"Is this the mental fluctuations of Emperor Wu Shitian and these god kings?"
Fang Han noticed all kinds of obscure fluctuations in his field, and immediately listened carefully. He actually heard the exchange between Divine Emperor Wu Shitian and these god kings, and he was immediately overjoyed!
Unexpectedly, his own field is so magical.
However, the more he listened, the more shocked he became.
The mother of Young Master Chu Nan has a very high status among the gods. She is called "God Emperor Doumu", but that's fine. They actually talked about Feng Baiyu, and even talked about Feng Yaoguang's mother.
The place where the previous generation of saints was imprisoned in the Holy Maiden Temple.
Moreover, the Feng Baiyu they were discussing did not seem to be the biggest enemy, but the term was used as an "important person"! This made Fang Han, who had an exquisite mind, have to figure it out.
"Looks like an enemy but not an enemy. An important person... It seems that Feng Baiyu, the headmaster of the Yuhua Sect, has many secrets. Feng Yaoguang has repeatedly said that Feng Baiyu is unreliable. I thought it was willful? Now it seems,
I'm afraid there's something wrong." Fang Han pondered in his heart, and then shook his head. Based on his intuition, he always felt that Feng Baiyu's credibility was still very high.
Of course, Fang Han would not completely trust this leader, including the many promises he made.
In fact, he will not trust anyone. Of course, except Fang Qingxue now.
"No matter what Feng Baiyu's identity is or what secrets he has, I will take care of my own business first, investigate Chunyang Palace, wait for an opportunity to lurk in, and restore the Underworld Map. But looking at the current situation, this Chunyang Palace,
There are densely folded time and space everywhere, and powerful forbidden laws are deployed, making it difficult to sneak in." Fang Han's mind started to spin, and he thought of thousands of methods, but they were all rejected one by one, and it was not a foolproof strategy.
"In short, let's not move now. Once we find out the details of this Fang Yu and find out his status in the Holy Lady's Hall, the emperor will place all the divine bans on him! Let him obey my orders completely."
After a period of fluctuation, the "Wu Shitian" God Emperor made a conclusion: "I will lurk for a while, at least for more than a year, waiting for the day of the meeting of immortals in the Xuanhuang World. At the latest, we will be at the latest
On that day, we must find out where the Saint is imprisoned, or the secret of the Saint's Temple. Because after that, both the immortals and demons in the Xuanhuang World will undergo earth-shaking changes."
"We know this!" A god king said: "On that day, Su Xiuyi, who got the Earth Emperor's letter, wanted to challenge Ying Xiantian! Who will be the number one person in the devil's path at that time? It's unclear who will be. But, that
Fang Han, who had obtained the Underworld Map and the World Tree, was a formidable enemy! Even the God Emperor Hattian was tricked by him once. This time, he only had one head left. He returned to Mount Dishi and was severely punished. God
Your Majesty, the God-Hateful Emperor used to rely on his higher cultivation than you to take advantage of you, but this time he suffered a big loss, which is really satisfying."
"Of course, he was tricked by Fang Han. He was actually tricked into going underground and encountered the Human Emperor's Brush. If he hadn't run so fast, he would have died. But now the strong men in our clan have completely noticed Fang.
As soon as that kid Han is discovered, he will be captured and killed immediately!" Wu Shitian Divine Emperor said.
"But, our clan has an agreement to attack the Xuanhuang World this time. The first target is not the Yuhua Sect. What if Fang Han is hiding in the Yuhua Sect and cannot come out?"
"Don't worry, there is no place for him in the Yuhua Sect." Divine Emperor Wu Shitian conveyed a sneer in his thoughts, as if everything was under his control.
Suddenly, the fluctuations in the mind were interrupted, and the communication between the Divine Emperor Wu Shitian and more than a dozen god kings seemed to have stopped.
"Senior Brother Fang Yu, what are you thinking about?"
After stopping the fluctuations in his mind, Emperor Wu Shitian looked at Fang Han with somewhat confused eyes, and couldn't help but ask.
"Oh! Oh!" Fang Han pretended to come back to his senses immediately: "I was thinking about how powerful the pure Yang power is in this Chunyang Palace. If I can really teach disciples here and enrich myself, I don't know how much advantage I can take.
You must be diligent in your cultivation."
"Being a disciple in Chunyang Palace is indeed a fat job." Divine Emperor Wu Shitian nodded: "But you are not without hope. You can please Senior Sister Han Xi. In the future, you can rely on this relationship to be transferred to Chunyang.
Coming to the palace is also a piece of cake."
Just as the two were talking, suddenly, the twisted space in front of them fluctuated, and then a building ship more than ten feet long shook out of the space.
Fang Han's eyes were slightly confused. This building ship was actually a low-grade Taoist weapon. There were nine masters standing on the building ship. Judging from their appearance, they were also true disciples of Wuji Star Palace.
They are all the same, they are all tyrannical figures with the ninth level of supernatural power, who have condensed the laws of heaven and earth.
"Who are you? Don't you know the rules of the sect? You are not allowed to stay outside Chunyang Palace?" one of the masters shouted. This disciple who was shouting from above had a gloomy face, and he looked like a powerful character at first glance.
"Senior brother, we are here to exchange our contribution points for Pure Yang Pills."
Fang Han immediately stepped forward and said.
"Oh? Really? Each person pays a thousand contribution points first. We are the disciples guarding Chunyang Palace!" The gloomy-faced disciple said: "Pay the contribution points, and we will take you in."
"Do you have to pay a contribution when you enter the Chunyang Palace to redeem elixirs? It seems that there is no such rule in the rules?" God Emperor Wu Shitian was stunned.
"In this Chunyang Palace, we are the rules! We patrol here every day and have no time to practice or refining magic weapons. It's better for you to earn contribution points outside and come here to exchange for elixirs and let us drink the northwest wind?
In a word, pay the contribution and let you get on the ship to redeem the elixir. If you don't pay, get out of here immediately. If you stay a little longer, you will be punished for violating the sect rules and robbing the elixir from Chunyang Palace!"
On the boat, a slightly fat disciple wearing a hat yelled.
"You!" Divine Emperor Wu Shitian was furious. As the emperor of the God Clan, he ruled all things and was all-powerful. He would kill anyone he wanted, and now he was scolded by a few little people. Fang Han could clearly feel that this god
Within the emperor's body, a strong murderous storm was brewing, and it seemed that it was about to break out.
"Forget it, forget it, one thing more is worse than one less thing. People under the eaves have to lower their heads. I have paid for these two thousand points of contribution." Fang Han spoke immediately, waved his hand, and two thousand star runes flew out. Projected into the ship.
"That's pretty much it." The gloomy-faced monk nodded, emitted a ray of light, pointed at Fang Han and Wu Shitian: "Just the two of you, come up, the rest are not allowed to enter. If you want to enter, you have to pay again.
contribution."
"You just wait here, you know?"
Divine Emperor Wu Shitian ordered to more than a dozen god kings.
"Yes!" More than a dozen God-Emperors answered neatly.
"Boy, it's not bad. It's quite majestic, and there are servants." The slightly fat monk wearing a hat laughed strangely twice: "It seems that you should be asked to pay more contribution points."
"Yes, generally people like this are very wealthy. It would be such a waste not to ask them to pay more contributions." Another disciple guarding Chunyang Palace laughed strangely: "Hey! Boy, you! Please pay more.
One thousand points, what are you talking about? It’s because you are arrogant, that’s why I asked you to pay more!”
"You are looking for death! You are looking for death!" Divine Emperor Wu Shitian was angry deep in his heart, and a storm was brewing, but Fang Han held him back again: "Brothers, I, this junior brother, am a little angry, and I am still angry.
Please forgive me, senior fellow apprentices. We will pay for a thousand contribution points, we will pay for it! I hope that senior fellow apprentices will do it for your convenience and don’t argue with us.”
While talking, Fang Han came up with another thousand contribution points.
"That's pretty much it. Just follow our boat!" The monk with a gloomy face sneered.
"Fang Yu! These people are really hateful. If we find an opportunity, if they go underground to hunt demons, we will find an opportunity to kill them! We will refine their souls into magic weapons! I am so angry!"
Just as Fang Han spoke, the furious voice of Emperor Wu Shitian came from his mind.
"Junior brother, are you confused? These disciples have much higher cultivation than us. Each one of them has reached the ninth level of supernatural power and the realm of heaven and earth. They can kill us at will."
Fang Han said deliberately.
"That's nothing. Of course I have ways to deal with them." God Emperor Wu Shitian suddenly calmed down.
"Well, these people are really domineering and I can't stand it. If there is really a way to deal with them, I will naturally kill them." Fang Han said immediately.
"Okay!" God Emperor Wu Shitian and Fang Han slowly followed behind the building ship, passing through layers of twisted time, and finally arrived in front of the real Chunyang Palace.
Arriving in front of Chunyang Palace, Fang Han felt how insignificant he was.
The magnificent main hall stands in the space. In front of the square of the main hall, there are a total of three thousand totem poles!
Each totem pole is a hundred feet thick! It is three thousand feet long! Fang Han stood in front of these pillars, as small as an ant. And at the top of these totem poles, there are ancient dragons!
No, this is not a real ancient heavenly dragon, but its majesty is no different from that of an ancient heavenly dragon. Its power is purer than that of an ancient heavenly dragon. It is actually a heavenly dragon condensed from the power of pure Yang!
The power of pure Yang here is actually so strong that it can be condensed into a real heavenly dragon!
"Be good! The pure yang power of each ancient dragon is so vast that it is equivalent to the combination of 100 million pure yang pills! The power is really tyrannical, if I swallow it..."
Yan Zhi drooled.
"Okay, how many Pure Yang Pills do you want to redeem? Just fly out the contribution points and let these Pure Yang Dragons swallow them. They will spit out the corresponding Pure Yang Pills." The monk with a gloomy face looked at Fang Han.
and the God Emperor Wu Shitian.
God Emperor Wu Shitian seemed to deliberately show off his wealth. As soon as he took out his jade token, thousands of contribution points immediately flew into the mouth of a pure Yang dragon on a totem pole.
A full 10 million contribution points were converted into pure yang elixirs.