Chapter 105 The banquet begins, the emperor’s soldiers and the emperor’s sword are in the air, and Jun Xiaoyao goes to the Forbidden City to keep his appointment!
Time finally came to half a month later, which was the day when the banquet started.
On this day, the whole imperial capital seemed to be boiling.
The troops of 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 also followed, even if they just watched the excitement outside.
Many people were also very curious, which hero would finally get Wu Mingyue, the pearl of the Divine Dynasty?
The palace of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, the Forbidden City.
The magnificent Forbidden City, like the ancient heaven, has a majestic atmosphere.
The Golden Palace, the glazed tile roof, the divine clouds are lingering, and the auspicious colors are thousands of lines.
From a distance, it looks like the Lingxiao Palace.
It is rumored that this Forbidden City was built by countless craftsmen ordered by Emperor Panwu when he founded the Divine Dynasty.
It is also a major symbol of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
As for the Panwu Mausoleum, it is deep behind the Forbidden City.
That place is also the absolute forbidden area of Panwu Divine Dynasty. If anyone approaches without permission, he will be killed without mercy.
At this moment, a banquet was held in the Forbidden City.
Countless delicacies were served by the palace maids.
Many top forces and immortal Taoists gathered together.
In a hall in the Forbidden City, Wu Mingyue, wearing a bright red dress, sat in front of the dressing table.
There were several palace maids next to her, who were tying up her hair.
Wu Mingyue, wearing a red dress, was more charming.
Her eyes were like water, her eyebrows were like ink paintings, her skin was lightly powdered, and she had a red cinnabar in her mouth, which was unparalleled in beauty.
But between her eyebrows, there was a touch of indelible melancholy.
Seeing this, a maidservant who had been with her since childhood said, "Princess, today is the day for you to choose your husband, you should be happy."
Wu Mingyue heard this and shook her head slightly and said, "Xier, how can I be happy if I can't freely choose my other half?"
Wu Mingyue was wondering if Xiao Chen would come.
In fact, she didn't want Xiao Chen to come.
Because even if Xiao Chen came, it wouldn't change anything.
Her father, Panwu God, would never let her marry a nobody with no background.
Unless Xiao Chen's talent is as monstrous as Jun Xiaoyao, then he might be valued.
But is it possible?
In the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, how many people can match Jun Xiaoyao's talent?
Xiao Chen is indeed very hardworking, but if hard work is useful, what is the point of talent?
"Princess, don't be too disappointed. Among those young heroes, there may be someone who can match the princess." Xier comforted.
"Oh, who is it? Could it be the Champion Marquis?" Wu Mingyue sneered.
She knew that Panwu God Lord actually wanted her to marry the Champion Marquis.
For no other reason, because the Champion Marquis was recognized as the master by the Panhuang Life Sword, there was a slight possibility that he was the reincarnation of the Panwu Emperor.
Of course, even if he was not, it didn't matter.
Because what Panwu God Lord wanted most was for the Champion Marquis to find the Panhuang Three Swords for him.
The Panhuang Life Sword was just one of the Panhuang Three Swords.
In addition, there were the Panhuang Time Sword and the Panhuang Void Sword.
It was rumored that the Panhuang Three Swords could be combined to become the Panwu Emperor's imperial weapon, the Panhuang Sword.
The imperial weapon was also called the ancient imperial weapon, the great emperor's weapon, and the extreme imperial weapon.
It was the ancient emperor's weapon of enlightenment, with great power.
Once the Emperor's Arms move, they can shatter the Nine Heavens, destroy the star fields in all directions, strike across the universe, and shed the blood of billions of lives!
To use an unimaginative metaphor, the deterrent power of the Emperor's Arms is equivalent to that of nuclear weapons.
Generally speaking, the immortal Taoist lineages that have produced the Supreme Emperor have the foundation of the Emperor's Arms.
The Panwu Divine Dynasty also had them.
But later, the Panhuang Sword was divided into three.
The Panwu Divine Dynasty experienced many turmoils, which eventually led to the loss of the three Panhuang Swords.
It was not until Yang Pan obtained the Panhuang Living Sword that the Panwu Divine Dynasty regained hope.
It was for this reason that the Panwu Divine Lord looked at Yang Pan so much and directly conferred him the title of Champion Marquis.
This caused Yang Pan's mind to become more inflated, and he was lawless throughout the Panwu Divine Dynasty, like a local emperor.
When Xier heard the three words "Champion Marquis", a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
The reputation of the Champion Marquis is really too bad.
"Your Highness, don't worry. Maybe there is someone who can suppress the Champion Marquis." Xi'er said, and a trace of yearning suddenly appeared on her face.
"You mean..." Wu Mingyue said.
"Yes, of course it's the Godson of the Jun family. It is said that he is born like an immortal, with a good personality, strong strength, and unparalleled background."
"He is simply the most perfect person in Xi'er's heart..." Xi'er was extremely yearning, and there were little stars in her eyes.
Good personality?
Immortal-like existence?
Wu Mingyue's jade face was tense.
Another ignorant girl who was led astray.
Jun Xiaoyao is not an immortal at all, he is simply a devil who eats people without spitting out bones!
He has no pity for her, and even uses despicable coercion to make her a slave.
Until now, Wu Mingyue has kept this secret.
"Don't mention him again." Wu Mingyue's face was slightly cold.
"Oh..." Seeing Wu Mingyue's expression was not right, Xier shut up tactfully.
She thought Wu Mingyue was unhappy because of the matter of Champion Marquis.
"I hope he won't come." Wu Mingyue prayed in her heart.
Otherwise, she really didn't know how to face Jun Xiaoyao at that time.
...
At the same time.
In a quiet and pleasant courtyard in the imperial capital.
The fairy mist was faint and the rosy clouds were lingering.
There was a sacred 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 and flourished.
And Jun Xiaoyao's whole aura was even more transcendent.
His right arm seemed to be branded with fairy patterns, like the arm of a fairy.
In the distance, Qin Xuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao practicing with a surprised look on her face, and her heart was shocked.
That kind of atmosphere was too amazing.
The nine-headed lion, which had transformed into a nine-headed Shiba Inu, lay lazily on the ground, eating the meat of a spirit beast.
"The aura of the young master is too terrifying." Qin Xuan exclaimed.
"The master is a demon, and this kind of scene is nothing new." The nine-headed lion replied lazily.
At this time, Jun Xiaoyao's body shook slightly, and he also ended his practice.
In front of him, there was a pile of immortal sources that had lost their spirituality.
"Not bad, I tempered fourteen pieces of Daluo immortal bones, plus the previous six pieces, exactly twenty pieces." Jun Xiaoyao whispered.
His right arm, including wrist bones, metacarpal bones, and phalanges, had a total of twenty bones tempered into Daluo immortal bones.
The power must have increased a lot compared to before.
"It's still a bottomless pit. It would be great if I could find a fat leek." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.
But he thought about it and had not found a suitable candidate yet.
As for Ye Xingyun, Jun Xiaoyao never cared about this little character at all.
I didn't know that he had changed like that later.
"The banquet is about to start." Jun Xiaoyao stood up and walked to Qin Xuan and the nine-headed lion.
"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Where are you going, young master?" Qin Xuan asked.
"The palace, the Forbidden City for an appointment!" Jun Xiaoyao said with deep eyes.
"Appointment?" Qin Xuan was puzzled.
At this time, the nine-headed lion rolled over and stood up directly into the air.
The golden light surged, shaking the sky, and all the cultivators within a radius of ten miles were stunned.
In the divine light, a mighty and majestic nine-headed lion appeared, howling to the sky!
Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the void and sat cross-legged on the nine-headed lion.
"Why, don't you go together? This son of God said that you might be able to look forward to it." Jun Xiaoyao lowered his eyes and looked at Qin Xuan.
And Qin Xuan on the ground had already stood there like a clay sculpture.
As if she had lost her soul.
"Young Master is... the Godson of the Jun Family?!"
Qin Xuan covered her lips with her jade hands, unable to hold back her voice, blood rushed to her head, her pretty face flushed red.
Her mind was dizzy, and she almost fainted from excessive surprise, excitement, and excitement!