Chapter 234: Meet the Nine Emperor Princes Again!
The aura of these three supreme saints made him quite curious, especially Fu Sheng and Shou Sheng, both of them did not have a trace of murderous aura on their bodies, and it seemed that they had never killed anyone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info seems to have been cultivating all the way to the present, and it has not been stained with blood.
It's completely different from the monks I've seen before.
Teng wanted to continue to walk forward, and as he continued to go deeper into the southern city, he found that the people here were extraordinarily long-lived, and more than 100 years old abounded.
He glanced at Shou Sheng, thoughtful.
Speaking of which, the three of Fu Lushou are all gods, different from immortals, and he doesn't know much about it. Even in the fairy world, I have never seen a real god. As for the Divine Realm, too little is also known, few immortals mention it, and Grandpa never mentions it.
These three supreme saints are all the pinnacle of the most holy, and the true saints, if they talk about merit and creation, they will never weaken some of the heavenly realm powers, especially the longevity saint, whose years of survival are at least a thousand years. has such a long lifespan, but he has never broken through the heavenly realm, which really puzzles him.
It's not that the cultivation is not enough, it's not that the comprehension is insufficient, it's that I don't want to be promoted to the Heavenly Realm at all, it seems, from the disdain in my bones.
And in terms of strength, it has already surpassed the scope of the Holy Realm, and has reached a kind of making Teng Desire feel endless vicissitudes at a glance, not the vicissitudes of the other party, but the vicissitudes of the entire world!
It was perhaps a higher realm, a realm that he didn't know.
As for the Heavenly Realm, there are ten statues in this southern city alone!
Nine are from the palace, and one seems to be wandering in the market, and ordinary people can't even notice it.
Of course, most of them are in the sky, but the three most central statues in the palace are like heaven.
As for stepping on the sky, I haven't felt it yet.
However, what surprised him the most was that the famous Southern Emperor was only the most holy, as if he had sealed himself. This is very similar to Nan Thirteen.
When he thought of Nan Thirteen, his heart was full of mixed feelings, not a taste.
He touched the other party's green leaf and watched it silently, and the scenes of the past appeared one by one like flowing water, lingering.
The other party's kindness to him, the obscure way of being a teacher, although it is not a little bit, but it is heavier than Mount Tai, and it will never be forgotten.
"Nan Thirteen, I swear that I will definitely take you home, definitely. Teng wanted to murmur in his heart, and a touch of sadness appeared in his expression.
At this moment, a young man who was familiar and strange to him walked not far away, alone, not in a hurry or slowly, and everywhere he passed, he was screaming.
"The ninth son of the Emperor of Xia Nan, come to greet the immortals," the young man's voice was exceptionally good, extremely familiar, and the familiarity made him look up violently.
He put away his sadness and loneliness, put away the green leaf, looked at the young man in front of him in a daze, stopped, and couldn't help but breathe a little faster.
This young man, who claimed to be the ninth son of the Southern Emperor, was dressed in a pale golden robe embroidered with nine dragons, and between his eyebrows, he exuded the aura of a true dragon. Rare Danfeng eyes, the eyes are as clear as water, and they are deep and bottomless.
The skin is as white as jade and snow, the hair color is jet black and shiny, and the long hair is suffocating.
It's the Nine Emperor Princes in the dream, Nanjiu!
The appearance of the other party was abnormal and surprised Teng Desire, who didn't know how to speak for a while, and stood face to face, as if he was looking through the water and saw himself.
"What's wrong with the Immortals?" asked Nan Jiu in confusion.
"It's nothing, you're a lot like me...... A friend of mine ...... "I want to say and stop, and I say more than halfway through."
He wanted to say that Nanjiu was very similar to him, but after all, he couldn't say it.
Seeing that the other party calmly came to him on his own initiative, everything he had guessed earlier in his heart became a reality.
Nancheng, when you come to this Nancheng, there is nothing so-called out of the water, some, just more confused, more confused, more caught in it.
Sink deeper and deeper.
When Nan Jiu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and said flatteredly: "Yes, it is a great honor to be here, and it is an honor." ā
"You go to the palace first, help me tell the Southern Emperor, this immortal met his Nine Emperor Princes, thought of a friend of his past, and wanted to talk to the Nine Emperor Princes alone, and then go over together. Teng Yi calmed his mood and spoke lightly to King Qi and the three saints of Fu Lu Shou.
"This ......"
"Let's go, let's go, Shangxian has spoken, isn't it just a delay," Nanjiu smiled at King Qi, looking cynical.
King Qi paused, nodded, and left with the three saints first.
"The upper immortal won't want to teach the lower immortal technique," Nanjiu smiled thickly, not embarrassed at all in the face of Teng Desire.
Nanjiu in front of him, compared to the dream in his dream, has grown a little, cultivated, and finally became a holy realm, but he just entered the holy realm.
Looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that they are still looking for all kinds of beauties, and their preferences have not changed in the slightest, and that quirk is probably still the same.
After watching King Qi and the others move away, Teng Xu spoke: "You should know about the thief." ā
He sent King Qi and the others away, leaving Nanjiu behind, but he was unwilling, unwilling to come here and get nothing.
The thief is his last clue, and if this clue is also broken, then all possibilities will really be lost.
"Thief? Shangxian is talking about the thief from decades ago?"
"That's right. ā
"Of course I remember, this little thief was so bold that he dared to steal the live crystal of this prince back then, and he knocked this prince unconscious. Nanjiu said, and he was quite impressed.
Unforgettable.
"Later, he was caught by the Southern Emperor and locked up in the palace?" Teng Xu sighed again in his heart, everything was exactly the same as in the dream, except for the process about him.
When Tengy woke up, Nan Jiu only remembered that God had stolen his living crystal and beat him, and as for the rest, it was like it had never happened.
"Detained? It was the King of Qi who told the immortals, this old fox, tsk. ā
"Huh?"
"That thief doesn't know why, he's crazy, speaking of which, this prince has been in a coma for nine years, too long, and he hasn't wanted to sleep until now. ā
"Nine years ......" Teng Desire's heart chuckled, after he came to this mortal world, every time he fell into a coma, it was nine days.
A lot of things, a lot of things, revolve around the number nine, what does nine represent?
"Oh, it hurts, when I woke up, I heard that the thief had already escaped from prison, but the guards who witnessed it said that he was crazy, and he was still crazy when he escaped. ā
"After so many years, can't find it?"
"The speed of this little thief, according to the tone of his father's emperor, is unparalleled in the world!" Nan Jiu shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
"That's it. Hearing this, Teng wanted to be quite disappointed, and he no longer wanted to continue asking.