God Emperor

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Ruochen shouted, chased after him, and appeared opposite Ling Feiyu. He considered it for a moment and said with a smile: "I have done you a big favor this time. Can you do me a favor too?"

Ling Feiyu's delicate body stood upright, the aura on his body was as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and he said succinctly: "Say."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen made a request, hoping that Ling Feiyu would return to the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult and help take care of Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi was in a very bad situation. As long as she could use some connections, Zhang Ruochen would naturally help her.

Ling Feiyu is not only the palace master of the Holy Lady Palace, but also one of the top experts in the Demon Sect. With her stepping forward, no one in the Demon Sect would dare to embarrass Mu Lingxi.

Ling Feiyu's clear black and white eyes glanced deeply at Zhang Ruochen, revealed a meaningful look, and said: "Falling in love with the little saint from the Holy Maiden's Palace? I didn't realize that you are actually a passionate person. "

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

It doesn't matter whether you are sentimental or ruthless, as long as you have a clear conscience.

"You killed two saints of the Divine Religion, and you will definitely become the public enemy of the entire Divine Religion."

Before Zhang Ruochen could speak, Ling Feiyu said again: "Both of them brought it upon themselves and deserved to die. I will report this to the leader. In addition, you took away Ouyang Huan's Jiezi Seal, have you ever thought about returning it to him?" ?”

"How can you take the things you took away and exchange them back?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Ling Feiyu nodded and said: "Ouyang Huan is the son of the Moon God Sect, and there is a huge force behind him. Even if the leader does not hold you accountable, Ouyang Huan and the strong men behind him will. I will definitely regard you as an enemy. With your current cultivation level, it will be very dangerous. As a thank you, can I show you a clear path?"

"What clear path?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ling Feiyu said: "Come back to the Moon God Sect with me, and I can devote all my strength to support you in taking away Ouyang Huan's position as the Son of God. As long as you become the Son of God, you can choose a saint from the Saint's Palace as a Taoist companion. For example, That little saint, Mu Lingxi.”

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen just shook his head and smiled, declining Ling Feiyu's invitation.

Ling Feiyu said: "Are you doubting that I don't have the ability to compete with the power behind Ouyang Huan? You have to know that I am not only the palace master of the Holy Maiden Palace, but also the contemporary head of the Ling family. With the power of the Ling family, I should have enough weight. Already?"

"The Ling family is the descendant of the Demon Emperor, so they naturally have a transcendent status. It's just... I'm really not interested in the position of the Son of God of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Forget it, since you have made your decision, I won't force you." With a "wow" sound, Ling Feiyu turned into a sword-shaped light shuttle, soared into the sky, and in an instant, disappeared without a trace.

Chu Siyuan rolled up the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" and was quite unhappy. He snorted coldly: "I helped her such a big favor, but I didn't even say thank you. A majestic swordsman, the granddaughter of the Demon Emperor , are you so ungrateful?"

Luo Xu smiled and said: "A person like Palace Master Ling will not say thank you on his lips, but will repay his kindness with actions."

"You do have confidence in her."

Chu Siyuan said coldly: "Now that Ling Feiyu has returned to the top, he will definitely seek revenge on Lin Suxian and get back some things that belong to her. Aren't you worried at all?"

"This grudge should finally be settled. Now that Palace Master Ling has recovered, I really should go there." Luo Xu said.

Before leaving, Luo Xu looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "Zhang Ruochen, what are your plans next?"

"I should go to Shengming City." Zhang Ruochen said.

"hey-hey."

Chu Siyuan laughed: "What a coincidence. I also happen to be going to Shengming City to visit a friend. How about we go on the road together?"

"It's inconvenient." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen went to Shengming City mainly to visit the imperial mausoleum to visit his mother's grave. At the same time, he was also preparing to meet Kong Lanyou, so naturally he couldn't go with Chu Siyuan.

Chu Siyuan's old face darkened, and he shook his sleeves fiercely, feeling a little embarrassed.

The master of the dignified painting sect personally invited a junior to accompany him. Shouldn't that junior be flattered?

The fact is that he was rejected by that junior.

"It's not convenient, but it has to be convenient. I have to go with you." Chu Siyuan said with a cold face and very stubbornly.

Zhang Ruochen felt a headache, and felt that Chu Siyuan was not only a stubborn man, but also very thick-skinned, so he said earnestly: "Senior Chu, you are the master of the painting sect, and I am an important criminal in the imperial court. If you walk with me, you are not afraid of being criticized by outsiders. ?”

The words "Senior Chu" still made Chu Siyuan enjoy it very much. He felt that Zhang Ruochen had finally reached the road and said lightly: "Zhang Ruochen, you don't let me go with you. Is it because you want to go to Shengming City and do something wrong? Something to sue?"

Chu Siyuan is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. He is very alert. He quickly noticed some clues and had some suspicions.

Luo Xu said: "Zhang Ruochen, you have a lot of treasures on your body that can make a saint tempted. There must be some greedy people peeking in secretly. You and Brother Chu go to Shengming City together, so you can have someone to look after you on the way."

At the same time, Luo Xu secretly sent a message to Zhang Ruochen, asking him to seize this opportunity and ask Chu Siyuan for more advice.

Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and finally agreed.

Because if he continues to refuse, he will definitely arouse Chu Siyuan's suspicion, and he might secretly follow him.

When the time comes, it will give Zhang Ruochen even more headaches.

Luo Xu and Luo Shuihan left, while Zhang Ruochen and Chu Siyuan drove a green wooden boat down the ancient river and continued towards Shengming City.

Behind, by the ancient river.

At a slightly higher position, three figures stood, looking at the blue wooden boat that was gradually moving away.

The three of them were none other than Kong Hongbi, the Holy General of Guigu, and an elder figure in the Holy Realm of Mingtang.

Holy General Guigu said: "Luo Xu has left, but Painting Saint Chu Siyuan is still on the boat. This old guy's cultivation is unfathomable. A single painting can destroy an army of 100,000 undead vampires, but it is difficult to start. "

Kong Hongbi crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Where are they going?"

"Following the Tongming River, all the way downstream, they are most likely going to Shengming City." The old man who entered the holy realm guessed.

Kong Hongbi showed a cold expression and said: "If you go to Shengming City, Zhang Ruochen will fall into a trap."

Holy General Guigu also laughed: "Our Mingtang has been developing in Shengming City for I don't know how many years. It has a huge power and has been deeply rooted for a long time. When he goes to Shengming City, even the Painting Saint cannot protect him."

Kong Hongbi said: "The Painting Saint has nothing to do with Zhang Ruochen. It should be because of Luo Xu's face that I took him along. When we get to Shengming City, the Painting Saint will definitely not care about him anymore. At that time, it is time for us to take action."

The three figures retreated and quickly disappeared into the forest, preparing to return to Shengming City and make arrangements in advance.

The ancient river, called the Daming River, started in the wild secret realm and ran through the three states of the Central Region, giving birth to many ancient civilizations.

The river water is sometimes as gentle as a lake, sometimes as fast as a waterfall.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the bow of the boat, practicing his sword skills, trying to integrate all his insights from the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths".

"Four of Swords."

Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword in his hand and thrust forward. A brilliant sword light turned into a white thread and flew forward.

"Boom."

A hundred miles away, on the right bank of the ancient river, a black cliff more than a thousand meters high made a loud noise.

A huge hole appeared on the mountainside, dozens of meters in diameter, penetrating the entire mountain.

Zhang Ruochen put away Shen Yuan's ancient sword, glanced in the direction of the mountain, showed a satisfied smile, and said to himself: "Use Sword Four to condense sword energy, and the penetrating power exploded is stronger than Sword Three. Three or four times.”

Zhang Ruochen continued to practice swordsmanship. In addition to practicing the Four Swordsmanship, he was also practicing the Nine Lives Sword Technique and the True One Thunder Fire Sword Technique.

Both of these swordsmanships are at the level of holy arts, and they have already reached the level of perfection. Now they only need practice and grinding to become proficient in them.

Chu Siyuan was sitting in the cabin, drinking tea and staring at Zhang Ruochen, feeling very frightened.

For other semi-saints, it is already quite remarkable for them to be able to practice a holy technique to a great level.

Zhang Ruochen is only a fourth-level semi-saint, but he is proficient in two holy-level swordsmanship.

Moreover, this does not include Luoshui Boxing and Sword Four from the "Wordless Sword Manual".

"This boy's talent is astonishing. If we can lead him to the right path, he will have a top powerhouse to fight against the undead vampires and the undead in the underworld in the future."

Chu Siyuan always felt that Zhang Ruochen was not that upright, but he was not an evil person either.

As long as someone can give him some advice and knock him down, he can still be led on the right path and become a pillar of talent.

"As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. When he arrives in Shengming City, I must introduce him to some leaders among his peers, and get to know each other. The influence of the environment should make him wake up." Chu Siyuan thought secretly.

In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen continued to practice boxing and sword skills. After nightfall, he refined the divine blood and improved his cultivation.

Finally, the green wooden boat got closer and closer to Shengming City, and there were more and more boats on the river.

Some of the ships were very huge and extremely gorgeous. There were some handsome men and beautiful women reciting poems and dancing swords on the ships. They looked brightly lit. They were obviously from saints or some medieval aristocratic families.

After all, Shengming City was once the imperial city of the Shengming Central Empire. It was not only a place where spiritual lines met, but also the birthplace of many ancient families.

Even though the Shengming Central Empire fell, those ancient families did not decline.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have a sacred spiritual weapon that I can lend you."

Chu Siyuan walked out of the cabin. At the same time, he took out a golden metal mask and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked suspicious and said, "What kind of spiritual power artifact are you talking about?"

A black line appeared on Chu Siyuan's forehead, and he said sternly: "You are a serious criminal wanted by the court. With your current appearance, you will probably be arrested before you even enter Shengming City."

"My golden mask can not only cover up your aura, but also make your figure and appearance blurry. Even a spiritual saint would have a hard time seeing your true body."

Zhang Ruochen felt secretly sad in his heart, "If it weren't for you, an old man, who insisted on walking with us, I would have transformed into Gu Linfeng's appearance and entered Shengming City openly."

In the end, Zhang Ruochen took the magic gold mask and put it on his face, covering most of his face, exuding a mysterious aura.