The road to heaven is too difficult. Even Jiang Xiaofan now feels that it is almost impossible. Therefore, he gradually suspects that the prophecy spread in ancient times is just a prophecy. Even peerless figures like the mysterious man and Sun Qiju have not been able to achieve heaven. How difficult would it be to achieve true heaven
"What do you care about that thing? If you have wine now, you will get drunk now. That's enough."
Qin Luo said.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced at this guy with disdain and said, "You're just this damn thief. Didn't you just say that you would become stronger in the shortest possible time and rush into the Imperial Realm before the final battle? Now Are you cowardly now?"
"The fog ahead is too thick and I can't see clearly."
Qin Luo muttered.
Jiang Xiaofan had black lines on his forehead, and he was talking about something connotative.
"Brother Qin, be strong."
Chen Yifeng smiled.
Cang Muheng had no expression on his face, and then extended his thumb to Qin Luo as a sign of encouragement.
"puff!"
Seeing Cang Mu's action, Jiang Xiaofan directly spat out the wine in his mouth.
The sun rose to a higher place, and soon it was the next night. They had not seen each other for more than ten years. Naturally, a group of old friends had a lot to say, and they did not temporarily separate until three days later.
"Wood, sword formation!"
Qin Luo greeted.
Cang Muheng nodded, and really started to arrange it around the Heavenly Court. It was a huge mysterious sword array, which surprised the old liar and others in the small world above the Heavenly Court.
"This sword formation is not simple."
The Moon-pupil ancestor squinted his eyes.
Old Man Tianxu nodded and said: "It's normal. That young man is the reincarnation of the unparalleled sword master from ancient times."
Heavenly Court is far wider than Ziyang Sect, so Cang Muheng spent a lot of time and materials when setting up the mysterious sword formation, and it was not completed until noon on the sixth day. The moment the sword formation was completed, a ball of light suddenly lit up outside the heaven, and then the light circle quickly dimmed again.
"It's done."
Qin Luo laughed.
…
On the seventh day, Jiang Xiaofan came to the small world opened by the old liar and others. A few strong elders were still sipping tea. They looked so leisurely. They just needed to find a group of dancers to sing a song to cheer them up.
"Hey, as an emperor, is it really okay for you to be so comfortable?"
Jiang Xiaofan was helpless.
Although the emperor's strong men cannot take action at this time, it's okay to stay in seclusion. What's the point of drinking tea all day long
"Is it bothering you?"
The old liar gave him a sidelong look.
Binglong raised his head and said disdainfully: "This kid has strict masochistic tendencies, please leave him alone."
The old man and the dragon were the most laid-back, but looking at them, a pair of human eyes and a pair of dragon eyes were narrowed together abnormally, obviously they were discussing some inappropriate topic that was not suitable for children.
"Young man, sit down."
The ancestor of Yuetong said.
This old man always carries a teapot and pours tea when Jiang Xiaofan comes in.
Cangya remained silent and nodded to Jiang Xiaofan.
"Boy, don't think that the emperors are really just doing nothing if they don't take action during this period. Even if you look at us like this, we have actually been preparing something."
Old Man Tianxu said.
Jiang Xiaofan was surprised: "Prepare something?"
"We'll know then."
Old Man Tianxu said.
Jiang Xiaofan: “…”
Suddenly, a faint wave came from the Heavenly Palace in the center of the Heavenly Court, making Jiang Xiaofan slightly startled.
"This is?!"
He looked outside, a glint flashing in his eyes.
Ancestor Yuetong and others all looked up, but did not show surprise.
The old liar suddenly spoke and said: "Don't look at it, that's the master you moved back to. It was restored to life nine years ago, but it has never been on the road back."
"Recovered nine years ago? Still not on the road to return? Why don't you help?"
Jiang Xiaofan stared.
The person in the Heavenly Palace was the ancestor of the Golden Crow tribe and the owner of the ancient Fusang tree. He was a benevolent emperor with all the souls in mind. Such an emperor was in trouble and found it difficult to return, so the old liar and others did not help.
"Those who serve as emperors have the dignity of an emperor. What do you know?"
The old liar despises.
Jiang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood.
As the ancient emperor, the ancestor of the Golden Crow can already embark on the road of return now that he has regained his vitality. And since the other party has never embarked on the road of return, there must be his own reasons. If the old liar and others go to help, it may be out of good intentions. But it's not necessarily a good thing.
He thought for a moment and stood up.
"Boy..."
The old liar opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"never mind."
he muttered.
After leaving the mysterious little world above Heaven, Jiang Xiaofan came to a nine-story tower in the center of Heaven. This is the forbidden area of Heaven and the place where the secrets of Heaven are buried. He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment outside, and finally opened the door and walked in.
"Tah!"
"Tah!"
"Tah!"
Along the winding staircase, footsteps echoed from both sides, and soon he reached the ninth floor of the Heavenly Palace.
The ninth-level heavenly palace is covered with densely packed mysterious runes, shining with a faint light. These lights have become brighter due to Jiang Xiaofan's arrival, because the patterns here were originally laid out by Jiang Xiaofan.
He stretched out his hands and pushed open the sealed stone door.
"Squeak."
With a soft sound, the stone door was pushed open, and a rich divine light was intertwined in it.
In the stone chamber, a sacred tree was suspended in the air, its branches dancing and emitting a faint sacred light. Jiang Xiaofan followed his gaze and saw an old figure on the other side of the sacred tree with his back to it. He seemed a little distracted.
Jiang Xiaofan paused for a few breaths, raised his legs and walked in.
He didn't speak or do anything. He came to a place three feet away from the old figure and stopped. In front of him, the old figure didn't seem to feel Jiang Xiaofan's arrival. He still seemed very silent and didn't even move.
Looking at this figure, Jiang Xiaofan didn't speak, and it seemed very peaceful here.
Soon, half an hour passed...
"am I wrong."
A voice came from the old figure.
Jiang Xiaofan could feel that the figure in front of him was just a ray of soul, because he could see the corpse of the Golden Crow Ancestor still sitting cross-legged on the altar in front of him, motionless.
The spirit returned, but it refused to return to the body.
He did not speak, and withdrew his gaze, falling on the old figure again.
"Ancient times ago, my hands were stained with the blood of my tribe, and the avenue of my tribe was destroyed. After eons, the tribe has declined, and there are only a dozen tribesmen left, wandering in the starry sky. Is this... am I wrong..."
The old figure made a voice again.
It seemed a little lonely, as if it wanted to prove something.
"Crash!"
The ancient hibiscus trees swayed, whined softly, and cast out a little starlight.
Jiang Xiaofan knew what the old figure was saying. In ancient times, Jiuchongtian approached the Golden Crow ancestor and wanted to cooperate with him to integrate the worlds. The Golden Crow ancestor refused, but another emperor in the clan agreed. In the end, there was a disagreement, and another person secretly attacked the ancestor of the Golden Crow, and ended up falling.
After that battle, the ancestor of the Golden Crow also almost completely disappeared. For this reason, the Golden Crow clan declined and became a vassal of the Celestial Clan. After eons, the Golden Crow clan committed evil and mischief and was almost completely wiped out more than ten years ago, leaving only a few remaining survivors. The young man's blood is still alive in the world, and now, the ancestor of the Golden Crow has taken all the blame on himself.
Jiang Xiaofan finally knew that this was the reason why the ancestor of the Golden Crow did not want to return.
The emperor was blaming himself.
"Senior has never been wrong."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
Then, he continued: "In total, the Golden Crow clan will be destroyed in my hands."
His expression was calm.
After the words fell, peace returned to the palace.
"you're not wrong."
After a while, the old figure spoke.
The ancient Fusang tree recorded the battle at that time. Through the ancient Fusang tree, the spirit of the ancestor of the Golden Crow naturally knew everything after the reunion. Not only did he know that the Golden Crow clan was almost destroyed, but he also knew that the person who did it was the person standing behind him at this moment.
Jiang Xiaofan looked at the ancestor of the Golden Crow and said: "The juniors are not wrong, and the seniors are even less likely to be wrong. Why do you blame yourself?"
"If I hadn't refused at the beginning, maybe I could have restrained the clan members."
The old figure said.
His voice was a little hoarse and looked very desolate.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "If seniors agree to the invitation of the Celestial Clan, the Golden Crow Clan may become more powerful and prosperous, but there will be far more dead creatures in this starry sky than the Golden Crow Clan. Because of you, the Celestial Clan will If they had an extra sharp weapon, the Golden Crow people would kill more people."
Although he was facing the Golden Crow Ancestor, he didn't take it into consideration when he said these words.
After ancient times, the Golden Crow clan dared to slaughter all living creatures in the stars with just a Sun Soldier Soul sitting in command, which was extremely cruel. A Sun Soldier Soul dares to do this, so what if there are two real emperors? How arrogant and cruel can he be? How many more lives should have died in their hands
Ahead, the old figure shook his head.
"No, if I were here, my clansmen would not do such things."
it said, shaking its head.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaofan was stunned.
Has the Golden Crow Ancestor reached a dead end? He was suddenly a little surprised. This was obviously a very simple question, but now, he found that it was this question that made the ancestor of the Golden Crow blame himself, and his soul was unwilling to step into the physical body. It felt that if it had agreed to the invitation of the Celestial Clan back then, and that it and the other person would not die, it would have been able to restrain the behavior of the people, stop them from causing trouble, and stop them from killing people at will.
However, this is an untenable assumption in the first place.
"Since you agree to the Celestial Clan's invitation, doesn't it mean that you agree to the Celestial Clan's proposal? If that's the case, then how can there be any restrictions?"
Jiang Xiaofan said.
Ahead, the soul of the Golden Crow Ancestor trembled slightly.
It repeated Jiang Xiaofan's words, its voice gradually became clearer, and its soul gradually solidified. Next to it, the ancient fuso tree swayed, and a faint sound like a cheer could be heard.
"Buzz!"
Almost at the same time, on the altar, the corpse of the Golden Crow Ancestor gradually emitted light...