Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Feng Jueyu never expected that Elder Yiming, who was rumored to know everything and everything, was such a person.

A country man with a strange appearance.

Although it is said that people cannot be judged by their appearance, it is widely rumored in the world that the elder Yiming knows the life and death of the world, and it will not be too simple anyway. After seeing it with his own eyes, Feng Jueyu somewhat questioned Jiuwei's words. That's what I mean.

Looking carefully at the elder Yiming, Feng Jueyu slowly walked to the side of the simple square table that can be seen everywhere in the Taixuan Continent. The table still lacked a corner, and there were four small benches around it. On one of the small benches, he leisurely and elegantly held a large teapot and poured tea into the bowl. The tea should be good. Steaming white steam rose from the boiling hot tea, followed by a faint fragrance that permeated the air. In the prehistoric black marsh where there are flower fields everywhere.

"Come on, little friend, please sit down."

Yiming was not polite, he beckoned Feng Jueyu to sit down as if he was acquainted, of course Feng Jueyu would not be polite, nodded and sat opposite Yiming without saying a word.

At this time, Wu Qingqiu, Wen Su, and Sun Dasheng were all standing behind him respectfully, not daring to be abrupt, as if there was a special aura about Yiming, who had a modest appearance and kind attitude, which made the three of them stand in awe. Respectfully.

While sitting, Yiming pushed a bowl of tea in front of Feng Jueyu, and made a gesture of please, then took out a straw woven cattail fan from under the table and fanned it, making people feel that the weather is so hot.

Feng Jueyu didn't take the bowl, but looked at Elder Yiming with weird eyes. Practitioners have a habit, or it is called a problem. When they see people who don't recognize them, especially top experts, they can't help subconsciously. Even though Feng Jueyu knew that such an approach was abrupt and inappropriate, he did not shy away from taking a few more glances at him.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being surprised.

It wasn't because Yiming's cultivation prevented him from seeing it, but the other party didn't have the aura of the source of divine power at all, just like an ordinary person, exactly the same as a real ordinary person.

Feng Jueyu was a little puzzled, could it be that his cultivation base was too far behind him, and he couldn't detect the source of the other party's divine power at all?

Just when he was puzzled, Yiming suddenly said: "Hehe, you don't need to look at it, the original divine power of the old man has been lost many years ago, and there is nothing left. The old man is now an ordinary person. Ordinary people."

Feng Jueyu's pupils dilated slightly, and then he felt that his eyes were not suitable, so he quickly restrained himself, took a sip from the tea bowl, and said, "Senior, you are in your prime, why do you call yourself old?"

Yiming smiled, and said like an old country man chatting with someone: "You are hundreds of years old, and you are still in your prime? Don't make fun of me, my friend."

"How many years old?" Feng Jueyu was not surprised.

Yiming knows everything about the rumors, not to mention whether the rumors outside are just hearsay, but the posture of Honghuang Black Marsh is not something a weak person can arrange. Judging from the way of formation, Yiming is definitely what Feng Jueyu saw The strongest who has the deepest comprehension through the formation.

But such a person doesn't have the source of divine power?

Incredible.

"Juniors don't dare." Feng Jueyu replied solemnly, regardless of whether Yiming is a strong man who has achieved success in cultivation, Feng Jueyu will give him enough respect.

When the two met, a few words in the opening remarks were enough, and Feng Jueyu didn't know how to get close to such a person, so he simply explained the purpose of coming: "Senior, I heard that the senior knows everything about the great world, now I would like to ask the senior a question, I hope the senior can give me some advice, and the junior will definitely not expect the great kindness of the senior."

"Is what you want to ask important to you?" Yiming asked with a smile without going around in circles.

Feng Jueyu said seriously: "It's more important than life."

"Oh?" Yiming was taken aback for a moment, followed by a gentle smile, filled the tea bowl in front of him, and then said: "Hongtu Dashi has heard that the old man lives on the edge of the wild and knows everything. People who have questions have come here a lot. That’s right, I know a lot, but I don’t respond to requests. There is no free lunch in this world, and the same is true for old people. I can tell you what you want to know. As long as I know it, I will definitely not hide it. It's just that this old man fulfilled my little friend's wish, and I also hope that my little friend can fulfill one of my old wishes. The so-called fair trade and mutual contacts are like that. I don't know what my little friend thinks? "

Feng Jueyu listened, and understood in his heart that this Ming was not a bodhisattva, he would answer whatever you asked, and if he wanted to get what he wanted to know from Yiming's mouth, he had to fulfill his conditions.

This is reasonable, Feng Jueyu is not surprised, and hopes that he will not owe others favors, if the other party knows the answer to the question he wants to ask, and he can help Yiming with one thing, then he will not owe each other.

pretty good.

After Feng Jueyu heard it, he quickly said: "It's natural, if there is something senior needs to do, as long as the junior can do it, even if he goes through fire and water, he will do it for the senior."

Yiming laughed and said: "It seems that what you want to ask is indeed very important, otherwise you will not easily agree to the old man's request. Don't worry, little friend, listen to my conditions, and the old man will also listen to your question. In case The old man doesn't know the answer, and the little friend saves himself a lot of trouble."

As soon as Feng Jueyu heard this, he immediately agreed. This statement is indeed quite aboveboard. Before the transaction, you must know what each other needs to do, and you can do it before you can proceed.

Feng Jueyu said: "That's what senior said."

Yiming waved his hand: "Don't be too busy, first tell me why you came here, what made you insist on finding the old man?"

Feng Jueyu was not polite, and took out a white cloth from his arms, on which Shangguan Ruofan drew the pattern of the mysterious two-winged scale fish from memory, spread the white cloth on the table, Feng Jueyu asked: "I don't know if senior Having seen the sign, I want to know everything about him."

Holding the teapot, Yiming paused in mid-air, looked sideways and looked carefully, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed again.

This expression changed quickly, but he still didn't escape Killer Fengda's sight. His heart skipped a beat. Does Yiming really know what the mysterious double-winged scalefish is?

Yiming put down the teapot, picked up the white cloth with his right hand, held it in front of him and observed it carefully, and after he had enough time to make a cup of tea, he put the white cloth back, looked at Feng Jueyu with raised eyebrows and said: " May I know why you want to find out its origin?"

A murderous look flashed across Feng Jueyu's eyes: "There is a grudge."

"Big revenge?"

"Big hatred." Feng Jueyu said firmly.

The owner of the mysterious double-winged scale fish has captured nearly [-] martial arts practitioners in Zhou Nanjing. Those are the people he cared about the most, including his family. No matter what the other party's purpose is, they will take people into captivity without even saying hello. Let's go, Feng Jueyu has long regarded him as an enemy that must be killed.

Yiming blinked, sat on the bench and meditated for a while, and said: "I know what it is, and I know its origin, but I don't know more, if you want to know, I can tell you, you listen first How about listening to my conditions?"

"Okay." Feng Jueyu showed joy. He had never seen the mysterious double-winged scale fish before, so it must be difficult to find out. Now that he knew it, he didn't intend to give up this only clue to find his family.

Yiming poured the tea again, but this time, his movements were a lot slower, as if he was thinking about something, nothing to worry about.

After drinking two bowls of tea, Yiming put down the tea bowl, and said solemnly, "The matter you asked is very important. In fact, I shouldn't have said it, but since I decided to tell the truth, I should be fair and honest. , I’m not afraid, my little friend, that you will say that the old man is difficult for me, and what I want you to do will be very dangerous, so do you want to continue asking?”

"Very dangerous?" Feng Jueyu could feel Yiming's tone gradually becoming heavy. I am afraid that what he wanted to do for himself would not be easy, but in order to find Shangguan Ruomeng and others, Feng Jueyu had no other choice. Said: "Even if it is difficult, I will go."

"En." Yiming rubbed his hands together and said with difficulty, "Well, since that's the case, I'll just say it straight. I hope you can exchange something with me for your question."

"what?"

"Samsara Divine Branch!"

"Reincarnation Divine Branch?" Feng Jueyu was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, the expressions of Wu Qingqiu and the three behind Yiming all changed.

"Little friend, have you never heard of the Reincarnation God Branch?" Yiming asked.

Feng Jueyu shook his head, and said decisively: "It is true that I have never heard of it, but seniors can tell juniors where this thing is now."

Yiming grinned at the corner of his mouth and laughed: "It seems that my friend must know the origin of this thing." He pointed to the pattern on the white cloth, and said: "Forget it, the old man told you that the branch of reincarnation is a A branch of a sacred tree was refined into a magic weapon by the owner of Colorful Cloud Valley 200 years ago, and was carried on his body. This is a top-quality gold treasure with extraordinary power. The origin, let me tell you everything."

"The owner of Colorful Cloud Valley?" Feng Jueyu gasped when he heard this.

He doesn't know who the owner of Colorful Xiagu is, but he is no stranger to Colorful Xiagu. In other words, he still has some grievances with Colorful Xiagu.

However, from Feng Jueyu's ears, this task is indeed a bit difficult, very difficult. The Divine Branch of Reincarnation is the magic weapon of the owner of the Rainbow Valley. If you want to steal it, you have to be an enemy of the owner of the Rainbow Valley. If you don't make it right, you have to run over and fight with people, and grab it blatantly.

The owner of Colorful Cloud Valley, how powerful is that existence?

This task is almost impossible to complete, no wonder it is too difficult to make myself think carefully over and over again.