Building The Ultimate Fantasy

In the ninety-five years of the Daxuan calendar, the emperor controlled Long Bintian.

The entire emperor capital shook, and the world felt something, with a strong sense of sorrow.

On the sky, golden light overflows, there are golden dragons meandering, and there are more rumbling sounds, as if the emperor murmured while he was alive.

Da Xuan **** dynasty, move towards the shock.

The news came out in an instant, ten and ten.

It spread from North County to South County, Dongyang County, West County, and the western region.

On the day of the imperial imperial court, the world shook.

On the Long Street, people piled up, and the people stepped out of the door and walked on the slab road covered with snow.

The ordinary people were lost in their hearts, everyone saw the looming shadow of the golden dragon over Emperor Beijing.

He opened up for them the emperor Yongmian, who didn't know who was crying. The voice was full of infectiousness, and it suddenly spread on the long street.

The people walked along the long street, and everyone went in the direction of Daxuan Palace.

They are sad, they are goodbye to the emperor.

In the palace, the Confucian Ministers trembled and sighed.

Many old officials who follow Yantai Xuan now have mixed feelings.

From Taishou, the North County, to King Beixuan, to the current Emperor, Yantai Xuan is actually not easy.

With a single body, he scrambled in the era of the rise of spiritual practice, and he opened up a dynasty and overwhelmed many spiritual practitioners.

Many ministers trembled, kneeling on the cold, snowy ground.

They scratch their heads deep into the palace.

This, give away to the emperor.

Uh ...

Junan County.

Tang House, in a separate courtyard.

Xiaoxian was floating in the snow, Tang Xiansheng was sitting on a rocking chair, crunching, rocking the chair gently, crushing the falling snow.

He raised his hand, and the snowflakes fell on his palm, bringing a little cold.

"Men, go well."

Tang Xiansheng murmured.

Outside the yamen, Tang Yimomai walked in, his breath became more arrogant, and he easily shattered the falling snow.

"People's royal guest."

Tang Yimo said.

For Yi Taixuan, Tang Yimo's mood is quite complicated.

"I expected it, it will happen sooner or later ... except that when this day really comes, my heart can't keep calm as I imagined."

Tang Xiansheng said.

"Next, there will be a catastrophe. If Daxuan passes through, then he can really realize that God will live forever."

"If you can't get through, the divine dynasty will fall apart like the original big week."

Tang Xiansheng said.

Tang Yimo, who was standing next to Tang Xiansheng, heard that his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let's go, it's time to go to Emperor Jing. This godly dynasty has the hard work of an old man, but it can't be destroyed like this."

Tang Xiansheng stood up slowly from the rocking chair.

"May I help you?"

Tang Yimo helped Tang Xiansheng. For so many years, Tang Xiansheng's mustard was also put down in his mind.

Tang Xiansheng's old hand patted Tang Yimo, a smile on his old face: "No need, it's a trivial matter."

"You practice well is the most important thing."

Tang Xiansheng urged.

After that, carrying his back and carrying his hands, he disappeared step by step in the snow.

Uh ...

Xi Xiliang.

Pentium east Yanjiang.

The king of tyrants embraced his chest with his axe and shield in his hands. He seemed to be floating on the river. As he stood, the river on the river was suppressed.

Mantian Feixue is at this moment, torn apart by his breath and energy.

Shore.

Luo 茗 Sang charm still exists.

She also followed the path of practice. Although she has the talent and average in practice, but with the help of a powerful overlord, she has also broken into the Yuanying Realm and has a long life.

There is a sound of golden dragon roaring in the clouds.

Su Bawang raised his eyes slightly, exhaling slowly.

He once fought with him for the world's Yantai Xuan, Shou Yuan arrived.

Luo Luosang's look was also slightly complicated.

The emperor Tai Xuan, who was killed from the original Fengyun Meeting, still couldn't reach the blade of time.

"Dominate the world, cover the situation for hundreds of years ... he is also alive and well."

Overlord.

It is true that compared with boring practice, the life of Yantai Xuan is really wonderful.

However, Yantai Xuan has no regrets, and his overlord also has no regrets.

If he let him Xiang Shaoyun in charge of the world for a hundred years, he could not do it like Yantai Xuan, and when he was dying, he was so calm and did not pursue longevity.

In fact, Yantai Xuan can pursue eternal life. He is the emperor and controls so many practitioners. The Daxuan Dynasty is the first force under Bai Yujing. Why can't the emperor seek eternal life?

I just do n’t go to Xuantuan.

The overlord sighed slowly.

The swell of qi and the waves of Dongyan River seemed to be blown away in one breath.

He looked in the direction of the East China Sea, his eyes flickered slightly.

"It's time to relax, next ..."

The tyrant raised his head, his eyes filled with surging warfare and billowing heat. He stared at the sky, his blood seemed to be boiling.

The trance made Dong Yanjiang tremble.

He should be a little more exciting!

The world of heaven and earth in Liujia mouth ...

come on!

The tyrant raised his fist, and there seemed to be storms all over his body.

Uh ...

Inside the ancient tomb.

Jiang Li, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes with great complexity.

"Kings……"

In front of his eyes, Xuantuan laughed and patted his shoulder, calling him "Brother Jiang".

Everything is like another life.

He is as usual, but the emperor has become history.

Min Jiangli closed her eyes again, and the tomb fell into silence.

Minjiang Li is waiting, waiting for a time to complete the promise with Yantai Xuan.

Uh ...

The death of Yantai Xuan has a huge impact on the entire Five Phoenixes.

The spiritual practice world also learned of this incident, and the spiritual practice world that could not afford waves caused a wave.

The Qiangwu Emperor City, the Goddess Palace, Juedaomen, and Tianxu Palace are all sending strong men to Emperor Beijing to attend the Emperor's funeral.

Ju Moju presided over the funeral.

People from all over the place went to Dijing, crying and crying, and sent the emperor on the long street.

Jujue is sad.

之下 Under the heavy snow.

The coffin was buried.

The five princes who were made as princes were shocked in their hearts and felt the power of the emperor. In their hearts, there were some relatives and panic.

Alas, admiration for Father Emperor also emerged.

This funeral came to many people, whether it was local officials, or strong men in the practice world.

The dense figures were silent.

Qi Mo Beike's heavy bags under his eyes shook slightly, and stood on the hillside with Tang Xiansheng, looking at the tomb, and sighed.

On this day, an overhaul practitioner came to the sky for the emperor's funeral.

He is more human, and faintly sees the powerful Peerless Demon King wrapped in a black robe, bowing slightly towards the funeral.

I was surprised by Tang Xiansheng and Mo Beike.

The cult they envisioned and the forces of the Western Marton kingdom did not even take action at the Emperor's funeral.

I just thought about it, but both couldn't help feeling.

Maybe, then Liu Yuanhao was sighing at the moment.

For Liu Yuanhao, Yantai Xuan is indeed a respectable and awesome opponent.

On the end of the Emperor's funeral.

Xuan Tianjige circulated the world, and it was actually the last words of the Emperor.

There was a great earthquake.

The white heavenly pigeons flew across the sky, flapping their wings and white feathers.

On the yellow paper, blood was flowing.

Vaguely visible, on the top of the Tianji Peak, there was an old man who worked hard and waved his books.

"The Emperor disperses a hundred dragons, and he is worried about the stability of the world. He takes the dragons, takes the people, feeds them, cuts half a hundred dragons, protects the people, and hopes that the Thai people will live in peace and prosperity. Gasification industry evils, protect the hundred officials, solidify the dynasty, if practitioners commit one hundred officials, they will be burned by the Dragon Qi industry fire, cut off cultivation, and die.

"Greeting to the Emperor."

The news spread.

Everyone is shocked!

Many great Confucians have a white complexion, bare chest, full of tears and tears. It is no wonder that Huang Mingming can live a long time, but never sleep. It turned out that he had cut off the dragon spirit, sheltered the world, and sheltered the dynasty.

When the people heard the news, they were upset when the news of Tianjige spread.

Between the faint and faint, it seemed that the golden dragon spirit crossed the sky and rolled over the five phoenixes.

Some people were seriously ill, and their condition healed.

Some people with weak constitutions feel warm and flowing and become strong.

Wan Wanmin was horrified, and the next moment was awful.

I am most shocking, more than half a hundred dragons to protect the hundred officials.

Because of the execution of the Daxuan Law, the officials of the Daxuan Divine Cultivation must not exceed the body, which is actually no different from mortals.

Even if Xiu Haoran's spirit is righteous, but facing the practitioners, he is still extremely weak.

如今 Now, there is a dragon asylum.

The confidence of the Hundred Officials came up, and they became even more dared to do things for the people, and they could also consolidate the stability and stability of the dynasty.

规则 This rule was answered and acknowledged by the Lord of Bai Yujing.

The practitioners in the world naturally dare not try their own way.

Many people are somewhat embarrassed. The promulgation of this rule secretly separated the secular and spiritual worlds of the Daxuan Dynasty completely.

This is a good thing for mortals who cannot practice.

At least, let the lives of the people be free from the crisis brought by many practitioners.

Uh ...

Benyuan Lake, Huxin Island.

Xuantai Xuan floated down and landed on the island.

Starlings are fragrant, like a fairyland.

Yan Taixuan's heart was calm a lot.

He died, but with Lu Ping's ability, it is not a problem to let him appear here, and even it is easy to come back to life.

Lu Lufan's white shirt was still a teenager, with long black hair spreading out, looking a bit idle and carefree.

Murmur murmur.

In the jug, the warm wine was burning.

Xu Lufan beckoned towards Yantai Xuan.

Xuantai Xuan appeared on Bai Yujing's pavilion.

The sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, and the lake water transformed by the source gas is constantly fluctuating.

Xuantuan was surprised.

At the beginning, Lu Shaozhu relocated Huxin Island, let the strange beast whale sacrifice Xiandao, took the wind east to enter the Hanhai, everything turned out to be true.

The past 100 years have passed, and Lu Shaozhu has not changed in the slightest, just like when he first visited Xuantai Xuan when he visited Beiluo City.

"Men, sit."

Lu Lufan had a gentle smile on his face.

Huantai Xuan also laughed, not thinking about those things, sitting in front of Lu Fan freely.

Lu Lufan set up a magical chessboard and played against Yantai Xuan, but Yantai Xuan's chess skills were really stinky. After a while, he was uncertain about how to move.

"Lu Shaozhu's chess skills are superb, and my king admires it."

Yantai Xuan smiled and arched his hand.

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Lufan waved his hand.

I leaned against the Thousand Blades Chair, and my heart moved.

The bronze bronze wine glass was full of liquor and floated in front of Yan Taixuan.

Lu Lufan also held the bronze wine glass and took a sip.

"A hundred years of long life, for a practitioner, it's just a retreat, a finger ..."

"How do you feel about the emperor's life?"

Lu Lu laughed.

"Sloppy, it's okay."

Huantai Xuan took a sip of wine. Lu Shaozhu's wine was not for everyone, and it tasted good.

"Your birthday, you have thirty or forty years. Why did you choose to let go of your dragon?"

Lu Lu asked.

Xuantuan Xuan heard a word and smiled, "It is better to do something for the people of the world than to let the dragon spirit continue to decline. Anyway, it is reasonable to take the dragon spirit from the people, and finally give it to the people."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

He later spoke again and asked, "My son has always been a little curious ..."

"As your emperor, why didn't you go to the sea to find your son for longevity in your old age? You should know that if this son let you live forever, you can live forever."

Xuantuan Xuanyan said, his face shuddered slightly.

I beg for longevity ... what the **** is it?

It ’s okay to hit him?

However, Yan Taixuan only thought so in his heart, but never said it.

On the surface, he smiled freely.

"Ask for longevity, old age, sickness and death, and human sentiment. The King is not unable to practice, but he is more willing to experience a mortal life. Only by feeling the mortal joy, sorrow, death and old age can we better understand the suffering of all peoples."

Lu Lu chuckled, seemingly seeing through the mind of Yan Taixuan.

After a while, he said nothing.

I just let Yantai Xuan casually move on the island.

Xuantai Xuan is also very happy. In these days, he is blessed day and night until late at night, dealing with music, and dealing with locks in the world. It can now be easier.

Xi Lufan brushed his hands and let Yantai Xuan leave Bai Yujing's pavilion.

Yantai Xuan started to hang out on the island.

He saw the Taoist Monument, he only felt a moment of height. Any practitioner who saw the Taoist Monument would feel trembling and feel something.

However, Yan Taixuan saw the Taoist monument, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. After a while, he walked away and left.

来到 He came to the alchemy room.

I saw Ni Yu, who was still a girl.

Nine nine mouths of black pots floated around Ni Yu's body, and Ni Yu's baby's fat cheeks trembled, solemnly.

She hits the world of mystery.

The black pot was burnt red.

For a while, powerful aura fluctuations and ideological fluctuations are surging, and even fragrant Danxiang floats.

Huantai Xuan looked with interest.

Then Ni Yu fry.

Bang bang bang!

The terrible explosion roared, and the alchemy room was almost blown to the ground.

Ni Yu's frantic shout came from the ruins of Xilian Danfang.

Yantai Xuan was startled and ran away.

"This one has nothing to do with the king!"

Huantai Xuan felt that he was all dead, and this girl did not want to throw the fryer's pot on his Xianyuan insulator!

Huantai Xuan wandered on Huxin Island for several days.

I walked down towards Tiantian Ju and smirked in the peach bush.

I walked across the purple bamboo forest, in front of Confucius's tomb, and sat on the floor with a lot of emotions.

Even though he has always been the opposite of Master Confucius, Xuantuan still admires his heart. The magnanimity created by Master Confucianism has stabilized the official system of the Daxuan **** dynasty.

at last.

A few days later.

Yantai Xuan appeared in front of Lu Fan again.

"Person, you are now in a state of soul. In addition to dying of the soul and floating around, there are three other options ..."

Li Lufan leaned on the Qiandian chair, tapped his finger on the wheelchair guard, and looked at Xu Taixuan.

番 For the future of Yantai Xuan, Lu Fan is also very difficult to decide.

Therefore, Lu Fan intends to throw this decision to Yantai Xuan himself.

"Oh?"

Yantai Xuan suddenly became interested, and there were actually three alternatives.

这 "This is in light of your merit ..."

Lu Fandao.

"The first option, this son can gather your body for you and resurrect your life."

Xuantuan Xuan frowned for a long time.

He sighed and shook his head.

"If you die, you are dead. Why are you still alive? Resurrecting your life and fighting for personal throne with your own cubs? Isn't that farting off your pants?"

"Lu Shaozhu, what is the second option?"

Lu Fanmei Yu slightly picked.

Xu Xu said: "The second option, this son can reincarnate you for rebirth, allowing memory retention, you can choose to follow the orthodox path ..."

第二 This second choice is very tempting for Yan Taixuan.

Xuantai Xuan moved.

But after a long time, Yantai Xuan still wanted to hear the third choice.

"Lu Shaozhu, what is the third option?"

Yantai Xuan looked at Lu Fan and asked solemnly.

Lu Lufan has been stopping with a light movement on the wheelchair guard.

Looking at ~ 台 玄 ~ www.readwn.com ~, exhaling gently, said.

"You have experienced the life of a mortal, can you feel it compared with a practitioner?"

Xuantian Xuantian did not expect Lu Fan to ask like this.

After all, after a long groan, he said, "Mortal people are too fragile compared to spiritual practitioners."

It's true that mortals are too fragile. Life is fragile just like the life of ants. They can easily be killed.

"唔 ... Do you remember the Nine Prison?"

Lu Fandao.

"There are nine ghost towns in the Ninth Prison, and the dead people will fly there ... It is a disorderly mud, and the dead soul stays there, it is difficult to escape."

"Don't you always complain that there is no great fairyland?"

Lu Lu chuckled, "The third choice is the biggest fairy ..."

"You enter the nine prisons, punish good and evil, open up reincarnation, and control the order of the earth, as long as you manage it ..."

Lu Lufan said this, pointing his finger on the wheelchair, looking at Yan Taixuan, his eyes were shining.

After a while, the voice actually became a little bit hesitant, saying:

"Born as emperor of the dynasty and died as Emperor of the Nine Prisons."

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