He Jiji thought he was not a fool. No matter how miserable Canaan and Maitreya tricked him and how angry he was, when he woke up, he could still hold back his inner anger and choose to lie dormant.
Because he knew that at this time, hibernation was the most cost-effective option.
In comparison, the slight grievances I suffered were of no consequence.
But now...
But because of some power issues, I had to move, which is so ridiculous.
"but..."
"Are you really sure that you can withstand the anger of this emperor the moment he is born?"
At this time, the Arctic Emperor exuded incomparable majesty. He was high and had the image of an emperor.
"Xuan, Antarctic Immortal."
The Arctic Emperor gently waved his sleeves, and the door to the Lingxiao Palace that had been closed behind him finally slowly opened at this moment.
I have been guarding the door for a month, but no one has entered.
now...
But the door is open.
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, the palace is splendid and resplendent. The energy is too rich and has gradually turned into gas floating inside. Even the air is filled with the fragrance of energy.
At the very front of the hall are stairs.
On each floor, there are several Pu Duan.
There are nine levels of stairs.
On the top floor, there is a pure golden dragon chair.
Even the armrests of the chairs are carved with five-clawed golden dragons, with ferocious faces and vivid faces. At a glance, you may be worried that the dragon will suddenly rush out at any time.
And on the second floor...
There are five tall chairs.
This...is the Six Imperial Thrones.
The Arctic Emperor walked slowly up the stairs, found his own throne, sat down, and waited quietly.
Probably a few minutes later.
The figure of the Antarctic Immortal appeared outside the Lingxiao Palace: "I wonder if the Great Arctic Emperor, Mr. Xuan..."
The Antarctic Immortal was only halfway through his words when he saw the Arctic Emperor already sitting on his throne. He swallowed back the rest of his words, waved his wide sleeves, and knelt down tremblingly. His eyes were full of respect: "Old minister Antarctic Immortal, I have met the emperor."
This is the rule of heaven.
No one is on the throne, and the rules are decided by oneself.
When people are on the throne, the rules...the king has the final say.
There are five thrones, people are there, kneel down and worship them.
The Arctic Emperor nodded lightly: "The king is not here, and the heaven must not be in chaos. I will give orders on my behalf."
"Do you have any objections?"
The Antarctic Immortal shook his head decisively: "Old minister, I have no objection."
"Um."
"There is an abnormality in Master Wang's tomb. I believe the immortal has also felt it. I wonder what the immortal has to say?"
The Arctic Emperor spoke again, squinting his eyes slightly.
The Antarctic Immortal was still kneeling on the ground, with a thoughtful look on his face, and finally said slowly: "I feel that Master Wang cannot be insulted. This represents the dignity of the heaven."
"We should eliminate all the evildoers and exalt our majesty in heaven."
"But based on the current situation, it would be detrimental to my heavenly family to send out all the troops. The best option is to send out people, but... only a few elites will be sent out."
The Antarctic Immortal's words were very sincere, and he even inadvertently brought out the Arctic Emperor's worries.
Nothing to hide.
The Arctic Emperor looked at the Antarctic Immortal. After a moment, he nodded gently: "Okay, declare my emperor's order!"
"Old minister accepts the order."
The Antarctic Immortal looked serious, arranged his clothes again, and then spoke very seriously.
"Antarctic Immortal, I order you to lead a team of people to find out what is going on."
"If it is indeed man-made sabotage, kill him!"
"But not defeated..."
"This is my emperor's order. If you are defeated, I will take action."
As he spoke, the Arctic Emperor took out a token, threw it out, and landed steadily in front of the Antarctic Immortal.
"Order of Honoring the Emperor."
The Antarctic Immortal raised the token respectfully, then slowly stood up, faced the Arctic Emperor, and walked backward out of the Lingxiao Palace.
The Arctic Emperor slowly closed his eyes.
…
"The Lingxiao Palace was opened so hastily."
"It's because Beiji is stupid, so you should show it to me."
"Are you afraid that I will compete for the position of the Sixth Imperial Guard?"
After leaving the Lingxiao Palace, the moment he turned around, the respectful look on the face of the Antarctic Immortal had disappeared. There was a thoughtful look in his eyes, and he frowned slightly, thinking in thought.
"Emperor's order, Wang Shi's tomb, interesting."
"Just take it as a look at the fun."
The Antarctic Immortal was playing with the token in his hand, not taking it seriously at all, he put it away and left behind his back.
And all these actions were done without even the thought of concealment, just outside the Lingxiao Palace, in front of the Arctic Emperor.
In the palace, the king is the king and the minister is the minister.
But outside the palace...
I'm not yours. In terms of qualifications, I'm no worse than you. In terms of strength, at the level of Six Imperial Guards, I'm also fast.
Who are you?
You dare to kill me.
He abides by the king's rules, the rules of the Arctic Emperor, haha...
Anyway, that's what it meant. The Arctic Emperor didn't mean to be angry. He just opened his eyes and watched the Antarctic Immortal leave with a little amusement.
The Antarctic Immortal didn't even bring a single heavenly soldier with him, so he flew alone in the air and rushed to the North Pole.
Seems unhurried.
It even makes people worry that when he arrives, everything will be over.
…
"Boss, where is the Far North?"
The masked young man asked tentatively.
The fox sat leisurely by the lake, still fishing for his own fish, and said casually: "Never mind it, if the sky falls, the Youtian group will hold it up."
"There are benefits, Tianzhu will take it and support it for a few more days."
"There is a trap, shall we step on it?"
"Just wait quietly."
After listening to the fox's words, the masked young man became silent, and after a long time he spoke again: "But...Boss, it seems that all the time you delayed was used for fishing..."
"I don't care what you do to strengthen us."
"Do you think it's time to... move?"
"I'm afraid of death."
The fox's hand on the fishing rod tightened, and he turned his head to look at the masked young man with an unkind expression.
The masked young man followed the good example and decisively shut up and stopped talking.
Only then did the fox continue his leisurely fishing career with satisfaction.
"Is it written in a system novel...I make a fortune by fishing? All experience depends on fishing? Start with a pair of fishing rods? Fishing in the heavens?"
"Otherwise it doesn't make sense."
The masked young man still couldn't hold it back and muttered to himself.
The fox, on the other hand, held the fishing rod tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, and growled: "Get out, now, now!"
The masked young man left in despair instantly.
…
Lingshan.
"Everyone, are you going or... not going?"
Dharmakaya Buddha asked.
"go!"
"A poor monk should take this journey."
"good!"
"When the poor monk saw the relics of his master, he should take him home."
With almost no hesitation, each Buddha spoke decisively, and even some Bodhisattvas became ready to move.
