Yu Cunjian's body shook suddenly, even his breathing stopped.
His eyes turned white, his body sat down limply, and he muttered frantically: "Dijun... Dijun... Impossible... Impossible... How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Not to mention Zhou Daoyi and Yu Cunjian were so frightened that they almost lost their souls.
Even everyone in Xiaoyaomen was dumbfounded.
"Mo... Teacher Mo? Why is Teacher Mo here?"
"Why does Long Teng's elder call him Tutor Mo Dijun?"
Although I heard Han Ye and the others address "Mo Jue" as the king before.
But everyone in Xiaoyaomen didn't take it seriously.
At this time, they only felt that their hearts were turbulent, and they were about to wonder if they were hallucinating.
For nearly a thousand years, there has been a legend that no one can surpass on the road of comprehension.
At that time, the Comprehension Continent was in a mess, full of wars.
Demonic cultivators, spiritual cultivators, and monsters, the three parties wantonly slaughtered and fought in melee, and the bloody evil spirit permeated the entire world.
It was in such a chaotic world where a young man appeared.
The man has a peerless face that can fascinate all women in the world, but it is as cold as an iceberg and not close to women.
At first, the appearance of the young man was not noticed.
But slowly, the strength of the man became stronger and stronger, and more and more people gathered under his hands.
By the time the spirit cultivators, magic cultivators, and monsters who were addicted to war and blood reacted, most of the comprehension continent was already under the man's control.
Cultivation Continent ushered in the first real major shake-up, a major reshuffle.
The men set down the Continental Standards of Cultivation, the law of the jungle can be preyed on by the strong, and innocent people are not allowed to be killed indiscriminately; camps can be opposed, and mortals cannot be harmed...
Some people were dissatisfied, some committed crimes knowingly, and some were obedient and submissive. Of course, these people ended up miserable.
In just a few years, the cruel and furious Moxiu disappeared and disappeared, and there was silence; even if the spiritual cultivator had all kinds of schemes, he could only surrender willingly; the monsters even hid in the major mountain ranges, and dared not make trouble again.
The man also established four colleges, Longteng, Fengtian, Xingchen, and Lingwu, which planted one flame after another for the prosperity of this continent's practitioners.
The comprehension continent has regained unprecedented peace and harmony.
Ordinary people are grateful and grateful. The spiritual practitioners are sincerely convinced and obey it.
Everyone called the young man "Emperor".
This is the only legend in the history of the creation of the Cultivation Continent that unified the entire continent.
Also, from beginning to end, the only one qualified to be called "Emperor".
"Junior Sister..." Yun Ruohan swallowed, and after a long while, her lips trembled, and she asked with difficulty: "Mr. Mo... who is he?"
But Muyan didn't hear Yun Ruohan's voice at all.
Her eyes fell on the man's handsome face for an instant, and her heart beat like a drum.
How long have you not seen him
It seemed like only a few months, but she always felt like years had passed.
Muyan's emotions have always been restrained and rational.
She also thought that her relationship with Di Ming Jue would always be like this.
The water flows long and peacefully, holding the hand of the son, and growing old together with the son.
But it wasn't until this moment that she realized that she was also impulsive, longing, and lovesick.
Muyan walked forward slowly, her beautiful eyes were like water, her lips moved, and she was about to speak.
But suddenly someone grabbed her slender waist and pressed her into her arms.