The imperial capital, outside the city.

A boy with dark green clothes and beautiful facial features, a slight high-end man was sitting upright in the official sedan chair carried by eight people.

The curtain of the official sedan chair has been opened, and the towering imperial capital is visible at a glance.

An old man with white hair and beard in front stood proudly like a big flag waving in the wind. When he saw the young boy, he strode forward and said, "The ancestor has already prepared a banquet and is waiting for the Poison King outside the mansion."

The Poison King put down his short palm, the curtain had fallen, and a cold voice sounded: "Let's go."

The old man personally led the way, and the crowd entered the imperial capital and came to a mansion.

Outside the gate of the mansion, a big flag was planted.

The flag was bright red, like blood, waving in the breeze.

A hot blood filled the air, like a furnace that kept spreading out a rolling wave of heat, baking in all directions.

A middle-aged man with a purple robe embroidered with a large banner embroidered with gold wire was standing under the shaking banner. When he saw the Poison King walk out of the official sedan chair, he smiled faintly and said cheerfully: "I only then did I see Brother Poison King today that my style was better than rumors."

"Please inside."

The ancestor of Daqimen personally welcomed him and came to a lobby.

They sat down, and the loose neckline of the poison king suddenly crawled out of a green poisonous snake. The poisonous snake was like jadeite, but there was a silver-white line on its back, which penetrated the poisonous snake like a line.

Silver-backed King Snake.

The silver-backed king snake, about one foot long, crawled out of the neckline and slowly twisted the snake body along the King of Poison's clothes. It had already arrived on the table. The snake's mouth slightly opened, and a scarlet snake letter appeared.

The slender snake letter was spit out, but it was forked in the front part, like a cross, gently licking the wine in the wine cup.

A glass of wine has disappeared.

When the ancestor of the Daqimen saw this poisonous snake, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes, but it was also hot. He couldn't help but ask and said, "This is the offspring of the Silver-Backed Emperor Snake a thousand years ago. He never thought it would fall into the hands of the Poison King Brother."

The Poison King stretched out his palm, gently stroked the cold silver-backed king snake, and proudly said: "Not only this silver-backed king snake, but also the silver-backed king snake, were also subdued by my Baiyue. Now it is the guardian of my master's poisonous god."

The silver-backed king snake surrounded the arm of the poisonous king. The poisonous king looked at the ancestor of the Daqimen and said arrogantly: "I will invite me to the imperial capital this time?"

"What exactly can be said? I don't have time to stay in this imperial capital for a long time."

The ancestor of Daqimen put down the wine glass in his hand and said calmly: "This time I invite Brother Poison King to come, I will first see the style of Brother Poison King."

"The second is to discuss Mr. Chen's affairs."

"The previous generation of poison kings in Baiyue was rumored to have died tragically under Mr. Chen's poison. Now Mr. Chen has returned from Huaguo Mountain. I believe that Baiyue will also take revenge and use Mr. Chen's blood to clean up this shame."

"And my Daqimen also has a grudge against Mr. Chen, so I plan to join forces with the Poison King Brother to respond to the call of Mr. Tang, and take action against Mr. Chen, and kill this evil thief who has caused trouble in the world."

The Poison King looked at the ancestor of the Daqimen and said, "The Poison King of the previous generation died of his life, and he was not killed by outsiders. Please don't talk nonsense."

It seemed as if he had a clear understanding of the emotions of the poison king. The silver-backed king snake, which had been silent, suddenly raised half of its body, and his eyes were coldly staring at the ancestor of the Daqimen, constantly swallowing and spitting out the snake letter.

The ancestor of the Daqimen nodded and agreed: "I believe in Brother Poison King, but people in the world do not."

"This incident has been rumored for a long time. It has been ten years since then, so it is impossible to deny the rumors."

"It is well known now that the previous generation of poison king died at the hands of Mr. Chen, instead of the previous generation of poison king, the reputation of Baiyue has been damaged. If you want to regain your reputation, you can declare to the world that Baiyue is not humiliating if you kill this Mr. Chen."

The ancestor of the Daqimen said here, and then he paused for a moment before continuing to preach: "And the Poison King Brother is just starting out, even though he is already one of the three kings of Baiyue."

"But the situation is different from the past. Now, today the inspiration is rising. The immortal gods come out of the blessed land. It is impossible to be able to be the world in the name of the Poison King."

"I see Brother Poison King, who is a peerless and genius of Baiyue. How can I be unknown? I will use it as a big event to tell the world that among the three kings of Baiyue, the leader of the Poison King, will be summoned to the Poison God in the future and win the Poison God's favor."

The Poison King nodded arrogantly and agreed with the ancestor of the Daqimen to preach: "It's right."

"My Baiyue lineage has never been weaker than others. How can I suffer such a great humiliation? I have to fight blood for blood and teeth for teeth."

"What is Mr. Chen?"

"It's just that I have just recently become a true immortal. I have become a true immortal for six hundred years, cultivated the hundreds of ridges and hundreds of wild poisonous nerves, and have evolved into a miasma for three thousand meters, and have become the prototype of a blessed land. At most, I will evolve into a blessed land for thousands of years."

"I have agreed to this."

"This is related to Baiyue's honor and disgrace, not because I want to become famous."

The ancestor of the Daqimen smiled, his smile as if he was a chrysanthemum, and he kept saying, "Okay."

"I saw that most people have bad records and don't care about reputation. There are too few people like the Poison King."

The ancestor of Daqimen picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one go, and continued to preach: "Cheer for Brother Poison King!"

"The Tang Hou has invited the strong people in the world. Now there is a response from the Grand Historian and the Grand Master Dali. If there are Brother Poison and I, these are already five immortal gods."

"As long as we wait until the ancestor of the Supreme Taoism arrives in the imperial capital, we will immediately take action and kill the thief."

The Poison King sneered and preached in a contemptuous tone; "Why do you need so many people to kill Mr. Chen? I am the only one."

The Poison King stood up proudly, his dark green robe shaking without wind.

The ancestor of the Daqimen quickly stood up to dissuade him and said, "I know that Brother Poison King is powerful, so Mr. Chen is definitely not an opponent."

"But Mr. Chen has many enemies. Brother Poison King will have to wait until all the enemies arrive. Then the Poison King is taking action, so this will help them relieve their hatred."

"At that time, Brother Poison King can also spread his skills through their mouths."

The Poison King nodded repeatedly, sat down again and said, "What he said is reasonable."

"It's too cheap to kill Mr. Chen now. I'll do as you wish."

The ancestor of Daqimen also sat down, relaxed his expression, and said calmly: "Mr. Chen is lucky to live a few more days."

I snorted in my heart, how did such a childish guy become an immortal?

I'm afraid it was the Poison God's own son who was completely fed by the Immortal Pill.
Chapter completed!