King's Throne!

Kufu Realm!

Feeling the vast sea of nostalgia and information in his heart, An Qisheng's heart was filled with emotion.

The past flashes like water in the mirror of my heart.

Zhang Haohao, Zhang Tingting, Tie Shan, Yan Kaiyu, Liuming, Bai Xian'er, Li Ling, Huang Fu, Sun En, Pang Wanyang, Yan Maniac, Mu Qingfeng, Yixiu, Wheel King, Han Weigong, Yun Haitian, Yun Dongliu, Fan Zimin......

All people and things flickered in his heart.

Ever since he knew about the Universe Replacement, he had thoughts in his heart.

If it was really as he expected, the Xuanxing Universe was getting closer to other universes, and even one day it would collide and be compatible like the Emperor Heaven Realm and the Human Dao, what should he do?

And there is only one result, if that day will come sooner or later, then he has to choose, who to come, what world to come!

If you can't change the result, change the process!

This is one of his attempts......

Airplanes~

Like a talisman dotted with stars in the starry sky, An Qisheng's divine will suddenly sank into the ball of light that was imprinted with the world's information.

Or rather, in the anchor point.

And from beginning to end, the Tao in the depths of his soul did not move at all.

......

All the countries of the world are crowned with abundance.

The state of Fengguo, headed by Kaede, is incomparable to Fengzhou, where the ancient capital of 3,000 years is located.

Because, the land of Fengzhou is the dojo of the world's leader kingship, the place of the ancestral court.

In 3,000 years, there is only one city in Fengzhou, its name is Nanliang, and it is also the first city in the world, covering an area of 3,000 miles and a population of more than 40 million.

It is only the place where the city is opened, and the front seat of the mountain has been moved, and there are unparalleled swordsmen who cross the sky and cut out 12 gutters, attracting nine rivers and three rivers.

Yes, there are twelve dragons around the south beam.

Products from the Golden Wolf Country, the Great Yan Country, the Chiyun Country, the Hailou Country, the Dingguo and other countries abound here, and the things of the world gather the prosperity of this city.

This city is the extreme realm of the world!

In the city of Nanliang, tens of millions of buildings, headed by Yangxiao Hall, Baizhang Yangxiao Hall, have become a place that countless people yearn for for thousands of years.

I don't know how many martial arts hawkers, literati and chivalrous warriors, left a good story here to sing the world.

Syllable!

The waking wood was heavily photographed, and the whole house was shocked.

In the Yangxiao Hall, an old man in a green shirt stood in front of the table, and his mouth was like a river: "The book continues the previous text, and the words are in the past!" This time I was talking about it, the heroes gathered in front of the chivalrous gate, and the white-clothed and red-horse came to the dust! ”

The old man had a long beard and a red face, his eyes were shining, and his voice was neither high nor low, but it happened to reach the ears of thousands of guests in Yangxiao Hall, which showed that his internal strength was also quite hot.

But many high-rollers in the hall didn't buy it, and many of them shouted loudly.

"Brother Han, this time you said that there are not 10,000 times, but 8,000 times, why don't we change it?"

Someone even threw out a gold cloud treasure, like lightning flying by, but it fell lightly and landed on the table in front of the old man, showing a deep control of internal force, which made many people secretly good.

"If it were someone else, the old man would definitely not pay attention to it, since he was the elder brother of Wang, then naturally there would be no problem."

The storyteller's eyes lit up, and he skillfully put away the gold ingots, arched his hand, and said, "I don't know what Brother Wang wants to hear?" Lao Han I have been talking about books for 30 years, and I am the best at looking back, and there are a few more times, you can choose one or two. ”

After taking the money, of course it is easy to talk.

"Brother Wang, listen up!"

The old man woke up and slapped the table, and said loudly: "'Thousands of horses are on the snowfield, and the ancestor tries to suppress thousands of troops', 'The wind and sand in the Hanhai Sea are fierce, and the king hunts the heroes'

'In the city of Fengdu, the ancestor descended the dragon'

'Gathering of the Soldiers, Excalibur Twenty-Three'

'The gods in the gossip furnace are fierce, and the gods of heaven and man are the king's power'

"The patriarch said that the world is the law, and the royal power can be the world's teacher", "all countries use the law to herdsmen, and only I use the sword to herd" ......."

The old man's voice was extremely low and rhythmic, and when he said it, it could be described as a painting of color.

But many people in the hall still shook their heads again and again, slandering in their hearts.

They have not heard the legend of the patriarch of royal power, they have heard it 100,000 times, but there are 80,000 times, and it can even be said that there is no one in the world who is not familiar with it, from the emperor and the general to the peddler and pawn.

Pull a random person on the street, and you can also talk about a lot of legends of the royal ancestors, although the old man spoke at a very high level, but the crowd heard too much.

"Brother Han, there are too many things handed down by your ancestor, there are too many in the world, and we all yearn for the legend of the ancestor of the king, but I have heard too much, haven't we? Brother might as well talk about today? ”

The middle-aged man who lost the gold ingots couldn't help but stand up and arch his hand and said.

The legend of the monarch's patriarch should not be able to circulate for so long in theory, but three thousand years ago, there was a hardcore follower of the monarch's patriarch.

The rainbow fart has been filmed for 3,300 years, which can be called the first person in ancient times.

For more than 3,000 years, anyone in the world who wants to eat the bowl of rice of storytelling, the first thing he does when he gets started is to say the way of kingship for ten years.

Otherwise, this bowl of rice will not be stable!

"This ......."

The storyteller hesitated slightly.

"Dude?"

The middle-aged man threw out another ingot of gold, and the crowd of people who watched it secretly smacked their tongues, how amazing is the purchasing power of an ingot of gold?

That is, in this Yangxiao Hall, if it is in other places, it is enough to buy a storyteller for a year and a half.

"So, just say something else?"

The storyteller accepted the gold, thinking that he had almost completed his storytelling task this year, so he no longer hesitated: "In this way, let's talk about it, that Chiyun Kingdom!" ”

Syllable!

Before telling the story, Xingmu slapped the table.

"The king's power hangs in the sword of all countries, and there has been no war for three thousand years! But it is said that in the Golden Wolf Country, there is a martial arts sect with a thirteen-thousand-year inheritance, the Wheel Temple!

It is said that there is a supreme secret method in the Wheel Temple, which is comparable to the King's Power Dao's Ferris Wheel Method' Of course, that secret method is also said to have been passed down by me, cough cough, and the King's Power Dao. ”

"Yo he! But the old brother said that he missed it? ”

There was a shout from someone in the hall.

The storyteller smiled, didn't care, and said loudly: "But it was said that there was a Tianjiao in the Wheel Temple three thousand years ago, whose name was the Wheel King, and everyone who has heard the "Legend of Kingship" should also know, that's right, it is the Wheel King!" ”

"Although the Wheel King was defeated by the patriarch, the patriarch took pity on his talent and let him go, but he didn't want to, the Wheel King was really a genius, and when the foundation was destroyed, he actually realized the wheel rebirth method! After a hundred years, reborn! ”

"Rebirth?!"

As soon as these two words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar, and the middle-aged man also gasped, only to feel that his gold was worth it.

Life expectancy is limited, even if it is a strong person, it is only five hundred years old, this is still today, according to legend, three thousand years ago, the strong person of the divine vein, but three hundred years old!

Even the amazingly talented ancestor of the royal power dao, who opened the nine layers of heaven and man on the divine vein, was only a thousand years old.

People will die after all.

Rebirth, naturally, is the most attractive word.

"That's right, the Wheel Rebirth Method, the Dao of King's Power is also included now!"

There was an outer disciple of the royal power Dao's eyes lit up: "It is said that the inner disciple can choose to practice the Dharma, and I have heard people talk about this exercise!" ”

With the endorsement of the disciples of Wang Quan Dao, everyone's enthusiasm was even higher, and it was not until Xingmu shot again that they regained their calm.

"Judges, don't be noisy, just listen carefully! But it is said that the wheel king was reborn a hundred years after his defeat, but at that time, it was the time when the eight sons of the royal power competed for the king's power, and the heroes of the world were terrified.

The wheel king met the eighth son of the king at the peak, even though he was also a genius, but he was also invincible, and finally died in the second generation of royal power, the ancestor passed on the disciple, Zhang Ting under the patriarch.

And this opened up the 3,300-year-long grudge between the Wheel King and the King's Power! ”

Speaking of this, the storyteller himself was immersed in it, and the hearts of the spectators also fluctuated, and they could not help themselves, sometimes amazed, sometimes choked, sometimes beat their chests, sometimes applauded.

It's only been half an hour, but the wine has already dropped thousands of catties, and the shopkeeper is happy.

“....... The wheel king is old and strong, reborn again and again, cultivated to the end again and again, accumulated from generation to generation, until the ninth time, and finally reached an unprecedented peak!

At that time, the royal sword had escaped into the world, looking for a new generation of royal sword masters, and the wheel king came with the world's divine skills, and the royal power was in an unprecedented crisis for a while......."

Mr. Storyteller looked solemn and immersed in it, only to feel that he was a contemporary king, facing the Wheel King who had cultivated to the supreme martial arts with the ninth heavenly man:

"At this time, a young man rode a donkey to Fengzhou, inherited the luck of the king's power for two thousand years, and was born, a sword and a sword in the nineteen states!"

Rumble!

Like adding fuel to the fire, like thunder and steep explosion, the huge Yangxiao Hall, up and down multiple floors, thousands of drinkers, all boiling!

"Li Taibai!"

"Poetry and painting, sword wine, the most proud in the world!"

"Eternal romance, only too white!"

"Second through the ages, Taibai Patriarch!"

Yangxiao Hall is a hollow circle, with 38 floors up to the floor, and thousands of drinkers have been ignited at once.

The royal power has been inherited so far, and it has been 3,300 years, a hundred years of kingship Taoists, a hundred years of seven sons of kingship, and countless outstanding people.

However, there is only one person who is called by his name, not a king.

That is, Li Taibai!

The second in the ages, Li Taibai, who can be compared with the king's power!

Ignite the five qi in the chest, condense the three flowers on the top, and then open the nine layers of heaven and man on the divine vein, and set foot on the road of heaven and man for future generations.

Moreover, compared with the self-purity of the patriarch of Wang Quan, there are countless romantic stories about this ancestor Li, and his romantic history is still talked about today.

At this point, there is no need to say what Mr. Storyteller said, and the drinkers are talking about it, and there is only Li Taibai in their mouths.

Because no matter what kind of master he encounters Li Taibai, there is only one ending.

"Li Taibai ......"

And just when the voices were in an uproar, a cold snort came, shaking the entire Yangxiao Hall.

Thirty-eight floors of Yangxiao Hall, thousands of drinkers, no matter what their internal strength is, the level of their martial arts, when they hear this cold snort, they are all buzzing in their minds, their hearts are shaking wildly, and they only feel that the blood is flowing backwards, and their hearts are almost shocked out of their throats.

Master!

Big master!

There was silence in Yangxiao Hall, from extreme movement to extreme silence, but for a moment, everyone looked at the door of Yangxiao Hall in shock.

It was two twin youths dressed in black, wearing long knives, with indifferent and cold expressions.

It was one of them who spoke.

"Chiyun's second and third sons?!"

Seeing the visitor, Mr. Storyteller's pupils shrank, and his heart turned into a monstrous wave.

The second and third sons of Chiyun, according to legend, are the geniuses of the Chiyun Kingdom once in a thousand years, one person learns the sword, one person practices the sword, since the age of ten to challenge the masters of various sects, and the year of the establishment, they have both cultivated into Taiyin Wuji.

The two of them have a record of drawing with the Yin and Yang Infinite Grandmaster, and they can be called the top of the younger generation.

And what's even more terrifying is the man behind them.

White-clothed Qi Kong.

One, in the year of the weak crown, he cultivated Yin and Yang Wuji, and set foot on the nine layers of heaven and man, and was called the second kingship by the Chiyun Kingdom, and the supreme pride of Taibai who was reborn!

The second and third sons of Chiyun are Qi Kong's servants, one of them carries a knife for him, and the other holds a sword for him.

Jingle bell~

The wind blows the copper bells, the white clothes enter the eyes, and the people are like smoke.

Standing outside the door of Yangxiao Hall.

No one could see how he had come to be, as if he had stood there since time immemorial, and the scattered sunlight fell from behind him into the Howling Hall, but not even his shadow shone out.

Standing upright!

"Good work, deserve a reward!"

The sound is like a clear spring flowing, the words are like the wind blowing a camel bell, such as the wind and sand outside the plug and the flowing water of the small bridge, and the voice that cannot say the charm echoes in the Yangxiao Hall:

"Ah Er, Ah San, do you say?"

"The master said yes, that's it."

The two black-clothed youths who were exactly the same responded in unison:

"No, it's too."

"Gone, gone."

Before the people arrived, they had gone far away, and with the wind chimes 'jingling', they gradually drifted away until they could no longer be heard.

There was a dead silence in the Yangxiao Hall, until the wind chimes were far away, and everyone woke up like a dream, looking at each other, all of them wet their clothes with cold sweat.

"Not good!"

The storyteller glanced at the two ingots of gold that appeared on the table in front of him at some point, and just breathed a sigh of relief, his face changed greatly: "Qi Konglai, I'm afraid I'm going to Wangquan Mountain!" ”

Shocked, appalled!

The hall was full of earthquakes, and almost all of the thousands of drinkers thought of something one after another, and suddenly swarmed down from their respective floors, rushing out, heading towards the Wangquan Mountain outside Nanliang City.

Chasing the legend, they are going to witness the legend!

Dressed in white, he came across the horse and traveled 80,000 miles, wanting to challenge the king's power!

This news shook the entire Fengzhou, Dafeng Kingdom, and even the world at an unimaginable speed!

Countless people rushed at the fastest speed, but no matter how fast the news spread, it was not as fast as Qi Kong's.

Before the sunset, in front of the mountain gate of the royal power road, the strongest challenger of the millennium was ushered in after the wheel king.

"I don't know the way of kingship, how many masters are there?"

Qi Kong stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the top of the Wangquan Mountain, and said loudly: "Red Cloud Qikong, come to worship the mountain!" ”

The sound exploded, like thunder out of the mountain, and the mighty sound waves instantly echoed in the sky, shaking the Wangquan Mountain, which is growing day by day, and is now as high as 3,400 zhang high.

The countless martial arts people who followed behind him raised their heads in shock, only to see the wind and clouds rolling above the sky, the air waves like mountains and seas, rolling in all directions, the momentum was huge, and it could be heard for thousands of miles!

"Qikong Baishan?"

Towering and towering, like the mountain gate of the royal power road standing in the clouds, a person sat in front of the Taiji diagram, slowly opened his eyes, and there was a ripple in the eyes as deep as the sea:

"Chiyun Tianjiao, who has inherited the inheritance of the Wheel King?"

The Taoist muttered to himself slightly, and was about to speak, when his heart suddenly shook, and he suddenly got up, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw the statue of the patriarch who had gone through three thousand three hundred years of wind, frost, rain and snow in front of the mountain gate of the royal power.

Suddenly, it shines.

Airplanes~~~

The divine light was like a pillar, and the brilliance that burst out in an instant dyed the clouds and mist in the sky into a golden yellow, and the indescribable aura suddenly flattened the clouds.

The thundercloud storm caused by the change of qi in the sky has not even approached, and has been torn apart by the golden light of the Dao.

And, almost at the same time, the seven kingdoms of Dafeng Baizhou, Chiyun and other countries, countless cities, countless Taoist temples, and countless statues of the ancestors of the king's power all buzzed and shook.

burst out like a pillar of divine light like a heavenly sword, tearing through the sky and reaching Xiaohan.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth shook!

"The Patriarch Manifestation?"

Contemporary kings are full of breath and mood.

"Huh?!"

At the foot of the Wangquan Mountain, Qi Kong was looking at the sky from afar, and when he saw the breath, his eyes couldn't help but be shocked: "The contemporary kingship Taoist is so terrifying? ”

This breath is like the sea and the sky, the terrifying and boundless, it is simply not all in the world, it is said that the contemporary royal power Taoist people are just ordinary among the kings of the past generations, and they are so strong?

Couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, but at this point, he had no reason to retreat.

Not only did he not retreat, but he also took a step forward and opened his voice again, and the sound wave was ten times higher: "Red clouds and clouds, come to worship the mountain!! ”

The sound waves were mighty above the mountain tops, and the clouds and mist of the earthquake were rolling.

But in the next moment, Qi Kong couldn't hold it anymore until his color changed.

Because, as the divine light shone on the sky, on the top of the majestic mountain, thousands of voices with different timbres, but equally powerful, suddenly reverberate:

"Patriarch?!"