The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

The ancient mine in the early days, the Shenxu, the fairy tomb, and the burial island, these are the four forbidden areas that once attacked Si Xuan in the Great Chaos. Taking Zhencai is still confident, and the Supremes are unwilling to fight with him, a newborn emperor.

After strolling around Zangtian Island and Xianling, Si Xuan took a step forward, and soon came to the ancient Nantian Gate in Shenxu, the forbidden zone of life. So ancient, but still respected.

Si Xuan stood in front of the weather-beaten Nantian Gate and watched for a long time, without saying a word, he directly split the many imperial formation patterns in the void outside the Shenxu with his palm, and strode into this magical place.

Different from the magnificence and loftiness of Zangtian Island, and also different from the sacredness and peace of Xianling, Shenxu gives Si Xuan the feeling that it is really just a piece of ancient architectural ruins. Obscure imperial pattern, this place is like a ruined palace left by an immortal, lonely but at ease.

As soon as he entered the Shenxu, Si Xuan was attracted by a rather vast avenue rhythm, which was a vitality that was not inferior to the ancient tree of life, condensed, pure, and eternal.

"Peach elixir?"

Si Xuan spoke softly, and in one step, he appeared under the tall and powerful flat peach tree in the depths of Shenxuan. This is a very, very old tree, only three feet tall, but it exudes a moving The soul-stirring aura of immortality cannot be ignored.

And just under the flat peach fairy plant, an old man who looked extremely decayed was sitting tremblingly under the peach tree and cooking wine. He seemed to have guessed Si Xuan's arrival a long time ago, so he was not surprised, but waved his hand, Signaled Si Xuan to sit down.

"Where are the Emperor Ling and the other Supreme?"

Si Xuan was also polite, and sat down casually in front of the ancient Supreme Being who was about to die of old age, took a sip of warm wine, and asked with a smile.

"You came three years late, they have already left, and no longer belong to the restricted area of ​​Shenxu." The old supreme said.

After a while, he gently picked up the hot wine in front of him, but he didn't drink it himself. Instead, with a flick of his fingertip, all the wine flowed into the mouth of another little creature under the flat peach tree.

Si Xuan was very familiar with these two beings, he had seen them in the Undead Mountain, one was the ancient supreme of the Undead Mountain, and the little creature was the Xuanwu immortal medicine that he hadn't seen for many years.

"Why do you want to leave? The Beast God is dead, and I have no intention of liquidating the other Supreme Beings in the God Ruins." Si Xuanlue asked with some doubts.

"Of course it's because you're strong." The old supreme raised his hand, and the basalt elixir happily jumped onto his shoulder, sipping the spirit wine. "One of the supreme once caused turmoil. Of course he should be afraid of you."

"As for the other one," the old supreme being teased with Xuanwu's elixir with trembling hands, glanced at Si Xuan, and said with a smile, "The Holy Spirit Emperor, who was transformed from the innate aura of the beginning, is a little frightening to you. That voice, the Lord of the Holy Spirit, is too loud, and it is the way of the Nine Great Immortals, but it is difficult for any Holy Spirit to suppress you."

"What about you? Old fellow Taoist, aren't you afraid that I will behead you together?" Si Xuan smiled.

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, the ancient supreme laughed, "If you don't bother Ren Huang, I am a dying person, and I am too lazy to claim it now, so I think Ren Huang would not be willing to waste mana I."

"Indeed." Si Xuan sized up the old supreme being who once belonged to Undead Mountain. He really couldn't bring up the killing intent. status.

But Si Xuan still made a gesture of invitation, and poured a cup of fairy wine for the old venerable: "However, I still want to chat with my old Taoist friend. After all, I have lived long enough and come from Undead Mountain. Maybe you know a lot about me. unknown history."

"Oh? What does the Human Sovereign want to know from me? Even for this cruel life, I am willing to have a chat with the Human Sovereign." The old supreme nods his head.

"The Immortal Mountain, was it really built by the Immortal Taoist, the God of Immortal Emperor's belief?" Si Xuan asked directly, not politely.

"What the Human Sovereign said is correct. The Immortal Mountain in the restricted area of ​​life was indeed built by that person. It seems that the Human Sovereign is quite concerned about the history of turmoil in the ancient times." The old supreme nodded.

"That's right." Si Xuan nodded, he still had some doubts about the turbulent era from Shengya Saint Body to Emperor Void and Emperor Hengyu.

The holy body of Shengya was almost definitely killed by the immortal Taoist. Behind the most active sources of turmoil during the period of Emperor Void, the undead mountain and the sea of ​​reincarnation were also driven by the great hands of the immortal Taoist. In the era of Hengyu, that Taoist seemed to have gone back to the beginning of time. The ancient mine has been confronted with Emperor Hengyu for a long time.

"The Immortal Daoist has never belonged to any restricted area. He is a ghost wandering among the major restricted areas. He is the behind-the-scenes promoter of the turmoil. If you want to compare it, it is like the time of the ancient gods. Fighting, each party has its own damage. , but they are all pawns used by the black hands behind the scenes to stir up the trend of the times."

The vicissitudes of wisdom are shining in the eyes of the old supreme. He has obviously experienced many changes in the times, and he can survive those terrible chaos. His knowledge and pattern are naturally extraordinary.

"No wonder, if the undead Taoist's disgusting shit-stirring stick was used to explain that extremely chaotic period of ancient history behind the scenes, it would indeed make a lot of sense." Si Xuan nodded.

"But compared to the undead emperor in the war of gods, the undead Taoist is obviously far inferior. Strength is the most important thing. If the undead Taoist has the same combat power as the emperor back then, the inheritance of your human race may be broken for several generations." The old supreme shook his head.

"Ah! What a glorious past, and it is time for me to end, too,"

He sighed slightly, stood up slowly, and brushed past Si Xuan without looking back, "Let's keep the flat peach tree Renhuang, it's the life money that Linghuang and the others gave you."

"There's no need to keep it," Si Xuan shook his head for the first time in response to the words of the old lord, "I want the flat peach tree, and I want the Shenxu."

"rumble!"

As Si Xuan's words fell, dense black Dao patterns spread out from the void at the boundary of Shenxu. The pattern was completely eaten away, and replaced with the avenue pattern exclusively for Si Xuan.

He had long wanted to build a dojo, but he had always suffered from the lack of suitable dragon veins and ancient stars. Now it seemed that there was nothing more suitable for Si Xuan than the restricted area.

"The Emperor is free to do so."

The old lord was obviously not surprised by Si Xuan's choice, he bowed to Si Xuan together with the Xuanwu elixir on his shoulder, then turned his head and disappeared into the vast void.

"When a person passes away, he is buried in the dust; when the Tao passes away, he is buried in the sky; when I pass away, I am buried in where..."

Watching the old venerable who had lived for an unknown number of years completely disappear from sight while reciting an obscure song, Si Xuancai looked away.