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Chapter 559 Meeting the Emperor

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    However, he has already tried the road of refining the soul to become a spirit. Even with the help of the two incarnations of Long Yue and Bo Xun, plus dozens of magical medicines, and even his three divine eyes, the nine-turn Taiji Yuan  Dan, and the shining of the scale mirror, he failed, and Zhong Yue couldn't help doubting whether his path was feasible.

    If it is really impossible to refine the soul into a spirit, is it true that he will be trapped in the Fatian Realm all his life and will never be able to enter the True Spirit Realm?

    If this is a dead end, can he really give up the correct path and go to the dead end with all his heart?

    There is obviously a broad road walked by seniors, why bother to torture yourself and take the crooked cliff path?

    Zhong Yue's mood was shaken, and his mind was muddled. Two mentalities confronted each other in his mind. One insisted on refining his soul to become a spirit, while the other persuaded him to change his course and realize the spirit of Fuxi.

    Suddenly, the essence of Zhong Yue's body overflowed like wolf smoke, and the essence of Long Yue and Bo Xun also overflowed, and it was all gray.

    "What's going on here?"

    Hu Sanweng and the magic medicine were shocked, and the old man Banlan said tremblingly: "It's Sangong! His mood is unstable and he doubts himself, so that his cultivation base is scattered, I'm afraid he will lose some cultivation base!"

    "Will it die?" Solanum nigrum asked nervously.

    The old man Banlan said confidently: "It shouldn't be. We have so many magic medicines here, even if he dies, he can be revived! His cultivation is based on his unshakable confidence in the past.  Now that the confidence is gone, the state of mind is unstable, and the cultivation base will be unstable."

    A ten-thousand-foot-high building rises on the ground, and the state of mind is like a cornerstone. The cultivation base means that the ten-thousand-meter-high building is built on the foundation stone.

    When Zhong Yue doubted himself in refining his soul to become a spirit, his skills would dissipate a lot.  It's just that he is still hesitating and struggling, not noticing that he is standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment!

    The foundation stone is not stable, if the tall building collapses, it is very likely that it will be razed to the ground!

    "Boy Yue, it's very simple to solve this problem. I'll take you to the Emperor's Mausoleum."

    The sound of the firewood suddenly came, waking Zhong Yue up, and Zhong Yue was taken aback: "Go to the Emperor's Tomb? What Emperor's Tomb? Hey, how come half of my cultivation has disappeared?"

    It was only then that he noticed that he was in the middle of Sangong, and he couldn't help being horrified, and quickly restrained his mind, so as not to let his mind continue to drop due to distraction.

    "Naturally, go to Fuxi's mausoleum."

    Xinhuo laughed and said, "I'll take you to meet Haoyi, the fifth emperor of Fuxi! You don't have the spirit of Fuxi. If you are destined, maybe he can give you the spirit of Fuxi to make you break through!"

    Zhong Yue hesitated, nodded silently, then suddenly came to his senses, and said, "Can we really go to the tomb of the fifth emperor?"

    Little Huomiao proudly said: "Hahaha, that's natural! You don't even look at who I am? You see, I am small, but I have a big face! I want to enter Haoyi's imperial mausoleum, who dares to stop me? The guard  That little guy from Diling must have flattered me, welcome to Mr. Xinhuo!"

    Zhong Yue didn't believe it. Judging from Shaohao Zhong's attitude towards Xinhuo, it seemed that the emperor's mausoleums of all dynasties didn't welcome Xinhuo. Could Xinhuo really bring him into Haoyi's imperial tomb?

    "Boy Yue, I need to use your physical body to sense Hao Yiqin who is guarding the imperial mausoleum!"

    Xinhuo didn't feel disgusted by the tombs of the emperors of all dynasties at all, and said carelessly: "I know that little girl very well, don't worry, she will let you and me in!"

    Zhong Yue opened his mind and thought nothing of it, the torch immediately entered his body.

    Zhong Yue's aura has changed drastically. In the past, he was as gentle as jade, like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, but now it is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, unrestrained, and arrogant.

    Xinhuo wished to write the words "I'm awesome" on his face. After this little flame entered his body, he immediately began to stimulate his spirit, sense the darkness, and it didn't take long to grab a trace of it from the space where the ancestor star disappeared.  Familiar volatility.

    He drove Zhong Yue's physical body to worship, chanting words, suddenly, only heard the sound of the zither in the void, and the space in front of Zhong Yue suddenly split open!

    Zhong Yue was in the space of She Wenjuyuan's mysterious realm, but there was an incomparable force coming from somewhere, and the sound of the piano penetrated through an unknown amount of space, directly tearing apart the multiple spaces and opening a passage.

    Xin Huo immediately drove Zhong Yue's body into it, and said with a smile, "Sister Qin, I'm here to see you!"

    The sound of the zither was clanging, full of anger, and only heard the immature voice of a little girl: "Fu Xi can come in, the stinky flames go away!"

    &nbspnbsp; Xinhuo said: "Tell him again, and say that I want to borrow his body to take a look, and then borrow his soul to take a look. It would be best for him to separate a wisp from his spirit and give it to Yue Yue."  Boy!"

    "I will inform the emperor of your words."

    The little girl with braided horns nodded and said with a sneer, "But don't even think about stinking flames!"

    Xinhuo felt his face was in disarray and he felt wronged endlessly.

    The sound of the piano sounded, and a melody came out from the temple, conveying the void, and curling away.  After a while, the emperor's mausoleum shook suddenly, and Zhong Yue was startled. He saw boundless golden light coming from the depths of the temple, and the golden light surged like a tide, slowly lifting an emperor's coffin.

    The emperor's coffin seemed not far away from him, but in fact it was extremely far away, an unknown number of thousands of miles away.

    I saw the emperor's coffin opened, and a statue of Fuxi Tiandi with the head of a man and the body of a snake stood on the coffin. The voice shook and came from afar: "Young man, do you want the spirit of Fuxi, or solve the confusion?"

    The little girl with braided horns stared wide-eyed, showing disbelief, and murmured: "The soul of the Emperor actually descended from the Void Realm? He didn't hesitate to spend his origin to descend for the sake of this half of the Fuxi clan"

    Zhong Yue bowed and said: "Disciple"

    Xinhuo hurriedly said: "I want the spirit of Fuxi! He is the emperor of heaven, and even a strand of his spirit is better than your thousands of years of penance! It's not very useful for you to visualize his physical body!"

    "Disciple"

    Zhong Yue hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple, please ask the Emperor to clear up your doubts!" ??(Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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