Tingyu Jian suddenly came to the gentleman's eyes.
Chen Changsheng raised his eyes and saw Ting Yu's sword shaken off, and a bunch of hair fell from the sword.
"The monster's hair?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Tingyu Jian shook his body as if he was nodding.
Although he failed to kill the monster, the sword energy cut off a few strands of hair and fell on the sword during the fight.
Chen Changsheng looked at it intently and thought to himself after taking a look.
'Why does it look like fox fur?'
But he had clearly seen two pairs of horns on the monster's back before.
This is somewhat unreasonable.
At first, Chen Changsheng thought it was a deer demon, but the horns growing on its back made people feel strange.
"It shouldn't be an ordinary monster."
Chen Changsheng said, maybe there is someone behind the monster.
Without magic power, there is no way to use the talismans. This monster's cultivation level is not high, and it can escape Tingyu Jian's pursuit only because of a few talismans and the soul-calling flag.
Chen Changsheng came to his senses and said immediately: "Let's go back first."
Chen Changsheng put away the Tingyu Sword and then returned to Ximing City.
…
The city god of Ximing City waited in the temple for a long time, pacing back and forth with a worried look on his face.
Just when he was at his wits' end.
A figure walked into the temple.
The city god hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Shangxian! Shangxian, has that monster been killed?"
"He was careless and let him run away."
Chen Changsheng flipped his wrist and the Soul-Calling Flag fell into his hand, and then asked: "The flag that the City God mentioned before is this one?"
The City God saw that there was a strong Yin energy in the flag, as if there were tens of thousands of ghosts swimming in it. He pointed at the flag and said tremblingly: "Exactly, it is this flag!"
Chen Changsheng said: "Now that the dead souls have been found, the only thing left is to be canonized by the Human Emperor."
The City God said, "Don't bother the Immortal. The little God will go to the palace later to explain this matter to the Human Emperor."
"Mr. Chen, please go there in person."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said: "It just so happens that Chen also wants to meet the emperor of Xixiao."
"The little god will lead the way to the immortal."
"That's fine."
Chen Changsheng tore off the talisman that sealed the City God's Temple. He originally wanted to keep the talisman to see, but he never thought that the talisman would burn to ashes as soon as he tore it off.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng stopped staying and headed to the palace under the guidance of the City God of Ximing City.
The Xixiang Palace was built according to the original layout of Dajing, but every place has shrunk a lot. In comparison, it is not as gorgeous as the Dajing Palace. Perhaps it is because this palace was built not long ago, so it is like this.
general appearance.
When we arrived at the palace, the sky had completely darkened.
There are bright lights everywhere in the palace, and the palace is especially quiet after nightfall. The patrolling palace guards walk softly and quietly, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable in the quietness.
"How long has the City God been in office here?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The City God of Ximingfu replied: "It has been more than 570 years."
"That can be considered a long time." Chen Changsheng continued: "There should be many changes of dynasties in history. Have you ever encountered a situation like this before?"
The City God thought for a while and said: "This little god doesn't know very well. Maybe there is, but the little god doesn't know what the final solution was."
"Is there no record of it?"
"The City God's Yin Division only records things about the souls of the dead. There are very few written records of these things."
Having said this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but become curious.
Chen Changsheng asked: "That is to say, the previous Ren Chenghuang left documents and records. How far back can it be traced back to?"
Cheng Huang said: "Back to the Immortal, the earliest record of the book of ghosts in Ximing City was more than 4,000 years ago, and there is nothing further back. Of course, this is only Ximing City under the jurisdiction of the little god. Other places,
Little gods don’t know.”
"Are there any gaps in the middle?" Chen Changsheng asked.
"Even the little god didn't pay attention to this..."
The City God said, "The little god will go check it out immediately when we get back."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said: "City God, don't be nervous, Chen is just asking casually."
The City God nodded respectfully and then looked towards the lighted room in front of him.
The City God said: "Shangxian, this is the royal study room of the palace, and the Human Emperor should be in it."
Chen Changsheng nodded, and then walked into the imperial study room.
This royal study is somewhat different from what Chen Changsheng imagined.
It is better to say that this is the imperial study room than it is an armory.
All kinds of weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds are hung all over the wall. If it were a storyteller, the memorial on the table would probably be the only one.
In front of the desk, there sat a man wearing a dragon robe and holding a writing brush. Although he was wearing a dragon robe, he seemed particularly unruly. He had one foot on a low stool beside him and was shaking his leg while writing.
He was also crossing his sword and horse, and was cursing.
"What is it..."
"Oh, this thing's great success has long been achieved. How could I not know about it?"
"Hit me, beat me, beat me, I'll beat you, which grandson wrote this memorial?"
"Each word is uglier than the last, don't you know how to practice it more?"
This 'Emperor of the Northern Desert' kept talking, but he was talking about things.
Chen Changsheng looked at the cursing man at the desk and couldn't help but pause.
It wasn't because of this Human Emperor's outrageous actions and words.
It's because of the appearance of the person in front of me.
Although so many years have passed and his appearance has changed a lot, Chen Changsheng still recognized the person in front of him at a glance.
How did he become emperor?
Shang Lu raised his head and looked aside. He seemed to feel someone standing beside him. When he saw nothing, he thought it was his imagination.
"who!?"
Unexpectedly, when he turned his head again, a figure stood in front of him.
Shang Lu's heart tightened, and he immediately stood up, turned around and punched the man.
All the blood and energy flowed into that fist, with no intention of holding back.
"Bang..."
But he never thought that the person in front of him would firmly catch the fist he threw out, and then the person seemed to pull at random, removing his strength.
"Good job."
Shangluk quickly retracted and turned around to throw his fist.
Now that he is an eighth-level warrior, there are only a handful of people in the world who can withstand his punch.
Then he was stunned, and the man actually blocked his punch with his palm.
"boom……"
Chen Changsheng grabbed his fist and used his strength to fight back the punch.
Shang Lu took a few steps back, and only when he reached the wall did he steady his body.
"Tai Chi?"
He suddenly reacted, stared at the person in front of him, and called out: "Who are you!"
And when his attention shifted to this person's face, he froze in place for just a moment.
The strength in his hands was immediately relieved, and all the blood in his body was gathered back.
Chen Changsheng shook his hand and said, "It really hurts a little."
Shanglu looked blankly at the green shirt in front of him and murmured softly.