Gusu Chen and Gusu Nankong drank a bottle of wine and had not felt so relaxed for a long time.
"Where is your master?"
Gu Suchen asked.
"I don't know." Gusu Nankong shook his head.
"I don't know if I can catch up with someone like him in my lifetime."
In Gu Suchen's impression, Xu Changge was like a high mountain with no peak in sight, and no one could see a glimmer of hope.
"Xiaozu, with all due respect, I'm afraid you won't have this chance."
Gusu Nankong smiled softly.
"Just don't say what's in your heart, okay? It's so offensive."
Gu Suchen rolled his eyes and hummed softly.
"However, Xiaozu is likely to reach the level of his ancestors."
When he said these words, Gusu Nankong's eyes were full of awe, as if he saw the shadow of Emperor Haotian in Gusu Chen.
"Alas!" Gu Suchen is actually quite pitiful. He was sealed when he was born, and it took a hundred thousand years for him to grow up. Since he became sensible, he has no memory of his parents. He only reads them in ancient books.
Get one and a half stars.
However, Gu Suchen was relatively lucky. He became a disciple of Renjun Baili Xizhi, and was favored by the imperial advisor and a group of generals. His childhood was relatively happy.
"Xiaozu, I want to fight with you."
Gusu Nankong suddenly became serious and said in deep thought.
"Huh?" Gu Suchen raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "That's not necessary!"
"Master once said that Qilin Bone must face all opponents. You can lose, but your Taoist heart cannot be shaken."
Gusu Nankong took the matter seriously and regarded what Xu Changge said as the truth.
"We can fight, but now is not the time." Gu Suchen thought for a while and refused temporarily: "When you and I are both at the top, we will have plenty of opportunities to compete."
Gusu Chen wants to ascend the throne with Gusu Nankong. Two emperors in one sect must be a legend.
"Okay, I will follow what Xiaozu said and fight again in the future." Gusu Nankong understood Gusu Chen's thoughts and nodded.
The two chatted for a while, drank a few bottles of wine, and set off on their own journeys the next day.
Looking into the distance, there is no end in sight, just like a road with no end in sight.
In the troubled times of Kyushu, heroes emerge in large numbers.
One by one, evil characters have made a name for themselves, challenging the strong men standing on high places. Some people succeeded, and some people failed.
According to the statistics of Tianjiyuan, there are no less than fifty monsters in the world, and there are even more ordinary geniuses.
In previous eras, it would have been good to have three or five top monsters.
What an emperor's son, what a king's body, a hegemonic body, and a top-notch visionary body.
All in all, the physiques of geniuses that once only appeared in thousands or even tens of thousands of years have all appeared in this era.
In the clouds, someone tried to touch a ray of opportunity for enlightenment, but they couldn't do it at all.
Although the opportunity for enlightenment exists between heaven and earth, if you want to get it, you must reach the pinnacle of Mahayana and have the ability to suppress the current world.
Five hundred years have passed since the day Xu Changge went into seclusion.
These five hundred years have been particularly glorious. Kyushu's prosperity is far greater than before, and has even reached its peak in tens of millions of years.
The ordinary geniuses of the Holy Land are not even qualified to participate in the war, and just stay aside and watch the show. In fact, some saints and saints are not even qualified to watch the battle, and are easily injured by the aftermath of the war.
"Alas! If you were born in the previous era, you might be able to make a name for yourself, but what a pity!"
In a certain first-class holy land, the Holy Lord looked at the group of core disciples in front of him, many of whom had the best spiritual roots. However, facing those eternal evildoers, there was no comparison at all.
"No chance at all?"
One of the core disciples was extremely unwilling.
"No."
The Holy Lord didn't want to give them hopeless thoughts, so he said without hesitation.
"Even if there is no hope, I still want to give it a try."
This disciple clenched his fists and turned his head to look at the sky with a firm will.
"The road to heaven, Tomb of Heroes. If you go there, it's probably hard to come back alive."
The Holy Lord spoke frankly.
"Even if I die, I admit it. At least I fought for it and struggled." The disciple bowed to the Holy Lord, turned around and stepped into the distance, wanting to challenge the small group of people standing on the top: "Wait
Here, I am not even qualified to be a witness. If I go, at least I can personally feel the prosperity of the age of great strife."
"Go ahead! As long as you don't regret it."
The Holy Lord didn't stop him, but he didn't hold out much hope. His eyes were sad, as if this parting was forever and we would never see each other again.
The wind has picked up, blowing across many places in Kyushu, dispersing the heavy fog, allowing people to see the scenery at high altitudes more clearly.
The top monsters are sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, or above the nine heavens.
At this moment, everyone seemed to have gotten the feeling, and they all looked into the depths of the starry sky.
"boom"
A barrier door opens, which is the passage between the Seven Realms and Kyushu.
After the incident involving Taoist Yuanyou, Wu Qixiu was well aware of the terror of Kyushu and would not allow the creatures from the Seven Realms to go to Kyushu to compete for opportunities.
However, the territory of the Seven Domains is nearly ten times larger than that of the Nine Provinces. Wu Qixiu is only the emperor of one domain and cannot suppress the practitioners of other domains.
In the end, after five hundred years of suppression, Wu Qixiu couldn't bear the pressure and finally gave up.
"This is the opportunity for my Seven Realms to achieve enlightenment, why should I give it to Kyushu?"
"Although Emperor Wu is timid, we are still ambitious."
"We want to go to Kyushu to fight for the emperor, and we are ready to die. Please don't stop us, emperor."
Countless monks flocked to the gate of Wu Qixiu's palace to express their feelings.
After a long stalemate, Wu Qixiu could only let them go and could not stop them at all.
As a result, many strong men from the Seven Realms came to Jiuzhou again, this time not to invade, but to take back the creation belonging to the Seven Realms.
"I can't bear it anymore, I'm sorry."
Standing in front of the tombs of all the emperors, Wu Qixiu slowly closed his eyes and expressed his apology. He was the weakest emperor in the seven regions. He only had the cultivation level of the lower emperors. How could he suppress the countless forces in the seven regions.
If Wu Qixiu had the strength of the Great Emperor, he could suppress all disobedient voices. Unfortunately, his talent determines the upper limit, and he will not be able to fulfill the last wishes of the emperors.
"It's getting more and more interesting."
On the top of the mountain, Wan Hanyi felt the aura of the monk from outside the territory, and the sword in his hand exuded a cold sword intent.
"The position of the Great Emperor is really tempting!"
A group of old guys from Tianjiyuan were filled with emotion. If they were thousands of years younger, they would probably not be able to help but give it a try.
"The group of eternal monsters in Kyushu have really grown up. If the Seven Realms want to compete for the position of enlightenment, I'm afraid they won't have this chance."
With the coming of the powerful men from the seven regions again, the disputes in the world have been pushed to another level, and the storm is surging.