"Throw that thing away from your shoulder, you have to carry it all the way afar, are you suggesting that I'm going to leave you a whole corpse?"

Xuanyuan Duzun saw Ye Congwen walking over carrying a sarcophagus, and his brows couldn't help jumping, he was old, and he was the most taboo to see this kind of hoodoo. ap..

I couldn't help but sneer.

"Your Majesty the Martial Emperor, I know that you are old and more taboo about such things. But when you hear what I have to say, when you know what this coffin is made of, you will know my good intentions."

Ye Congwen saw Xuanyuan Duzun frowning inadvertently, and immediately guessed his thoughts, and without waiting for him to object, he continued:

"This is the legendary basalt, and it is rumored that the giants of the Immortal Venerable Realm have been proud to have it as a tombstone.

I went through a lot of hardships, searched thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally dug a piece of basalt in the true dragon's lair. As soon as I thought of my master, the Demon God King, the next Xuanyuan Imperial Patriarch who was destined to die, no one would send you, the Xuanyuan Imperial Patriarch, to the end.

I, as an apprentice, had to shoulder this heavy responsibility.

Your Majesty Emperor Wu, are you satisfied with this gift?

Rest assured, you will live in this millennium house in the future, and you will never have to worry about tomb robbers digging you out."

Ye Congwen smiled and boasted, it took a lot of time to chisel this coffin by himself, and the remaining leftovers were given to the two immortal realm giants of Daozun Buddha, and others were very grateful, and their attitude was great!

"Basalt! That's a rare treasure, something that the emperors of the past generations couldn't ask for, I couldn't imagine that Young Master Ye was so generous, and as soon as he made a move, he would give His Majesty the Martial Emperor a coffin carved out of it!

Such a precious thing is more than enough for His Majesty the Martial Emperor!"

The five ancestors all came over to watch, rubbing their hands on the basalt a few times, and couldn't help but admire.

"Such a precious thing, let's leave it to your own use, I am rich in the world, I am afraid that I will not find a suitable coffin?"

Xuanyuan Duzun coldly refused, it's just a coffin, no matter how precious and rare it is, he doesn't want to have it.

"Xuanyuan Duzun, don't talk too much, when our seventy-two caves overthrow the Xuanyuan Palace and take back the territory, even your ancestor will become a homeless lonely ghost.

What about a wronged soul like you? With this basalt sarcophagus buried, you won't be left with no bones!"

The Wind God Ancestor persuaded bitterly, when he took back the territory, of course the bones of outsiders such as the Xuanyuan Imperial Family could not be buried on the ancestral land of the Seventy-two Cave Mansions.

"It's up to you to choose, I said I was going to send you to the end for my master, and I will do what I say.

The Xuanwu coffin has been built, but you don't want to die, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world?"

Ye Congwen saw that Xuanyuan refused to open the door, and suddenly cast the True Dragon Treasure Technique, and the whole person turned into a hundred-meter golden giant, with golden scales shining and a golden ring protecting the body.

Carrying the coffin with one hand, pressing it on the copper door with one hand, and with a slight force, the hundred-meter copper door rumbled, and soon the giant gate revealed a gap, and the Xuanyuan royal masters inside saw that Ye Congwen, a hundred-meter giant, had such great strength.

Coupled with that huge body, he involuntarily retreated backwards, for fear that Ye Congwen would knock down the hundred-meter bronze gate, and if it fell on someone, he was afraid that it would turn into meat sauce in an instant.

Ye Congwen pushed open the gate of the palace, swung the Xuanwu coffin into the vast palace, glanced at Xuanyuan Duzun who was flying in the air, and without waiting for Xuanyuan Duzun to speak, he turned his head to Yu Yueyue and asked:

"Have you arrived at the eleventh Dharma Protector Army?"

"There are still three royal clans of the three-way protector army, and the Demon Hunter Guard and the Chaos Hall have already arrived."

Yu Yueyue replied truthfully.

"Then we will wait for them first, and when the people are all together, we will ask the co-lord of the world to order the demon to be killed."

Ye Congwen nodded, this was expected by himself, there were few people in the three royal families, and if he wanted to enter the Xuanyuan Palace, it would not take two or three days, but I was afraid that it would be a little difficult.

"Who dares to trespass on the Xuanyuan Palace, come on, drive them out for me!"

The crown prince saw a hundred-meter-tall golden giant standing on the square of the Xuanyuan Palace, and he couldn't see the appearance of the giant clearly from a distance, so without saying a word, he instructed the guards around him to catch Ye Congwen.

"Noise!"

Ye Congwen raised his hand is Golden Wind and Jade Dew True Dragon Treasure Technique, and instantly froze the prince and the guards behind him.

Before these people could break out of the main hall, they turned into ice sculptures, standing motionless on the steps in front of the main hall.

"Fifth Layer True Dragon Treasure Technique Golden Wind Jade Dew! Ye Congwen, are you showing off your exercises to me?"

Xuanyuan Duzun slowly flew down, and as soon as his words fell, a palm was swung out, and the fiery red magma in the sky flowed towards the guards and the prince on the steps.

The ice sculptures smoked from the lava, and a puff of smoke rose up, and the guards and the prince were able to breathe as they could breathe.

"Showing off? You don't say I almost forgot! I heard the Scale Control God King say, he said that your dream in this life is to practice the three major immortal techniques of the Phoenix Qilin True Dragon, is there such a thing?"

Ye Congwen asked with a smile.

"So what?"

"I'll call you the three heaven-level immortal techniques later, so that you won't be blinded."

Ye Congwen patted his chest and promised that he could still help him realize this last wish before he died.

"You-you are Thirty-Seven's apprentice Ye Congwen?"

The crown prince looked up at the golden giant, and finally heard that the voice was Ye Congwen's, in the Xuanyuan Palace, Ye Congwen's tongue fought against the Confucians, and the Manchu Dynasty was speechless.

I remember his voice vividly. Hearing that the voice of the golden giant was exactly the same as Ye Congwen, he couldn't help but ask.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, we haven't seen each other for six or seven years, I can't imagine that you still remember me."

Ye Congwen didn't have any prejudice against this prince, after all, when the Zodiac Guardian God and the Zhuguo Mansion Alliance fought, it was this guy who came forward to solve it.

Compared with the domineering and arrogant Xuanyuan Duzun, he is much more humble, but unfortunately this guy's health is poor and his cultivation is low, and he is destined to live without Xuanyuan Duzun.

"Remember, of course I remember you. When you were in this hall, you were eloquent at a young age, and you single-handedly said that our Manchu Dynasty was speechless!

How could I have forgotten such a well-spoken voice?"

The prince looked at Ye Congwen with a pair of old eyes full of expectation, as if he wanted to persuade Ye Congwen to give full play to the fine tradition of a gentleman who does not use his words.

"What's the use of being able to speak? No matter how powerful his mouth is, he can't resist a slap from His Majesty the Martial Emperor.

Thanks to the beating of His Majesty Emperor Wu, my little doll understood a big truth:

That is, the truth is told to people, and a mad and murderous demon like your father can only talk to him with his fists."

Ye Congwen's heart is like a mirror, he can understand it at one point, how can he not know the meaning of the prince's words? In one sentence, the prince's abacus was blocked.

The words that the prince had prepared a long time ago made Ye Congwen's simple and decisive decision, and he was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"Say I'm murderous? I don't think you're any better, are you?

You have rebelled for so many years, and few of our officials and guards in Daxia have died in your hands?

The country that covets my Xuanyuan royal family clearly said, half a catty is worth eight taels, why be so hypocritical?"

Xuanyuan Duzun said slowly, in terms of verbal kung fu, he is not Ye Congwen's opponent, let alone the prince, an honest person? Look at the book

"Xuanyuan Duzun, you are too self-righteous to say this, what does Young Master Ye covet about your family?

When everyone overthrows the Xuanyuan Imperial Family, your Xuanyuan Imperial Palace will be returned to its original owner and owned by our seventy-two caves, and he will not occupy any of your land, and even the ancestral land of the Xuanyuan Emperor's Mausoleum will be returned to us, how can it be called coveting the country of your Xuanyuan Imperial Family?"

The Wind God Ancestor hurriedly replied, I don't even want the immortal soil of the long five-colored treasure medicine, can this be called covetous?

"The five of you are in the East China Sea

Is it silly to live on the island? I have 36 counties in the Great Xia Dynasty, 1,200 prefectures and 18,000 counties, and I gave up a mere Xuanyuan Palace, what is that?

It's just a drop in the bucket, what's there to brag about?"

Xuanyuan retorted with sneer, secretly scolding the little slippery head for buying people's hearts.

"That's a mistake! The Great Xia Dynasty is the country of hundreds of thousands of people in Great Xia, and your Xuanyuan royal family is just a temporary housekeeper, when will it become the country of your Xuanyuan royal family?

If you do a good job, let you do it, and if you don't do well, let you get out!

Young Master Ye, the commanders of the Protector Army, our poor scholar sour Xiucai team has been assembled, and today we officially applied to the co-lord of the world for the management of the Great Xia Dynasty.

I also ask for the approval of the Dharma Protectors!"

A man dressed as a county magistrate walked in with a group of poor scholars in coarse linen clothes in a uniform arrangement.

Although they are yellow-skinned and thin, and all of them are mortals who are powerless, the momentum that is not afraid of power and coercion is refreshing to the monks around them.

"Haha, ask such a group of helpless poor scholars to manage the Great Xia Dynasty, Ye Congwen, are you here to be funny?

In the event of an invasion by the three major gods, are you going to let the poor scholars go to the front line and let them retreat from the enemy with their mouths?"

Xuanyuan laughed and laughed, looking at these poor scholars in ragged clothes and thin faces, and laughed out loud. The children of the Xuanyuan Imperial Family below also cheered, and for a while, the entire Xuanyuan Palace was full of rumbling echoes.

"Have you finished laughing? If you don't finish laughing, I'll give you another half hour."

Ye Congwen was not annoyed or angry, and asked patiently.

Seeing Ye Congwen's pampered and unfazed look, Xuanyuan Duzun suddenly found that he was laughing very awkwardly, wouldn't it become a joke for others to see him if he laughed any longer?

Secretly scolded the little slippery head for being vicious, waved his big hand, and simply asked:

"If you have anything to say, just say it at once, don't hide it, and you're not a storyteller under the overpass, and you still sell it for money in nine hundred and eighty-one chapters?"

Xuanyuan was humorous, and by the way, he teased these poor scholars who usually made a living by telling stories, which made the children of the Xuanyuan royal family laugh.

"Mr. Storyteller? I almost forgot if you didn't mention it!"

Ye Congwen suddenly realized, looked down at the group of poor scholars on the ground, and asked curiously:

"In the past two days, you have written down the trivial matters in His Majesty's house and sold them to the storytellers on the streets, which one is the best-selling and the most profitable?"

"This ......"

"What's so hard about that? Everyone else dares to do it, but you dare not say it?"

"There is no such thing as daring to say it, the main thing is that the best-selling words are some palace secrets that catch the wind and shadows, and those names are relatively explicit, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance."

A young scholar said a little shyly.

Who knew that it was okay for him not to mention it, but the mention of it instantly aroused the interest of all the monks, and they all looked at the scholar with wide eyes, and urged:

"What do you mean by chasing the wind and shadows? Isn't His Majesty the Martial Emperor here? You say it and let the person judge you whether it's true or not."

"Then I can say it, please ask His Majesty the Martial Emperor to distinguish the truth from the falsehood for me, and solve the doubts in my heart."

When the poor scholar saw that so many masters were supporting him, he mustered up the courage and shouted:

"The best-selling and most popular books are:

"There are thousands of concubines in the palace, and half of me has children", "The years I accompanied the imperial concubine in the Xuanyuan Palace", "The harem is cold in the dead of night, when will the guard brother come"——"

"Presumptuous!"

Without waiting for the poor scholar to finish speaking, Xuanyuan Duzun was furious, and a unicorn giant palm slapped towards the poor scholar, wrapped in the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and in an instant, the poor scholar didn't have time to react at all.

At this moment, a golden fist burst out of the air, and one hundred and eight fists condensed into a golden fist net, instantly smashing the fiery giant palm away.

"One hundred and twenty-eight Nanban Ancient Fist Method!"

Xuanyuan is the only face

Lu looked solemn, no longer caring about the poor scholar's foul language, and instead focused on Ye Congwen, the golden giant.