Chu Wangxian grunted in his throat and swallowed nervously.
The illusion is like a mountain, and the power of the emperor is like a surging tide, surging and pressing.
Things were a little weird, and Chu Wangxian's face turned pale.
Why?
He didn't understand, how did the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor become so virtuous?
Now!
It is two towering trees in the sky, one is like a red fire maple, and the other is like a golden ginkgo.
At the bottom of the trunk, countless blue-yellow branches stretched out from the bodies of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, sending out tender shoots, and the two of them merged with the tree.
It was as if the two bodies were embedded in the trunk of the tree, and the immortal armor worn by the two could be vaguely seen showing sporadic metallic luster.
Chu Wangxian glanced at it again, and a burst of coldness surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, the Yellow Emperor's eyes were majestic, and the Yan Emperor's eyes were vast, but there were spots of death.
Looking at the markings on the foreheads of the two of them, breathing the dead air, Chu Wangxian had a strong feeling that the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor were dying.
His heart pounded, and his heart pounded.
Chu Wangxian could sense it even more, the immortal Teng in his body was sensing, and it was the same plant as the branches that stretched out from the bodies of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor.
"What a stubborn guy, completely different from Tang Sanzang's temperament."
Emperor Yan's eyes were fiery red, his voice was like the sea, vast and endless, and he nodded slightly.
"How can the person you and I choose be inferior to the waste of Buddhism."
The Yellow Emperor's eyes were like swords, and his sword eyebrows were pressed down, and he was unparalleled.
"Buddhism's Tang Sanzang and Western Heaven are all distorted because of the Buddhist scriptures, and we choose people, which is also the reason.
My Xuanyuan army is a ghost, Kuafufu, but I am just a general under Chiyou, and I have been promoted to the god of chasing the sun, how ridiculous. ” "Pangu is just a descendant of the ancient Pangu clan, and he was promoted to the god of creation, and the mythical story of the opening of the sky created by Xu Quan, a Wu man of the Three Kingdoms, is even more harmful."
Emperor Yan shook his head in the same way.
The two talked a few words, and Chu Wangxian watched dryly from the side, listening to the shocking words of the two of them.
At this moment, the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor appeared like this, which made him even more stunned.
Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded.
"Chu Wangxian, do you want to inherit our emperor title?"
This voice, as if floating from above the nine heavens, was majestic and mighty, reaching Chu Wangxian's heart, and the sound entered the soul.
Chu Wangxian was stunned for a moment, his whole body stiffened, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain.
This question is too difficult to answer, inheriting the emperor title of the Yellow Emperor Yandi, this question is a heart-wrenching question.
"I don't dare to say anything, but if I have the opportunity, I am willing to give it a try."
Chu Wangxian stepped forward and replied.
"Haha!
This kid is much crazier than you and me back then, and far stronger than the unassertive Tang Sanzang.
"The sound of the sword is like thunder, the sword momentum is like a mountain, the sword intent is like the sea, and the Yellow Emperor laughs wildly.
The towering trees trembled, and countless leaves scattered down, as if there was a mournful roar.
"As you can see, we're going to die."
The Yellow Emperor laughed, hearty and angry.
Chu Wangxian didn't understand, he was stunned and asked, "Will the immortals also die?"
” "The immortals were all mortals at the beginning, and there was never an immortal thing, the legends of the immortals you know are just false rumors, why don't the immortals die?"
The Yellow Emperor smiled heartily, he looked at Chu Wangxian, as if he could see through it at a glance.
"Can I ask a question?
How did you get like this?
Chu Wangxian blinked and asked curiously.
The scene in front of him completely subverted Chu Wangxian's cognition, even if the immortals were all mortals at the beginning, but the immortals were all high, how could it be so miserable.
Not to mention, the Yellow Emperor Yandi, a legendary character in this kind of history book, Chu Wangxian could not accept the scene in front of him.
"If you want to talk about it, it's too far away, you have to start with the roots of the ancient Suihuang Emperor, Our Lady of Tizi, the first generation of Heavenly Emperor Hexiong, and the Yanhuang clan."
Emperor Yan said slowly.
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"Emperor Yan, you are too long-winded, I'll tell him."
The Yellow Emperor's eyes were like an abyss, looking at Chu Wangxian.
"We have fallen into someone's way, the previous generations of immortal emperors died because of her, and the infighting between the Yan and Huang families was provoked by this person, and we also became what we are now because of this person, this is the end of the immortals."
Chu Wangxian was stunned, he didn't understand too much.
"The end of the immortals?
Who is the enemy?
Chu Wangxian asked, he picked up the simplest question.
"A person you are very familiar with, in the fairy world, there are few people who have not eaten her things, that is, in the Buddhist sect, there are also many people who have eaten her things, let alone demons, all of them are done by her.
The gods and demons in the sky will soon become like us. ” "This person from the west has just answered the sentence, if it is not my race, his heart will be different!"
Emperor Yan nodded in approval.
Chu Wangxian muttered in his heart, he didn't hear the answer, and he didn't know the identity of this mysterious person.
The Yellow Emperor exhaled lightly again, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he looked at Chu Wangxian, as if two sword lights shot towards him.
Chu Wangxian's body was cold, and his eyes were illusory, as if he saw that above the Nine Heavens, a sword-wielding man with a seven-colored divine light, with infinite power, was staring at him.
"Go back, complete your mission, and learn and teach the most orthodox method of cultivating immortals.
Correct the world's assumptions about immortals. ” Chu Wangxian's body fell, as if he had fallen into the mortal world.
Ethereal and endless sounds, flying down from the clouds.
"After completing the task, you will know how to cultivate immortals and what it means to cultivate immortals."
"After completing the task, you will finally know how to teach a new generation of immortal cultivators."
"After completing the task, you know that there are many Daomen, how can you unify thousands of Daomen."
"After completing the task, you will know the secrets of the fairy world, the ghost world, the demon world, the demon world, and the human world."
"After completing the task, you will know that there are not only immortals of the Yan and Huang lineages in the world, but also lineages from other states."
"After completing the task, do you know the true truth of the immortals from the Ancient Nest Emperor, to the Ancient Sui Emperor, to the Holy Mother of Tizi, and then to the time of the Ancient Fuxi Nuwa." …… "Before our immortal annihilation, the requirement for you is to complete all the tasks."
The vast sound was like a bell, echoing in Chu Wangxian's ears.
"This matter must not be revealed, all the immortals do not know, otherwise they will be killed."
Chu Wangxian was stunned and listened to the sound of the Yellow Emperor's majestic admonition, and let his body fly out and fall.
Another trance!
Chu Wangxian found that he was back in front of him, he wiped his pale face and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whew!"
Chu Wangxian's ears were still buzzing, and his mind couldn't calm down for a long time, and he said in his heart: The purpose of the original system is to cultivate a new generation of immortal cultivators.
The Yellow Emperor Yan Emperor is going to die, and the immortals in the fairy world are going to perish.
The old generation is finished, and the new generation doesn't know where it is.
That's why we need him to teach the Fa.
This is much more significant than the Buddhist Sect in which Tang Lao Sanxi learned scriptures.
Chu Wangxian felt apprehensive in his heart, and after knowing this secret, the pressure was also great.
It's as if the chairman patted you on the shoulder and made a private agreement with you, do a good job, young man, I am optimistic about you, and my position will be yours sooner or later.
But the problem is that he has just begun to cultivate immortal qi, but he has to bear such a heavy responsibility.
If you want to learn the method of cultivating immortals by yourself, you have to teach thousands of immortal cultivators, and you have to unify the Daomen, and I don't know if those bull noses of the Quanzhen Dao are watching the live broadcast, will they obey him, if they don't accept it, I'm afraid they will have to use thunder methods.
Listening to what the Yellow Emperor said, there should still be enemies, Chu Wangxian thought about it, there is also Buddhism, outside of Buddhism, there must be immortals and gods abroad, and I don't know what the battle of the gods is like.
Although there are still many, many questions that have not been answered, Chu Wangxian can only put them in his heart for the time being.
Just digesting what he had just heard made him look upside down.
After a long time, Chu Wangxian closed his eyes and stood still.
When he opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to have a god of contempt, passing through infinite momentum, and it seemed to have a reborn change.
The impetuousness fades away, and a trace of fortitude and killing bursts out!
The task is a hundred times more difficult than learning from experience, but!
Chu Wangxian's eyes raised, without Sun Dasheng, I am Sun Dasheng!
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Chu Wangxian held a peachwood sword in his right hand, and flicked his left finger, as if a murderous aura swept by.
If you want to inherit the emperor's name, you must have the heart of killing without forgiveness, and you should have a sword to cut the world!