Youth's Cultivation

"Are these still important? Tell me everything you know about practitioners. My patience is running out! " Wang Xiaohu was depressed. If Qi Tianfeng didn't practice the imperial soul formula and didn't have divine thoughts, he could search for his soul.

Wang Xiaohu also suspected that the Yellow Emperor, the former Southwest prefect, also had a divine mind, so he felt dangerous at the beginning.

Qi Tianfeng took a deep breath, with some anger in his eyes, but he dared not act rashly because of the powerful power of Wang Xiaohu.

"What I know is extremely limited. I just saw from the classics left by the family that our ancestors of Qi family were once practitioners from the outside world. Because of their long history, they only left a few words and legends. When they reach the realm of martial god, they can break through the emptiness and leave this realm..."

Qi Tianfeng's words are no different from Wang Xiaohu's guess.

But for Wang Xiaohu, it doesn't seem to be of any use. It can neither help him leave this world nor break through the clue of Wu God. It seems that he still has to talk to the emperor.

"Arrange for me to meet the Yellow Emperor!" Wang Xiaohu gave an indisputable order.

"What do you want to do!" Qi Tianfeng immediately became vigilant.

"Don't worry so much. I don't mean any harm to him, but I don't want to make so much trouble. If you want to get back the emperor's soul, let him come to see me!" Wang Xiaohu didn't mean to go to the palace to see the emperor.

"You, your big shelf..." Qi Tianfeng said angrily.

"Well, the so-called imperial power is nothing in my eyes, and I'm not interested in fighting with you..." Wang Xiaohu said, got up and left, and didn't care whether Qi Tianfeng would do it or not.

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That night, the emperor's majesty came in the moonlight and obviously didn't want to disturb others.

However, with it, there are three other princes, but these three princes have broken through to Emperor Wu at the moment.

Originally, the three had been at the peak of wusheng for many years and had no imperial secret script, which had something to do with the rebellion.

The emperor in the Dragon Robe really had a mind. Although his mind intensity was estimated to be the middle level of Qi practice, he still swept Wang Xiaohu, as if he wanted to see through.

But the result disappointed him. Wang Xiaohu seemed to have an invisible barrier to isolate his mind.

Wang Xiaohu stood alone, and the other four, if any, formed a siege. Obviously, they planned to leave Wang Xiaohu here.

"You are Wang Xiaohu!" Qi Aoyun looked serious. He could not see through the people in front of him.

"It's me. You look like you want to keep me?" Wang xiaohuhun didn't care.

The middle-aged man in royal clothes on the left, with his eyes like a sword, yelled at Wang Xiaohu in a deep voice, "hold your hands and catch, or I can spare your life!"

"You are Qi Zhanyun, the king of Northwest county. I heard you are also the sword saint!" Wang Xiaohu glanced at Qi Zhanyun with great interest.

On this day, the original Yellow Emperor and the four major prefectures of the Wu Empire were Qi people. They turned over and over and fought for the world as a family.

However, Qi Aoyun was obviously more magnanimous than the previous emperor. He took out the imperial level secret script captured from the imperial family and shared it with others, perhaps because he had confidence in himself.

Qi Zhanyun didn't speak, but the long golden sword in his hand was full of edge.