Fantasy: Me! Start With The Pavilion Of Celestial Secrets

Chapter 50

Eastern Earth Divine Dynasty, the inner hall of the imperial palace.

A young man is majestic and majestic, with a golden crown on his head, tassels hanging from the front and back, wearing a nine-dragon gold robe, carved with dragons and phoenixes, extremely luxurious, his face is like a crown jade, sword eyebrows and star eyes, his words and deeds, have the bearing of sitting on the mountain .

Crown Prince of the Divine Dynasty, Qiu Yuxi.

In front of him, there is a court lady kneeling, her skin is creamy, her face is like a peach blossom, her cardamom years are already Saint Cultivation Base, such a talented girl with a bright future, facing Qiu Yuxi, she can only arrange her daily life.

"Heavenly Proud List?"

Qiu Yuxi spoke slowly, her voice was upright and peaceful, which made people feel surrendered.

"This Lord of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets, the man of God, according to my intuition, he is younger than me."

"I wanted to keep a low profile, but I was exposed by the Tianjiao list. In this way, I took the opportunity to suppress the surrounding forces. They have not been honest recently."

He talked to himself.

The court lady who knelt on the ground dared not speak.

"Xiaozhen, you are not bad. You are ranked on the list of Tianjiao. Although it is only the 90th, it also proves that the owner of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets really has the ability to see the secrets of heaven."

"Search for Rogue Cultivators geniuses who do not belong to any forces on the Tianjiao list, treat each other with great courtesy, hire them with a lot of money, and invite them to work for the dynasty. If they fail, try to make good relationships. In the future, they will all be strong enough to challenge the Holy Emperor. "

"Leave this matter to the seventh brother, let's go."

Qiu Yuxi said lightly.

"The concubine takes orders."

The maid Xiaozhen stood up lightly, leaned over and left, showing etiquette in every move.

She walked through the palaces and came to the door of a red palace, cupped hands said:

"My concubine is Xiaozhen, please see the Seventh Prince."

In the hall, Qiu Guanxin held his breath and focused his attention, his crystal-like jade fingertips moved like dragons and snakes, swimming and sketching in the void, and instantly drew a mysterious talisman, exuding palpitating fluctuations.

Hearing the sound, Qiu Guanxin folded his palm, put away the talisman, and wiped away the fluctuations in the void.

The court lady Xiaozhen, conveyed the message on behalf of the prince.

"Enter."

Qiu Guanxin said lightly.

The door of the palace opens slowly without wind,

The maid Xiaozhen stepped lightly into the hall, bowed her head and saluted.

"The crown prince asked the concubine to pass the message on his behalf. Please help recruit the Rogue Cultivators geniuses on the Tianjiao list for use by the Divine Dynasty."

she said softly.

"Well, I see."

Qiu Guanxin nodded.

"I'm tired of the Seventh Prince, and I'm going to resign as a concubine."

The maid Xiaozhen leaned over and left.

"It seems that I have to walk around a bit. It just so happens that I have almost absorbed this talisman Saint King opportunity. There are some places that need to be understood to break through. I can buy another opportunity from the pavilion master senior."

Qiu Guanxin thought secretly, and began to prepare generous gifts for attracting talents, as well as purchasing opportunities from the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets.

...

In the beginning the Sacred Land.

In the central sacred mountain of Sacred Land, a hazy figure stands from ancient times. His existence makes Sacred Land spurt immortal light, and immortal flowers descend from the void. Generations on a par.

"Heavenly Proud List?"

"Let's ask young people to try more challenges. In addition, recruit the famous Rogue Cultivators talents on the list to add my Sacred Land background."

The voice from the hazy figure was deafening, as if the sound was transmitted from the avenue, reaching the soul directly.

"Yes! Grand Elder!"

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged man cupped his hands and said that he was the Saint Lord of the Sacred Land in the early days, and the Cultivation Base was also in the Holy Emperor Apex, but facing this Supreme Elder who had almost taken the last step, he still felt like a child Generally small.

...

Ye's imperial family, ancestral land.

The patriarch Ye Long brought a polite young man and waited respectfully outside the ancestral land. They asked the elders in the clan about the Tianjiao list and were waiting for a reply.

"There is no need to worry about the rankings. Chen Fan is talented and arrogant, and has the qualifications of the Great Emperor. There is no need to engage in a momentary battle of emotions, and challenge the prince of the Eastern Earth Divine Dynasty."

"In addition, reduce the cultivation resources of ordinary disciples, and direct the resources to the three genius disciples on the list. Also, the Rogue Cultivators geniuses on the list, try to win them over as much as possible. Beheaded as soon as possible at all costs!"

Inside the ancestral land, came a hoarse voice, as if half of his body had been buried in the loess.

Ye Long usually does not easily wake up the elders in the family. Every old man has a short lifespan and needs to prolong his life through deep sleep. However, the fact about the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets is too sensitive, and it concerns the entire Ye clan They have to wake up the old people frequently and ask for their opinions.

"Clan elders, can we raise Great Emperor items and buy a chance to become an emperor from the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets master?"

Patriarch Ye Long said in a deep voice.

This idea has been around for a long time, and I finally couldn't help but bring it up today.

"The Great Emperor..."

The voice of the vicissitudes of life let out a long sigh.

In the past Ten Thousand Years, something has changed in this world. The Holy Emperor Apex is the limit. Some people even took that step, but they were inexplicably injured and failed to become an emperor. With the Half step Great Emperor's Cultivation Base, they fell into deep sleep.

In this Ten Thousand Year, I don’t know how many amazing and beautiful evildoers have died, and they are also one of the victims.

"Buying a chance to become an emperor is too expensive. If you fail, do you know the consequences?"

In the ancestral land, an old man said quietly.

"It's because the disciple didn't think carefully."

Ye Long lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows like a child who did something wrong.

"We're not the first to eat crabs."

"The old immortal in Sacred Land in the beginning, enlightened earlier than us, has a shorter lifespan, and will die at any time, maybe he will be the first to try, evacuate the entire Sacred Land in the beginning, and buy an illusory opportunity to become an emperor."

"Wait and see what happens, and see if that mysterious Lord of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets really has the ability to help a person become an emperor!"

The old man's voice gradually fell silent.

"The disciple obeys!"

Ye Long cupped his hands and led Ye Chenfan out of the ancestral land.

...

Hidden Sword Sect, Immemorial Sword Tomb.

This place is the place where swords are buried. Tens of thousands of divine swords that were once famous all over the world have lost their sharpness, are stained with rust, and are silent here.

In the deepest part, a golden long sword is suspended in the void. The sword is three feet long and four inches wide. It is crystal clear and glows with blood, as if it has life.

It floated there quietly, without any power, but it made the void unable to heal, leaving a permanent wound, and the chaotic breath lingered on the sword body, misty and indescribable.

It represents the way of swordsmanship, and represents the highest achievement of a sword practitioner. Casually emitting a Sword Qi, wandering in the mortal world, is the inheritance beyond the Holy Emperor.

This sword is an imperial weapon.

"Forty-ninth generation Sect Leader, please see the ancestor."

A respectful voice resounded in this dead and silent sword mound.

In an instant, thousands of divine swords clanked and shook, as if a heroic spirit was possessed on the sword and was about to recover.

"What is it?"

An old voice sounded, as if traveling through Ten Thousand Years of time and space.

"Regarding the matter of the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets, the pavilion master released a list of the top 100 geniuses in Guiyuan Realm."

Tibetan Sword Sect Leader said respectfully.

"Then what?"

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