Ye Kong took Ye Ling and flew thousands of miles into the sky.
Ye Kong still couldn't stop Ye Ling from whispering in his ears, so he took her to Lingxiao Palace.
"Do you know where the Lingxiao Palace is?" Ye Kong asked.
"I know, I can sense it." Ye Ling said, leading the way and flying higher and higher.
The Lingxiao Palace is hidden in the clouds and mist, and it moves with the drift of the clouds. Ordinary people cannot find it. Even the Great Emperor cannot sense the location of the Lingxiao Palace.
It can only be found by recording the location and direction of movement of Lingxiao Palace.
Although Ye Ling has never been to Lingxiao Palace before, she can sense its location.
The two flew in the air for nearly two quarters of an hour before they stopped on a cloud.
"Ahead is the Lingxiao Palace."
As Ye Ling spoke, he waved his hand to disperse the clouds, and an entrance appeared in front of him.
"You know Lingxiao Palace, why do you want me to accompany you?" Ye Kong asked suspiciously.
"I'm afraid of an accident. I'll be safer if you follow me."
And with you here, there will be no accidents.
With that said, Ye Ling took Ye Kong directly and walked into the entrance.
After the two stepped in, a portal appeared in front of them. On the plaque on the portal, there were three characters "Lingxiao Palace" written on it.
Ye Ling stepped forward, opened the door, and walked directly up.
"It's like being in heaven." Ye Kong muttered, then followed him into the Lingxiao Palace.
In the huge Lingxiao Hall, there are many white jade chairs on the left and right sides, one floor after another; and in the main hall, there are twelve white jade pillars, and the white jade pillars are inlaid with gold, pearls, etc., shining brightly.
The thick and elegant fairy mist makes this place look like a fairyland.
At the end of the Lingxiao Palace, there is a huge throne. Below the throne, there are seven or eight positions. There are also several smaller jade chairs on the left and right sides.
"This is where God lives?" Ye Kong frowned slightly.
"Why is it empty?"
There are so many positions and no one is available. Isn't that day just a polished commander?
Ye Ling walked to the throne, rubbed it gently, and then sat in the seat closest to the throne.
When he sat down, spiritual fruits and wine automatically appeared on the table in front of him.
It was as if that position belonged to her.
Seeing this, Ye Kong sat directly on the throne, wanting to see any changes.
"Ye Kong, don't sit down!" Ye Ling shouted, but it was already over, Ye Kong had already sat down.
"Be bold and dare to be the master!"
"Those who despise the Lord shall be punished!"
"kill!!!"
One voice after another sounded by Ye Kong's ears, and people seemed to have appeared in all the empty places.
at the same time,
The awakened ancient powerful men raised their heads and looked at the sky.
"The throne of the Lord has been touched? Has the Lord recovered?"
"Isn't the Royal Court destroyed a long time ago? Why is there still breath coming out?"
"Lord, will you really come back?"
Many resurrected ancient powerful men can sense the aura of the royal court.
It can also be sensed that the ruler's throne has been touched.
The position Ye Kong occupied was the position of the Lord of the Royal Court, that is, the Lord of Heaven and Earth.
His sitting directly touched the remaining aura of the ancient times, thus triggering the projection.
In the Lingxiao Palace.
Ye Kong looked at the figures that appeared one after another, some he recognized and some he didn't recognize.
I know things like stars, clouds, sources, etc., but I don’t know a lot of them.
Ye Ling put down the food and hurriedly shouted: "Ye Kong, come down quickly. If you sit up there for a long time, they will remember your breath."
Although Hong disappeared, many people were still loyal to him.
Once they learn that Ye Kong is sitting in the position of ruler of heaven and earth, they will never spare Ye Kong.
This position is the exclusive throne for the human king, and no one else can sit on it.
"It doesn't matter." Next to Ye Kong, an additional figure appeared.
The figure was extremely blurry, shrouded in a thin layer of fairy mist.
"Hong..." Ye Ling shouted.
"Everyone, please sit down!" Hong said.
Everyone then sat down and remained silent.
"Ling, you're here." Hong said softly.
"Hong, you're not dead, are you?" Ye Ling asked.
"No, I'm dead. This is just a lingering thought of mine." Hong shook his head and smiled, then looked at the people who were on equal footing with him.
"Although I don't know who you are, since Ling is with you, please take good care of her." Hong said to Ye Kong.
Ye Kong narrowed his eyes and looked at Hong, but found that he couldn't see through him.
"Don't look at it, I'm already dead, it's just a spiritual thought that remains." Hong said with a chuckle.
"You dare to sit on the throne, which proves that you also have the ability to control the world. And Ling is with you, which means that you have taken my place. Now, in the world of immortality, do you respect you as the master?" Hong asked.
"No, he's lazy. He fishes all day long." Ye Ling said.
As soon as these words came out, Hong was a little surprised.
"That's right, that's not bad, a hermit, hiding in the mountain mist, playing with the world." Hong said again.
"No, he is the peak master of Xinghe Sect's Xiaoyao Peak. He has more than ten disciples. In addition to disciplining his disciples, he fishes every day." Ye Ling said.
This made Hong a little surprised. He was not a hermit or a master, but just a peak master?
A peak master has the ability to control the world...
Is it possible that this Xinghe Sect is a transcendent sect?
Just like my royal court, possessing transcendent power?
In his royal court, everyone who has a seat is an ancient powerful person who has surpassed the existence of the Great Emperor.
Even the emperor is not qualified to sit down.
And having a strong ability and not caring about the world, this has to make Hong wonder, is the Xinghe Sect a detached sect?
"My few disciples are enough for me to worry about. I have no interest in running the world." Ye Kong said leisurely.
Seeing this, Hong shook his head and said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. My fellow Taoist, as you are strong in cultivation, you should take the rise and fall of the world as your own responsibility."
"Sorry, I'm just a Qi practitioner." Ye Kong said with a smile.
Hong:……
Nowadays, can you practice Qi on an equal footing with me?
He sensed that Ye Kong was indeed practicing Qi.
"No, if you are just practicing Qi, why would the spirit follow you?" Hong couldn't understand.
"Although he is practicing Qi, he can kill a great emperor with one punch, and even the great Buddha has been beaten away by him." Ye Ling said calmly, looking at a fat monk in the hall.
That's the Big Buddha.
Hong was a little confused. Can a Qi practitioner kill an emperor with just one punch?
Don't be ridiculous!
You can say that a newborn baby can kill a master with one punch, but a practicing Qi player can kill an emperor. There is a huge difference between them!
Is this possible?
"Your Excellency, could it be that you are hiding your cultivation? Otherwise, with your Qi cultivation, you won't be able to defeat the emperor at all." Hong asked seriously.
"I'm really practicing Qi." Ye Kong spread his hands and said.
"It's just that I practice more Qi, more than three thousand levels."