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A loud bang resounded in the air, accompanied by thousands of divine lights that instantly exploded like fireworks.

A huge Chinese watch rose from the ground, and the divine light shrouded in it, showing the time.

"The new emperor is about to ascend the throne!"

"The fourth prince is the most humble person. When the first emperor was alive, he was in charge of all the affairs of the court. At this time, he was enthroned, which is exactly what everyone expected."

"Unfortunately, such a grand event cannot be attended."

Tianjiao City was full of excitement, and many people looked up at the sky with excitement.

Some people feel sorry for it.

Although the new emperor did not shy away from people coming to watch it, it was naturally impossible for the tens of millions of people in Tianjiao City to flood into the second urban area.

The second urban area was crowded with people, and the streets were rubbing shoulders. All the buildings on both sides and every floor were overcrowded, and countless people were stretching their necks to watch.

In the middle of the second urban area, there is a huge square person enough to accommodate a million people, and the momentum is solemn.

The Temple of Heaven, which looks like white jade, stands here.

Under the Temple of Heaven, many princes and ministers, civil and military officials, court guests, and those who came to watch the ceremony from afar all looked solemn.

Waiting for the new emperor to come and worship heaven and earth.

"The change of a secular dynasty has so many monks running for it, it seems to have the atmosphere of a god..."

In a quiet teahouse in the third urban area, a middle-aged man shook his head and laughed.

This tea house is located at the junction of the second and third urban areas. It was originally lively, but today is special, and it seems to be very rare.

At this time, there was only one table of guests in the teahouse.

"After all, Emperor Tianding was born in the Holy Land. He has been in business for thousands of years, and his power is not weak. Even without Emperor Tianding, it is not comparable to ordinary sects."

A young man lightly clicked on the tabletop, looking from the window, he seemed to be able to penetrate the city wall and see the grand scene of the second city.

The place where the new emperor ascended the throne was in the second city.

It seems to be scattered, but in fact, the entire Second City is very heavily guarded, while the Third City, which is separated by a wall, is very calm.

"I was supposed to be the Lord of the Holy Land, but I was born to be the emperor of this mortal..."

Hearing the cheers, the middle-aged man held the teacup and blew lightly: "It's a pity for this peerless talent."

"Brother Li's words are wrong! That day, Emperor Ding dared to go out of the sky, and he was able to stand up for thousands of years. In the war, he was unified, and he was already better than the rest of the ghouls!"

Zhang Wuji did not agree.

In his opinion, Emperor Ding was the real seeker of the Tao. Compared with his contemporaries, there were a few people who were not inferior to him. His conditions were ten times better, but now his achievements are more than ten times worse.

This is the choice of the road.

"Uh."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that this young man had such a high regard for Emperor Tianding, he touched his nose and said nothing.

"In the 20,000 years of Dongzhou, there are not many people who can compare with him. It is really a pity that such a person has not been seen."

Zhang Wuji's eyes are deep and bright, as if there are stars hidden in them:

"However, that Yuanyang Taoist seems to be able to meet again..."

The two of them were talking as if no one else was there, and in fact, the shopkeepers and the shopkeepers in the teahouse didn't seem to hear them either.

"I heard that after the female emperor of Zhongzhou ascended the throne, she made a lot of movements, which has caused many sects and holy places to be uneasy."

The middle-aged man looked at the young man inadvertently:

"Junior brother came from Zhongzhou, I want to know something."

Butian Pavilion is all over the states, and naturally there is a way of communication, but even if there is a way, not everyone has the right to come and go freely.

At least, he didn't.

And this young man has this qualification.

This young man's name is Zhang Wuji, and he is one of the seven holy sons of the Butian Pavilion. His talents and talents are top-notch in the world, and he cultivates top-notch killing methods. He is very likely to inherit the chief pavilion master of the Butian Pavilion.

"Know a thing or two."

That Zhang Wuji nodded, his eyes flickered a little: "That empress has great ambitions, and maybe she wants to prove the Supreme Dao before the sky changes..."

Zhang Wuji's tone was calm, but there was a trace of unwillingness that was not easily discernible.

He didn't come to Dongzhou voluntarily...

Evidence Supreme?

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and then shook his head: "The world has changed dramatically since the Middle Ages, and only Guanglong Supreme has been the only one to prove the Tao for hundreds of thousands of years. It can't be successful."

Ancient Heavenly Venerate, Ancient Sage Sovereign, and Medieval Supreme, but from the ancient times to the present, there is only one Guanglong Supreme.

In addition, countless heroes have ended sadly, the title of the marquis is already the best in the world, and the title of the king is not necessarily one person in ten thousand years.

Not to mention the supreme.

Even if it is Guanglong Supreme, there are certain conditions in it, and it is impossible to copy.

Some people even say that even if Guanglong Zhi respects students, now there is no possibility of proving the Way.

"There are some people in this world who cannot be judged by common sense."

Zhang Wuji looked a little complicated:

"Some people are born different. That Empress is truly of supreme wealth. In today's Kyushu, there are only a few who can compare with her!"

"Having the wealth of the supreme, but it may not be able to prove the supreme."

The middle-aged man was shocked by Zhang Wuji's admiration for the Empress, but he still didn't think she could prove the Supreme Dao.

Over the past 30 million years, how many outstanding people have been born?

Among them, they are called those with supreme wealth. There are not only one or two people in each generation, but how many can really achieve the supreme?

For an entire era after the Middle Ages, there was only Guanglong Supreme.

Not to mention, after Guanglong Supreme proving the Dao, his Dao and reason still pervade the sky and the earth.

Originally, it was difficult for the world to become enlightened. The coercion of the supreme coercion exists in the world, and the difficulty is much greater than that in the era of the Guanglong Supreme!

Even if there are countless talented people in the past dynasties, who are not willing to be suppressed by the supreme coercion and escape from the starry sky, but for more than 20,000 years, there has been no news at all.

"Who is sure that he will be able to prove the Dao? Even if Chu Mengyao can't prove the Dao, it is very likely that he will go further and become a king now that the world has changed!"

Zhang Wuji's expression changed several times, but he still sighed: "The Imperial Court of Dominance has the strongest heritage in Zhongzhou. If you really move, even if you are in Dongzhou, you can't stay out of it..."

Anything can affect the whole body. The imperial court of the world is like a dragon in the water. The moment it moves, it will change the color of the situation.

"Guanglong Supreme is still alive, and I still have the foundation for the existence of Tianmen Pavilion, not to mention today."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said:

"Junior Brother Zhang doesn't have to be too afraid of her."

Zhang Wuji was unwilling, he knew it.

The chief pavilion master of Butian Pavilion asked him to temporarily avoid the edge of the female emperor and withdraw from Zhongzhou. He obeyed, but it did not mean that he was willing.

"fear?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly: "A real strong person dares to face up to his own shortcomings and the strength of his opponent. I admire her, but it's just that."

He tapped the table lightly, his expression indifferent:

"It's not as good as it is for a while, it won't be as good as it is for a lifetime. On the road to the supreme, there will eventually be a time to see the highs and lows."

"good!"

The middle-aged man nodded his head in agreement.

His purpose this time was to accompany Zhang Wuji to get acquainted with Dongzhou, and to dispel his unwillingness by the way. At this time, seeing that he had figured it out by himself, he was naturally quite happy.

"The cultivation atmosphere of Dongzhou is far inferior to that of Zhongzhou. Among them, there are very few heroic people. The only Tianding Emperor that I admire a little bit, but I haven't seen him sitting down..."

Zhang Wuji sighed lightly, took a sip of tea, and his eyes fell: "The rest are just ghouls."

The middle-aged man didn't respond, he just listened to the moment and said:

"That day, the fourth child of Emperor Ding will be enthroned."

"Well, let's take a look."

Zhang Wuji also put down the teacup, looked north leisurely, and said indifferently: "Just in time to see that Yuanyang Taoist, here in Dongzhou, I want to meet Dongzhou hero after all..."

Ok? !

Before the words were finished, the light in the boundless eyes was condensed.

The sunlight streaming in from the door of the teahouse was blocked by someone at some point.

"you!"

The middle-aged man was shocked.

Amidst the faint golden light at the door, a white-haired Taoist stepped in unhurriedly.

That Taoist man in white-haired Taoist robes was neither tall nor low, and his face was not necessarily extraordinary, but his spirit was as heavy as mountains and rivers, as vast as the ocean.

Stepping in, there is a displacement of mountains and rivers, a flood of oceans, and a sense of starry sky.

Unspeakable grandeur.

"Yuanyang Taoist!"

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, and there seemed to be a burst of fire in his eyes, with a powerful momentum.

But there was a hint of fear on his face that could not be concealed: "I am here only to witness the new emperor of Tianding ascending the throne, not for provocation!"

"Mutian Pavilion? It's really haunted."

An Qisheng swept over the two of them lightly, found a table at random and sat down, knocked lightly, and let the shopkeeper who was not far away, who was dumbfounded, serve tea.

The aftermath of the war a hundred days ago was still unresolved. At this time, Tianjiao City did not know how many sect spies were hiding.

Along the way, he has seen a lot and caught a lot.

Zhu Dahai was a little uneasy, the breath of the two people in the room was too strong, which made him instinctively afraid.

But seeing An Qisheng go in, he can only carry the little chicken and go in.

"You, your tea."

The shopkeeper's trembling serving of tea was filled with fear, but also peace of mind.

Of course, he could see that the two were unknown, but he was not strong and his cultivation base was low, so he was naturally helpless. Seeing An Qi was born, his heart suddenly fell.

“Tea is good.”

An Qisheng took a sip and nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper was flattered and stepped back.

Zhang Wuji stared at An Qisheng for a long time~lightnovelpub.net~ before opening his mouth: "The method of Daoist brother's cultivation is so strange..."

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An Qisheng put down the teacup, and his eyes fell on Zhang Wuji's body: "The Butian Pavilion is not shallow."

The world of Wanyangjie is vast and boundless. Although Dana has the ability to cross large states, the time it takes to cross a state cannot be afforded.

Not to mention spanning several states.

This young man has a strong aura, but he is not a prince. Naturally, he does not have this ability. The only thing he can rely on is naturally the Supreme, the pattern left by the Holy Emperor, the Domain Sect.

Feeling the undisguised indifference in the tone of the person in front of him, Zhang Wuji condensed in his heart.

"You want to see me."

The eyes of the two reflected the appearance of the two, and An Qisheng's tone was flat:

"That's fine."