Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 222
Also Qu desperate.

He was even more desperate than Zong Jue who was foolishly waiting at the gate of Jiuchongtian.

Wu Lan stunned and pulled Han Ye to worship the heaven and the earth in the book of myriad beasts.

Wulan was the boss, Han Ye was the second, Ao Wuxu was the third, and he was the last.

Ye Qu couldn't be like Ao Wuxu at all, he listened to Wu Lan's words, and really called Han Ye's second brother sincerely.

Absolutely impossible! !

"Ye Qu." Wu Lan narrowed her eyes.

"Two gie~~~" Ye Qu twisted his body and shouted delicately.

Binghan's two murderous intentions spread behind Ye Qu, and he knew that if he didn't call out the second brother, he would be beaten again.

Han Ye pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, and looked at Wu Lan.

"Brother Wulan, send me outside the Myriad Beasts, I will cancel your contract."

Wu Lan nodded, and when he waved his hand, Han Ye's vision changed and he appeared in the main hall on the first floor of Jiuchongtian.

Outside the hall, Zong Jue was still standing still like a husband-watching stone, looking at the turbulent whirlpool of Qingyun Road.

"Why don't you come here... two ancestors!"

Han Ye flicked his sleeves, and the scroll of the Myriad Beasts in front of him disappeared without a trace, and then the figure disappeared again.

The third floor of the Jiang Lan Realm.

Han Ye released the three who had broken the contract with the Myriad Beasts.

As soon as Wu Lan stepped into this land, his expression immediately became astonished.

"The aura of the human world here is unbelievably strong, and it is faintly mixed with immortal essence. Second brother, where is this place?"

"The inner space of the Hongmeng Lingbao." Han Ye said lightly.

"Hongmeng...!!!" Wu Lan exclaimed in horror.

Ao Wuxu has gotten used to the abnormal behavior of the unsmiling elder brother beside him today.

"What is Hongmeng Lingbao?" Ye Qu scratched his head and asked.

"Second Brother, which side of the God Realm are you the son of?"

Wu Lan felt that she had finally realized that Han Ye was definitely the illegitimate son of a certain god king in the world!Otherwise, how could there be so many magical places!

"Brother Wulan misunderstood, I just have some friendship with a senior from Piaoxue City."

"So it's the Arctic Holy Royal Family..." Wu Lan nodded to himself.

When Ao Wuxu heard the word God Realm, it was connected with the God King in Wu Lan's words just now, and he roughly realized it.

"God King, it sounds like he should be an existence of the same level as the Immortal Emperor in the God Realm."

"It turns out that the second brother has a different background, no wonder the eldest brother looks like this, so it is understandable."

Ye Qu was still asking questions in a daze, and was kicked away by Ao Wuxu again.

"Second brother, this Ni Yang has integrated his memory with the restriction."

"In the Ninth Heaven, he will conduct an illusion test on you. I don't know the specifics, but if you pass, you will be able to obtain the Scroll of Mysterious God."

"It's the biggest secret why Ni Yang became the Immortal Emperor."

"The Scroll of the Lost God is not only a defensive artifact, but also a safety map leading to the Lost God Temple."

"The reason why I am included in this myriad of beasts is that I, who was still asleep at the time when the craftsman God Chariot Houyuan was still asleep, grabbed hold of the Misty Temple and became the guard."

"Later, Ni Yang used the Myriad Beasts Book to take me away."

Ao Wuxu was suddenly enlightened when he heard the words.

"The reason why Ni Yang died was that when he was exploring the Misty Temple, he unfortunately stepped on a poisonous insect from the God Realm and died of poison."

"This is the reason why he is obsessed with the theory of luck. I guess his illusion test may be related to this."

Han Ye nodded: "Thank you, Brother Yalan!"

The figures of Wu Lan and Han Ye appeared in the main hall, exhorted, "Be careful in everything.", and then used the restraint to teleport Han Ye to Jiuchongtian.

Bright mind mirror.

The sky is shining.

Five figures emerged from the woods.

Both eyes were covered by a layer of white mist, and he stood there dumbfounded, not daring to move.

A ray of light suddenly flew out of Hua Rong's dantian, turning into a gauze to wrap him.

The paleness in his eyes disappeared.

He bent down to touch a piece of spiritual soil that was pressed in beyond his feet, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you come in already?"

"Han Ye, this time Lord Yuhuang gave me the low-grade artifact armor and divine sword, let's see where you can hide!"

In the aisle of the Lost Temple.

Ni Yang is holding the Scroll of Mysterious God in his hand, and streamers of light on it guide him forward.

After tossing and turning, I finally came to an ancient bronze door as high as ten feet high.

Ni Yang's eyes were filled with excitement, gathering his immortal energy, and he stretched out his hand to push the door open.

"Don't you wear shoes?" A greeting from the soul sounded behind Ni Yang.

Ni Yang's actions were condensed.

"Since you have obtained the Mishen Scroll, you should know that the Mishen Temple is the residence of the god Che Houyuan, the master craftsman of the God Realm."

"How careful are the monks in the Mahayana period of the human world when they explore the secret realm of the Immortal Emperor? If you are not careful, you will be buried in the flames."

"Not to mention the secret realm of the god king in the god realm, why is it so entrusted?"

Ni Yang's memories flowed, and the strange thoughts he had when he entered the Misty Temple for the first time and saw the magnificent statue of Che Houyuan appeared in his mind.

It is a verse from the mortal world.

"The barefoot is not afraid of the shoe."

So holding the attitude of metaphysics, Ni Yang took off his shoes, thinking that his European emperor physique would keep him safe.

who knows...
Ni Yang said nothing, but continued to push open the door.

"The next plot won't be that you go in and step on a poisonous insect, and then meet Emperor Yuxuan and be hunted down by them?"

The voice fell.

The illusion of the Misty Temple suddenly dissipated, replaced by the ninth floor of the Nine Heavens!
A beautiful platform overlooking the entire Niyang Wonderland.

Ni Yang was dressed in a black robe, her hair fluttering in the wind.

"Junior, Wu Lan sent you here not to make you laugh at me." Ni Yang's black eyes were cold, staring at Han Ye.

"Senior Ni Yang, if you are strong enough, there is no such thing as luck." Han Ye said lightly.

"Are you saying I'm weak!?" Ni Yang heard that his robes were surging, and a strong murderous intent swept towards Han Ye.

"If senior had condensed his soul into a golden core before entering the Misty Temple, he could completely avoid this murder."

"The Mystery Scroll is good luck, and the poisonous bug is anger."

"Senior was blinded by this map and various artifacts, so that he lost the most basic sense of awe, and finally died at the tail of poisonous insects."

"Such a dangerous secret place, eager for quick success and instant benefits, the immortal emperor has unlimited longevity, why don't you wait any longer, senior."

Ni Yang wanted to open his mouth to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he was speechless.

He recalled that at that time he had not even broken through to the eighth-level Profound Immortal because he had the Mysterious God Scroll, so he entered the Mysterious Temple many times to explore, and every time he got something.

Gradually, the countless treasures of the gods made him no longer as cautious as he was when he first practiced.

The title of Immortal Emperor with the most artifacts made him gradually lost in the jewels.

It's like an arrogant moth in flames, unaware of the imminent disaster.

The wind howled on the ninth floor.

The blue sky suddenly scatters bright sunlight, driving away the fog in Niyang Fairyland Forest.

"Oh, that's how it is." Immortal Emperor Niyang smiled, and the sorrow that had been lingering in his heart for thousands of years slowly dissipated.

"Is the strength weak? This answer is also acceptable."

Ni Yang raised his sleeves, and a beam of light shot into Han Ye's hands.

"Here is the picture scroll of the God of Mystery. Since you are so eloquent, let me see your strength."

(End of this chapter)