"Oh my god! What did I hear?! Human Emperor's Palace!"
"Wang Bugui is the descendant of the human emperor! We dared to laugh at him as a waste before. It's over, we won't be killed!"
"The Emperor, who has been dormant for more than two thousand years, finally has another descendant!"
The moods of the monks outside the venue varied, and the various comments instantly made the entire conference boil.
"Surprisingly, it's really the Human Race Emperor's Palace!" The leader of the Crazy Knife said in confusion as he sat on the chair.
"After an eternity, the Emperor's palace has reappeared, ruling over the world and governing all spirits!" It took Gu Xiaoyao a long time to squeeze out these words, and he even dropped his fan.
"Why? Why! Hahaha, our sect finally found a genius in physical cultivation, and unexpectedly met the successor of God Que. Is this God's will?!" Leader Lingwu said in a mad voice. He has always wanted to carry forward this sect's physical cultivation. But he didn't expect that the descendant of Emperor Que would come out in this generation, and the genius of this generation would be destined to be severely suppressed by Wang Bugui.
"It's really the human emperor Que Yun Jinghong!" Leng Shuangrong gritted her teeth and said, she seemed a little happy at first. But for some reason, the mention of this name made her angry.
"Sister Shuangrong, don't be angry. If you want to take it out on him, I will accompany you." Hua Mengchen said with a smile.
"I think you already know Wang Bugui's identity!" Leng Shuangrong said angrily. Hua Mengchen could only smile and did not dare to look at her again.
"But I remember that Emperor Que has always had only one successor. The disciple the guy brought last time was not this person. Why is that?" Leng Shuangrong asked.
"Alas, the person you and I saw last time was the father of this child. Ten years ago, there was turmoil in the West, and the great demon was born. He had already shed the last drop of blood for the human race. The one my sister counted last time died. The mighty is He.”
Hua Mengchen had a sad face, shook his head and sighed, feeling sorry for that successor and respecting him. Then he told everything Qin Xiao told him. After hearing this, all the leaders and elders lowered their heads. This is a true hero, but heroes are short-lived.
"Wang Xuanming is worthy of being the successor of the Emperor of the human race, and has fulfilled his mission of protecting the human race." The head of Shushan sighed.
"Since ancient times, there have been many turmoils, and they have all been quelled by the descendants of Emperor Que. Each of them is willing to shed the last drop of blood for the human race, and live up to the human race's respect for them as the emperor of the world." Hua Mengchen said regretfully.
"Even if you face a demon as powerful as a true immortal, you are still not afraid. The world is fixed in the eight extremes, and all the mountains and rivers in the world are destroyed. You know that there is no chance of winning, but you are still willing to fight with your life, just to be worthy of the human race. Respectable, sad, and lamentable !" Gu Xiaoyao looked up to the sky and sighed.
"If it weren't for him, maybe those big monsters would have come to our Chinese realm, right?" said the leader of Zhenyang.
"If you really dare to come here, I will fight them to the death! The worst ending is just death! Live as a Chinese, die as a Chinese soul," Leng Shuangrong snorted coldly, his tone extremely firm.
Her words aroused the passion of everyone here, and some even hated that they could not turn back time and could not fight side by side with that hero.
At this time, the two people on the battlefield had ceased fighting.
"I lost this game. Without Qianying's spiritual power, I would have struggled to stand up. Besides, this is considered cheating." Wang Bugui threw his hands and admitted defeat, feeling that even if he won, it would be disgraceful, because in the In his heart, the appearance of the puppet Qianying was like two people fighting one against the other without any force.
"I will not ask for this kind of charity victory. I am defeated. Your last punch is enough to break my body. However, I will fight with you in the future. One day I will clear my name for today's battle, even if you The same goes for the descendants of Emperor Que from the human race." Leng Yueyan said.
"Hahaha, little Taoist nun is interesting! It's my first time to meet someone like you, so I don't want to give you a chance. Well, I'm always waiting for you to challenge me. If you want to fight me, just pass it on. I will definitely not break the promise. But don't You have been thrown away by me, otherwise you will never be my opponent." Wang Bugui grinned and made an agreement with her.
"Elder Tong, I'm sorry, I ruined the place again!" Wang Bugui turned to Tong Yixing and smiled. Everyone didn't know whether to laugh or not. It stands to reason that the successor of the Human Race Emperor should be an unparalleled strong man who is invincible and can swallow up the world.
But what he said sounded like a gangster among ordinary mortals in the outside world, and he didn't want to cause trouble. Tong Yixing was helpless after hearing this. Looking at the battlefield filled with huge fist and foot pits, he sighed: "Only a battle involving the descendants of the Emperor of the Human Race can destroy the battlefield like this."
Then he asked Leng Yueyan: "You really don't want to win?"
Leng Yueyan nodded slowly, and he could only say loudly: "The winner of this monastic conference, the Human Race Emperor Que, will not return!"
"Oh! The boss wins!"
"You don't have to eat the little Taoist nun's futon!"
Yuwu De and others cheered, and all the monks cheered too. Wang Bugui raised his fist in the crowd of cheering people and said: "I also represent the casual cultivators to win. I would like to thank my fellow casual cultivators for their trust in me!"
"The king will not return! The king will not return! The king will not return!"
The casual cultivators were even more joyful after hearing this and called his name in unison. These casual cultivators will always remember that there was such a genius from the Human Race Emperor who was willing to be with them. Even though it was only for eight days, they would never forget it. A person who may become an emperor in the future can rectify their names so that casual cultivators can raise their heads and lead a good life from now on.
After a while, Leng Shuangrong walked out of the palace and said, "If the king doesn't come back, come and get the crown jewel."
"Hey, come right now!" Wang Bugui turned around and smiled, then took a step forward to Leng Shuangrong. She nodded slowly, then waved her hand and summoned a jade box. After opening it, there was a small stone emitting five colors of divine light.
"Ah, this is it!"
"Fragments of the Heaven-Building Spiritual Stone!"
"Such divine creatures really exist in the world!"
The monks outside the venue couldn't believe their eyes. They didn't expect that the final reward of this conference would be this divine artifact.
"This was discovered in the Pure Land of Mount Tai more than ten years ago. It has been sealed here. For some reason, it broke out of the main peak. After discussing with the leaders, I decided to use the Sky-Mending Spiritual Stone fragment as the first prize. You Just accept it." Leng Shuangrong explained the reason.
"Thank you Master Leng!" Wang Bugui quickly put away the jade box, thanked Leng Shuangrong, and turned to leave. He really didn't expect that the fragment of the Sky-Building Spiritual Stone that he wanted to pursue the most would be the final reward of this conference. It's really hard to find a way out of the iron blood, and we are one step closer to curing Qitian!
"Congratulations to Brother Bugui for getting this magical object!" Chu He greeted him with a smile.
"Boss, those fragments of the Sky-Mending Stone! You've made a profit. This is the best treasure in the old dragon's body. Now you have one too!" Yu Wude rubbed his hands and grinned.
"You have to get drunk tonight to rest!" Zhao Changge said with a smile.
"That's right, I'll go out to buy wine later!" Lu Haoyi laughed.
"Everyone will stay at Lingfeng tonight. I have something to announce tomorrow!"
At this time, Leng Shuangrong's voice came again. Everyone bowed their hands to show their understanding. Then each faction returned to Lingfeng where each faction was located, and Lu Hao took Yu Wude and Zhao Changge and flew out to buy wine.
At night, Wang Bugui and others gathered on Lingfeng, drinking and having fun with all the casual cultivators.
"Brother Wang, I wish you the best in this conference!" One person stood up and said, and then drank all the wine in his hand.
"Haha, I'll give you a drink!" Wang Bugui also picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Thanks to Brother Wang this time! As a descendant of the Emperor, he is willing to work with us and other casual cultivators. He even taught us when we were in a downturn. I'm really ashamed!"
"Yes, I was disappointed when I lost the first round. Fortunately, Brother Wang's words made me realize that I have gained a lot from watching geniuses from all walks of life fight in the past few days!"
"The most important thing is that we are ignorant of Mount Tai, and we had no confidence in Brother Wang. We never thought that you were the descendant of the famous Emperor of the Human Race."
These monks all raised their glasses to thank Wang Bugui. He was also very pleased that he had finally gained something from the conference. His words were not in vain, and that was the best result.
"Actually, Brother Bugui doesn't care about this. He is both a descendant of Yan and Huang, and he also hopes that the inheritance of Yanhuang monks will not be extinguished. Maybe one day we will have to fight side by side with him. If we lose so many casual cultivators because of the failure of the conference, Isn’t it a loss to our monk world?” Chu He said with a smile, then took out the jade flute and played the beautiful flute music to entertain.
"The sound of Chuhe's flute is still so moving, just like holding a wine party with immortals in the immortal world, wonderful!" Wang Bugui said with a smile.
"Haha, then let's drink with the sound of the flute." Zhao Changge said with a smile.
"In that case, how about joining us and having a drink together?"
Just when they were having a good time drinking, they saw someone coming from a distance. It was Feng Tianming, Ning Zhe, Leng Yueyan, Lu Qianchen, Baihua Palace San San Nu and others, and it was Feng Tianming who spoke.
"Hey, we're all here, and this wine isn't enough! Since we're all here, you didn't tell me earlier, so you'd wait for me to buy wine." Yu Wude put down his wine glass and said.
"No need, I have Shushan's old wine here." Feng Tianming waved his hand and released a dozen wine jars. As soon as the mud print was opened, a captivating aroma of wine filled the air.
"Hmm~ It smells so good! You also brought your own wine, so guests like this are naturally welcome." Yuwu Deguang smelled the aroma of the wine and became drunk, squinting his eyes and smiling.
"Then we won't invite ourselves to sit down. I'll toast Wang Bugui with a drink first!" Feng Tianming took out the wine glass, filled it up, paid respect to Wang Bugui, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Even fake monks are here. Doesn't Buddhism strictly prohibit drinking alcohol and eating meat?" Zhao Changge teased.
"I am a secular monk and am not bound by most precepts." Ning Zhe said with a smile, then poured a glass of wine and bowed to the king again.
Wang Bugui returned a drink to him, and then said to Leng Yueyan, "You know how to drink?"
"It's just water. If you don't have worry, you won't get drunk." Leng Yueyan was straightforward, and after saying that, she picked up the wine glass and drank it down.
Everyone cheered after seeing this, and the three goddesses of Baihua Palace would not lose to her. People finally saw another side of these women. But Shushan's wine can be intoxicating even if one's cultivation level is sealed. Within two hours, these beauties' faces turned red, which was really touching!
Then Wang Bugui and others persuaded them not to drink, and asked Chu He to play a flute to wake up the gods, but before they started playing, these beautiful ladies fell down. Chu He smiled helplessly and played a soothing song instead to help them have a good dream, while the others started drinking heavily again.