Xianyu pricked up his ears and listened for a long time without hearing a reason, but just when he was drowsy, he fixed the dust abbot and said: "In that battle back then, although we said that the three palaces of the cult were severely damaged, we were also not badly damaged." I think that although the three demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Evil Spirit Valley, and the Ghost Mountain were seriously injured and dying back then, I didn't see them die with my own eyes. Since then, the cult Sannomiya has retreated to the bitter cold land of the extreme north, and there has been no news again. We don't know what they are doing now, and if they enter rashly, I'm afraid it will be a disadvantage to us. ”

As soon as Hyunwoo heard about the Demon Sect Sannomiya, he became interested, and his favorite thing to do in front of him was to listen to his grandfather tell him stories. Xuan Ranzi listened to Chen's words, his brows furrowed even tighter, and said: "Yes, although we hit the three of them hard, weren't you and I also seriously injured?" I'm afraid it's ...... now," Xuan Ranzi paused and continued: "Thinking of that battle back then, I will still be awakened when I dream back at midnight today. There were so many people who died, and too much blood flowed. Eight hundred years ago, more than fifty out of ten disciples of our three sects died. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a big loss of vitality. ”

Kong Hongru sighed and sat back in the chair after hearing Xuanran and Chen, and Xianyu could be regarded as hearing some eyebrows when he heard this. Eight hundred years ago, something must have happened to the three schools of righteousness and the evil path. And it must be an earth-shattering event. If it weren't for that, the three respected people in this hall would not have been so sad eight hundred years ago.

When Zhengdao Xianyu wanted to continue listening, he only heard Xuan Ranzi say to the disciples: "You juniors must step back first, and you will not be allowed to enter without our summons." Lichen and Kong Hongru also nodded, and the disciples had to retreat in response. Hyunwoo pursed his lips and said, "Every time you say something, you let people out, if that's the case, why do you want people to go in?" Hyunwoo is still standing in the corner and looking at the boundless sea of clouds, although the sea of clouds has not changed, but Hyunwoo just can't see enough. Inadvertently, Hyunwoo's eyes skimmed to the other end, where a woman in white stood still. The man's white clothes were fluttering, and the green silk that hung down to his waist fluttered gently in the wind, like a fairy descending to the earth. Such a fairy-like person, who else can there be if it is not the Oriental Dance? It's just that Hyun-woo was only stunned when he saw this figure again, and he wasn't as stupid as he was when he saw her like this. As Xianyu said, Dongfang Tilting Dance is just a woman in his eyes. After looking at it for a while, Hyunwoo took his eyes off Dongfang Dance.

"Senior brother, are you curious about what happened eight hundred years ago?" A familiar voice came into Hyunwoo's ears, and Hyunwoo didn't have to turn around to know who this person was.

"Senior brother really knows my thoughts, and there is no way to be curious. Uncle Shi and his old man kicked us all out, making it clear that he didn't want us to know about this. Hyun Woo said with a bitter face.

Xiao Hanfeng smiled mysteriously and said, "I also know the secret of this, do you want to hear it, junior brother?" ”

Xianyu's eyes lit up and said, "Naturally, I want to hear it, senior brother, let's listen to it." Xianyu's anxious appearance caused Xiao Hanfeng to laugh loudly, and the others also looked this way. Two people had already walked towards it, and Hyunwoo was no stranger to them. These two people are Ma Fei and Su Wen, and it just so happens that both of them tried against Xianyu yesterday.

"Two junior brothers, you came at the right time. I'm about to tell you about 800 years ago with Brother Xianyu, and you two must know a little bit about it. Xiao Hanfeng glanced at the two of them and said with a smile.

Su Wen shook his head and sighed: "Eight hundred years ago, I heard Master say that it was an extremely tragic battle......

Su Wen leaned on the stone pillar and began to talk about the battle eight hundred years ago, and Xiao Hanfeng did not stop him from continuing to talk. Hyunwoo's ears were erected, and Lao Gao listened carefully. It turns out that 800 years ago, the hinterland of the Three Palaces of the Evil Dao and the Three Sects of the Righteous Path, the Dongsheng Haotu, was a good place for cultivating the Tao because the hinterland was Duoling Mountain. However, in the evil way, people act too much to hurt the heavens. They sometimes plague the mortal people, and the righteous people can't see it and end up fighting with them. The battle was earth-shattering, with corpses strewn all over the field and rivers of blood. Tens of thousands of disciples of the three sects of the righteous path lost as much as fifty or sixty percent in that battle, and the evil path naturally did not get any benefits, and the disciples under the three palaces were almost completely killed, and at most only two percent were left. The three demons of the Three Palaces were severely injured and dying by the masters of the righteous path such as Xuan Ranzi and Lichen, and were rescued by their disciples desperately. Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and the three sects of the righteous path showed compassion when they saw that the evil path was dead and wounded, and in the end they only forced it into the bitter cold land of the extreme north, and did not annihilate it all. In the last 800 years, the five countries in the hinterland of the Eastern Sage will never see cult disciples again.

Hyunwoo seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his eyes looked ahead with empty eyes, and the shouting and killing sound from eight hundred years ago seemed to sound in his ears. Just when Hyunwoo was fascinated, Xiao Hanfeng patted him on the shoulder again before pulling Hyunwoo out of meditation in a daze. Xianyu looked at the three senior brothers in front of him, let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Today, the three sects are gathering, is it possible that there will be another earth-shattering battle?" When Hyun Woo asked this, all three of them frowned.

"Amitabha, whether it is or not, as long as we do what we should do, it is. When they come, we will fight, and if they don't come, we will wait and take precautions, so there is no difference between coming and not coming. Just when Xiao Hanfeng and the three of them were stunned, they only heard one voice say.

Xiao Hanfeng came back from his contemplation and turned his head to look, and when he saw someone coming, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it turns out to be the two senior brothers of Fakong and Fawu." Xiao Hanfeng said and glanced at Xianyu, and Xianyu hurriedly stepped forward and said to the two disciples of Changfo Palace: "Xianyu has seen two senior brothers. "One of the two little monks looks very handsome, and the other is slightly chubby and looks very kind.

The handsome little monk looked at Xianyu and nodded, "This Daoist junior student has a good backbone, and he must be able to do something in the future." He walked around Xianyu and said softly: "Senior brother, how can you have the spirit of the imperial road, it's weird." ”

Xiao Hanfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Senior Brother Fakong, you are mistaken, my junior brother has a miserable background, how can he have any imperial spirit?" ”

It's no wonder that Xiao Hanfeng is wrong, Xianyu is a little beggar, and he has nothing to do with the emperor's anger. Fakong pronounced a Buddha horn and said, "Well, maybe the little monk is wrong." ”

Xianyu asked Ma Fei beside him suspiciously: "Senior brother, what is the qi of the imperial road?" ”

Ma Fei smiled and said: "The so-called imperial qi is the dragon qi that only the emperor's son of heaven or his heirs can have. According to legend, the true emperor of the world is one of the two sons born to the mother of heaven and earth. One of his two sons is the lord of the heavenly realm, that is, the legendary emperor of heaven, and the other should be the emperor of the world. It's just that the emperor of this world is different from the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven can live forever. It is said that the mother of heaven and earth made the emperor in charge of the world more like a human being, so she let him suffer from reincarnation. Therefore, the emperors of all dynasties in the world are not necessarily the reincarnations of the sons born of the mother of heaven and earth, that is to say, they are not the real emperors of the world. The real emperor of the mortal world, it must be the great wisdom to dominate the world. Its status can be said to be equal to that of the Emperor of Heaven, and it should not be underestimated. Xianyu was secretly speechless when he heard it, he never thought that the emperor of this world was actually the same as the emperor of heaven.

Xianyu was extremely smart, he thought for a while and asked, "Senior brother, that side is divided into the Eastern Sage Empire's Xiaoyao Dynasty today, the Great Yin Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty. Does it mean that the real emperor has not yet appeared? If he had appeared, the world might not have been the Five Kingdoms. ”

"Senior brother is really smart, that's right, if the real emperor of the world appears, it won't be the Five Kingdoms, alas, I don't know when the world will be unified, so that the people don't have to suffer anymore." Ma Fei looked at the sky in the distance and sighed.

Xianyu naturally knew what Ma Fei meant, the world is divided into five countries, and it is the people who suffer. Some people's relatives are no longer in the same dynasty as themselves, and countries strictly prohibit each other from crossing each other's borders. Therefore, the relatives who were separated could not see each other, and the people suffered from lovesickness. Xianyu's heart was difficult to calm down for a while, after all, he came from the red dust, which was somewhat different from these disciples who had practiced since childhood. A cultivator's heart should be like water, but Hyunwoo's heart always has a little ripple.

Xianyu muttered: "I was originally a speck of dust in this red dust, but I will float up to this mysterious peak by fate. Since then, I have probably been happy to stay away from the red dust, but how many people in this red dust have a life like mine? ”

Ma Fei was very close to Xianyu, and when he heard Xianyu's exclamation, he smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are wrong, I am already in the red dust, but I am just standing taller." Look at this mysterious peak, 20,000 feet high. But has it reached the fairy world? No, he's still in the red dust, just a little taller. Cultivators like us are not necessarily people who have existed in the world without me, like those brothers and sisters who died 800 years ago, aren't they still a speck of dust in the red dust? ”

Xianyu was stunned for a moment when he heard Ma Fei's words, he looked at Ma Fei carefully and said, "Senior brother is very wise, and junior brother is ashamed of himself." Only then did Xianyu realize that he had lost his eyes, and this Ma Fei didn't just eat peanuts.

Ma Fei laughed and said: "People who have lived for more than two hundred and forty years, if you can't even see through this, you might as well die." Hyunwoo listened to his words, and his eyes unconsciously took two steps back.