Lu Jue looked at the direction where Shusheng left suspiciously, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Feng Yewu.

"Although my father was fortunate to meet Kong Mo when he met the first emperor, but he was very old, and he didn't feel that his appearance had changed much during this meeting, why did His Majesty ask so much."

Feng Yewu sighed slightly and spoke.

"Kong Mo is a book saint, although the Lone King has never seen him before, but this meeting always feels a little different from what he imagined."

Lu Jue listened to Feng Yewu's words, smiled awkwardly, and spoke.

"It's normal for Your Majesty to feel this way, after all, when Your Majesty was proclaimed emperor, he was also one of the opponents at that time."

"Opponents?"

Back then, Feng Yewu enveloped the seven kings, called himself the emperor, hundreds of officials in the court, and the fame of all places was very disappropriated.

The woman is called the emperor through the ages.

Kong Mo, who can become a book saint, has an outdated concept, and when he heard that Feng Yewu was called the emperor, he naturally wouldn't be the first to agree.

"But today he doesn't seem to have any obvious rejection."

Feng Yewu recalled Kong Mo's words and deeds, and seemed to be polite to herself, and she didn't mean to be offended.

Lu Jue listened to Feng Yewu's question, but nodded in agreement, and then thought of something and spoke.

"Your Majesty, do you remember that when you first met Mr. Kong, he said that you have the appearance of the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, maybe this is the reason?"

Feng Yewu listened to Lu Jue's words, and looking at his serious appearance, it didn't seem like he was joking.

Lu Jue smiled and opened his mouth to explain.

"Kong Mo is a Heavenly Mandate Sage, the aura emanating from his body, ordinary people will only feel the pressure and heavy, and there is a sense of worship, and the evil people will feel uncomfortable and irritable, and only Your Majesty, I observe that you not only do not have a trace of discomfort, but even have some enjoyment, maybe this is his so-called Heavenly Mandate Emperor."

Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue mention how he felt at that time, and he also recalled that he did feel warm all over his body at that time, and there was not the slightest pressure or discomfort.

"King Gu just felt in his heart that as a sage sitting in Kyoto, he came here so easily but said something that was not very painful... Maybe the lonely king is worried too much. ”

Feng Yewu shook her head slightly and sighed softly.

... ...

After the scholar Kong Mo came out of the palace, he walked out into the street with a smile on his face, and suddenly there was a slight fluctuation around his figure.

The air became extremely blurry, Kong Mo changed his appearance, his long green hair, and his original beard disappeared.

"Poison Saint, you dare to return to Beijing without the Holy Emperor."

It turned out that the person who entered the palace to meet Feng Yewu turned out to be the Poison Saint Yi Rong in the Northern Frontier, and behind him, the real scholar Kong Mo was staring at him with cold eyes, and scolded in a low voice.

After all, the streets are full of pedestrians now, and Kong Mo is also afraid that his voice will be too loud and directly scare passers-by on the side.

The two great sages of the Ye Dynasty are now gathered in Kyoto, and once this news spreads, it will inevitably cause suspicion from all walks of life.

"Holy Palace? Do you still want the first emperor to crawl out of the grave and give Lao Tzu an edict? ”

Poison Saint Ou Yu turned his head to look at Kong Mo behind him, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for the Shusheng's stopping, he would have been flying away with his beloved at ease.

Now that the two of them meet, they both look extremely resentful.

"Be bold, dare to speak disrespectfully to the first emperor!"

Kong Mo glared angrily at Ou Yu, who was full of provocation in front of him, and was angry in his heart, but he couldn't make a move.

Ou Yu saw through Kong Mo's heart at a glance, knowing that he was in Kyoto, even if he Kong Mo was angry, he could only bear it and didn't dare to make a move.

"You two little rabbit cubs, now that Ye Chao is invading the alien race, are you still in the mood to fight here?"

Just as the two saints were facing each other, a rough voice suddenly sounded in the hearts of the two, which was a secret transmission.

When Ou Yu and Kong Mo heard the voice of the person who transmitted the sound, their eyes were shocked, and after looking at each other, they actually showed a trace of cowardice.

"Get out of here."

Outside Kyoto, Murong Hai was sitting in a pergola, pouring wine alone, and Qian Jingxi, the king of Xiyue, stood beside him with a helpless expression.

Now the three saints of the Ye pilgrimage have all appeared in Kyoto.

After a while, Ou Yu and Kong Mo stood respectfully under the pavilion, saluted slightly to Murong Hai, and spoke.

"Meet Senior Murong."

Murong Hai was the first person to become a saint in the Ye Dynasty, and he was also the most powerful existence among the three.

The first emperor and the eight vassal kings all grew up under his care, and Kong Mo and Ou Yu were a little jealous of his existence.

Although they are all saint cultivators, no one knows how strong Murong Hai is.

Qian Jingxi looked at the respected Book Saint and Poison Saint in the past, and now they are all like herself, and she doesn't dare to take a breath in the face of Murong Hai's atmosphere, and she can't help but feel funny in her heart.

It is rumored that the Ye Dynasty was just a small border country back then, and the sages of several major foreign races had joined forces to destroy the Ye Dynasty.

It was Murong Hai who single-handedly confronted several great sages on the sea, and finally killed two of them, and finally the three of them fled.

Among these three people, they are the sacrifices of the Tidi clan, the Secret Guest Sage of Dongyi, and the Gu Sage of Nanban.

As for the two people who died, the country they represented in the end is now long gone.

"Hmph, do you still have me as a senior in your eyes?"

Murong Hai snorted coldly, put down the wine glass in his hand, and glanced at Ou Yu and Kong Mo, with a strong sense of blame, which made both of them tremble slightly in their hearts.

... ...

In the domain of King Changwu, Chen Sinian had just returned to the domain, and he was the first to return to the palace.

Princess Changwu died in childbirth in her early years, and then Chen Sinian did not continue the string, many people thought that he was obsessed with martial arts, and then slowly forgot about it.

After Chen Sinian arrived at the palace, he went to the backyard alone, walked to the rockery and slapped his palm on the stone wall, and then the rockery cracked a gap, and then the fish rushed in.

After Chen Sinian entered, the crack closed on its own.

As he walked around a long, narrow and twisted staircase, a secret chamber came into view.

"Are the Tidis here again?"

A voice came from the corner of the chamber, like a woman's voice, but it was rougher than a normal woman's voice.

As the voice asked, there was a sound of chains shaking.

Chen Sinian moved a chair casually, sat down quietly, and then squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the corner of the secret room.

There was a huge iron cage, each pillar as thick as two adults' arms.

In the cage, a huge figure with gray and white skin turned out to be a Tidi woman, looking at Chen Sinian with a very haggard face, although there were scars all over her body, her eyes were very indifferent.

"Looks like you've guessed it."