Jing Le Country, a nightless city, Sun Kee noodle stall.
"coming."
Jingu Emperor walked to the noodle stall in his soul body.
"Yankang, it's rare to come back for a family dinner. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to be there."
The true and false emperors smiled strangely and looked at the inexplicably gloomy Emperor Mingzhen.
"Give me an explanation, Kaihuang."
The emperor always folded his arms, but with gentle eyes, he recalled the emperor's title that had been buried by the years.
"Senior Kaihuang, your advancement in cultivation this time is simply beyond imagination. If you don't give us a reasonable explanation, we will very much suspect that you have been plotted by others!"
Emperor Jingle looked at the old man Wang who had been emperor for two lifetimes, and was deeply shocked by the commotion he made.
"Visiting the ancient times to seek secluded places, I was not deprived of my home."
In response to the four emperors' surprise, Emperor Yankang had a trace of black line on his forehead.
"What kind of ancient are you visiting? Will you take me with you next time? After so many years, my broken imperial body has been repaired by the dragon veins for many years. It is definitely possible to help."
The true and false emperor had a flattering look on his face, and she was very curious about how Emperor Yankang, who spent 70% of his life in the outside world, managed to overtake others in a corner in terms of cultivation.
"I'm just looking for a visitor, not digging a grave."
When Emperor Yankang saw the True and False Emperor taking out a super drill made of gold crystal black iron and the evil-proof Tengu blood from under his skirt, his old face darkened so hard that he almost lost his temper.
"That's such a shame."
Silently putting away his drill, the True and False Emperor felt quite disappointed. He felt that Emperor Yankang's business outside was cleaner than he imagined.
"Generally speaking, it is extremely difficult for people like you and me to make one step forward at a hundred feet, let alone advance more than one step above a hundred feet. Without certain circumstances, it is absolutely impossible."
For this founding emperor who stood out among all the surnames after the modern and ancient emperors tore apart the destiny, the emperor, as the ancestor of Jingle, still maintained the respect he deserved.
"I went to the Fire Cloud Cave, and after hiding everything, I met the Suiren clan."
Emperor Yankang briefly mentioned his situation outside.
"That's it?"
Emperor Jingu and Emperor Yankang were considered contemporaries, and they had some understanding of Emperor Yankang's theory that the tip of the iceberg was not revealed.
"That's all. The conversation was not very pleasant. In addition, the Suiren family has been deeply possessed. He only has one chance. Before the real opportunity arises, he does not dare to gamble or gamble on the future of the entire human race."
Emperor Yankang rubbed the sword and just sighed.
"Interrupt me, Senior Kaihuang, what are you always talking about with the Suiren family, and it makes you so unhappy?"
Emperor Jingle was very curious about what happened in the Fire Cloud Cave. After all, the Suiren clan had been completely silent since the Lich Tribulation. This was the first time he heard the theory of being possessed by the devil from Emperor Yankang.
"During the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the great religions were fighting against each other, and the emperor they established never asked me about the opinions of the four mountains of the human race, especially those like Chan Jiao and Samana who were too ugly to look at. This meeting with the Suiren family was just to bring this world back to the human race. In the Imperial Era, in other words, Emperor Ji Zhou was deposed, and the Four Mountains of the human race once again established the Nine-Nine Human Emperors, allowing humankind to take off again."
Emperor Yankang said this about his inner ambition, and his ambition was so great that the eyebrows of the emperors present trembled.
"Old man, you are really capable. You dare to say anything. This is the first time in my life that I am so convinced by you."
Emperor Mingzhen laughed loudly as he slapped the table, feeling extremely happy in his heart. It was obvious that his father's remarks were to his liking.
"Don't interrupt, Xiao Mingzhen, learn more from your wife-in-law, and stop interrupting when you have nothing to do. Don't you see our elders talking?"
The True and False Emperors were not used to Emperor Mingzhen at all. They grabbed Emperor Mingzhen's ears and made him sit obediently in the back with Queen Shansheng, leaving no room for Emperor Mingzhen to interrupt at all.
"Kaihuang, do you know that your previous remarks are against the general trend of heaven and earth? The appearance of the emperor is not unreasonable."
The Emperor's eyes showed seriousness at all times, and he questioned the junior in front of him whose cultivation level was much higher than his.
"I know, even know far more than you do."
Emperor Yankang nodded.
"I know that you still mentioned this to Suiren. Don't you think you died quickly enough? Not to mention the Taoist who conforms to the ancient way of heaven, the one who just explained the teaching will not tolerate you."
The real and false emperor played with his hair, feeling that Emperor Yankang was not in his right mind when he returned this time.
"It may not be without reason. Kaihuang, give me a reason to convince me, no, even just half of it. If you fight with this broken soul, I will fight to the death to help you."
Emperor Jingu yawned, obviously not intending to argue with Emperor Yankang who couldn't pour half of the dumplings out of a kettle, and took the lead in expressing his attitude.
"Hey! Little brother! He hasn't asked us to help him yet! Why are you so anxious to join in? Pay back his grandma's lowering of standards! Are you serious!?"
The true and false emperor looked at the ancient emperor in confusion, who was not playing his cards according to the routine.
"I'm serious, true or false."
Emperor Jingu touched the blood droplets that oozed out of his neck for no apparent reason. His expression was serious and he had no intention of joking with the real and fake emperor at all.
"Senior Jingu, are you okay? I have the best Nine-Nine Soul Nourishing Pill. Would you like to take some?"
Shan Sheng, who has a lot of money in his family, looked at the inexplicably injured True and False Emperor, and silently took out the elixir that Saint Lao Jun had said.
"It's okay, he kept his hand, and I only had a layer of skin broken."
Emperor Jingu shook his head slightly and declined Queen Shansheng's kindness.
"Old man, don't be so pretentious. It's rare for senior Jingu to ask you to express your stance, so you can just give us a step so that we can get along with each other more or less."
Xu Shizhen couldn't stand it, and Emperor Mingzhen rarely tried to persuade him.
"I recommended a human emperor to the Suiren clan."
Emperor Yankang lowered his head and thought for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Sure enough, it may not be without reason, Yankang, why don't you just say it directly, who is that person?"
The true and false emperor was impatient and couldn't help but urge.
"My grandson, Wangqiu."
When Emperor Yankang said this, his old face was filled with pride.
The emperors were silent. Even Emperor Mingzhen, who had always supported Wangqiu, could not help but cover his face. Queen Shansheng was completely stunned.
Emperor Yankang's bravery was simply incredible.
"It's not like I can't understand the unpleasantness of the meeting."
Emperor Zhi glanced at Emperor Yankang with a hint of speechlessness in his eyes. He didn't understand what kind of warrior his grandma was.
"You are a bit young, but if it is Xiao Wangqiu, he might be able to take up the position of Human Emperor after a few years of hard work... It's not that I can't help you. After all, Xiao Wangqiu has learned my skills. As a Master, I have to protect the Tao no matter what."
The attitude of the true and false emperors is clearly double-standard.
"Senior Kaihuang, is this too early for Wangqiu?"
Some things should not be stated openly, and Emperor Jingle, who had already regarded Wangqiu as his grandson-in-law, should not be too biased towards Wangqiu.
As the old saying goes, any tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
"I have expected it. If I were you, if I were to put myself in your shoes, I would also make a proposal because of this young man's talent. But this is not the reason for me to help you. You must show me the value of that young man and that he is worthy of my death." Dao Xiao will not hesitate to risk his life."
The ancient emperor's attitude remains neutral.
"When I was visiting ancient times, I got a drop of true blood from a great... Chang Yang Holy Fetus."
The gray-haired old man saw that the emperors' attitudes were a little shaken, so he took a dose of harsh medicine at the right time.
I saw a drop of red blood in the palm of the gray-haired old man's hand. The red blood was filled with vitality like a vast ocean, and the terrifying vitality even affected the dead things around him.
Young plants sprouted from the doorposts, the wooden chairs ran out of the noodle stall, the spoons grew tongues to lick the noodle soup clean, and the minced meat sprouted wings...
The true and false emperor touched his eyeballs, which seemed to have a tendency to have a long mouth, with a look of horror on his face.
The emperor stepped back three feet in disbelief, fearing that he would be eroded by this terrifying vitality that would change the structure of his soul.
Emperor Jingu glanced at the slowly moving blood stains on his fingers, and seemed to have made some kind of determination.
