Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan took back the divine sense, did not turn around, just said indifferently: "Fang Rongxuan, you really have hidden your strength just like Zhang Zhongyang."

Before coming in, he knew his strength.

Like Zhang Zhongyang, both are the power of the double emperor.

Fang Rongxuan respectfully salutes: "The Great Emperor Mingjian, this is all compelled by circumstances."

"hehe, compelled by circumstances, in this way, Human Race has no emperor, it won’t be a success. What a joke? You are allowed to become emperors, but others are not allowed to become emperors. Come and tell me, where is there such a reason in the world?" Yang Xuan's voice rumbling straight into his ears.

Fang Rongxuan did not see a trace of tension on his face, and he said, "I and Zhang Zhongyang were both emperors who were made before the arrival of the Evil God messenger, not even later than Chen Yuanxi and Qingyao, but Yuanxi was Great at that time. Emperor and Qingyao Great Emperor’s heads are like Star River, rays of light are shining on the sun and the moon, and our heads are covered."

Yang Xuan didn’t bother to listen to his explanation, and said directly: "I and I ask you, why can’t Human Race have an emperor?"

"The process of becoming an emperor will provoke the strength of Starry Sky, and this power will be noticed by Evil God regardless of thousands of miles, and bring disaster to Human Race. Therefore, Human Race cannot have an emperor." Fang Rongxuan said slowly.

"Oh, bullshit." Yang Xuan sneered: "In that case, Evil God messenger why not deal with you two?"

"The messenger wants to be a local tyrant and does not want to return to Evil God There, so he concealed it on his behalf. Once he has to deal with us, a big battle will surely break out. By that time, the situation here may not be able to be concealed." Fang Rongxuan said neither arrogant nor humble.

"Let me ask you again, what happened to Chen Yuanxi and Qing Yao back then?" Yang Xuan turned around, his eyes cold.

Fang Rongxuan fell into silence this time, and after a while, he whispered: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Yang Xuan hehe sneered: "Chen Yuanxi is not dead, right? Where did he go?"

Fang Rongxuan was surprised, looked up at Yang Xuan, surprised and said: "Chen Yuanxi is not dead? This is impossible. After he passed on to the Great Emperor that day, he body dies and Dao disappears, the corpse god disappears with the wind, impossible is not dead."

"hmph, I said he didn't die, but he didn't die, don't you believe it?" Yang Xuan stared coldly at Fang Rongxuan.

Fang Rongxuan's expression changed overcast and sunny, his eyes flashed rapidly, and he slowly said after a while: "Great Emperor, regarding Chen Yuanxi's life and death, I think Zhang Zhongyang has the most say. "

"Where is he?" Yang Xuan asked with a sneer.

"I don't know!" Fang Rongxuan shook his head again: "I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Well, let's not mention this for now, I will ask you again , After Martial God came here that day, what happened?"

Fang Rongxuan heave a long sigh, whispered: "Martial God is a peerless genius. The cultivation time is very short, but it is approaching the emperor level. Emperor Cheng is imminent, and the Evil God messenger wants to be killed. I argued with Zhang Zhongyang on the basis of reason. As he was unable to guarantee his success, I asked the Great Emperor of Yuanxi to save Martial God secretly. This made the Evil God messenger give up and turn into an incarnation. Entering the imperial court like Martial God."

He stopped, he continued: "After that, Martial God learned of the inside story and took the initiative to give up the opportunity to become an emperor. He stayed in seclusion until recently. It ends."

Fang Rongxuan said that there is no difference with Zhang Zhongyang, either the truth or the two confessed.

Yang Xuan looked at his boss coldly for a while, then turned the subject and said: "What's going on here?"

"It should be Heavenly Wolf Race The people of the people are making trouble in secret, but suffer from no evidence, otherwise, they would have reported to the alliance immediately." Fang Rongxuan said.

At this point, Yang Xuan has nothing to ask.

The crux of the matter, I am afraid it will fall on Martial God who is missing.

Thinking of this, his heart moved: "Where is Qingyao Great Emperor buried?"

"Qingyao star, Qingyao star is named after Qingyao Great Emperor. "Fang Rongxuan replied.

Getting the answer, Yang Xuan finally gave Fang Rongxuan a cold look, and his figure began to dissipate.

After he left, Fang Rongxuan let out a sigh of relief, his eyes flashing, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in it.

At this time, Yang Xuan has already reached the starry sky.

After taking out the star map Qin Liuyun gave him and determining the coordinates of Qingyao Star, he didn't hesitate to step directly into the ripples.

……

The beautiful Qingyao star is in sight.

As the final resting place of Qingyao Great Emperor, Qingyao Star is a big mountain in the entire Human Race Star Domain.

There are no traces of human development on the entire Qingyao Star. The beautiful mountains and rivers, winding rivers, like a green carpet-like forest lush and green, stretch to the end of the line of sight.

Beyond the forest, in an endless grassland, there is a lake like a pearl, dotted with it.

On the side of the lake, a huge stone tombstone stands resolutely.

The tomb of the Qing Yao Great Emperor.

Only stone tablet, no grave.

It is said that the Great Emperor Qingyao was sitting by the lake before his death, watching the clouds rolling and spreading, sunrise and sunset.

At that time, butterflies were flying, the breeze was moving, and the stars appeared for no reason, and the light and dying existed, forming an extremely beautiful picture.

Then Qingyao Great Emperor quietly dissipated in this beautiful scenery, leaving no trace.

A generation of Great Emperor, passing away suddenly, easy to come, and freehand to go.

In order to commemorate the peerless appearance of the Qing Yao Great Emperor, later generations made the entire Qing Yao star the Great Emperor’s tomb, and erected such a huge one by the lake where the Qing Yao Great Emperor finally dissipated. stone tablet, to commemorate.

When Yang Xuan fell by the lake and looked up towards the tomb of the Qingyao Great Emperor's tomb, for some reason, a feeling of admiration for Confucianism suddenly appeared in his heart.

It seems that even if the Great Emperor died, he would leave the spirit behind to guide future generations.

The wind is fierce, and the fireflies are flying in front of the tombstone, sometimes as a river, sometimes as a starlight.

Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to be able to see such a great woman standing on the Star River, looking far away, but suppressing the sun and the moon.

That peerless demeanor is fascinating to look forward to.

In contrast, the person lying under the tombstone is not so satisfying.

The wrinkled clothes, the haggard face with stubble all over his face, the hazy eyes, all mean that the Great Emperor, who was once the same time as the Qingyao Great Emperor, has gone. To the end.

This has nothing to do with life, it is purely a mapping of the Spiritual Plane.

"You are not dead!" Yang Xuan looked at him and made the opening remarks with these three words.

Chen Yuanxi, with his back to the tombstone, did not look towards Yang Xuan at all. Holding a pot of sake, he just looked at the lake under the moonlight in a dull and rigid expression.

After a long while, he muttered: "I'm not dead!"

Yang Xuan continued: "But that day, you were already dead."

Chen Yuan Xi finally showed an expression on her face, but it was a wry smile.

"The Great Emperor Yuanxi is dead. Only Chen Yuanxi, who is called the little brother, remains here."

Yang Xuan was dumb, and suddenly asked: "You Why is there still a connection with you in the power given to me?"

"That is my strength for intensive cultivation for thousands of years. Since I am not dead, I will naturally be involved." Chen Yuanxi took Picking up the hip flask, I didn't forget to signal to Yang Xuan.

There is nothing wrong with this. For a while, Yang Xuan didn't know how to refute it.

"Are you here to send me the end?" Chen Yuanxi took a sip of wine, finally put it down, and asked.