"From now on, you should stay by Situ Yunqing's side," Xu Zimo said.
Shili Changkong nodded and asked, "Do you really want to hand over your power to a little girl?"
Xu Zimo smiled. If the memory is correct, Situ Yunqing should not be underestimated.
In her previous life, she only spent a few decades in the Situ family to open the Situ Chamber of Commerce all over the Eastern Continent and became one of the top powers.
If Situ Yunqing hadn't really had this ability, Xu Zimo wouldn't have had to put in so much effort to win the other party under his wing.
"In two years, if she can spread her power throughout the Far West, then I believe in her ability," Xu Zimo said.
"What if two years don't work?" Shili Changkong asked.
"Is there any point in living for a worthless person?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Shili Changkong was silent for a moment, thinking in his heart: "How cold-blooded!"
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After solving the problem in Zhou Que City, Xu Zimo and the other three also decided to leave. After all, the sect mission he received when he left the sect has not yet been completed!
A few people were riding horses, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the green mountains, and the flying desert horses galloping into the distance.
There were birds fluttering and flying, hovering above the heads of several people, and the breeze picked up the dead leaves and turned them in circles in the air.
Under the scorching sun, several people were riding horses on the road when suddenly there was an explosion from above.
Then several people felt a powerful aura coming down from the sky.
Above their heads, there were two people walking in the air. An old man was wearing a gray robe and holding a five-foot heavy sword in his hand. An invisible aura rippled around him, and the entire space was pressed with a bang.
The other person was a middle-aged man. His body was burning with flames. The flames were so hot and brilliant that it looked like the space around him was being burned up.
The old man in gray had a calm expression and spoke loudly, his voice booming like a thunder, making the space "rumbling".
"Ren Pingsheng, hand over the inheritance of Emperor Tunri, and I will spare your life."
The flame man smiled contemptuously. He seemed to be seriously injured, his face was a little pale, and he said disdainfully: "Yue Buli, a despicable villain like you is worthy of being the head of a sect. It's really ridiculous!"
Xu Zimo lay on the horse and watched the fight between the two men with great interest.
Xiao Guizi on the side looked panicked. Seeing that Xu Zimo was not nervous at all, he asked doubtfully: "Brother, do you know them?"
"What are you afraid of? Who dares to touch you if you follow me?" Xu Zimo chuckled.
"The old man in gray clothes is named Yue Buli, and he is the leader of Tianjian Sect," Lin Ruhu on the side explained: "As for the man in white clothes, I don't know him."
"Ren Pingsheng, Yi Mianyu Ren Pingsheng, the descendant of Emperor Tunri," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Emperor Swallowing the Sun," Xiao Guizi exclaimed, that was a very famous emperor in the era of emperors.
"Yue Buli is a strong man in the Zunmai realm, but Ren Shengsheng is only in the Kongmai realm. It seems that he can't hold on for long," Xiao Guizi said thoughtfully.
"Never underestimate the means left by an emperor," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said, "Let's go, this matter has nothing to do with us."
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Above the void, Yue Buli held a heavy sword. Endless sword energy condensed and concentrated on his sword body, and then exploded, and cracks began to appear in the space.
This sword carried endless murderous intent, and the strong wind roared around him. The heavy sword was raised high above his head, as if the entire sky was about to be cut off.
"Yue Buli, do you really want to fight to the death?" Ren Pingsheng asked with an embarrassed expression.
"Hand over the treasure of Emperor Tun Sun, and I will spare your life," Yue Buli yelled.
Endless power condensed on his sword, and his whole face was a little deformed, as if he was about to use this sword that was ready to attack to end the battle.
"You forced me to do this," Ren Pingsheng coughed a few times and slowly took out a flute from his waist.
Xu Zimo, who was in front, saw the appearance of the flute, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled and said: "It looks like there is something good to watch."
"Is this flute very strong?" Lin Ruhu asked doubtfully.
"The origin of this flute is related to a love affair of Emperor Tunri. Do you want to hear it?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Xiao Guizi was a little confused. Emperor Tunri lived several generations ago. How could his senior brother know about his love experience?
But Xiao Guizi was still very interested in the gossip issues related to the emperor.
"It's rumored that it was a story about Emperor Tunri when he was young," Xu Zimo smiled and told with interest: "Emperor Tunri had a childhood sweetheart when he was young, and they had a very close relationship since they were children.
Be good.
But one day, the girl suddenly fell seriously ill. Before she died, she gave her favorite flute to Emperor Tunri.
To commemorate the precious but short-lived love between them.
From then on, whenever Emperor Tunri missed the girl, he would play the flute alone.
This habit continued even after he finally became the Great Emperor.
The flute is just made of ordinary materials, but it has imperial patterns carved into it."
As Xu Zimo narrated, Ren Pingsheng cut his finger, dropped a drop of blood into the flute, and then slowly played the flute.
When a drop of his blood sank into the flute, his originally pale face became even paler.
The melodious sound of the flute sounded softly, and the sound was very slow, giving people a pleasant feeling of flowing water on a small bridge.
But when such an ordinary flute sounded, the whole world seemed to stop.
Everything was silent, whether it was the raging river in the distance or the quiet breeze on the horizon.
Or maybe Yue Buli's sword power, which he vowed to cut the sky in half in front of him, seemed to have stopped silently.
The flute was still playing, and Yue Buli's face looked a little horrified.
The flute stirred up endless wind and waves, and a black scorching sun appeared out of thin air at the end of the sky.
Then the space collapsed, the rules were chaotic, and infinite power gathered in the sky.
"Is this, is this the Great Emperor?" Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi both looked surprised, "Just a used imperial pattern flute has such power, then how majestic the Great Emperor must be
."
"Ren Pingsheng, you are lucky this time, but you have not been recognized by the treasure. With your essence and blood, you can use it several times," Yue Buli roared unwillingly, and then flew away desperately.
.
The scorching sun that seemed to be swallowing a whirlpool was about to form, and Yue Buli's heartbeat seemed to be pinched by a pair of big hands, beating so fast that it was about to burst.
He did not dare to stay here any longer, as the emperor's majesty was inviolable.
Seeing Yue Buli running away like crazy, Ren Pingsheng slowly put down his flute, and the scorching sun gradually dissipated.
He staggered and almost fell down. The consumption just now was too great.
Then he slowly landed and glanced at Xu Zimo and the others.