Wu Rong took a step forward, bowed and said, "That's it."

Everyone was shocked.

The civil and military officials, who were as immovable as clay sculptures, all looked at him one after another.

I had long heard that there was a Holy Realm monk riding the Taoist Dragon Chariot, which caused a lot of noise.

Now Fang could see Wu Rong's appearance clearly.

As expected, he is well-groomed, tall and handsome, showing his true qualities as a hero.

Not to mention those heavenly officials sitting in the high pavilion, half leaning on and half leaning on each other, even the four Taoist monarchs not far from Wu Rong couldn't help but look at him sideways.

To be able to be called out by King Dongyue, this person must have some great background. I don't think that the genius of the Celestial Race was treated like this back then.

The mysterious sky is high.

King Dongyue, who was overlooking all living beings, withdrew his gaze behind the thirty-six bead curtains.

Sweeping towards the head of Daojun.

Taojun cupped his hands and said: "Dragon tribe, Dragon tribe Heiyan, has met your Majesty."

After the Dragon Man Dao Lord spoke, it was the turn of the Dao Lord monk on his right, whose head was as sharp as a sharp sword. He cupped his hands and saluted, saying: "Jiluo Abe, Jiluo Haichuan, I have met your Majesty."

"Netherworld tribe, Jiyan, has met Your Majesty."

"Mo Wanli, from the Horned Demon Tribe, has met His Majesty."

The four Taoist kings paid homage to each other one by one. They were very polite and looked much better than Wu Rong's "I'm here".

It would be a lie to say that he didn't care. Although Wu Rong was recognized by the sect, he had never been influenced by his background, so he was always unsatisfactory in these details.

Wu Rong had no expression on his face, observing quietly, listening more and watching more, speaking less and doing less, looking completely cautious.

"Give me a seat!"

Daojun, who was seated, looked at the table.

Each of the rare delicacies is different, the liver marrow of a wild dragon complements it, the longevity soup of turtles and snakes..., the jade liquid and fine wine are placed in the Qiankun pot, and the concubines are accompanying them.

The Heavenly Official sings the ceremony.

Singing and dancing bring peace.

The Taoist Lord who entered the temple came to see and take his seat early, while the many holy places on the long street outside the temple were slower.

Except for the reason that he didn't step into the Taiyue Palace when the edict was granted, it was only after the monks on the long street of the palace gate were completely settled that the highlight of the royal city finally came.

Imperial seal.

Xian'e slowly exited the stage.

The bell rings.

After the ninth level, the Heavenly Official opened a large system and sang loudly: "Qi Li..."

…

But when the ceremony was being held over there, the demon god who was sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple meditating suddenly opened his eyes.

A bit of evil energy flew out of the air.

The true spirit of divine consciousness condensed into a shadow, and at the moment when he stepped out of the soul flag, he was in a vast heavenly palace.

The heavenly palace is built from sacred trees.

The demon did not stay, but soared towards the blue sky on the top of the mountain.

The person standing on the giant top is an old man, no, he should be considered middle-aged.

His long beard and long hair are all black.

Wearing a wide robe, he looked as if he were an immortal. He was holding an ancient scripture and drawing with a jade pen. He seemed to be writing something. He sensed the noise behind him, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Here we come."

The main soul looked at the man, and for a moment he was not sure whether the person standing in front of him was the ancient emperor or an illusion.

But what's the difference?

He bowed and said: "The master soul of the soul banner, Mr. Tushan, has met my senior."

"Haha, haha."

Immortal Piao Ran laughed loudly and said sideways, "Tu Shanjun, what a great name. If you hadn't been clueless, I would have thought it was the Tu Shan clan's plan."

While speaking, he calculated: "Unfortunately, the Tushan family only has two or three big cats and kittens left now, which is not enough."

"Hey, you people probably rarely give your children multiple names. It's hard to pronounce and write, and it can easily lead to misunderstanding."

Tu Shanjun was shocked.

The eyes of Yin and Yang, as deep as the endless starry sky, trembled slightly.

a long time.

Steadying his mind, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, do you want to eradicate me, the demon from outside the territory?"

"Whatever is inside or outside the territory, the vastness of the universe is all within the Zhoutian."

Immortal Piaoran said with a smile.

Then he made a gesture of invitation: "Sit."

After sitting down, Tu Shanjun saw the other person's appearance.

Her face is like warm jade, and her eyes are like a phoenix and a dragon.

There is no life or death, no distinction between yin and yang, and no breath of reincarnation.

This actually made Tu Shanjun quite curious.

He always thought that the ancient emperor must have mastered the path of reincarnation, otherwise how could he run the Six Paths.

If the other party wants to hide it, Tushanjun should be able to tell it, but there should be no need for it.

If you don't have these avenues at all, but you can force reincarnation, then the opponent's Taoism...

Tushanjun is rarely frightened.

Not when facing the Yuan Shengming Demon, nor when meeting Taoist Feng.

In his opinion, the Sanxian Ancient Emperor was just a further senior. Until he came here, he suddenly realized that the Ancient Emperor was unfathomable, and perhaps there were also strengths and weaknesses among the Ancient Emperors.

"I am considered the first king of Dongyue City."

"I don't like others calling me the King of Dongyue, nor do I like Wuliangzun, Sanxian..."

"You can call me Qingdi."

Qing Emperor restored the chessboard in front of him to its original state. It turned out to be a chessboard of all beasts.

Qingdi picked up a tiger-shaped chess piece.

He put it down and said: "In the age of mythology, all kinds of frosts competed for freedom. The sky and the earth were vast. They were all eaten by the weak and the strong. There was no order and no order. The strong was the king. There was no division among all the spirits in the world. Whether they practiced or not, they were all the same.

free."

"The devil opens the sky, dragon and phoenix fight."

"The birds and beasts are fighting endlessly."

"There are no winners and no losers."

The Wanshou chess was swept away, and Xiangqi was ushered in. The coach was in charge, and the soldiers and horses were fighting.

"Finally, there was a person who ended the troubled times in this area and established the Divine Court, which is known as the ancient times."

"There are strict rules and regulations, but they will eventually decay one day."

"The throne of the emperor hangs empty. From then on, the war against the sky begins, and another round of chaos comes, until Taoism, Xitian, and Xuanmen stabilize the world."

Until chess also gradually declined, Go, a game of black and white pairs, completely broke out and became the mainstream.

The chessboard in front of me has finally been settled.

What lies before Tushanjun is an overall situation that has been laid out for a long time.

Qing Di looked at Tu Shanjun: "My friend, you are qualified to play. Which game do you want to play?"

Tu Shanjun picked up a sunspot.

With his Daojun's brain power to calculate, he couldn't even exhaust the chessboard in front of him.

It's as if the chessboard in front of you is expanding infinitely and changing every step. The position that seems to be a good hand now becomes a dead hand in the next breath, and the dead hand just now becomes a living hand.

Tu Shanjun frowned.

With his king-level computing power, he has always been able to overwhelm others when playing chess. When had he ever seen a chessboard like this?

It's like I can't take any step.

Every step is a trough, but every step is an upswing.

You can't just look at one step.
To be continued...