Hosted for millions of years, I am the Holy Emperor of the Human Race

Sword Emperor Li Beichen

Gu Changsheng took Li Beifei to an inn and took out ten middle-grade source crystals to open two first-class rooms.

Li Beifei watched helplessly as Gu Changsheng squandered his Source Crystals. You must know that until now, when he debuted, he had never spent more than ten low-grade Source Crystals at one time on hotel accommodation. He usually lived frugally just to save money. Place enough source crystals as resources for breakthrough.

Perhaps this is the sadness of casual cultivators.

But now, Li Beifei wants to tell the world that even if he is not a casual cultivator, he is still sad.

“Master, why don’t you open a lower-class room?” Li Beifei said with a sad face.

“Lower-class room?” Gu Changsheng looked at Li Beifei with wide eyes and disbelief, “What kind of lower-class room is it suitable for Master to live in? If you want to live in a lower-class room, I can tell the shopkeeper, but, Yuan I have already given the crystal, and I will definitely not return it.”

Li Beifei was shocked when he heard this. In this case, he cannot lose money. He quickly said: “If you don’t bother me, Master, just go to the first-class room. I haven’t lived in a house this long.”

Gu Changsheng patted him on the shoulder and said, “That’s good. From now on, I will follow you as a teacher. Not to mention the first-class rooms, you will be accommodated in the Emperor’s Palace. Take a shower tonight Clean, come to my teacher’s room, I’ll come to you if I need anything.”

Damn it? Come and find you after washing up?

A hard smile appeared on Li Beifei’s face and he said, “Master, are you a pervert?”

Gu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.

“You traitor, you dare to doubt your teacher’s sexual orientation, you should be beaten.”

So in the lobby of the inn, Gu Changsheng gave Li Beifei some love education.

After the beating, Gu Changsheng tidied his clothes and smiled at the people in the hall: “It’s okay, my little disciple is naughty. I’ll teach you a lesson and make everyone laugh.” After

that, he carried Li Beifei away, who was once again bruised and swollen. Went up to the second floor.

“Master will be waiting for you tonight.” After saying that, he threw Li Beifei into the room.

“Ouch!”

Li Beifei stood up with difficulty despite the pain on his body, only to find that the energy in the room was stronger than outside.

“There is actually a spirit gathering array.” Li Beifei squinted his black and swollen eyes and said in surprise. At this moment, he felt that ten middle-grade source crystal flowers were worth it.

The next moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, running the skills he learned from the sword box, and mobilizing his spiritual power to treat the skin wounds on his body.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Li Beifei returned to his original appearance. He stood up and covered himself in the mirror, looking at his handsome appearance with a sad face.

“I was forced to board a pirate ship. Will I have a chance in the future?”

At this time, there was movement from the sword box behind him, which seemed to be comforting Li Beifei.

“It’s all your fault for forcing me to worship that pervert as my teacher. How am I going to live tonight?” Thinking of what Gu Changsheng had told him just now, he felt sad.

“Pah!” The sword box patted Li Beifei’s head.

“Ouch, what are you doing?” Li Beifei took off the sword case dissatisfied and looked at it.

However, the sword box broke away from Li Beifei’s hand, knocked over the tea on the table, and started writing under Li Beifei’s confused eyes.

“It’s your honor to pay homage to the Holy Emperor.”

It was just six words, but it seemed that all the energy and energy in the sword box had been exhausted, and he lay on the ground all of a sudden.

But Li Beifei didn’t know the meaning of “Holy Emperor” at all, but seeing that the sword box was so highly regarded, he didn’t care.

…

After Gu Changsheng returned to the room, he waved gently towards the void, opened a door to the world, then reached in and took out a small sword only three inches long.

There are a series of simple words on the narrow sword body.

“Behead the Immortal!”

Looking at the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but recall an old friend from 300,000 years ago.

Three hundred thousand years ago, in the post-ancient era, a genius whose talent in swordsmanship was astonishing was born.

He is the Sword Emperor Li Beichen who left a strong mark on history.

Since his debut, he has been carrying a seven-star sword box made by himself.

The Seven Star Sword Box, although it is called Seven Stars, actually contains nine swords.

Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, named after the Big Dipper, as well as Zhan Dao, which was understood when becoming a saint, and Zhan Di, which was understood after becoming an emperor.

300,000 years ago, after Li Beichen became emperor through swordsmanship, he continued his career as an emperor. He was only one step away from being able to defy the will of heaven and become a swordsman.

But unfortunately, the world of mortals did not support the birth of an immortal. Sword Emperor Li Beichen finally fell under the catastrophe of becoming an immortal. Even the nine emperor swords in the sword box collapsed and dissipated, leaving only the seven-star sword box missing.

But Gu Changsheng, who had a relationship with Li Beichen, knew that when Li Beichen died, he returned the Seven-Star Sword Box to its original state and sent it away from the immortal catastrophe, allowing it to choose his own successor.

At first, Gu Changsheng could have rescued Li Beichen, but Li Beichen refused. He said that this would dampen his sword will, and even if he survived, his strength would stop.

As a result, Li Beichen became the emperor with the shortest life span. He practiced swordplay at the age of eight and became an emperor at the age of nine thousand. He died in the catastrophe of becoming an immortal at the age of fifteen thousand. He became an emperor only six thousand years ago, which is lamentable.

Gu Changsheng looked at it and murmured: “If you had chosen the path of transformation into the second life, you might have become an immortal. However, if you had chosen this path, would you still be the Seven-Star Sword Emperor?

” Face difficulties, this is what Li Beichen said to Gu Changsheng.

And this Immortal-Slaying Sword was the Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent that Li Beichen understood when he fell. But he realized it too late. If it had been thousands of years earlier, Li Beichen could have defied heaven and killed the Immortal and became a Sword Immortal.

Gu Changsheng captured his Immortal Killing Sword Intention and gathered it into this Immortal Killing Sword.

The Immortal Killing Sword is the essence of Sword Emperor Li Beichen’s swordsmanship. Since the Seven Star Sword Box chose Li Beifei, it means that Li Beifei is qualified to inherit the Immortal Killing Sword Intent.

Of course, this was not the reason why he asked Li Beifei to come to him. With Li Beifei’s current cultivation level, he simply could not withstand the baptism of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent.

As for why you want him to wash up, it’s very simple. You beat him on the street just now, didn’t you teach him a lesson? His body is already covered with dust. How can he come out to see people without washing?

In fact, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the eldest apprentice Hong Hong and the second apprentice Li Beifei have to participate in the ring competition.

This was the reason why he came to Li Beifei.

Because he thought of a very interesting thing.

…

After Li Beifei washed himself and put on clean clothes, he looked at the moon in front of me. Seeing that it was almost midnight, he was very conflicted in his heart.

“Go, don’t go, go, don’t go…”

He held a flower and picked the petals to decide whether to go or not.

Finally, Li Beifei’s eyes flashed with joy.

The last petal represents “not going”.

“Master, don’t blame me. We monks sometimes have to follow God’s will.”

Li Beifei had a bright smile on his face, but soon, his smile stopped.

I saw that the flower in his hand was growing a new petal visibly to the naked eye.

When Li Beifei saw this, he smashed the flower on the ground and put his sword box on his back. He wanted to duel with Gu Changsheng.

Li Beifei came to the door of Gu Changsheng’s room aggressively, knocked on the door, and asked in a low voice: “Master, are you there? Xiaobei is here to see you.”

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