Chapter 451 Invitation to Battle

As we all know, the previous Qingyun Hall has long been destroyed by the Immortal League, leaving only a statue of the ancestor who has been passed down for thousands of years, standing alone.

Walking into Qingyun Square, I saw a magnificent and magnificent palace in the eyes of everyone.

The lacquered red columns, golden walls, complex seal carvings, lifelike paintings, everything gives Xia Houtian a new feeling.

"Ead Elder Kong Xia is really bothered!" Xia Houtian sighed.

"Yes, since the younger brother left, the master has been sleepless all night, only hoping to rebuild the Qingyun faction. After half a year of hard work, he finally got what he wanted!" Zhang Ming added.

Suddenly, the two wide gates of the hall opened, making a squeaking sound, and a group of six people came out.

"Uncle, you are finally back!" Kong Xia said hello.

"Everage Kong, don't do this. Although Xia Houtian has such a generation, he is worthy of it. Let's give up the name of uncle." Xia Houtian was ashamed.

"There is a saying that etiquette cannot be abandoned, and rudeness does not make a circle. Uncle, you don't need to be humble!" Kong Xia explained.

Since ancient times, Xia Houtian has been the only disciple of Gu Hong, who is far above Kong Xia, but he is well-deserved.

Seeing Kong Xia insisting, Xia Houtian had to give up. He shook his head helplessly and continued to say, "Qingyun School can rely on the efforts of Elder Kongxia today. Xiahou Tian admires!"

Along the way, the Qingyun School has a prosperous image. The same family is harmonious, the aura is abundant, and the spirit of practice is prevalent. I don't know how much better than before.

"Uncle, please inside!" Kong Xia invited.

As everyone stepped into the Qingyun Hall, the door of the hall closed, leaving only some new disciples outside the door, who were curious about the identity of Xia Houtian and others.

"Wow, what did I see just now? It was greeted by many elders in person. Is it possible to teach others?" A young disciple said.

"I don't look like it. Didn't I hear Kong Daizhang call it uncle? I think it's like a senior in my family!" Another disciple retorted.

For a while, many disciples joined the discussion, as if they held their own words and did not give in to each other.

"Enough, what do you know? This person is the elder I sent - Xia Houtian, why don't you leave!" A majestic voice came, and many disciples immediately dispersed.

If Xia Houtian could see it, he would definitely be surprised, because this person is Xia Houtian's younger brother - Xia Houfeng.

When many new disciples dispersed, Xia Houfeng took a deep look at the closed hall and left firmly in his eyes.

Everything in the past was so ridiculous in Xia Houfeng's heart. What is ridiculous is that until now, he has only understood the true meaning of cultivating immortals.

The winner is the king, and strength determines everything!

In the Qingyun Hall, the mud-yellow statue of the ancestor stood high, calm but majestic. Xia Houtian slowly walked to the statue and gave a deep salute.

Looking around the whole hall, the golden walls on all sides are detailed depicting the scene of the disaster of the Qingyun School, one by one, as if to warn everyone that it is not easy to come today.

There is a saying: break and stand!

Kong Xia firmly believes that after this disaster, although the Qingyun School has been hit hard, and there are few disciples left, those left are all elites, and they will definitely revive the Qingyun School and stand proudly in the Middle Land.

After worshiping the ancestor, Xia Houtian slowly walked to the red case in front of the statue, picked up three incense sticks, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Empty Kong, why are you so eager to recall us?"

Xia Houtian received Kong Xia's flying sword biography. Although it was on the surface that it was about the succession ceremony, Xia Houtian understood that if that's all, there was no need for such urgent words.

"Uncle, please look at this!" Kong Xia said and took out something from his sleeve, which was a milky white jade slip.

Xia Houtian took Yu Jian doubtfully, and his consciousness easily penetrated into it. His indifferent look immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a deep solemnity.

Seeing Xia Houtian's solemn face, Bing Ying and Zi Xin immediately stepped forward and asked softly, "Tian (Brother Tian), what happened?"

"Lu Xian invited me to fight on the top of Taihua at the end of this month!" Xia Houtian said word by word.

"What? Lu Xian? But the leader of the Immortal League - Lu Xian?!" Zixin guessed.

"That's right, several elders of the Fairy League lost their lives. Lu Xian wants to ask for an explanation!" Xia Houtian said.

For a while, the group was excited. Not only Huang De and others, but also the five elders behind Kong Xia also scolded Lu Xian for being shameless!

On the contrary, Kong Xia was as silent as gold and did not say a word.

"Elege Kong, what do you think?" Xia Houtian asked for the way.

Kong Xia's calm face showed a trace of struggle, half a sound, as if he had made a decision, and said with relief, "Oh, the Qingyun School has just been rebuilt, and it really can't stand any twists and turns! If it can be a few years, I can guarantee that the Qingyun School will stand proudly on the top of the Middle-earth!"

"What? Kong Xia, what do you mean? Are you going to watch my eldest brother die? Chen Lun scolded.

Kong Xia did not refute, but did not admit it.

"Wo! Xiahou Xiandi was born and died for your Qingyun faction, and he actually got such a result. Pooh, what a famous family decent, bullshit!" Li Fang said angrily.

Kong Xia's face was pale, but he still didn't say a word. Xiahou Tian stared at Kong Xia quietly and said, "Elegant Kong, Xiahou Tian knows what to do! Say goodbye!"

Walking to the door, Xia Houtian suddenly turned around and finally said, "I hope my nephew can remember what you said. The Qingyun faction must stand proudly on the top of Middle-earth!"

"Uncle, don't worry, Kong Xia guarantees his life!" Kong Xia swore.

"Hence, I won't attend the succession ceremony. Is the Tiange still there?" Xia Houtian responded.

"It hasn't moved. Uncle can use it!" Kong Xia said.

"Thank you very much!"

In the First World War half a year ago, the immortal alliance lost soldiers and generals, which can be said to be a disgretched. Even Lu Xian's vitality was greatly damaged. It can be said that stealing chickens can't eat rice.

For Xia Houtian, Lu Xian has been difficult to put down. Unexpectedly, he gradually turned into a heart demon and was difficult to pull out. As a last resort, he was under the pressure of the immortal alliance and invited to fight on the top of Taihua.

The top of Taihua is located in the northeast of Qingyun School, about a thousand miles away, at an altitude of thousands of feet. It is a well-deserved peak in Middle-earth. Lu Xian invited to fight here, obviously not to be disturbed.

Back to the familiar Tiange, Xia Houtian still didn't say a word and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Big brother, Lu Xian is so strong that he can't compare with ordinary people. Don't be careless!" Qian Kun persuaded him.

Qian Kun is afraid of Xia Houtian's impulse for a while. After all, they also have a deep understanding of the strength of Lu Xian. It can be said that there are very few people who can control immortality with the ability of immortals. If it hadn't been for the change of immortality, I'm afraid that none of the people would have survived.

"That's right, brother, don't be impulsive!" Ping Batian also persuaded him. Obviously, he was not very optimistic about Lu Xian's invitation to war.

"Brother Tian, don't worry. At worst, I will send a message to my father. Since the Qingyun faction doesn't protect you, Beihai Ice Palace will protect you!" Bing Ying said with concern.

"That's right, brother. The Beihai Ice Palace is known as the first palace in the north, which is not much worse than the Fairy League!" Chen Lun echoed.

"Okay, be quiet. I'm free to argue about this!" Xia Houtian said.

"But big brother, I..." Chen Lun seemed to still have something to say, but was stopped by Lan Xin.

"You all go down and have a rest first. I want to be quiet alone!" After saying that, Xia Houtian turned around and walked into the back hall.

In fact, at the moment of learning the message, Xia Houtian had made a decision. Kong Xia's ability is beyond doubt. Xia Houtian believes that handing over the Qingyun faction to him will definitely be revitalized. What is missing is time.

What Qingyun School and Kong Xia lack is time. After a battle half a year ago, the Qingyun School can no longer withstand another heavy hit. If it hadn't been for helplessness, Kong Xia would not have taken this worst.

Xia Houtian understands that as a disciple of the Qingyun School, although the Qingyun School owes him a lot, it has attracted the kindness to him. At such a critical moment, as a disciple of Guhong, he should not or stay out of the matter.

At this moment, Xia Houtian's words still echoed in Gu Hong's ears: "I'll give you the Qingyun School!"

is a heavy trust, more like a belief, a lifelong belief!

When he returned to Qingyun this time, he wanted to use the land of the sect to reshape his body for his eldest brother Du Guhan, but time was tight. Although the top of Taihua was not far away, he had to go in advance. After all, he knew his military skills and knew his enemy before he could win a hundred battles!

Reshaping the body is time-consuming and labor-intensive. I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete it smoothly for more than ten days.

After clarifying everything, Xia Houtian told Duguhan about his idea. After hearing this, Duguhan also understood it very well and was worried about Xia Houtian.

"Brother, do you remember the great movement? If you have to, don't be stubborn!" Dugu Han warned.

The art of great movement is a top secret skill performed by Dugu Han based on the essence of Yuanying. It was originally used to deal with the trend, but unfortunately, by chance, it has been hidden until now.

"Yes, brother, I understand!" Although Xia Houtian responded like this, he knew in his heart that if he fought with Lu Xian, he would live if he won, and if he lost, he would die. For the sake of the Qingyun faction, he must buy time. This is his promise to Gu Hong and also to Kong Xia.

That night, Xia Houtian, Bing Ying and Zi Xin walked quietly in the Qingyun Mountains, listening to the silence of the night and feeling the soft moonlight.

"Ice girl, purple girl, if one day I'm tired, would you like to accompany me to the place where I was born and be an ordinary person?" Xia Houtian asked softly.

"Brother Tian, I'd like to, as long as I'm with you, it's the same everywhere!" Bing Ying responded.

Zixin didn't say anything, but a look and a helping action explained everything.

After a while, Zixin seemed to have guessed something and asked, "God, have you really decided?"

"Ye, regardless of success or failure, I will put down everything and be an ordinary person. As for the rest, hehe!" Xia Houtian said with a smile.

"God, you'll be fine." Zixin said firmly, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

"I hope so!" Xia Houtian comforted himself.

"God, I gave you the sachet I refined, and you still have been carrying it with you, haven't you?" Zixin suddenly asked something else.

Xia Houtian thought that Zixin really changed the topic and replied, "I've been wearing it with me, you see!"

With that, Xia Houtian picked up his coat and exposed the sachet hanging around his waist. The delicate handwork came from a woman at a glance.

Zixin saw the sachet and continued to say, "God, take it with you, just like I'm by your side, and I will bless you!"

"Ye, I will!"