Chapter 226

"This boy is really nice, but it's a pity!" Youhai king looked at Liu Chengfeng with regret. If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules, he would certainly give the emperor's inheritance to the boy. Now he can only exist in the unknown name of the Pantheon.

"Ah... Let's start! I'll let you do it first!" Zhao Yuande yawned and looked careless.

"Oh!"

Liu Chengfeng suddenly looked positive and gently washed out an enlightening Buddha sound in his mouth. The Buddha sound was melodious for a long time, as if it echoed in the whole hall like Hongzhong Dalu.

Zhu Wanqing and the young man only felt that they were in a daze, and the whole person suddenly fell into a confused world and couldn't extricate themselves.

"Zheng!"

A light sound sounded in the field. A thin sword as thin as a willow branch appeared in Liu Chengfeng's hand. The scabbard slightly opened a gap. Suddenly, a bright white God awn rose into the sky. The roof of the main hall was suddenly broken by the God awn, and the endless starry sky appeared in front of the people.

"Congenital Lingbao!" Prince Youhai was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that the other party could take out a congenital Lingbao sword.

However, he still did not give any hope to Liu Chengfeng, because the innate Lingbao of the world could not break the defense of immortal corpses, let alone hurt each other.

"Now you can admit defeat, I don't want to hurt anyone!" Liu Chengfeng just opened the scabbard a little. He thought this momentum was enough to frighten the other party. He spoke slowly, but at this time, there was no original peace and randomness, but turned into a sharp divine sword, which was one with the sword.

"Oh! Congenital treasure?" Zhao Yuande looked at the thin sword in the other party's hand and couldn't help tutting. "Yes, the sword is really good. It's really a good sword! The sword is a good sword, but it shouldn't be in your hand. Why don't I help you find a new owner for it later!"

As soon as Zhao Yuande saw the sword, he immediately understood the reason why Liu Chengfeng can only be called a lay until now. What worldly affairs have not been solved is vain. He is bound! Bound by this sword!

"Arrogance!"

Liu Chengfeng didn't want to let the sword scabbard in his hand slowly open. A ferocious white tiger roared out of the gap. With ferocious giant claws, sharp fangs and evil blood pupils, the whole hall was shrouded by the ferocious breath. The white tiger was the sword spirit of the sword.

When the sword came out of its sheath, the white divine awn dazzled. The bright sword light came out of a comet like long tail, pierced the void and stabbed Zhao Yuande's chest.

Zhao Yuande only felt a strong sword intention coming. Even he couldn't help but marvel in his heart at the moment. The sword jiuxiao was not even a fart in front of him. He had formed a complete sword intention, and his combat effectiveness was basically invincible at the same level.

Although the sword meaning is strong, the innate Lingbao is even more powerful, but in Zhao Yuande's view, there is still no threat to this flesh body.

He gently stretched out his finger and pinched it gently towards the tip of the stabbing sword.

"Overestimate oneself!" seeing Zhao Yuande's action, even if he is as self-restraint as Liu Chengfeng, he can't help feeling angry.

He gently urged the innate Lingbao in his hand to teach the other party a lesson.

The other two are also looking at the battlefield at the moment. They are breathing hard and nervous. Their eyes don't blink for fear of missing any wonderful pictures.

In particular, Zhu Wanqing was a little nervous at this time. He was afraid that if Shizu's sister really couldn't catch it, would Shizu go crazy?

Just when everyone was in different thoughts, the sword tip had contacted Zhao Yuande's fingers, and the fierce tiger opened its teeth and claws and tore at the fingers. At the same time, the bright white divine awns seemed to touch the fingers as if they were sharp.

"Ding Ding!"

A series of jingles burst out in an instant, like the light sound of big beads falling on a jade plate.

They only saw that the sword tip was pinched by two scallion white jade fingers, and the divine awn on the sword tip exploded in disorder. Unfortunately, they could not cause even a little damage to the fingers.

"Impossible!" Liu Chengfeng screamed loudly, piercing people's eardrums. He was like a monk who was about to escape. He was clearly a hysterical madman.

Others were also stunned by the scene in front of them. It was a congenital treasure. It was pinched by two fingers. It's too fake!

Only Youhai Wang sighed secretly and felt some sympathy for Liu Chengfeng. I don't know if he can stand up again after this blow.

"Well, why do you, a monk, use this murder weapon? Let me keep it for you!" Zhao Yuande made a slight effort in his hand and directly grabbed the congenital treasure.

"Roar!"

The spirit of the white tiger of the congenital Lingbao opened its mouth and rushed towards Zhao Yuande.

"Naughty!"

Zhao Yuande flicked his fingers and flew the white tiger out directly.

The white tiger let out a painful sob. His eyes were frightened. He didn't dare to grin at Zhao Yuande anymore. He just looked at her in fear and went back to the sword again.

Zhao Yuande grabbed the sword, put it in the noble man's sheath, and then inserted it obliquely behind his back.

At this time, there are already three treasures behind him, the three color streamer fan from Hu Wanqing, the spirit sword from Jian jiuxiao, and the white tiger sword snatched from Liu Chengfeng. Each of the three treasures is of great value. In particular, although the white tiger sword is only the lowest congenital spirit treasure, even some super forces can't have it, As long as this sword comes out, it will stir up a storm in the Eastern Emperor's world.

"You..." Liu Chengfeng's face changed again and again. Finally, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you for taking the sword, benefactor! If it weren't for Chengfeng, I don't know when I would be able to put it down." Liu Chengfeng's face showed a great understanding smile, folded his hands to Zhao Yuande, and said softly, "this sword is under the control of benefactor! Chengfeng will escape into the empty door after today, and will no longer make an excuse for the lack of fate. Amitabha!"

At this moment, the Buddha's light on him was full. Golden Buddha's light pierced the sky, tore the void and opened many chaos. A glittering road appeared at Liu Chengfeng's feet and went straight to an ethereal sacred place.

Liu Chengfeng stepped out, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Almsgiver, if you want to return to the true spirit, you can go to Lingshan to try!" when Zhao Yuande shrugged helplessly and thought about how to return the congenital Lingbao, a voice as thin as a mosquito sounded in his ears.

This voice is Liu Chengfeng, but it is more dignified and sacred than Liu Chengfeng before.

Lingshan?

In Zhao Yuande's eyes, he once heard of this place in the last life. It is said that it is a Taoist temple for an eminent monk. Many strong people return to Lingshan to understand the mystery of Buddhism before promotion.

It was clear that the other party had just been robbed of the innate treasure. The previous Buddha, who had been suppressed by the innate treasure, finally began to recover.

"Alas! Another young man has fallen into the sea of misery forever! Pity that my emperor has lost another successor!" Youhai King youyou sighed.

"All right! Our time is very precious. Let's take out the inheritance quickly!" Zhao Yuande looked at Youhai king and was a little depressed. Although he stepped here in previous lives, he didn't get the inheritance of the emperor in the end, but he had too many opportunities in this life.

Although the ancient emperor was strong, he was not necessarily stronger than the emperor in his previous life. Although the things in his previous life were not brought to this life, many skills and experience and their foresight on the development of history remained in the spirit, which is the greatest wealth in this life!

Not only that, but also the inheritance of eating Tao, which appeared from nowhere. This inheritance simply broke his imagination limit. He didn't know what was the power to support this inheritance at all? I don't know where the information identified by identification comes from?

Who can do all this? Zhao Yuande first thought of God! That is, the way of heaven. Only under the cycle of the way of heaven can we understand everything and perceive everything!

"Well, little girl, don't worry. Now I'll send you three into the place of inheritance!" Youhai King glanced at Zhao Yuande and couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He had to obey the rules.

Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a green light suddenly coerced him and shuttled back and forth in the void.

The next moment, he suddenly felt that his body was stable and there was light in front of him.

He appeared in an ordinary world.

In an ordinary small courtyard, an old tree with withered branches and leaves and broken tree body stands quietly in the center of the courtyard.

Beside the old tree, a section of tombstone with loess stands alone.

The trunk of the old tree was scorched black, as if it had been split by thunder. A twig drilled out of the damaged tree body and gently coiled on the tombstone. The wind blew the twig and gently shook it, as if gently stroking the fuzzy handwriting on the tombstone.

Beside the tombstone, a stone table, several stone stools, and a broken teapot were quietly placed on the table.

He gently sat in front of the stone table. In a trance, he seemed to see a pot of green tea on the stone table. The tea mist was misty. A young Taoist sat opposite him and was absorbed in looking at a volume of Taoist books in his hand.

The blackened tree beside the stone table is still a seedling at this time. It dances with the wind and touches the young Taoist mischievous every time.

With a smile on his mouth, the young Taoist gently stroked the small tree with his hand and gently told something in his mouth.

In a hurry, the Taoist is getting old, and the small trees have towering branches and leaves. One person and one tree still communicate intimately, enjoying the time quietly in this small courtyard.

The scene suddenly changed. There was blood red in the sky. The Taoist priest was fighting with a thousand armed giant with a divine sword. A towering tree guarded him. The giant tree note shook and killed a huge beast.

Finally, the Taoist's body was stained with blood and killed the thousand armed giant, but there was a hole in his forehead. Black blood rolled down, but his eyes were full of endless attachment.

When the big tree took him back to the courtyard, the Taoist finally closed his eyes quietly. The big tree turned the ground and buried the seriously injured Taoist in the courtyard.

The scene changed again. Dashu turned into a gorgeous woman. She fought in all directions, fought with many terrible beings, and finally unified the whole central region and established the heavenly palace.

The portrait of the Taoist in the heavenly palace is high and high. With the ups and downs of hundreds of thousands of years, it guards the land of all human beings in the middle region!

Resist the invasion of the sea clan and defeat the alien in the starry sky. Under the battle after battle, the woman and her loyal 72 kings were all killed.

Since then, the heavenly palace has been incorporated into the inner world by the emperor, hidden in a secret time and space, waiting for the entry of destined people!

This is the emperor's life. In order to repay the master, protect all living beings, and finally return to his hometown!

I don't know when, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a drop of crystal tears falling from the corners of his eyes and crashing down on the ground!

He woke up from the dreamland and found that he was still sitting at the front of the stone table. The twig swaying in the wind did not know when it had climbed onto his body. The twig trembled as if recalling the endless past.

"Alas! The emperor has been loyal and courageous all his life. Although he is a woman, he is not weak at all. It seems that there is another heavy burden on my shoulders with men like us!" Zhao Yuande gently stroked the branch and spoke to it like a young Taoist in the image, "I know you are the continuation of the emperor. Don't worry, I will take you back to the battlefield of foreign countries to guard the middle region and the Eastern Emperor's world!"

The branch nodded gently, as if he had understood Zhao Yuande's words. His body rooted in the old tree suddenly fell off and drilled into Zhao Yuande's sleeve.

"Don't worry! As long as I regain control of my body, I will plant you in my sea of blood and let you fight with me!"

The branch gently wrapped around his arm in his sleeve. Zhao Yuande could feel a sense of joy and satisfaction from it!

There is no secret script, no mountain treasure, no large amount of materials, only a branch representing the rebirth of the emperor! It represents the continuation of the will of the emperor! This is probably the real inheritance of the emperor!

Zhao Yuande sighed gently. This is not only a kind of inheritance, but also an unshirkable responsibility. He knows that his road will be more rugged from now on, but he doesn't regret it!

I don't know when a door appeared in front of him. He saw the magnificent Oriental emperor world in the door, which was like poetry and painting. He couldn't help being stunned!

Is this the world that the emperor spent his whole life guarding? Is this the way he chose in the future?

He stepped into it, and the next moment he appeared in the Shenxu square.