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Chapter 651: Qi wins the throne of the emperor

"How to make characters!"

Feng Xiran stretched out the five fingers of his right hand, then bent his middle finger and ring finger: "Everything depends on the obstacle! When nothing returns, time will turn!"

"Gela lala~~"

The falling rocks and soil stopped strangely in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the first floor in front of the tower was restored, along with the strange black substance.

"What the hell is that?"

This place was pitch dark, but the feeling of being down to earth made Qin Xuan feel at ease.

"Crack!"

Feng Xiran snapped his fingers, and then there was no light, but the whole space suddenly became clear, as if there were real lights, which was very magical.

"Suddenly I feel like Sister Feng," Qin Xuan said, "you are so powerful."

"It's just so so," Feng Xiran said: "If the rabbit doesn't come, I will have to carry the banner."

Sister Rabbit did not come in this time, but stayed outside the tower, because with Baojiaxian's strength, even if she could deal with the Bodhisattva girl, it would be very troublesome to face the green-faced fanged sisters.

Sister Tu is probably the only one in this Buddhist city who can deal with these two naughty guys.

"What was that just now?" Qin Xuan: "That black substance."

"abyss."

"What?"

"Abyss magic, chaotic matter, the Qi of Taiyi."

Qin Xuan: "Is that the supreme magic you mentioned before, Sister Feng?"

"Um."

Feng Xiran began to observe this independent room: "This should be the first floor of the pagoda. Going down to the 640th floor, if my guess is correct, the emperor should be sealed at the bottom of the pagoda."

"But...the 640th floor?"

"Um."

"Go down one level at a time?!"

"Look for a guide."

"What is the guide?"

"Coming."

"Dingling bell~~~"

A dark golden tin staff, the person wearing a bamboo hat and monk's uniform, a string of 108 white jade rosary beads hanging around his neck, and seven vajra pestles floating faintly behind him: "There are two kinds of people who can come here.

"

"You are," Qin Xuan looked at the monk in a hat who appeared at an unknown time: "Qin Guixuan?"

"I haven't heard this name for a long time."

Qin Guixuan took off his bamboo hat, but what was revealed was not the monk's bald head, but long black hair. He was not old, only twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, and between his eyebrows, he looked a bit like Qin Xuan.

Similar: "Who was the Qin family that came here last time?"

"Qin Shouan?"

Qin Guixuan: "By the way, that's the name."

"Do you know Qin Shouan? He has also been here? In search of Emperor Ba?"

"right."

Qin Guixuan: "He also came to look for Emperor Ba, but unfortunately, he did not succeed."

"No success?"

"Because he said that in the future, his descendants will come here again," Qin Guixuan said, "and that person will unlock the seal of the emperor, control its power, and let it see the light of day again!"

"That person refers to me?"

"Maybe, maybe, not."

"Are you a human or a ghost? Are you still alive?"

"The real me is dead. What's left here now is just my back." Qin Guixuan sat cross-legged in meditation. He placed the tin staff across his legs and then slowly floated up: "But, the past me

The mission left for me now is to suppress the emperor. If you, young man, have the ability to pass through me, then you won’t have to pass through the next levels."

"Is there a checkpoint below?"

"There are, a lot," Qin Guixuan said, "but to her, these are meaningless."

"Sister Feng?"

"You are quite discerning," Feng Xiran said with a smile: "I thought you would see the end secretly. Aren't you all like this? You like to appear last."

"Wu Nan Fo?"

Through Feng Xiran's words, Qin Xuan learned about Qin Guixuan's profession. He was Wu Nanfo, a mysterious and powerful mountain and sea official based on the demon painter.

"When I was alive, I was indeed Wunan Buddha," Qin Guixuan said: "Young man, you are from the Qin family."

"Well, I am."

"Legendary son?"

"The legitimate son is dead."

"That's it," Qin Guixuan said, "then you are the legitimate son, and the position of Emperor Qi Ying is in your hands."

"Well, I haven't actually sat on it yet, but there are many people who want me to sit on it." Qin Xuan also followed Qin Guixuan's example and sat on the floor: "Senior, what are you, my ancestor?"

"According to seniority, the old Qin family was founded by me six thousand years ago, and the current Qin family's bloodline should all be my descendants."

In other words, Qin Xuan should also be a descendant of Qin Guixuan.

"Then I will call you Qin Zu."

"As long as you like it, anyway, I am a dead person." Qin Guixuan said: "The position of Emperor Qi Ying is not a good thing. I was the last generation of Emperor Qi Ying, but I gave up, young man, you know

Why?"

"Why?"

"Because I," Qin Guixuan: "I don't want to be the emperor in the hands of others!"

"The emperor is in the palm of your hand?" Qin Xuan: "Whose palm is it?"

"Twenty-four families!"

Qin Guixuan's answer was only five words, but Qin Xuan suddenly thought of many things: "Aren't the twenty-four sects followers of the Qin family? Why do you say they are palms, right?"

"There is no objection." Qin Guixuan raised his hand, and scenes appeared in the air: "What happened in Qi State back then was not as simple as you think, young man."

"A country cannot exist independently. It has an intricate network of relationships both externally and internally," Qin Guixuan said: "20,000 years ago, our ancestors expelled the ferocious beasts, established the Qi Kingdom, and elected the Qin family as the Qi State.

The royal family of Winning Emperor will last for fourteen thousand years."

"However, these fourteen thousand years ago..."

In the picture, Qin Xuan saw a group of people. They were bright and bright on the surface, and they were extremely loyal. They were the loyal ministers of the Qi Kingdom with outstanding achievements. However, when they turned around and left, where Emperor Qi Ying could not see, there was a flood of people.

The eyes filled with ambition and desire made the hairs on Qin Xuan's back stand up.

"For 14,000 years, the direction and development of Daqi, everything has been controlled by this group of people."

"Back then, in order to gain power, they even forced Emperor Qi Ying of all dynasties to enfeoff all the territories in the world to these clans that were above all the nobles!"

"Without the ferocious beasts, humans have begun endless infighting and wars."

Qin Guixuan said: "For fourteen thousand years, the Qi people have never been truly peaceful. The whole world has been set ablaze by them. Every day, everywhere, they are fighting and bleeding all the time..."

"This piece of paradise that our ancestors guarded with their lives has become a tool for their extravagant desires," Qin Guixuan said to Qin Xuan: "Now, they are looking for you again, and then they support you for free, right?"


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