Chapter 523: Sansheng Mountain

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"Yao'er, you are overthinking it. I have nothing to dissatisfy with you. Go back. There are still many things to do next.｀｀し"

Thinking of the enthronement ceremony, Jun Lintian felt very happy. Everything was under his control. Even if the prince and his father were away, he would still be able to ascend the throne smoothly.

"My lord, how do you feel now? Are there no signs of promotion in your body?"

In fact, Geng Sangyao was a little confused. They should have been promoted last night, but they never were. Why?

Jun Lintian was obviously taken aback by Geng Sangyao's question. He narrowed his eyes coldly. There was indeed no sign of promotion in his body.

"My lord, just wait and see! Maybe I will be promoted as soon as possible, but I don't know for sure."

Geng Sangyao walked to Jun Lintian and held his arm.

Jun Lintian's iron arms twitched, and he hugged her and sat on the dark dragon.

"When I go back and tell you now, my current strength is enough to deal with the masters in the world."

Mu Yunxuan, Su Zimo, just wait to die!

Jun Lintian said coldly in his heart, but when he mentioned Su Zimo's name, there was always a vague throbbing pain in his heart. He hated this feeling, which seemed to block his thinking.

In Xingyue Kingdom, in Sansheng Mountain, few people know that there is a magnificent palace hidden here.

Murong Shaofeng took Xin'er to the gate of Sansheng Mountain early in the morning riding his flaming eagle and beast.

In the early morning, Sansheng Mountain is covered with white mist. Standing on the top of Sansheng Mountain and looking down, the mountains are overlapping and majestic.

The white mist is hazy, as if covered with a layer of gauze, shadowy and very beautiful.

Murong Shaofeng and Xin'er are waiting for people from the Sansheng Sect to report.

The master left the customs in advance and asked him to go up the mountain to meet him. This made Murong Shaofeng very happy. He also happened to have something to ask the master.

"Uncle Murong, this Sansheng Mountain is so beautiful."

Xin'er looked at the scenery below with a smile, and the air was very fresh.

Wearing a white dress, she is surrounded by nature, like a little fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

There is a sweet smile on her delicate and lovely face.

"Yeah!" Murong Shaofeng nodded, "Standing here, it seems that I can forget a lot of worries."

Murong Shaofeng smiled softly.

"Senior Brother Murong, does Master want Senior Brother to go in?"

The young man who came out was about twenty-five years old, and his voice was clear and clear.

Wearing a white robe, even her hair was tied up with a white ribbon, and the ribbon was left all the way to her shoulders.

He is also a handsome man with exquisite facial features and clear wheels.

He is the junior disciple of Haidong and Murong Shaofeng. He has been practicing with Yaohuang Tianzun in the Sansheng Sect all year round. His cultivation is also unpredictable.

"Thank you, junior brother!"

Murong Shaofeng picked up Xin'er and followed Haidong.

Haidong turned around and glanced at Xin'er.

"Is he the younger sister Xin'er among the three brothers and sisters that my senior brother often mentions?"

"Yes, she is Xin'er."

Murong Shaofeng introduced him as a dragon and a phoenix, with a good expression.

"Hello, uncle!" Xin'er greeted obediently! The sound is sweet to the heart.

"Hello Xin'er!"

Haidong smiled cheerfully.

Entering the main hall of Sansheng Gate, an old man in white sat cross-legged.

"Disciple pays homage to master."

Murong Shaofeng knelt down and bowed respectfully to the old man.

Yaohuang Tianzun slowly opened his eyes.

"Feng'er, you're here."

"Yes, Master."

Murong Shaofeng smiled and nodded.

Tianzun Yaohuang looked at Murong Shaofeng. When he saw Su Xin beside Murong Shaofeng, the expression on Tianzun Yaohuang's face seemed to relax a bit.

"This little girl is so pretty."

Yaohuang Tianzun looked at Xin'er with bright eyes.

"Xin'er has met Tianzun Yaohuang."

Xin'er also knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Okay! Okay, Xin'er, get up quickly."

Yaohuang Tianzun seemed to be very happy.

"Thank you Yaohuang Tianzun!"

Xin'er smiled sweetly and looked at Yao Huang Tianzun boldly and carefully.

"Haidong, take Xin'er out to play for a while first. Master has something to say to your senior brother."

"Okay!" Haidong nodded and looked at Xin'er with a smile.

"Xin'er, let's go out and play with uncle!"

"Yeah!" Xin'er nodded obediently.

"Uncle Murong, after you discuss the matter, come over to Xin'er! Xin'er went out first."

"Okay!" Murong Shaofeng nodded with a soft smile.

Yaohuang Tianzun looked at it with a smile on his face.

"Feng'er, I have never seen you smile so knowingly. It seems that this little girl's status in your heart is not low, right?"

"Master, Xin'er is the daughter of Feng'er's friend."

Murong Shaofeng explained simply. When he thought of Mo Mo, Murong Shaofeng's eyes were full of pain.

"Master, Feng'er has a friend who was cursed to death by the Witch Clan. The master is highly respected and can understand mysteries. Does the master know any way to solve it?"

Murong Shaofeng didn't know what his master wanted him to do up the mountain, but this was the question he had always wanted to ask.

Seeing the pain in his beloved disciple's eyes, what did Yaohuang Tianzun seem to see?

"Feng'er, it's not your fate, so why are you so persistent? Others will save her life, it's not your turn."

Yaohuang Tianzun's words brought Murong Shaofeng back to reality deeply and cruelly.

Murong Shaofeng's heart was constantly throbbing, and he tried his best to endure the pain in his heart, not letting Yao Huang Tianzun see the strangeness on his face.

But Yaohuang Tianzun has read countless people, so how could he not see the pain in his heart.

"Master, Feng'er has no wrong ideas. He just wants to find a solution."

"Feng'er, people's hearts are greedy. There is no fate between you. Since there is no fate, just do what you should do. Master Yi, I think the Xin'er you just brought here is very good."

"Master." Murong Shaofeng's eyes were stunned, not understanding what the master meant.

"Feng'er, I will explain these things to you in detail later. I came to the mountain with you today because I want to tell you that when the demon spirit is born, a bloody storm is inevitable."

"Master, Feng'er already knows, but the demon spirit is Jun Lintian of the Haoyue Kingdom, and he will officially ascend the throne as the Haoyue Emperor tomorrow."

Murong Shaofeng looked calm and indifferent. In this world, he was the only one who cared about Su Zimo!

"Feng'er, don't be careless. Although your Xingyue Kingdom is fine now, it doesn't mean it will be fine in the future. You must be fully prepared."

Yaohuang Tianzun said with sincerity.

There are many things that no one could have expected. Even if he could understand the secrets of heaven, he has never been able to understand Feng'er's fate. Until today, he seems to be able to see a little bit of it.