As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light rose from the back mountain. In the light and shadow, a young man saluted and said: "Senior, I am the seventh divine envoy of the Liu Sect. Please follow me down to the back mountain to wait, so as not to disturb the common people."

The old Taoist Huaxue nodded when he heard this, and flew away with him. He was left with a crowd of dumbfounded people, all of whom were talking about it, saying that they had seen living gods. Unfortunately, in this era, there is no basis for what they say, and many people are talking about it.

What really happened has only become a legend passed down by people orally, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

On the mountain behind Shenggong Peak, at the main altar of the Liu Sect, the high priest Bai Jingxing personally greeted him and led everyone from the Liu Sect to the ceremony. When the old Taoist Huaxue saw so many monks, he was shocked in his heart. Isn't this the Liu Sect an incense and fire god sect? Why?

Will there be so many monks cultivating the vitality of heaven and earth?

This is no longer just a small religious sect, but a sect! He is also an old man. He thought of many things in his mind at the same time, but his face did not change. He said kindly: "I am here to find Nanhua."

Your Majesty, I have something important to discuss with you, and I hope you guys can help me pass this on."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Fellow Taoist Huaxue is not in charge of the overall situation in Yu Country, so why do you have the leisure to come to my mountain?"

Bai Jun walked out of the door, elegantly dressed in white, with an air of immortality and divinity.

"Greetings to the emperor! Eternal prosperity!"

Everyone in Liujiao was extremely surprised and bowed respectfully.

Bai Jun waved his hand and said with a smile: "You all go down, I will have a detailed discussion with fellow Taoist Huaxue."

"Yes!" Everyone hurriedly turned and left. Even though it was the first time in their lives for many of them to see the emperor with their own eyes, they resisted the desire to see him again and exited the door.

After seeing everyone leave, Old Taoist Huaxue suddenly became sad and said: "Please help me, the emperor! The lives of more than a thousand people in my Huayu Sect are counting on my fellow Taoist."

Bai Jun laughed and said: "Fellow Taoist Huaxue, what you said is serious. You are an earth-level cultivator and a well-known strong man among dozens of countries in Linnan Continent. How can you not protect the Huayu Sect?

But the Jin Dynasty has defeated the combined power of your four countries?"

"What my fellow Taoist said is true." Old Taoist Huaxue sighed: "A few months ago, the Chariot and Cavalry Kingdoms were defeated. After the Jin army rested, they joined forces to besiege Jiang Kingdom. Even if our Huayu Sect tried our best, we could only resist for half a year.

Time, when the Three Kingdoms are destroyed, the next one will be our Yu Kingdom.

Dozens of small countries around are all afraid of the prestige of the Holy Emperor of the Jin Dynasty. Who dares to send troops to help? By then, my country, Yu, will definitely not be able to escape its misfortune. Therefore, the old Taoist came to pray for help from fellow Taoists. Looking at the entire Linnan continent, excluding the three major foreign countries, there are

Only you, the emperor, can compete with the Holy Emperor!"

Bai Jun shook his head: "Fellow Taoist, you think too highly of me. The incarnations of the Shinto of my land are all professed by the Great Jin Dynasty. How can I, a mere Mystic Grade, compete with such a behemoth as the Great Jin?"

The old Taoist Huaxue sighed, "Although you keep a low profile, Emperor, you have a lovely name and the shadow of a tree. Everyone in the southern continent knows about your prestige now. If the Emperor is willing to help, Pindao is willing to give you three feathered fairy fruits."

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"Feathering Immortal Fruit?" Bai Jun's heart moved slightly. Rumor has it that the Feathering Sect has been passed down for more than ten thousand years. It was once the Shangxuan Sect in Daozhou, but it has long since declined due to the passage of time, but it has still been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

There has never been a major renovation in the sect. It is said that the sect left an Emerald Immortal Tree when he ascended to Xuanzong. It will bloom once every 1,500 years, bear fruit once every 1,500 years, and bear fruit once every 1,500 years.

If cooked, mortals can transform into feathers and ascend to heaven if they eat it!

"Yes, it is our sect's secret treasure, the Immortal Fruit of Immortality. It takes nearly five thousand years to produce five fruits, and an earth-level monk who eats one can increase his cultivation by five hundred years out of thin air. Even if you, Emperor, are a monster,

It is enough to successfully break through the earth-level magic!" Old Taoist Huaxue said solemnly: "If the emperor is willing to take action, I will give you one first so that the emperor can detect the authenticity."
Chapter completed!