The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The only explanation for "two nine seven" is that Qin Xuan is too strong.

The immortal figures in the long history, such as the Great Emperor Wushi and the Great Ruthless Man, must be condescending to the strength of Qin Xuan.

No wonder he is the guardian of the twelfth city, and he is the one who can still live in this world.

Since the twelfth city cannot be opened, the cultivators who have experienced the road of reincarnation trials can only stop and look forward to the most promising Tianjiao in the world taking the lead in the whole trial road.

Emperor Xuan is especially here, and the road to trial is also there, and there is still plenty of time.

But is there really enough time?

On the top of Zishan Mountain, in the Palace of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Wang Wang, Great Emperor, how long are you going to let that kid kneel..."

The black emperor's tongue was drooping, and Qin Xuan, who was staring at Ru Mengxue teasing Xiao Nan Nan while raising his head to drink, said helplessly.

Qin Xuan sat on the futon, without even looking at Hei Huang, and poured himself the Peach Wine:

"He's not in a hurry himself, what are you in a hurry?"

"Wang, your dignified emperor, it's not good to toss a junior to say it out?"

"Hey, it's not what Ben Emperor asked him to do."

Qin Xuan waved his hand.

Qin Xuan smiled and said nothing, his eyes looked into the courtyard, Ru Mengxue and Hong Bao were playing with Xiao Nan Nan.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of several people, Qin Xuan also seemed to be infected, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and tilted his head again, the nectar and jade liquid fell into Qin Xuan's mouth in a parabola.

"Before the time came, the Emperor didn't see him, and he continued."

Three months ago, Ye Fan, who was supposed to be on the road of reincarnation, actually left the road of trial and went straight to Zishan. Because of the emperor's ban, Ye Fan couldn't enter Zishan, so he knelt directly on Zishan. feet.

It has been three full months now and has not gotten up.

This is why the Black Emperor came to intercede, after all, Ye Fan knelt at the foot of Zishan for three months.

Qin Xuan, as the great emperor, should always express himself. He drinks and preaches in the Tiandi Palace every day, ignoring Ye Fan who is kneeling at the foot of the mountain.

From the Heihuang's point of view, Qin Xuan was simply trying to make trouble with Ye Fan.

"The juniors came to see Lord Xuandi, and they have been kneeling for three months in good faith. Could it be that you still plan to pick an auspicious day to see him again?"

The black emperor turned white and Qin Xuan said angrily.

"Xiao Hei, you just followed him for a few years, so you're facing him like this?"

Qin Xuan looked at the Black Emperor meaningfully and smiled.

"Cao Nima, is Xiao Hei also your name? Wang Wang!"

"Hehe, don't even think about bringing him into Zishan. Even if he does, he'll just kneel outside the Emperor's Palace in another place."

Qin Xuan didn't seem to want to continue this topic with the Black Emperor, holding the jade jug in his hand and slowly walked towards Ru Mengxue and Xiao Nannan.

"Giggle, brother hug me."

As soon as the little girl who was fighting with Ru Mengxue and the others saw Qin Xuan approaching, she immediately opened her hands and threw herself into Qin Xuan's arms like a jubilant bird.

"Let's go, my brother will take you out to have a look, okay?"

"Okay, okay."

The little girl nodded again and again, and the colorful gems in front of her forehead kept flashing with colorful fluorescence, which was very magical.

"Mengxue, let's go together."

Qin Xuan hugged Xiao Nan Nan and held Ru Mengxue's jade hand with a gentle smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although there were no words, the love in their eyes that seemed like flowing water was fully revealed.

"What about the boy, Ye Wang?"

The Black Emperor roared at Qin Xuan's back.

"Wait another three years."

Qin Xuan turned his head to look at the Black Emperor and said...  

"Three...years..."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, this emperor forgot to tell you that Duan De has already realized the next reincarnation Yin Dacheng in this emperor's Taoism, and when he leaves the customs, I am afraid he will have returned to the previous emperor's realm."

"Xiao Hei, you have to work hard."

"Wow! You group of spicy chickens carry this emperor all day long to advance!"

Leaving behind the big black dog who was jumping around in anger, Qin Xuan laughed and took Xiao Nan Nan and the others away.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

At the foot of Zishan, Ye Fan, who was wearing a Taoist robe, knelt on the ground with a calm face, letting the wind blow, rain, and the sun, and he never moved his body.

For three years and three months, the dust between heaven and earth had smeared a thin layer on him, as if he had turned into a gray stone statue kneeling at the foot of Zishan Mountain.

No one knows why Eucharist Ye Fan suddenly came to Zishan to kneel and worship for three years, but that kind of persistence day after day, year after year, even the older generation of cultivators had to sigh with emotion about Ye Fan's perseverance.