The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

"All in all, the orthodoxy still needs to be built. It has a great effect on protecting future generations, passing on the avenue, or using it as an extension of one's own will..."

Ming Jue persuaded Si Xuan very earnestly, this guy naturally has his own calculations, no matter how strong Si Xuan is, his lifespan is limited, if there is a powerful orthodoxy that inherits Sixuan Dao, then this orthodoxy has only one of the most common quasi Ninth, in the future Ming Jue will come out to fight for the throne, and Si Xuan's descendants can also become his powerful helpers.

And Si Xuan was really moved by Ming Jue's suggestion. Inheritance is a very important thing. Even the great emperor, very few people can be alone and have no worries. Except for the great emperor Wushi, almost everyone has left an inheritance. Si Xuan There are many more fetters than beginningless.

"Gah!"

Just as the two continued to chat, a high-pitched crow suddenly sounded in the sky. Immediately afterwards, a blond middle-aged man in the robe of the Emperor Tianwu manifested from the palace of the Guangming Ancestral Land, looking after himself Si Xuanhe Ming Jue found a seat beside him and sat down.

"Yo! Great Emperor Golden Crow, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, why isn't his complexion as good as before?" Ming Jue obviously got to know the old Golden Crow all these years, he smiled and handed the old Golden Crow a jug made of sapphire, teasing.

"Hmph, of course it's not good. You two don't have to compete with people in this life. How can you know how tired I am?" Old Jin Wu poured himself a drink, and after a while, he glanced at Si Xuan and Ming Jue, and snorted softly , "I fought with the Undead Queen 30 years ago, and I saw blood."

"Did you see blood? Whose blood? You must have suffered a loss after that day, right?" Ming Jue looked at the old Jinwu drinking alone with great interest, couldn't help laughing, and asked.

Hearing this, the old Golden Crow glanced at Ming Jue, but said nothing else. He just raised his hand, and two five-color divine feathers flew out from his cuff, and nailed them into the void in front of Si Xuan and Ming Jue: " It's just a yellow-haired girl who has practiced for more than 2000 years. If it weren't for her extraordinary blood and a lot of cards, I would have suppressed her eight times with one finger."

"It's still a loss." Si Xuan plucked the five-color feather from the void, and carefully sensed the state of the old Golden Crow, and found that it was indeed injured. Although it was not serious, it also showed that the old Golden Crow was not well.

"It's okay, most of the pressure won't be on your head." Si Xuan glanced at him and comforted him, "The Immortal Empress inherited the Emperor's inheritance, so naturally she will also inherit the Emperor's karma. People want to destroy the Phoenix Nest more than you, and someone will stand up to deal with the number one general."

"Hahaha, don't worry, you still have Brother Si's phone call on your side, the Supreme Being of the World will definitely block many people for you, so be sure to grasp it!" Ming Jue said with a smile.

"I know," Old Jinwu sighed, "A few years ago, I went to chat with Fellow Daoist Ge Hong, and he was alright, but the group of Qi Refiners and Taoists couldn't talk to me at all, it's a pity."

Si Xuan and Ming Jue happily chatted about gossip, while the old Jinwu's complexion gradually turned ugly, and Si Xuan's news made him feel a little depressed: "That is to say, there is another Taoist protector at the other level of the Immortal Empress? I also want to kill another enlightened person?"

"Ye Fan? It's fast enough." Si Xuan raised his eyebrows, Ye Fan has become the quasi-emperor, 500 years of practice after the turmoil, the progress is not much different from what Si Xuan originally knew.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Walking to the gate of the ancient Guangming Temple, the old Jinwu suddenly turned around and looked at Si Xuandao, "Your little brother of the Holy Physique of the Human race became the quasi-emperor a few years ago, do you know?"

"Ning Fei, the number one of the eight generals, is him, the strongest person under the emperor's throne according to legend, and the real enlightened person of a different kind," Si Xuan said firmly, "and, the Immortal Queen and that person The relationship is very unusual."

"Alas," the old Jinwu sighed, "the Immortal Queen herself is the same thing, but the secret treasure left by her husband is very powerful, and she has left many strong ones for her. When I fought her, there was a A very strong person kept staring at me, and I had to guard against him, so I suffered a small loss."

It is not very honorable for the Immortal Queen to inherit the eight generals under the Emperor's throne, because those generals were actually left to him by the Emperor. The attitudes are a bit indifferent, only one god will be sincere to the queen.

"The underworld? Interesting, the descendants of the heavenly court, the quasi-emperor of the Underworld, the wife of the Immortal Emperor... this life...is really lively." Old Jinwu poured a few more cups of fairy wine into his mouth before sighing with a headache. With a sigh of relief, he was confident that he would be hard-pressed to find an opponent in the Dzogchen Emperor Zhun, but he really didn't have the confidence to face the descendants of those powerful descendants of the Megatron myth era.

"Ah, it's just what you think, the Immortal Emperor, Immortal Empress, and the number one general are in chaos anyway." Si Xuan shook his head.

"What's so unusual? Explain in detail." Before the old Jinwu could continue to ask, Ming Jue suddenly spoke. The focus of this guy was obviously different, which made the old Jinwu speechless for a while.

"That's the eight generals under the Immortal Emperor. I met two generals besieging the emperor in the starry sky last year. Who is staring at you? Is it a man with a sword on a white horse?" Si Xuan asked. .

"That's how it is. The lineage of Qi refiners is more than successful, but it lacks the courage to advance, as long as it doesn't become an enemy." In the end, the old Jinwu didn't hesitate anymore, he drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, Get up and leave here.

"However, you are still under a lot of pressure to become enlightened. The Underworld has been very active these years. It seems that the masters of the Underworld Hall of the eighth and ninth rank quasi-emperors are also determined to fight for the throne. Brother, you have to be careful." Ming Jue smiled. added.

"After all, you beheaded Dayi, who was in their lineage, with your own hands. Although it is not wrong for you to avenge your son, but the grievances are there, and the cause and effect cannot be erased." Si Xuan shook his head.

"I can't see clearly, I just know that it's very strong, so strong..." Old Jinwu's face was full of fear. When talking about its strength, he hesitated for a moment, and then looked deeply at Si Xuan, "Too strong to be Just like you and Gai Jiuyou."

"Well, I happened to pass by when he crossed the Zhun Emperor's Tribulation. That young man is very different, and I'm afraid he won't be weaker than the first generation of Dacheng Holy Physique." Old Jinwu nodded, as if recalling Ye Fan's calamity, with a very solemn expression .

"So powerful? Brother, you still want to witness the tenth Dacheng Eucharist from ancient times." Ming Jue smiled and said to Old Jinwu.

"And that young man even set up the Heavenly Court." The old Jinwu ignored his foolish attitude and looked at Si Xuandao, "Heavenly Court, you must know how much cause and effect there is, and this life is destined to not be peaceful."

"That's his choice, I won't interfere," Si Xuan shook his head and said, "Establish a heavenly court, let's set up a heavenly court, the road is at his feet, it's hard for anyone to say anything, at best, I'll help him block the supreme being. "

"Okay, I'll just say something, there's no other meaning." The old Jinwu nodded, and the next moment he turned into a sky-shrouding crow again, and disappeared at the end of the starry sky.