The small courtyard is outside the downtown area, separated by a few streets, but it seems to have lost the slightest noise, quiet and quiet, like entering the deep mountains.

The naked eye doesn't seem to see the slightest strangeness, but in fact, this is outside the popularity of the eighth city, outside the city, in the quiet, but like an eye.

When he arrived here, Zhu Dahai was a little uneasy, as if he felt something, grabbed the corner of An Qisheng's clothes, and shook his head again and again: "Don't go, don't go." ”

After going to erysipelas, Zhu Dahai's 'pigdragon' bloodline has awakened again, and his perception of the outside world has become stronger.

At this point, he felt that he had reached the edge of the cliff, and if he took another step, he would be crushed.

"When you go to someone's territory, how can you not see their master?"

An Qisheng patted Zhu Dahai's shoulder and softly soothed the anxiety in his heart.

Squeak~

As he spoke, the door of the small courtyard slowly opened, and a young man with gray temples walked out of the door.

The young man's sideburns were dyed with frost, his eyes were like black jade paint, and when he went out, he first took a deep look at An Qisheng and the two not far away, and his eyes stayed on the little chick held by Zhu Dahai for a moment.

Only to give up:

"Since the gentleman is here, you might as well come in."

This is not a name for monks.

"Hmm."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, and walked into the small courtyard, which is small compared to the big one in the downtown area, but it is not small.

There are pavilions, flowers and plants, and an old tree.

The old tree is about two people hugging, its color is verdant, the crown is like a canopy, and it covers the small half of the courtyard.

In front of the old tree, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, his breath was calm, at first glance, it looked like a mountain peak that stood forever, his spine was like a pillar of heaven, with ups and downs, and it seemed that he was going to turn into a dragon and fly away in the next moment.

"Dad, the gentleman you mentioned is here."

The young man did not salute either, but whispered a word, and stepped aside.

Over there, there was a girl watching the chess game with her chin propped up, and the young man was her opponent.

"Tianjiao City hasn't been so lively for a long time."

The middle-aged man turned to look at An Qisheng and said lightly.

An Qisheng glanced at him, this middle-aged man had a strange appearance, high eyebrows and a broad nose, and his eyes were deep, as bright as a morning star.

A somewhat whitish cloth robe can't hide its peerless demeanor.

This middle-aged man is Emperor Tianding.

This amazing man who stirred up the storm thousands of years ago and had a thousand-year-old grudge with the Heavenly Holy Land and even the three holy lands, Emperor Tianding.

"Isn't it going to be more lively in two years?"

Anderson knew what he was talking about.

Several major sects and the Stygian Moon Holy Land have never stopped tracking him, but they have already chased him to Tianjiao City, but they are just taken by the power of this Tianding Emperor and do not make a move.

In fact, under the calm, there is already an undercurrent.

"yes, it's hilarious."

Emperor Tianding seemed to sigh with some emotion, and sighed with some expectation, and with a wave of his hand, a stone table and two stone benches were pulled up on the ground:

"Sir, it turned out that he should have done the friendship of the landlord, please."

This Tianding Emperor had a gentle attitude, first let An Qisheng sit down, and then said to the young girl in the distance: "Old Fourteen, go and get the pot of wine I hid." ”

"Daddy, I'm busy! Let the fourth brother go. ”

The girl glanced at her own Lao Tzu and glared at her brother: "You don't want to go soon?" When you come back, I'll be left behind! ”

"Ugh."

The young man shook his head: "Fourteen, you said the same thing before and last time, it seems that this game of chess is enough to get my father's funeral." ”

"Phew!"

The girl slapped her brother twice with some unhappiness: "Daddy should be strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive him!" ”

"Then who knows? If he does this, he may not live better than your brother and me. ”

The young man glanced lazily at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glared: "Little cub, why don't you go get me wine?" ”

The young man was helpless, so he got up slowly and walked to the backyard.

"Sir, I am not used to these children."

Emperor Tianding shook his head a little helplessly.

"There are few ancient and modern saint emperors who have such family happiness."

An Qisheng stroked the tabletop, feeling the texture of the stone table, even the stone table rising from the ground, there were layers of formation patterns on it.

No one in Tianjiao City and even Tianding Country knows Emperor Tianding.

This emperor, who has been in Tianjiao City for more than a thousand years, has a total of fourteen sons, thirteen sons and one daughter, but the age gap between these fourteen children is huge.

The small ones are like the fourteen princesses, which are said to be only twenty years, and the big ones are like the four princes, who are only less than 100 years younger than Emperor Tianding.

The hundred-year gap is insignificant in the longevity of the two of them for more than a thousand years.

There doesn't seem to be a big error in saying it's 'peers'.

Of course, this is not unusual.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a father and son who were geniuses in the sky, and the father was only less than 20 years older than the son.

It should have been a peer rivalry, but it became a rivalry between father and son, both crowned kings, and lived for thousands of years, and now it is still cited as a beautiful talk.

"Holy Emperor......

Emperor Tianding smiled and asked instead, "Mr. has been in Tianjiao City for a few days, I don't know how I feel?" ”

An Qisheng stared at the Tianding Emperor in front of him, and the scenes in the city flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Tianjiao City is prosperous like a fire cooking oil, the people and the monks live in harmony, and even to some extent, there are no ordinary people, even ordinary people, they have not weak blood,

All kinds of facilities and formations are also the top he has seen when he comes to this realm.

It's a pity that from the little clues in the memory of Zheng Longqiu and others, he can deduce that when the Zhuwangtai is opened two years later, there will inevitably be a shocking rebellion.

The hat of the first contemporary person in Dongzhou is tall and big enough, but it is already in danger underneath.

After thinking about it, he spoke: "Dry bones in the grave." ”

Quiet!

The small courtyard suddenly fell silent.

The delicate girl was also attracted to attention, and a pair of beautiful eyes were fixed on An Qisheng, facing her father, there were very few people who dared to say so.

"Dry bones in the grave ......"

Emperor Tianding chewed these four words slightly, and he was not angry, but just nodded and smiled slightly: "Sir, these four words are used appropriately." ”

He has not been out of Tianjiao City for a thousand years, with himself as the eye, supporting the entire Tianjiao City, and using Tianjiao City to move with popularity, it seems that even the three major holy lands and several major sects are helpless.

In fact, the crisis is never far away, and is even getting closer.

The words 'dry bones in the grave' describe him very appropriately.

"Here comes the wine."

The fourth prince of Tianding walked slowly with a white jade wine jug, interrupting the conversation between the two.

This Tianding thousand-year-old prince, of course, is still in awe of this Lao Tzu, and poured a glass of wine for the two of them, before looking at An Qisheng:

"Sir has looked carefully, but I would like to know what Sir thinks of the whole Dongzhou?"

The predicament of Tianjiao City, of course, they themselves knew it very well.

"Hundreds of countries in the Eastern Continent, hundreds of millions of people, the land of the human race, the paradise of monks, and the purgatory of mortals."

An Qisheng pondered for a moment and gave an answer.

The territory of Dongzhou is vast, there are more than 100 dynasties like Tianding, and there are many small countries that are not among them, although the land is vast and sparsely populated, but because its territory is large enough, the population is also very large.

And because the sect that really rules the dynasty, the Holy Land does not compete with ordinary people for profit, and needs a large number of people to serve it, and most of them can eat a mouthful of food.

However, after all, it is a monk's paradise.

"Monk's Paradise, Mortal Purgatory......"

The eyes of the fourth prince and the Tianding Emperor were all moving, they had asked many people such questions, but it was the first time they had heard someone comment on 'purgatory'.

"People have a place to live and something to eat, why does Mr. still think it's purgatory?"

The fourth prince looked subtle and continued to ask.

"Hope only depends on God, and it is naturally purgatory."

An Qisheng looked calm and replied indifferently.

The Wanyang Realm was the most heavily solidified world he had ever seen, and the Jiufu Realm and the Dao of the Human World were far from being able to compare with it.

For 30 million years from ancient times, including his body, everyone has the blood of a 'prince and holy emperor'.

What this means is self-evident.

The biggest way for ordinary people in this world to turn over is to be 'talented'.

Otherwise, you will end up crawling in the world.

The monk is too high, the person is too low, the gap between the two is so big that the monk fights and suffers from the pond fish, and mortals will only sigh that their lives are not good.

And how many monks are there in Dongzhou?

"Once upon a time, I asked an elder, saying that the way of the world is like this, but is it what the Holy Emperors want?"

Emperor Tianding fell into contemplation with a wisp of memory:

"The elder said, it is not easy to live, and now Dongzhou, Kyushu, and behind the prosperity of the human race, there are the bones of the sages like mountains......

"That's a good point."

An Qisheng nodded.

The Wanyang Realm has been 30 million years, but since the first generation of Tianzun practiced the true form until the Nine Realms were completed, the true hegemony of the human race was established.

But before that, the human race, which had been pregnant for a long time, had a sparse population, and had a long period of growth, was always at the bottom.

The average person in the Wanyang Realm is pregnant for four and a half years, and when they are born, they are extremely weak and ignorant.

Moreover, if you don't practice, you still have no power to restrain the chicken.

There is no advantage over other alien races who are born extraordinary and have a greater number.

To be able to get to this day step by step, of course, it is not by being gentle and humble, and the bones of the sages of the past generations are piled up, which is indeed true.

This is the case in the Wanyang Realm, and the Tao of the world is like this, even if it is the Jiufu Realm and Xuanxing, it is still like this.

"And then?"

Seeing that Emperor Tianding was silent in thought, An Qisheng also seemed a little curious.

Then, I said, five years of pregnancy, from babbling to toddler, from learning to learn to grow up, it takes 20 years! Is it just to live with such a difficult growth? ”

Emperor Tianding let out a long sigh:

"To live is never just to live, nor should you live for the sake of monks......"

"That elder is the Elder of the Separated Holy Land that you killed, right?"

Anqisheng was thoughtful.

Emperor Tianding was originally the first true legend thousands of years ago from the Heavenly Holy Land, and his talent was peerless, and he was invincible in the same generation at that time, and he had the hope of becoming the first head of the Heavenly Holy Underground Sect.

No one understands why he defected.

At this time, he somewhat understood that this Emperor Tianding was an 'outlier', an outlier among the monks.

It is no wonder that until now, Emperor Tianding has been considered by many monks to be a madman, a madman, and a person who has gone mad.

"That's my father, his master."

The fourth prince glanced at the expressionless Emperor Tianding, with a hint of tiredness in his eyes: "Is it really worth it to kill the teacher and apostasy?" ”

"Some people call for wind and rain, enjoy all the glory and wealth, and have a thousand years of life, some people are poor and sick, taste the warmth and coldness of the world, but only have dozens of longevity......."

Emperor Tianding stood up and looked at the sky with his hands in his hands: "All things are born impartial, there is no superiority, why do they divide people into three, six, nine and so on?"

Standing above the bones of the sages of the past stood a group of demons, like huge and friendless worms, gnawing at the flesh and blood of the human race and devouring the hopes of countless people......

This is a greater sin than an alien invasion! ”