At this moment, the imperial city is a different situation. Emperor Ren Jintang had less and less time to be sober, and he left most of his affairs to the national teacher, which the courtiers did not dispute.

"Your Majesty, have you thought about it?" The three absolute old men have all been with the emperor recently.

"National Teacher, how can you force me like this?" The emperor's face was full of pain, and he was obviously very unwilling.

"It's come to this, do you want to be a slave of the demons?"

"You...... In this way, does Bi Guichen know? ”

The emperor finally realized his stupidity, he lured the wolves into the house again and again, and hoped that the wolves would fight each other again and again. But he was obviously wrong, they might fight each other, but they would definitely kill themselves first.

"Your demon imprint is getting deeper and deeper, and the time you spend awake every day is getting less and less, do you really want to become a demon and kill all your people when the time comes?" The words of the three absolute old men hit the nail on the head, stabbing the emperor for a long time.

"You...... Why does ...... do things for the demon clan?

The emperor didn't ask this sentence, and the old man of the Three Absolute naturally understood, but the little guy who flapped his wings outside the door didn't understand. It thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, so it decided to go back and ask his master first.

"You have fallen into the devil, and you can't go back to the state of being a simple person, I help you turn into a demon, but it is just to let you live soberly." The old man sighed, some people are self-inflicted, it is good to be alive, and they are also kind. He looked at the door, and there seemed to be a strange aura flashing through him.

Also in the Imperial City, the small life of the lonely is good. The family has a big business from the door, even if the business on the surface is gone, many industries in the imperial city also belong to the door, and Ziyuan Zhenren sighed more than once that it was a wise choice to come to him.

At this moment, Liluo is like a rich man, drinking slowly with a teacup in his hand, listening to the parrot's small nonsense reply. After chattering for a long time, Ziyuan Zhenren was confused, and when he went to see Muyang Zhenren, he was still expressionless.

"Interesting." Liluo touched his white beard and smiled incomprehensibly.

"How's the palace?" Ziyuan Zhenren is a little anxious, what is the interesting thing, let's have fun together.

"The emperor probably can't do it." Liluo paused, "But someone can turn him from a demon into a demon." ”

"Who's that powerful?" Ziyuan Zhenren was shocked and stood up.

"Who else do you think is so powerful in the palace?"

"Didn't Qiu'er go to disaster relief......

Ziyuan Zhenren whispered, and was glared at by Muyang Zhenren before the words fell. How did he do Master, dare to say anything?

"I ...... I'm just whispering. Ziyuan Zhenren shrank his head, as if he remembered something again, "This Holy River flood, I don't know if it can trigger Qiu'er's godhead." ”

"I'm afraid it's been triggered, that's why the palace is so nervous." Muyang Zhenren has always been so calm.

"Listen to me, can you still guess who it is?" Lord Liluo was left out in the cold, and his heart was unhappy. Didn't he just accept a god as an apprentice, looking at his apprentice's stupid appearance, it is estimated that he will not be able to discover his identity until he dies.

"Three Absolute Old Men?" Muyang Zhenren is calm because he is calm, so he analyzes it thoroughly. Even the Demon Lord and the Demon King are difficult to easily turn a demon into a demon, and the identity of the Three Absolute Old Men is not simple.

"It's him." Liluo touched his chin, so people like Muyang are boring, and there is no suspense at all when they live for so long. He took out a letter from his arms, "The letter from Guichen said that there is a green dragon in the Wei River, but I am afraid that it is the godhead of your precious apprentice." She asked why there were still water monsters in the Qinglong Town Guard, you two know why not? ”

"Could it be the meaning of the Demon King?" Ziyuan Zhenren pondered for a moment, "Speaking of which, I also received a letter from Qiu'er, saying that I had a dream, and it was about the Linglong chess game. ”

"Another Linglong chess game?" This time, even Muyang Zhenren is not calm. This chess game is very interesting, and the only ancestral training left by the ancestors of Ukiyo Mountain is to solve the Linglong chess game. However, they sent many disciples one after another, but they couldn't solve it. Therefore, there are many exquisite chess game drawings left in the mountains, and the leisure and entertainment in the mountains are mainly chess. Although everyone was devastated, the ancestral teachings had to be followed, so Ukiyo Mountain still sent a group of disciples every three years.

"I don't think it's as simple as it seems." The fall continues to be unfathomable.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Ziyuan Zhenren is always more lively in front of his peers, "You have to unravel it to know its deep meaning." ”

"Not necessarily." Muyang Zhenren thought for a moment, "As soon as Xiaoqiu saw his godhead that night, a dream appeared, this kind of coincidence is very unusual. "They all know that Murong Qiu doesn't dream anymore, but he suddenly dreamed of a Linglong chess game, could it have something to do with him turning into a god?

Regarding Murong Qiu's identity, Ziyuan Zhenren didn't know it when he first saw him. Murong Qiu worshiped the mountain gate at the age of fifteen, and the head of the sect observed him for two hours before welcoming him into the door, which was not common among many disciples. The head didn't try too much, and directly asked him to choose a master. When Murong Qiu elected him, he was a little unhappy, but the head was very surprised, because the head stood among the candidates for the first time.

After the teaching of the technique, Ziyuan Zhenren had to admit that Murong Qiu's talent was very high, but it did not reach the point of meeting it once in a hundred years. It was the head who told Murong Qiu everything when he went down the mountain to play chess. He was stunned at the time, and repeatedly confirmed the truth to the master. That guy does have talent, but how can it be a Protoss?

"How could the Protoss become mortal?" He had a rare gaffe.

"Senior brother should have heard the story of the four guardian beasts stranded in the world."

"That's just a story, if they weren't there, the world would have been ruined."

"Their protective power can last for three thousand years, and the battle of demons is also a once-in-a-three thousand years, so the junior brother can go back and take a good look at the connection."

Ziyuan Zhenren looked depressed, and the senior brother asked him to go back for details, which means that the senior brother himself didn't know. Everyone knows about the demon war that occurs once in 3,000 years, but no one knows that the four guardian beasts are not in the temple, but in the human world, which is simply incredible!

However, there is no limit to the endurance of people, and his apprentice is actually one of the four guardian beasts! He felt that even if he had cultivated immortals for more than two hundred years, he was already on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, only he and the senior brother in charge were present, otherwise he might not have the face to be the elder of Ukiyo Mountain again.

"He's been on earth for 3,000 years, right?" Ziyuan Zhenren spoke with difficulty.

"Pretty much." It was rare for the head of the family to see his junior brother at a loss, and he wanted to laugh. In fact, he was also shocked when he first knew, the man knelt at the foot of the mountain for two hours, and the reincarnation mirror flashed a cyan light for two hours, and then he saw his previous life. Or it was like many worlds ago, the green dragon soaring clouds. Occasionally, dressed in black, he sat on the temple overlooking the world. Occasionally, he turns into a green dragon, fights with demons, and sets up rain. Qing Yan Zhenren was surprised that Lord Qinglong had been in the world for so many years, but he seemed to have no purpose, could it be that he had lost his memory?

He told his junior brother all these doubts, and said that the holy river was the place where the green dragon became a god, and his godhead should be there. Therefore, this time the Holy River flood, Murong Qiu went to the disaster relief, and Ziyuan Zhenren had a premonition that Qinglong's godhead would be awakened. What is it after that, he thought about it, the divine beast woke up, and the demon war that happened once in three thousand years was about to start. The emperor is about to become a demon, the identity of the three absolute old men is unknown, and the demon lord is probably also mixed in the palace, which is really a mess. The Imperial City is probably about to become a battlefield.