Young Emperor Human King — Fu Jingxuan
"It's a pity that I'm already old and not suitable for Shitian. If I could meet Shitian when I was young, it wouldn't be a bad choice. Actually, Bai Mudan is right. How many women wouldn't like a prodigy? Who wouldn't admire him? To be able to meet such a prodigy is what many women look forward to. It's something that can only be chanced upon! "
Ye Wushuang was very calm. She glanced at Peng Fei, smiled, and said gently, "Shitian is amiable, righteous, kind-hearted, wise, brave, resolute, and keen to learn.
Shi Tian is amiable, filled with righteousness, and kindhearted. Moreover, he possesses great wisdom and courage, a firm will, and he's sensitive and eager to learn. His accomplishments in the future will surely not be low, and it's very likely that he'll surpass me.
Upon hearing that, Peng Fei's face twitched, and he wished he could kick Xuanyuan to death. He didn't expect Ye Wushuang to be on his side as well. This made Peng Fei's heart ache!
"Ha, you flatter me, Palace Master. Shitian doesn't deserve it!" Xuanyuan smiled and stared at Ye Wushuang. Although her face was covered with a white veil, her eyes and expression were filled with endless benevolence, making Xuanyuan feel very comfortable. It was hard for anyone to not be moved by such a woman. Their eyes met, and they could read each other's mind through the other's eyes. Xuanyuan said softly,
"When you were born, I wasn't born. When I was born, you were already old. You hated that I was born late, and I hated that you were born early …"
"When you were born, I wasn't born. When I was born, you were already old. You hated that I was born late, and I hated that you were born early …" Ye Wushuang looked into Xuanyuan's eyes and murmured,
"I've never heard of this. Is this a poem composed by Shitian himself?"
"Yes …" Xuanyuan admitted shamelessly. He couldn't possibly say that it was a poem that he learned in his previous life.
"That's great." Ye Wushuang smiled.
Seeing Xuanyuan and Ye Wushuang hugging each other tightly, Peng Fei's eyes turned red, and the fat all over his body trembled. He was filled with envy and jealousy. In such an environment, this scene greatly stimulated Peng Fei.
"I say, you two, restrain yourself, restrain yourself. I'm still watching from the side. You're simply provoking me. F * ck, I've sinned, I've sinned …"
Peng Fei was filled with hatred. "Why does Ye Wushuang, who has such a high cultivation level, fancy a b * stard like Sakyamuni?"
"Haha, Brother Peng, don't you Buddhists emphasize that emptiness is form and form is emptiness? So what? You have to learn to calm your restless heart, "Xuanyuan joked.
"I'm so angry …" Peng Fei howled miserably. If he had known this would happen, he would have died. Now that he saw Sakyamuni and Ye Wushuang hugging each other intimately, it was extremely torturous to him.
The reason why Ye Wushuang answered like that was obviously because she took advantage of what Peng Fei said just now. Anyway, she had nothing to do here. She always felt that Sakyamuni was not as simple as he looked. Although Peng Fei was unfathomable, Sakyamuni gave her a more mysterious feeling.
"Shitian, do you have any other poems? If you do, can you recite them for me?" It was the first time that Ye Wushuang was so close to a man. It was a wonderful feeling for Ye Wushuang. She did not reject it. She felt very comfortable when she was close to Xuanyuan. It was like the kind of indescribable warmth brought by the dazed look at dawn.
Ye Wushuang's words were very gentle. Every syllable was filled with holy Taoist Rhyme, which made Xuanyuan's heart feel unprecedentedly peaceful and warm. He held Ye Wushuang in his arms and carefully recalled the poems he learned in his previous life. He murmured, "Ye Wushuang, Xuanyuan,
He murmured, "That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist in the scripture hall. I suddenly heard the mantra you were reciting. That month, I shook all the scripture cylinders, not to pass time, but to touch your fingertips. That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth …"
Xuanyuan recited softly. It seemed like there was really a scripture hall. The fragrant mist filled the air, and the mantra came out. Even Peng Fei was in a daze as he listened.
"I didn't expect you to have such talent. Did you stay in the Blissful Buddha Temple?"
"No, I happened to be in a hall and felt something …" Xuanyuan looked very emotional and plagiarized to the end. Anyway, no one in this world would know these poems, and no one would pay attention to them. Most people would only care about those techniques that could increase their cultivation and strength.
"It's so beautiful." Ye Wushuang sighed from the bottom of her heart. What kind of sentimental person would be able to write such a poem? It was so sentimental and so infatuated. In such a world, it was so rare. Too many people lost themselves in the path of cultivation. They only wanted to live a long life, but they forgot some of the most fundamental things.
"Which girl did you write this poem for? If you didn't have a girl that you fell in love with, how could you write it? "Ye Wushuang hit the nail on the head.
Xuanyuan was speechless. He didn't explain anything because he didn't write this poem, so he naturally couldn't tell the mood when he wrote it at that time.
Ye Wushuang didn't know. Seeing that Xuanyuan didn't answer, she just took it as a tacit agreement. She smiled slightly and sighed.
"That girl is really lucky. Shitian, you like such a beautiful poem so much. We can only listen to it and be envious."
At this moment, from outside the stone coffin, waves of terrifying aura descended one after another. All the major forces confronted each other and used their supreme Dao tools to hold the line. No one dared to act rashly. If these supreme Dao tools attacked each other, it would be enough to cause devastating damage to the East Sea. At that time, it was unknown how many small sects within a radius of ten million miles would be destroyed, and it was unknown how many living beings would die a violent death.
Those sects that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years would be completely annihilated in a day. There was no other reason but because the power of the Supreme Dao Artifacts was too terrifying. Wherever they went, everything would be turned into powder, let alone the collision of so many Supreme Dao Artifacts.
All the major forces descended, including the Eastern Dynasty, Sengoku, Linglong Celestial Mansion, Black Tortoise Celestial Mansion, Hantian Celestial Mansion, Zhongzhou Dynasty, Jiang Clan, and Eight Celestial Mountain. The eight Supreme Dao Artifacts were extremely ferocious.
However, in the East Sea, there was only one Supreme Dao Artifact, which came from the Five Celestial Temple.
The Supreme Dao Artifact of the Five Celestial Temple was not complete. It was a flawed Supreme Dao Artifact. It was said that the five founding Tao Ancestors of the Five Celestial Temple had strength comparable to Great Emperors. Their five Patriarchs worked together and finally, before they died, they refined a Dao Mountain in the shape of five fingers. This Supreme Dao Artifact was called Taihang Dao Mountain.
From this, it could be seen that the foundation of the East Sea Region was not just a little bit inferior to that of the continent. If the East Sea Region were to compete with the continent's camp, the East Sea Region would probably lose without any suspense. Two or three supreme dao treasures would be enough to beat them to a pulp.
However, in reality, this was not the case. The major forces confronted each other. Everyone's eyes were burning with passion as they looked at the stone coffin on the Pure Land. Everyone wanted to make a move, but no one dared to act rashly. The first person to make a move would become the target of everyone else. When that happened, the situation would get out of hand and the consequences would be unimaginable.
The nine Supreme Dao Artifacts spewed out the Great Dao that shook the heavens. Each Supreme Dao Artifact was refined by an extraordinary person, and their Great Dao was also different. The pressure produced by the Supreme Dao Artifacts made some of the major forces in the East Sea unable to breathe. The difference was too great.
In the camp of the Eastern Dynasty, a man stood up. He was dressed in golden dragon armor and his black robes fluttered in the wind. He was handsome and there was Dragon Qi circling around his every movement. The power of a Young Emperor was beginning to show. Behind his head, a vision of the Eastern Dynasty appeared. This man was none other than Ji Chen. At this moment, Ji Chen had already stepped into the Life Immortal Realm. His strength was unfathomable.
Ji Chen looked around and said softly, "Everyone, this standoff is not the way to go.
"Everyone, this standoff is not the way to go. We've searched all the way here and only found this ancient coffin. What should we do with it? Does anyone have any ideas?"
"Is there a need to ask? Of course, those who are capable will take it. Let's fight for it. It belongs to whoever can get it. " Jiang Tushen was dressed in armor. His murderous aura filled the sky. He was extraordinary and full of confidence. Now that he had stepped into the Half-Step Earth Immortal Realm, Jiang Tushen had the confidence to say such words.
"It's easy for you to say. Can the Jiang Family bear the consequences?" A handsome young man stepped out from the camp of the Zhongzhou Dynasty. He had a dignified appearance, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. He was dressed in a dragon robe. The unique aura of the Human Monarch Sacred Body emanated from him. It was the Calabash Brother of the past, Fu Jingxuan.
"My master once said that if there comes a day when I wield the power of the world, I will definitely strive to rule the world, and not let the world suffer. Supreme dao tools are the foundation of the world, and I must use them carefully. Although this' East Sea 'is not the royal land of my' Central Continent Dynasty ', the East Sea is boundless, and many of the islands are inhabited by my human race. If we fight for our own selfish desires, it will only cause countless innocent people to die in vain. How dare you say such words?"
Fu Jingxuan stepped forward step by step. He raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked very domineering. His words were clear and logical as he rebuked Jiang Tushen.
"Not bad. As expected of the Human Monarch Sacred Body. Brother Xuanyuan was right about you." Mochou smiled. Mo Chou smiled gracefully. Her every word and action represented the Ling Long Celestial Mansion and affected the minds of countless people.
She said, "No matter what, the Fengshui Ancient Divine Technique is the supreme ancient technique between heaven and earth. Whoever gets it will be the one who gets it. Everything is predestined and can't be forced. Let's think of a proper solution!"
"Humph! You are the disciple of that little bastard Xuanyuan. How dare you be so arrogant? Since ancient times, there has always been a sacrifice. If you want to gain something, you have to sacrifice something. The East Sea is just a bunch of lowly people. What's the big deal if they die?" Jiang Yitian's words immediately caused dissatisfaction among the major forces of the East Sea.
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