Little bits of light are like fireflies, condensing into one outline.
After a brief flash of light, an old man appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
This man was very old, but had no arms or legs. His long golden coat was floating on the ground.
His face, with long eyebrows and beard, and a pair of eyes, seem to have gone through endless years and reincarnations in this world.
The old man looked at Qin Xuan quietly, "Tongtian!"
He looked at Qin Xuan quietly, his eyes seemed to see through everything.
Babel!
At the beginning of this era, the Great Emperor of Cangtian and the supreme leader of the Xu family created one of the talismans, which represents the order of Cangtian and the words of Heaven.
It's just a talisman, nothing mysterious.
But there are not many people in this world who know the existence of this heaven-reaching being.
Emperor Wuchao didn't want to pay attention to it, but he had to pay attention to it.
What's more, it's even rarer to be able to call the human race in front of them by their first names.
Even the saints of the Golden Crow clan today have never known his name, and there are no recent records in the world.
Tianlao, his body was trembling faintly at this moment, looking at the old man transformed from the emperor wood, as if he was in a daze.
Even he had never seen the spirit of the Wuchao Emperor Wood before in his life.
It is almost a great honor to be able to hear from him.
Now, Qin Changqing from the Northern Territory can actually awaken the Blackchao Emperor Wood, and even make the Blackchao Emperor Wood take form?
"This, how is this possible?"
There were almost endless waves sweeping through Tianlao's heart, making him unable to calm down.
Qin Xuan looked at the Wuchao Emperor Wood indifferently and said slowly: "It seems that opening the Xianyang Hall has indeed cost you a lot!"
Wuchao Dimu's eyes were indifferent, "Come, why did you wake me up? And where did you know the word Mi Ya He?"
Mi Ya He is an ancient saying from the beginning of this era. When translated into today's world, it should mean light.
These three characters are also the name of Wuchao Emperor Wood.
It has not heard these three words for a long time. Since the darkness and turmoil, it has been drifting in the dark and drifting in the years.
It is different from Qidi Guitong. It is an innate seed born from chaos at the beginning of this era. It is one of the nine sacred trees. It is of the same grade as the thirty-three innate fairy lotuses, but it is still superior.
Someone broke through the chaos, brought it back to the immortal land from the chaos, and planted it in the East China Sea. Over the years, it turned into an emperor tree.
Its spirit has not decayed after 36 billion years, it is just a little chaotic.
Most of the Black Nest Emperor Trees are sleeping, and like the creatures that are banned in the forbidden area, they rarely come out of the world.
For it, one dream may last for billions of years.
"Where did you get it from? Is it that important?"
Qin Xuan said lightly that in his previous life, he was helped by this emperor tree, and his name was also told by this emperor tree himself.
Part of the imperial weapon in his previous life, the Blue Emperor Sword, came from the Wuchao Emperor Wood.
"I'm here to make an exchange with you. The Golden Crow clan is about to be destroyed. Take three drops of Emperor Wood to generate energy. I, for the Golden Crow clan, can put an end to this disaster!" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "You have exhausted a lot of strength.
Opening the Xianyang Hall will be meaningless if the Golden Crow clan is destroyed!"
Wuchao Dimu was unmoved by such words, but his expression suddenly changed at this moment.
"What did you say?" Tianlao lost his voice. Is the Golden Crow clan about to be destroyed?
Qin Xuan ignored Tian Lao, his eyes were only on the Wuchao Emperor Wood.
"Now that I've woken up, the Golden Crow clan is fine. Please come back!" Wuchao Emperor Mu said unhurriedly.
"The great catastrophe is less than six hundred years away. If you make any move, the opening of Xianyang Hall will be delayed until three hundred years later!"
"Three hundred years later, a great catastrophe will occur
In other words, it’s too late!”
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "Three Drops of Emperor Mu Sheng Yuan, the Golden Crow clan, the great emperor has not yet been decided, but at least one saint can be born."
The eyes of Wuchao Emperor Wood moved slowly, and suddenly, a leaf of Emperor Wood fell slowly.
This leaf is as huge as an elephant and falls like a blanket.
The old man slowly sat cross-legged on the leaves of the emperor tree. Qin Xuan looked at him and sat down.
Qin Hongyi didn't care, she was still playing with the young golden crow, and she didn't dare to sit down.
"You shouldn't be in this world!"
"Xu Wushang has cut off your heavenly path. It seems that you have already made an exchange with him!"
Wuchao Dimu spoke slowly, but his voice was trapped in one side, and could only be heard by Qin Xuan and him. Even the will of heaven and earth in this side of the world could not be heard.
"If I don't give you three drops of Emperor Mu Shengyuan, you should also be able to save the Golden Crow clan!"
"Three drops of Emperor Mu Sheng Yuan, I have to condense them for at least 30 million more years before I can accumulate them!"
"With your background, you can only enter the second realm of Hunyuan."
Wuchao Dimu opened his mouth, and the sound was enough to shock people.
It seems to have seen some of the fog around Qin Xuan, and it also knows that the depth behind Qin Xuan is unfathomable, and it is afraid that even it cannot fully understand it.
"Yes!" Qin Xuan nodded lightly, "There is a cause and effect in saving the Golden Crow clan, so I should be able to save them!"
"However, three drops of Emperor Mu's vitality is the next best thing to breakthrough. You should be able to feel that my longevity is close to drying up!"
"Everything in the world has gains and losses, and even the most powerful people cannot avoid facing choices."
Qin Xuan also said calmly, "Mi Ya He, you should choose!"
"The catastrophe is approaching. Xu Wushang will not trust me wholeheartedly, nor will she trust anyone. Although she is the supreme king of heaven, she is just a puppet!"
"I think you must have seen Ye Tongyu, the incarnation of the sky, otherwise, you would not have opened the Xianyang Hall!"
"Except for these two people, who took you here from the chaos and ordered you to be bright, there are few people in this world who would let you make such a rash move."
Wuchao Dimu was slightly silent, and it took a full incense to slowly raise its head.
"Heaven, supreme, everyone has a plan!"
"But you have nothing to do with me."
Qin Xuan smiled, "There will be!"
"I am the only one who can break the catastrophe, not because of arrogance, but because I, Qin Changqing, can do things that Xu Wushang can't do, even the heavens can't do it!"
"One is trapped by the way of heaven, and the other is trapped by himself. I am the only one who is not shackled by the way of heaven, and is not bound by the limitations of my heart."
"The three drops of Emperor Mu's origin are only a part. In the future, I will forge a sword for the great tribulation, and I will need a part of your original source of Zhimu."
Mi Yahe frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Qin Xuan's words and confidence.
Qin Xuan smiled and said nothing, he looked quietly at the cliff.
"What if you can't break the catastrophe? I, at worst, will return to chaos and wait for the next era." Wuchao Dimu seemed to be asking a question, but it didn't seem like it.
"Then you should be able to see my bones. Among all living beings, there will be someone who can make amends for you!"
"However, this is unlikely. If I can't break even a small catastrophe, then..."
Qin Xuan smiled softly, "Why talk about anything else?"
Next, there was silence for about an hour. Wuchao Emperor did not speak, and Qin Xuan was not impatient.
Until, Wuchao Dimu slowly raised his head and glanced at Qin Xuan again.
Immediately, the remaining Emperor Wood leaf under Qin Xuan slowly dissipated and turned into three drops of red-gold liquid suspended in front of Qin Xuan.
"Those who come from the road ahead should still look forward to it, but don't lose your true heart!"
Wuchao Emperor Wooden Body
The shadow slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint voice.
Qin Xuan looked at the three drops of Emperor Mu's vitality. The moment the leaves fell, he already knew Wuchao Emperor Mu's decision.
As for other words, I just want to tell you.
Qin Xuan put away the three drops of Emperor Mu Sheng Yuan and smiled softly.
"Old friend, your cliff will not be buried in a catastrophe. I have promised you!"
"I, Qin Changqing, will always practice what I preach throughout my life!"