Chapter 715 Throne
Chapter 715 Throne
"Don't worry, he's dead. It's in the next room. His heart was still beating when he came ashore, but now it's not beating anymore."
After hearing this, Liang Qu's dizziness eased a little, and the ten double images disappeared by a large margin, and he felt a little more comfortable.
Just die.
Die peacefully.
"Are there any remnants?"
The Grandmaster's remnants are quite valuable, no less than the spiritual materials of great demons, and can at least be used to forge a top-level spiritual weapon.
If you don't like it, it's a good idea to sell it.
Cangzhou is rich, so maybe we can make some money locally.
Xu Zishuai shook his head: "I'm not sure. The doctor said that the attack of the Martial Saint has the effect of destroying the enemy's spirit. We have to wait for a while to see if there is any residual."
Liang Qu's thoughts were interrupted for a moment.
Everyone knew the situation and didn't say much, just waiting quietly.
A few moments.
"Grandmaster of Heaven and Man?"
"How can that be possible? An ordinary master has a bone age of about a hundred years old, not even a great master."
Liang Qu was stunned: "Just a master?"
"Hmm." Xu Zishuai shrugged. "Let's not talk about the Heavenly Master. If a Grand Master came, our sect might be drowned today. If the master accepts another disciple, he can start from the third one again."
Everyone laughed.
Liang Qu wanted to laugh, but as soon as he laughed his head hurt, his vision became blurry, and a strong urge to vomit came over him. He took a deep breath and collapsed, looking at the intricate patterns on the wooden shelf.
"Is there any water?"
"Junior brother, don't be discouraged. Sooner or later, you will become a Grandmaster. You are just as powerful as me. You should be happy that you have survived this catastrophe." Cao Rang brought warm tea. "Besides, seeing the Grandmaster's divine power today proves that Master is more powerful than we thought, right?"
Liang Qu grinned: "That makes sense!"
After drinking the tea, the pain was relieved by another 30%.
Seeing that Liang Qu was talkative and cheerful, everyone put aside their worries, found a seat to sit down, and started chatting.
"It was really dangerous today. I was so scared that I broke out in a sweat. Ah Shui, who is your white ape friend? He is so powerful. The Ghost Mother Cult and the Jiaolong forces are looking for him? Is there a dragon ball hidden on him?"
Long Eying and Long Binglin looked towards Liangqu.
Although we know that the white ape is Liang Qu, the "deep hatred" between the dragon and the white ape is indeed puzzling.
The only apparent connection between the two is the conflict over the killing of a snake demon in Xiangyi County.
But let alone beheading a snake demon, even killing a great master demon wouldn't be that difficult, right?
Liang Qu shook his head: "Today's incident is essentially because Jiaolong wants to find the white ape. Previously, Jiaolong offered a reward to Jianghuai Lake, using a piece of land in the east in exchange for the white ape's head, and asked the Ghost Mother Cult to take action. Maybe there are other benefits in secret, just like what happened to Ning Chaoqing last time."
Live like a dragon; die like a dragon.
It is better to do less than more. The more you go with the flow, the greater the trend. The more you do, the more mistakes you make. The more tails you leave, the less benefit you will gain. The Ghost Mother Sect will shrink if it can and will not expose itself voluntarily.
Look at that posture.
Without the dragon, Ning Chaoqing's father would definitely not have traveled thousands of miles to Cangzhou to wait for his son.
But without the dragon, he would not have asked the white ape for information and given it a chance to turn the situation around.
The wages of avarice is death.
The white ape is both a death warrant and a life-saving talisman at the critical moment.
The stronger the opponent is, the more benefits of a stable situation are at your fingertips, and they will be less likely to attack you with a killing move.
Both father and son died from this cause.
"As for its origins..." Liang Qu paused, "Whether the Jiaolong has transformed into a dragon or not, as long as it grows normally, it can generally forcibly seize the throne of Huaijiang."
Can you seize the throne by growing up normally?
Long Binglin and Long Eying's eyes flickered.
Xu Zishuai and the others didn't quite understand what he said, but it sounded pretty awesome.
"Your white ape friend has been following us?"
"He came to the capital to look for me a few days ago and brought me some precious plants. It's a good opportunity for us to go back together."
"How come all the monsters under the water seem to know you?"
Liang Qu thought for a moment and said: "Water flows to wetness, fire flows to dryness. Clouds follow the dragon, and wind follows the tiger."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm still panting when I say you're fat."
Chat a little.
Deng Yingshen, the governor of Cangzhou, and the heads of the Wang and Li families and several other families all rushed to the scene to show their concern for Liang Qu's recovery.
A crowd rumbled into the room, more than a dozen of them, surrounding the room so tightly that those at the back of the line couldn't even see what they looked like.
The green smoke from the incense burner drifted diagonally. If the Ghost Mother hadn't come here, the two sides might not have had a chance to meet.
Liang Qu supported himself on the bed and sat up a little higher.
"When I came here, I heard from my Sixth Senior Brother that anyone passing through Cangzhou, regardless of whether they are from the underworld or the white world, whether they are traveling by water or road, must all lower their flags and pass quietly. Otherwise, no matter how capable or famous you are, you will fall flat on your face. Liang didn't believe it, and today I really fell flat on my face."
Deng Yingshen didn't know Liang Qu's character, and couldn't guess whether he was joking or trying to implicate someone, so he said, "Don't take what people say seriously. Don't take it seriously."
"No matter how powerful Cangzhou is, it is only a state. How can it compare with the rest of the world?"
"The word Kung Fu is a horizontal and vertical word. Since Sir Liang is standing, how could he be the one who fell?"
Everyone is a talent.
Liang Qu found what he heard interesting and wanted to continue the conversation.
But the more I want to say, the more my head starts to hurt.
"I'm sorry, I have a really bad headache today. Thank you all for helping to salvage the boat. Lord Deng and the heads of the families, don't worry, this is an unprovoked disaster for you all. Who could have expected that the Ghost Mother Cult would be willing to send its master to attack us? I will report it in a letter later, so as not to cause the court to vent their anger. After the investigation is clear, let's lift the closure of the river as soon as possible. If it is closed for too long, it will only cause resentment."
"Mr. Liang is very generous!"
Deng Yingshen really wanted Liang Qu to write now to avoid the court's punishment, but he did not dare to urge him. He repeatedly told Liang Qu to rest well and walked out of the room.
The room was quiet.
The smoke rose straight up.
"Time is also destiny..."
Liang Qu asked Long Yao to get paper and pen, while he lay on the bed and looked at the sky.
He suddenly thought of Uncle Chen.
In a blink of an eye, even strangers I didn't even know were nervous and concerned about my life and safety. They were not just pretending, but were really worried.
Long Li brought a small table and ground the ink.
Liang Qu wrote a simple letter and was about to stamp it: "My official seal didn't fall into the water, did it?"
"Don't worry, sir. It's not lost."
Liang Qu nodded slightly, but soon remembered something.
Time bug!
"Where is the bamboo tube on the boat?"
A small mirage dragon flew in from outside, grabbed the edge of the bamboo tube with its claws, and landed on the table.
Bang bang bang!
The bamboo tube shakes.
Liang Qu breathed a sigh of relief.
The twelve great achievements cannot be lost.
……
The matter of the blood river fermented very quickly.
Within a day, all the people in Cangzhou knew that the man whose ship sank in the morning was the 18-year-old martial artist Liang Qu who had caused a sensation during the New Year holidays!
The Ghost Mother Sect Master ambushed, but was killed on the spot!
The hundred-foot-long blood vortex is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth during the battle!
Cangzhou is a martial country with tough people.
I especially like to talk about the things here. People who practice cultivation can still explain the ins and outs of it, but ordinary people don’t understand. They only know that Liang Qu hunted tigers and defeated Zhenxiang. He was really a famous and awesome hero!
The merchant ships that were allowed to pass were aware of the seriousness of the event and felt both relieved and fearful.
The methods of the Martial Saint and the might of the Grandmaster.
It's almost like running fast.
If I had been closer, I would have been turned into dust on the spot.
The next day.
The court learned the news.
The noon court ceremony was held again that day.
The government and the public looked sideways.
"I said this kid is capable. He did something big right out of the gate."
Sparks were flying in the corner of the training ground. Meng Qiang heard the news, peeled off the charcoal skin, took a bite of the fragrant roasted sweet potato, and marveled at it.
Day three.
The emperor's envoy brought the ten small woods of good fortune to Cangzhou.
(End of this chapter)