Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

Look at the Tower of Babel in the Southern Territory again.

At this moment, everyone from the Seven Star Sect has arrived near the Babel Tower.

What catches the eye is a huge monument with sacred inscriptions on its edges standing underneath the Tower of Babel.

Seen from a distance, the monk under the monument looks so small and weak.

And on the monument is the information and rankings recorded by all the evil geniuses who have entered the tower since the tower was erected.

At the top of the list, the names of the top ten people are more than a hundred times bigger than the others.

As long as everyone looks up, they can see the golden divine inscriptions at the top that are wrapped with the power of laws and shine from time to time.

Those are the rankings that have shone on the Babel Monument for countless years and have not changed to this day.

Name: Emperor

Number of floors: nine hundred and ninety-five

Age: twenty-five

Power: Emperor

Name: Chen Changsheng

Number of floors: 955

Age: fifty

Power: Palace of Eternal Life

Name: Shi Qing

Number of layers: 952

Age: thirty-eight

Power: Emperor

Name: Jiang Yue

Number of floors: 951

Age: thirty-six

Power: Emperor

Name: Jian

Number of floors: nine hundred and fifty

Age: twenty-eight

Power: Palace of Eternal Life

Name: Aozun

Number of floors: 949 floors

Age: thirty-six

Power: Emperor (True Dragon's Nest)

Name: Huang Nishang

Number of floors: 949 floors

Age: thirty-five

Power: Emperor (Fengqi Palace)

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Name: Li Changge

Number of layers: nine hundred

Age: thirty

Power: Seven Star Sect

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"Master, why can't I say the names of many people above me even though I know them?"

At this time, a young monk looked at the Babel Monument and asked the middle-aged monk next to him with a puzzled expression.

However, when the old man heard this, a look of lingering fear suddenly appeared on his face.

"It can't be said, it can't be said. Do you know that as long as the people on the list of Babel Tower don't die young, they will have a chance to become the great emperor in the future, and the top 100 people have already achieved the throne. How can you and I be able to recite the emperor's name? of?"

"And the reason why you can't read them out is because the tower protects you. If you really read out those names, I'm afraid you will be turned into powder on the spot."

"What? It's impossible, right?"

The young monk suddenly didn't believe it when he heard this.

"Impossible? There was a quasi-sage who claimed to be powerful and extremely arrogant. Just because he wanted to show off, he forcibly broke away from the shackles of the Babel Tower and recited the true name of the Great Emperor. What do you think happened to him?"

The middle-aged monk sneered, seeming to be mocking the quasi-sage strongman back then.

"how?"

When the young monk heard this, he suddenly asked curiously.

"After he finished reciting the emperor's true name, he turned into nothingness on the spot, and even his soul was annihilated in the long river of fate."

The middle-aged monk spoke calmly.

"Can't you? Then if a monk leaves the scope of the Babel Tower and recites the emperor's true name, wouldn't it also turn into nothingness? Why have I never seen it?"

The young monk once again raised his inner doubts,

He has never seen his senior brothers and sisters from his sect go to the Babel Tower and turn into nothingness when they come back, and the same is true for other monks.

Therefore, he still had some doubts about his master's speech.

The middle-aged monk was not surprised when he heard his disciple's doubtful remarks, and then said to him:

"Take your eyes away from the Babel Monument."

Although the young monk was confused when he heard this, he still obeyed.

When the middle-aged monk saw him looking away, he asked again:

"Now let me ask you, do you remember the name of the number one person?"

"What's the name of the number one person? Master, aren't you asking nonsense? How could I not know?"

When the young monk heard this, he was a little disdainful. How could he forget the ranking information he just read just now? It's not like he has Alzheimer's disease.

However, when the middle-aged monk heard this, he looked at his disciple with a half-smile.

"Do you really know?"

"I really……"

The young monk was about to say that he really knew,

But the next moment, he was horrified to discover,

I actually can’t remember the name of the number one person.

Not only the first, but also the second, third, and fourth... Basically all the names he just saw disappeared from his mind.

It seemed as if someone had accidentally erased it.

"Now you know why you haven't seen any monks turn into nothingness because of reciting the emperor's name, right?"

"Disciple knows."

At this moment, the young disciple looked at the emperor's name on the Tongtian Monument with awe.

There is a feeling in my heart of being reborn after a disaster.

If he had really read out the emperor's name just now, I am afraid it would have turned into nothingness at this moment.

At this moment, a huge spiritual boat came from the sky and floated above everyone's heads.

"This is the spirit boat of Misty Holy Land."

"Look, that's Saint Murong Xue from the Misty Holy Land. She's so beautiful."

A monk saw Murong Xue on the spirit boat and immediately exclaimed.

"Third senior brother, your fiancée is here, why don't you go over to meet her? If you don't go, I'm afraid she will be snatched away by others."

"How is it possible? Xue'er is not that kind of person."

Although Mo Bei said this, his eyes kept glancing at Murong Xue on the spirit boat.

Murong Xue, who was on the spirit boat, glanced around below and saw Mo Bei's figure.

So she floated down from the spirit boat, came to Mobei's side, and shouted affectionately:

"Brother Mobei! When did you come?"

"I just arrived not long ago."

Mo Bei scratched his head and smiled sheepishly,

Mainly because I feel a little shy in front of my master and other brothers.

"Oh, by the way, Xue'er, come here. This is my master, whom you have seen before."

Mo Bei suddenly remembered that he had not officially introduced his master and senior brothers to Murong Xue.

"Xue'er has met Master,"

Murong Xue didn't know how to address Li Suifeng, so she just followed Mo Bei and called her Master.

"This is my senior brother Suigu, this is my second senior brother Ye Lingyun, this is me..."

Mo Bei pointed at Sui Gu and others and introduced them one by one.

Murong Xue was not bored either. Instead, she greeted everyone with a sweet smile on her face and a sweet voice.

"Xue'er has met senior brother, met second senior brother, met fourth junior brother..."

At the same time, on top of the spirit boat in the Misty Holy Land, a young man was looking at Murong Xue and others below with a gloomy expression.

He is the Holy Son of the Misty Holy Land of this generation,

Because it was a critical moment for seclusion, he did not appear during Murong Xue's battle to break off the engagement.

Unexpectedly, after he finished his retreat, he heard that his Bai Yueguang's engagement had not been terminated.

Even the wedding date was set, which made him extremely jealous and unwilling.

Murong Xue was the woman he fell in love with, how could he throw himself into the arms of someone else?

Moreover, he is a boy who looks like a fool and is not as good as himself at all.

"Bitch!"

Seeing that the smile on Murong Xue's face never disappeared, Piao Miao Saint Son was suddenly filled with jealousy, and his face was twisted with jealousy.

He once tried every possible means to make Murong Xue happy, but he still failed to gain half of his favor.

Unexpectedly, this kid didn't do anything, so Murong Xue ran over to him upside down.