Chapter 851 The Three Covenants of the Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 851 The Three Promises of the Emperor of Heaven
The young man choked and sat cross-legged, looking here and there, and saw a white-haired Taoist on one side, and a young emperor with an indifferent expression on the other. Out of a natural hunch, although he had some thoughts in his heart at the moment
There are so many things I want to say, but I just keep my mouth shut.
"The first time we met, the Emperor of Heaven came here, and the poor man was frightened."
The white-haired Taoist who spoke in fear showed no trace of fear on his face.
Di Jun looked at him calmly and said: "First time?"
"certainly."
The Taoist nodded naturally. Every word I, Tu Shanyuan, said came from my sincerity and I treat others with sincerity!
From a chronological point of view, this era is of course the first meeting. Besides, the fundamental reason why the two met in later generations was that King Yu was arrested and Wei Yuan went to find him. But in this era, even King Yu’s grandfather is still alive.
Haven't found it yet.
Where did King Yu come from?
Hmm... If you find the ancestor of King Yu at this time, and then worship him.
Wouldn’t it be natural for future generations to have a eldest daughter and a spoiled child for a few generations?!
Hmm, it's very practical.
King Yu? No, no, no... King Yu is so senior that he has no sense of accomplishment at all, okay? At most, that guy just laughs and shamelessly asks for lucky money or something like that. Oh, just think about it.
The girl's face that wants to be angry but has to smile, makes her mood become happy.
The Taoist's thoughts were running wild.
The old turtle over there was sweating from the sight.
It can be seen at a glance that the white-haired Taoist priest is distracted, that is, the temper of the Great Wild Emperor seems to be better than ordinary people, at least he does not care about this kind of things, otherwise, it would be a strong temper with an explosive temper.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I might have to overturn the table on the spot.
The Taoist made tea with the tea given by Leizu before, watched the tea boiling, and added ancient exotic flowers.
The petals flowed in the tea soup, adding more flavor, and he said casually:
"I don't know. Did the Great Wilderness Emperor come here to enjoy the scenery?"
Wei Yuan just said it casually and opened the topic. Unexpectedly, Emperor Jun nodded slightly and said calmly:
"Yes, this is my bamboo forest. I just come here to play in my free time."
is yours……
The Taoist's thoughts condensed for a moment, and he slowly turned his eyes and saw the boundless bamboo forest around him. Every bamboo was an ancient exotic species, which could be used as a boat. Sitting in it, people only felt that everything was vast and the state of mind was peaceful. It was something Chi You could see.
With his eyes bulging out, he immediately performed Jiuli's secret martial arts skills such as picking up mangosteens.
The white-haired Taoist's smile froze slightly and said, "Yours?"
Di Jun drank the tea slowly and said calmly: "Yes, mine."
"It's just one of the other courtyards."
"A little bit smaller."
Taoist: "………………"
He stared stiffly at the vast sea of bamboo around him.
Slightly, slightly smaller?
Damn it!
Why did the richest man in the world come out just after killing a big dog owner?
Emperor Jun, Emperor of the Great Wilderness, all the stars are aligned, this guy might be richer than the Queen Mother of the West. The white-haired Taoist felt that he had suffered an unprecedented blow. Emperor Jun put down the tea cup and said calmly: "By the way, I also want to learn from this.
All the dharma of the Lord of the Ruins will return to the Ruins.”
"It seems that there is no such chance."
The old turtle next to him sighed, thinking about the Lord of Guixu. Judging from this sentence, the Overlord of Guixu, even if he did not die in the hands of the white-haired Taoist, would be intercepted by the Great Wilderness Emperor.
The world is facing the stars, and the Lord of Guixu may not be able to please him.
However, Wei Yuan knew that the reason why Di Jun was able to come was because when the Lord of Guixu fought with him before, he unleashed all his power regardless of the cost. Otherwise, with Guixu's Taoist style that is extremely good at concealing his aura, he would not be able to
In addition, God Jun didn't pay attention. He was half a step below the top ten, and it was not difficult to leave peacefully without thinking.
Di Jun's eyes fell on the Taoist.
At this moment, the Emperor of the Great Wilderness didn't seem to be the plain and calm person he was thousands of years later. He still had the energy and the strongest pride in the Three Realms and Eight Wildernesses and all the worlds. The white-haired Taoist made tea, smiled, and said:
"Does the Emperor of Heaven want to fight Pindao?"
Di Jun watched him quietly.
The Taoist thought for a while and said: "The Emperor of Heaven is still the strongest in the Three Realms and Eight Wastelands, but he still wants to invite the Lord of Guixu to fight, and invites the poor Taoist to fight. I'm afraid he is not willing to accept it..."
"Unwilling?"
The Emperor raised his eyes, "Why are you unwilling?"
The Taoist smiled and said: "Because your strongest opponent, [Huntian], was not defeated by your hands, but died by setting foot on a higher path. Your greatest strength was gained by the absence of Huntian, but
You didn't get it by defeating him openly, so you are unwilling to accept it."
"You must defeat all the heroes in the world, reach the highest level, and prove to yourself that you are no weaker than Hun Tian."
!!!
The young man choked and his scalp went numb.
There was a vague realization over there, and the old man who felt that if he didn't come, he would definitely miss the important event, his palms trembled, his body stiffened, and he felt vaguely regretful and felt outrageous. After these few words, in the peace, tit-for-tat was hidden.
The feeling gave him the urge to turn around and leave.
No, no, we can't join in the fun of such a big event.
This white-haired Taoist looks gentle...
Could it be said that he is very good at irritating others?
Instead, the Emperor of Heaven chuckled lightly and said, "Wrong, that's not the case."
The white-haired Taoist raised his eyes: "Oh?"
The Emperor of Heaven said calmly and indifferently: "It's just a pity."
"Therefore, we must defeat all worthy opponents before they die."
"You killed Guixu, proving that you are a better opponent."
"It's just a pity...the injury was too serious."
Wei Yuan drank tea slowly, waiting for Emperor Jun's next words. At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven used the great wilderness to control all realms. His fierceness has not completely dissipated. He is no longer truly unparalleled in the world and has no flaws in the six thousand years of later generations.
In his state of mind, the Emperor of Heaven pointed his finger at the Taoist:
"But a confrontation does not necessarily involve a confrontation."
"There are many ways."
The Taoist smiled and said: "Ah, yes, yes, I am the best in the world in cooking, and the strongest in the world in eating. I don't know what the Emperor of Heaven is comparing to him? If he compares to the first one, he will be accompanied by a poor Taoist, but if he is the second, he will be a poor Taoist.
To give you a direction, there is a little guy over there. When he grows up, he should be the most edible person in the world."
"I guess my appetite is still a bit weak now."
The Emperor of Heaven nodded slightly and said, "I've made a note of it, and I will compete with you, the worst cook in the world."
The handsome Emperor told such a cold joke in a serious manner.
The Taoist couldn't help laughing loudly, touching the wound, but coughed again and again, waving his hands and saying: "Forget it, no more joking, what does the Emperor want to compare? You can also see the injury of Pindao, if it is a confrontation.
, I’m afraid it won’t work.”
The Emperor of Heaven said calmly: "It's more about fighting with words than fighting with strength."
"Three games, how about it?"
The Taoist nodded nonchalantly, and Emperor Jun rolled his sleeves and said:
"If you win, I will agree to a condition for you. If you win a round, it will count once."
Wei Yuan nodded and said, "I know the lottery."
The white-haired Taoist played with the tea cup, looked at the old turtle next to him, and said with a smile: "Then it will be Mr. Lao who records this matter."
!!!
The old turtle's heart surged, he bowed his hands and said: "This... then the old man won't refuse."
The old man sat upright, took out the jade stone, pointed it as a blade, and exhaled slightly to record this important event. Looking at the two sides of the bluestone, one had white hair hanging down, and the other had a graceful black robe, which vaguely corresponded to the two forces of yin and yang.
The old man's heart was filled with excitement and he carved his knife into the stone.
The first time he discussed the Tao, the Emperor of Heaven nodded slightly and said: "It is possible to evolve all dharma through the struggle of the Tao."
The cup in his hand splashed slightly.
The tea in the cup flew out, and the young man who was watching could only see a drop of water suddenly getting bigger, and the brilliant starlight was reflected in it, as if a drop of water contained all the universe and stars. The young man looked in a trance, as if he was in a fugue.
Thousands of miles of stars and rivers, boundless and vast.
Cho Ming lost control of his mind, and it took him a long time to forcefully control his true spirit.
Sticking to himself, he cut off the surrounding interference with his sword, and moved his sight away from the drop of water. Then his pupils shrank, and his mind was shaken. He saw the stars surrounding him, and he was already in the billions of stars. It was really impossible.
Virtual.
But in the drop of water that I saw, there were stars flowing endlessly, and there was another one of myself.
It was the first time for the young man to see such a simple display of his own way, the first time to see such a vast and majestic scenery, the first sight in the world. He subconsciously looked at the white-haired Taoist over there, but saw the energy flowing, and the Taoist lowered his head.
I drink tea with my eyes, and there is a drop of tea in my eyes.
Then this drop of water turned into a mighty river.
The river surrounds the Taoist, descends from the sky, and goes into the deep depths, where the earth appears, with white hair hanging down, but beside him there seems to be a vast world of mortals, fireworks in the world, stars rotating in the sky, and the earth in the world will last forever.
Suddenly the star fell, the Taoist turned his wrist and flicked out a drop of water.
The water flow turned into a river, with turbulent waves rising into the sky, resisting the stars thousands of miles away.
The starlight instantly flowed down and fell into the world of mortals, causing fireworks in the world. When you look up, you can see the bright stars, flowing in all directions, but they are pierced by the bright stars. The Taoist groaned, and his energy was sluggish, but Di Jun had already stopped his hand and said calmly: "
The four major ones in the domain are constantly changing, but unfortunately, if we remain stuck in our ways, we will never make it to the final step."
The white-haired Taoist looked at the cracked cup and sighed with emotion, saying: "...As expected of the Emperor of Heaven."
The young man choked and was stunned, and murmured: "Is this...not fighting with strength?"
The Taoist nodded naturally: "Yes."
He lowered his head and looked at the cup in his hand and said, "What a pity, I bought it from Xuanyuan Qiu."
"It's just broken."
Putting it down casually, the cup immediately turned into powder. The young man choked and his heart surged. After a long time, he sat down. Many of the visions he had during the discussion and fight had disappeared. The young man thought to himself that this should be the so-called hallucination.
Bar.
How could it be possible to use fireworks and red dust as an array and pull down the stars...
He lowered his eyes and saw behind the white-haired Taoist, a new river was flowing quietly. The still water was deep and silent, just like before. It was winding and flowing, faintly like the cracks that appeared on the Taoist's cup. The young man's expression was just like that.
Slowly solidifying——
The ones just now.
Is it all true?
He was choked and stunned.
The Emperor of Heaven said calmly: "My cultivation is very good, but I won the first game."
What kind of damn competitive spirit is this?
The Taoist rubbed his brows helplessly. He was already poor, but now he is even poorer. He said: "So, does the Emperor want me to do something? Or is he attracted by the sword in my hand?"
Di Jun shook his head: "We'll talk about what the winner gets later. What's the second game?"
Wei Yuan thought for a while and said: "Now that we have discussed the Tao, in the second round, it is time to compete in skills."
Seeing that the old man over there had burned it with the same material as Hetu Luoshu, Yuxu discussed Taoism with the Emperor of Heaven, and recorded such a loss in the first game. Thinking that this thing must be passed down to future generations, the Taoist also felt a little bit competitive in his heart.
, so he held the sword in his right hand, tapped it lightly with his fingers, and said freely: