Chapter 25: The exposure reward that makes all the monks laugh!

A world in the snow, outside Beiliang City.

An exquisite carriage pulled by four pure horses stopped beside the official road.

Inside the carriage, a young man dressed in fine clothes and with a handsome face was leaning on the cushion with his legs crossed.

This person is none other than Xu Fengnian, the eldest son of Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, the most powerful king of a different surname in the Liyang Dynasty.

Seeing An Lan's miserable death in the light curtain, Xu Fengnian joked.

"How pitiful! This prince has long known that if you act pretentiously, you will be struck by lightning."

After all, as the prince of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian is an out-and-out dandy, and he has learned the skill of pretending since he was a child.

But when he saw An Lan pretending to be cool everywhere in the light curtain, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Because he himself couldn't pretend to be as good as An Lan.

Now that An Lan is gone, I have lost a colleague, which is a good thing.

Not far from Xu Fengnian, an old man with a broken arm was leaning on a huge rock.

The old man was short and skinny, with dry and messy hair, a goatee, and was wearing an old and tattered sheepskin coat.

At this time, a pair of cross-eyed people were staring at the light curtain above the sky and said absentmindedly.

"Who would have thought that an immortal king who had lived for countless years would be beheaded so easily..."

This old man was none other than Li Chungang, one of the top four great masters in this world and the Sword Armor of the Thirteen Armors of the Spring and Autumn Period.

He is a swordsman who appears once in five hundred years, and the only one in a thousand years whose swordsmanship can be compared with Lu Zu.

But afterwards, for some unknown reason, Li Chungang was imprisoned for twenty years under the Tingchao Pavilion in his Beiliang Palace.

From then on, Li Chungang's name disappeared from the world.

Xu Fengnian suddenly thought of something interesting. He looked at the old man and asked, "Old man, tell me, how does the sword light that killed An Lan compare to you?"

The old sword god Li Chungang smiled faintly: "It just manifested into sword light, there is no sword intent in it. In terms of power, even a million of me can hardly block a single move. But in terms of understanding the way of the sword, he is not as good as me."

Although Li Chungang had been away from the martial arts world for more than 20 years, he had been obsessed with swords all his life, and his understanding of the way of the sword was superb.

Speaking of strength, the battle techniques on the light curtain where laws appeared and the avenues trembled at every turn made him feel a little nervous.

But when it comes to kendo, if we don't look at strength, Li Chungang believes that he is not inferior to anyone!

Xu Fengnian asked again, "Old man, if we don't consider strength, can you, the Spring and Autumn Sword Armor, be one of the ten people selected from all the worlds?"

The old sword god laughed, shook his head and said, "If it's based on strength, I can't be chosen. If it's not based on strength, why should I be chosen?"

Xu Fengnian glanced at the old sword god who started picking his nose again and said, "Of course it's because you pick your feet and nose. A master of swordsmanship, a great sword master of the Spring and Autumn Period, but you have so many disgusting hobbies. This should also be considered a weirdo as exposed , right?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Li Chungang's hands suddenly froze.

Xu Fengnian stared at the old sword god's hand and said, "I just saw you use this finger to pick your foot, and now you are picking your nose. Don't you smell it?"

"..."

The old sword god felt deeply offended. He was clearly using his index finger to pick his feet and his middle finger to pick his nose.

...On the light screen, some of An Lan's classic scenes and classic quotes slowly flashed by.

[In his youth, he was full of vigor and vitality, dominating his peers and never suffered a defeat; after becoming a king, he led his troops to attack the ancient fairyland, succeeded in one battle, and broke the ancient fairyland into nine heavens and ten earths; at the end of the chaotic ancient times, in front of the fairy pass in the borderland, he carried the sky on his back, held up the imperial city in one hand, and seized the sinful state in the other hand, looking down on the world...] Scenes played one after another, and finally stopped at "Yu Tuo, save me."

[From the ancient times of immortals to the ancient times of chaos, the emperor has never appeared. An Lan can be said to be invincible. His character is overbearing and conceited, which also causes his words to shock all the creatures in the world. The name of the king is well deserved! ] [This exposure ends here. Congratulations to An Lan for being selected for the exposure . An Lan will receive a reward: the aura of the king. ]... "Puff... Hahaha, the aura of the king! What kind of reward is this?!"

"When you're fighting an enemy, will the enemy bow down to you once you show your domineering aura?!"

"It's unlikely that they will bow down and worship you. Once the aura of kingship is released, the enemy will become even more angry and more likely to explode."

"This reward, combined with An Lan's flirtatious words, is simply amazing! An Lan will definitely like it!"

Countless cultivators in the heavens were grinning from ear to ear. Compared with the rewards revealed before , An Lan's reward could simply be said to be for laughs.

In the realm of immortality.

But An Lan just couldn't laugh at all.

The aura of a king?

What a use! Could he just show off his domineering spirit and make Huang not kill him?

I'm afraid that Huang will be even more ruthless by then!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Just when An Lan was angry, the void around him suddenly shook, and myriad laws spread out from the void. In the blink of an eye, many immortal kings had descended into the meeting hall of the Anlan Imperial Clan.

He Wushuang, another giant among the Immortal Kings, said with a heavy face.

"Brothers, the situation has become serious! What should we do? Please discuss a solution."

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was stagnant. All those present had survived for countless years. Even during the ancient war between immortals, the atmosphere was not as solemn as it was now.

"What can we do? We just tried to deduce, but everything was obscured by the fog and we couldn't deduce anything."

An immortal king sighed.

"Everyone, we can't just sit there and wait for death. Among the forty-nine Heavenly Daos, one has escaped. Through the light curtain, we now know where the future is headed, so we still have a chance!"

Another Immortal King said in a decisive tone.

Kundi, the person in charge of the Immortal Realm, shook his head and sighed, "It's not that simple. When I was young, it was still the era of the emperor's fall. I followed the ancestor of the clan to pay homage to the immortal emperor in his later years! Therefore, I know some secrets that others don't know."

"The emperor represents great terror! Only an immortal emperor can interfere with his enlightenment. If we intervene, it will be like deduction, all is fog and unknown."

Hearing Kundi's words, many immortal kings showed surprise on their faces.

They only know that Kunti is the most ancient existence in the Immortal Realm and his origin is mysterious.

But I never thought that Kunti was actually born in the era of the emperor's fall, and had even met the Immortal Emperor!

"If it's as Brother Dao said, then we have no choice but to surrender?! Since the fate is already determined, what else is there to say? Before that person becomes an emperor, we will destroy the nine heavens and ten earths! Even if we die, we will not let that person have an easy life!"

An immortal king with a bad temper, his breath bursting and his face ferocious.