Great Sage of the Heavens

There has been a saying since ancient times: A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a prince who does not want to be an emperor is not a good prince.

But when there are better choices, the world is rich and noble, and the power of the dynasty does not seem to be very attractive.

Such as Chengxian asked.

Longevity!

Only longevity is the best.

Meng Xuanlang wanted to leave the immortal since he was a child, and Jiang Que's persuasion yesterday strengthened his idea. It has only been a few short decades to be an emperor on earth.

After all, it has to be turned into loess.

Time passed quickly, and the years passed quickly, and every day passed so hurriedly, almost without running away in the blink of an eye.

It is really hard to withstand the toss.

Therefore, Meng Xuanlang wanted to cultivate immortality, wanted to be the superior immortal, and didn't want to turn into loess a hundred years later.

What Jiang Que said yesterday was clearly heard.

He groaned his gaze, and said to Jiang Que who was meditating on the eaves: "Master, the disciple is about to enter the palace, and I hope Master will protect him for one or two."

"Go." Jiang Que said two words at random.

Only Meng Xuanlang, who was messy in the wind, slowly walked towards the palace bitterly, this time it was up to him to live or die.

"What's so good about being an emperor?" Meng Xuanlang secretly shook his head, "How nice it is to be as cool and comfortable as the master, that's the life I want to live, and I can never live the way I hate it the most."

Although there is that trend.

But he has to quell that trend.

Xishu Palace.

The eldest prince waited in front of the old emperor early in the morning. He was unruly. On the one hand, he ordered his people to do some tricks in the old emperor's soup, and on the other, he cooperated with Dongfang Yuqing to clean up those who did not submit to him.

"Second brother, I hope you don't be as stupid as your father is. If you just come back to see the father, but if you want to fight for that position with your brother, no wonder you are cruel and cruel." He Meng Xuancong It's not a good crop either.

Take a few guards into the palace.

Meng Xuanlang felt deep in his heart. He knew exactly what his seriously ill father thought was, and his ambitious older brother Meng Xuancong also knew what he thought.

"This time, we will completely solve these worries, and then go with Master to cultivate immortals." Meng Xuanlang secretly said.

He does not intend to become the master of a country.

That's not the life he wants to live.

The world is so big that he wants to see it.

The top of the imperial city.

There are a few figures flickering.

Meng Xuancong sat in a hall and asked, "Did the second prince come into the palace?"

"I have entered the palace gate." An inexplicable voice sounded, and immediately disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"The prince, do you want to do it now..." a guard suddenly spoke, and then made a wiping motion.

If you can take the opportunity to solve the second prince, wouldn't the Xishu dynasty's position be the prince's?

"No matter, let's see my second brother first and see what he says." Meng Xuancong said lightly.

He didn't want to kill him until the critical moment.

After all, blood is connected.

If it were not for conflicts arising from imperial power disputes, he would not want to offend others.

"But all this depends on my second brother's choice." Meng Xuancong gazes away while looking away.

As if at a glance, he could see Meng Xuanlang slowly entering the palace gate in the distance.

"Second prince, the eldest prince is also in the palace, he would like to ask you to go there first." Suddenly a servant greeted respectfully.

"Big brother?" Meng Xuanlang's expression was slightly startled, "Okay, let's lead the way. It's okay to see Big Brother first."

He wanted to see what the ambitious big brother wanted to do.

He has no idea about the throne.

Inside a hall of the palace.

Meng Xuancong had asked his servant to make tea and waited for his second brother, Meng Xuanlang, to arrive. He closed his eyes and pondered what was about to happen.

Do you want to ambush three hundred swordsmen.

Just in case talk about collapse...

"Come on..."

He thinks it's better to prepare to be complete, it's hard to say if something happens.

Never give up the danger to others.

After a cup of tea.

Meng Xuanlang came to this hall with the servant, and looked at Meng Xuancong, who was in a python robe, in a daze, "Brother, you came so early?"

He was surprised.

"Second brother, you came back and our brothers didn't get together. We just had this opportunity to have a good conversation and have tea." Meng Xuancong smiled.

Speaking, let the waiter pour the tea.

Meng Xuanlang also didn't care, and said, "Big Brother, you're polite. Our two brothers have never had tea and communicated like this before, but they are a little uncomfortable."

Really uncomfortable.

Even Meng Xuancong was uncomfortable.

He also doesn't like dealing with Meng Xuanlang.

"Why did the second brother come back suddenly?" Meng Xuancong asked suddenly, "Aren't you cultivating immortals well?"

He was puzzled.

Isn't it okay to fix your fairy well?

Must come back.

"Suddenly I heard that my father was very ill, so I came back to see him." Meng Xuanlang said: "After seeing this, I will go back to Shushan and continue to practice with the master. As for the throne, I will bother my eldest brother to manage it.

The emperor's father also has to bother elder brother, take good care of him.

Regarding the throne brother, I don't care about it. You must know that I am cultivating immortals. I will try my best to make it clear.

The throne enjoys the wealth of the world, but that is not the life I want to live. "

Meng Xuanlang took the opportunity to express his thoughts in his heart. He wanted to reassure his eldest brother Meng Xuancong, otherwise the brothers would turn back to today.

"Second brother, do you really think so?" Meng Xuancong asked in a daze: "That's the throne. It will definitely be passed on to you to the extent that your father likes you. Are you willing to give up?"

He laughed when Meng Xuancong asked Meng Xuanlang.

He faintly said: "Big brother, how long can you live as an emperor? Life is only a few dozen or hundreds of years away, and then it will turn into a piece of loess, but the cultivation of immortals is different. I want to live for a long time, I want to be happy. comfortable.

When the emperor?

That's the life I hate most~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cultivating immortals freely is the life I want to live, that's what I ask for, so the wealth of the world is nothing but a passing feast for me. "

One is immediate benefits and the other is long-term benefits.

You can fool yourself when you can't see through it, but after you see it through, you will find that the so-called wealth in the world is nothing but clouds.

That's it.

"Can you handle it with the emperor?" Meng Xuancong continued: "You should know that the emperor likes you very much, he... it should be impossible for him to pass the throne to me."

He looked a little lonely.

Not liked.

He can't help but feel helpless.

"But my ambition is not here. Father can't restrain me. I will try my best to persuade him and believe that you will be a good emperor, right?" Meng Xuanlang's gaze fell on his eldest brother Meng Xuancong, making him a little uncomfortable. Get free.

He ambushed three hundred swordsmen around.

It would be embarrassing to let Meng Xuanlang know that he was saving the belly of a gentleman with a villain.

Cough!

He hurriedly changed the subject and said: "If this is the case, let me go to see the father with me, second brother, I hope he can listen to you."

After Meng Xuanlang's words just now, Meng Xuancong was already concerned.

Maybe I really think too much.

If it can be solved by peaceful means, then it will be the best, and it will save him some calculation energy.

At the same time, Meng Xuanlang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After following Jiang Que's practice for a long time, he naturally knew that Meng Xuancong had actually prepared swordsmen around the hall.

If he hadn't said it early, I'm afraid that eldest brother was about to throw a cup.

Afterwards, the two brothers slowly walked towards the old emperor’s palace...

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