Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 56: Plum Blossom Appreciation Banquet, a Shocking Incident

The palace, the sleeping palace.

Yun Menglan gently and carefully straightened Fang Heng's clothes.

She lowered her eyes, with a hint of tenderness between her brows.

It was like a virtuous wife seeing her husband off.

However, this scene made Fang Heng feel strange.

It was as if Yun Menglan, the concubine, was sending herself on a blind date.

The plum blossom viewing banquet, to put it nicely, means going to appreciate the plum blossoms.

But everyone in Yujing City knew that today's plum blossom viewing banquet was a blind date meeting between the prince and Shang Hongye.

The gambling house was already crowded with people.

"Your Highness, today is the plum blossom viewing banquet. You must make a good impression on Miss Shang."

"Even if I can't win Miss Shang's favor, at least I can't offend the Zhenbei Palace."

Yun Menglan spoke softly.

"Meng Lan, I know."

After leaving the palace, Fang Heng took a carriage.

Along the way, the wheels rolled, making a low sound.

Fang Heng's heart was calm, without a trace of nervousness.

As the saying goes, if you have no desires, you will not feel lost.

To others, Shang Hongye may be a hot commodity.

But in Fang Heng's opinion, she was definitely a hot potato.

Therefore, Fang Heng did not plan to send military books, but only asked Yun Menglan to prepare a small gift.

With his behavior, he didn't think Shang Hongye would choose him.

Soon, they arrived at Shang Mansion.

As the branch of the Zhenbei Palace in the capital, the Shang Mansion has always been heavily guarded.

Today, many formations have been set up, layer upon layer, with flashes of spiritual light.

Fang Heng glanced around and recognized three formations.

Moreover, there are more formations hidden in the dark.

It was like an invisible net covering the entire Shang Mansion.

After arriving at the Shang Mansion, Fang Heng was received by the Shang Mansion's maid.

After presenting the gifts, they were led into the garden.

The cold is getting stronger in the plum garden.

The plum trees in the garden are well-arranged and vigorous.

He looks like an old man who has experienced many hardships, but still stands proudly.

On the branches, plum blossoms are blooming.

The white plum blossoms are cold and aloof, and their petals are crystal clear, like sculptures from ice and jade.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

This is just a corner of the plum garden.

Only if you look down from a high altitude can you see the true appearance of the plum garden.

It is like thousands of layers of snow, like thousands of miles of waves.

The vast expanse of land is covered in silver, as if it had snowed heavily last night.

Fang Heng was not the first to arrive at the plum garden. He had already seen several familiar figures in the garden.

The Second Prince, the Third Prince, the Fifth Prince...

There were also several descendants of nobles and even descendants of civil officials who came to join in the fun.

From time to time, he would compose a line or two of poetry about plum blossoms.

However, for Fang Heng, who was used to reading the poems of Li Bai and Du Fu, their poems were a bit unbearable to read.

"Hello, second brother!"

"Greetings, Third Brother!"

"Greetings, Fifth Brother!"

Fang Heng took the initiative to step forward and greet his royal brothers.

"Ninth brother, I heard that the Holy Emperor Rice had a bumper harvest a few days ago, and you made an indelible contribution to it." The second prince suddenly asked.

"Second brother, you are too polite. It is all thanks to the wisdom and bravery of our father and the concerted efforts of his spiritual farmers. I am just sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor."

"Hahaha! Ninth brother, don't be so modest."

"Who doesn't know your accomplishments in spiritual farming?"

"Just now I was saying that our royal family might be about to give birth to a Shennong."

The second prince smiled heartily and was very enthusiastic towards Fang Heng.

He looked like he wanted to win over Fang Heng.

"Ninth brother, come and visit my second brother's house when you have time."

"Next time definitely!"

After exchanging pleasantries with a few people, Fang Heng felt bored and got on a pleasure boat to sail on the lake.

The lake is sparkling and dotted with plum blossoms, which is a beautiful sight.

Just when Fang Heng was enjoying the lake view alone.

Shang Hongye stood on the attic. Under her feet, a formation was flashing with spiritual light.

The formation under her feet had neither the power to kill nor the power to protect.

Its only function is to spy on the life span of everyone in the Plum Garden.

Shang Hongye hid this formation among the many formations in the Shang Mansion. Even if a grand master of formation came, he would not be able to see any clues for a while.

In Shang Hongye's sight, everyone in the Plum Garden had three lights on their bodies.

Above the head and shoulders, candlelight flickered.

These three lamps represent everyone's lifespan.

The brighter it is, the longer the life span.

Shang Hongye looked around and took in everyone's situation.

But when she saw Fang Heng, her pretty face was slightly stunned.

There were only three bright lights on Fang Heng's body, but the lights were dim.

It's like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.

This is obviously a sign of a greatly reduced lifespan.

"Grandma Tao, what do you think?" Shang Hongye asked.

Granny Tao looked in the direction of Fang Heng and her voice sank.

"This boy has only a dozen years to live, I'm afraid he won't live long."

"I think it's due to the influence of the Ten Deadly Poisons, which is similar to what I estimated before."

"Hongye, have you decided?"

Shang Hongye was silent for a moment and then nodded.

"Decided!"

After putting away the formation, Huo Yunting hurried over and reported in a low voice.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you and says he has a valuable gift for you."

A heavy gift?

Shang Hongye's expression changed slightly.

She knew exactly what the prince was thinking.

But no matter who she chooses, she will never choose the prince.

However, it is not wise to offend the prince rashly.

Shang Hongye nodded and said lightly.

"Your Highness, please come to the main hall for a chat."

"I'll be there later!"

In the main hall.

The prince sat in the main seat with an arrogant look on his face.

He played with the white porcelain blue and white teacup in his hand, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

There was an indescribable sense of pride between his brows.

Liu Qi and the Eastern Palace guards had returned to Beijing last night, and brought him the Huo family's military books.

This made the prince full of confidence.

The other princes only gave one unique copy of the military book, but he gave two.

Second brother, third brother, let me see how you can fight against me!
Not long after, Shang Hongye, dressed in a red suit, walked in with a heroic look.

"Shang Hongye, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Hongye, we will soon become a family. You don't need to be so polite."

Shang Hongye's face froze slightly.

She also didn't know where the prince got the confidence to think that they would soon become a family.

The prince smiled slightly, took out a military book and handed it over.

"Hongye, this is a rare military manual that I found especially for you. You must accept it."

Shang Hongye took a look at the military book, her pretty face was slightly stunned at first, and then she calmed down.

She shook her head slightly, with a hint of apology in her expression.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

"It's just that Hongye, I already have someone in my heart. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Shang Hongye's words were like a bolt of thunder in a clear sky to the prince.

I was so confident just now, but now I look like a clown.

Does Shang Hongye have someone in her heart?
Obviously not me!

Otherwise, why would he refuse my gift?

A surge of anger gushed out from the prince's heart.

It seemed as if it would occupy his eyes in an instant.

However, the prince quickly suppressed the anger in his heart.

The Shang Hongye in front of us represents the Zhenbei Palace.

Even if marriage is not possible, we must never offend them.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it make my second brother laugh out loud?

Although he was rejected, the prince still pretended to greet Shang Hongye before getting up and leaving.

Looking at the prince's departing back, Shang Hongye recalled the prince's reaction just now in his mind.

Although the prince concealed it well, Shang Hongye still noticed the murderous look in his eyes.

"Hey--"

Shang Hongye sighed, and the voice of Grandma Tao rang in her mind.

"Rumor has it in Yujing City that the Crown Prince is narrow-minded, mean-spirited, and unkind, not behaving like a ruler."

"Today, I see that what he said is true!"

"Grandma Tao, are you saying that His Majesty will depose the Crown Prince?"

Shang Hongye was surprised.

"Who knows?"

"Emperor Yuanchu was able to break through the Blood Sea Altar. Among all the emperors of Daqian, he can be considered a heroic ruler."

"I'm afraid he wouldn't want to see his legacy ruined by the crown prince."

……

In the pleasure boat, Fang Heng was leisurely sipping the spiritual tea.

In the distance, the lake shimmers, reflecting the blue sky and dotted with white plum blossoms.

suddenly.

A thin layer of mist rose above the lake.

At first it was just a faint wisp, floating slowly like a veil.

But in the blink of an eye, the fog spread at an astonishing speed.

It was like an invisible giant hand pressing down the entire lake.

[Avoid danger in advance] There is a reaction.

An extremely surging sense of crisis flooded into his spiritual perception.

Fang Heng, who had been looking lazy just now, became alert instantly.

"This fog... is wrong!"

In an instant, Fang Heng noticed that something was wrong with the fog.

It can actually block his divine thoughts.

Zhenbei Palace? No, it can't be Zhenbei Palace!
Unless the King of Zhenbei is courting death, if anything happens to anyone who attends this plum blossom viewing banquet, even the King of Zhenbei cannot afford it.

Fang Heng clapped his hands, and his magic power turned into a strong wind, pushing the pleasure boat towards the shore.

No matter what happened at today's plum blossom viewing banquet.

The best policy is to leave temporarily.

suddenly.

The lake under my feet kept rolling.

Bright red blood gushed out from the lake.

As if it was endless, in the blink of an eye, the entire lake turned into a sea of ​​blood.

A strong smell of blood hit me in the face.

After seeing this scene, Fang Heng finally knew who was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Worshiping the gods, the blood sea lineage.

only……

How did the Blood Sea Clan do it?
Anyone who can cause such a big commotion is definitely not an ordinary evil spirit.

Not to mention that the Shang Mansion is heavily guarded and has set up numerous formations.

The God-Slaying Formation above Yujing City alone is like a sword hanging over the heads of all the evil gods.

This time the commotion was huge, unlike the last time he encountered a small fight.

The sea of ​​blood was everywhere.

Looking around, all I see is blood.

Fang Heng pinched his fingers together and shot out a Jiamu divine thunder.

Crackling!

There was a rumbling sound of explosion in the sea of ​​blood.

The expansion of the sea of ​​blood was hindered, and seemed to be slightly dispersed.

But before Fang Heng could be happy.

The endless sea of ​​blood created a huge wave that swallowed up the Jiamu Divine Thunder.

This scene made Fang Heng's heart sink and his brows furrowed.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice was heard from the sea of ​​blood.

"Ninth Prince, Fang Heng!"

"Be good and come back with me to the Blood Sea and accept God's gift."

The rampant voice echoed above the sea of ​​blood.

Fang Heng was neither happy nor sad, he just secretly analyzed the source of the sound.

However, this cold voice seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where it came from.

"Humph--"

"You want me to worship God?"

"It all depends on how capable you are!"

Fang Heng snorted coldly, not afraid at all.

The words of the Blood Sea God just now actually gave him confidence.

Obviously, the other party did not want his life, but rather wanted to capture him alive.

For Fang Heng, this is good news amidst bad news.

"Jie Jie!"

"Ninth Prince, are you trying to delay time?"

"It's useless. This time, the six sects of the Baishendao will attack together and lay a net of heaven and earth. You can't escape even if you have wings!"

When Fang Heng heard this, his heart sank.

Are the six sects of the Shinto cult gathered together?
What do the Five Cities Divine Guards eat?
Where is the God-Slaying Formation?
Are we just going to watch helplessly as the Six Meridians Divine Evil stirs up trouble in Yujing City?

Fang Heng cursed the Five Cities Divine Guards in his heart.

The Five Cities Divine Forbidden Army is in charge of the God-Slaying Formation.

He actually allowed the evil god to cause such a big commotion. His crime is unforgivable.

Howl!
The sea of ​​blood was surging beneath my feet.

A fishy wind blew in my face.

One after another, blood-colored puppets emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

Blood puppet!
The specialty of the Blood Sea lineage.

These blood puppets are about ten feet in size, with ferocious faces, short horns on their heads, and pointed tails. They look like Shuras from the Netherworld.

Seeing the endless stream of blood puppets, Fang Heng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Using blood puppets to consume oneself is such a good plan.

However, the home court is now in the hands of the Blood Sea God.

Fang Heng had to admit in his heart that the other party was very experienced in fighting.

Its true self is hiding in the sea of ​​blood.

Up to now, Fang Heng has not found any trace of the other party.

Using blood puppets to consume oneself is a very stable fighting method.

I think he is a very cunning old man.

The whistling sound continued,

Above the sea of ​​blood, countless blood puppets crawled out from the churning blood.

They were densely packed and surged towards Fang Heng like a tide.

They brandished their claws and their eyes flashed scarlet light.

The hideous and terrifying appearance is enough to make children cry at night.

For a moment, Fang Heng was surrounded by blood puppets.

It felt like being surrounded by a huge army.

Isolated!

hiss--

Fang Heng took a deep breath, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

The magic power in the body is running wildly.

He practiced the method of the Eternal Evergreen Sutra to its extreme.

In the meridians, magic power surged like a river, continuously flowing into the palms.

Crackling!

Along with the sound of thunder, blue lightning danced on Fang Heng's fingertips.

It was like a lightning snake, winding and twisting, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

"break!"

Fang Heng shouted loudly and pushed out with both palms.

The Jiamu Divine Thunder transformed into a green lightning and roared out like a giant dragon.

Mixed with the terrifying power of thunder, it hit the bloody monster.

The blood puppet is made of blood and was bombarded by the Jiamu divine thunder.

Before he could even scream, his body was blown to pieces by the power of thunder.

It turned into blood and splashed everywhere.

"The Jiamu Divine Thunder of Changqing Temple?"

"It's really powerful!"

Xue Yeming, who was hiding in the sea of ​​blood, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Jiamu Divine Thunder.

Fang Heng was proficient in the Jiamu Divine Thunder and had already known about it in the information of the God Worshiping Dao.

He was also prepared.

But when he saw Fang Heng use the Jiamu Divine Thunder with his own eyes, he was still shocked.

It is hard to imagine that this is the thunder magic that can be performed by a cultivator in the realm of controlling objects.

If he hadn't looked at the caster, he would have thought it was the work of a cultivator in the fourth realm of the Myriad Realms.

Jiamu Divine Thunder is extremely powerful.

It is extremely strong and yang, and can restrain evil means.

The blood puppets summoned by the Blood Sea God were no match for the Jiamu Divine Thunder.

Anyone who touches it will end up being blasted into a rain of blood.

only……

There are too many blood puppets.

Every time a blood puppet dies, the sea of ​​blood beneath its feet will roll and churn.

One after another, the blood puppets crawled out from the sea of ​​blood.

They rushed towards Fang Heng one after another.

Fang Heng sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, the worst situation happened.

These blood puppets cannot be killed or destroyed.

Kill one, and another will immediately appear from the sea of ​​blood.

Continuous and endless.

This kind of attrition tactic gave him a headache.

The Jiamu Divine Thunder is quite powerful.

But he was ultimately trapped in his realm.

At the middle stage of the realm of controlling objects, it is unwise to compete with the opponent in consumption.

Fang Heng's face darkened and he looked expressionless.

He took one look at the blood puppets that looked like an army, and his heart sank.

With a wave of his left hand, blue thunder condensed in the palm of his hand.

In the sea of ​​blood.

Xue Yeming frowned when he saw this scene.

"Jiamu Divine Thunder?"

"No, this thunder technique is not the Jiamu Divine Thunder."

"Wait... could this be the Yimu Divine Thunder of the Shenxiao Sect?"

Xue Yeming was stunned and blurted out in surprise.

Fang Heng, a descendant of Changqing Temple, actually knows the thunder magic of Shenxiao School.

This is too outrageous!

The left hand is Yimu Divine Thunder.

The right hand is the Jiamu divine thunder.

This is not over yet.

Under Xue Yeming's gaze, Fang Heng raised his hands and slowly moved closer.

Put your hands together and the thunder will merge.

Seeing this scene, Xue Yeming's pupils suddenly shrank.

Fang Heng actually wanted to merge the two conflicting yin and yang thunder techniques.

This is crazy!
Isn't he afraid of death?
There was no expression of fear on Fang Heng's face.

But Xue Yeming in the sea of ​​blood could no longer sit still.

The ancestor's order was to capture Fang Heng alive and let Fang Heng listen to the oracle.

If a person were to die, his mission would have failed.

Xue Yeming had a gloomy face and had to emerge from the sea of ​​blood.

Whoosh!
A blood-red rainbow light passed through the sea of ​​blood, cut through the void, and shot towards Fang Heng.

Seeing Xue Yeming reveal his true form, Fang Heng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

Seeing this smile, Xue Yeming suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The next second, the thunder in Fang Heng's hands suddenly dissipated.

The posture of merging the two divine thunders just now was just a pretense.

Fang Heng never intended to merge the Jiamu Divine Thunder and the Yimu Divine Thunder.

What he grasped was the other party's intention to capture him alive.

"not good!"

Xue Yeming realized that something was wrong and quickly retreated, trying to hide back in the sea of ​​blood.

It's just that it's too late!
Fang Heng held the Yin-Yang Thunder Ball between his fingers and shot it towards Xue Yeming.

Two terrifying thunders instantly transformed into two green thunder dragons.

In the sea of ​​blood, the world is turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)