The eighth chapter six hundred and twenty-seventh the first level, can not pass
"If it were you, would you be willing to let others call your deeply loved homeland an occupied area? Do you know how many unyielding loyal souls are buried in this area in front of you? Which one of them is not worse than now?
How noble are the people of Jiuzhongtianque who live in peace and joy in singing and dancing?"
The big man was at a loss when he was being questioned. He was speechless for a moment, and beads of sweat actually appeared on his forehead. After a long while, he hurriedly said: "I, I, I... I will discuss how to change it when I get back..."
Chu Yang pulled Zi Xieqing and said, "This will trouble senior... However, the three words "occupied area" above do not sound very nice."
The big man smiled honestly and said: "Yes, we did not think enough about it at the beginning... Dare I ask the three of you, do you have a deep connection with Zixiaotian?"
If the relationship wasn't deep, you wouldn't be so excited just thinking about it, right?
He did not expect that among the three people in front of him, one was the daughter of Emperor Zixiao, and the other was the inheritor of Emperor Zixiao. The only one who was not directly related, Mo Qingwu, was the sister of Emperor Zixiao's daughter and the daughter-in-law of the inheritor.
, the unique inheritor of Zixiao Tianhou’s martial arts...
Chu Yang did not answer this question directly, but looked at the big man in front of him with undisguised admiration, and said with a smile: "There are not many of you here, right?"
He paused and said: "In other words, there are not many people who are still fighting in Zixiaotian, right?"
The big man suddenly became vigilant: "Who are you? What do you want to do by asking these questions?"
A kind of warmth rose in Chu Yang's heart, and he suddenly remembered a few words: Use your body to open the passage of reincarnation, open the door to the outside world, use bones as walls, flesh as pavement, blood as wind, and soul as blue sky; send me brother,
Fight the demons outside the territory; educate my brother, reshape the body and become an immortal golden body; help my brother, conquer the outside world, and achieve immortal achievements; let my brother enjoy the same longevity and splendor in heaven and earth, and receive the supreme glory!
After thinking about it, he asked tentatively: "Do you know...the Nine Tribulations Brothers?"
As soon as he heard these words, the big man's expression immediately changed!
"Who are you kid?!" the big man shouted sharply. His eyes were gleaming with murderous intent as he looked at Chu Yang, one hand already holding the hilt of the sword.
It can be seen that the words 'Nine Tribulations Brothers' have seriously touched the psychological defense of this big man. If Chu Yang says something wrong, it may trigger a life-and-death battle!
"Does it matter who I am? Even if I tell you, you will definitely not know it!" Chu Yang sighed. There was infinite desolation in his expression, and he said: "I just asked you a casual sentence, you don't need to
So nervous, I am not your enemy."
"What are the Nine Tribulations Brothers!" The big man shouted sternly: "What an inexplicable name is this? I have never heard of it!"
"There has never been a brother like that here!"
He yelled sternly and stared at Chu Yang with murderous intent. He said sternly: "If I hadn't seen you young and young, I would have splattered you with blood today! Those who know better will retreat quickly and wait until they encounter the devil.
, but don’t blame me for not saying it clearly beforehand!”
After saying this, he suddenly jumped up, flashed like a meteor, and disappeared in an instant.
Mo Qingwu watched the big man go away and said thoughtfully: "Chu Yang, do you think he..."
Chu Yang nodded deeply and said solemnly: "It must be! Except for them, I believe no one would have such a big reaction to the four words Jiujie Brothers! If they are native people of Jiuzhong Tianque, they will not know anything at all.
They are brothers from the Nine Tribulations!"
Chu Yang's face showed deep sadness, and he said: "Nine Tribulations Sword Masters in the past... I don't know when this misunderstanding will be solved. I originally thought that Wu Juecheng came to the Nine Heavens Palace. This misunderstanding may have been solved.
, it turns out... the misunderstanding was actually You Zai..."
The three of them continued to move forward, and when they had gone thousands of miles away, they saw the white mist in front of them. They could not see their fingers. Below, there was actually a big river. No one's spiritual thoughts could extend in this white mist.
No cultivation level can fly in this white mist.
This kind of place is similar to Wujiang, but different from Wujiang.
The white mist is connected to the blue sky above and the river below, with no end in sight.
And on this river, there is only one bridge!
A bridge only three feet wide!
If you want to go to the other side, you can only cross this bridge!
Otherwise, even if you have a saint-level cultivation, you can only walk across this bridge step by step!
At the other end of the bridge, there is a stone tablet with five characters written on it: "The first level in the world!"
There are no castles or checkpoints, just this bridge, which is the first level in the world.
When Chu Yang saw it, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "What a level one in the world. It deserves the title!"
Truly the first level in the world!
It is truly true that one man is in charge and no one can open it!
This is the only passage from Zixiaotian to other heavens and earth in Tianque.
When Chu Yang and the other three stepped onto the bridge, they immediately felt a very strange feeling.
Zi Xieqing couldn't help but said: "If my father could retreat to this bridge and just stick to this bridge, wouldn't it mean that the demons could come to him no matter how many billions they come and still not get across? Why is my father still on the bridge?
Are you fighting a bloody battle with the enemy over there?"
Chu Yang sighed deeply: "After crossing this bridge, it is no longer the Zixiaotian area... With the pride of the Zixiao Emperor, how can he cross this bridge? I really would rather die on the other side of the bridge.
Well...he will never return to Qiaodong!"
Zi Xieqing stared at the bridge in confusion for a long time, and sighed deeply.
What Chu Yang said was absolutely correct. This was indeed the fundamental reason why Emperor Zixiao did not withdraw back in the first place!
I am the Heavenly Emperor Zixiao. If I want to abandon my homeland and go to fight on other people's territory, then why should I be called the Heavenly Emperor Zixiao? Wouldn't it be better to just call me the bereaved dog?
Although the Zixiao Heavenly Emperor was not in front of him, his state of mind at that time was still vividly visible!
No need to have any doubt.
The three of them stepped onto the bridge and walked into the white mist. After walking no more than three hundred feet, they heard someone in front of them asking: "Who is this person? Passage is prohibited here!"
The voice was decisive and full of uncompromising and tyrannical meaning.
Chu Yang frowned, thinking that this test would probably be difficult.
Following the sound, a golden light suddenly flashed in the white mist. Three people stepped out and stood across the bridge, blocking the way. Two had long hair in gold clothes, and one was dressed as a scribe in white. At this moment, they were looking at Chu Chu carefully.
Yang and three others.
"Who are you?"
Maybe they saw that Chu Yang, Zi Xieqing, and Mo Qingwu were all human beings, and they came from the direction of Tianque. Moreover, the men were handsome and elegant, and the women were beautiful and fragrant. They didn't look like bad people at first glance.
, I feel good about him, and my tone is somewhat gentler.
Chu Yang said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, we are descendants of Zixiao Tianque... we want to go over and see our homeland."
"Descendants of Zixiao Tianque?" The scribe in white in the middle frowned and said calmly: "Your Majesty, are you kidding me... Are there any descendants of Zixiao Tianque now... Past this first bridge,
This is the battlefield! There are only warriors...and I can guarantee that there is not a single warrior from Zixiaotian among them!"
Zi Xieqing sneered: "That's because, before you came, all Zi Xiaotian's warriors had died heroically!"
The scribe in white looked solemn and said: "That's right! So, now, my brothers and I are fighting in the hero's hometown! We can't be sorry for the land under our feet. Every inch of the land is infected with the hero's passion.
Blood!"
Zi Xieqing took a deep breath, and her tone became much softer: "Please give way...let us pass. Take a look at our homeland..."
The scribe in white looked at Zi Xieqing sharply and asked almost word by word: "But I don't know where the girl's hometown is...where is Zixiaotian?"
Zi Xieqing was about to speak and explain, but when she thought of the name of the city that was full of pride, she suddenly felt filled with pride. She puffed up her chest and said loudly: "My hometown is Zihuang City!"
"Purple Imperial City..." The white-clothed scribe's face changed and became awe-inspiring: "Purple Imperial City was turned into ruins with the fall of Emperor Zixiao as early as a million years ago. There are tens of millions of Zixiao people in the city.
No one was spared...even the whole family of the Zixiao Emperor sacrificed their lives heroically...The girl claimed to be a descendant of Zihuang City at this time, which was a bit brazen...haha...but she was desecrating the homeland of the hero!"
Zi Xieqing said: "Don't I need any proof if I say that I am from Zihuang City?"
The scribe in white did not relax and said: "That's right! I just need proof of identity! You said you are a descendant of Zixiaotian's people, and I may still believe it, but now that you say you are a descendant of Zixiaotian Imperial City, I don't want to
Ask clearly!"
"Otherwise, everyone else can go there, even people from various sects and major heavenly palaces who come to practice can also go there, but only you, girl, can't go there!"
He smiled coldly: "You mentioned the three words Zihuangcheng and claimed to be a descendant of Zihuangcheng. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, you have always blasphemed the most respected person in our hearts... because you are fake!
"
"And the meaning behind this name, no one can fake it!"
Zi Xieqing felt excited and said: "The person you respect the most? Who?"
The scribe in white looked at Zi Xieqing coldly and said calmly: "It's okay to tell you. This is not a secret in the first place. That person is the Zixiao Emperor, Zihao, who fought alone until his death."
He looked at Zi Xieqing with his sharp eyes, and his words became more sharp and authentic: "Girl, you want to cheat and cheat... We can't control it in other places, but in this land, absolutely no one can blaspheme Zi Xieqing in front of us.
Emperor Xiaotian!"
Zi Xieqing was not angry when she heard this, but she felt happy and proud in her heart, but at the same time she was still a little depressed.
Can’t get through it myself? It’s actually because of the respect these people in front of me have for my father!