The white clouds dissipated, Chen Lian bowed slightly, and he had seen it.

King Xia said coldly: "Since you are here, don't leave?"

Chen Lian smiled slightly and said, "You can still leave."

King Xia waved his hand, and the iron armor was like a forest outside. A divine dragon was hovering above the palace, and a faint dragon roar came. The roars of various strange beasts were rising one after another, and the leaders of the tribes were all deflated and waiting solemnly.

King Xia sneered: "How do you go?"

Outside, there are tens of thousands of elite Xia tribes surrounding the hall, advancing layer by layer, and blood and energy soaring into the sky. Any magical channel technique will be greatly reduced in such an environment.

What's more, King Xia stood there and was an insurmountable mountain. His cold face was full of solemnity and his aura was released, locking the sinking and refining.

Chen Lian was leisurely and said casually: "How can bamboos not interfere with flowing water? The mountains are high and the clouds are flying."

King Xia laughed wildly and said, "I am like the scorching sun. No matter how you are flowing water, the water will be dispersed."

Chen Lian whispered, "I'm afraid the king's light is not enough to make my flowing water dry. As for the floating clouds gather and disperse, it is normal."

King Xia squinted his eyes, as if he was breathing light. The whole earth began to tremble silently, and the dust in the air was running at an extremely high speed.

At this time, Xiaqu suddenly stopped, and the whole Diqiu's inspiration went to Xiatai. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and an invisible sharpness appeared in everyone's heart.

That kind of sharpness is like a sword intent, or a rule that cannot be denied.

Chen Lian was still standing there, clearly there, but King Xia's majestic aura and the invisible sharpness all had nothing to do with him, and he was beyond the world.

Lei Jing unconsciously leaned over to Chen Lian, the closer she got, the less pressure she was.

She thought to herself: Even if the sky falls, there will be a gentleman there.

King Xia snorted coldly.

Suddenly the tremor of the earth stopped, and the inspiration that gathered towards Xiatai began to be bound by a powerful force, and they all faded away like a tide.

He took away the coldness on his face and looked at Chen Lian quietly and said, "Daxia still has a national teacher."

Without saying anything, everyone knew what King Xia meant. The king, who was always arbitrary, began to compromise and decided to invite Chen Lian to be the national teacher of Daxia. This was an unprecedented precedent.

They knew better that King Xia’s compromise was not something that could be achieved by reciting alone. There was also Tian Yi from Xiatai, and that sword intent could actually drive the inspiration of Diqiu’s earth veins. How terrible is Tian Yi’s cultivation.

What’s scary is that there is another strong man like Tianyi in the hall.

Chen Lian was silent for a while, and said leisurely: "I think I can do it."

"I think you are indeed competent for the position of national teacher." King Xia said softly.

Chen Lian smiled, nodded, and said nothing.

King Xia said: "Come here, I will give you a seat to the national teacher."

So Chen Lian sat in the lower right head of King Xia, not far from the throne.

King Xia seemed to ask unintentionally: "What is your Taoist name for national teacher?"

Chen Lian whispered: "The king can call me Qingxuan."

"Daxia has the virtue of green wood, and its beauty is the beauty of Xuanyi. The word Qingxuan and my Daxia can be said to be a combination of heaven. It seems that the fate between the national teacher and I Daxia has long been decided." The King of Xia said kindly and said in a gentle manner, with extraordinary conversation, deep mystery, and could not see the appearance of the tyrannical emperor at all.

All the ministers were shocked.

Chen Lian was calm and composed, talking about the world with King Xia, all things in life and the impermanence of the universe were all in his words. In addition, although his voice was weak, it was not covered by any noise. Every word was clearly heard by the ministers, and I couldn't help but admire this person secretly.

Taoist Muzhen and the monks in Dajue Temple are both eloquent and unobstructed, but compared with Shen Lian, they are pale in comparison and are ashamed.

A storm subsided, and the ministers were relieved, otherwise, with the strength of King Xia and the severe situation just now, they were afraid that someone would have died.

The great Xia shook the world. Even though these great nobles had extraordinary force, they lacked the bloodiness of their ancestors back then.

Otherwise, how could the King of Xia be able to act arbitrarily and treat his ministers like grass?

Chen Lian originally thought that King Xia was a very strong person, but he didn't expect that he also had a soft side. It was more tough than soft.

The difference between steel and iron is that steel is tougher than iron.

Chen Lian felt that King Xia was more and more difficult, and he also became more and more ignited his fighting spirit. Fighting with the sky is endless, fighting with the earth is endless, and fighting with people is even more endless.

He was not sure why King Xia wanted him to be the national master, and it was even an obvious trap, but Chen Lian jumped in without hesitation.

There is no other reason. The Xia King needs buffering, and the Shenling also needs buffering.

King Xia thought he had figured out Chen Lian's background, but in fact he didn't know that Chen Lian's huge soul had not been transformed all of it, so he would underestimate Chen Lian's strength at least 30%.

More importantly, Chen Lian didn't want to leave Diqiu too early, and he didn't want to leave in a mess, but he deliberately used stone sculptures to provoke King Xia to show his strength, which shows that there are really contradictions in his heart.

Fortunately, King Xia and Shen Lian each compromised, and a shocking storm, at least on the surface.

On the other hand, King Xia was also a little complicated. If he had to make a decision between Shen Lian and Tian Yi and choose an opponent that was easier to defeat, King Xia would choose Tian Yi without hesitation. This was not to say that Chen Lian was stronger, but because Chen Lian was a fearless person.

However, King Xia had to admit that Chen Lian's personal charm was rare in his life. Before he knew it, he actually talked to Chen Lian about his experience in practicing. When he realized it, he was a little amused and crying.

In fact, when they reach this point, the road ahead has no rules and has to rely on their own to explore everything. The loneliness in their hearts is really hard to express than outsiders.

He treated his ministers like grass because these people were not worthy of talking to him.

The loneliness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow cannot be experienced by outsiders.

A palace banquet lasted until dawn, and the messengers who had talked and laughed with Shen Lian before also saw Chen Lian again before dawn and all went forward to say hello.

They found that Chen Lian was surrounded by a team of guards, not far or near, as if he was escorting Chen Lian.

The envoy of the Di clan couldn't help but be more curious about Chen Lian's identity. This young master from the Western Liang Kingdom was definitely not simple.

One of the messengers said: "Shaojun is very interested in our Beiyuan, so the villain wants to give Shaojun some specialties from our Beiyuan. Because Shaojun suddenly left, we have been waiting for you here."

Chen Lian nodded slowly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, brother, but I'm not good at all, so I'm afraid there is nothing to give me."

The messenger smiled and said, "It's just a little specialty, not a precious thing."

Another envoy said, "I don't know where Shaojun went. A strange thing happened in the royal city last night. I wonder if Shaojun knows?"

Chen Lian smiled and said, "Everyone, let's go out and talk first."
Chapter completed!