"Master of the Eternal Sect..."
Looking around lightly, An Qisheng whispered in his heart, staring at the sea of stars, as if looking into the distance.
It's a pity that the void is endless and the sea of stars is vast. With his current cultivation level, he can't peep into it, let alone see the Master of the Eternal Life Sect and others deep in the starry sky.
But there are thousands of thoughts scattered in his heart.
Is the Master of the Eternal Life Sect a so-called "heavenly secret variable" like Qi Cang, or is he the rebirth of an ancient power?
Or is it the 'divine thought' born from the corpse of the Mighty One that we have seen before?
Or...
An Qisheng didn't pay attention, but when the war ended and everything calmed down, the atmosphere up and down Mount Dashi gradually began to boil.
Babel!
Make the king!
For most people, these two words can only be seen in legends, even if most of the people present are disciples of Dashi Holy Land.
As powerful as the Lords of the Great Beginning Holy Land, the two old feudal lords who were regarded as the foundation had nothing but reverence for these two words. They may have had ambitions in their hearts, but they were just ambitions after all.
At this moment, witnessing the birth of a giant king, it was a scene destined to be remembered for the rest of their lives for all the monks present.
The figure of the white-haired Taoist will also become an unforgettable trace in their lives.
Shocked, horrified, awe, reverence...even proud!
Endless emotions were brewing in everyone's hearts.
Not long after, someone in the crowd suddenly took a step forward.
He was dressed in black, his complexion was as iron, and he was an elder of the Holy Land of Da Shi.
He looked at the figure under the golden bell, shrouded in divine light, bowed down and uttered a thunderous sound:
"Feng Qingxue, meet King Yuanyang!"
The world was silent, and the person's voice broke through the air, instantly attracting countless gazes, some were surprised, some were puzzled, and so on.
To be united and called a lord, to reach the sky to be a king, this is a rule that has been passed down to this day since ancient times, and is recognized by the human race and even all races.
But Taoist Yuanyang's friends and foes were unknown, and everyone was hesitant. When they saw Feng Qingxue speaking, they naturally felt complicated.
But before he finished speaking, someone stepped out with a stronger breath and a higher voice: "Wang Sun, Zhao Wangsun, pay your respects to King Yuanyang!"
The two of them pronounced their words one after another and prostrated themselves.
"Yuanyang...King."
Holy Lord Dashi stood in the void, looking at the white-haired Taoist in the divine light in the distance, his mind swaying, and there was sadness in his eyes.
All ambitions seemed to have become a joke at this time.
Hearing the sound of worship ringing in his ears, he felt unwilling but also admired.
To be able to defy heaven and confer the title of king on someone who is not suitable for cultivation, this Taoist Yuanyang's talent is as strong as that of ancient and modern emperors, and he can deserve no matter how much honor he receives.
But he couldn't calm down in his heart, let alone follow the crowd and worship.
Holy Lord Da Shi was amazed in his heart, not to mention the others.
There was a momentary commotion among the monks in heaven and earth, and many people had various thoughts, but in the end, more people came out and prostrated:
"Ge Feiyu, meet King Yuanyang!"
"Pu Yuquan..."
"Ruan Yuyu..."
...
"Greetings, King Yuanyang!"
Either everyone has a herd mentality, or maybe the shock today was too great, and everyone's thoughts disappeared, and when they saw one person, one person came out to prostrate themselves.
Finally, the sound of prostrating and chanting resounded like a tsunami across the earth and sky, thousands of miles in the sky:
"I'll wait to meet King Yuanyang!"
How vast are the pronunciations of thousands of monks?
Its sound may not be as good as the roar of the Golden Bell of Great Beginning, but the combined vibration of the voices of thousands of monks seems to shake the heaven and the earth!
The spiritual resonance it caused seemed to spread to extremely far-reaching places through the void. Wherever it passed, the air currents rolled, the wind roared, and the celestial phenomena changed.
It caused shock and horror to countless people.
The other sects in Dongzhou, the Holy Land, other continents, and even the many forces in the starry sky that peered into this place through various means were all dead silent.
At this moment, even the most arrogant person has to admit that today and even for a long time in the future.
That Taoist Yuanyang will become the uncrowned king of Dongzhou and even the entire Huangji Continent!
All the outstanding people and the Holy Land’s heritage will bow before him!
As far as the eye can see, thousands of people are bowing their heads, and even the most insignificant person among these bowed people, if he enters the mortal world, the worst he can do is to live and kill in one country, and to kill and kill in two ways.
But An Qisheng's heart was neither happy nor sad, and he was not touched. He bowed to the powerful. This was a normal thing for the cultivators in the Wanyang Realm.
The strong are the pioneers of the Tao. They are admired, followed, worshiped and worshiped. They are everywhere in the legends of this world.
But it was difficult for him to be touched.
Even though the people of the Holy Land of Dashi, who had regarded him as enemies before, now bowed their heads in worship, he did not feel any joy.
Standing in the sky, An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and he could feel the incomparable harmony between heaven, earth, man and himself. The five qi came to the source and the three flowers gathered at the top. His Taoism had a true foundation.
At this time, I have a lot of insights. The heaven, earth, people, essence, energy, human body, small Tai Chi, and universe Tai Chi are all in perfect harmony at this time.
Faintly, he seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of the subtle changes between heaven and earth, the flow of inspiration, the ups and downs of luck, and the prosperity and silence of heaven and earth.
Compared to heaven and earth, everything else is insignificant.
...
Huhu~
The wind is blowing in the barren mountains and the clouds are flowing in the sky.
Chu Yunyang stopped at the top of the barren mountain, looked at the Holy Land of Da Shi, and listened to the faint voice of worship, his expression was a little complicated:
"King Yuanyang, king...make the king! But, why haven't we seen the legendary catastrophe..."
Chu Yunyang felt emotional and shocked, but also puzzled.
There are calamities in the cave, but there are no disasters for monks, but this is only a relative term. Promotion to heaven is the link between man and heaven, and it is the first step for monks to control the celestial phenomena with their human hearts.
According to ancient and modern legends, if you reach this point, God will definitely bring disaster.
That Taoist Yuanyang is invincible and the best in the world, but will the heavenly calamity still be afraid of him and not come?
"The Heaven-Deceiving Formation, that King Yuanyang must be extremely proficient in the Heaven-Deceiving Formation, and his methods are unpredictable. We can't even see this formation!"
At this time, Zhao Zhen, who had been staring at the sky for a long time without saying a word, slowly spoke with dignity and wonder.
Dingyuan City's status in Zhongzhou is not as good as that of the Overlord Imperial Court, but its inheritance is longer. The ancient 'Dinghuang' inheritance holy land has many magical methods.
After staring for a long time, he finally saw the clues, but what surprised him was that the formation seemed to be not on the outside, but on the inside.
Did he imprint the formation into his body?
But the formation not only requires the formation disk, but also the earth veins and the stars. How did he do it?
"Deceiving the Heaven Formation?"
Chu Yunyang was slightly shocked, then thoughtfully said: "If it is a large formation to deceive the sky, it can indeed deceive the heavenly tribulation for a short time. However, where is the formation, can deceiving the sky also deceive people?"
The Heaven-Deceiving Formation is still the most powerful way to avoid disasters in the world, and it is also the only formation that can possibly avoid heavenly disasters.
There are many sects and holy places in the world that have inherited the Heaven-Deceiving Formation. However, how high must his attainments in the Heaven-Deceiving Formation be to avoid the heavenly catastrophe?
"Unexpectedly, the first powerful person in the world to be crowned king actually came from Dongzhou. A figure like the Empress is still unable to break through. Then King Yuanyang..."
Zhao Zhen's heart was throbbing.
Since the ancient emperors settled in Zhongzhou, for countless thousands of years, Zhongzhou has always been the center of human destiny. Geniuses emerge in endlessly and are rarely overshadowed by other states.
He had seen Taoist Yuanyang take action from a distance, and was shocked in his heart, but he never thought that this person could surpass the Empress Chu Mengyao and become the first powerful person in the world to be crowned king.
Living with such beings for the rest of our lives is really despairing...
"Little sister, it's best to be strong. If you find out about this king..." Chu Yunyang couldn't help but shudder when Zhao Zhen mentioned his little sister.
Chu Mengyao was regarded as the most talented person in the Overlord Imperial Court since Guanglong Supreme. She was given high hopes by countless people, and her own character was even more strong.
If he knew that Taoist Yuanyang had achieved heaven-reaching achievements, not only would he not retreat, but he would probably come looking for him, right?
"This person has achieved great success in becoming a king, and he even owns the Golden Bell of Great Shi. The Wanfa Dragon Tower was also suspected of recognizing its master before. Isn't the empress so unwise?"
Zhao Zhen frowned, but when he thought of the empress's life story, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
"Brother Zhao, come with me to the Holy Land of Da Shi!"
Chu Yunyang gritted his teeth and decided to meet the 'King Yuanyang'.
Zhao Zhen hesitated slightly, but still nodded: "That's fine, I came to Dongzhou just to see the heroes of Dongzhou. I can't wait to see this king's achievements!"
No one can take a king lightly.
It's just that he has seen Taoist Yuanyang take action. His aura is vast and vast, and Yin and Yang merge together. He shouldn't be too domineering, right?
should......
...
"Achievements that reach the heavens and become kings against the heavens! Everything that my uncle once predicted has come true! Is there anyone who can really achieve such an achievement before the heaven changes?"
Somewhere in the towering mountains, smoke curled up from the kitchen, a thunder knife was flipping from time to time, and the meat of an unknown ferocious beast was dripping grease and sizzling on it.
On a big rock, Feng Xinglie, a horse with a golden sword, was sitting, but he also felt the changes in the sky.
It was just a big stone, but it gave him the feeling of an emperor's throne when he sat on it. The powerful and domineering aura filled the forest, stopping the roar of wild beasts and the chirping of mosquitoes.
The huge mountains fell into a dead silence.
"Yuan Yang, King!"
Feng Xinglie's eyes flickered with a strong fighting spirit: "To be able to step into Tongtian in this world, with such qualifications and talents, is not inferior to the emperor in ancient times, right?"
The meat of the dragon beast has not yet been roasted, but looking at the vision in the sky and the lingering breath, Feng Xinglie is extremely satisfied. He takes off the wine bottle from his waist and swallows the wine:
"How lucky am I, Feng Xinglie, to be able to live with such outstanding people for the rest of my life? God, you are not treating me poorly! Not lightly!"
...
The celestial phenomenon of the King of Feng shrouded the Eastern Continent, and even spread to the four seas of nine states and endless deserts. How could it attract only a few eyes?
Not only Chu Yunyang, Zhao Zhen, Feng Xinglie and others, but also countless masters came out of the retreat.
Either tearing the void apart, or riding on a chariot or a spiritual treasure, or heading to Dongzhou through the Domain Gate.
Kyushu, which was like a stagnant water, was completely revitalized today.
But when many people wanted to go to the Holy Mountain of Dashi to worship, Qi Cang stood up silently.
He stared at the vision in the sky and sighed in his heart: "It is really disappointing to live with such a person for the rest of my life..."
No one in the world knows what this day represents better than him.
Emperor Yuanyang achieved heaven-reaching achievements, became king in adversity, and became the most powerful man in the world in one fell swoop. This will continue until the sky changes, and will continue until eight thousand years later!
For tens of thousands of years, no matter how much you pass on the Holy Land, whether the Overlord is reincarnated or Guanglong is second, your talents and talents are unparalleled in the past and present, you will only be dimmed in front of him.
Just like thousands of years later, Ba Huang Feng Xinglie sighed when he challenged Emperor Yuanyang three times and was defeated. If Lie was born, how could Yang be born?
At this moment, all the heroes in the world are still unable to understand the despair and unwillingness to be dominated by Emperor Yuanyang.
There is even a desire to wait for the sky to change and compete with it.
It's so... pathetic.
After silently mourning for some people, including himself, Qi Cang stood up and prepared to stay away from this place of right and wrong.
This time, various forces came to congratulate Yuanyang on being crowned king, although it was far from being compared with the grand occasion of "all races and spirits from all over the world came to Yuanyang" in later generations.
For him, it is also an extremely dangerous thing.
Although he didn't understand why his luck declined instead of rising after he used the 'Heaven-defying Life-Destroying Ribbon' on Yuan Duxiu, he knew very well how miserable it would be when his luck was at its lowest.
The more stormy and stormy a place is, the more you have to stay away from it, otherwise, you may not be able to survive your previous life...
"Yuanyang, Yuanyang..."
Qi Cang let out a long sigh and was about to tear apart the void and leave. Even though he was already extremely far away from the Holy Land of Da Shi, he still wanted to get further away.
But at this moment, his heart suddenly tightened, and a clearer and brighter voice sounded in his ears:
"You mean Yuanyang? Have you ever recognized him?"
Qi Cang's eyelids twitched wildly. He slowly turned around and looked up. He saw ripples in the void thousands of miles away, and a heroic girl in white men's clothing.
As he stepped out of the void, his eyes as bright as stars were looking at himself, seeming a little surprised:
"There are quite a few masters in Dongzhou, but are the strong ones who can crush the void everywhere?"
Qi Cang felt sweat on his forehead.
The woman was dressed in men's clothing, but her martial prowess could not hide her peerless appearance. She was handsome but not weak, and her slender body contained an extremely strong spirit.
At this time, she was holding a white bracelet.
"......I......"
Qi Cang suddenly felt that his throat was dry.
