Ye Mo knew that he was very strange since he was born. Countless images kept flashing through his mind, including his own story named Ye Qin, his own story named Ye Chen, and the clearest story of Ye Mo.
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This information was like a river of Jueti rushed into his mind, making him unable to bear it at all, so he began to fall asleep at the moment of birth.
Although he was sleeping, he still heard his father's crazy laughter, and the doting he received since childhood could not be calculated carefully. If he had not been sensible, he would have long known what he had been spoiled.
He clearly felt the father's spoiling for him and his great love and respect for him. In his eyes, the father was not only the father, but also the teacher, who taught him to practice and govern the Kunpeng Shenzong.
The father's words were like a demonic sound, constantly pouring into Ye Mo's mind, making his heart irritated. The memories hidden in his mind became messy again, and he could only endure the pain and think about his father's words.
Ye Mo didn't expect that the person he respected and loved the most had the same idea. Perhaps he was not a qualified emperor and could not treat sentient beings like an ant. His original intention was still not changed, but it had been shaken.
Back in a daze, Ye Mo held his head and sorted out his memory bit by bit, while thinking about what his father said to him.
After a while, the door of the Yu Study Room was suddenly opened, and a light figure slowly stepped in and gently placed a tray on the table.
Putting down the tray, the figure was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly Ye Mo surrounded Yingying's waist and exclaimed, falling into Ye Mo's arms.
Burying his head between Huangfu Yan's hairline and deeply sniffing the faint fragrance of the beauty's body, Ye Mo felt that his mind was much calmer.
"My father said you were a little uneasy, so I made some careful and concentrated fragrance soup... Is it very troublesome? Why not talk to me, maybe I, a woman, can give you some insight."
Huangfu Yan let Ye Mo hold it, took a bowl of fragrant soup on the tray, scooped it up and put it on the side of his mouth and blew it lightly for a few minutes before handing it to Ye Mo's mouth.
Huangfu Yan met Ye Mo when she was training outside. She was not used to calling Ye Mo "Your Majesty", and Ye Mo was not used to calling her "Queen". The two were like mortals, respecting each other as guests, and extremely loving.
"I am the strongest person in spiritual cultivation."
Seeing Huangfu Yan's behavior of blowing the soup, Ye Mo was secretly amused and drank several spoons of soup before he said worriedly: "This morning, the ministers submitted a very cruel memorial..."
Ye Mo told Fu Yan about the morning court and part of the memorial one by one, and then looked at her and waited for her opinion.
"Do you want me to tell the truth or lies?"
Huangfu Yan pretended to be innocent and tilted her head for a long time, and said until Ye Mo looked at her and wanted to swallow it in one bite.
The anger in his lower abdomen suddenly disappeared, and Ye Mo said curiously: "Listen to the lies first."
"Husband, you are the unique Zipeng Emperor. Naturally, you cannot act like others. If you love your people, your people will love you. I will support you no matter what. Just stick to your true heart.
"Huangfu Yan said with a smile.
Ye Mo let out a long sigh and said after a long time, "Where is the truth?"
Huangfu Yan turned around slightly, holding Ye Mo's face in both hands, and looked straight into Ye Mo's eyes: "You are the emperor, but not a qualified emperor; you are a person, a husband, and a son,
Then the emperor is the man, and he should have selfish intentions, right?"
"Ye Mo, you are the emperor, and I am just a little girl. I don't want to be in the world, I just want to be with you forever. I hate that kind of self-conceived greatness, treat myself as a savior, but I completely ignore my wife and son
The monk who feels, but I love you more, so I can only support you."
"You are the emperor, the most powerful monk of a generation, and your life is five thousand years old. Now you have only been over a hundred years. You still have a long way to go. But I, without resources, may not even be able to reach the stage of Transformation of Gods.
My father and mother don’t have much lifespan, you will watch us fall.”
"There are also our children, and if there is no resources, how should they practice? Do you want to watch your children kneel down to you with white hair and call you father? Do you want to see your children and die of old age after living for more than a hundred years?
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"This is what I think, a little girl. Ye Mo, everyone has selfish intentions. In my eyes, I can't tolerate other people except you and children. I can't control what others do. I just want our family to live a peaceful life."
Ye Mo's body shook violently, his eyes full of pain. He suddenly felt that Huangfu Yan in front of him was so strange, but her words shocked him so he could not refute it.
His heart was shaken again at this moment.
Ye Mo finally sent someone to investigate and did not see the true number, so he could not believe what his father said.
The results of the investigation were quickly concluded. Ye Mo looked at the white paper in his hand and fell into chaos. Finally, he turned into a long sigh. The flames in his hand rose and burned the white paper into ashes.
His heart was inevitably shaken again.
Six hundred years later, Imperial Study Room.
Ye Mo lowered his head and glanced at the memorials one by one, his brows frowned, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, which shows how irritable it was.
Ye Mo is indeed extremely troubled. Over the past six hundred years, resources between heaven and earth have become less and less. Countless sects are facing collapse or have already collapsed. The sects transform into treasure-grabbing cultivators, plundering treasures everywhere, and the entire cultivation world is in chaos.
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As early as six hundred years ago, various regional forces joined forces with the ministers of the Kunpeng Shenzong to submit a memorial requesting Ye Mo to order the action. Unfortunately, Ye Mo did not reply for a long time, so the matter has been dragged down, which has evolved to what it is today.
The influence of Kunpeng Shenzong is so great that it is simply shocking. Without the leadership of Ye Mo, the Zi Peng Emperor, the power outside Kunpeng Shenzong alone would be difficult to kill all the other 70% of the cultivators and mortals.
After all, no matter how weak these people are, there are some monks with good intentions who are willing to help them. With the power of these forces alone, it is indeed difficult to eliminate all mortals and 70% of monks, so things have been dragged down without action.
Moreover, the "Tu Fan" plan of many top monks has been spread out for some reason, causing huge panic in the world of cultivation and the world of mortals. The entire world of cultivation has been in chaos all of a sudden, and it has been chaotic for more than two hundred years.
Now, every day Ye Mo has to deal with countless memorials. There are small treasure hunting gangs formed by collapsed sects, and there are extremely vicious ordinary monks killing people and catching treasures. Even mortals form forces to bring blood to the army.
The evil ambushed the low-level monk, seized the money of the monk, embarked on the road of immortal cultivation, and became a member of the monk robber.
It’s chaos! The whole world is in chaos!
Demons are at work, evil cultivators are slaughtering mortals, and the spirit clan is not willing to be lonely, and seizes resources from heaven and earth. The ghost clan is born, and ghost energy is everywhere, and corpse energy is spread everywhere, and evil demons and heretics are prospering!
Even the Imperial Palace was besieged, and it was useless to let Ye Mo explain it. After all, he was born in the imperial family and had an unparalleled talent. These mortals and ordinary monks looked ferocious and wanted to break into the Imperial Palace to seize resources.
It's annoying.
Among ordinary monks, the largest organization is "Tu Peng Palace". The core purpose of this force is: sentient beings are born equal, and no one can stop them from cultivating immortals, and they will never take their lives.
As for the origin of the name, it is naturally aimed at Kunpeng Shenzong, and also targeted at Zipeng Emperor Ye Mo.
Ye Mo didn't explain, he really didn't understand. If he hadn't responded for a long time, would these ordinary monks and mortals have a chance to play tricks with him? They would have been a pile of mud.
The only thing to be happy about is that Huangfu Yan is pregnant, a Pengzi, and Ye Mo is about to become a father.
When he was tired of watching, Ye Mo put down the memorial and closed his eyes to name his upcoming child. Should he be more majestic, ordinary, or domineering?
Well, this is a problem, and you need to think about it carefully.
At this moment, a supervisor rushed in with a panic expression in fear and screaming, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good. The army transporting the Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld's Netherworld'
'The guy snatched it."
"What? How dare they!"
Ye Mo opened his eyes instantly, and his fierce aura gushed. He suddenly stood up and stared at the supervisor. He was glared hard by the strongest man. The supervisor was only as good as the Jindan cultivation level, and his primordial nerves could not withstand such oppression and disappeared immediately.
Ye Mo completely ignored the innocent prison officer who died tragically, and his mind was full of Nether Spirit Grass. This Nether Spirit Grass is a powerful spiritual herb that is infinitely close to the 16th level. It is the strongest treasure to prolong life so far. It was prepared by Ye Mo.
I used it to extend my life for my father and mother, but I didn't expect it to be taken away by the damn "Tu Peng Palace", which made him not angry.
The figure turned into a golden light and shot out quickly. In a blink of an eye, it came to the Kunpeng Shenzong military camp. The imperial power was vast and shocked the countless military monks in the military camp.
"You quickly assembled the army and swept the 'Tu Peng Palace'."
After finding a monk and general in the military camp, Ye Mo ordered with a cold expression.
Before he finished speaking, a golden light shot up, and Ye Mo grabbed it in his hand. His spiritual sense swept away the information in the jade slip, and his face suddenly changed wildly.
"Your Majesty, the Sect Intelligence Department? After searching for information, "Tu Peng Palace" has attacked the Empress, and the target is His Majesty Pengzi, and his subordinates, etc., if it is spread today, the best in the world
The magic pill is Pengzi of Kunpeng Shenzong. As long as it is refined into pills and swallowed, the peak of the God Transformation will immediately break through to the realm of the strongest. Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, the queen and Pengzi will be in danger."
"Bang!"
The jade slip was crushed to pieces, Ye Mo's eyes were red as blood, and his whole body was filled with a huge amount of evil aura, like the ancient dragon-eating evil bells, and the world was gone.
"General Yinjiang, passed on the order of this emperor, and all the monks of Kunpeng Shenzong gathered together to send troops to "Tu Peng Palace" and ordered other remaining cultivators to send 50 million troops to this emperor. I will destroy these inhumane nature.
The beast!”
After Ye Mo said something, he was full of blood, all of which were covered in blood that had broken out from gritting his teeth. Every word was filled with murderous intent, which made people tremble.
In the world of immortal cultivation, the gathering of the army of monks is extremely fast.
However, in just one incense stick, all the Nascent Soul cultivators of Kunpeng Shenzong, namely the court officials, elders and deacons of the second grade or above, gathered together, and there were 70 million troops from the entire sect, with people rushing to the beasts, and a vast army of endless people and endless people.
Control the huge Baiyun magic weapon, as well as warships and warship magic weapons, lie across the sky, like a heavenly weapon coming to the world, and all living beings change their colors.
This is just the army of Kunpeng Shenzong. There are countless branches and troops in the three lands and realms. Although the resources have dropped sharply, the lean camel is bigger than a horse. The power of Kunpeng Shenzong is still enough to rule this world.
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Such an army is enough to sweep across the nine states and the four seas. Ye Mo no longer delays. He and other kings, elders, and divine masters helped the three formation masters to activate the overwhelming terrifying formation, and the earth burst out from hundreds of thousands of miles.
After shattering, tens of millions of cultivators disappeared into the formation.