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"What?!" Zhao Chunliang asked in shock, "Let me kill you?" Aren't you the Emperor of Yan? Aren't you from the Yan clan? How could I possibly kill you? ”

"You make a choice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Emperor Yan said, "As long as you can kill me, you can become the master of the temple, all the treasures in the temple will belong to you, in this temple, the most important treasures of the entire Yan clan are stored, and those treasures, unless you are the master of the temple, it is absolutely impossible to be taken away, my current strength is only one percent of the peak, which is about equivalent to the strength of a person who has broken the shackles, you may kill me, as long as I die, this temple belongs to you." ”

"Why do I have to kill you?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"It's a rule I set." Emperor Yan said, "Even I can't disobey the rules. ”

"What a rule, you ordered it yourself, just change it." Zhao Chunliang said.

"I can't change it." Emperor Yan said.

"Damn, so stubborn?" Zhao Chunliang frowned and said.

"Make your choice." Emperor Yan said.

"Then I'll pick the first one." Zhao Chunliang said, "How can I find you?" ”

"The first one?" Emperor Yan asked with some surprise, "Are you sure you choose the first one?" Choosing the first one, you can only know a few things, the treasure you get is less than one percent of the treasures in this temple, and it will definitely not be the best thing in the temple, are you sure you don't choose the second one? ”

"Although I don't have much credit and don't like to be reasonable, but I can't kill people casually because of something, babies are important, but if you don't even have the most basic morality of being a human being, then what's the use of those babies? Take me to you. Zhao Chunliang said.

Emperor Yan sank for a long time, and it seemed that Zhao Chunliang's choice was really beyond his expectations.

After a long time, Emperor Yan said, "Congratulations, you have passed the third test. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise, "What do you mean?" ”

"In this world, everyone has greed, even God, there is greed, when the temptation is big enough in front of them, many people are easy to lose themselves, but you, but you can keep your heart, not because of greed and indiscriminate killing of innocents, such you, enough to pass the third test, no one has passed the third test for many years, congratulations, my descendants." Emperor Yan said.

"You're really a pit at a time." Zhao Chunliang scratched his head and said, "Then can I go to you now?" ”

"Close your eyes." Emperor Yan said.

Zhao Chunliang closed his eyes decisively.

A gentle force supported Zhao Chunliang's body, and Zhao Chunliang felt that his whole body was flying, and then he kept moving towards a certain place.

Suddenly, Zhao Chunliang stopped, and his feet touched the ground again.

"Open your eyes." Emperor Yan's voice rang out.

Zhao Chunliang opened his eyes, and then froze.

Everything in front of him made Zhao Chunliang wonder if he was hallucinating.

Around him, there are green mountains and green waters, as if it is a paradise, with a babbling stream in the distance, and a waterfall in the distance, with a rainbow on the waterfall, and egrets flying around the waterfall.

Looking at the front of him again, Zhao Chunliang was standing in a pavilion, with a coffee table and two futons in the middle of the pavilion.

A middle-aged man dressed in white was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

Beside him was a small stove with an open flame, and on top of it was a gray-brown teapot.

There were bursts of white smoke from the mouth of the teapot, and it could be seen that the water inside should have been boiled.

"Please be seated." The middle-aged man said to Zhao Chunliang with a smile.

He has a bun on his head, giving people a suave feeling, and at the same time, he has long hair with a shawl on his shoulders, as if he is a character from a Xianxia novel.

On the other side of his body was a turquoise flute, which was worth a lot of money at first glance.

"I'm a good girl, what's going on? How can there be such a place here, and the sun! OMG! Zhao Chunliang exclaimed as he sat cross-legged on the futon.

"It's just some illusion." The middle-aged man picked up the kettle and stirred the boiling water on the milky green teacup on the coffee table, and bursts of water vapor rose and floated onto Zhao Chunliang's face, with a feeling of dampness and heat.

"You are the Yan Emperor?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"It's me." Emperor Yan nodded, twisted a little tea with his hand, put it in the teapot, and then flushed the boiling water into it.

"Drinking tea is what I learned in Shenzhou back then." Emperor Yan said.

"Don't you say it's all a fake? So what else to drink? Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Illusions can also make people happy, but how do you know that everything you are doing now is not an illusion? Maybe somewhere, the real you are lying in bed, and all this is just a dream of yours. Emperor Yan said with a smile.

"No, how can dreams still feel like they are all born, old, sick and dead?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

Perhaps, even birth, old age, sickness and death are just an illusion? Whether we are real or just imaginary characters in a dream, no one can tell. Emperor Yan said, putting a cup of tea in front of Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang picked up the teacup and took a sip, which was very mellow.

"Can a fake one smell so good?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Just as birth, old age, sickness and death are real, fake can also be very true." Emperor Yan said.

"Okay, so can I ask questions now?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Yes." Emperor Yan nodded and said, "I will tell you what I know." ”

"The eighteenth generation of the ancient gods, is it really an alien?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Yes." Emperor Yan said, "To be precise, they are also human beings, but they have different blood flowing in them, they are far away from here, you should know the Angel Divine Armor, right?" Those, in the divine realm, are just the simplest means of transportation, and when we were exiled to this planet, we were wearing angelic armor to carry out a long interstellar crossing, but the destination of our first exile was not here, and there were some accidents in the process of exile, we lost our way, and finally came to this planet. ”

"Oh my God." Zhao Chunliang said excitedly, "It turns out that you are really aliens, I always thought that aliens should be the kind of ET in the movie, how can they look like us, and they can also have children with us on earth, this, this is really..."

"To be precise, all humanoid creatures in this universe come from the same ancestor, but where our ancestors came from has never been known until now." Emperor Yan said.

"What about the Protoss? Tell me about the Protoss, and the Divine Realm. Zhao Chunliang asked.

"The Divine Realm, in fact, is also a planet, but it is much larger than the earth, our eighteen ancient gods, that is, the eighteen gods in the Divine Realm, the Divine Realm is controlled by a royal family, and our Yan clan is a branch of the royal family, I led the Yan clan to rebel against the royal family, and was finally suppressed, originally we were all exterminated, but among the royal family, there are also people who excuse my Yan clan, and finally we were sentenced to exile, so we have the opportunity to come here. The Protoss is very powerful, the warriors of the Protoss, each of them is at least the existence of the Zhentian level, on the earth, Zhentian has to comprehend his own Dao, but in the Divine Realm, the royal family has mastered the method of making simple Dao, and some simple Dao can be implanted into the brain of the Protoss through some means, so the Protoss warriors are the most popular and lowest existence in the Divine Realm, and these Protoss warriors, we call them pseudo-Zhentian, these Zhentian can only reach this level in their lifetime, and the people who rely on their own ability to comprehend the Dao are Zhentian, Among the warriors of the Protoss, they belong to the middle-level existence, they are expected to grow into pseudo-gods, that is, the so-called people who have broken the shackles, the so-called shackles on your earth, do not exist in the divine realm at all, because every Zhentian can obtain the godhead rewarded by the royal family, their spiritual power can be quickly transformed into soul power in the godhead, and contained in the godhead, there will be no distraction of divine power, the godhead is divided into five types: inferior, middle, superior, perfect, and extreme, and those with average qualifications will generally get the lower grade, Medium-grade godhead, and people with good qualifications, will have the opportunity to get a perfect godhead, as for the ultimate godhead, only the royal family can have it, of course, these five kinds of godhead, only the world knows, in fact, above the extreme, there is a godhead, for the super godhead, but the super godhead can only be naturally conceived in some places, even if it is a powerful godhead, there is no way to make it. Godhead is equivalent to the hotbed of soul power, the better the godhead, the faster your soul power can grow, but also the purer, more able to accommodate more soul power, when Zhentian obtains the godhead, his spiritual power quickly turns into soul power, and eventually becomes a pseudo-god, and the pseudo-god, is the high-level of the Protoss warriors, and then is the true god, that is too far away from you, it doesn't make sense to tell you, I won't say more. Emperor Yan said.

"When you were exiled here, you were really deprived of your godhead, and eventually caused your divine power to burn and die, right?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"That's right." Emperor Yan nodded, his eyes suddenly burst out with strong killing intent and hatred at this time, he gritted his teeth and said: "When we were exiled, we didn't need to be deprived of godhead at all, because each of us has already achieved pseudo-gods, and many people have achieved true bodies, and godhead is deprived, and the power of our souls has nowhere to exist, only in the body, and it is still growing, after hundreds of thousands of years, the body will no longer be able to carry so much divine power, and eventually we will all burn to death, The people who deprived us of our godhead back then had only one purpose, that is, to make our eighteen great gods die in exile! ”