Chapter 604 A mere mortal, how dare you call yourself an emperor
The starry sky is bright, and each broken strand of the Great Law is like a dot of stars, slowly converging into one place, forming a huge sphere.
According to this trend, at most half an hour, the will of the Great Dao will be reshaped, and the human race will be judged again.
The Great Dao is resolute and does not allow the road of humanity to be opened.
Linglong Tower, ninety-ninth floor.
In the mysterious void space, there grows a banyan tree that spans endless years.
The banyan tree is huge, with lush branches and leaves, and has never shown any sign of withering.
There is a stone table and three stone benches under the tree.
Xu Changge sat on a stone bench and drank more than a dozen cups of tea.
The branches and leaves danced gently, creating a soft breeze.
The breeze blew across Xu Changge's face, blowing Xu Changge's long white hair away. In order to protect the disciple who was carrying the Qilin Bone, Xu Changge spent a lot of his life. His black hair turned white in an instant, and he had less than five hundred years left.
Originally, Xu Changge was wearing an ordinary cloth, simple and plain. As Xu Changge drank the cup of tea on the table, the color of the corners of his clothes changed inexplicably, turning green, like leaves.
Xu Changge fell into a strange state, forgetting himself, his eyes turned white, and his mind fell into a deep sleep.
Xu Changge was like a puppet on strings, drinking tea slowly.
The wisdom of the banyan tree seemed to be a little happy, waving its branches and leaves, fanning Xu Changge with a gentle breeze.
In a daze, vague figures appeared on the two stone benches beside Xu Changge.
The two stone benches were originally empty, but now they seem to be occupied by people.
Regarding this situation, Xu Changge, who was in a strange state, showed no emotional change at all and continued to drink tea as if he had disappeared.
Two vague figures, plus Xu Changge, happened to be seated around this stone table. However, there was only a cup of tea on the table, placed in front of Xu Changge.
"well!"
A blurry figure let out a soft sigh.
The road to immortality is long and has no end. Why bother giving up your own way for the sake of future generations?
The two blurry figures gradually became transparent and dispersed with the wind.
The outside world, the depths of the starry sky in the ancient world.
The ancestors of the human race rushed to the battlefield, waiting for the moment when the war broke out. Everyone tensed up and sacrificed their top Taoist treasures, leaving no trump cards.
Emperor Tongtian walked through the air and came to Xiahou Jiang, leaned down and bowed: "Meet the Imperial Master."
"You are a great sage of the human race, so you don't need to be polite."
Xiahou Jiang returned the greeting.
Even though Emperor Tongtian is only half-emperor, he is still beyond the realm of mortals. Even Xiahou Jiang, who is extremely capable, still has to give Emperor Tongtian some dignity.
At this moment, distorted fluctuations appeared in the void somewhere in the starry sky.
Suddenly, a man wearing a white gown and holding a snow-white silver gun in his right hand appeared. He looked like an immortal general descending from the earth.
The monks in the ancient Taoist world could not identify the man in white for the time being, but the practitioners from Kyushu were greatly surprised. They saluted one after another and shouted: "White Emperor!"
The title of White Emperor is shocking to the world.
Many years ago, Xu Changge stood in the sky above Qiulang City and said something. Jun Qianhua, who was once known as a toad that wants to eat swan meat, disappeared for tens of thousands of years. He did not die, but went to Kyushu, defying the heavens.
Cultivate Taoism and reach the pinnacle of Mahayana.
Because of his extraordinary strength, he participated in the battle in the restricted area and competed with the emperor in the restricted area without losing. This battle established Jun Qianhua's mythical reputation, and he was later revered as the White Emperor by the world.
Although Jun Qianhua was not a great emperor, he had a combat power that was not weaker than that of ordinary great emperors. No one among the powerful men from all the tribes in Jiuzhou had any doubts and were in awe.
Today, Jun Qianhua stepped into the world of ancient Taoism. His white clothes are more beautiful than snow, and his style is unparalleled.
With the words "White Emperor" from the monk from Kyushu, countless people in the ancient Taoist world suddenly realized that they thought of the young man who was rejected by Qijue Palace in the past.
Ancient Dao Realm, Qijue Palace.
Holy Lord Yan Canghai stared at the man in white deep in the starry sky, confirmed his identity, and couldn't believe it: "It's... it's really him."
"The human race's useless body back then has actually reached the pinnacle of Mahayana."
Yan Shaohua, the general of Qijue Palace, also showed a surprised expression. He is Mei Gu's brother and the Holy Lord's biological son.
Yan Shaohua was wearing armor and looked extraordinary. The scene from ten thousand years ago appeared in front of Yan Shaohua's eyes.
That year, a young man in white clothes stood at the door of Qijue Palace and threatened to marry Yan Shimei, the little princess of Qijue Palace. He was laughed at by many people.
Yan Shaohua was one of the mockers. He humiliated the young man in white many times, telling him to stop daydreaming and get out of the Qijue Palace.
At first, Yan Shaohua learned from Xu Changge that Jun Qianhua had made a big name in Jiuzhou, and he didn't want to believe it. However, today's Jun Qianhua undoubtedly does not prove its power.
The great monks of the Jiuzhou Human Race are so fierce. As soon as they entered the world of ancient Taoism, they fought against forces from all over the world, each one more fierce than the last. However, when Jun Qianhua appeared, the Jiuzhou Human Race put away their arrogant attitude and saluted in awe.
This kind of performance by the strong human race is enough to show how terrifying Jun Qianhua's strength is.
"Impossible!" Many elders in the Qijue Palace expressed confusion and did not want to believe it. Thousands of years ago, they and Jun Qianhua were contemporaries, and they repeatedly mocked Jun Qianhua for not overestimating his abilities.
"How can a mere mortal dare to call himself emperor?"
A certain inner elder of Qijue Palace, who was closer to Hongyou Valley, said loudly.
"The frog at the bottom of the well." An old human race man stood in the clouds and argued: "How can you idiots know the power of the White Emperor? I think back on that time, when the White Emperor entered the forbidden area with a gun and used his mortal body to suppress the emperor of the forbidden area and protect me.
Jiuzhou has been spared from disaster. Let me ask all the people in Jiuzhou, who dares to be disrespectful."
Wow——
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, shocking all the creatures in the ancient Tao world and causing an uproar.
The most panicked person was Qi Jue Palace. All the senior officials looked up at Jun Qianhua's figure, their lips turned white and trembled, unable to say a word.
"A mortal's body is comparable to that of the Great Emperor. Such an unparalleled evildoer is rejected by our Qijue Palace."
All the elders of Qijue Palace felt a chill in their backs, and felt mixed feelings in their hearts.
"Back then, the Imperial Master once made a divination for my Qi Jue Palace. Good fortune and misfortune depend on fate. Jun Qian's painting should be the cause and effect of Qi Jue Palace."
The old Taizu of Qijue Palace had lived a long time, and he was highly respected and powerful. The old Taizu would not doubt the divination methods of the national master Xia Houjiang, and his eyes when looking at Jun Qianhua became very complicated.
The young man in white who lived thousands of years ago has now become a towering tree and has achieved great fame.
"Canghai, Shaohua, come and take a trip with me!"
The old Taizu thought for a long time, pressed his chapped lips tightly, and made a decision.
"Ancestor, what are we going to do?"
Holy Master Yan Canghai and his son Yan Shaohua asked.