui Qigang at a height of nine days at the source, which is middle-grade Gangqi. You may need these."

"Mid-grade? It's not very good, but you can go and have a look."

Tang Ping wanted Huangquan Jiaolong to see that Huangquan Jiaolong could absorb other evil spirits and transform into a top-grade Huangquan Jiaolong.

This time there might be a chance to devour it.

Gang Qi is not in a hurry to find it, and the most important thing is also new medicines and new exercises.

This one needs to find someone from Dongyi.

There are many scattered people from the east in Jianxia Ghost City, maybe you can get in touch with them slowly.

"By the way, it's time to bring back the divine fire for the next festival, right?" Candlelight reminded.

"Don't teach me how to do things, figure it out slowly, don't take risks."

After finishing speaking, Tang Ping turned and left, boarded the bronze car and returned to Qunyu Mountain, leaving only the candlelight to dance aside.

"80 proficiency, now the elixir is useless, one proficiency per day, it will take about [-] years, not too long."

Tang Ping thought to himself.

Closed for ten years.

The palace lord's position is stable, and there are no major incidents for the time being.

Tang Ping hooked up with the scattered cultivators in the east, but he didn't reveal his purpose.

This eastern qi practitioner's surname is Peng, and he comes from Pengli (Nianli) Ze, Peng Lize in the east, but not in the coastal area, and belongs to the place influenced by Haidai, not too far from the ancient city of Haidai, Liangzhu Kingdom.

There are many factions around Peng Lize, among them there is a sect called Danjing, which is also called Songmen by the world.

As the name suggests, it lives in seclusion among the pine forests, lives with cranes, and is at ease.

The patriarch of Kaipai was named Hong Ya. According to legend, this person was a courtier of the Yellow Emperor. He dug five wells, drew water to make alchemy, and the alchemy passed away here.

Hongya Danjing got its name from this.

All in all, this is an alchemy sect with a very profound foundation, and it is worth making friends and stealing lessons.

This sect is currently in decline, and it would be the best if new alchemy methods and fundamental skills can be obtained from it.

In Jianxia Ghost Market, in a remote shop, an old man with white hair, dressed in linen, with a flute hanging from his waist, looked at the empty shop.

"Fellow Daoist Yudi! This shop is yours now, and you won't be charged rent for three years." Tang Ping pointed at the shop.

The old man used to set up a stall, but now he is a favor.

"I can't, I can't, it's too troublesome." Yudi quickly refused.

"It's okay, you and I exchange alchemy experience from time to time, and it's considered paying the tuition fee." Tang Ping waved his hand, expressing his indifference.

"The palace lord is too polite. The purpose of coming out this time is to travel, otherwise I might as well join the Bright Candle Palace."

"You don't need to be too polite, you won't be staying for long anyway, I'm not at a loss."

"That would be disrespectful."

Since then, Yudi has lived here.

Tang Ping didn't come straight to the point, but exchanged alchemy experience normally.

As furnaces of Zixuan pills were refined, Yudi couldn't help being shocked by Tang Ping's steady technique.

The pill is not the key, the key is that this person is too stable.

There are almost no mistakes, the success rate of alchemy is extremely high, and there will be no particularly big mistakes.

"Comparable to the suzerain."

Yudi thought to herself.

Perhaps the suzerain is not necessarily more stable than him, which makes Yudi change his view of the southern monks a lot.

The rest of the world called Haidai Dongyi, so why didn't Dongyi regard people from other places as barbarians.

As for the area around Yunmengze, they are even more barbarians among barbarians.

What he didn't expect was that these barbarians had such tricks.

The following days are quite boring, except for practicing, it is just talking and chatting, and building a good relationship with Yudi.

The surrounding geography is relatively peaceful, and countries don't know what big moves they are holding back.

A few years later, because Xiong Ba hadn't left the customs for a long time, Xiong Yang plucked up his courage and entered the back mountain of the royal family of Chu.

Night falls.

The fire pool on the top of the mountain was burning, and a three-legged and two-eared tripod floated up and down in the flames, with a lifelike phoenix on the tripod.

"This..." Xiong Yang had a bad feeling.

Whoa!
At this time, the flame transformed into a human form.

"Kings!"

Seeing this person, Xiong Yang knelt down on one knee.

"Get up, it will be your young people's world from now on."

Xiong Yang raised his head, only then noticed Xiong Ba's translucent body.

"Your majesty...?"

"That's right, I'm dead, but it's not too bad to refine this divine weapon of the country before I die.

This is a phoenix cauldron, inside the cauldron there is an array map, you can enter it with your spiritual thoughts, learn how to arrange troops, and even stimulate the blood.The phoenix on the tripod can be summoned, and its power is unmatched! "

While speaking, Xiong Ba's figure gradually faded.

"Grandpa, I'm going to make people prepare for the ceremony of breaking the mountain and cutting grass!" Xiong Yang stood up and shouted hastily.

"No need, my physical body has already been ashes, and the spirit is used as the fuel for the phoenix tripod. The phoenix tripod is still close to completion and cannot be separated from me."

boom!
While speaking, Xiong Ba's soul shattered and disintegrated like a broken mirror.

The fragments melted into the Baoding.

There was no grand farewell ceremony when the king, both civil and military, died, only his grandson Xiong Yang was alone.

Unknowingly, Xiong Yang burst into tears, this is not the so-called relationship, he and Xiong Ba have no relationship at all.

I was born in Qunyu Mountain and grew up in Qunyu Mountain. In this life, I spent less than half an hour alone with my grandfather Xiong Ba, and I was completely a stranger.

Xiong Yang's cry today is because he feels Xiong Ba's devotion to the country and the inheritance.

Xiong Yang only felt that the burden was on him. This is the belief of every generation of kings for hundreds of years.

Some kings may not do well, but at least they all leave indelible spiritual wealth.

The first ancestor Zhang Qi, the great ancestor Xiong Ying, the first generation Wang Xiongman, the second generation Xiong Ying, the third generation Xiong Ba, and now he is the fourth generation king. Do you really have a chance to do well?

"It's up to you in the future to build up the business and pass it on from generation to generation."

After Xiong Ba left these words, all the power merged into Feng Ding.

Boo! ! !
The fire and the phoenix started a prairie fire, and the sky was dyed blood red. On this day, the historians and wizards recorded this strange scene.

The fire and the phoenix start a prairie fire, and the king dies.

Xiong Yang used the phoenix tripod to suppress some people's disobedience, successfully ascended to the throne, and took advantage of the timing of holding Xiong Ba's funeral to successfully stabilize his position.

At the same time, the underworld also stirred up.

Zhu Man, the oldest, was extremely distressed. He never thought that Xiong Ba could do this for the sake of the clan.

Xiong Ying felt sad and depressed for a long time.

On the banks of the Xiangshui River, the bright moon is like a white jade plate, and the earth is covered with a layer of silver gauze.

There are two lotus flowers on the water surface, and on the lotus flowers are two peerless beauties.

Candlelight tilted his head, looking at Tang Ping on the shore.

Tang Ping picked up a jug of wine and poured it into the river at an angle.

"What are you doing?" Candlelight was puzzled.

"To pay homage to a person, although I don't know him very well."

"Then you still sacrifice?"

"You don't understand." Tang Ping muttered to himself, and told about Xiong Ba's deeds. Xiong Ba's deeds of refining weapons with flesh and blood to pave the way for future generations deeply shocked Tang Ping.

"The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade, harming themselves and benefiting the world. Shun also did this in the past. If you can understand, you will not be far from enlightenment."

The two were thoughtful.

The state of Chu joined the mainstream, and funerals became more formal.

The posthumous title of Xiong Ba, king of Chu, was "Wu", and he was the king of Wu of Chu.

Xiong Yang ascended the throne and sent troops to crusade against the state of Jing, which was bound to sweep away everything.

"It's time for revenge." Tang Ping thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)