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Chapter 506 Confucianism, the invitation of the kings!

In Shennong Valley.

The kings looked shocked. They did not expect that Emperor Minglun would actually salute and thank the young Holy King Suotian.

It’s not because of the gift of divine phoenix grass as a gift of medicine, nor the grace of transforming into a sword to kill the red golden phoenix bird, but because of the grace of preaching.

It is a bit outrageous to preach about a great emperor. What kind of state the great emperor is like, whether it is enlightenment or experience, or the hard work of fighting body and mental will, has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary supreme beings to reach.

Every situation and every move has infinite power.

But now that Emperor Minglun had spoken, the kings could not refute. They speculated whether it had something to do with the azure war blood that the emperor had just transformed into.

"The emperor's words are serious."

Su Qinian turned sideways, avoiding the gift, and said: "Su also knows little about this Tao. It's just that the place where Su came from has this inheritance. Seeing that the emperor was in the process of transformation with blood from the battle, he boldly took action and chanted

A song of righteousness is all due to the great emperor’s profound personal knowledge and his own enlightenment.”

Emperor Minglun shook his head slightly and said: "All chance coincidences in this world have cause and effect. I didn't expect that Territory Lord Su and my former mentor came from the same place."

Su Qinian's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "I don't know the name of the emperor's mentor."

"The specific name of my mentor has not been disclosed, but I have always been addressed as Master Kong."

Master Kong!

Su Qinian took a deep breath. Over the past thousands of years, there were only a few people who had stepped into the vast starry sky. They were full of awe-inspiring righteousness and were respected as Master Confucius. Apart from Confucian sage Confucius, one of the three sages, there were also

Who could be there.

This is the first time he has received the clearest news from the Three Saints of the human race in so many years since he stepped into the vast starry sky.

Emperor Minglun saw everything. He took a deep look at Su Qinian and said, "It seems that Territory Lord Su is no stranger to my mentor."

Su Qinian did not hide it and said seriously: "That senior also made great achievements in the human race where I was born. He is respected as one of the three saints and is also the founder of this way."

Pathfinder!

Emperor Minglun was slightly startled and wanted to say something, but the Shennong Cauldron under his feet was humming softly. The red gold elixir in the cauldron was emitting a clear and clear phoenix chirp, and an indescribable fragrance was transmitted.

When it came out, even the Eternal Light Formation could not isolate it, and it spread towards the entire Shennong Mountain and even outside the Shennong Mountain.

The pill is done!

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of the kings. After nine levels of elixir tribulations, the Imperial Dao Great Pill was finally completed. This was also the first Imperial Dao Great Pill refined in the Shennong Valley in the third era of the vast starry sky.

boom!

Emperor Minglun opened the lid of the Shennong Cauldron. The red gold elixir was surrounded by nine colors of auspicious energy, like a psychic. He faintly saw a red gold phoenix bird, spreading its wings in the elixir and about to fly. The elixir pill actually pierced the void.

After tearing apart the chaos, I want to escape into it.

The emperor's pill channeled the spirit, but how could he escape from the palm of Emperor Minglun? A big hand filled with green blood surpassed the passage of time and went straight into the chaos. He picked it up, held it in the palm of his hand, and finally sealed it into a spirit.

In the chalcedony box, Emperor Minglun took action and engraved a seal on the box, leaving the emperor's will to prevent the emperor's pill from escaping into nothingness.

Until this time, the kings of the Jiang and Ji families breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since they learned that the Divine Phoenix Grass had entered Shennong Mountain, a string in their hearts had been tense.

The origin is so astonishing. Anyone who has set foot in the realm of the Imperial Dao must be given sufficient attention. If they are a little careless, even if they are supremely powerful, they may be doomed.

The next step is to persuade the God of Grains and how to take it and refine this imperial elixir.

The kings have a headache again. The God of Grain is over nine thousand years old. To be able to achieve what he is today in the way of herbs, medicines and stones, the hardship and great perseverance he has put in are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. From this, it can be imagined that

You know how stubborn he would be if he was unwilling to do so, but if he resists and the poisonous power breaks out, he will die in an instant.

"If Territory Lord Su has time in the future, you can come to Ji's house for a visit. We will wait for Lord Su to discuss the Tao and taste the blood spring."

"In Shennong Mountain, if the Su Territory Lord needs it, he can send people here. The Su Territory Lord's fighting skills are unparalleled. If he comes to talk about Tao in the future, the Jiang family will also sweep up the bed to welcome him."



Kings kept speaking, nodding to Su Qinian with an equal attitude, then apologizing, and leaving one after another. The Emperor's Way Pill was refined. How to persuade the God of Grain was a difficult problem, and taking the Emperor's Way Pill also had some problems.

There are a lot of things to pay attention to, and it is not as simple as simply taking it orally and refining it. It requires careful preparation by a group of alchemy masters to cope with the many changes that may occur.

Then, at the invitation of Emperor Minglun, Su Qinian followed him to the depths of Shennong Mountain, on a quiet and even somewhat remote cliff. There was no grand palace as imagined. The emperor's dojo was just a two-story building.

A bamboo building only a few feet high, and a quiet purple bamboo forest.

"Are you a little surprised?" Emperor Minglun's white-washed green robe was dancing in the mountain breeze. At this moment, he didn't look like the supreme emperor whose blood penetrated the universe and tore apart endless galaxies just now.

, and like an ordinary Confucian scholar from a poor family, his aloof and cold temperament is the same as this quiet purple bamboo forest.

"Only those who truly understand the origin and true meaning of Haoran's righteousness will have such grace."

Su Qinian said seriously that Emperor Minglun had truly received the true inheritance of the Confucian sage, although in his opinion, in terms of age, the Confucian sage was probably not as old as the Emperor Minglun. As for cultivation, Su Qinian could not

Inference, but he believes that the three saints of the human race will definitely make great progress and transformation after breaking away from the shackles of Dao Que.

Regardless of the harmonious conversation between Su Qinian and Emperor Minglun in the purple bamboo forest, at this moment, after a brief silence outside Shennong Mountain, things exploded.

Those strong men from all walks of life who had traveled thousands of miles away gradually came back to their senses. Some people got up from the ground, feeling a little dazed and depressed. If it weren't for the mighty power rising from Shennong Mountain to resolve the imperial attack.

Because of their strength, let alone thousands of miles away, they might not be able to escape death even if they go thousands of miles away.

"The Imperial Pill Tribulation has been broken!"

"The power of the great emperor...the power of the great emperor..."

Some people stared blankly at the cloudless blue sky. The starry sky was pierced by the light of the green blood sword. At this moment, there was a huge hole. On this sunny day, the stars were shining brightly. There, a piece of starlight disappeared.

It's like a piece of the dark curtain has been forcibly erased.

"The Great Pill of the Imperial Way is done!"

Someone murmured, and then a look of great excitement appeared on his face. The Imperial Dao Pill was completed. Then the Poison of the Grain God, even if it is comparable to the Shennong of the past, even if it cannot be cured, it can still be suppressed. At least he will die.

Needless to say, it is not impossible to even extend his life by hundreds or even thousands of years with the power of the Imperial Dao Great Pill.

This excitement quickly spread in the wilderness, from dozens of people, to hundreds and thousands of people, and finally to tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, everyone expressed joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Sex, as long as the God of Ceres can survive this disaster safely, then everything will be worth it. Even if they die on the spot in this wilderness, they are willing to exchange their lives for their lives.

Of course, there are also some elders and powerful men, and even sacred figures, who are looking deep in thought. Although they are unable to observe the final transformation of Emperor Minglun, the burning green blood is like a divine sun, illuminating the world.

Their spiritual world purifies all filth, and even some hidden dark thoughts that they themselves are not aware of are incinerated by this upright, bright, and awe-inspiring aura.

What is that power?

Not only them, but some of the masters of the immortal will who retreated also showed contemplative expressions. After the Imperial Dao elixir was refined, the God of Grain was expected to live longer. Their more attention fell on the great emperor of the Jiang family.

, the last sword strike of Emperor Minglun simply exceeded their imagination. What exactly was the aura of calamity that shrouded the sea of ​​​​the heavens aimed at? Although it receded with the end of the calamity of the Emperor Dao Dan.

, but they always have a feeling that the aura of calamity does not belong to the imperial elixir calamity, but is more aimed at... Emperor Minglun! (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and rewards!)

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