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Chapter 1397 Emperor Wen

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    While talking, an energetic old man in Confucian robes walked out of a hut under the peach tree. He did not have any powerful aura on his body, but gave people a simple and unpretentious feeling.

    This person is the grandfather of the talented woman with a holy book, Nalan Mo.

    Of course, once this name is spread, it will definitely shock the entire Kunlun world.  Because, Nalan Mo has another identity, that is, Emperor Wen, one of the Nine Emperors of the human race eight hundred years ago.

    Eight hundred years ago, Emperor Wen was already over 3,000 years old. It is not an exaggeration to call him the longest living human being in the Kunlun world.

    Emperor Wen was like an old master in his seventies or eighties, gentle and elegant, with a calm mind. When he saw the talented woman with holy books standing not far away, a soft light showed in his old eyes and said: "For eight hundred years, Kunlun has been  With the rise of martial arts in the world, there are ten human emperors who have cultivated to the realm of great saints, headed by the queen. With their strength, they can replace the former Nine Emperors and become the masters of this land. Grandpa said this  If you continue to take care of trivial matters at your age, wouldn¡¯t you be laughed at and bullied?"

    The gifted lady of the holy book smiled and said: "Grandpa, the ten people you mentioned are all close to a thousand years old, or even more than a thousand years old. Only you will regard them as juniors."

    Emperor Wen's kind smile is no different from that of an ordinary old man: "Tell me! Girl, what are you here for?"

    The talented lady with a holy book looked solemn and said: "Eight hundred years ago, the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire appeared again, broke through the palace of the Lingxiao King, and killed the Lingxiao King and Qingyue Laozu."

    There was no trace of emotion on Emperor Wen's face, and he said with a smile: "What's all the fuss about? It's just a prince, and it's not Emperor Ming who appears. You won't let grandpa deal with a little baby, will you? Grandpa still wants this old face, don't go  , absolutely not going.¡±

    The talented lady with a holy book rolled her eyes and said: "Of course I don't want you to deal with him, but there is one thing that is quite strange. When they attacked the Lingxiaotian Palace, there was a very scary person who blocked the  The secret of heaven has been hidden from the altar of heaven and earth. According to the speculation of the uncle, this person's mental strength is even higher than that of the master of the Immortal Temple."

    "You won't doubt your grandfather, right?" Emperor Wen saw through the mind of the talented woman with a holy book.

    The talented woman with the holy book squinted her eyes and said: "In the Kunlun world, besides you, who else's spiritual power can be stronger than the master of the Immortal Temple?"

    Emperor Wen's expression straightened up and he said: "Danqing, there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Even your grandfather has not fully understood the Kunlun world. How much do you know? Grandpa can tell you clearly that it was not grandpa who took action."

    "how so."

    The two dark eyebrows of the talented lady of holy magic frowned slightly, and she fell into deep thought.

    At this moment, the branches of the peach tree swayed gently, and brilliant beams of holy light fell down, making the world become a bit dreamy.

    The talented lady with the holy book quickly bowed to the flat peach tree and said, "Greetings to Grandpa Pantao."

    A hoarse voice sounded from the extremely thick trunk of the peach tree, saying: "It's that seven-color begonia. I can already feel her breath."

    "Seven-color Begonia?"

    The talented woman with the holy book showed an even more confused look.

    Emperor Wen obviously knew much more than the talented woman with holy books. A strange look flashed in his eyes and he said: "It is said that Granny Haitang has always stayed in the sword pavilion. How could she come out of the sword pavilion?"

    The voice in the peach tree sounded again, saying: "In the extremely distant past, I'm afraid it can be traced back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, she owed a favor to an ancestor of the Shengming Zhang family. From then on, she became the descendant of the Shengming Zhang family.  The guardian is known as the Haitang Spirit Ancestor. And I was born in the same era as her, but I protect the Chi family."

    "According to legend, the Zhenguo Spirit Clan of the Shengming Central Empire actually exists."

    The talented woman with the holy book felt that a door to a new world was opening to her. Before, she thought she knew all the secrets of the world. Now it seems that she was just sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

    "Huh!"

    At this moment, Emperor Wen noticed something, raised his head, and stared into the air.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª"

    A seven-color brilliance bloomed, and suddenly, a faint floral fragrance spread throughout the space.

    A white-haired old woman in red clothes walked out of the colorful brilliance. She was very old, hunched over, and the skin on her body was wrinkled, giving people a feeling of dying.

    Emperor Wen smiled: "As expected of the Haitang Spirit Ancestor, he was able to see through my mental power and break in directly."

    &nbspAfter the list, he said: "Send the top-notch holy weapons to the Dragon Protection Pavilion. All the remaining cultivation resources will be distributed according to the amount of combat merit."

    Almost all the soldiers of the Dragon Guard Pavilion were beaten into scrap metal by the Qingtian Pagoda.  Now, it is natural to give them all the top holy weapons.

    After Qin Yutong retreated, Han Qiu's figure walked out of the darkness, stretched out a pair of delicate jade hands, gently squeezed Zhang Ruochen's shoulders, and said with a smile: "No matter which force you are in, cultivation resources are all used."  The best way to win over people's hearts.

    You actually leave such an important thing to her, why not let me do it, I will definitely do it better than her.  "

    "Aren't you going to the Fire Realm to release the Shenchu ??Ghost King?"

    Zhang Ruochen looked outside the tent, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "The person I'm waiting for has arrived!"

    At this moment, Yan Kaixuan walked in quickly from outside, looking a little nervous, and said: "Your Highness, there is a monk outside who wants to see you. He claims to be the ancestor of Death Zen. I'm afraid the person who comes here is not good."

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