"Come back!"

The Qilin Mansion, which had been deserted for five or six years, came back to life again because of Xiao Yaoyue's cheers, and the gurgling streams on the rockery seemed to bring vitality.

"Yue'er, take my aunt Ziyue around the mansion, go." Si Xuan looked at the little girl who was flying around with Ji Ziyue, and smiled and ordered.

"Okay!" Xiao Yaoyue replied loudly.

"It's indeed the Immortal Palace in the Divine City." Ji Mo exclaimed that he did not leave like this. Instead, he came in with Si Xuan, not only to guard against these two ancient saints, but also to form a good relationship with this popular son of the Human Emperor.

"It's just a small courtyard to be in. Please." Si Xuan brought everyone into the courtyard and invited three ancient princes, two ancient saints and semi-saints of the Ji family to sit down.

"It's true that not only is the Great Saint-level array pattern hidden in the void, but there is a faint fire in the air." Huo Qizi sniffed his nose and nodded.

The ancient Qilin Emperor is a fire Qilin to achieve enlightenment, and the origin of the imperial Tao is a ball of imperial fire. Therefore, all his clans use words related to fire as their surnames, and they are very sensitive to the fire path in the world.

"I left behind the Great Saint of Protecting the Dao. He once refined a furnace of holy pills here. The fire of the emperor's fire should come from the Lihuo God Furnace used by Emperor Hengyu in his early years." Si Xuan answered casually, causing the Qilin brothers and sisters to nod secretly.

The ancient Qilin clan collected a lot of information about the human race in the world, and of course it was impossible for them to fall behind the prince of Si Xuan, the human race.

He has a close relationship with the Jiuli Divine Dynasty, and is in charge of the Jiuli Tu of the Imperial Soldier. He is also suspected to have a good relationship with the holder of the Imperial Soldier Demon Swallowing Demon Can, and is also very close to the Hengyu Jiang Clan...

Si Xuan took a jade pot from the room, poured a cup of hot water for everyone, and put a piece of Fusang divine leaf in their cups, which made everyone surprised.

"The divine leaves of the Fusang sacred tree?" Huo Lin'er picked up the stone cup, with a little surprise on her pretty face. You know, the Fusang sacred tree had already disappeared in the era when their father was alive.

"A few years ago, I accidentally saw the Sun Emperor Tower in the starry sky. The Emperor Tower gave me some." Si Xuan raised his glass and drank it, half true and half false.

"Another imperial soldier!" The Qilin clan's Yan Ming Saint sighed inwardly, there are quite a lot of imperial Taoist priests related to this Taiyin prince.

"My father is also practicing the Fire Path. He once looked for the Fusang sacred tree, but he couldn't find it. Today I can drink such a cup of magical tea. My little sister thanked the prince." Huo Lin'er smiled at Si Xuan.

"Your Madam, you're polite," Si Xuan smiled and nodded to the Holy Prince and others. "It's only such a great world that we can get together with a group of special people. There is no need to give in to anyone else in the battle against the emperor, but Si still hopes to make friends with you."

"Natural." Huo Lin'er, Huo Qizi and the Holy Prince both nodded. The common language can only be found by people of similar origins.

"Now there have been five ancient princes in this generation, and the other ancient princes don't know when they will come out." Yan Jing looked at Si Xuan and the other four, and remembered the Ten Thousand Dragon Princess who were still in the starry sky, and sighed.

"Six, the sons of the Divine Silkworm Clan, should be revived in the past one or two years. This is what my aunt told me." The Holy Prince waved his hand and took a few pieces of jade from the rockery not far away. Two pieces of blue jade, one piece of black jade, one piece of purple jade, one piece of topaz and one piece of nine-color jade were placed in the center of the stone table.

"The ten-changing divine silkworms have proved to become emperors. I didn't expect that there were princes in the ancient divine silkworm tribe who have been left to this day." The Saint of Yan Ming was a little shocked and sighed.

"My father said that the divine emperor's title was very high, but he deserved the word divine emperor. He may be the deepest hidden among the ancient emperors." Huo Qizi drank a sip of Fusang divine tea and said in a deep voice.

He took a piece of blood-colored jade from the other side and placed it on the stone table, saying, "Seven, the prince of Blood Phoenix Mountain, Huang Xudao, has also been born. I once invited him to fight, but he refused."

Si Xuan nodded secretly. Huang Xu said that he did not have a deep impression of this person, but he had some impression of his father, the ancient emperor of Blood Phoenix. The emperor's immortality method was very special. It was integrated with weapons and turned into a weapon to achieve immortality. Unfortunately, it was a broken road.

Saint Yan Jing thought for a while, took out a piece of gold from her sleeve and pressed it on the stone table: "Eight, there are secrets and legends. The golden goddess of the Golden Clan may have been sealed until now."

Ji Mo also waved and flew a five-color jade from the rockery: "Nine people, a few years ago, the holy body cut out a five-colored divine egg from the stone yard. Some ancient tribes called it the son of the gods and welcomed it away."

"Son of God?" All the ancient races present were shocked. Most of them had heard of this secret, but they did not expect it to be confirmed today.

"Is it really the descendant of the gods of all races? Should it be so terrifying?" Yan Ming sighed, with some concern in his tone, worried about his own prince and daughter.

"The soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to cover the soil. There is nothing to be afraid of." Huo Qizi glanced at him without any objection and shook his head.

"So what about the gods of all races? Do you still believe in him?" The monkey took a sip of Fusang Divine Water, felt the sun's firepower in it, and asked.

"I don't believe it." Huo Qizi glared at the monkey and said.

"No one believes so many princes and daughters, and no one believes in the Wanlong Princess." Si Xuan shook his head with a smile, and had no feelings for the Immortal Emperor's good son.

He looked around everyone and took another piece of green jade, placed it on the stone table, and smiled and said, "Ten, Emperor Daoyi, the emperor's son of the Eternal Star Daoyan, is also of the same generation as us."

"Emperor Daoyan? Which emperor is that?" The Holy Prince looked at Si Xuan, with some confusion and solemnity in his voice.

"A great emperor million years ago once held the ancient tree of life," Si Xuan did not say in detail, "You will definitely meet his emperor son in the future, be careful then."

"Daoyi?" Huo Qizi gently recited the name. For some reason, he felt that the emperor's son named Daoyi would have an intersection with him.

"Uh," Finally, the Saint of Yanming also captured a pure white jade and hesitated, "I have a friend in Yuanhu. He said that this generation of Yuanhuang's eighth generation grandson was named Yuangu, and he had the capital of the prince, but I don't know..."

"Oh, it's that lineage, it's normal that there is no prince. Legend has it that Emperor Yuan transformed into two great holy spirits, and all the princes and grandchildren of that lineage have been fought." Yan Jing knew it and looked at the white jade in Yan Ming's hand, and was a little hesitant.

"Hmph! He said there was something?" Huo Qizi frowned, took the white jade from Yan Ming's hand, and cut it away half of it. "Before I approve him, count him half."

Si Xuan didn't say anything, but Yuan Gu was half of it. This person is indeed bloody. In the future, he fought with Ye Fan to suppress the realm, but unfortunately he was defeated.

"If there is no supplement, there are ten half-princes and imperial daughters. Huoqizi threw the half-stone on the stone table and clapped.

Ji Mo gently pressed the Void Mirror and looked around the ancient princes. He took another piece of black jade with a smile on his eyes and placed it on the stone table with pride in his tone: "Eleven and a half, the emperor's son of my clan is about to wake up, and continue the glory of the Void Emperor."

"Another son of the Human Emperor..." the Holy Prince nodded.

Si Xuan smiled and said, "In fact, there is another legend in the starry sky, saying that the Light clan in the starry sky also has an emperor's son. He was born four or five thousand years ago and disappeared after practicing all the way to the Great Sage."

"The Great Saint-level Emperor's Son?" Yan Ming made a cold war. The talented character's cultivation to that point was simply the despair of others!

The faces of Huo Qizi, the Holy Prince and others are also ugly. They have been sneaking for four or five thousand years. If they have practiced to this point, they will probably have been quasi-emperor long ago. They are simply playing with the table.

"Yes, it's a pity that I've completely disappeared. If it's not a problem with my practice, I'd be self-proclaimed again, so I can't count it." Si Xuan did not add a little jade stone and said.

With a wave of his hand, eleven and a half pieces of beautiful jade rose into the sky, and a divine light flashed in the sky. "There are eleven and a half emperor sons in total, and this is not counted as the supreme parent-child in the forbidden area. If we add this generation of heroes and historical figures, we are afraid that there will be no less than thirty people at our level."

"That's really... exciting." Huo Qizi couldn't hide the smile on his face. He longed to walk the path of the emperor again as his father, and even wanted to surpass his father and become stronger!
Chapter completed!