Chapter 652

The fairy ship blocked the sun and shrouded the downtown area in shadow. Mengqi watched Gao Lan fly into the city under the welcome of the experts from Luocheng's government office and Palace of Mohism. He did not go up to meet him, but silently memorized the approximate location and decided to inquire about the detailed address later.

He made The Conqueror suffer a setback, offended the Demonic Sect, and implicated Senior He Qi. It was the time to hide his strength and bide his time. Now that he had changed his appearance and breath, how could he act openly? Even with the Invincible Blade as his spy, The Conqueror would most likely never meet him. But if he rushed to Luocheng, it would also hinder his action of contacting his fellow townsman.

Shaking his head, Meng Qi turned around and walked away. He blended into the crowd and searched for familiar faces.

After turning the long street and arriving at the left alley, Mengqi's eyes suddenly lit up as he saw a Dharmakaya wearing a red robe. His temperament was as bright as the sun. It was the Red Emperor of the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds, Sun Chuci!

…

Sun Chuci strolled on the street with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely. He had only been in Luocheng for a day and was still observing the environment to avoid falling into traps. Therefore, he was not in a hurry to find Su Meng.

Calligraphy and painting stalls, silver ornaments stalls, and all kinds of relatively crude machinery. Sun Chuci enjoyed the medieval style to his heart's content. Suddenly, he stopped and stood on the spot. His gaze subconsciously looked towards the end of the street. There was a white-haired fortune-teller in an apricot yellow robe. He had a sage-like demeanor with his eyes half open and a long beard fluttering under his chin. He held a banner in his hand with two sentences written on it, "I dare not speak before the emperor, but 70% of the future is accurate."

What a bold statement! Didn't that mean that the future of the Human Emperor's descendants was completely accurate? As a Dharmakaya master, Sun Chuci only glanced at it and was about to continue forward when his gaze suddenly froze on the lot pot in front of the fortune-teller.

There was only one wooden lot in the pot. The elements of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water were tumbling violently and chaotically, but gradually became orderly as if a world was forming.

This … Sun Chuci's heart skipped a beat. He walked over and asked solemnly, "What lot is this?"

"The first lot for the creation of heaven and earth. The elements of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water are born from this," the fortune-teller smiled.

Sun Chuci did not dare to take it seriously. He pondered for a moment and said, "Can this lot predict my future?"

The fortune-teller picked up the pot and shook it gently. The Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, which had almost calmed down, raged again. Red, green, white, and black were tumbling. It was a beautiful sight, but it was also dangerous.

The lot pot tilted and the elements of Fire, Feng, Wind, and Water all disappeared. It fell down with a line:

"A red sun" ten thousand years later.

Ten thousand years later " Sun Chuci's mind buzzed as he subconsciously shrouded the surroundings with his consciousness, afraid that someone would see the lot.

He could actually calculate that he came from tens of thousands of years in the future?

"Hehe, Brother Sun, please don't blame me. I'm Su Meng, I'm just joking," the fortune-teller's voice rang in Sun Chuci's ears.

Sun Chuci was taken aback at first, then he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Fellow Daoist Su really loves to play around in the mortal world."

"It's not convenient for me to show my breath and appearance, so I have to do this," Mengqi answered with a smile.

"Although it's not convenient for you to show your breath and appearance, it's not the only way. There's no other explanation other than liking this method …" Sun Chuci thought and replied, "Su, is there anything important for you to meet me?"

"We're stranded in the Middle Ages, guests in a foreign land, surrounded by dangers. Only by gathering everyone's wisdom can we perhaps find a way to return safely. Therefore, I've subdued the five sects with my sword and spread my name all over the world. It's all for the sake of attracting Fellow Sun and the rest of you here to discuss the grand plan," Meng Qi said frankly.

Sun Chuci nodded, "That's a good idea. May I know where the rest of you are?"

"I've offended the Demonic Sect and The Conqueror. This matter needs to be kept secret. Please help me contact the others and wait for the meeting," Mengqi said.

Offended the Demonic Sect and The Conqueror? Not only offending the Demonic Sect, but he also offended The Conqueror. After offending The Conqueror, he could still play around in the world and be alive and kicking? Sun Chuci had been in the Middle Ages for some time and had a preliminary understanding of The Conqueror. He understood that this was the most powerful and invincible celestial being in the world, a terrifying character who was most likely to become a Legendary. There was no way to survive offending him!

Sun Chuci listened and agreed to contact the Dharmakaya. He then frowned and said, "I met Taixuan Son of Heaven Song Jianxia somewhere else. Such an arrogant person like her actually submitted to the Devil Master that you know. Su, if you meet her, you must be careful."

Han Guang is getting more and more famous … Mengqi took a light breath and did not say much. He only thanked Sun Chuci and agreed on the contact method before leaving.

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In the dead of the night, Mengqi appeared in the North Courier House where Gao Lan was staying.

Here, the courtyard was deep, and there were many houses. The Restrictive Spell was half open, and there were all kinds of mechanical devices and guards of the emperor's descendants everywhere. But this was not a problem for Meng Qi at all. He made a series of changes and easily came to the Wanhua Pavilion where Gao Lan lived as if there was no one there.

After changing back to his original appearance, Mengqi tidied up his green robe and leisurely walked to the door and gently knocked on it.

The door creaked and opened. Gao Lan was sitting behind the table by the window. He was wearing a bright yellow casual clothes and there were two jars of wine on the table in front of him.

"You're here," Gao Lan looked at Mengqi with deep eyes and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Mengqi smiled and walked over, "Big brother, you knew I would come?"

"Call me brother," Gao Lan's face darkened and he corrected him.

"Haha," Mengqi laughed dryly, "Brother, you knew I would come?"

Gao Lan's face became calm and he said indifferently, "You're so ostentatious in Luocheng. Isn't it to spread your name and attract us to meet you?"

"Brother, you're wise, you can see the general trend from the small clues," Mengqi was extremely thick-skinned and praised him with a smile. He then sat opposite Gao Lan.

Gao Lan pointed at the two jars of wine on the table and smiled, "The Drunken Immortal Wine, we became sworn brothers mostly because of it. Now that we have two jars of thousand-year-old wine, we can share them with our brothers."

"Brother, where did you get this?" Mengqi asked with interest.

"The emperor's descendants," Gao Lan smiled slightly, showing the arrogance and restraint of an emperor.

Mengqi clicked his tongue and said, "With the Emperor's Sword, the emperor's descendants will bow their heads and worship you. How enviable."

Gao Lan opened the clay seal at the mouth of the jar and the wine poured into their bowls like a fountain. He said to himself, "I have to do something in the Middle Ages."

"Big brother, what have you done?" Mengqi drank a mouthful of wine and asked casually.

Gao Lan said calmly, "I found my past life and left some marks."

"Past life? Marks? "Mengqi was confused.

"Regardless of whether you can become the emperor in the future or reach the Nirvana Realm, since you have chosen this path, you have to do your best. You have to be prepared when there is an opportunity. It's rare to return to the Middle Ages with the help of the collision between the Qing Emperor and the Bell of the Eastern Emperor. Naturally, you have to find your past life and leave a mark in history to lay the foundation for the Nirvana Realm pass in the future," Gao Lan said this with the demeanor of an arrogant king.

Hearing this, Meng Qi was surprised and stunned. He was a little lost in thought.

Preparing for the Nirvana Realm pass in the past … Big brother and Han Guang are really similar. They are both broad-minded people with great vision. They are the real emperors and heroes. No wonder they were called the Twin Stars of the World.

Compared to them, the image of an otherworldly master is more suitable …

As Mengqi was thinking shamelessly, Gao Lan continued, "Then I found the emperor's descendants and set up a big formation with their help. As long as we find the core power, it can protect us to return to the future safely. As a reward, I advised them to separate their bloodline and hide from the world. After tens of thousands of years, they can become the emperor's descendants again to survive the Chaos of the Devil Buddha."

"Big brother, brother, aren't you afraid of the correction power? Aren't you afraid of being thrown back to the future? "Mengqi asked in surprise.

Gao Lan drank a mouthful of wine and looked at him. He said calmly, "I have the Emperor's Sword."

"If Gourdo isn't afraid, why should I worry?"

This … Mengqi was speechless for a moment. He was indeed a capricious big brother.

Thinking of this, he asked doubtfully, "Brother, do you know about Gourdo?"

"The memory of the Pure Sun Sect and Chong He was a little blurred, but it became clear again. If I can't guess what happened, I will have lived in vain." Gao Lan's eyes became deep.

Mengqi sighed, "It's a pity that you couldn't rush to help. Otherwise, things would have been much easier."

"I guessed that Gourdo would do that, but I wanted him to try." Gao Lan's voice suddenly became low and hoarse.

Mengqi looked at him in surprise. He saw that Gao Lan's eyes were dark, and there was some hidden pain in the depths.

Without the Pure Sun Sect and Chong He, would Yan Ran have survived?