On the cliff, there is a small building made of jade trees.
The building is made of trees, and the trees are like jade carvings.
Accompanied by the cool breeze and the bright moon, there are cranes singing in the distance and the sound of the stream nearby.
It was such a quiet and unique place, where steepness and elegance coexisted, but suddenly the noise of human voices was mixed in, which ruined some of the charm.
"Is that kid still honest recently?" A man with a mustache and 217 years old was sitting in the living room of the small building, under the main seat, and asked the young man standing in the middle.
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The young disciple was in high spirits, with the vitality and vigor that a young man should have between his eyebrows. He didn't look like an old guy who still retains the air of a young man.
"I'm a little restless. I've always wanted to steal my skills to practice. But... what we gave him at the beginning was the most difficult "Nine Mysterious Chapters" to practice. Although he has extraordinary talents, if he can't meditate, if he wants to get started, at least
It will take more than three years." The young disciple smiled reservedly, with a teasing tone in his tone, as if he was telling a joke.
The middle-aged man nodded: "Don't be careless! Dare to withstand the pressure and win the first place in the big exam... He is not a simple character. I have also heard some things about him. He is a person with a back bone in his head. So.
···Remember to keep an eye on it. If you notice anything wrong, bring it back and deal with it inside the mountain gate."
The young disciple nodded and replied: "Don't worry, uncle, I won't let him run away. Besides... I, the people of Shanhaidongtian, which cave in the world and which sect dare to take over?"
Although the middle-aged man agreed in his heart, he said: "Don't be careless! After all, things are different now! Everyone has heard that they are somewhat dishonest."
Then he said in a deep tone: "Now, the Patriarch has a big thing to do, and we will do our best to help the Patriarch complete it. There can be no small mistakes."
"Remember! Keep an eye on it, and... the appropriate momentum is enough, don't continue, bring him back, give him something else to do, just kill his time and ambition. The incense of our mountains, seas and caves
The needs...cannot all fall on him alone."
After finishing speaking, he waved his hand.
The young man exited the door and left with the light of his sword.
There are six people left in the living room.
It seems that their realm is not low and their cultivation is not weak.
"If the Patriarch leaves, our absolute advantage in the mountains, seas, and caves will be gone. Therefore, my father will join forces with the elders to meet with the Patriarch in the near future and plead with the Patriarch to clear the other caves." Sitting on the main seat is a head.
The white-haired boy spoke in a milky voice, but there was a smell of blood in his words that could not be concealed.
As soon as he said this, the other five people present all looked happy.
The middle-aged man with a mustache who had previously ordered the young disciples to do something, bent slightly and lowered his head, and said to the white-haired boy: "Uncle! Of course the people outside need to be cleaned up. But... what should we do with the people inside?"
"After the Patriarch...who has spoken, has it been decided?"
The white-haired boy showed an unhappy look on his face, knocked on the table, and then said: "A haunted old man from Shan Zhong's lineage! He has always been difficult to deal with my father. But... two thousand and seven hundred years ago, he cultivated
With the Earth Spirit, combined with the power of the cave sky, with full force, a true immortal level strike can be launched."
"So a lot of people support him."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was a little panicked.
"Uncle...what should we do?"
The True Immortal of the Mountains and Seas has been in charge of the Mountains and Seas Cave Heaven for more than 10,000 years. During these more than 10,000 years, a certain balance has been established both inside and outside the Cave Heaven.
Now the biggest piece of maintaining this balance is about to leave.
Then, it will inevitably lead to a reshuffling of the power structure.
Some people can't wait.
Naturally, some people are anxious and uneasy.
"Ha... don't worry! I'm afraid this old ghost won't wait until the founder leaves." The white-haired boy didn't explain clearly, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he had already planned it.
The white-haired boy is plotting against others.
Little do they know that they are also the target of others' calculations.
Just on the top of another huge bare cliff sits a magnificent palace.
Above the main hall, there is a monk sitting on a dragon chair like an emperor.
On the left and right sides, there were actually two rows, all wearing dragon robes of various colors, but sitting on royal chairs.
If any of the mortal emperors of the Qian Dynasty entered this palace, they would naturally find that the one sitting high on the dragon chair was clearly the founding emperor Wang Qian.
Among the people lined up on the left and right, wearing dragon robes and sitting on royal chairs, are mostly emperors from past dynasties.
"Eight hundred years ago, I met an immortal at Zhongming Mountain and obtained the imperial seal. After thirty years of conquests, I finally secured the throne and created the Great Qian Dynasty."
"After entering the gate of this mountain and sea, I realized that the immortals I had seen were actually the ancestors of the cultural lineage in the cave. It has been eight hundred years... We have always relied on the breath of our noses to survive, and the emperors of the world... the immortals Being a stooge is what I’m talking about, but I’m also talking about you.”
"Now great changes are about to happen, but we hold the key. The human dynasty will still be under our control for a short period of time. The importance of incense... cannot be ignored. How to choose... You guys... do you have any clues? ?" Wang Qian asked his descendants.
The first person on the right is Emperor Xuanwei Hong. During his reign, he ushered in the first prosperous period of the Qian Dynasty.
Now that Daqian and all the nations have come to court, they also have the iron-blooded foundation laid when Wang Hong was in power.
Pure economic prosperity will only make outsiders covet you.
Only with the help of tyrannical force and real bloody achievements can outsiders respect you and not dare to commit minor crimes.
At this moment, Wang Hong was the first to stand up and said: "Grandpa! Nowadays, it is said that the Shan Zhong lineage will gain momentum. The Wenyu lineage has always been at odds with it and will definitely hinder it. In my opinion...Grandpa The best thing to do is to make plans early. Neither of these two... is a good choice."
Among the people lined up on the left, someone heard an arrogant sneer: "Great-grandfather, this is what he said from the bottom of his heart. When you had seventeen sons, eleven of them were the best among men. In order to consolidate your power, you sat on the throne for a few more years. , played a good balance. In the end, these eleven outstanding sons, the most qualified one, were cut in half by you. The most talented one was exiled for eight thousand miles and died on the road. The most popular one, In the end, he became a traitor that everyone despises. The most practical one was forced to death from exhaustion and dragging him to death..."
"In the end, I chose a loyal and honest man, and endured the hardship... until the ancestors summoned you, and then you abdicated..."
The one who is speaking is called Wang Jie.
The famous absurd emperor of the Daqian Dynasty had countless absurd things that could be described in a hundred books.
During his five years in office, the Qian Dynasty was in chaos.
In the end, he was forcibly summoned to the mountains, seas, and caves. Although this person had no talent to be an emperor, he had excellent talent for cultivation.
He is one of the people with the highest cultivation level among the Daqian emperors... at least much higher than Wang Hong.
Therefore, no matter how angry Wang Hong is.
Even his great-grandfather found it difficult to put on airs, reprimand, and punish him at this moment.
Mortal things are mundane things.
Practitioners judge their status based on their level of cultivation.
"If you have anything to say, please don't mess with me, otherwise... I'll whip your grandfather!" Wang Hong said with a cold face.
Several generations apart, they are actually members of the same bloodline, but not very close.
But if I hit my son... the son will have to suffer.
As this goes on from generation to generation, there will still be people who can cure Wang Jie.