On this day, the whole Shuo city was looking for a shopkeeper who sold bitter wine.

Everyone wants to buy a pot of bitter wine worth 100,000 spirit crystals.

Even though this bitter wine is actually useless, it is worse than ordinary fine wine.

Everyone knows that this wine is only owned by Longteng Hou Chen Tianhao in the world. He will sell ten kilograms of it a year, and one kilogram will cost one hundred thousand spiritual crystals.

Yesterday, the production volume for the next hundred years was already booked, and several nobles even almost had a falling out over a pound of bitter wine.

Bitters.

In the splendid imperial city, the main hall was brightly lit, and sitting high on it was the Emperor of Dali, Chang Houde, who had reached the late stage of out-of-body cultivation.

In front of him was a wine pot, and in the wine pot was the bitter wine that Chen Tianhao drank at the banquet yesterday. It was the bitter wine worth one hundred thousand spirit crystals per pound.

"The best taste in the world is pure joy. Ke'er, do you think this wine is bitter?" Holding the wine glass in his hand, Chang Houde looked at the girl in palace clothes beside him.

This girl looked to be less than twenty years old, with a childlike look on her face. When she heard Chang Houde's words, she wrinkled her little nose and giggled: "Grandpa, do you really believe what that guy said? I think he is

A big liar."

As she spoke, she raised her fingers and said: "One pound of one hundred thousand spirit crystals. He only sells ten pounds a year on the surface, but secretly he can sell one thousand pounds or ten thousand pounds. How many spirit crystals is that?

"

Seemingly frightened by his own thoughts, Ke'er exclaimed: "This guy is really a big profiteer!"

Chang Houde was amused by Kerr, smiled softly, and put the wine in the glass into his mouth.

"This wine has no spirit at all, nor any morality at all." Chang Houde's face slowly became serious, and he clenched the wine glass tightly and said, "But this wine is really worth one hundred thousand spiritual crystals per catty."

Is it really that valuable?

Ke'er was startled. Just when he was about to ask more questions, Chang Houde changed the subject and said, "Ke'er, who should I give this Da Li to?"

To whom should Dali be entrusted? Who dares to answer this question?

Ke'er quickly said: "Grandpa Zu, this Dali is yours, it has always been."

Chang Houde shook his head and looked at Ke'er with a hint of doting in his eyes.

"No matter if I can break through this time, Dali will have to change its master. The prince has cultivated enough, but he is too concerned about the path and is not very interested in Dali. Prince Jing, on the contrary, is too obsessed with Dali.

. King Yong, you performed well."

Chang Houde commented one by one, which made Keer tremble all over. If he heard these words too many times, he would have nightmares at night.

"Tell me, which of the three of them is suitable?"

After understanding Chang Houde's words, Ke'er knew that he had to answer.

His Majesty's temperament is not really gentle.

"Uncle Prince Zu, right?" Ke'er said with some uncertainty.

"The prince is too close to the Taoist sect. Da Li doesn't need the crown prince." Chang Houde shook his head.

"Then Prince Jing, Prince Jing is decisive in killing and is in charge of the Heavenly Army. He is very capable." Ke'er said following Chang Houde's words.

"He relies too much on those old guys, and the power of the royal family will become his shackles." Chang Houde also shook his head.

"So, King Yong?" Although King Yong is always up and down, no one has ever thought highly of him. Does the emperor think highly of him?

"People without strength will never have a chance." Chang Houde also denied.

Then what do you want me to choose? Ke'er shut up.

"Haha, Ke'er, you go to Long Tenghou's house and invite him over."

"Yes." Ke'er felt much relieved after being able to leave this oppressive hall.

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Taixuanzong, the view of purity.

"Zongzhu Chen, it's a good thing that you join the Xuanzong branch and return to Taixuanzong, but if you participate in the competition, it's probably unnecessary, right?" Xuan Zhenzi looked at Chen Tianhao in front of him and said with a headache.

Yes, there are only two of you brought here from Tenglong, but no one can see through your own cultivation level, and Qin Shuang next to you is even more ridiculously powerful. How can you compete in the competition?

"Hey, of course I have to participate in the Grand Competition. The Eighteenth Taixuan Sect, I have returned to Xuanzong. If I don't participate in the Grand Competition, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?" Chen Tianhao waved his hands and said repeatedly.

"Sect Master Chen, if you participate in the competition, your other seventeen sects will have no way to go." The speaker was Xuan Mingzi, one of the seven Taixuan disciples, who was born in Dacheng Peak.

"That's right, if you, Sect Master Chen, come on stage, you will really lose your status. If Senior Brother Qin Shuang comes on stage, then everyone won't have to compete." Xuan Huzi, another one of the Seven Taixuan Sons, said teasingly.

Qin Shuang can defeat the Taixuan Sect's formation alone and defeat the seven Taixuan disciples in a single battle. Is it a joke to ask him to participate in a competition with those disciples?

Qin Shuang stood behind Chen Tianhao with an expressionless face, unmoved.

Eight years ago, Qin Shuang was a lonely cultivator who came to Tianhao City and was found to have extraordinary talent. His talent was in the way of swordsmanship.

Chen Tianhao personally came forward and invited the most famous swordsman in the world to teach him.

In those years, Tianhao City had a sword cultivator with Nascent Soul or above giving lessons almost every month, and Tianhao City almost became a big city for sword cultivators.

Later, in order for Qin Shuang to refine his sword intention, Chen Tianhao took him to Huangquan and the Demon Realm.

Killing is the best method.

The more people kill, the more likely they are to kill.

When Qin Shuang returned, a sword cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul could not stand in front of his murderous intent.

Chen Tianhao asked Qin Shuang whether he was satisfied with his current life and whether he would like to be himself again.

Qin Shuang did not answer directly, but left the Tenglong Territory for half a year. Half a year later, he returned to Tianhao City, held the apprenticeship ceremony to Chen Tianhao, and became his personal guard. At the same time, he received the Shangxuan Sect Master's Token given to him by Chen Tianhao.

Yes, in fact, the current head of Shangxuan Sect is Qin Shuang.

This is also the reason why Chen Tianhao brought Qin Shuang to Taixuan Sect.

As for participating in the competition, Chen Tianhao originally didn't care, but when he saw the long stick, he decided to participate in the competition.

Not many things he decides can be changed, at least not many in this spiritual world.

"Let's do this. I'll train a few disciples and you can find a place for me." Chen Tianhao said leisurely.

Cultivating disciples? Xuan Zhenzi and the others looked at each other and then at Qin Shuang, aren't these your disciples too? Maybe you still have a bunch of disciples in Tianhao City that you haven't recruited, so it would be meaningless to say so.

"What I mean is that I will select a few of the original disciples of Taixuan Sect to be my disciples and participate in the competition in a month's time."

so?

"Since Sect Master Chen has said this, if we continue to insist, it will be disrespectful to Sect Master Chen."

Sect Master Chen will go to Cave Heaven to talk about it. As for choosing disciples, I will make arrangements."

Give Chen Tianhao a few more masters. Then he will win a few more games and his face will be brighter.
Chapter completed!