When this question was said, the three people present did not have much reaction, and the calm expression on their faces seemed to think that the emperor was not an important thing.

Wang Liang couldn't imagine that he could talk about the emperor so calmly, if he was in Yucheng, he heard that the person in front of him was the emperor, and he was afraid that he would immediately kneel down!

But now he is a cultivator, and he has long been free from the shackles of the mundane, and he doesn't have to pay attention to these old rituals.

"Can such a child be the emperor?" Xiaoyun was a little disdainful, "I'm afraid there will be a group of people waiting to usurp the throne outside, right?"

"Not everyone is tempted by Teng Anfu's spell and can rebel at the risk of disapproval!" Fu Nan disagreed with Xiao Yun's words, "In the cognition of the people of Yue Kingdom, the emperor of Yue Country should be surnamed Wu!"

"Whether or not to make him emperor depends on what those ministers think, and it doesn't matter what a few of us say. Wang Liang sighed, "The royal family of Yue Guo was tossed by Teng Anfu too miserably, the combination of brother and sister, the rebellion of the son and the father, and the fight in the same room, so far spread out, I am afraid that it will make the Yue Kingdom a joke!"

"Jokes are jokes, as long as your fist is big enough, can't you just beat those who watch jokes?" Xiaoyun lay in front of the child, speaking in a rare whisper, "Speaking of which, we haven't named this child yet, have we?" Miss Why don't you name him?"

"Shall I get it?" Fu Nan was a little difficult, she had never named anyone before, and the only name she gave was to the blue bird in front of her, that is, the word Xiaoyun.

As for whether it sounds good or not, when the name was called, my master was silent for a long time before he said two words: "Whatever you want!"

However, Xiaoyun himself did not reject this name much, and it has been like this all these years.

Although he was not very good at names, Fu Nan still thought about it seriously and said: "His mother is an ever-old princess, so let's call him Changsui!"

"Chang Sui, Wu Chang Sui?" Wang Liang muttered twice, his face a little weird, "Isn't this name very auspicious?"

Fu Nan said indifferently: "It is auspicious for his mother to be called the princess of Changsui, but in the end, she didn't end up like this!"

"Yes!" Wang Liang was noncommittal, but a name was not a big deal, so he let them decide on the name.

It's not very nice to say that I am called Wang Liang, but my father is uneducated, and there is no good name, Wang Liang, Wang Liu, Wang Han, Wang Yao, if this is on the street, I don't know how many people with the same name and surname can be bumped into!

"Then let's call Wu Changsui!" Xiaoyun decided, "It doesn't sound like a good name, but isn't there a saying in the common world that a cheap name is easy to feed?"

Is it easy to feed with a cheap name?

Wang Liang and Fu Nan couldn't help but be stunned, and then laughed in unison, which startled Xiaoyun. However, Wu Changsui, the little guy, was asleep soundly and was not awakened at all.

"That's exactly the reason!" Fu Nan laughed for a while and then stopped, and then asked Wang Liang, "What are you here for?"

"I almost forgot about business!" Wang Liang retracted his laughter and asked Zhengse, "Regarding the matter of the Heavenly Machine Scholar, I want to hear your opinions!"

Fu Nan smiled: "You should care about what he said, right? If you believe me, then go to that place and see it as he said!"

"What is the origin of this person?" Wang Liang was a little curious, "Why do you believe in him like this?"

"In the era of the immortals, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and it was only with the Great Father that there was a million-year peace!" Fu Nan said simply, "And this Heavenly Scholar is the scholar of the Great Father!"

"In other words, he has lived for a million years?!" Wang Liang gasped, "If ordinary people have cultivated for millions of years, I'm afraid they will be invincible in the world, right?"

No wonder just showing his side, Teng Anfu ran away!

"My master said that this person is very special, but he did not say how special he is. Fu Nan continued, "Anyway, since he is willing to tell you about the opportunity, you might as well go and have a look!"

Wang Liang nodded, and thought about the place that the Tianji scholar said, and it seemed that it was not far from his third brother.

"This time, I can take a look at the situation of the third brother on the way!"

"What about you?" asked Wang Liang, "do you want to stay here, or do you want to leave here?"

Wang Liang calculated that if Funan and the others were on the same road with him, then he would be able to learn more about the situation in the cultivation realm, so as not to wait for the end of the matter to be at a loss.

Xiaoyun was a little unhappy when he heard this: "You want to leave now, did you really forget what you promised Miss?"

"What did you promise?" Wang Liang was stunned, "What's the matter?"

"Pig head!" Xiao Yun scolded, and then simply reminded, "It's a painting!"

Wang Liang then remembered that he seems, should, and seems to have promised Funan to help her draw something!

"I'm really sorry, I forgot about it!" Wang Liang said embarrassedly, "Since that's the case, then it's not too late for me to paint first!"

Wang Liang really felt embarrassed, so he helped Nan help him so much, but he forgot all about what he had promised. Although it was because of Teng Anfu's appearance that he was distracted, in the final analysis, he really broke his promise.

"Don't listen to Xiaoyun, if you are in a hurry, you will be busy. Fu Nan refused and said, "It's not too late to talk about this matter when we meet in the future!"

“...... Sorry then!"

Wang Liang suddenly remembered that Teng Anfu had made a bet with himself before and seemed to have said that he would paint something, but he ran so fast this time, I am afraid that he would also forget this kind of thing like Wang Liang.

"Xiaoyun and I will stay here for a while, although we don't want to get involved in mundane things, but at least we have to hand over this child to the right person!" Fu Nan took out a non-gold and non-silver brand, which was engraved with a snowflake pattern, "This is handed over to you as a token, if you come to the realm of Zhongzhou Tianzong later, you can show this thing, and then you can meet me!"

"Zhongzhou?" Wang Liang took the sign and assured Funan, "Then I'll come back to you in the future!"

After bidding farewell to Funan and Xiaoyun, Wang Liang prepared to leave the capital and go to the border of Yueguo.

When he came, Wang Liang was alone, but when he left, he had an extra sword on his body, and even his cultivation had improved by one level. But on the other hand, the Yue Imperial Palace was seriously damaged, the royal family was killed and injured, and even the jade seal that carried the national fortune was gone, which really can't be said to be good or bad.

Perhaps it is also because the capital is shaking too much these days, and the current market has too few people entering and leaving the city gate, and there are even some places where there are not a few people in the blue sky and daylight.

When Wang Liang left Yushangjing, if he hadn't seen a beggar on the side of the road, he really thought that he had come to some ghost town!

Wait, ghost?!

Wang Liang looked at the tattered beggar in front of him vigilantly, and noticed the ghost aura on the beggar's body, as well as the shadow that could not be seen on the ground, and he couldn't help but pull out the ink ugly sword.

"Don't worry about it, Wang Gongzi is just a little ghost, and he can't use a sword!" The beggar saluted politely, and the voice that came out made Wang Liang inexplicably familiar.

"Teng'an Fu?!" Wang Liang said sharply, "You haven't left yet?"

"Now I'm thousands of miles away, and I'm just a little ghost who keeps a message here!" the beggar ghost smiled, revealing his tattered teeth, "After all, even the Tianji scholar has spoken, how dare I stay in Yueguo? It's just that there is one thing I forgot to give to Wang Gongzi, so I deliberately left such a backhand here!"

"What's that?"

"I made a bet with Wang Gongzi, this time I lost, according to the bet, I will present this painting!"

The beggar ghost spoke, pulling out a scroll from his stained clothes.

"Even if you leave, do you want to be disgusting?" Wang Liang watched the movements of the beggar ghost with disgust, although this was a ghost, he could still vaguely smell a mixed smell of rice and sweat!

"If you leave in a hurry, you can only detain this ghost!" The beggar ghost didn't care at all, raised his thin hand, and motioned for Wang Liang to take the painting.

Wang Liang didn't find anything unusual on the scroll, so he took it with disgust: "Is there anything else?"

"The last word!" the beggar ghost gestured to two, and Teng'an's feminine voice came from the beggar ghost, "This painting has two functions, one of the functions, this painting is one of the keys to open the ancient tomb of the eldest father, it is extremely precious, and I ask the prince to keep it!"

The second effect is that this painting will cause a catastrophe for the person who opened the scroll!

That's all I have to say, this time I didn't make a break with Wang Gongzi in Yushangjing, and it ended hastily, which makes me very regretful!

But next time, Wang Gongzi and I will inevitably be separated from life and death!"

After the beggar ghost finished speaking, it turned into black gas and dissipated.

"It's quite imposing, but it's not that I'm scared away by the Tianji scholar!" Wang Liang snorted coldly, and then opened the scroll, his expression suddenly puzzled.

Wang Liang saw that on this scroll, his appearance appeared on the painting, his expression was hideous, his eyes were full of endless anger and hatred, and something like a streamer rose behind him. The sword in his hand in the portrait is not any of Wang Liang's own, but a long sword that is red and spewing blood-colored flames.

Wang Liang in the painting is holding a long sword, as if he is staring at something, the killing intent in his eyes seems to be turning into substance, and Wang Liang who sees it outside the painting can't help but shudder!

"What a strange painting!" Wang Liang was a little strange, "Didn't you say that this is my calamity? Why did I appear myself? Could it be that I am my own calamity?"

When this idea came out, Wang Liang himself felt funny.

"Forget it, everything Teng'an Fu gave should be a joke!"

Wang Liang didn't care, and withdrew the scroll back to the meson space in the hidden void scabbard, and prepared to set off to the place that the Tianji scholar said.

At the place where Wang Liang was about to go, at the border of the Yue Kingdom, a figure sped through the sky, and then stopped on an unknown mountain.

After the figure fell, Zhu Ziqing's cold appearance was revealed. However, what is puzzling is that she is still carrying an unconscious mortal in her hand.

"Master's words, it's around here, right?"

Zhu Ziqing totaled for a long time, and felt that he should not be wrong, so he decisively pulled out the blue sword and stabbed at the unconscious mortal!

The man was pierced through his heart by a sharp spirit sword, and he was plunged into endless darkness before he even woke up.

After doing all this, Zhu Ziqing raised his head and found that everything around him had changed!

"Sure enough, it's here!"