With such an identity and status, it is extremely rare to see such a scene in the imperial capital where all the mighty people of the Jiuli Divine Dynasty gather. Hundreds of Divine Kings came to greet him. What kind of merits must one have to be able to receive such a great favor
Feng Qingyang just nodded indifferently. He did not think there was anything wrong with the worship of the God King. He did not even look at the man in white in the void, but looked at the trembling golden armored God King beside him and said quietly: "Can the place where the Dao Ancestor passed down his legacy be opened?"
“It will open in one day, and then everyone with the divine emperor’s decree can go, and I will be the one who will take you there… After the divine emperor’s decree was passed down, I led the army to wait again, and now I can finally say that I have waited for you to come.”
The God King of Gold blurted out the words, but he felt something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking. When he wanted to explain, he happened to see Feng Qingyang's meaningful eyes. His heart trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid the other's gaze.
"Good wait! Take me to the resting place!" Feng Qingyang walked forward with his sleeves swung, not even looking at him. Lv Wenran and others behind him also held their heads high, and walked past everyone calmly like a proud peacock.
Such glory has attracted the envious gazes of countless people. If it were in the past, this would have been something that could hardly be dreamed of.
But at this moment, the crowd surged, and three extremely unique auras rushed from afar, accompanied by bursts of cruel roars. Then a colorful divine light flashed in the void, and three strange figures suddenly emerged from it.
"Hahaha... I knew you were still alive. Let me see if you're missing a piece of flesh..." As this voice appeared, Feng Qingyang stood still as if struck by lightning.
Seeing the colorful divine light gradually approaching and the mixed-feathered bird emerging from it, Feng Qingyang sniffed suddenly, suppressing his emotions that were about to lose control. But even so, he still looked at the other party excitedly.
This is a bird, a bald, mixed-feathered bird with only a few hairs on its body, on its head and its tail. These two hairs are trembling in the air, rustling in the wind, and there is a risk of them falling off at any time.
But Feng Qingyang knew that it would not fall off, and no one would let that bird feather fall off, because it was the life of this mixed-feather bird and it was also the feather it cherished the most.
At this moment, their eyes met in the void. The other party might not have expected Feng Qingyang to look at him like this, so that his originally sharp voice instantly became low, but in those wretched eyes the size of green beans, there was still unstoppable excitement and emotion.
"Woo woo..." At this time, a fiery red figure also fell from the sky, and landed straight between the mixed-haired bird and Feng Qingyang, blocking the two people's "flirting" and sparking glances. This disappointing scene made the mixed-haired bird behind furious, and the bird's only feathers began to tremble rapidly.
A colorful divine light flashed, and a red light suddenly fell from the void, falling to the ground with its limbs spread out, looking at Feng Qingyang in an extremely embarrassed and pitiful manner. This scene was so funny, but in Feng Qingyang's eyes, it was so heartwarming.
"Your grandpa, you are finally here. Xiao Cai, I have been waiting for you here for so long. I finally found this mixed-haired bird, but was bullied by it for a long time. You have to avenge me!" Just as the mixed-haired bird met Feng Qingyang's gaze again, a shrill scream came from the void, a colorful halo flashed, and a handsome figure appeared. He looked at Feng Qingyang innocently, and was also so pitiful.
"Get out of here!" The mixed-feathered bird was furious. Its nose was about to be crooked with anger. This person's appearance was too inappropriate. He chose this time. Isn't this courting death
With the appearance of the three of them, the people around them who had not yet completely recovered from their shock were shocked again. These three people actually appeared at the same time, and it seemed that their relationship with Feng Qingyang was incredible and seemed extraordinary.
"Za Mao! Xiao Huo, Qi Cai!" Feng Qingyang said one by one. As these words came out, Za Mao Bird was suddenly excited and tears filled its eyes. Its little eyes rolled around and it squeezed out a crystal clear tear. The funny look fell into Feng Qingyang's eyes, which immediately made his heart tremble again.
At this time, Xiaohuo also climbed up from the ground, and walked to Feng Qingyang with thumping steps. He lowered his huge head and nudged Feng Qingyang affectionately. This scene almost made the eyes of the people around him pop out.
Aren't these three the famous bullies in the imperial capital? They do all kinds of evil all day long, causing chaos in the entire imperial capital. Moreover, they are extremely cunning. They have been at large for such a long time. On one occasion, they even attracted the intervention of the God Lord here, but they still escaped.
Now seeing them gathered together, the people around felt their scalps tingling, secretly thinking that they were in trouble again. However, to their surprise, after this group of mixed-haired birds appeared, they did not make trouble, but gathered with Feng Qingyang. At this moment, even a fool would understand that their relationship was not that simple.
The mixed-feathered bird stood on Feng Qingyang's shoulder, looking at everyone with a refreshed look, the only feather on its tail kept shaking to show its excitement. The fact that he could laugh at everyone so much was also a sign of his identity.
Only Qicai was relatively silent. Although he was also very excited before, when he saw the unbreakable deep friendship between Feng Qingyang and Zamao Bird, he sighed deeply and prepared to leave.
"Where are you going?" Feng Qingyang asked.
As soon as these words came out, Qicai trembled all over and turned to look at Feng Qingyang with a complicated expression. His cultivation was still at the peak of the Heavenly God, and he could still act arrogantly in the Kingdom of God, but in this Jiuli Imperial Capital where all the powerful people gathered, he was just an insignificant little character, a tiny ant.
At the beginning, Qicai was deprived of his cave world by Feng Qingyang, so that his foundation of Taoism was damaged and he remained at the peak of the god for the rest of his life without making any progress. At that time, he hated him so much that he almost hated him to the core of his soul.
But as time passed, he continued to understand Feng Qingyang from his many deeds, and finally came to the imperial capital and mingled with Zamao Bird. Now when he met Feng Qingyang, no matter how much he hated him, he couldn't hate him, because he was no longer equal to the other party.
"I want to go back to the Suzaku Kingdom, I want to go back to the Seven-Colored Cave!" he said faintly.
Feng Qingyang just smiled calmly upon hearing this, and immediately said, "Why go back? Wouldn't it be better for you to accompany me to conquer the world together?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Of course not!" Having said that, Feng Qingyang immediately took a step forward and came to the side of the Seven-Colored God. He pondered for a while, and his pupils suddenly turned rapidly.