Chapter 641 Framed
In the Netherworld Sect that year, there were no red lights and blue clouds, nor thick clouds that covered the sky and the sun.-)
The Netherworld Sect is still on Guiyi Island, but there are flowers blooming, green trees, and cranes flying on the tower, making a peaceful and beautiful scenery.
Qing'er had just succeeded to the throne and became the leader of the Netherworld Sect. She stood on the 99th floor temple and enjoyed the worship of all people, but her eyes hidden behind the mask were always staring at a place where a man stood, and she was also smiling at her.
"You are a god general in the Heavenly Palace and the first god general, but you can't really get along with the leader of the largest power in the mortal world. Are you trying to rebel?"
A loud voice came from behind Wang Ziyue. Wang Ziyue was stunned, and then a faint smile appeared in his eyes.
"If you are not in the Heavenly Palace, why are you here to do? "Prince Yue asked Wang Zishan, who also had a smile on his face.
The two looked harmonious and harmonious, and their brotherhood did not seem to fade away due to the passage of time. But An Bochen, who was watching with his arms around, knew that something must have happened in a while, because Wang Zishan looked bad on his way from Tiangong to Beizhou.
"Before coming here, the remaining Emperor of Heaven pulled Prince Mountain to talk a lot, but it was a secret message. The transmission of the two Xuantian powerful men could not be seen through my dreams." An Bochen said to himself.
"Brother, it was your turn to be the Prince Yue in the past three years to perform martial arts in the East China Sea. I have been replacing you for three years. You wouldn't let me go this year, right?" Qingmiao Prince Shan said with a smile. He used the Taoist method to hide in the haze. It was a Taoist method that even the Xuantian Realm could not see through. Even An Bochen, who controlled the dream, could only see a faint shadow.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ziyue looked embarrassed. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "No, who told me to meet a woman who can't leave my footsteps and eyes in this life."
"But it's never a big deal to go on like this." Wang Zishan frowned, as if he was worried about his brother: "If you go on like this, your Qing'er will sooner or later see through it. She only knows that you are Wang Ziyue, but she doesn't know that you have me, my younger brother. Once a woman is in a high position and has a strong position, she wants to control everything, and you don't tell her the truth."
"Enough!" Prince Yue was slightly annoyed and growled: "Qing'er is not such a person. Moreover, I will tell her about this matter when I find an opportunity and introduce you to her."
"Everything is final." Wang Zishan shrugged and said, "But, if the elder brother continues like this, he will never return to the Heavenly Court. Not only the four marshals have complaints, but even the emperor can't stand it.-) I found out from the rolling curtain god general that His Majesty had met with the deputy leader of the Eastern God Cult alone, and in his words, he mentioned the Netherworld Cult."
"Then have they said something?" Wang Ziyue frowned and asked.
"I don't know this." Prince Shan sighed secretly, as if he was worried: "I think His Majesty will always sit back and see that the strongest god general under his command have too many connections with the descendants of the Great Saint of Nether Sea. You must know that after the fall of Nether Sea and the First Family, Nether Sea was defeated, and the main force fled to Yuxin, leaving only the princess. It was also the Princess who was tough and knew how to adapt. He cut back the three seas in the east and south to the heaven, leaving only the North Sea, founded Nether Sea, and cut off relations with the former Nether Sea Dragon Clan. However, this Nether Sea can be regarded as a force between heaven and earth, and there are very few forces that truly inherit the ancient Great Saint's direct lineage. They secretly hide many means, and even the Emperor Majesty is very afraid of. Several His Majesty want to become saints and attain supreme enlightenment, but they still can't let go of their power."
"Descendants of the Great Saint of the Nether Sea" Wang Ziyue looked at the woman who was receiving worship in the distance: "Is it Xiaoqing?"
"That's it. Brother, this is the news I've founded from the people around His Majesty. The founder of the Netherworld Sect is the princess who was once involved in the first family. After founding the Netherworld Sect, she used the secret technique. The secret technique only has one purpose, which is to let every generation of the Netherworld Sect leader select from the descendants of the Netherworld Sea."
"There is such a thing." Wang Ziyue frowned even more.
An Bochen, who was standing aside, gradually heard some clues. If the woman Wang Ziyue was looking for was not the leader of one of the three major forces in heaven and earth, nor was she a descendant of the ancient great sage, even if he was not in the heavenly court for a long time, the heavenly emperor would turn a blind eye. Now the identity of the leader Xiaoqing Sect is known to the Heavenly Emperor, and he is a descendant of the ancient great sage. There is a terrifying power in his bloodline, which may threaten the throne of the Heavenly Emperor at any time. How could the Heavenly Emperor watch the strongest god general get closer and closer to her?
What An Bochen didn't expect was that in order to avoid the revenge of the first family, the entire Nether Sea clan moved to Yuxin. But in An Bochen's previous imagination, those disappeared ancient existences, such as the first family, such as Jianzhai, also migrated to Yuxin. If this is the case, wouldn't the Nether Sea lineage collided with the first family? What's going on? Then what kind of place is Yuxin? You should ask more questions about Jiuchenjun who claimed to have arrived at Yuxin.
"No, I have to go and find the Emperor of Heaven to argue!" The more Wang Ziyue thought about it, the more terrible he felt. As he said, he walked backwards. After taking two steps, he was hugged by Wang Zishan in the waist.
"Brother, calm down!" Wang Zishan said emotionally: "What we are talking about is just speculation. No one knows what Your Majesty is thinking. If you go up like this now, you will annoy Your Majesty. Be careful that Your Majesty will punish you to be confined!"
"Don't worry. I'm just going to resign from the position of the first god general of the Heavenly Palace." Wang Ziyue turned his head suddenly and looked at Wang Zishan, saying word by word: "From now on, there will be only one prince Yue in the world, that is you. And I am just an unknown person who lives in seclusion in the North Sea. If you don't ask about the world, you will not be against the Heavenly Court."
After saying that, Wang Ziyue teleported, but returned to the Heavenly Palace to find the Emperor to talk to him about his love.
Wang Zishan stood quietly in the haze, carrying his hands on his back, and looked up at the sky.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
After a long time, Wang Zishan whispered: "Your Majesty only wants to deal with the world's affairs, and then go to practice cultivation. How could you care about who the descendant of the leader of the lower realm are? All this was found out in secret. However, no matter how wise and free your Majesty is, he cannot tolerate his subordinates losing their official position for a woman, and I cannot tolerate you giving up the ambitions made by our brothers for a woman. So, I'm sorry, my elder brother."
One foot walked out of the haze, and then his whole body appeared in broad daylight. Wang Zishan, who had become Prince Yue, smiled slightly, then flew up suddenly, and a dazzling golden light was emitted around him.
On the other side, the Qing'er Sect Master was conducting a morning ceremonial ceremony, but was shining with golden light from Wang Zishan, which captured everyone's eyes.
"Hahaha, since my woman is the leader of the Netherworld Sect, isn't I equivalent to half of the Netherworld Sect?"
Wang Zishan laughed in public, making the people of the Youming Sect stunned. They all knew Wang Ziyue. Wang Ziyue was usually heroic and unruly, but he was polite to the Youming Sect's disciples and was very popular.
The next moment, something unexpected happened.
Wang Zishan, dressed as Wang Ziyue, suddenly exhaled a black wind, swept away two thousand female believers on the spot, and then flew backwards, destroying buildings along the way, and countless tall towers.
Not only the believers, but also the leader of Qing'er was so stupid that he could not say a word, and could only watch Wang Zishan go away.
Two months later, the female church members who were abducted by Wang Zishan turned around one after another, and their clothes were messy and their eyes were red. After asking, they found out that they were humiliated by Wang Ziyue and his gods and their chastity was taken away. The leader of Qing'er came and fainted on the spot after hearing this.
It is almost impossible for such a thing to happen if it can make a strong man in the Xuanxian Realm feel sad and faint, but it happens so shamelessly in the Netherworld Sect.
After that day, Wang Ziyue became the public enemy of the Netherworld Sect.
In the following three years, Wang Ziyue never appeared. When he appeared again, he had no costume of a god general and was only wearing a linen cloth. As soon as he arrived in front of the Black Dragon Cave, he was beaten by tens of thousands of believers. The leader of the Qing'er sect stepped on the flying magic carriage and stood above Wang Ziyue's head, staring at him coldly, without any affection in his eyes.
"It took three years to accept the punishment of the Emperor of Heaven, and finally got rid of the position of the god general as he wished. What he got was like this."
Frozen the dream, An Bochen sighed.
The reason why Wang Zishan did this was not that he hated Wang Ziyue. What he hated was that he had made Wang Ziyue lose his ambitions. Wang Zishan thought that after he turned against the leader of Qing'er, Wang Ziyue would become his brother who looked down on the heroes of the world. However, Wang Ziyue was completely discouraged and only became a drunk fisherman on the North Sea, desperately remembering the past.
"Why didn't he explain to Qing'er?" An Bochen shook his head and said.
"Because he can't explain. If he explains, it will only reveal his lie that was so terrible that no one could accept."
Sima Jin's voice came from behind. An Bochen suddenly looked back and saw Sima Jinting standing tall, looking at the frozen dream scene, with waves like water flowing through his beautiful eyes.
Sima Jin's temperament is obviously different from before. Although Sima Jin was outstanding before, he was like the Nine Heavens Fairy, but he did not show his luxurious demeanor like the current moves. This luxury is not the luxury of jewels, but a transcendent temperament revealed by a woman who has her own strong support.
Once you have enlightenment, you will at night.
As smart as Sima Jin, it only takes one opportunity to surprise people. It is obvious that even if Sima Jin has not yet created her own mystery, she has made great progress on this road. The power she controls is incomparable, and her strength has also improved by leaps and bounds.
"Congratulations."
With a faint smile at Sima Jin, An Bochen gave a greeting that monks usually greeted each other when they met, but Sima Jin stared back with a charming look.
Chapter completed!