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797 Hard to Agree

Hard to Agree

Since he had already given the order to leave, Liu Pei could only bid farewell.

“I’ve made a fool of myself in front of Young Master He!” After Liu Pei left, Master Sheng Kang’s expression returned to normal. He smiled awkwardly at He Chuan.

“No worries!” He Chuan did not care.

The Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert was never recognized.

The grudge of thousands of years was still there.

Buddhist Dhyana Jing An’s sudden challenge to Great Zhao was naturally of great importance. It was understandable that the Emperor of Great Zhao valued it.

However, Great Zhao was a border country after all, and alchemy was flourishing within its borders.

With Xing Tunyue, a mid-grade Pill Master, participating in the competition tomorrow, the Emperor of Great Zhao was still worried.

From the looks of it, Buddhist Dhyana Jing An would be very difficult to deal with!

“After so many years, although I have heard of the pill refinement techniques of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert and the shortcuts to the Great Minister of Pill Dao, I have no idea what they are.” Master Sheng Kang said with a frown.

Less than 10,000 years have been since Long Jianshen founded Great Zhao.

However, with Long Jianshen’s Sword Dao and Pill Dao inheritor, his Martial Dao would definitely flourish, and his Pill Dao would not be inferior.

It was no exaggeration to say that Zhao’s Pill Dao was definitely one of the best.

Although Xing Tunyue’s Pill refinement talent was not considered outstanding, he was still the Pill Dao successor of the Long Jianshen. If he did not have the Sword Emperor’s name, he would not have been able to join the Eight Treasures Pavilion.

Otherwise, he would definitely have a place among the three great pill dao grandmasters of the Eight Treasures Pavilion!

“Under such circumstances, the Imperial Family is willing to give up their status as the overlord to discuss taking care of Great Zhao with me.”

From this point alone, Buddhist Dhyana Jing An was not easy to deal with!

“Grandpa Sheng, I think you guys are worrying too much. You’re completely boosting the morale of others and reducing your own prestige!”

Before Master Sheng Kang could finish his sentence, Yao Qiankun spoke.

How capable could an old bald donkey who came from the land of yellow sand be?

No matter how talented he is in alchemy, he can still be more powerful than our Central Plains.

Besides, Big Brother is here!

“With Big Brother here, even if Xing Tunyue can’t do it, as long as Big Brother gives a few pointers, isn’t it easy to kill the bald monk?” Yao Qiankun looked at He Chuan and said proudly.

“What nonsense are you spouting?” Upon hearing this, He Chuan raised his hand and rewarded Yao Qiankun with a brain attack as he reprimanded him.

After all, the Buddhist Kingdom had ruled the Western Desert for tens of millions of years. The strength of a large sect that could compete with martial arts was not to be underestimated!

In fact, Yao Qiankun was right. Even if Buddhist Dhyana Jing An had the ability to reach the heavens, he would have to bow to Young Master He in alchemy!

“Although I can’t help them cheat, I’m still a citizen of Great Zhao. Tomorrow’s competition concerns Great Zhao’s reputation. If we really end up at the end of our rope, I hope Young Master He can save us!” Master Sheng Kang bowed deeply to He Chuan.

“There’s no need to be so polite, Master. If Great Zhao needs it tomorrow, I’ll help!” Seeing this, He Chuan hurriedly went forward to help him up.

Although he wasn’t from Zhao, he was born in the Central Plains martial arts world. Facing the provocation of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert, he naturally wouldn’t sit idly by!

Old Chen, Wei Jianning, and the others couldn’t help but frown.

Yao Qiankun’s eyes shone with excitement.

Why does it seem that there will be a storm in tomorrow’s competition?

“This old man will thank Young Master He on behalf of Great Zhao and the Central Plains!” Master Sheng Kang bowed again.

“It looks like it’s getting late. It’s almost time to eat.” He Chuan quickly changed the topic.

“My negligence!” Master Sheng Kang reacted instantly and hurriedly led everyone downstairs to eat.

He wanted to bring He Chuan and the others to the Moon Pavilion, but He Chuan rejected him.

After all, they had just eaten at the Moon Pavilion.

Although the wine and food were all good, didn’t he still want to change his taste?

After a few modest words, Master Sheng Kang brought them to the Eight Treasures Pavilion for a meal before personally sending them to the guest rooms to rest.

After washing up, He Chuan was planning to take advantage of his spare time to study the three pills in his body.

Unexpectedly, Master Sheng Kang actually brought food and wine in, insisting on having a drink with He Chuan under the moon.

He was a mid-level Treasure Pill Master, one of the Eight Treasures Pavilion’s three great Pill Dao Grandmasters. His status was something that even the overlord of the border country had to treat him with respect.

To actually go through so much trouble and disregard everything to get close to the youth was indeed inconceivable.

Fortunately, Yao Qiankun and Wei Jianning had already witnessed He Chuan’s strength, so they were not surprised by it.

Only Sui Yuhan, Xu Ming, and Uncle Fu looked at each other.

He Chuan’s alchemy attainments were indeed extraordinary, but he could only be considered to have a broad vision. He was far from being terrifying enough to make Master Sheng Kang pester him.

It was simply too strange!

…

Master Sheng Kang was dressed neatly and waited respectfully at the guest room’s door. He waited for He Chuan to finish washing up before leading them to the palace.

The Imperial Palace of Great Zhao was exceptionally lively.

Yesterday, the competition between the Little Immortal Doctor, Tian Hanshu, and the Little Pill God, Star Yuyan, in the Eight Treasures Pavilion was merely an internal competition of the Central Plains Pill Dao. It had already attracted quite a number of spectators.

The competition between Buddhist Dhyana Jing An and Xing Tunyue represented the contest between the alchemy of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert and the Central Plains, so it was naturally more sensational.

The sky had yet to brighten, but the originally spacious square in front of the palace had already begun to gather.

By the time He Chuan and the others arrived, the entrance of the palace was already packed with people.

It could be said to be a sea of people!

“Imperial Father has specially ordered me to wait for the Divine Elder here!”

Just as he arrived at the square, a figure rushed up to him a thousand meters away from the palace gate and bowed respectfully to Master Sheng Kang.

“Thank you, Fourth Prince! You are my friends. I heard that Great Zhao was going to fight against the Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom today, so I came to watch. I wonder if you can come with me?” Master Sheng Kang pointed at He Chuan and the others behind him.

“Since you’re an old friend of mine, of course you can!” The person was dressed in a golden robe and stood tall and straight.

Although he was already in his thirties, he was handsome and had a jade-like face. He was elegant and dignified. There was a faint smile on his face from the beginning to the end as he glanced at He Chuan.

Other than meeting Sui Yuhan a few times, he didn’t know anyone else.

He only nodded slightly at Sui Yuhan, and then his eyes fell on Old Chen.

Illusion Realm martial artist?

The person who looked like an old servant following behind the youth was actually an Illusionary Realm martial artist?

Zhang Changan’s brows contracted, and an undetectable trace of fear flashed across his eyes!

There were six realms in the path of martial arts.

Primordial Realm, Mystic Realm, Illusion Realm, Departure Realm, Emperor Qingwei Realm, and Ascension Celestial Realm!

There was a huge difference between each realm.

Although there are powerful officials from the end of the border country, and there may even be Emperor Realm martial artists, they are still in the minority and extremely rare.

This was because the martial artists who dominated the border country had to be in the Illusion Realm.

Illusion Realm was divided into nine minor realms, nine levels, and nine avatars.

Nine combined into one, it was the Departure Realm!

Illusory realm cultivators were basically divided into three levels, which were the Upper Three Trigrams of the Celestial Being, the Middle Three Trigrams of the Earth Immortal, and the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit.

If it was the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit, it was common in the border country. Although it wasn’t rare, it had a high status.

Middle Three Trigrams of the Earth Immortal were often in important positions with high authority.

As for the Upper Three Trigrams of the Celestial Being, they were treated like royalty!

However, Zhang Changlong was only a late-stage Profound Realm martial artist. He could only deduce that Old Chen was an Illusion Realm martial artist from his majestic and terrifying aura. However, he had no idea if he was a Human Spirit, an Earth Immortal, or a Celestial Being.

However, it was also because of this that he had to be 120% focused and focused on dealing with it.

Even the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit could be considered a tyrannical power in the border country.

Such a powerful existence was actually standing behind He Chuan, looking like a respectful old servant. From this, it could be seen that the identity and background of this white-robed youth in front of him were not simple!

797 Hard to Agree

Hard to Agree

Since he had already given the order to leave, Liu Pei could only bid farewell.

“I’ve made a fool of myself in front of Young Master He!” After Liu Pei left, Master Sheng Kang’s expression returned to normal. He smiled awkwardly at He Chuan.

“No worries!” He Chuan did not care.

The Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert was never recognized.

The grudge of thousands of years was still there.

Buddhist Dhyana Jing An’s sudden challenge to Great Zhao was naturally of great importance. It was understandable that the Emperor of Great Zhao valued it.

However, Great Zhao was a border country after all, and alchemy was flourishing within its borders.

With Xing Tunyue, a mid-grade Pill Master, participating in the competition tomorrow, the Emperor of Great Zhao was still worried.

From the looks of it, Buddhist Dhyana Jing An would be very difficult to deal with!

“After so many years, although I have heard of the pill refinement techniques of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert and the shortcuts to the Great Minister of Pill Dao, I have no idea what they are.” Master Sheng Kang said with a frown.

Less than 10,000 years have been since Long Jianshen founded Great Zhao.

However, with Long Jianshen’s Sword Dao and Pill Dao inheritor, his Martial Dao would definitely flourish, and his Pill Dao would not be inferior.

It was no exaggeration to say that Zhao’s Pill Dao was definitely one of the best.

Although Xing Tunyue’s Pill refinement talent was not considered outstanding, he was still the Pill Dao successor of the Long Jianshen. If he did not have the Sword Emperor’s name, he would not have been able to join the Eight Treasures Pavilion.

Otherwise, he would definitely have a place among the three great pill dao grandmasters of the Eight Treasures Pavilion!

“Under such circumstances, the Imperial Family is willing to give up their status as the overlord to discuss taking care of Great Zhao with me.”

From this point alone, Buddhist Dhyana Jing An was not easy to deal with!

“Grandpa Sheng, I think you guys are worrying too much. You’re completely boosting the morale of others and reducing your own prestige!”

Before Master Sheng Kang could finish his sentence, Yao Qiankun spoke.

How capable could an old bald donkey who came from the land of yellow sand be?

No matter how talented he is in alchemy, he can still be more powerful than our Central Plains.

Besides, Big Brother is here!

“With Big Brother here, even if Xing Tunyue can’t do it, as long as Big Brother gives a few pointers, isn’t it easy to kill the bald monk?” Yao Qiankun looked at He Chuan and said proudly.

“What nonsense are you spouting?” Upon hearing this, He Chuan raised his hand and rewarded Yao Qiankun with a brain attack as he reprimanded him.

After all, the Buddhist Kingdom had ruled the Western Desert for tens of millions of years. The strength of a large sect that could compete with martial arts was not to be underestimated!

In fact, Yao Qiankun was right. Even if Buddhist Dhyana Jing An had the ability to reach the heavens, he would have to bow to Young Master He in alchemy!

“Although I can’t help them cheat, I’m still a citizen of Great Zhao. Tomorrow’s competition concerns Great Zhao’s reputation. If we really end up at the end of our rope, I hope Young Master He can save us!” Master Sheng Kang bowed deeply to He Chuan.

“There’s no need to be so polite, Master. If Great Zhao needs it tomorrow, I’ll help!” Seeing this, He Chuan hurriedly went forward to help him up.

Although he wasn’t from Zhao, he was born in the Central Plains martial arts world. Facing the provocation of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert, he naturally wouldn’t sit idly by!

Old Chen, Wei Jianning, and the others couldn’t help but frown.

Yao Qiankun’s eyes shone with excitement.

Why does it seem that there will be a storm in tomorrow’s competition?

“This old man will thank Young Master He on behalf of Great Zhao and the Central Plains!” Master Sheng Kang bowed again.

“It looks like it’s getting late. It’s almost time to eat.” He Chuan quickly changed the topic.

“My negligence!” Master Sheng Kang reacted instantly and hurriedly led everyone downstairs to eat.

He wanted to bring He Chuan and the others to the Moon Pavilion, but He Chuan rejected him.

After all, they had just eaten at the Moon Pavilion.

Although the wine and food were all good, didn’t he still want to change his taste?

After a few modest words, Master Sheng Kang brought them to the Eight Treasures Pavilion for a meal before personally sending them to the guest rooms to rest.

After washing up, He Chuan was planning to take advantage of his spare time to study the three pills in his body.

Unexpectedly, Master Sheng Kang actually brought food and wine in, insisting on having a drink with He Chuan under the moon.

He was a mid-level Treasure Pill Master, one of the Eight Treasures Pavilion’s three great Pill Dao Grandmasters. His status was something that even the overlord of the border country had to treat him with respect.

To actually go through so much trouble and disregard everything to get close to the youth was indeed inconceivable.

Fortunately, Yao Qiankun and Wei Jianning had already witnessed He Chuan’s strength, so they were not surprised by it.

Only Sui Yuhan, Xu Ming, and Uncle Fu looked at each other.

He Chuan’s alchemy attainments were indeed extraordinary, but he could only be considered to have a broad vision. He was far from being terrifying enough to make Master Sheng Kang pester him.

It was simply too strange!

…

Master Sheng Kang was dressed neatly and waited respectfully at the guest room’s door. He waited for He Chuan to finish washing up before leading them to the palace.

The Imperial Palace of Great Zhao was exceptionally lively.

Yesterday, the competition between the Little Immortal Doctor, Tian Hanshu, and the Little Pill God, Star Yuyan, in the Eight Treasures Pavilion was merely an internal competition of the Central Plains Pill Dao. It had already attracted quite a number of spectators.

The competition between Buddhist Dhyana Jing An and Xing Tunyue represented the contest between the alchemy of the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Desert and the Central Plains, so it was naturally more sensational.

The sky had yet to brighten, but the originally spacious square in front of the palace had already begun to gather.

By the time He Chuan and the others arrived, the entrance of the palace was already packed with people.

It could be said to be a sea of people!

“Imperial Father has specially ordered me to wait for the Divine Elder here!”

Just as he arrived at the square, a figure rushed up to him a thousand meters away from the palace gate and bowed respectfully to Master Sheng Kang.

“Thank you, Fourth Prince! You are my friends. I heard that Great Zhao was going to fight against the Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom today, so I came to watch. I wonder if you can come with me?” Master Sheng Kang pointed at He Chuan and the others behind him.

“Since you’re an old friend of mine, of course you can!” The person was dressed in a golden robe and stood tall and straight.

Although he was already in his thirties, he was handsome and had a jade-like face. He was elegant and dignified. There was a faint smile on his face from the beginning to the end as he glanced at He Chuan.

Other than meeting Sui Yuhan a few times, he didn’t know anyone else.

He only nodded slightly at Sui Yuhan, and then his eyes fell on Old Chen.

Illusion Realm martial artist?

The person who looked like an old servant following behind the youth was actually an Illusionary Realm martial artist?

Zhang Changan’s brows contracted, and an undetectable trace of fear flashed across his eyes!

There were six realms in the path of martial arts.

Primordial Realm, Mystic Realm, Illusion Realm, Departure Realm, Emperor Qingwei Realm, and Ascension Celestial Realm!

There was a huge difference between each realm.

Although there are powerful officials from the end of the border country, and there may even be Emperor Realm martial artists, they are still in the minority and extremely rare.

This was because the martial artists who dominated the border country had to be in the Illusion Realm.

Illusion Realm was divided into nine minor realms, nine levels, and nine avatars.

Nine combined into one, it was the Departure Realm!

Illusory realm cultivators were basically divided into three levels, which were the Upper Three Trigrams of the Celestial Being, the Middle Three Trigrams of the Earth Immortal, and the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit.

If it was the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit, it was common in the border country. Although it wasn’t rare, it had a high status.

Middle Three Trigrams of the Earth Immortal were often in important positions with high authority.

As for the Upper Three Trigrams of the Celestial Being, they were treated like royalty!

However, Zhang Changlong was only a late-stage Profound Realm martial artist. He could only deduce that Old Chen was an Illusion Realm martial artist from his majestic and terrifying aura. However, he had no idea if he was a Human Spirit, an Earth Immortal, or a Celestial Being.

However, it was also because of this that he had to be 120% focused and focused on dealing with it.

Even the Lower Three Trigrams of the Human Spirit could be considered a tyrannical power in the border country.

Such a powerful existence was actually standing behind He Chuan, looking like a respectful old servant. From this, it could be seen that the identity and background of this white-robed youth in front of him were not simple!