C92 Comprehension of the heavenly dao (1/2)
Seeing Tang Yuan, wearing a sloppy blue robe and standing on the mountain peak, the worry that hung over Fang Yunlong's heart was finally relieved.
Only then did he feel physically and mentally exhausted. He staggered in the air and landed not far from the duo. He sat down cross-legged to watch the duels.
Standing opposite of Tang Yuan, the black-robed old man was the Sky Poison True Lord's Evil King. The Heavenly Poison True Lord's Evil King was the oldest and the most famous of the Tang Dynasty's three great experts.
He was tall and burly, with a square face and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a full beard. At first glance, he looked like a big, bold man, but one would not know that this was the vicious Sky Poison True Lord, famous for his poisons.
The Heavenly Poison True Lord Evil King laughed heartily, ”Awesome. Three days and three nights, a competition without rest, how awesome. My old friend should be the same, there should be no more spirit left in him, why don't we compete a bit more on our comprehension of the Dao of the Heavens? ”
Tang Yuan laughed out loud. ”Haha, heroes think alike, I want to verify your understanding towards the heavens.
Your and my cultivation techniques are compatible. Poison can be medicine, medicine can be poison, and the three thousand great daos can all be one. ” They nodded towards the Heavenly Poison True Lord's Evil King and sat cross-legged facing each other.
Evil King nodded. ”That's right, what you and I have done is completely different. Although they were all the three martial arts experts of the Tang Dynasty, they had never met or sparred with each other. Ever since Fang Ligong disappeared in a bizarre fashion, in the whole world, other than you, who else could be a match for him. ”
Hearing the Evil King mention Fang Ligong, Tang Yuan revealed a dejected look, ”The matter regarding Brother Fang, is truly a huge loss to Wu Lin.” He let out a long sigh and said, ”Sigh, the heavens are heartless, and everything is useless. If the heavens are unfair, then this old man will live a few breaths and not let the Fang family live.”
Hearing grandfather's words, Fang Yunlong felt extremely saddened. In his heart, he resolved that no matter what, he would protect grandfather's life. However, from Grandfather's words, Fang Yunlong seemed to be able to hear a trace of a profound mystery, could it be that Grandfather Qian had discovered something?
When Fang Yunlong was asking for it, a familiar heavenly sound was heard, ”Senior Tang, could it be that you know about the Fang Residence? Could it be that the Fang family is being annihilated? ” At the end of his words, he trembled.
Fang Yunlong's body trembled, his clear eyes that were like mountain spring water, his cute and adorable nose, alluring laughter, rebuking expression, small bridges and flowing music, a beautiful spirit dressed in flower and bird palaces appeared in his mind.
Etiquette Phoenix Restaurant's first meeting, Shangjing Restaurant's teaching, the internal strife within the Imperial Palace, and the life and death speech of the 800 hill were all like scenes from a movie that flashed through his mind.
Fang Yunlong looked over. Not far from the peak of the mountain, there stood a masked woman dressed in a black outfit. She was holding a guqin in her arms. She was looking at Grandpa Qian with eyes full of concern.
Fang Yunlong's heart trembled, that gaze was very familiar, wasn't this the gaze that mother was worried about every time she looked at him?
Tang Yuan looked at the lady in the distance in shock. Evil King chuckled, ”This is my granddaughter, Yimeng.
Tang Yuan looked at Yimeng deeply, and sighed: ”Brother Evil King has a successor, so you have already stepped into the [Innate] realm at such a young age. Among the young generation, if my pitiful grandson, Fang Yunlong, isn't present, then she shall be the leader.”
Yimeng's delicate body was as cold as the wind, upon hearing Tang Yuan's words, she actually swayed, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the veil in front of her red.
Evil King shook his head and sighed, ”Silly girl.” A faint voice sounded in Yimeng's ears. Yimeng's body trembled, then stopped, her expression revealing her sorrow. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked around him. There was nothing abnormal. Could it be that he was hallucinating?