Since he is not the Demon Emperor, he is the emperor of the human race, and he is completely out of line in terms of year, so this text is a bit intriguing when it appears here, could it be that there are still people who have been to the divine realm before him, and have left their own marks in the emperor's former residence with great magical powers?

If this is really the case, then this person is too bullish, even if he is not an emperor, he is also a quasi-emperor, otherwise it is impossible to leave his mark in the residence of the emperor supreme.

Wang Ping's eyes were blackened by these ten words, and he didn't know what he should do for a while, so he stood at the door of the room of the emperor and the supreme man.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ping finally sorted out the context, according to the translation he had read on the earth, these ten words came from the fifth chapter of Lao Tzu's classic classic "Tao Te Ching", which means that the way of heaven sees all things like a lost grass dog, and there is no distinction between high and low, and it means that everyone is treated equally.

But there is an irony in these inscriptions here, if this is really the case, how can there be primeval creatures of humanoids? How can there be a distinction between the supreme emperor and the ordinary untouchable?

Therefore, these words can only be said by people who are in a high position and are overwhelmed by the cold in a high place, and when they cannot reach immortality, when they cannot expect true immortals, they will sigh that the way of heaven is fair to people and all things, because although they have reached such a height, they still have no chance with immortality.

After sorting out these, Wang Ping's state of mind has risen to a new level, which is invisibly beneficial to the cultivation of the state of mind, but Wang Ping doesn't know it yet.

Turning his gaze from here to the stone bed, Wang Ping was shocked again, his eyes stayed on the head of the stone bed, only to see a small rattle carved on the stone wall above the head of the bed, just like Wang Ping's childhood toys, next to this rattle there is a little girl with pigtails and a little boy wearing a small belly pocket image, although the pen is very simple, just like a child's graffiti, but Wang Ping broke out in a cold sweat, he finally knew whose territory he had broken into.

Through the ages, the first empress, Luo Jiuying!

This is the territory of Luo Jiuying, the first empress of the ages, and the place where Luo Jiuying once lived in seclusion, no wonder, the people of the three sects regard it as their lives, if they can get the inheritance of the first empress of the ages, even a little bit is enough to make themselves across the vast continent.

Wang Ping knew that the first empress of the ages was still on a nameless desert island, at that time, there was a girl named Luo Jiuyou who challenged herself, because she was too similar to the first empress of the ages, so she agreed that she was the heir of the empress, and at that time he knew that the first empress of the ages was a toy-like rattle.

Staring at the Yiqiē here, Wang Ping felt that he should not use this place, because once he used this place, it would inevitably disturb the tranquility here, and presumably Luo Jiuying didn't want to see his former residence stained with blood and killing.

Wang Ping silently saluted the emperor's supreme, and then withdrew from the stone house, and the guards were still sticking to their posts with due diligence.

"Yes, you are very serious, I will tell the truth to the head of the house."

Wang Ping smiled slightly, and nodded to the members of the Qingshan Sect, these guards suddenly blossomed in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it on their faces, because everyone knew that Li was unfair and moody, looking at you now, if you look happy, maybe he will think that you are proud, and he will be able to turn his face immediately.

"Congratulations to Elder Li!"

This time, not only the people of the Qingshan Sect, but even the disciples of the Holy Light Sect and the Danhuo Sect bowed down together, lest this big-mouthed elder crook his mouth in front of his own sect leader would be enough to drink a pot of his own.

How did they know that this Elder Li was an impostor, and he didn't dare to meet with the master at all, in case he bumped into the real Li injustice, the joke would be big.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Wang Ping was noncommittal, and after a shout, he drifted away step by step, leaving them looking at each other.

"Do you think Elder Li will say a few kind words for us in front of the master?"

One of the Castle Peak Sect disciples whispered unconfidently to his companion.

"It should be, although Elder Li has a strange temper and is moody, he is still very serious, Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, and he didn't see our appearance, he should have a few kind words for us."

"If only that were the case, I really don't want to be here anymore, I really want to go back and enjoy it for a few days."

"Who's to say it isn't? My little orchid doesn't know how many mouths she stole behind my back, watch me go back and clean up this, I have to let her beg for mercy under Lao Tzu's crotch! ”

As they spoke, the group gradually digressed and let out bursts of treacherous laughter.

The disciples of the Holy Light Sect and the Danhuo Sect are no better, they are all on duty together, usually chatting and chatting about nothing, and after what they can say, they can only talk to each other about this topic.

After coming out of the stone house, Wang Ping didn't go too far, he stopped a hundred miles away, found a hidden place to rest casually, and thought about how to capture one first with lightning speed, and it would be much easier to divide and conquer the remaining two.

However, this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is not so simple to do, and it must be planned carefully.

Sitting cross-legged next to a stream, Wang Ping carefully and step by step deliberated on every feasible step, a bold idea gradually formed in his mind, Wang Ping applauded his plan, as long as he was cautious, there was definitely a great hope of success.

Seeing that it was already the sun in the west, Wang Ping hadn't eaten yet, so he caught two fish directly in the creek, and wanted to drink a delicious fish soup, but when he touched his storage bag, he found that his pot seasoning or something had been taken away by Lan Lan, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, could he not eat fish and give birth?

But even if you eat yusheng, you have to have some seasonings and sauces, and now I have nothing, and the fish can't be eaten, so I simply released it, and looked for a few sweet potatoes in the deep forest to roast.

After eating, Wang Ping rearranged all the steps in his mind again, taking into account every emergency, in case of an accident, there are emergency measures.

As soon as he felt that nothing was wrong, Wang Ping changed his body, from an elder who was unjust to a redbeard who was slaughtered by himself, except for the different clothes, the rest were the same, and even Wang Ping imitated his eyes to the fullest.

That's right, he wants to take a risk, use Redbeard's identity to get close to the nearest Qingshan Sect's Li Injustice, and then kill him by surprise, and then it will be much more convenient to act with Li Injustice's identity.