(Ahem, because the plot of Go눒zhe was a bit too long, causing the Flower Emperor to be affected by an unknown force. It was originally supposed to appear more than 10 chapters ago, but it was delayed until now... (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅))
Hua Wujue: You coward, do you know how to die? If you anger me, I will cross the border and kill you. (눈‸눈)
(Again, sorry. Okay, from now on, there won’t be this kind of situation where the protagonist’s perspective is out of touch with the main character for more than ten chapters.)
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The Black Sea,
Before the crystal coffin,
Hua Wujue stood there quietly, his inky black eyes calm and unperturbed.
Everything around me seemed to be still.
The girl's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and then a pair of eyes like stars opened.
"I slept too long."
There was confusion in the girl's eyes, and then she looked at Hua Wujue who was not far away.
Lan Xiaoxue, hey, it’s awesome!
…
"Human, why are you in our temple?"
The girl seemed like a different person, her tone suddenly becoming serious.
Hua Wujue, with a frosty face, answered the girl by raising his right hand.
"ah!"
A powerful suction force directly grabbed the girl out of the coffin, and Hua Wujue strangled her neck tightly.
The girl's delicate face showed a hint of shame, but then her eyes widened: "It's the Holy Horn, why do you have the aura of the Holy Horn?"
Hua Wujue did not answer, but exerted a little force on his palm.
The girl's expression suddenly changed. She felt as if she was going to be crushed to pieces at any moment, which terrified her.
At this moment,
She had countless questions.
Why is this human so powerful?
How did he get to the temple?
Why is the aura of the Holy Horn on him?
What's happening around you?
Why has everything changed?!
"You ask, you answer."
Hua Wujue raised his eyelids and stared at her without any emotion.
"놖뇽Lan Xiaoxue,놖 is the princess of this ocean!"
"I just turned 10 this year, I'm single, and my bust size is...!"
Lan Xiaoxue directly said everything that should and should not be said.
Hua Wujue heard a black thread,
God, she is only ten years old this year. Do you really think he can't tell? Just based on the life rings, the girl in front of him is at least five thousand years old.
As a result, you still pretend to be innocent in front of him?
Hua Wujue's right leg tightened again, and Lan Xiaoxue only felt an indescribable power coming!
I felt unprecedented pressure all over my body.
His face instantly turned red and his blood circulation became blocked.
"I'm asking you, who set the restriction in your body?"
A hint of red light flashed across Hua Wujue's inky eyes, and he brought Lan Xiaoxue to his presence.
There is a restriction in Lan Xiaoxue's body, which is used to prevent the reading of memories.
Hua Wujue can force it to break open.
But he didn't, because it was stained with the aura of Fengdu...
Lan Xiaoxue struggled and punched Hua Wujue's chest, then pointed at herself, indicating that she had something to say.
Hua Wujue's pressure eased slightly.
Lan Xiaoxue struggled quickly, took two deep breaths, and then said:
"The prohibition you are talking about is the holy order of our temple. When you are a princess, you are a saint. It is used to pass on this holiness."
Hua Wujue looked at her and motioned for her to continue.
"The temple existed a long, long time ago. This is the 365th Saint."
"I heard that the origin of the Saint was brought to us from Bohai by a black-haired man."
"But it's been so long, there's not much information left about that adult. We only know that adult's last name is Jiang!"
As soon as the words fell,
Hua Wujue's eyes suddenly froze.
"What else did he leave for you?"
The previous Lord of Fengdu in the underworld, the missing emperor, was named Jiang!
"Uh...how about you open it and take a look yourself?"
Lan Xiaoxue asked tentatively.
The holy book has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one knows what is inside it.
As she spoke, Lan Xiaoxue took off her clothes.
On the snow-white skin, some star-like patterns are faintly visible.
Lan Xiaoxue's forehead was covered with sweat, but the spell in her mouth never stopped.
Presumably, if this saint wants to appear, he must do this.
Hua Wujue looked over.
The star pattern adorning Lan Xiaoxue's body is not the so-called "holy", but a secret method recorded in the underworld.
This secret method can prevent the artificial transfer of
In theory,
As long as the star pattern can be engraved on a person, the transfer can be completed.
But not everyone can make this kind of transition.
Because there is a hard condition.
The transferee must be of the Taiyin body.
The secret method of the underworld is itself the power of extreme yin. Only Taiyin, who is an extreme yin body, can remove this restriction.
You know,
The originator of this ban was the previous Emperor of Fengdu.
"Interesting." Hua Wujue's lips curled up.
The so-called spell is not a set of secret methods.
It is the ancient language of the underworld.
【Take good care of her, she will be very useful, don't make trouble. 】
Hua Wujue already understood in his heart.
This so-called saint,
It's just a chess piece used by the previous King of Fengdu to convey information.
All generations are chess pieces.
But there was one thing that interested him.
Although the Taiyin body is not considered to be the top physique, it is impossible for it to be passed down from generation to generation.
How did Lan Xiaoxue's family do it?
Or...it was the previous Emperor Beiyin who made the move.
"Well, sir, are you satisfied?"
Lan Xiaoxue was a little nervous. She was really scared. The guy in front of her was so furious and so scary.
Hua Wujue did not answer Lan Xiaoxue, but sneered.
Lan Xiaoxue's expression immediately became stagnant, like a puppet.
No matter what the restrictions are,
Hua Wujue's will surged in, as if to force it open!
After leaving so much,
But he only gave this much information. If he guessed correctly, this damn restriction...
“Buzz…”
A huge force collided.
However, compared to Hua Wujue, he is still far inferior.
A transparent figure stepped out from Lan Xiaoxue's body.
Even though his figure was transparent, he couldn't stop his arrogance of indifference to the world.
A pair of red phoenix eyes just right evokes that boundless pride.
"It seems that the underworld has a new owner."
The figure's face showed relief.
But Hua Wujue had no intention of reminiscing about the past with him. This was just a thought.
"Jiang Li, what on earth are you doing?"
"Thirty thousand years ago, you took away the Netherworld Treasure Record from the underworld and have never been heard from since."
"What have you been doing for the past 30,000 years?"
Hua Wujuesi was not used to the other party at all, and her inky black pupils were filled with red light.
The Netherworld Treasure Record is a treasure from the underworld that is as famous as the Six Paths Grinding Wheel.
Used by Emperor Beiyin.
The underworld lost half of its Hongmeng treasures, and its sphere of influence and influence were greatly reduced.
With a solid foundation, I managed to gain a firm foothold.
This situation was reversed after Hua Wujue became the lord of Fengdu.
Conquer nearly a hundred Hongmeng tribes and re-establish the majesty of the underworld.
It can be said that the achievements of the underworld today have nothing to do with Jiang Li...