Chaos Emperor System

Chapter 1609



Chapter 1605 But what

The Confucian King smiled knowingly, and said: “Okay, you just asked me so much in the temple, you must be looking for the treasure of Qianshan to enhance Tianyuan’s strength.”

“Yes.” Ye Hao nodded slightly, in fact there is another meaning, but this can only be known by himself and cannot be told to others.

“I will take you to find.”

“How to find?” Ye Hao asked with a smile: “Don’t you only have one-third of the clues in your hand?”

“One-third of the clue is enough.” Rushengwang smiled, and there was a trace of madness in that smile.

“However, before that, I must restore my strength to its peak!”

“Then what do I need to do?” Ye Hao asked with a smile.

“You don’t need to do anything, just wait quietly.”

After that, the Confucian sage Wang Jin left, leaving Ye Hao alone.

Cut wind holy dynasty, cut wind imperial city.

In a palace of the palace, there were bursts of laughter from men and women, and suddenly an old man with a cane came to the door of the palace.

“What’s the matter?”

There was a strong male voice from the palace, and that voice was mixed with a trace of impatience. It seemed to be disturbed and very unhappy.

“Ashen King, it’s me, Ghost Saint King.”

The old man on the abductor knelt respectfully at the entrance of the palace, saying every word.

This old man was the seventh-order old man of the little sage king who participated in the besieging of the Confucian Sage King in Tianyuan New City. After leaving Tianyuan New City, the old man rushed to Jifeng non-stop, just to inform the current Jifeng dynasty of the news he had received. Ruler.

“You old ghost, you broke my good deeds, do you know?” There was a slight anger in his body voice.

“Oh, your majesty, you hurt me.”

“Come on, Your Majesty, it’s going to be late. It’s time for you to go to bed.”

“Yes, your Majesty, today the slave family has prepared a lot of new, fresh, flowers, and things to try with you.”

“Please forgive the Holy King and report something important.” The Ghost King’s forehead was pressed against the ground, and he did not dare to breathe.

“Okay, well, today I will have fun with you.” Then, the King Yasheng, who was laughing with his concubine in the deep palace, continued: “Old ghost, what’s the matter, I’m busy.”

“Yes.” Ghost Saint King hurriedly said: “Isn’t I recently promoted to a first-grade sacred dynasty, so I asked a few people to go to the sacred dynasty to teach a little lesson, guess where I saw who?”

“Who? It will never be my emperor brother who has disappeared for a hundred years, right?”

“Holy King Wise, it is the Confucian holy King who has long disappeared!”

“what!”

There was a sound of astonishment in the palace, and then the ghost king with very good ears heard a faint sound of dressing, and then the door of the sleeping room opened. There was a middle-aged man wearing a thin shirt with messy hair and red lips on his face. The young man appeared at the entrance of the palace.

The middle-aged man stared at the old man who was crawling on the ground and said: “What you said is true? My emperor who has disappeared for a hundred years actually returned with a newly promoted sacred dynasty?”

“It is true, it is indeed the Confucian Sage King himself, but…”

“But what?”

“However, the Confucian Sage King did not come back with a new holy dynasty, but came back with a holy dynasty. He seemed to be the person of the Yuan Emperor that day.”

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows and asked carefully: “What was the realm of Emperor Yuan that day?”

“It’s funny to say, but only the eighth rank of Lingtian Emperor.”

“Puff.” The middle-aged man stretched his brows and couldn’t help but smile: “My emperor really has lived as a dog. When he left, he was also a ninth-order little saint. Now he actually gave a Lingtian emperor eighth-order. The person who hits it.”

“Holy King, the Confucian King seems to be injured, his strength is only seventh rank.” Ghost Saint King corrected.

The middle-aged man’s mouth smiled more brightly, and he played with a taste: “Oh, I thought that these hundred years have passed, not to mention entering the Holy King of the Spirit, why should I enter the Holy King of the Spirit? I didn’t expect to move forward instead of retreating.”

Hearing that the Confucian Sage King is not doing well these days, the middle-aged man can’t help but feel very happy.

The Ghost King asked cautiously: “Then what shall we do next?”

The middle-aged man paced at the gate of the palace, and then said: “The Thousand Mountains Treasure must be in his hands. If he wants to improve his strength, he will definitely open the Qianshan Treasure. You should stare at it first. Tell me what he does.”

“Yes.”

The ghost king is gone.

The middle-aged man leaned against the palace gate, and suddenly pulled off the moon chain on his chest. There were something hidden in the chain, and those things were kept by his emperor’s brother a hundred years ago when he was leaving. They are also treasures of Qianshan. The remaining two-thirds of the clues.

“It’s been a hundred years, and the treasure of the Thousand Mountains should have appeared.”

“Come on!”

A group of monks from the Lingtian Emperor realm appeared in front of him.

The middle-aged man said with a majestic face: “Putting in the Yi Palace!”

Afterwards, the emperor of the Fengfeng dynasty, Yasheng Wang, ignoring the calls of the concubines behind him, led a group of monks toward Linyi Palace.

Tianyuan Holy Dynasty, Tianyuan New City.

Ye Hao was in the secret room, whole-heartedly refining the pill, and the pill furnace used in the alchemy was the ancient furnace that was given by the ancient world.

Looking at the pill furnace that became more and more red, Ye Hao knew whether the pill could be successfully refined and it would be announced soon.

The spiritual power of both palms kept pouring in, and at the most critical period, suddenly there was a knock on the door of the secret room.

boom!

There was an explosion in the pill furnace, and Ye Hao opened the door of the secret room with a black line on his face.

Then he walked into a man in white. The man was refreshed and holding a feather fan. He seemed to be in a good mood. He came to Ye Hao and said with a smile: “Alchemy has failed again? It’s okay, it’s not once or twice anyway. Up.”

Ye Hao opened the pill furnace and found that all the medicinal materials had become a pile of slag.

The meat hurts: “Can’t you just wait and knock on the door? Do you know how precious the medicinal materials for refining a pot of seventh-order pill are?”

It was precisely the Confucian King who broke through the barrier and said helplessly: “Can you blame me? It seems that you are not strong enough in alchemy?”

Ye Hao didn’t want to ignore him silently picking up the elixir he needed from the pile of elixir around.

“It’s okay. It is rumored that there is a method of alchemy in Qianshan Treasure, which can greatly increase the probability of alchemy masters succeeding in alchemy. The big deal is that I will compensate you with that alchemy method. You don’t make alchemy, let’s go out.” Saint King smiled.

Ye Hao stood up and said coldly: “Go, why are you still there?”

“Aren’t you going to make alchemy…” The Confucian King was stunned for a while.

Ye Hao sighed and said, “Who told you that I am going to make alchemy? I am looking for what we need for this trip. Now that everything is ready, I won’t take me to find Qianshan Treasure.”

“Oh oh.” The Confucian Sage King realized instantly and left the secret room with Ye Hao.

As soon as he left the secret room, he saw Tuntian lying lazily on the dragon chair, while the rest of the people stood respectfully on the hall, as if waiting for the arrival of the only emperor of the Tianyuan sacred dynasty.


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