Chapter 1276: The Ram’s Dominance

Nu Tianhou said: "You two are being stingy, I want to give King Fu a priceless treasure!" After saying that, he smiled mysteriously, "I can't tell you what it is yet."

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe" and said, "If you don't tell me, I may not know."

Nu Tianhou was stunned: "You know?"

Zhang Jun said calmly: "Of course I know. It's just that you don't know that I know."

Nu Tianhou smiled and said: "Then I want to see if the prince knows or doesn't know later."

The three of them rode forward and soon arrived at Jinzhu Mountain in the capital and arrived at Prince Fu's Mansion. In front of the palace of Prince Fu, the river flows continuously, and the carriages and horses are like dragons. It seemed that there were many people celebrating his birthday, and it was a hundred times more lively than the Nanhai Gang Leader's birthday party. The three Zhang Juns got off their mounts, and a young man greeted them at the door with a smile, and said from a distance: "Your Majesty, the Prince of Fu, and the Marquis of Si Qing, would like to welcome the King of Nanhai, and welcome the Marquis of Nu Tian, ​​and the Marquis of Ling Tian who has come from a long distance. Please come and take a seat in the hall!"

Zhang Jun looked at the young man named Si Qinghou. He looked only in his twenties, but his actual age was definitely no more than thirty. However, he has an indifferent temperament, and judging from his cultivation level, he is at least at the level of a Taoist master. He couldn't help but secretly thought it was a pity, thinking that this person had such good qualifications, why would he embark on this ordinary path of cultivation? If he becomes a Dharma King, a Taoist Master, and even a Son of Heaven and Master along the way, his achievements will be limitless.

But now it seems that although this boy has amazing qualifications, his future growth has been set and he will not be able to impact Da Luo. With this thought in his mind, he smiled slightly and said: "The prince is a Taoist master at such a young age. It is really amazing and amazing."

Prince Fu smiled "haha" and said: "King Nanhai is so grateful. I practiced carelessly and became a Taoist master. Now I wish I could practice again so that I could become a Dharma King like King Nanhai. Unfortunately, that is impossible."

After speaking he sighed. The title of Dharma King is extremely precious, and there are very few people who can achieve the status of Dharma King throughout the ages. But now that the great age has come, many people have reached the Dharma King level, and even the Taoist level.

Zhang Jun's heart moved, and he thought to himself: It's a pity that this person is not one of my closest relatives. Otherwise, I could use my merits to help him rebuild, and he might not be able to control the core laws.

While talking, the Crown Prince invited the three Ling Tianhous into the hall. There were many people in the hall, mostly ministers and nobles. Of course they recognized Ling Tianhou and Nu Tianhou, and even more so Zhang Jun. That day, Zhang Jun had a verbal battle with Grand Sima in the court hall and was rewarded with a title, which left a deep impression on the people present. As a result, many people came forward to say hello.

Among them, an old man with a sinister look came up to him and said hello: "King of Nanhai, long time no see. I miss you very much."

Zhang Jun thought to himself, old guy, I don’t even know you, what do you miss me? Even though he thought so, he still smiled and nodded to the other party. In addition, there were some familiar people in the crowd, such as Xiang Liuwei and Ji Wenxian. Xiang Liuwei stood far away, nodded to him, but did not come over, looking very cold.

On the other hand, Ji Wenxian came over openly, spoke to Zhang Jun very affectionately, and secretly sent a message: "Brother Zhang, why did you come to the birthday banquet of King Fu? In my impression, you and King Fu don't seem to be familiar with each other. ?”

Zhang Jun said: "Ling Tianhou said before that this blessed king is a great man with many talents and a wide range of friends, so I wanted to come and make friends with him."

Ji Wenxian said: "You really shouldn't come. Although this King of Fortune is well-known, he is very strange and mysterious and behaves strangely. It's best not to get too close to him. And I heard that there is a group of mysterious secret activities, especially with King Fu’s frequent visits may be detrimental to you.”

"Hard to me?" Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows, "Besides the Jiang family, I shouldn't have offended anyone else? Why did they deal with me? And what's the reason?"

Ji Wenxian said: "Their identities are surprising. They are all members of the royal family. They are all powerful and hold great power. Even Emperor Xia is restrained by them. The group composed of these people has no name to the outside world, but to the outside world, But it calls itself the Great Temple.”

"The Great Temple?" Zhang Jun smiled scornfully, "The great Xia royal family established such an organization. What a bunch of idiots."

"They are not stupid, but they have an agenda." Ji Wenxian seemed unwilling to say more and simply said.

They were talking here, and Ren Tianzun came over there. He and Xian seemed like enemies and friends, and they both nodded slightly after meeting. Ren Tianzun said: "King of Nanhai, we meet again. I really hope to fight side by side with you, but it is a pity that Emperor Xia did not recruit my son this time."

Zhang Jun said: "I feel the same way. Crown Prince Ren has extraordinary qualifications, and his achievements in the future will be limitless. There will be people who will succeed him as king."

Ren Tianzun smiled, turned and left. However, he secretly sent a message: "King of Nanhai, I admire your character and take the risk to warn you. You cannot stay in this palace of Prince Fu for a long time and leave quickly."

Zhang Jun was secretly shocked and asked hurriedly: "Why did the prince say this?"

But Ren Tianzun stopped talking and walked away. Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. He looked around and found that everyone was talking freely and nothing was wrong. But thinking that the nine-stringed harp was playing a warning to him when he arrived, he couldn't help but be vigilant.

He pulled Ling Tianhou over and asked, "Ling Tianhou, why doesn't Prince Fu come out?"

Ling Tianhou shrugged and said: "Prince Fu always acts unexpectedly. Maybe he is preparing some activities to surprise everyone."

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "If he doesn't come out, why don't we go for a walk? I have something to tell you."

He didn't wait for Ling Tianhou to object, and pulled Ling Tianhou away, but was blocked by Prince Fu. The latter smiled and said: "Where are you two going? The birthday banquet is about to begin."

Zhang Jun let go of Ling Tianhou and said, "I want to go to the garden of the Hou Mansion to watch it. Isn't it convenient?"

Prince Fu smiled "haha": "Of course it is possible. After the birthday banquet, I will personally accompany you two there." After saying that, he clapped his hands, and the curtains at the back of the hall moved to both sides, and a group of young women began to chat there. Songs and dances. All kinds of spiritual fruits, fine wines, and delicacies were served, the ministers and nobles laughed and chatted, and the birthday banquet officially began.

Zhang Jun had no choice but to sit down and think to himself: "Then Tianzun Ren must not be deceiving me. Should I leave or continue to attend the birthday banquet?"

While he was hesitating, a middle-aged man with a broad body and a happy face came out. The middle-aged man wore a royal robe, a crown on his head, and leather boots on his feet. He smiled and held up his hands to everyone, saying: "I am late, and all the distinguished guests are surprised."

After speaking, his eyes fell on Zhang Jun and he laughed and said: "Is this the Marquis of Nanhai who killed tens of billions of demon soldiers on the Western Front, frightened the demon clan, dominated the world, and made Daxia feel proud? He is indeed a young man. A hero and a talented person, so enviable!”

This compliment made everyone's eyes fall on Zhang Jun. He stood up and said with a smile: "Prince Fu is very grateful. I definitely don't deserve the above praise."

King Fu smiled "Hehe": "You have to do it even if you don't deserve it. It's all your contribution. Looking around the world, who among the immortals of Great Xia doesn't know the reputation of the King of the South Sea? Come on, come on, I want to drink three hundred cups with you to celebrate the Western Front A great victory." Immediately, a maid offered water and Prince Fu offered an election cup in honor of Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun drank it in one sip and secretly observed his surroundings. He found that Nu Tianhou had gone somewhere, while Ling Tianhou was talking to someone not far away.

After both parties finished drinking, King Fu smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that I have a distant cousin who just came from the battlefield on the Eastern Front. He can talk about a few community songs and dance a few spear skills. He heard about your meritorious service, King of Nanhai. Unparalleled and powerful in the world, I am very envious and want to learn more from the King of Nanhai. "

After he finished speaking, a young man walked out from behind. This young man was very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, ape-like arms and wasp waist, and a face like a silver basin. He was wearing silver armor, holding a silver gun, and had a murderous aura about him, as if he had just stepped off the battlefield.

The young man took the lead and bowed his hands to Zhang Jun and said: "The last general is Gongyang alone. I have heard about the reputation of King Nanhai for a long time, so I came here to pay my respects. I hope to get some advice from the King of Nanhai so that I can gain more knowledge."

Zhang Jun is a ninth-level Dharma King, and naturally he is not worried about such trivial matters like calling for battle. He said calmly: "It turns out to be General Gongyang. How does General Gongyang want to compete with this king?"

Gongyang Duxiu waved the silver spear in his hand and said: "The young general has learned a set of spear techniques, called the Thunderbolt Magic Light Spear, and has never met an opponent on the battlefield. I heard that the King of the South China Sea's spear skills are amazing and he has killed trolls. I will finally think I want to ask for advice."

Zhang Jun said calmly: "It would be rude to dance with swords and sticks. Just now the King of Nanhai said that the general's musical skills are extraordinary. How about we compare our musical skills?"

Gongyang Duxiu was exactly what he wanted. He was secretly happy and said hurriedly: "Okay, in that case, we are better than the music!"

After saying this, two piano boys walked up carrying a piano. The body of the piano is made of dragon bones, but the strings are made of dragon tendons, releasing bursts of dragon power. As soon as they saw this harp, someone exclaimed: "Dragon bone harp!"

Some people with little knowledge can't help but ask people around them: "Where does this dragon bone harp come from?"

The person asked looked at him contemptuously, but still answered patiently: "The Dragon Bone Qin is made of dragon bones and dragon tendons left over from ancient times. It is extremely powerful and extremely precious. Even Taoist-level figures cannot play it. It is said that many noble people in Daxia want to get it, but they have never succeeded. "

After placing the dragon bone harp, Gongyang Duxiuguang sat down first and said with a smile: "Daxia has a tradition of fighting music, using music to communicate God's will and command laws. At the end of the day, I will be bold and want to fight with the prince. Please return the favor to the prince. Show mercy."

Zhang Jun said calmly: "Fists and feet have no eyes, and the music is ruthless. You just have to attack with all your strength to avoid hurting yourself."

No one else knows the details of this unique Gongyang, but they know Zhang Jun's methods. How can someone who has defeated the demon army in a row not use a few methods? So they were all looking forward to seeing what amazing methods Zhang Jun would use.

Gongyang Duxiu's ten fingers were pressed under the strings, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became solemn. An iron-blooded murderous aura filled the scene, making everyone present feel breathless, and many people's faces turned pale. Shivering slightly.

Zhang Jun's hands were still folded in his sleeves, and he just stared at the other person quietly. The nine-stringed harp should not be played lightly. Once played, it would open the eyes of those present. He planned to give the other party some opportunities to show off first.

This book was first published on Kanshu