The first thousand five hundred and fifty nine chapters ghost temple
Yun Daoli was silent when he heard this. Since the Emperor didn't know about this overnight, no one in the world knew the truth.
No wonder the record of this ghost is not found at all.
But... How did Emperor Ye know?
Yun Daoli suddenly felt a terror.
Night Emperor... How long have you lived?
Yun Daoli quietly glanced at the back in front of him, and became more and more awe in his heart.
Ye Xuan didn't even have to look at Yun Daoli's little thoughts behind him, but he never said anything more.
Someone once asked this question, and Ye Xuan’s answer was very simple.
I can't remember it clearly, either.
From the age of mythology to the wilderness, ancient times, emperor times, ancient times, ancient times, ancient times, medieval times and now.
I really have to count how many years I have lived, I can't count them.
Therefore, in Ye Xuan's calculation method, they are calculated based on the times.
In a big era, it is calculated based on small eras.
These small eras were the glorious era of the sons of destiny of one era, named after their emperor.
Just like the Emperor of the Tianlong in the late Middle Ages, it is called the Tianlong Age.
And in the Dharma-Ending Age and the present, it is called the Age of Two Emperors.
"You're waiting for me here."
Ye Xuan walked up the steps alone and went to the high hall.
Yun Daoli respectfully accepted the order and waited honestly.
This temple of ghosts and gods is majestic, but Yun Daoli could see at a glance that this is just a superficial phenomenon. In fact, maintaining the operation of this temple of ghosts and gods will consume a lot of resources.
These resources are extremely difficult for the believers who worship the Temple of Ghosts and Gods.
This also leads to the fact that other ghosts, gods and magic figures originally in this ghost hall cannot be maintained.
This is why along the way, there is only endless dark smog on both sides of the avenue.
clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
Ye Xuan walked slowly, and the sound of footsteps came from the empty space, with an inexplicable rhythm that touched people's hearts.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.
Ye Xuan finished walking.
In front of me is the vast image of ghosts, gods and magic.
This ghost and god Dharma image is towering into the sky, and it is boundless. Behind him are the surrender of all ghosts. This Dharma image brings infinite oppression.
But for some reason, the entire ghost and gods looked hazy and could not see clearly.
I can't even see men and women clearly.
That's because the ghost clan who built this ghost temple did not know the appearance and gender of the ghost.
Therefore, even if the so-called ghosts, gods and Dharma manifestations are manifested, they are all based on imagination.
Ye Xuan has no feelings about this artificially created ghost and god Dharma image.
He has seen it many times.
Every time it changes.
It sounds ridiculous.
Ye Xuan walked towards the appearance of ghosts, gods and Dharma.
In front of the ghosts and gods, there are incense tables, and there are ninety-nine kinds of tributes unique to the ghost clan.
These tributes are replaced every day.
And further ahead are cushions used to worship the people kneel down.
At this moment, many ghost tribes are kowtowing and worshiping.
The ghost tribes standing on both sides of the ghost temple maintain order.
Next to the ghost gods and magic figures, there was an old man from the ghost tribe with white hair and dark hair sitting cross-legged there.
At this moment, several young ghost tribes dressed in gorgeous clothes and were squatting down and humbly asking for advice.
But the old man from the ghost clan seemed not to be listening and had no response throughout the whole process.
Seeing this, the young ghost tribes also felt a little irritable and hostility deep in their eyes, and they seemed a little impatient.
But at this moment, the old man from the ghost clan, who was dark all over, suddenly opened his eyes and burst out with a shocking aura.
"Senior..." Seeing the old man's reaction, the extremely young ghost clan was shocked and thought that the old senior was going to take action.
However, the old man did not take action. After showing the terrifying aura, he instantly restrained himself and returned to his usual state.
The old man from the ghost clan stood up, hunched over, but his eyes were staring at Ye Xuan who was walking from not far away.
The extremely young ghost clan looked over and saw Ye Xuan.
"Human race?"
When they felt the breath of Ye Xuan's body, they were stunned for a moment.
Human races, this ghost world is very rare anywhere.
There are almost no human figures appearing in the Ghost Valley.
And in this ghost god temple, it is not allowed to appear except the ghost tribe, but now a human tribe has come in! In an instant, several young supreme exchanged glances, and then several people took the initiative to walk towards Ye Xuan,
Bad eyes.
"This is the important place of the ghost tribe, how can you, a little human tribe, be allowed to step on foot?"
One of the young men from the Tiangui clan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Although I don't know how you got in, you can't step into this place. Get out quickly."
Ye Xuan smiled slightly: "I'll leave with something, don't be too late."
"hehe!"
Several young ghost tribes laughed: "Do you don't understand what you mean?"
This is the important place of the ghost clan, how can you have something from your human clan?"
"Get out quickly, or don't blame us for being polite later."
The noise attracted the attention of other ghost tribes.
When he knew Ye Xuan was a human race, all the ghost races' eyes were full of disgust and contempt.
It seems to be disgusting to take a look.
Next to the old man of the ghost clan, the young supreme who also came from the Tiangui clan said softly: "Senior, don't worry, Wenshan and the others will handle this matter soon. In addition, what we just said, please consider it again.
consider?"
This young supreme seemed very kind.
The old man from the Ghost Clan did not look at the young supreme emperor of the Heavenly Ghost Clan and said hoarsely: "Don't think about it. If the Ghost God Temple is out of financial support, then it will be closed."
"Senior..." This young supreme emperor of the Heavenly Ghost Clan was unwilling to give up.
The old man of the Ghost Clan waved his hand and then walked towards Ye Xuan, who was surrounded by several young ghost tribes in Tiangui Wenshan.
At this moment, the young ghost tribes were furious when they saw Ye Xuan not getting in and wanted to take action.
Boom!
The old man from the ghost clan carried his hands on his back, hunched over, looked at Ye Xuan, and showed a smile that he thought was kind and actually looked very ferocious: "Have you been to my Ghost God Temple?"
Ye Xuan glanced at the old man of the ghost clan and said calmly: "When I came last time, you were still in your infancy."
The old man of the ghost clan was slightly shocked. He could sense it as soon as Ye Xuan arrived, but he could not tell Ye Xuan's breath.
But Ye Xuan's words now gave him memories.
But Ye Xuan had a drastic change with the senior who came at that time.
The old man of the ghost clan couldn't help but remember what his father said to him before he died. He was a little excited and said tremblingly: "Can you save the decline of my ghost and gods' temple?"
"Who dares to attack in the Temple of Ghosts and Gods!?"
But at this time, the guardian of the Temple of Ghosts and Gods flew over and pointed his finger at Ye Xuan.