Fantasy: After reading books for 10,000 years, I became an emperor

Canglan Border.

Above a mountain range.

Hundreds of huge warships floated quietly in the dome.

Nearly 100,000 figures dressed in black robes and cloaks on their heads gathered.

The evil aura rolled, forming clouds that covered the sky.

In the thousands of miles of these warships, no living creatures existed, not even flowers and trees.

On a battleship, a scarred one-eyed old man smiled viciously.

“Boom!!”

“Xiao Muyu has received news that he has entered the Zhenshi Saint Sect…”

“With the broken formation banner given by the elder, when the great array of the Zhenshi Saint Sect is broken, I can drive straight in and directly destroy the Zhenshi Saint Sect later.”

“Then, we can use the Hundred Domains of Yantu as a springboard to take the Senna Domain and the Cold Moon Domain… Even the entire Taiyu Immortal Dynasty!! ”

Listening to the analysis of the one-eyed old man with Scar, a thin corpse-like man next to him showed a cold glow in his eyes.

If you take a domain in the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty. He can be regarded as a great achievement!

Even if not only will the branch master reward him, but he may even be canonized by the bishop.

The Black Fire Sect has countless branches, and as long as they are canonized by the bishop, once they become immortals in the future, they will have the opportunity to take charge of a branch, enjoy supreme rights, and the rich cultivation resources provided by the bishops.

“A whole half a year was wasted.”

“Hopefully that waste doesn’t screw up…

The thin corpse-like man’s gaze gradually looked into the distance.

And in the Canglan Domain.

Lin Yi personally sat not far from the border. Quietly paying attention to the actions of the Black Fire Sect branch of 17.

All kinds of information were piled up in front of his jade table.

“Black Fire Sect…”

“This is a force full of expansionist intentions.”

“Over the past ten thousand years, many immortal forces have been swallowed.”

“This time, their target is not the Yantu Hundred Domains, but the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty…”

“It’s just a coincidence, the Yantu Hundred Domains are in front of the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty.”

In the main hall, Lin Yi leaned back against the jade dragon chair, his eyes full of worry.

He had already collected the general intelligence of this branch of the Black Fire Sect.

This battle is inevitable.

And even if it is overcome, it will be met with even more ferocious retaliation in the future.

There is almost no way back.

If the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty is prosperous, it may also take action to deter the Black Fire Sect for its own safety.

But now, the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty is already overwhelmed, and the ten domains under its control may fall apart at any time.

“Coming!”

“Send this jade Jian to the Zhenshi Saint Sect quickly.”

Lin Yi let out a shock, and instantly walked in a blue-robed cultivator.

He is one of Lin Yi’s most loyal followers. Cultivation has reached the peak of the Holy Sacrifice!

In the Canglan Domain, the peak of the Holy Sacrifice can also be regarded as a big man with a head and a face, even if he stomps his foot, he can make the earth tremble for thousands of miles.

The blue robe respectfully picked up the jade Jian, without much nonsense, directly tore through the void, and rushed to the Zhenshi Holy Sect with all his strength.

Among the jade Jane, it was Lin Yi who mobilized all his strength to sort out the information.

These days, he had gradually seen that the group of powerhouses of the Black Fire Sect did not care about the Canglan Domain at all.

They will directly take the dominant forces of the Hundred Domains of Yantu, so as to control this land as quickly as possible.

……

Inside the town of the Holy Sect.

A piece of peace and quiet.

As for the threat of the Black Fire Sect, even many elders did not know about it.

As for the turmoil of the Taiyu Immortal Dynasty, no one would pay attention.

Moreover, the sect competition is about to begin.

This is a major event that will determine the future belonging of the Holy Lord!!

Many disciples have already made public bets.

After all, this is also a rare event.

In the Zhenshi Holy Sect, the Holy Lord succeeds to the throne together, and theoretically can be held permanently.

Provided, of course, that there is no impeachment, and abolition.

As long as two-thirds of the inner gate elders in the sect impeached the current holy lord at the same time, then he must immediately step down and abdicate the throne

There is also Jiang Beixuan’s decree, which can abolish the current Holy Lord.

As the ancestor of Zhenshi Yuzong, Jiang Beixuan has absolute prestige and power.

It is even possible to directly designate who is the Holy Lord.

But even so, he still chose to let Ji Changkong fight on his own.

Only by following the rules can you serve the public.

On Jiulixian Island.

Ji Changkong is still in retreat in the big array.

The blood qi of the primeval gods and demons is too strong.

In the past time, he has done his best.

But it was still unable to refine and absorb the blood qi of this primeval god and demon.

“Abominable!!”

“Could it be that my Ji Changkong is destined to be mediocre?”

“Governing the Tao, this is my Tao.

“But if you want to rule the Taoist system, you must first convince everyone, but my qualifications and strength… Far from enough!!

The fist smashed heavily on the ground, and Ji Changkong’s eyes were full of unwillingness.

If you don’t completely absorb the blood qi of this ancient god and demon as soon as possible, the sect will be opened.

This is already his last hope.

“You can’t give up.”

“There is still a chance to !!!”

Raising his head, Ji Changkong looked around at the faint blood qi around him, and a touch of madness appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to forcibly absorb the blood qi of these primeval gods and demons.

Even if the final result may be as the master said. Unfortunately, he failed, and he died.

But this is still his choice.

It has been decided, and there is no regret in death.

……

Outside the large array.

Wu Qingxuan appeared alone outside Jiang Beixuan’s small courtyard.

Looking at the familiar environment around her, the majesty of the king in her eyes also completely faded.

Here, she will always be the cowering little girl.

Looking at the small courtyard not far away, she unconsciously felt a sense of belonging and security in her heart.

This is something that the former nine lives could not experience for her.

In this life, there is no need to wait for the return of the person, and there is no loneliness…

There are masters behind them, and there are masters.

“Qingxuan, meet Master.”

Standing outside the small courtyard, Wu Qingxuan spoke with respectful eyes.

As for the large array on the side, although she paid attention, she did not have much curiosity.

As Wu Qingxuan’s voice fell, Jiang Beixuan, who had just finished cultivating, slowly stood up from the wooden chair.

The sect competition is about to begin.

This time, it will almost decide the ownership of the first Holy Lord of the Zhenshi Saint Sect.

It was precisely because of this that he, the ancestor of the Holy Sect of the town, also had to come forward once at the last moment.

Just when he heard Wu Qingxuan’s voice begging for a meeting, Jiang Beixuan was slightly stunned in his heart.

This little girl actually returned to the sect.

“Come in.”

Jiang Beixuan said casually.

Hearing this, Wu Qingxuan pushed the door and entered the small courtyard

“Master…”

Looking at Jiang Beixuan, who was dressed in a white robe and stood with his hands in his hands, Wu Qingxuan suddenly felt that his eyes were slightly hot.

Since the end of Magi’s affairs, she has not seen Jiang Beixuan for hundreds of years.

At this moment, she really wanted to rush up and hug Shi Zun

But…… And a little timid.

“What’s wrong with you girl?”

“Suddenly came back to see the teacher, what happened?”

Jiang Beixuan had a gentle smile on his face and gently stroked Wu Qingxuan’s head.

No matter what identity Wu Qingxuan is, what is the origin of his previous life… In her own eyes, she will always be the little girl with resolute eyes and will not succumb to fate.

Listening to Jiang Beixuan’s inquiry, Wu Qingxuan quickly mentioned Xiao Muyu.

When Jiang Beixuan heard this, he just smiled lightly.

The entire Zhenshi Saint Sect could not escape the gaze of his divine mind.

A disciple with strange behavior… He wanted to see what funny things would happen.

Seeing the breeze and clouds on the face of the master, Wu Qingxuan did not continue to talk more, but diverted the topic again.

She came this time to solve doubts

Since the moment when the memory of his previous life was revived, Wu Qingxuan was full of confusion.

Myself…… Is it now or not yourself?

Will those who are waiting really return? And the memory of that man is hazy than the other.

“Master, in fact, the disciple has always been full of questions.”

147 Eur on past lives… About those memories…”

Wu Qingxuan looked at Jiang Beixuan, and his beautiful cheeks were filled with a trace of helplessness and dazedness.

After a pause, she continued to speak again.

“Master, in those awakened memories. The disciples went through a total of nine lifetimes. ”

“All nine disciples become emperors, and the world can become immortals.”

“Not an immortal, just waiting for one person to return”

“But the memory of that man is hazy from one lifetime to another.”

When he said this, Wu Qingxuan inexplicably felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

“The ninth world waited, but in the end it gradually became hazy.”

“If that’s the case, why bother to cling to billions”

“Some things, or the time has not come, may have already broken the cause and effect.”

“Today, it’s the tenth birthday.”

“And you… It’s Wu Qingxuan! ”

Saying this, Jiang Beixuan drank lightly.

The breeze blew through the small courtyard, ruffling Wu Qingxuan’s long hair, and the slightest cold made her suddenly wake up.

He is Wu Qingxuan and a disciple of Master Venerable

And the person in the depths of the memory may have already gone to samsara.

And the memories of the past life are like a big dream.

Nine is the pole of the number.

Now, it’s a new beginning.

“Qingxuan, thank Master Venerable for solving confusion.”

At this moment, Wu Qingxuan only felt that there was a lack of clarity in his heart.

The bottleneck that stepped into the pole also began to loosen

In this life, she wants to choose to become an immortal!!

In order to guard the master’s door, in order to help the master

……

In the corner of the floating island on the side of the Zhenshi Shengzong

Xiao Muyu was carefully observing the surroundings.

After determining safety, a small gray flag appeared in his hand.

“Zhenshi Saint Sect, it’s time to overthrow!!”

“After the seventy-two broken formation banner is deployed, the Zhenshi Saint Sect’s great array will immediately be completely useless…”

“The master of this Yantu Hundred Domains will be my Xiao bath.”

After planting the small flag, a touch of madness appeared on Xiao Muyu’s face.

Then he hurriedly rushed to another floating island billion_

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