Chapter 1221

"What, from the holy mountain?"

In the lobby of Tianmo mountain, the demon emperor was surprised when he heard the letter sent by the sword emperor. Then he was angry and smashed the table at hand.

"The holy mountain of his mother, come early or late, but this festival comes up. The emperor is about to send troops to fight for the fruits of victory. They pour out to make trouble and talk twice. Will the war stop? It's unreasonable that everyone lost so much and no one got any benefit. Hum! "

Fool, you have no loss. What's your fire? Even if you want fire, it's also the sword emperor, Yan Emperor, and your master. I love fire.

It was not easy to start such a big war and bring in the people who should come into the urn. As a result, I fell short now. I was the one who lost the most.

It's just that the seven holy mountains have no profit and can't get up early. They ran out again today. It should be for

Touching his chin and thinking a little, Zhuo fan looked at Zhao Cheng and said, "Lord devil, it seems that the map of the dark sea has finally been introduced into the ears of the holy mountain. We're going to hand over the map!"

"Hand it over. Why?" Zhao Cheng was furious when he threw his sleeves.

He shook his head with a smile, and Zhuo fan sighed: "yes, I have worked hard to keep the real book. Now I want to hand it over. I'm not worth it for adults. But compared with their own lives, no matter how precious a map is, we have to give it up! "

As soon as his body shook, Zhao Cheng took a deep look at him. He thought again that his master could not stop sighing because he had learned a lesson from the saints because of the secret record of Jiuyou, but he had no choice but to close his eyes.

Yes, at the beginning, master bravely won the eight emperors. Even if he was besieged by the seven emperors, he was still invincible. If it weren't for the last Saint

Damn seven holy mountains!

With an angry hum in his heart, Zhao Cheng gasped heavily, and his face was a little red.

Glancing at him, Zhuo fan pondered and suddenly said, "Lord devil, have you cracked the map yet? If it is cracked, it doesn't matter to hand over the real book! "

"Crack? How can such a profound map be cracked in a moment and a half? " But shaking his head, Zhao Cheng sighed: "if I really cracked it, I don't care about handing it over!"

The Taoist essence flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo fan smiled: "to tell you the truth, I have an insight about the map of the nether sea!"

"Oh, housekeeper Zhuo, have you cracked the map?"

"Crack dare not say, just roughly have a direction!"

"It's good to have a direction. It's a big deal. We also copy a rubbing and study it carefully!" Suddenly, Zhao Cheng was overjoyed. He took out the map and put it in front of him and said, "housekeeper Zhuo, what's your direction? Give me a sign quickly!"

With a slight smile, Zhuo fan first worshipped, then came forward and pointed to the corner of the picture and said, "according to my recent understanding, I think this picture is like a star chart!"

"Astrology, housekeeper Zhuo still knows astrology?"

"I know a thing or two. As you know, my cultivation is low. Naturally, I have to work hard in other aspects, otherwise I will really become a loser!"

With a faint smile, Zhuo fan continued: "Sir, these corners seem to be a star domain representing the direction, and some places in the middle are similar to the stars. But such dense black spots are hard to judge. "

With a deep frown, Zhao Chengsi measured a little and suddenly realized: "by the way, the other black spots must be interfering with us. Steward Zhuo, just summarize the places similar to the stars, and ignore the rest that you can't understand. "

"Lord magic emperor Shengming, I think so, and it has been summarized!" With a smile, Zhuo fan took out a piece of white paper and handed it to him: "please look, sir, this is the general star map of induction!"

Hurriedly took it and looked carefully. Zhao Cheng couldn't stop nodding. Suddenly, Zhao Cheng's eyes lit up, looked at the patterns formed by these star maps and shouted, "isn't this the holy land?"

"My Lord, these stars are surrounded by the terrain of the Holy Land!"

"Hahaha... That's right. Take the stars as the direction and outline the terrain of the holy land. The location of the dark sea must be in this picture. Just... Where is it? "

The sneer from the corners of his mouth was fleeting. Zhuo fan also pretended to be confused and pointed to the diagram: "I don't know. There are stars in the terrain. This is Wenqu star domain, this is nine ring star domain, and this is huangquan star domain..."

"Wait, yellow spring?"

"Yes, those who watch the stars look at this star field and judge people's life and death. In particular, there is a death star in the huangquan star domain. If it is particularly bright, it means that this person is going to die! " Staring at him tightly, Zhuo fan specially explained.

Zhao Cheng thought with a frozen eyebrow. Suddenly his eyes lit up and said with a smile: "yes, the hell sea is the hell. Isn't the place opposite the yellow spring where the hell sea is located? The gate of the dark sea is illuminated by the Death Star! "

"I've solved the mystery of the map of the nether sea. I've solved it, ha ha......" Zhao Cheng couldn't help smiling at the sky, and Zhao Cheng was happy.

Zhuo fan bowed down and said, "Your Excellency is resourceful and unparalleled in the world. Congratulations, your excellency!"

"Ah, housekeeper Zhuo, you flatter me. If I guessed right, you should have untied it already. Now come to me, just to inform me. "

He shook his head with a smile. Zhuo fan was noncommittal: "you're welcome, sir. I'm stupid!"

"Well, you don't have to blame me for making me happy. Like housekeeper Zhuo, the emperor has to rely on him all his life and is reluctant to abandon him. Don't flatter and compliment me like those losers! "

His face was full of joy. Zhao Cheng took back the map, patted Zhuo fan on the shoulder and said, "when the emperor gets the skill left by Emperor Ming, he will become a saint. No, when you become an emperor, you cover the world. You, housekeeper Zhuo, are still my right-hand man. One person is lower than ten thousand people. The emperor will not treat you badly, ha ha... "

"Thank you, Emperor!"

Squinting at him, Zhuo fan bowed and smiled.

Since you think so, I'll succeed you. Just a few others have to cheat in again, hehe

A month later, the eight emperors gathered with their confidants. But at this moment, even if the sword emperor is in his own territory, it is not up to him to decide.

Sitting on the throne was a young man, he Xiaofeng, an old man, kind-hearted, but the ruthless light in the bottom of his eyes flashed away.

"Meet the two saints!"

All the people bowed down, and the old man didn't speak. Only he Xiaofeng raised his hand slightly and said proudly, "get up!"

"Thank the saints!"

They got up and sat on their seats. He Xiaofeng glanced at them coldly and said proudly, "where is the demon emperor Zhao Cheng?"

"What does the holy one say?" He hurried to the front. Zhao Cheng was respectful and polite. He was no longer as domineering as usual.

Glancing at him, he Xiaofeng said faintly, "I heard you got the map of the dark sea recently. Is it true?"

"To the Holy One, it is true!"

"Can you unlock the mystery?"

"Holy One, I'm stupid, no!"

"Can you easily crack such a treasure?" He Xiaofeng looked at him contemptuously with a sneer. His voice seemed soft but stern: "then hand in the map!"

As expected, Zhao Cheng sneered in his heart, but the light flashed in his hand and respectfully presented the map: "please follow the will of the saint. Here is the map. Please have a look at it!"

Nodding slightly, he Xiaofeng untied it, opened it, took a closer look, smiled with satisfaction, and then handed it to the old man next to him.

"Don't you give up the map like this?"

Just glancing at the picture, the old man looked at Zhao Cheng again and asked coldly.

With a humble smile, Zhao Cheng was very obedient: "it's Zhao Cheng's wish to present this picture to the holy man. How can I give it up? In fact, if it hadn't been for fear of disturbing the saints' practice in the holy mountain, Zhao Cheng would have wanted to come to the door in person and present this picture! "

Shameless!

Looking at his face like a slave, the rest of the emperors still smiled, but their hearts were filled with contempt.

But where do they know that Zhao Cheng has already cracked this picture? Why do they care whether to hand it in or not?

"Good, I'll remember you!"

It seemed suspicious in his eyes, but the old man still stared at Zhao Cheng and asked, "by the way, do you have any rubbings? If you don't have one, you can take another copy of this picture back and keep it as a souvenir! "

Shaking his head with a light smile, Zhao Cheng showed a free and easy manner: "Lord saint, I will be buried. Since I sincerely want to present the picture, where will I leave the rubbings? Moreover, the wish in the next life is to be able to work for the holy mountain. Isn't it our responsibility of the eight emperors to stabilize the secular world for the holy mountain and let you feel at ease to understand the road? What is the existence that we should covet for this imperial Dojo? How can I keep rubbings? Ha ha ha... Joke! "

"Yes, you are quite good!"

Nodding with satisfaction, the old man flashed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth: "you are much better than your master Zhuo Yifan. The boy is just dissatisfied and tries to stand on the seven holy mountains with the inheritance of the demon emperor. But you're good. You don't want anything, but you can settle down! "

"Thank you, Lord saint!"

Bowing down, Zhao Cheng smiled like a flower on his face, but he cursed in his heart.

Hum, I have no chance, otherwise who wants to be under you old men forever? Eight emperors here, who doesn't want to trample you down?

But soon, I will have this opportunity, hey hey

Zhao Cheng sneered in his heart. Zhuo fan, not far away, also looked gloomy. It seemed that he thought of the scene of being killed by the saint that year, and his fist tightened slightly.

These old folks of Qisheng mountain rely on secular support to understand the way of heaven. But their hearts have never been far away from the secular world? Although half of the holy land is controlled by the eight emperors, how can the eight emperors escape their control?

A group of people who are out of the world but have been implicated by the secular world deserve you. A group of old guys, generation after generation, have exhausted the Holy Land Resources and failed to realize the imperial realm. If you can succeed, dogs can become immortals. If anyone can touch the threshold of the imperial realm, it seems that it is still possible for Laozi to bring those real predecessors who have experienced the vicissitudes of the world and are dedicated to the Tao. You hypocrites, next life, hum! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.