Chapter 20 A meeting between wind and cloud
Yaochi Fairy Stone Archway is located in a corner of Kunyun Ancient City. It is elegant and peaceful, with ancient trees, fluttering leaves, gurgling water, horizontal bridges, and stones arranged in an orderly manner, forming a landscape and a mountain with a very garden-like flavor.

Under the guidance of the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi, a group of living beings, all of whom had great origins, were either geniuses from a holy land or local celebrities, and they all surrounded the Immortal Emperor.

The little princess of the Great Xia Dynasty was a little nun. She was dressed in white, pure and beautiful. Although she was not very old, she had a slender figure, a graceful figure, and a natural grace. She also caught up.

She had a simple mind and felt that the Immortal Emperor was very peaceful and it was not difficult to communicate with him.

"God! I know about Buddha and have heard of the Great Emperor, but I rarely hear of Gods in this world. Can you tell me more about them?"

The little nun's big eyes flickered, full of curiosity.

The Immortal Emperor recited incomprehensible scriptures, without rules or morality, but simply conveyed an aura of supreme nobility and mysterious fluctuations that reached far and wide, spreading to the endless distance.

Outsiders do not know its meaning and cannot understand what he is chanting, but they inexplicably feel that it is solemn and sacred, and awe-inspiring.

Hearing the little nun's words, he paused and spoke in a deep voice.

"If a living being in this world can achieve enlightenment, they can be called an emperor! If a living being in the ancient times could achieve enlightenment, they could be called an empress! Both emperor and empress are supreme positions, extremely respectable, and there is no distinction between high and low."

"My father was considered to have surpassed the realm of the emperor. The word emperor could not fully describe him. Therefore, he was worshiped by all races and revered as the supreme god!"

"If there are changes in the future, you will know when the time comes."

Everyone was amazed. They only knew today that the supreme one among the ancient creatures could be called the Emperor!

He is on par with the ancient emperors and is invincible in heaven and on earth.

The ancestors of this creature were considered to be beyond the realm of the ancient emperors and transcendent, so they were revered as gods!

How powerful must one be? It is beyond the limits recorded in the history of cultivation. Could he really have become an immortal?

Everyone was shocked and felt inexplicably afraid.

"This could be the son of a god, high above us. Could he be a future emperor?"

A Saint Lord-level creature arrived quietly, causing confusion and uncertainty, with his mind in a turmoil.

At the same time, deep in the Purple Mountain, an ancient creature walked out of the cellar, feeling the mysterious fluctuations, and looked at Kunyun City from afar with a look of shock.

"This supreme bloodline aura," he was stunned, feeling that it was very similar to a record in ancient mythology.

"Report to the king!" He quickly flew away.

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"In other words, your lineage has been passed down for millions of years, and it has always been immortal, and the inheritance has never declined, and it has been continuing?"

The prince of Daxia felt trembling in his heart and asked a crucial question.

Thinking of this, everyone gasped, as if they were in hell in a cold winter. If this were true, the entire structure of the Eastern Wilderness would change drastically, and all the holy places would suffer terrible shocks.

The holy places and aristocratic families in the Eastern Wilderness are said to be immortal, but even the two most powerful ancient clans, the Jiang family and the Ji family, have only been passed down for more than 100,000 years, while watching the great mountains collapse, the long rivers dry up, and the vast oceans turn into mulberry fields.

Of all the forces in this world, the most terrifying is time.

The great emperors of ancient times were invincible, but they only ruled the world for 20,000 years. It is the inheritance they left behind, with the strength of the supreme imperial soldiers to suppress, that makes them invincible.

It is also hard to say whether one can guarantee eternal immortality and really watch the years pass by safely.

In history, there have been many broken inheritances. As time goes by, who knows how many variables there will be. Not to mention the holy land, the holy lands in the East Wasteland have been reshuffled many times.

Millions of years of immortality, what a terrifying background this requires.

Emperor Xian smiled indifferently, without giving a direct answer, and was not very willing to say more.

There are nine ancient strange stones placed in the Yao Chi Fairy Stone Pavilion. The Emperor Immortal walked forward, touched them one by one, sensed them carefully, and peeked at them with his heavenly eyes.

During these days, his cultivation has improved, and his martial arts eyes have become even more terrifying. Although he is not proficient in the source technique, he can really see some of the secrets. The largest and smallest strange stones contain divine treasures.

But he didn't say much, just verifying his own methods. "Daoyou, did you gain anything?"

The Fairy from Yao Chi bowed gracefully. She had smooth black hair, a slim figure, long legs, and even her toes were like beautiful jade, sparkling and extremely beautiful, like the most proud masterpiece of God.

Emperor Xian was about to answer, but suddenly he seemed to sense something, and he remained silent, waiting for changes.

In the distance, the void opened up, and nine ancient beasts that looked like dragons pulled a jade chariot surrounded by divine mist. They flew in the clouds and mist, making bursts of thunder and rushing towards them quickly.

True dragons are like immortals and do not come to the mortal world. There are no real dragons in this world and they only exist in legends. However, they have descendants with impure bloodlines, such as Jiaolong.

An old man in golden feather robes, carrying a huge sword on his back, stood in the sky, looking vast and heavy.

"This seems to be the Great Yan Saint Lord!"

Some people's voices trembled, and they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

A lord of a holy land, dominating the endless mountains, rivers and earth, actually came here.

A long time ago, an old man also came here. People thought that he might be a living fossil with great achievements in nature, but it was never confirmed.

They are not as famous as the saints, who are known to everyone in the Eastern Wilderness.

Now is the first time that a creature of that level has entered the scene.

"I don't believe in the descendants of gods. There is no eternal and immortal inheritance in this world! The ancient emperors are gone. Let's catch them and take a look at them."

The voice arrived before the person did. The Holy Lord of Dayan spoke. He had been roaming the Eastern Wilderness for thousands of years and had nothing to fear.

A huge golden hand stretched out, covering the sky and the sun, and arrived in an instant, grabbing towards the Emperor Immortal.

It was obvious that he came with malicious intent.

In the distant sky, a jade ruyi flew out, carrying with it a faint wisp of chaotic energy, and actually blocked the attack.

"Wanchu, are you going to stop me?"

The Holy Lord of Dayan was displeased.

"Haha, do you still want to monopolize the divine fetus?"

Wanchu Saint Lord looked at Emperor Xian with a bright smile on his face.

"My dear friend, please go to Wanchu as a guest and comprehend the wonderful methods of the holy land."

"Who else?"

The Immortal Emperor looked at it calmly, as if the people in front of him were not the two holy masters who dominated the Eastern Wilderness, but two passers-by, which made people feel frightened.

The creatures in the dark did not show up, wanting to see the Emperor's next move first.

They were also suspicious of the Emperor Immortal's identity. They thought there was no true Taoist tradition that could be passed down for millions of years and remain immortal. Therefore, they did not show up, but were happy to let Dayan and Wanchu test him.

"Is that all?"

The Emperor Immortal sighed.

Suddenly, the entire sky changed drastically. From the Holy Lord to the peddlers, all felt uneasy, as if an ancient sacred mountain was pressing down on their hearts.

The Emperor Immortal had nine divine rings on his head, showing his snow-white teeth, and smiled brightly.
"Send you to reincarnation!"

"boom!"

A vast sea of ​​thunder, boundless and boundless, fell from the sky with a breath of destruction!
"Run, it's a calamity!"

Some powerful men of the older generation exclaimed that they had not seen a heavenly calamity for many years. It was exclusive to those evildoers who defied the heavens. It was a special treatment from God for the geniuses, a test.

(End of this chapter)