After a cold glance at the four of them, the Sword Emperor faintly said: "The reason why Zhao Cheng's practice was beaten back is probably because we interrupted his practice by a surprise attack, which caused him to lose his mind and be killed by the practice. . If we were so disturbed by people while we were practicing, wouldn’t it be easy for us to go the same way?"
"Then Sword Emperor, what are you going to do? Kill everyone who knows about this, especially Zhuo Fan?" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Ghost Emperor suggested.
Slowly shook his head, the sword emperor’s eyes were filled with spirits: "It is meaningless to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Even if you kill Zhuo Fan, the Luo family may still know that, except for the Luo family, no one in the Demon Sovereign domain will take care of it, causing turmoil. , It will inevitably lead to the investigation of the holy mountain. Besides, the holy mountain has long been planning to send someone to replace the eight emperors, can we even eradicate the holy mountain? Obviously, we have not reached this point yet!"
"Then you say, how to deal with it?"
"According to Zhao Cheng's practice, there are two keys to practicing this Yinming Jue. One is that it takes a long time and requires continuous practice without being disturbed. This requires us to live in seclusion and hide in a place where no one can find it. Secondly, a lot of training materials are needed, which is in contradiction with the first point, and we need to go to collect them in crowded places. In this way, the deeds are easily exposed, just like this Zhao Cheng!"
"Then... Let's start a war like Zhao Cheng!"
Turning his eyes to the left and right, the ghost emperor suggested: "Our five emperors pretend to be in a melee and become one. No one will notice when we collect training materials during the war!"
Looking at each other, everyone nodded and said yes.
This is a good idea. I don't know which genius came up with it. Oh yes, it was Zhuo Fan's idea.
But as soon as he thought of this, Emperor Yan shook his head again and said: "This won't work. Even if other people don't know it, Zhuo Fan, the instigator, knows it at first glance. It is not safe. But to kill him, just like the Sword Emperor said, it involves too much. It’s bigger, and it’s even more troublesome for the holy mountain. Moreover, the holy mountain has already said that the Eight Emperors will not have anything to do in the near future. Zhuo Fan is unscrupulous only when he negotiates with the sixth holy mountain. We don’t have this privilege!"
"So what should I do?"
Waved his hand impatiently, the ghost emperor was impatient: "This is not okay, and that will not work, is it possible that we don't practice such a peerless exercise?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the Sword Emperor smiled coldly: "If there is an emperor's inheritance, fools don't practice. It's just that you are reluctant to give up your current position!"
"What do you say?"
"That said, if you want to practice this gong, you must live in seclusion. Only you know it. No one outsiders knows. Even if we are the same. To be honest, everyone knows the little things in our hearts, and everyone knows each other. Now. If you say goodbye today, don't contact us anymore, so as not to frame each other when you get it, no one will get the benefit!"
Eyelids twitched, everyone glanced at each other, they all smiled tacitly, and nodded slightly: "Okay, it's safe, so what about the materials?"
"Everyone is a master of the Eight Sovereigns, and the domain is large enough, so you can collect them from their respective domains!"
"Collect from their respective fields?"
With a flick of his brows, Yan Huang said in surprise: "The disappearance of a large number of people will cause turmoil, and the holy mountain will also pay attention!"
A wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and the Sword Emperor faintly said: "This is what I want to warn you, do you have the courage to give up the position of the Eight Emperors?"
"what?"
"Yes, it will cause turmoil, and the disappearance of a large number of people will cause panic on the control of the local area and cause drastic changes. It is completely impossible for you to become the eight emperors. If the heart of the people is lost, no matter how strong you are, no one will. Obey you. Is there anyone in the world willing to be with a group of cannibals?"
With naked evil lights flashing in his eyes, the Sword Emperor laughed: "Hahaha... Don’t blame the old man for speaking badly. Now that we want to practice this magical technique, we must become cannibals. Regardless of the right way or the evil way, we will be successful. Ten thousand bones are dead, as long as they can reach the emperor realm, it is a great road. It should be enough to use millions of people as training materials. Then we only need to advance to the emperor realm. Do we still need to worry about the seat of the eight emperors? We are not looking at the mountains, the sanctuary in the future will belong to our five emperors, how?"
The Sword Emperor painted a majestic blueprint for everyone, which made everyone obsessed.
After a short while, everyone's eyes flashed with evil spirits, and they nodded violently, and they agreed.
Immediately afterwards, everyone began to transcribe the exercises, then after clasping each other's fists, they strayed away and returned to their own sects, and no one looked back and looked at each other again.
Because just as they said, in this distinction, there are no longer eight emperors, but five emperors. When they meet again, they will be the masters of this world, hahaha...
Whoosh!
A flash came to the place where Zhao Cheng had disappeared. Zhuo Fan glanced around the direction where the five people had left, then looked at the place where Zhao Cheng's ashes were, and a faint smile flashed across his mouth.
"Chi'er, these five old guys have also taken the bait, and they will accompany you soon. Alas, the grievances of five thousand years ago are about to come, hehehe..."
With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan took a light step and disappeared suddenly.
A month later, on the construction site to rebuild the Tianmo Mountain, Li Jingtian suddenly came to Zhuo Fan, bowed and said with a smile: "Steward Zhuo, as you might expect, the five emperors are completely messed up. A lot of it. The population disappeared overnight, without knowing what was going on. Everyone was in panic. As for the sects of Danxia Sect, they were completely closed, and those who asked for help could not find the Eight Emperors and their The silhouette of the people under the door. At this time, they are like headless flies, they are all messed up into a pot of porridge, hehehe!"
"After learning the lessons of Zhao Cheng, in order to practice the exercises with peace of mind, their best way is to run around. Now that the snake has no head, we can easily win the Eight Emperors Realm!"
With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan said: "Old Li, go and arrange manpower, prepare to attack... Uh no, what kind of attack, just take over. As for the ground snakes in various fields, we should have experience in the Luo family!"
With a grin, Li Jingtian patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuo, okay, one month... No, in half a month, we will take the entire Eight Emperor's Realm without a single soldier. In this way, The back of the opposing sacred mountain is there, and when the dragons gather the manpower, we can fight against the sacred mountain, hehehe!"
Nodded with a chuckle, Zhuo Fan waved his hand and asked him to do it.
But before he could set off, there was another sound of breaking through the air, but Qiu Yanhai's figure came to the two of them in an instant.
"Hey, old man Qiu, why are you here?" A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Li Jingtian patted him on the shoulder and smiled.
Rolling his eyes, Qiu Yanhai ignored him, only came to Zhuo Fan and paid his respects, with a solemn expression: "Steward Zhuo, three young people have come to the holy mountain. They have indicated that they want to see you and are waiting at the Luo family headquarters!"
"Three?"
With a frown, Zhuo Fan groaned a little, and asked, "What strength?"
"The peak of the emperor rank!"
"Oh, 80% are here to take over the seat of the Eight Emperors!" Nodding clearly, Zhuo Fan murmured and analyzed: "Sacred Mountain is the first time a young man came to take over the secular world. I still don’t feel relieved, so I sent three. People come to test the waters. Now the King of Gambling is dead, and King Eagle is dead. The two seats are vacated uprightly. Besides, I haven’t released the news of the death of the Demon King. I guess the King of Sword and the others will hide for safety. Anxious to release it. Then the remaining young man just wants to replace the current Eight Emperors!"
"Hmph, it's hard to get those old guys to run away, leaving such a large area free. These little things from the sacred mountains are picking up ready-made ones. It's really unreasonable. I'll screw their heads off!"
Hearing Zhuo Fan's words, Li Jingtian's expression became angry, and he was about to leave, but Zhuo Fan waved his hand and blocked him: "Old Li calms down his anger, this is nothing, just a few warm cabbages who have never seen the world. What's the big deal? I'll just give him a few words, it's okay. If you really kill them and start the Holy Mountain in advance, it will be a big deal!"
"Uh, isn't it?"
Wei Wei was stunned, and Li Jingtian hesitated: "But steward Zhuo, those sacred mountain masters, who want to come are very arrogant. Although they don't understand the fart this time, they still have the heart to make merit. They value it. I guess I won’t give up the turf. Isn’t it difficult to seize the turf from them?”
"Difficult? Nothing, it's easier than grabbing a lollipop from a little bunny, hahaha..."
He couldn't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan had already planned his mind: "Don't you say that they don't understand the fart, but only have ambitions? Then we can satisfy their aspirations and give them some merits. As for the actual control, we use us. Hasn't the Luo family's operation for more than a hundred years been fully grasped?"
Raised their brows, the three looked at each other, and they all laughed heartily...
Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Fan followed Qiu Yanhai back to the Luo family to meet the noble young masters from the three holy mountains.
As soon as I entered the door of the lobby, I saw two young men sitting in the center, with a ugly expression of tea, and sometimes poking their lips, as if they were a little disgusted. The other one was sitting in the first place, kicking his feet boredly, his eyelids almost turning to the sky.
Sure enough, it is the noble son who came to someone else's house to be a guest, but he is sitting on the main seat, so he really doesn't think of himself as an outsider!
With a sneer in his heart, Zhuo Fan managed to squeeze out a smiling face, walked in lightly, and smiled with his fists: "Oh, all the guests of the holy mountain, wait a long time, it's rude!"
"It's good to know that it's impolite, we've been waiting here for a long time, and you are too slow!" The young man in the main seat sneered and curled his lips disdainfully.
Zhuo Fan smiled brilliantly, and Zhuo Fan nodded and confessed: "It is indeed a mistake in the next stage. Why didn't I have two legs when I was born? Run faster? It is a sin for the three sons to wait for a long time!"
"Hahaha... Brother, did you hear that? He said how long two legs are. Can you imagine a person with four legs? I've grown up so big, I haven't heard such a funny joke yet!"
At this time, the man sitting at the top couldn't help laughing out loud, and the other two also laughed loudly, and Zhuo Fan also laughed.
The previously heavy atmosphere suddenly eased a lot.
Only in the backyard, Luo Yunshang and the other women, who had been listening to the movement in front of them, couldn't help but laughed out: "This holy mountain really sent three straw bags to take over as the eight emperors. What Zhuo Fan said just now is obviously ridiculing them. I'm impatient, I have rushed back as far as I can. They really listened to it as a joke, but they didn't hear the sarcasm in his words."
"Hey, the holy mountain allows these straw bags to act as the eight emperors and manage the sanctuary. It can be seen that they have not put the world at heart. How can such a person be the highest level in the sanctuary and the person who controls the destiny of the sanctuary?" Murong Xue When I heard it, I couldn't help but sighed and shook my head, feeling extremely sorry that Cang's life was at the mercy of these unintentional people...