After a long time, he sat down again, took the box from Zhang Zhongyang's hand, opened it, and saw that it was indeed a handful of ashes, and there was even a familiar soul breath on it.

That's right, that was Fang Rongxuan's soul scent.

After an unspeakable silence, Yang Xuan suddenly laughed.

"Okay, good, good Chen Yuanxi, he actually played everyone in the palm of his hand, I underestimated you. ”

Zhang Zhongyang said: "Fang Rongxuan died of depression not long after he was abolished by Chen Yuanxi and cultivated, and it was I who burned him to ashes with my own hands and put him in a box, thinking that one day I could let him return to his homeland." ”

Yang Xuan put the ashes down again and asked, "Where did He Yiming go?"

Zhang Zhongyang shook his head: "I don't know, but it is estimated that it has nothing to do with Chen Yuanxi." ”

Yang Xuan didn't ask any more questions, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "What are your plans?"

Zhang Zhongyang smiled bitterly: "Plans to end up here, Fang Rongxuan still has a chance to return to his homeland, I will forget it, quietly spend the last days here, plan for 10,000 years, think I am a chess player, but in the end I find that I am just a chess piece, that's it, admit defeat, admit defeat." ”

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he could feel that Zhang Zhongyang was telling the truth, and he could also see that he was disheartened and depressed.

Thinking of the black coffin behind him, Yang Xuan waved his hand to open the lid of the coffin and asked, "Can Lord Zhang see the things in the coffin?"

Zhang Zhongyang looked at it suspiciously, and then shook his head: "It's just an empty coffin, what does the emperor do with a coffin?"

"It's nothing! Mrs. Zhang takes care. Yang Xuan didn't explain, stood up and said.

"Take care, Emperor!" Zhang Zhongyang also stood up and hugged his fists to say goodbye.

Back at Li's house, Yang Xuan encouraged Li Zhengde a few words, and told him to pay attention to Zhang Zhongyang at any time, and then left Hongmangxing.

Outside the red star, Yang Xuan sat on top of the black coffin and closed his eyes in contemplation.

Since Fang Rongxuan had been dead for a long time, it was a very interesting question who was the person who explained to him in the Imperial Court Star what happened in the Ten Thousand Years.

At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly felt that the truth was about to surface.

But he had no intention of rushing back to Huangting Star to explore the truth at this moment, presumably when he arrived, the building would already be empty.

"Now that you're back, you might as well go home and have a look. He muttered, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he hasn't been back to Xianmen Star for a long time, and he doesn't know how Xiaojing's great cause of giving birth to a child is going.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's heart felt soft, and his body began to slide, gradually turning into a streamer.

Originally, it only took him a moment to return to the Immortal Gate, but now that the black coffin was following, the speed was much slower.

If so, after a period of time, Yang Xuan finally approached the location of the Xianmen Star.

The developing Xianmen Star is still a vibrant scene, with a large number of flying ships coming and going, very busy.

Yang Xuan quietly landed in the huge backyard of the Yang family, and a smile appeared on his face.

The more beautiful Xiaojing is hiding in the garden and tending to a beautiful flower, and humming the blue star tune from time to time, very leisurely.

Yang Xuan appeared behind her, stretched out his arms and slowly hugged her.

Xiaojing felt that something was wrong, and with an exclamation, a dagger had already appeared in her hand, and she flew directly backwards.

Yang Xuan lightly blocked it and said with a smile: "What, you want to murder your husband?"

Xiao Jing's body stiffened, the dagger fell to the ground, turned around and threw herself directly into Yang Xuan's arms, and crystal sparkles appeared in her eyes.

"You bad guy!" she bit Yang Xuan on the shoulder.

Yang Xuan pretended to cry out in pain, but he was quite distressed and took Xiaojing into his arms.

He always owes Xiaojing too much.

Probably Xiaojing's exclamation alarmed the guards, and someone shouted outside, "Madam, are you okay?"

Xiaojing got up from Yang Xuan's arms, glared at Yang Xuan and said, "It's okay!"

After the guards retreated, he pretended to beat Yang Xuan, and said angrily, "Do you still know to come back?"

Yang Xuan laughed, picked up Xiaojing and walked to the room.

"Let go of me, let go of me, what are you going to do?" Xiaojing exclaimed in a low voice, but her voice was small and full of shyness.

......

On the second day, Yang Xuan got up refreshed, but Xiaojing, who had been tossed all night, was still lying lazily on the bed, unable to move.

Yang Xuan laughed, kissed Xiaojing's nose, and after provoking her to mumble a few words, he walked out satisfied.

After going out, he first went to visit his mother.

Mother Qian has raised well over the years, although she is a little old, but her spirit is not bad, and she is very happy to see Yang Xuan come back.

Asked about the black coffin behind him, Yang Xuan only said that it was a magic weapon that he had refined, and he walked over.

The mother and son said that it was all morning, and it was not until the mother was a little in good spirits that Yang Xuan withdrew.

Outside the door, Yang Jiaqiang and Yang Jiayou had been waiting for a long time, looking at their expressions, they both suppressed their excitement and admiration, and looked at Yang Xuan as if they were looking at immortals.

Yang Xuan smiled dumbly and said, "What kind of eyes are you two?"

The two brothers glanced at each other, and then knelt down directly and saluted: "See Xuansheng." ”

Yang Xuan waved his hand to help them up, and scolded with a smile: "Don't come to this set." ”

The two brothers gave up, and Yang Jiaqiang stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Elder Taishang, when will we have an incident?"

"What's going on?" Yang Xuan was a little strange.

Yang Jiaqiang was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "Elder Taishang doesn't know?"

Yang Xuan realized that something was wrong and asked, "What is the matter?"

The two brothers looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"Elder Taishang, this matter is a bit complicated, let's find a place to talk about it. "The Yang family has a way.

As the two brothers came to the hall, after taking their seats, Yang Jiaqiang said, "Elder Taishang, the Holy Sect was really not founded by Elder Taishang?"

Yang Xuan was confused and asked, "What Holy Sect?"

The two brothers looked at each other again, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

After a while, Yang Jiaqiang explained: "Recently, a mysterious sect has appeared in the Terran Star Field, called the Holy Sect, they are well-organized, numerous, powerful, and extremely fast-developing, and have overthrown the rule of the imperial court on several planets, causing a lot of uproar. ”

Yang Xuan frowned: "What does this have to do with me?"

Yang Jiayou took a deep breath and interjected: "Elder Taishang, the banner of the Holy Sect is none other than Xuan Sheng. ”

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

Someone had formed a sect in his name, and they were trying to overthrow the imperial court?

"Elder Taishang, there is a sentence I don't know if you have heard?"

"What?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Expulsion of heresy, the day of the Xuansheng. Yang Jiaqiang said in a deep voice.

"They have been preaching that the current Lord of the Imperial Court is a foreign object in the starry sky, not our human race, and the purpose of the Holy Religion is to expel the Lord of the Imperial Court, end the rule of the Imperial Court, and welcome the Xuan Sheng to take over the authority of the human race. ”

Yang Xuan frowned when he heard this.

How could he have coveted any human authority, and what were these people going to do in his name?

"Before, we thought that Elder Taishang was secretly presiding, and for a time he was helping the Holy Sect's actions in various places, but now it ......"

Yang Jiaqiang looked at Yang Xuan and didn't say any more.

"Are there any people from the Holy Sect in Xianmen Xing?" Yang Xuan asked slowly after a while.