King of the Fairy City

Ordinary willows usually grow along the banks of rivers and are very short, but the willow in front of us was born in a forbidden mountain after all, and it is also a spirit. Although we have not seen it transform, its spirituality is definitely not low.

Therefore, compared with ordinary willows, this willow is not short. It is taller than Ye Mo, with lush branches and leaves, blocking most of the tunnel.

p\u003eBecause of the influence of darkness, Ye Mo could not see through the willow with his eyesight. When he bypassed the willow, he saw the scene in front of him and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He turned back suddenly, and the thunder and fire on his fingertips burst out. The small magical weapon was driven by magic power and also made a clear cry. A black magic bird was proud, raised its head and flapped its wings to hit the sky, sweeping out layers of black magic fire, and surging towards the willow.

However, at this moment, the black light of the willow burst out violently, making the tunnel completely dark, and nothing could be seen in front of him.

At the same time, Ye Mo suddenly felt dizzy. This feeling was similar to the feeling when Wen Ren Nuan used the strange bracelet. It made people's minds chaotic and they couldn't even stand steadily. They all had the effect of affecting the soul and spirit.

"Oh no, this Pu Liu is actually the trump card of the Immovable City to control people."

Ye Mo didn't have time to be shocked. He soon fell to the ground with a "thump" and fainted directly.

Without Ye Mo's mana, the law-breaking divine thunder and the black magic bird disappeared in the blink of an eye. The whole body was pitch black and full of demonic Pu Liu seemed to have not taken the soul of the law-breaking divine thunder and the black magic bird seriously. From beginning to end, he didn't move at all. Only the faint black light on the branches and leaves was flowing, spreading out a series of invisible black lines, connecting to Ye Mo's head.

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The world is vast. It is said that even the high-ranking cultivators like the immortals on the land can hardly walk through every corner of the world. It can be seen how vast the world is.

After millions of years of evolution and development, the world of immortal cultivation has reached its peak. The cultivators of Jiuzhou, the four seas, the three continents of Nanmo, Beiming, and Xiyou, the underworld, the demon world, and many other regions have exchanged what they have.

It is naturally impossible for many cultivators to live in harmony. Wars are common, but compared with the vast world, it is nothing.

In Zhongzhou, the center of Jiuzhou, there is a giant sect with influence all over Jiuzhou, four seas, three continents and two worlds. It is at the peak and no one dares to provoke it. Wherever its influence reaches, its business is extremely prosperous. It is becoming more and more powerful and invincible, and it has a tendency to become the uncrowned king of the world.

Zhongzhou is extremely large and vast, but there is a million miles of land in it, which has been enclosed as a private land. A huge palace with a radius of one million miles has been built, covering millions of mountains and millions of rivers. There are also supreme formation masters who reverse the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, the yin and yang of the universe, and form the Kunpeng mountain and river situation to suppress everything.

All under heaven belongs to the king; all the people in the world belong to the king.

This sentence is the best interpretation of the invincible power of this giant sect.

Today, hundreds of millions of people and immortals in Zhongzhou do not farm, weave, or practice. They stop all activities and look forward to the brilliant and splendid palace of millions of miles - Huangdao Palace. Everyone is waiting for a certain moment, and their hearts are connected with Huangdao Palace.

In the Zhongtian Palace in the center of the palace, civil and military officials and monks gathered together and stood quietly in the palace. In the huge Zhongtian Palace, only the voices of officials and monks who reported to the emperor were heard. When encountering controversial things, there were some discussions.

But as long as the existence on the ninety-ninth crystal stone step opened his mouth, the voice immediately dissipated, and everyone listened to the heavenly sound quietly.

Today is a little different from the past. The existence on the ninety-nine steps seems a little anxious. On weekdays, he would discuss state affairs with the ministers, but today he seems a little impatient. No matter what the big deal is, the emperor is so powerful that he makes the final decision, and no one dares to have any opinions.

The ministers and monks below also know what day it is today. No one has the courage to offend this existence. Moreover, many decisions are not bad. Today is a special day, and none of the ministers and monks care about this little thing.

More than an hour later, after hurriedly handling state affairs, the figure on the Kunpeng throne on the ninety-nine steps suddenly disappeared, leaving only the throne standing there alone.

Helplessly, the chief steward of the palace had to announce the withdrawal of the court, and then disappeared in Zhongtian Palace.

The ministers and monks seemed to have heard nothing, and no one left foolishly. They just talked in Zhongtian Palace, and their expressions were so excited that they were about to marry a ******.

The golden light flashed, and in a flash, a golden figure kept shuttling through the void, and quickly came to the outside of a majestic fairy palace. The plaque on the door was clearly outlined with the three words "Luanhuang Palace".

The golden figure flew down, and the golden light disappeared, revealing a handsome and majestic face under the golden light. He looked more than 30 years old. With a wave of his sleeves, he wanted to break into the palace.

"Your Majesty, the headmaster, you can't. The queen ordered the servants not to let your majesty in."

A group of maids guarding outside the palace rushed up and refused to let the young man in.

The young man looked helpless and could only walk around anxiously outside the palace to relieve his anxiety.

This young man was the master of the million-mile palace in Zhongzhou - Shen Kunhuang. He had a body of Zhenzhihua realm. He looked only more than 30 years old, but in fact his real age was close to 4,000 years old, which could be regarded as an old monster.

It is difficult for cultivators to pass on their legacy to their descendants, let alone an old monster like this who has reached the realm of Zhenzhihua. After his cultivation reached perfection, Emperor Shenkun always wanted to have a child who would inherit his Kunpeng Divine Sect's tradition and become the next generation of the headmaster.

Unfortunately, God did not fulfill his wish. He cultivated to the realm of enlightenment at the age of eight hundred, but he did not have an heir for more than three thousand years, which made him almost think that he would have no offspring for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, God has not eliminated his wife after all. Just half a year ago, a concubine suddenly received news that she was pregnant. He was immediately overjoyed and immediately ordered people to build a splendid and luxurious Luanhuang. Palace, and the concubine was immediately canonized as queen and flew to the branch.

After waiting for more than half a year, the anxious God Kun Emperor could no longer sit still. He heard from the medical master that this was a Pengzi, a son with authority, not Kun's daughter. From now on, he would have descendants to inherit his throne.

There is no rush to give birth to a child, and Emperor Shen Kun also understands this, but he just can't control his anxiety. This kind of suffering is like a year for him.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of a baby falling to the ground was heard. Emperor Shen Kun felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He froze on the spot and was completely confused.

The maids yelled several times in panic, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, dancing and laughing wildly: "I have a daughter, a son, a son, hahaha..."

Not long after, an incomparably beautiful woman walked out with a small thing in her arms. She was extremely happy and handed over the little thing in her arms. At the same time, she also handed over a small gray stone, like a stone egg.

Emperor Shen Kun regarded his newborn son as a treasure and carefully held his newborn son in his arms. He was as happy as a three-year-old child, teasing the little thing in his arms. After teasing for a few times, Emperor Shen Kun suddenly frowned. He raised his head and said: "Isn't it said that young children like to cry? I heard crying just now, why is it gone now? As the son of this emperor, no matter how much I cry, I can't cry as much as ordinary children."

All the maids looked at each other, and the beautiful woman who came out with the prince in her arms turned her beautiful eyes, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the headmaster, you also said that that is the child of an ordinary family, how can your son be compared with ordinary people? It's a sign of a god to be born with something different. Speaking of which, if he really starts crying, Your Majesty will have a headache."

Emperor Shen Kun has lived for more than four thousand years and knows that these words are flattering, but he is too late to be happy at this moment, so naturally he will not care about these many things. This explanation just touched his heart, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing. The world.

"Well, being born with an gray egg in your hand and silently not crying is really a strange phenomenon. In this case, my father will name you Mo, Ye Mo, His Majesty Kunpeng Shenzong Pengzi, hahaha..."

While the God Kun Emperor was laughing, he gave the newborn prince a name that would last his whole life. The Kunpeng Taoist surname was Ye, and his given name was Mo.

Before he finished speaking, the wind suddenly surged above the nine heavens. The black clouds condensed, layer upon layer, and the sound was huge and boundless. A black cloud covered the Luanhuang Palace, thundering, flickering and dancing. Every escaping thunder had the potential to break the mountain. Jiang Zhiwei was extremely terrifying.

Countless people are confused. Is there anyone near Luanhuang Palace who has survived the tribulation? Aren't you afraid of making His Majesty the Headmaster furious, killing the nine tribes and destroying the souls?

Emperor Shen Kun turned his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sky, with a cold smile on his lips: "I have a son in four thousand years, who dares to touch him? I penetrate the nine heavens and destroy the nine ghosts." They will all be killed, not even God’s will!”

"kill!"

Emperor Shen Kun had a cold look on his face and shouted suddenly, but his voice did not scatter. He only flew towards the sky. His rolling magic power surged into the sky. His imperial power shocked the nine heavens and ten earths. The terrifying power immediately shook the calamity clouds in all directions. He wanted to Condensation, but it can't be condensed.

The tribulation cloud dispersed, and the aftermath of this shock dispersed, impacting tens of thousands of mountains in the palace in an instant. The majestic mountains with a height of thousands of feet or even higher were like fragile flowers in the strong wind, and were shattered by a roar. , thousands of mountains were annihilated.

The birth of the Supreme Pengzi of the Kunpeng Divine Sect was celebrated by the whole world. Countless forces and powerful monks sent congratulations and gifts. The Imperial Palace celebrated a year, and the little Pengzi Ye Mo celebrated his 100th birthday and his first birthday together.

Soon, Ye Mo, Xiaopeng's son, was already two years old. At the age of two, he already knew a lot of things. He began to read and read, not to mention practicing.

It's just that Ye Mo seems to be born with hysteria. Once he has nothing to do, he becomes confused and loses his mind, often muttering incomprehensible words.

This situation once aroused the vigilance of Emperor Shen Kun, but he was extremely sure that this child was a mortal in his previous life, and was not the reincarnation of some great power. Over time, he stopped caring about it.

One day when he was two years old, Xiaopengzi Ye Mo was wearing golden Kunpeng fairy clothes, with a handsome and cute face, quite a bit like his father's handsomeness. He was squatting boredly on the steps outside the Yanxing Palace, supporting his head with his little arms. His eyes were dull and he was muttering something.

Behind him were a dozen women with extremely terrifying cultivation auras. Half of them kept their eyes on Ye Mo, and half of them glanced around. The guards were extremely tight, guarding Ye Mo's safety at all times.

The gate of Yanxing Palace was not closed. Emperor Shen Kun, who was becoming more and more majestic, looked at Master Yanxing in disbelief. Suddenly, Emperor Shenkun suddenly grabbed Master Yanxing's lapel and lifted him up. He stood up and looked extremely ferocious: "Why didn't you calculate it before?"

"Your majesty, headmaster, please calm down. I am not very good at cultivation. I have made a breakthrough recently. That's it. The little prince will never be able to enter the immortal world for the rest of his life. He was born at the beginning of the end of the world. He is contaminated with the aura of extinction that destroys the world. There is no way that the immortal world will let him." It is impossible for him to enter the immortal world, even if his talent is better than your Majesty, the headmaster. I, I, deserve to die."

"you……"

Emperor Shen Kun's eyes were red, and he wished he could slap Master Yan Star to death, but he knew that slapping Master Yan to death would not help.

After a long time, Emperor Kun reluctantly calmed down his anger and put down Master Yanxing.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for saying so much. The reason why you have reached the state of transformation at the age of 800 and have only now broken through to the extreme and gained the possibility of entering the fairyland is also because of this reason. You should make a decision early, whether to go or stay, make a decision early."

Master Yanxing continued.

After sending Master Yanxing away, Emperor Kun turned around and looked at Ye Mo, who was squatting on the steps outside the palace. A few wrinkles appeared on his handsome face for no reason, and two tears suddenly fell.

Outside the palace gate, Ye Mo's eyes were dull, and he kept muttering: "Ye Qin, Ye Chen, Ye Mo, Ye Qin..."