"Yes, how can I not miss the old relationship? I don't know if the old patriarch still remembers the time when we first came to Mount Sumeru and prepared to expand eastward." The young emperor said calmly with infinite fascination.
In the old man's cloudy eyes, a divine light suddenly burst out and said: "Why can't I remember it again?"
"At the beginning, we conquered the Yaksha tribe and the Garuda tribe. This Garuda tribe has the blood of the great monster of the prehistoric times, the Garuda. At that time, we beat the Garuda back steadily and almost wiped out the clan.
At this time, the golden-winged roc ignored the constraints of the spiritual mountain and came to Mount Sumeru."
"At that time, in that battle, even you in your heyday could not say that you were a sure winner. Many of the masters of your Celestial Race were killed by the Golden-winged Dapeng."
"And we also speculated at that time whether the Golden-winged Dapeng and the Peacock King, who are brothers and sisters, would also come. Just when everyone was desperate, luckily, Tathagata Buddha came and summoned the Golden-winged Dapeng.
go back."
"Indeed, it was you, Shangzhi, who helped us so much. Who was that? There are also masters of the Tianyan realm in the Naga tribe. Gonghu Shangzhi, you are also a master of the Tianyan realm, right?"
It turns out that the old man is the patriarch of the previous generation, Gonghu Shangzhi.
I just heard Gonghu Shangzhi laugh miserably and say: "That's not a gift from you. After being trapped in the demon forest for so many years, I fell into the realm of creation."
The young emperor's arrogant and cold face finally showed a trace of apology, and then said: "Only now, I understand that I guessed wrong back then."
Gonghu Shangzhi coughed a few times and asked curiously: "You guessed wrong? Why did you guess wrong?"
The orb on the young emperor's crown swayed and rustled: "I wonder if old patriarch Shangzhi still remembers that after the Garuda's vitality was severely injured and dormant in their lair, I received another call from Zhunti Buddha.
The Buddha's decree instructs us to continue to expand toward the east."
Gonghu Shangzhi's old face was stunned for a moment, and he nodded: "I know this. At that time, they said they were going to conquer the East, but then there was really no movement. It was strange for a while."
The young emperor let out a long sigh and recalled: "At that time, the Celestial Clan's army had just set off when they encountered the west. The five-pole war god under the Emperor Gouchen, led by the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, blocked the way."
"Five-pole God of War!" Hearing this, Gonghu Shangzhi's mouth suddenly became dry.
"The Five Extremes God of War is equivalent to the Four Saints of the North Pole who sat down with Emperor Ziwei. Although it is a little inferior, it is still the cultivation level at the beginning of the origin. Any one of them is no worse than in their heyday."
The young emperor said bitterly: "In the early days? You underestimated them too much. Even in the heyday, I was still far behind them."
The young emperor paused and then continued: "This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that an emperor with nine kinds of precious light flowing around and a strong killing aura appears throughout his body."
Gonghu Shangzhi's old body suddenly shook, and he was so frightened that his body that seemed to be withering at any time stood up straight and said in horror: "Hook... Emperor Chen!"
"That's right, Emperor Gouchen took up the murderous aura that filled the sky, turned it into a giant sword, and lightly slashed at me." The young emperor swallowed his saliva and said in horror.
Gonghu Shangzhi's fingers bent in the air were trembling. Suddenly, he straightened up his trembling body and asked, as if using up his last strength, "What happened next?"
"Just one sword, that one sword, perfectly split the godhead transformed by Zhunti Buddha into two halves. One half became the god of thunder, and the other half became the god of rain." The young emperor seemed to be palpitating.
Gonghu Shangzhi immediately sat down on the hay, gasped for a few breaths in horror, and secretly said in a daze: "It's actually so terrifying!"
After a long time, Gonghu Shangzhi seemed to come out of the shock.
Gonghu Shangzhi suddenly realized the truth and said: "No wonder, since then, I have never seen you use the Waterway Law!"
The young emperor smiled miserably and said: "Use it? At that time, my rain god divine personality had long been lost."
"Then why don't you ask for help from Zhunti Buddha?" Gonghu Shangzhi looked sideways at the young emperor.
The young emperor did not answer this time.
Gonghu Shangzhi laughed and said: "The scenery in front of people is actually just a wag of pity."
A hint of anger suddenly appeared on the face of the young emperor, but he then smiled and said: "Who in Mount Sumeru is not wagging his tail in pity? How many tribes do you Naga clan wagging your tail towards?"
Gonghu Shangzhi suddenly said in amusement: "So, you suspect that our Naga tribe has hidden your rain godhead, because our Naga tribe is also the best at manipulating the laws of waterways. Oh, to be precise, you suspect that it is
I."
"So, after you were slashed by Emperor Gouchen's sword, you reached an agreement with the Golden Wing Tribe to donate five hundred young naga every year. What's more, sometimes, five hundred per day!"
The young emperor's face was cold and he nodded numbly.
Gonghu Shangzhi laughed loudly and said miserably: "Just because of a speculation, you poisoned our Naga tribe like this, Emperor Shaktian, are you going too far?"
The young emperor sighed and said: "I am indeed sorry for you Naga clan, but I also have my own difficulties. Among the eight tribes, you also know that King Shura has always refused to admit defeat, and my own godhead has been split.
, I dare not leave Shanjian City easily, this clone is here to look for clues."
"In that case, you came out to talk to me so much. Did you find the Rain God's personality?"
The young emperor nodded and said: "This godhead turns out to be in the body of the male divine snake Mohuraka. It was also because he secretly hid the rain god godhead, but it caused his own people to suffer the backlash of luck, and the people of the clan declined rapidly."
The public servant Shangzhi smiled faintly and said: "Come today? Are you going to let me die in peace?"
The young emperor shook his head and said, "You have run out of gas. It doesn't matter whether you kill me or not. But I allow you to make one request."
Gonghu Shangzhi nodded and said: "Now that my end is approaching and I won't live long, it's impossible for you to find Gonghu Hanrong. Then can you choose a Naga elite for me to pass on my mantle?"
I will continue to fight for you in the future."
But the young emperor's eyes were flowing, and he said calmly: "Finding an elite from your Naga tribe will allow you to live your life again."
The young emperor suddenly looked through the layers of the enchanting forest, and said with a smile: "Then find a mortal to inherit the mantle for you."
"Mortal? If a mortal inherits my mantle, he will be greatly reduced, and the Naga tribe will also exclude him. Doesn't that mean that he is not recruiting in disguise?"
"Don't say so much. Do you want it or not?"
Gonghu Shangzhi's old face showed a complicated expression. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Come on."
The young emperor nodded slightly and said: "Now, it's hard for me to show my spiritual power. Fortunately, I have this Yasha clan's artifact, the Sea Patrol Halberd!"
I saw the young emperor taking out the light blue divine halberd. In the divine halberd, blue divine light emerged. Suddenly, a wave of waves burst out from the divine halberd and headed straight towards the east gate of Kouliang Road.
"Hey, the dogs of the Yaksha tribe actually gave you all their artifacts. I'm afraid these female Yakshas are all yours." In the air, the indignant voice of Gonghu Shangzhi sounded.
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Outside the east city gate of Kouliang Road, on the cliff of the enchanting forest, Feng Shisan was sighing at life, and suddenly he felt a water law emerge. He saw a blue wave emerging in the void.
The next moment, Feng Shisan appeared in front of a dying old man and a young emperor.
The young emperor looked at Feng Shisan, and his endless momentum and power made Feng Shisan make a "plop" sound and kneel on the ground, unable to even straighten his waist. Feng Shisan asked in horror: "Who are you?"
"
The young emperor did not answer, but shouted loudly and asked: "Do you know the Naga clan's public house?"
Feng Shisan also knew that the former patriarch of the Gonghu Mansion seemed to be in this enchanted forest, but this strange scene before him...
Secretly, Feng Thirteen and Seven Souls trembled under this strong pressure, and said: "I know, the manager of Kouliang Dao."
"Then do you know Gonghu Hanrong?"
"Gonghu Hanrong? Don't you know him? Are you the leader of the Naga clan?" Although Feng Shisan's three souls and seven souls seemed to be split apart under this strong suppression, Fuzhi denied it in his heart.
The young emperor looked at Feng Shisan for a long time, only to see that Feng Shisan had low cultivation, but extraordinary bearing. There was no trace of treachery in those beautiful phoenix eyes. Under the pressure of his own divine power, he
As a monk who has not yet become a god and has moved to the mountain realm, he absolutely does not dare to lie.
The young emperor smiled with satisfaction, looked at Gonghu Shangzhi calmly and said: "How about this mortal, he doesn't look ugly from the outside!"