On the border of the western border, Wudao Mountain.

This place is not a spiritual mountain, it is located in a desolate place, and there are few people. It is only because the Taoist king preached the Tao here in the past, so it is famous all over the world.

On weekdays, there are only a few monks who travel the world asceticly and come here to pay tribute to their ancestors.

However, in recent days, Enlightenment Mountain is very lively, and monks from all over the world flock to it, wave after wave.

All influential forces know that on the ninth day of September, there will be a big battle that attracts the attention of the whole world.

Two outstanding figures of the new era will compete for supremacy here, and life and death will depend on fate. One of them is the most powerful descendant of Longhu Mountain, Wang Tong.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Since his debut, Wang Tong has gained a great reputation.

Everyone in the world said that he was the reincarnation of the Dao King, and he was the most talented person in Longhu Mountain for three thousand years.

Only this person can inherit the luck of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, continue the incense, and secure the number one throne of Ding Ding Dao Sect.

Facing such a battle, who would want to miss it.

Riding on this shareholder wind, some people with a keen sense of smell saw unprecedented business opportunities, and within a few days, they established a business, restaurant, restaurant, exchange...even Fengyue Place under Wudao Mountain.

In a blink of an eye, the foot of Wudao Mountain was bustling like never before, like a bustling town.

"It's really a big deal. I heard that not long ago, this place was so barren that no birds would shit, no chickens would lay eggs."

The Fangshi at the foot of the mountain is like a peach blossom garden hidden in the mountains, full of unique caves and bustle.

In such a situation, Ping'an Town looks shabby by comparison.

Wang Xiaoyi looked at the [Zuihuafang] not far away. The girls in front of the door were dancing with their fragrant sleeves, and half the street was filled with the aroma of rouge and gouache, mobilizing all five senses.

"Good guy, they are all girls with real cultivation." Wang Xiaoyi's eyes glowed green, as if a weasel had entered a chicken coop.

"Whose business is so expensive?"

The most famous [Tianxiang Tower] in the capital does not have such big arms, and the girls who attract customers are all real cultivation bases.

You know, at this level, not to mention the dominant side, you will definitely be able to gain a foothold in this world. How could you commit yourself to such a romantic place, letting those benefactors play with your body and explore the mysteries of life.

"Are you objective? I can calculate your length by mouth."

"How about coming to my slave's house to find out how deep it is?"

"Sir, the sewer is blocked, why don't you come and help him through it!"

The whispering voice penetrated into Wang Xiaoyi's ears like a hook, making him walk over involuntarily.

"It's good to be alive." Wang Xiaoyi grinned.

"Where are you going?"

Zhou Dao pulled him back.

"I'm just asking, whose business is so inhumane." Wang Xiaoyi said seriously.

"You don't need to inquire about it, Lao Jiu's business." Zhou Dao glanced at the emblem of Zuihuafang, and said indifferently.

"Ninth Prince!?"

"That's the business of the Kyushu firm." Zhou Daoning said softly.

Because the Ninth Prince entered the Taizu Spirit Pagoda without gaining anything because of the enlightenment ceremony back then, it caused a lot of controversy.

When he was young, he left the capital city and wandered around. Instead, he set up a business outside. The business grew bigger and bigger, and his goods spread all over the world, almost reaching the point of the Fuke Empire.

However, the Ninth Prince hid it very deeply. He secretly supported many companies, helped them grow bigger and stronger, and then transferred the business of the Kyushu Company to those big companies through layers of hiding.

On the surface, the business scale of the Kyushu firm is not large, but in fact it has long been the number one firm in the world.

As for him, he is firmly behind the scenes and really controls everything.

"Your Highness is really capable, and you can be a master of wealth." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh.

"Lao Jiu is introverted and has been around the world since he was a child. I think that among the many princes of His Majesty, he is the most tolerant and the most powerful." Zhou Daoning said.

"You see it so thoroughly?" Wang Xiaoyi asked in surprise.

He has also been in contact with the Ninth Prince, who seems to be bohemian and uncontested.

The former and Zhou Dao are also quite close, and they are best friends with each other.

Wang Xiaoyi did not expect Zhou Dao to comment on His Highness so much.

"The way of business is treacherous, if there is no extraordinary city, how can you earn such a big family fortune?" Zhou Dao said indifferently.

"Otherwise, why do you think that this prince who is not well received on weekdays would be recalled to the capital, and even..."

Having said that, Zhou Dao paused.

"What?"

"Even being raised in the capital." Zhou Dao sorted out his words.

"Emperor Qin!?" Wang Xiaoyi blurted out as his heart skipped a beat.

Qin Huang seems to be aloof, but his control over the world surpasses that of previous emperors.

Zhou Dao even suspects that besides Yu Yaosi, he also maintains a huge secret organization to monitor the world.

Today's Ninth Princes seem to be invisible, but their wealth is incomparable, and their hidden energy cannot be underestimated.

Otherwise, how could he be recalled to the capital all of a sudden, and now he can't even leave the capital even half a step away, when he got nothing from the Taizu Spirit Pagoda and wandered abroad for so many years, no one even remembered it?

It seems to be the family affection and reluctance of the father and son of the Tian family, but how can outsiders be able to guess the mediation and haggling inside?

"Lao Jiu is really suffering too." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help saying.

Since I was a child, my grandma didn't love me, my uncle didn't love me, and I managed to create a situation. After earning such a family fortune, I was still suspected, locked up in the capital, and not allowed to be free.

"I don't think so." Zhou Dao shook his head.

The Ninth Prince has nothing to do with the world, but this time he returned to Beijing, he made friends with many sons of princely and noble clans, and most of them are talented people. In the future, it is very likely that they will be able to hold power in their respective clans.

"He has been away from Beijing for more than ten years and has no foundation in the capital. This time he just took the opportunity to win people's hearts."

"Advance by retreat!?" Wang Xiaoyi's heart moved slightly: "Could it be that Lao Jiu also has thoughts about that seat?"

"I don't know." Zhou Dao shook his head.

"Maybe it's just for the convenience of doing business in the future, expanding contacts, or..."

At this point, the words came to an abrupt end.

The most difficult thing to guess in this world is the human heart. Lao Jiu looks dissolute and bold, but in fact he is reserved and deep. He is already the king of business, and in terms of means, those brothers combined are not his personality.

At this point, there may not be no further thoughts.

"If there were no 800 minds, who would be born in the emperor's family." Wang Xiaoyi had to sigh.

People in the world say that the emperor is good, but they don't know the danger and suffering involved.

Not to mention Qinhuang's many brothers, how many of them have survived to this day.

At present, Emperor Qin is in full swing, there will not be any disputes, but he has nine sons under his knees, and after many years, there may be some fights in the palace in the future.

"It has nothing to do with us anyway."

Zhou Dao pulled Wang Xiaoyi, bypassed Zuihuafang, and sat down in Jian Tea House.

At the foot of Wudao Mountain, leaning against the window, you can smell the faint fragrance of peach blossom forest not far away.

Opening a teahouse here has a different taste.

"I didn't know until I left the capital that there are so many monks in this world." Wang Xiaoyi glanced at it and couldn't help sighing.

The tea house is not big, but there are thirty or fifty people sitting there, each from different sects.

Among them are even the disciples of the Six Daomen.

In the capital, nothing like this can be seen.

After all, under the feet of the real dragon, and supervised by the demon master, all the sects in the world have a tacit understanding, and they rarely set foot in the capital.

Even in the cities of various regions, it is rare to see so many sect monks.

"Brother Dao, look, that's a disciple of Longhushan."

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi winked.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw two figures walking up the stairs.

A young man is supporting the old man, wearing a Taoist robe with the imprint of Mount Longhu embroidered on the corner of the garment.

Longhu Mountain is the number one sect in the world. Although it was punished by the imperial court, the disciples of the sect have not been cut off, and there are many people in the high mountains of the sect.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it still has great prestige in front of the world's sects.

Sure enough, as soon as the old and the young came up, many people cast awe-inspiring gazes, got up subconsciously, and gave up a table.

"Master, please slow down and do this."

The young man helped the old man to sit down, respectful and filial.

On the contrary, the old man, with a pale face, seemed to have been seriously injured, and looked at the young man with cold eyes.

"Get lost." The old man whispered angrily.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life, master, I will never abandon you." Shen Congzhi said with all his heart.

"The disciples of Longhushan Sect really have a way, this disciple is really filial." Seeing this, Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help saying.

The old man was seriously injured at first glance, but as an apprentice, he still waited on him and worked hard without complaint. This kind of caution is quite rare.

"Master, you drink tea."

Shen Congzhi poured a glass of water, first tasted it himself, and tested the temperature of the water.

"Xiao Er, what's the matter?" Shen Congzhi put down his water glass, slammed the table, frowning.

"Guest officer, what's the matter?" The man came over.

"The tea is so warm, how do you drink it?"

"Huh!?" The man was stunned.

"Change to a cup of boiling water, the hotter the better."

As he spoke, Shen Congzhi looked at the old man, grinning and smiling.

The guy looked weird, but he did it anyway, not much, and came with a pot of boiling tea.

Shen Congzhi took it, poured a cup, steaming hot, and handed it to the old man respectfully.

"Master, you drink tea."

The old man pursed his lips and glared angrily, but didn't say a word.

"Master, you have truly failed my apprentice's filial piety."

Shen Congzhi looked embarrassed, but poured the tea in the cup onto the old man's face.

The latter let out a muffled snort, and the anger in his eyes almost erupted.

At this moment, the teahouse fell into silence, everyone looked at each other, even Zhou Dao couldn't help looking at the pair of master and apprentice.

"Master, why are you so careless?" Shen Congzhi got up anxiously: "Let me wipe it for you."

While speaking, he raised his hand and slapped the old man's face.

The latter let out a low growl, flew out directly, landed heavily on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Master, you are injured." Shen Congzhi said with concern.

The atmosphere in the teahouse became inexplicably weird.

Someone was shocked, but stood up calmly, walked towards the stairs, and was about to leave.

"Don't go."

Shen Congzhi suddenly looked at the man with fierce eyes.

"Whoever wants to leave is disrespectful to my master."

Hearing that, the corners of the man's eyes twitched, and he sat down again bravely.

Seeing this, Shen Congzhi showed a satisfied smile and walked towards the old man.

"Master, come, I will take medicine for you."

When the old man heard the words, he immediately revealed a look of surprise and anger.

"Bastard, kill me if you have the ability."

"Master, what are you talking about? You let our senior brothers fight with the Yu Yaosi's people, but you want to take the opportunity to be the Dao King. I haven't repaid this great kindness."

Shen Congzhi smiled and looked at his beloved master.

It's ridiculous that this old man doesn't know at all, long before they met the master of Yuyaosi, the chance of the Taoist king had already fallen into their own hands.

He just watched his brothers and sisters fight to the death with Yu Yaosi, and watched his beloved master step into the forbidden circle.

In the end, he became the only existence in the audience who could control everyone's life and death.

"Master, come, try the golden elixir I refined, this is the method left by the Taoist king."

As he spoke, Shen Congzhi took out a handful of golden pills from the kit bag at his waist, shining brightly, round and round, exuding a seductive fragrance, conveying fluctuations of spiritual power.

"This is…"

When Shen Congzhi took out the golden elixir, everyone's eyes lit up, and they felt that their bodies were extremely hot and filled with infinite desire.

"That's..." Seeing this, Zhou Dao frowned slightly.

"Master, this is a good thing. The mysterious method passed down by the Taoist king is a chance for future generations." Shen Congzhi randomly picked out one of the golden cores in his hand.

"This should be Junior Sister..." Shen Congzhi brought the golden pill to the old man's mouth.

The latter tilted his head, his eyes showing fear.

"My own daughter doesn't want to try it? Come..." Shen Congzhi changed another one.

"This is senior brother... Hehe, it's ridiculous that he still expected me to save him before he died, but he didn't know that he is a good material for alchemy."

Shen Congzhi grinned and wanted the old man to swallow the golden pill.

The old man gritted his teeth tightly, oozing blood.

"Master is merciful, let's try Yu Yaosi's, those lackeys should all taste the same."

While speaking, Shen Congzhi took out a golden pill, waved it in front of the old man, but swallowed it by himself.

In an instant, the strong essence melted in his body, and his aura rose sharply.

"Hahaha."

Feeling the unprecedented improvement, Shen Congzhi laughed out loud, showing intoxication.

"As expected of the secret method left by the Taoist king." Shen Congzhi licked the corner of his mouth.

"People have their own destiny to cultivate nature, and once they enter their stomachs to make alchemy pills...it's really evil and domineering."

At this moment ~lightnovelpub.net~ a contemptuous voice came from the corner.

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw Zhou Dao knocking on the table, his indifferent eyes fixed on Shen Congzhi.

"Does this kid not understand the situation? How dare he even provoke a lunatic?"

Someone whispered and couldn't help shaking his head, obviously he had already seen the fate of ignorance.

"Where did it come from!?"

Shen Congzhi met Zhou Dao's eyes, as if someone had discovered the secret, the corners of his mouth raised, showing a cruel smile.

With the chance of being a Taoist king, his self-confidence is stronger than ever.

"Be low-key in your next life."

Zhou Dao whispered, and slowly withdrew his gaze, flicked his fingertips lightly, and tapped on the table.

Shen Congzhi sneered, and was about to speak when he heard a bang, his body exploded, and scarlet flesh splashed all over the ground.