After leaving the Great Zhou Imperial City, everyone fell into a forest.

Zhou Xuanji landed on the ground and began to meditate and regulate his breath.

The old man of the cliff thief was amazed: "You are really willing to take the throne?"

For the vast majority of men, who can give up the low-hanging fruit of the throne?

As long as Zhou Xuanji said a word, those Great Zhou courtiers would definitely push him to the throne.

What's more, Zhou Xuanji is full of Emperor Purple Qi.

Born to be an emperor!

Everyone else looked at Zhou Xuanji, wanting to see what he had to say.

"How many years does it take to manage a dynasty?"

Zhou Xuanji's eyes didn't open, and he asked.

The old man who robbed the cliff muttered: "Emperor Yan of Zhou has reigned for nearly two thousand years, and only then did he have today's grand occasion of the Great Zhou. ”

Although the Great Zhou was not the most powerful dynasty, it was not weak either.

"I'm twenty-two years old now, and I've reached the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness, and after a hundred years, do you think I'll be able to reach the first place in the world? If I spend time on the governance of the dynasty, how much time will it take me to climb to the top of the world?"

Zhou Xuanji continued to ask, according to his understanding, the Terran Dynasty was actually the puppet of the Eight Holy Lands.

Look at Emperor Zhou Yan, you have to call Lu Longlin a brother.

"Are you so sure that the dynasty can only hold you back?"

The old man who robbed the cliff said angrily: "Although you are powerful, you are always wandering around like this, isn't it?"

Immediately, among the top 10 of the top 100 in the Northern Wilderness, which one is not a transcendent force that controls Weihe Heaven and Earth?

If you want to spend flowers, you have to hold the Epiphany Sect.

He was worried that Zhou Xuanji would drill the horns of the bull, thinking that as long as he was strong enough, nothing would be a problem.

As everyone knows, in this world, no matter how strong an individual is, he can't be stronger than the hearts of the people.

The Epiphany sect is an example of this.

Others are also pondering the question.

Zong Peep smiled proudly: "When we are the deputy sect master of the Epiphany Sect, it is much more powerful than the Emperor Heavenly Son. ”

However, no one paid attention to him.

"In the Northern Wasteland today, is the Imperial Dynasty powerful, or the Holy Land powerful?"

Zhou Xuanji still didn't open his eyes and asked.

The old man who robbed the cliff was stunned, squinted his eyes and said: "Naturally it is a holy land, the imperial dynasty and the sect are actually similar in nature, they are all grouped to concentrate resources, the imperial dynasty focuses on population, and the sect is mainly based on inheritance. ”

Could it be that Zhou Xuanji wants to create a holy land?

What a big ambition!

This is much more difficult than taking over the position of the Son of Heaven.

"The sect pays attention to cultivation, management is secondary, and the dynasty pays attention to management, and cultivation will fall behind because of this. ”

"So, join the Epiphany Sect, the Epiphany Sect has had more than ten ascended powerhouses over the ages, all of whom have been across the world, and they are even more domineering than the Holy Land. ”

Zong Peep interjected, his face excited.

Zhou Xuanji's talent is definitely the strongest he has ever seen in his life, and he can't even compare to the Immortal Flower.

At this time, he suddenly admired Xianxianghua very much.

The suzerain is the suzerain!

Directly recruiting Zhou Xuanji as the deputy sect master, this hand is really wonderful.

Zhou Xuanji slowly opened his eyes, stared at the old man who robbed the cliff and said, "Who said that the emperor's qi must be used on the lord of the dynasty?" I don't want to be the son of heaven, it's not that I'm afraid of anything, but I really look down on it. ”

"Sooner or later, one day, I will be the Sword Emperor, and I want everyone to mention the Sword Emperor and think of me Zhou Xuanji. ”

"Countless years later, there will be no Nine Emperors of Sword Dao in the world, only my Sword Emperor Zhou Xuanji!"

"I want to create a sect or holy land that belongs to the sword, and lead you to soar together, conquer the world, and live happily!"

His words were sonorous and powerful, which made Jiang Xue and Huang Lian's beautiful eyes shine again and again.

Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Beixiao Wang Jian, Han Shenbo, and Chongming Demon Emperor were all impressed.

The little black snake sighed: "Oh my God, the old man is full of blood. ”

Zong Xuanji's pride was also shocked.

There are no Nine Emperors of Sword Dao in the world, only Sword Emperor Zhou Xuanji!

What kind of ambition is that?

"Those emperors in ancient times did have the spirit of emperors, but that was thousands of years ago, since the ascension of the Sword Emperor, there is no emperor in the world, and there is no emperor. ”

"Just as there can't be two emperors in a dynasty, there can't be two emperors in an era. ”

The old man of the cliff thief said approvingly, this is the Zhou Xuanji he knows, and his eyes are always higher than others.

Zhou Xuanji said calmly: "Then trample him under his feet, how simple is it?"

Who wouldn't brag?

He also has the confidence to do it!

With the Supreme Excalibur System, plus the world map, if he can't be the first in the world, he won't have the face to live!

"Then we will wait for the master to open a sect, and when the time comes, we will definitely support the façade for the master!"

Xiao Jinghong grinned and said, creating a sword sect is naturally a good thing for a sword lover like him.

Zhao Congjian nodded and said, "I want to be an elder!"

He was thrilled to think about it.

"I want it too!"

The Northern Owl King Sword shouted, attracting the contempt of the little black snake.

"You're just going to be a sweeper. ”

"You say it again?"

"Humph!"

In recent times, these two guys have always stepped on each other, like love.

"Well, then I will set up a goal, ten thousand dynasties to worship, the world god sect!"

Zhou Xuanji nodded and smiled, and everyone's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Ten thousand pilgrimages come to worship!

What kind of holy place does that have to be?

"Okay, okay, stop blowing. ”

The old man who robbed the cliff hurriedly stopped Zhou Xuanji, this kid is good anywhere, but when he blows a cow, it is like a forest fire, it is difficult to stop.

Zhou Xuanji looked at the sect and said, "You can go back, I won't join the Epiphany Sect, let the immortal want to spend this heart." ”

His spiritual power has almost recovered, and he is not afraid to fight hard with Zong.

"Are you sure? It's hard to start from scratch. ”

"So, can you be the sect master? I can recommend you to be the sect master!"

Zong asked reluctantly, and as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him strangely.

To be the suzerain?

Aren't you afraid that the fairy wants to make trouble for you?

Zong Peep saw their thoughts, and said disdainfully: "That old witch has already been seriously injured, not to mention that Emperor Yang suppressed the first generation, it is difficult for her to regain the prestige of being the first in the world back then, but you are different, your potential is too great!"

At this, his expression became agitated.

It seems that Zhou Xuanji is a rare treasure.

Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, "When your Epiphany Sect is no longer so embarrassed, let's talk about it." ”

The Epiphany Sect is really powerful, but the name is too Niang, and he doesn't like it.

"Wait for my sect to ...... ancient evil spirits"

Zong Xuanming continued to persuade, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"What is the Epiphany Sect! Join our Jiang Clan, stand at the top of the human race, and dominate the two realms of righteousness and demons!"

The voice was majestic and domineering, causing everyone to turn their heads to look.

I saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe walking from the depths of the woods, walking with a strong momentum.

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