Chapter 785: The prophet who has ruled for eternity, and the soldiers under the command of three great emperors

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 2562Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
"Whoosh——"

In a dense forest of mountains and rivers, a figure just appeared, and another figure followed it away. The thousand-year-old trees around it shook violently, and dead leaves fell along the way.

Xin Zhuo looked at Prophet Gou's shaky tattered robes and the dog-skin plaster on his skinny calves in front of him. He looked back and saw that Xue Ji was not chasing her, and couldn't help shouting: "Sage Gou, why are you running?"

Gou Xie, who was in front of him, suddenly stopped and looked back. He had a square face, sparse stubble, and a pair of mung bean eyes. He rolled around a few times and cursed: "Xin Zhuo? I hate your ancestors!"

"Why are you still cursing people?" Xin Zhuo felt so unlucky that he couldn't help but cursed back: "I call you an ancestor!"

Gou Xianzi sat down, threw the broken fan aside, and cried loudly: "I thought it was Tianxuan, Tianshu, and Tianji who were chasing me."

Xin Zhuo asked curiously: "What Tianxuan, Tianshu, Tianji? Why are you chasing you?"

Prophet Gou felt much calmer now, and sighed: "Holy Land! At the beginning, Emperor Qiankun created the three star heavens of Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji, and created the inheritance of the three holy lands with his three supreme masters.

After Emperor Yaochi created the two star heavens Tianquan and Yuheng, his two saints created two holy places.

The last great emperor, the villain Chen Kuling, created the Kaiyang and Yaoguang star heavens, completed the Big Dipper Palace, corresponded to the Ziwei star in the North Pole, formed the Great Desolate Formation of the Open Sky and Destroyed Immortals, and hooked the Chen Emperor's Starry Sky in the South Pole to kill him. Twenty-seven Immortal Emperors came into the world from heaven, and the last Immortal Emperor was shaken to the Wumingyuan.

From then on, the heavens and the earth fell apart in all the major domains, the great emperor fell, and the ancient martial arts prosperous era was annihilated, which continues to this day. Do you understand what I say? "

"I understand one-tenth of it!"

Xin Zhuo blinked, "So, what does it matter to you?"

What he said was too weird, a bit scary, and every time he heard about the Great Emperor, he would have a little doubt about his situation, and his worldview would be shaken in a mess.

Prophet Gou was startled: "Didn't your kid come out of the Kuling Mountain Stream? That's where the Emperor Yuyun is. The disciples of Tianshu, Tianxuan, and Tianji killed them a few days ago, saying that it was their forbidden land and no one had anything to do with it. Wait and stay away, isn’t this bullying? The place where the Evil Emperor fought has nothing to do with them, aren’t they the inheritance of the disciples of Emperor Qiankun?”

"I see!"

Xin Zhuo said: "They want to give it to them. Why do you care about the inheritance of which emperor?"

Gou Xie waved his sleeves and said, "I feel unhappy. How can I let them look down on me, a person who has been arrogant for all eternity? Taoist Wanfa and the immortals above ran away, so I secretly went back and lit a fire. Burn the place down, they are fucking chasing me everywhere now, and the bitch in front of me screamed and scared me."

"Hello..." Xin Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

Gou Xie looked him up and down: "You're laughing your ass off, aren't you also being hunted? I've heard about it along the way."

Xin Zhuo walked over and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "So we are in the same boat, it's fate!"

Gou Xian touched the small temple on his head and said, "Are you okay?"

Xin Zhuo said: "It's not a big deal. I heard that you can handle it?"

"Don't dare!"

Gou Xian smiled calmly, pinched his sparse stubble and said: "It's just a hundred thousand years in advance and a hundred thousand years in hindsight. I know the palaces in the sky and the blessings and misfortunes of immortals. I know the rise and fall of hundreds of millions of warriors below. Let's talk about it in the big picture." , the sky is full of stars, gods, immortals, martial arts, and demons are all disillusioned. I have all expected nine points. Speaking at a young age, the parents are short-sighted, the third sister-in-law is stealing, the milk baby has lost a pacifier, which day of the month is Xiaolan from Yihonglou? I know all about sunflowers.

The owner of the first floor of Baixiao Tower, who is known as the master of divination and the ability to discern fortunes and misfortunes, is not qualified to be my disciple.

Back then, I drank with Immortal Emperor Haotian, wrote poems with Emperor Yaochi, and played chess with Emperor Evil. I even beat him at that time, but he said I was cheating..."

Xin Zhuo was afraid that the more he spoke, the more shameless he would become, and the more he would lose his bottom line, so he had to interrupt: "That's enough, that's enough. Just tell me, is there any danger in my going to the Holy City this time? What things need to be avoided, especially hundreds of things?" Xiaolou’s plan!”

He met many masters along the way, and that Mo Ruyu still had some tricks. There was no guarantee that he would not pull various families to make plans again to prevent him from "searching" for the true source in the Holy City. This was not in line with the Tao of Master Liu Qingfeng, he said. To be honest, he felt very unsure.

And this old boy has been in the sea of ​​misery for so many years, and even Miss Yaya trusts him very much. I'm afraid there is something magical about him.

"It's easy to tell!" Gou Xianxian said with a serious face, "Ten billion pieces of top-grade martial arts stones, or a billion pounds of holy-grade true source, I will give you a fortune."

Xin Zhuo turned around and left: "Forget it, go and die."

Gou Xianzi was startled for a moment, picked up the fan, stood up and chased after him: "You bargain with me, brother, I'll ask for the price, but you bargain with me."

Xin Zhuo paused for a moment: "Five low-grade Wuyun stones."

"You...do you know what you are talking about?"

Prophet Gou looked him in the eyes: "How do you treat me like this, the mighty Emperor Gou who has lived for tens of thousands of years? What a big joke, you ignorant boy!"

"Three yuan!" Xin Zhuo said.

Gou Xian was furious: "It's a deal, we are all friends!"

As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged, took out a pile of turtle shells, spread them around in a pious manner, stretched out two fingers to pick the dots, paused, and looked up at Xin Zhuo, as if he had just met him: "Is this okay?"

Xin Zhuo was a little unsure whether the old ghost was scaring him or if he really saw something, and said: "Is it good or bad, you might as well tell me straight away!"

"It's not clear." Gou Xian knew: "If you want to be more specific, which one is good and which one is bad?"

Xin Zhuo said: "I went to the Holy City. Is there any fear for my life? Can what I want in my heart be achieved?"

Gou Xie stroked his sparse beard and said: "Although it is fierce, it is not fatal. There is no problem with what you think!"

"you swear!"

"I swear by the prophet!"

"very good!"

Xin Zhuo felt at ease, took out three low-grade Wu Yun stones and threw them over, then ran straight to the north in a flash.

Unexpectedly, Prophet Gou caught up again, blinking: "Together!"

Xin Zhuo said: "As far as I know, people from Tianxuan Holy Land should also go to the Holy City. Aren't you afraid?"

Gou Xian smiled calmly: "I am destined to be the overlord who will be arbitrary for eternity. What can a few small forces do to me in a mere holy city? I drank with Immortal Emperor Haotian back then..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge flying spirit treasure flew over the head, surrounded by five strange birds with three heads and six wings, screaming "croak", and the trees and thorns in the surrounding mountains and forests strangely withered and died, creating a gloomy air of death. It strikes quickly, making you feel chilly and creepy.

Gou Xie was extremely fast, and a "dog chewing shit" plunged into a nearby pool.

Xin Zhuo didn't know why, but he was no slower than him, so he also jumped in.

After a while, the two of them emerged from the water. Prophet Gou wiped the water stains on his face and said: "General Beiming of Beiming Mansion, the direction you are looking at is also the Holy City. What happened to this Holy City?"

Xin Zhuo said: "Don't care what happens, let's go!"

The two jumped out of the pool and headed north.

Two days later, we were only two hundred miles away from the Holy City.

The "Holy City" is not a sacred city, nor does it belong to any force. It is just that it stands on the mountainside of a towering mountain. The mountain is called Holy Mountain. It is said that eight thousand years ago, a warrior established himself as a saint here. Cultivation of the unworldly creation.

The Holy Mountain has a radius of 8,700 miles and is an endless plain oasis. There are 72 small towns and 196 villages and towns. When the sun is clear and the moon is bright, everyone can see the ice and snow on the Holy Mountain. In their eyes, it is The most sacred place in the world.

It just so happens that the surrounding True Qi Source Stones are all transported through this place. For the sake of good luck, all the major forces built the city here. In more than ten years, it has become a rolling, majestic and sacred city, serving as a "transit point" for super sects and the Holy Land Cave Heaven. In a "station" posture, all the major forces have disciples stationed here, and it seems to be getting more and more prosperous as it builds.

And the Seventy-Two Origin Stone Cities respect it!

The solar term of early autumn is perfectly interpreted here. On both sides of the avenue where more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages can drive side by side, the waves of the forest are rolling, the red dead leaves are flying in the sky, and the north wind brings some coolness.

At this moment, the broad road was crushed by the cart pulling the source stone, leaving wheel marks. Xin Zhuo and Gou Xian, who was dressed in Taoist robes, walked forward one step at a time.

They didn't dare to fly across the sky. There were too many unknown warriors, and spiritual beasts and flying spiritual treasures flew overhead from time to time. Both of them were being hunted, so how could they dare to show off?

(End of chapter)