Chapter 426：

The real thing to guard against is acting in the Holy Palace.

He knew what the ancestors of the Spirit Race meant. He was waiting for Yan Sheng Palace to resurrect the Holy King Corpse Demon and was distracted, and then set off secretly, so Yan Sheng Palace noticed it, and it was too late to stop it.

At present, the spirit clan royal court has an ancestral tree, which is still very safe, and it is almost impossible to be broken by the forces under the emperor.

"It's a pity, I want to sit in the capital of God and can't leave easily."

Chen Qingyu sighed:

"Otherwise, it's best for me to pick up my mother in person, and our family can be reunited earlier."

Ling Shuangxue heard the words, held his hand, and said seriously:

"Our family reunion is important, but your identity is different, and it is more important to sit in the gods."

"If the gods are lost, the Holy Land Alliance will exist in name only, and we will be completely defeated."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he nodded and said:

"Don't worry, I understand."

As he spoke, he seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eyes, and quickly said:

"Sister, wait a moment for me, I'll go see a friend."

As he said that, he hurriedly bid farewell to Ling Shuangxue, and flew away with the escape light, blocking a silent and silent figure.

"Ok?"

Wang Pojun raised his head and saw Chen Qingyu, his expression changed:

"It turned out to be Chen... No, the leader of the alliance."

"Brother Wang."

Chen Qingyu waved his hand and said:

"The so-called alliance leader is just a name. Brother Wang doesn't have to be so outspoken."

When Wang Pojun heard the words, he was silent for a while, and then sighed:

"I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I'm now... I'm in a turmoil right now, and I just want to be alone for the time being."

"I see."

Chen Qingyu said seriously:

"I came here this time, in fact, to return a thing to its original owner."

As he spoke, he reached out and turned over, took out a golden long sword, and handed it to Wang Pojun:

"Brother Wang! Take it."

"This...is this a Yang-engraved magic sword?"

Wang Pojun was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said:

"The Yang-carved magic sword has been given to you by the ancestors, me, I..."

"If you want to take it, take it!"

Chen Qingyu shoved the Yang-carved magic sword into his hand and said:

"To be honest, this sword is of no use to me now."

"On the contrary, this sword is very important to you and to the Wang family!"

"If you still think of me as a friend, don't quit!"

Back then, he sought the Yang-Carved Flying Sword in order to exert the power of the sword soul of the "Nine Prisons Heavenly Xing Sword".

But later:

After he realized the "Road to Ten Thousand Tribulations", he never used the sword soul again, and this sword became a pure decoration. Up to now, Liangshan has been destroyed, the Wang family has suffered a huge disaster, and members of the direct line have almost died. Guang, the only recourse is the only remaining elder, and the Daozi Wang Pojun.

The engraved magic sword in Liangshan and the flying sword of the Heavenly Sword Saint King have all been lost.

For the current Liangshan Wang Clan, the Yang-Carved Magic Sword is the only inheritance in the world.

"..."

Wang Pojun also clearly understood the meaning of this sword. He stared at the golden flying sword in his hand. After a moment of silence, he suddenly bowed deeply:

"Thank you... Thank you Brother Chen! Great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it!"

"You don't have to say that."

Chen Qingyu helped him up and said seriously:

"I'm just returning things to the original owner. This Yang-engraved magic sword is itself the sword of your Wang family's inheritance."

"You are the Daozi of the Wang family, and you are also qualified to inherit this sword, continue to pass on the name of the Wang family, and even carry it forward in the future, and re-revive it!"

Wang Pojun took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"I see."

"good."

Chen Qingyu smiled slightly and said:

"Then I won't disturb Brother Wang, I have to go back to accompany my sister."

"Row."

Wang Pojun also showed a smile, nodded and said:

"Then leave, Brother Chen."

He bid farewell to Chen Qingyu, and flew away again towards the guest house in the Shendu below, holding the flying sword in his hand tightly.

…………

At the same time:

In the main hall:

Jiuzu sat in the upper sub-seat and did not leave.

In addition to him, there are two figures sitting in the hall, the ancestors of the Holy Land of Vientiane and the ancestors of the Holy Land of Dongliu.

"Brother Chen."

The ancestor of the Vientiane Holy Land was the first to speak:

"You deliberately left me and avoided your young master. What's the matter?"

"Yes indeed."

The ancestor of Dongliu Holy Land on the side also smiled and said:

"I'm also curious, what's the matter that you can't tell face to face, so you have to avoid your Qingyu family?"

Jiuzu's expression did not change, and he said slowly:

"There are some things, it's better not to let him know."

After speaking, he looked at the two of them, paused, and his eyes became deep:

"As for the reason why I called the two of you, it's very simple."

"I want to talk to the two of you about the ownership of Taixu's authority!"

Chapter 513 The voice of the nine ancestors in charge of Taixu's authority just fell:

The ancestor of Vientiane Holy Land and Dongliu Holy Land changed his expression.

"Brother Chen, what do you mean?"

The ancestor of the Holy Land of Vientiane frowned deeply:

"You want the Taixu authority in our hands?"

The ancestor of Dongliu Holy Land also looked at him with a suspicious look, as if he had known him for the first time.

"Not what I want."

Jiuzu looked calm and said calmly:

"This authority is what my family Qingyu deserves!"

Saying that, he asked back:

"Don't you think that the authority in the hands of the blood descendants of our four holy kings has been scattered for too long?"

"I have also told you about the Shenxu Small Realm. You are very clear that the authority in our hands, even if we gather together, is only half."

"And Wu Chenkong owns the other half."

"In other words, if our authority can't be unified, we can't fight against Wu Chenkong at all."

"Not to mention, if the authority had been restored long ago, then today's Holy King Tianchen wouldn't even be able to run away, he would only fall in the capital of God and die in the hands of Qingyu."

He took a deep breath and said loudly:

"The power of Taixu in our hands can only exert its strongest power when it is truly unified."

"And Qing Yu, as the leader of the alliance and the leader of the Holy Land, is also the person most qualified to hold this authority and control the mighty power of Taixu."

As soon as this statement came out:

The ancestors of Vientiane Holy Land and Dongliu Holy Land suddenly fell silent.

In terms of emotion and reason, Jiuzu speaks the truth, and it is from the perspective of righteousness, which makes it impossible to refute.

The unification of Taixu's authority is of great significance in terms of competing with the Yuan Emperor Palace and the Yansheng Palace.

But the problem is-

How tyrannical is Taixu Weili? How important is it?

After a full 100,000 years of inheritance, the authority of Taixu has become the foundation of their foothold and inheritance!

As long as there is this authority in hand, even if there is no saint in the sect one day, it will still be a top holy place, and it will not decline and cut off the inheritance!

The Nine Patriarchs now open their mouths and ask them to surrender their authority, which is equivalent to digging out their internal organs and pulling out their spines!

"Brother Chen!"

After a long silence, the ancestor of the Vientiane Holy Land was the first to speak, with a very low voice:

"You should be very clear about the importance of Taixu's authority to us!"

"Of course I know!"

Jiuzu said calmly:

"However, it is more important to fight against Yuandi Palace and Yansheng Palace!"

"If you can't survive, how can you talk about the future?"

"The authority cannot be unified, and we are always at a disadvantage in the battle of the quasi-emperor-level heritage."

"Once we lose, no matter who holds the power, it will fall into the hands of Wu Chenkong or Yuandi Palace."

At this point, he paused for a while and said meaningfully:

"Not to mention……"

"Could it be that the two of you have forgotten Qing Yu's other identity?"

Hear his words:

The ancestor of Vientiane Holy Land and Dongliu Holy Land suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed.

They finally remembered that Chen Qingyu, in addition to the young master of the Chen clan, Daozi, and the first Tianjiao of the ancient world, also had another identity - the young master of Taixu!

This is the righteous Lord of Taixu Authority!

"Looks like you remember..."

The nine ancestors said slowly:

"To be honest, Qing Yu's current strength has already surpassed all of us."

"And his dignity is far above all of us."