Reborn To Be the King of Ancient Times

In LingXiao Hall:

Haotian looked down at the bottom of boyikao's soul, slowly floating up to the sky, with endless purple awn on his body. Incomparably dazzling, but also with the grand imperial spirit. It's hard for people to look at it for a long time and feel a strong breath. This is the temperament he never had when he was a mortal.

"It's a pity that if you really succeed, you will be honored as the emperor of crape myrtle in the heaven."

"But now that I have come to replace the original Haotian, the world will not have the original five directions and five emperors. You will die of this heart."

Said this, Haotian big hand a move toward Bo Yi Kao's soul shrouded in the past.

The five directions and five emperors are the transformation of the heaven emperor's position into five. Maybe it's the sage's intention to divide the imperial spirit, or maybe it's something else. Always, Ziwei emperor, gouchen emperor, Changsheng emperor, Houtu emperor, and his Jade Emperor.

I don't know who the emperor is. It is said that he is the son of Doumu Yuanjun. However, Haotian will never let him come. As for the emperor Changsheng, the legendary Antarctic fairy, now is just a minister of the Ministry of education, not worth mentioning. There is no imperial spirit in him.

As for Houtu, she can't come out of the underworld anyway. What can she do if she gives her a throne?

"Harvest by air!"

With the speed visible to the naked eye, boyikao's endless purple awn and imperial spirit rushed towards Haotian crazily.

For example, he was a disciple of the two religions, but he was somewhat restrained. But this Bo Yi Kao was not sheltered by saints, and his fortune was suppressed by the emperor's spirit. What was he polite about?

"Ah..."

A more refreshing feeling than when he broke through the realm filled Haotian's whole body, almost making him groan.

This feeling lasted for a quarter of an hour. When Haotian opened his eyes again, it seemed that nothing happened. But he had a strong sense of dignity, which seemed to be even stronger. Sitting on the throne quietly in this way has already made the gods of the whole heaven feel a great pressure.

Slowly received his breath, looking at the soul of Bo YIKAO, sighed.

"The incarnation pleads for you, saying that after all, she will have a cause and effect relationship with Xiqi. Anyway, you will never wake up. I'll spare your life. In this case, I will spare your life today and grant you the position of king of stars in the future. Wait until the end of Fengshen, let you and Daji live together. It's a success for you two

Slightly raised his hand, Bo Yi Kao's soul flew to the direction of the list of gods, straight into the list.

"Yuelao, it's my grace to tie the red lines of boyikao and Daji together and let them become a couple in the future."

Yuelao quickly responded in the palace: "the old minister leads the edict."

Haotian does not care about shaking his head, things do this step, has been regarded as benevolence. As for the next cause and effect with Xiqi, it will be handed over to Taoist yueguan. As soon as he broke through the middle stage of quasi sainthood, the Eastern Prince's fortune was huge enough to push his realm to the top. He had to shut up for a while to prevent the foundation of his realm from being unstable.

After passing on the story to Taoist yueguan, Haotian closed the Lingxiao hall and went there.

In Chaoge City, yueguan Taoist nodded slightly: "so good, it's the end of benevolence."

And when he had said this, he put a talisman on the body of boyikao in his hand.

Fu Zhuan turns into Lingguang, and reassembles his fallen head. With a swing of yueguan's long sleeve, he is put into Xumi space.

"In the original work, you are not only dead, but also cut to pieces. Now King Zhou asked you to lingchi, and I saved you. It's all cause and effect. In this way, noumenon and I will never owe you the family of Xibo Hou Jichang. "

Xibo Hou Jichang was later King of Zhou Wen《 As long as the book of changes is finished, he will surely enter the huoyun cave in the future to enjoy the human spirit and incense. Over time, if these things are exposed, it is impossible to understand the cause and effect.

To do so is to reduce the trouble for future generations.

Ignoring the dispute still going on in the emperor's hall, he turned to see Jichang in the waterside pavilion.

"Master hou..."

Yueguan Taoist intentionally cried and mourned. As soon as he entered the door, he arched his hand to Jichang: "I'm incompetent. I didn't save the eldest son in the end."

Say this, both hands arched respectfully toward Xibo Hou Jichang deep Shi Li.

Ji Chang was writing a book. When he heard this, he was blinded on the spot. Can't believe looking at the moon, mouth a smoke a smoke.

"Guo, Guoshi, are you kidding me?"

After that, he quickly stepped forward and reached out to help yueguan up: "the national master has been in Xiqi for decades. He can call the wind and the rain. Surely he can save my son, right? Right? "

"I'm sorry for the poor way, but I've been entrusted by the marquis." While speaking, the sleeve of the robe swung, and the streamer showed that Boyi Kao's body appeared on the spot. It's been too long. The whole body is cold.

Ji Chang's eyes slowly turned to Bo Yi Kao. His old body was shaking and crying for a moment.

"Ah, son!"

The old man in his sixties was crying and crying for a while. He was lying on the ground, holding the body of boyico and crying.

Yueguan's eyes are a little impatient. He has known Jichang for decades. This is the first time that he has been so impolite. Bo Yi Kao is the eldest son of Ji Chang. He will be entrusted with the great cause in the future. It is impossible that he should fall here.

After crying for half an hour, Ji Chang finally recovered. Looking back at yueguan: "dare to ask the national teacher, who should be so cruel to kill my son?"

"Alas! If ordinary people are poor, can they just sit by and ignore them? It's just the emperor's will. Don't say it's poor. Even if it's... It can't disobey the trend of the emperor. I'm sorry, marquis

Ji Chang's eyes suddenly burst out a fierce light. After all, being in a high position for so many years, a word of killing and felling has become commonplace. Aizi was killed, if still can endure, it is not a saint, but a coward.

The dignified Xibo Hou Jichang is not a coward who has no revenge!

"There is no need for the national teacher to do so. I have no intention of blaming him. It's natural that outsiders can't easily touch the power of the emperor. I still know about it. " After that, Ji Chang turned his eyes to Boyi: "son, it's my father's incompetence, it's my Xiqi's weakness, that's what happened today. One day, one day, I will take revenge for my father and my son, and even the song. "

These words seemed to squeeze out from Jichang's teeth, fierce and gloomy, with a different kind of solemnity.