Anyone who knows the name of the emperor would not want to go and see the scenery up there one day.

"We...can only inform you first and ask for your forgiveness, Lord Ming." Although they wanted to agree immediately on behalf of the Lord, several powerful men still held back.

"Senior Mingzun, please come in. I, Wushan, can also entertain senior well." A powerful hand said, they don't have evil ghost masks like Yujing Tower, and if they want to convey the message, it will not be a short process.

Naturally, it was impossible to leave Lin Chen outside to dry during this period of time.

Without refusing, Lin Chen entered the Wushan Holy Land.

"It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits."

Many disciples from the Wushan Holy Land looked at them curiously, wondering what kind of important person it was that the five elders could welcome together, and they were a little reserved.

"Ming Zun is laughing, Wushan Holy Land is naturally not as good as Yujing Tower." A powerful man on the left said with a flattering smile.

These Wushan disciples who are not qualified to enter the world of Yongyuan can also be said to have deliberately allowed themselves to come, otherwise Lin Chen would never have seen these low-level monks who were not even in the Zifu realm.

Sure enough, within a moment, the crowd burst into excitement.

As disciples of the Holy Land, they have enough vision and naturally understand the terrifying meaning of the word "Ming Zun".

So more people came to see Lin Chen and wanted to catch his eye.

Finally, Da Neng frowned on the side, he was unwilling to make things worse.

"If you don't retreat, how can you be so rude in front of an honored guest?"

Countless Wushan disciples scattered in the next moment, seeming to be very afraid of that powerful authority.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"No problem." Lin Chen waved his hand, knowing clearly what these people were thinking.

Lin Chen settled in the Holy Land of Wushan, but this once again surprised him at the power of the evil ghost mask.

It took a full forty-five days before Lin Chen met the Venerable Wushan who was originally in the Yongyuan World. He was accompanied by another Venerable Mu Feng from the Holy Land of Wushan.

"Master Ming." Seeing Lin Chen, the white-haired and skinny Master Wushan also slightly held his hand.

Although it is difficult for him to find an opponent in the Divine Realm, Lin Chen has killed two people in the Imperial Realm, which is already better than the records of most emperors.

"Sure enough, fame is worse than seeing him. Venerable Wushan has never been born, so he seems to be very confident about ascending to the throne." Lin Chen could tell at a glance the state of Venerable Wushan. There was no way forward unless he ascended the throne.

"Ming Zun has become old. Many old friends have tried in the past few years, but none of them succeeded." Master Wu Shan smiled and did not take Lin Chen's words seriously.

But the next moment he still asked about the topic he cared about most.

"I just don't know what Master Ming wants to discuss with me. Is it possible that the opportunity is greater than that of Yongyuan World?" When Master Wushan said this, his eyes were fixed on Lin Chen's eyes, for fear of missing anything.

expression.

Of course, there was an opportunity greater than refining Yongyuan, but the only one was with this young and terrifying junior in front of him.

It's just that he didn't think Lin Chen would be willing to share the cave sky with him.

Lin Chen, who had killed two Emperor-level people, even if he wanted to cooperate, he could only be qualified if he was in the Emperor-level.

So when he came back, he also brought Venerable Mu Feng with him. Compared with brains, the latter was far better than him, an old guy who only knew how to practice.

He is very self-aware about this.

"Compared to Yongyuan? Maybe it's bigger, maybe it's smaller..." Lin Chen said uncertainly, and then looked at the five powerful men around him and the Venerable Mu Feng.

Venerable Wushan waved his hand, and the five powerful men could only retreat unwillingly, "Mufeng is the leader of my Holy Land. If I can know, he can also know."

"Back off!" Lin Chen ignored it and just shouted coldly, and an endless chill enveloped the Lord Mu Feng.

Before the latter could get angry at Lin Chen's condescension, he felt the power that had frozen everything in him being eroded.

"Master Ming!" Master Wushan put his hand on Master Mu Feng's shoulder, dispelling the chill in the latter's body.

"You go out first." Venerable Mu Feng clenched his fists, but under the gaze of Venerable Wushan, he could only exit the hall.

Pale power enveloped the entire hall. Lin Chen looked at Lord Wushan with a serious look, "Only you and I are allowed to know what is going on here. In addition, after today, no matter whether you agree or not, you are not allowed to go to Yongyuan."

Things that the true immortals also solemnly explained can be easily handed over to others. As for entering Yongyuan, Lin Chen was worried that the world of Yongyuan or those true immortals would capture certain thoughts.

The God of Wushan is not an immortal, and there is no way he can completely protect his soul from overflowing.

Later, Lin Chen told part of the truth, but he didn't say much about the details of that world, or even the specific time.

But what needs to be said is very clear, and I believe that Lord Wushan is not a fool either.

Outside the palace.

Venerable Mu Feng's face was gloomy, but the hall was shrouded in endless cold air, and he did not dare to spread his spiritual thoughts easily.

Finally, after waiting for a sunset, the shroud of the main hall disappeared, and Master Wushan walked out with a solemn expression.

"Master, how about...?" Venerable Mu Feng stepped forward and asked.

It was just Master Wushan who raised his hand to stop him from continuing to ask.

"You are not allowed to ask any more about this matter." Venerable Wushan looked at the latter, "Next, you will count the resources in the Holy Land, especially the terracotta tree species, and hand them all over to Yujing Tower in person."

"As for the others, you can consider it at your own discretion. You can give part of what you can give away to the Yujing Tower."

"The extent of this depends on whether you have any thoughts about becoming emperor." In the end, Venerable Wushan said it directly.

"Wha...what? Can I do it too?" Venerable Mu Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at the master in front of him in shock. It was really hard to imagine the reality.

It is unknown whether Wushan Holy Land can support the birth of an emperor, so there is no possibility of a second one.

It wasn't until Venerable Wushan nodded again in confirmation that Venerable Mu Feng was finally horrified.

"So, you don't need to ask about this, do you understand?"

"In addition, you should not go to Yongyuan next time. All the resources in the Holy Land have been used up. Try your best to improve the cultivation strength of your disciples over the years, and then open the mountain gate a few times. I am afraid that the current manpower is not enough.

"

"Disciple understands." Mu Feng saluted respectfully, raised his head and wanted to look inside the palace, but saw that Ming Zun had long since disappeared.

And now his mind is completely filled with two words, and he can no longer tolerate anything else.

"Emperor Realm...Emperor Realm..."

"Above the sea, there seems to be not much close to the foggy mountains." The blue sea reflects the nine-day moon, and the sparkling sea surface seems to be sprinkled with a silvery glow.
Chapter completed!