Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

When Lu Yang saw the power of national destiny floating in the air, as if it had become an ownerless object, he remembered the knowledge about the power of national destiny that Meng Jingzhou had told him before.

The power of national destiny was separated from Emperor Xia's body, which could only mean that Emperor Xia had died!

He was still a step late!

Lu Yang recognized at a glance that the old man standing above the palace, who had the qualifications to rule the world, was Dean Qi Xiuya, who had met at the Imperial Academy and had the most profound historical attainments.

"How could Dean Qi be here!"

Lu Yang remembered that Dean Qi was only at the Fusion Stage. The power of national destiny was related to the foundation of Daxia, and it was definitely not something that the Fusion Stage could touch!

Not only the Fusion Stage, even the Tribulation Stage dared not touch this thing!

"And this pressure..."

Qi Xiuya's cultivation was originally introverted, like an ordinary old man. Perhaps because he finally got the power of national destiny, he couldn't help but release some pressure.

The pressure leaked under the emotional fluctuations alone covered the Imperial City and the eight nearby cities!

Even if the pressure of the Tribulation Period was fully released, it would not be possible to achieve this level.

"It's an immortal!" Lu Yang made the first judgment.

"Master National Master, save me!" General Yu saw that the power of national destiny finally left Emperor Xia's body, and saw Dean Qi finally appear on the scene and harvest the power of national destiny, and finally couldn't help shouting for help.

He was attacked by Jin Caiwei and Jiang Lianyi, and had no power to fight back.

"National Master?!"

The only one who could be called "National Master" by General Yu willingly was Guan Shanhai, the first generation of national master who was both a teacher and a friend to Emperor Yu Wu Yao and jointly built the Great Yu Dynasty!

He was also the only immortal in the Great Yu Dynasty.

The moment he confirmed the identity of the national master, Lu Yang roughly guessed the calculation of the Great Yu.

In order to seize the power of national destiny, Guan Shanhai took advantage of Emperor Xia's critical illness to cause unrest in Yuzhou, attracting the ancestor of the Jiang family to support him. In this way, he was the only immortal in the imperial city and could do anything.

If an immortal wants to hide his identity, he can lower his cultivation, change his appearance, and start growing from an infant. As he gets older, he can gradually unlock the seal on his cultivation.

In this way, every step of his growth trajectory can be traced, and even if Daxia wants to investigate, it can't find anything.

Guan Shanhai didn't know how long he had lived in the Imperial City under a pseudonym. Even the identity of Dean Qi, he has used it for more than a thousand years.

Dean Qi's disciples are all over the world, and he may have regarded his disciples as a source of information. For example, Ye Gu, who is a private school teacher in the Meng family, can get information about the Meng family from Ye Gu.

Lu Yang thought to himself, I know that Dean Qi has a problem. As a fusion stage, he has no grudges with his master. Can this be an ordinary person?

"Is it the national teacher of Dayu?!" General Yu's call was very loud, and most of the people in the Imperial City could hear it clearly. They were shocked and fell into panic in an instant.

Although they didn't know what the power of national destiny was, and didn't know what the purpose of Dayu's national teacher was here.

But the appearance of ancient immortals in the Imperial City was an extremely dangerous signal!

Guan Shanhai ignored the panicked expressions of the people in the Imperial City and the call of General Yu. He walked in the air and walked towards the red power of national destiny step by step.

As he approached the power of national destiny, his appearance changed accordingly, turning into a middle-aged man with a goatee and sunken cheeks, gradually overlapping with the portrait of him in the history books.

The power of national destiny seemed to sense Guan Shanhai's malice, shaking restlessly, and the fluctuations it emitted were enough to make the heart palpitations of the Crossing Tribulation Period.

But Guan Shanhai just smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to grab the power of national destiny, just like a snake catcher grabbing the snake's seven inches, no matter how the snake shook, it was powerless to save the situation.

"Jiang Ping'an is really good at creating something like the power of national destiny."

The power of national destiny was created by Jiang Ping'an after the founding of Daxia. It was a creation of immortals. However, unlike the Mother and Child River and the Twin River, the power of national destiny was directly created by Jiang Ping'an using the power of Tao Fruit. It carries the wishes of the people of Daxia and is the foundation of Daxia.

After all, it was something that Jiang Ping'an had spent countless efforts to create. Even if Guan Shanhai wanted to fully obtain the power of national destiny, he couldn't do it in a short time.

But he didn't need to fully obtain the power of national destiny. What he valued was the connection between the power of national destiny and the people. He could rely on this connection to turn Daxia into Dayu!

From the moment he grasped the power of national destiny, he had already started to refine the power of national destiny.

Refining the power of national destiny is not difficult, but it takes a lot of time. While refining, he slowly turned his head and looked at General Yu who had become a plane and was cut into countless pieces, as well as Jiang Lianyi and Jin Caiwei who were facing a great enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, we met again after a few days of separation in Taixue, but I didn't expect it to be in this kind of occasion." Guan Shanhai smiled, without the slightest domineering attitude.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have long heard of the name of the ancient ancestor of the Phoenix Clan. Today, I see that he is indeed extraordinary. If there were no one above me, I am afraid that fellow Daoist Jiang would also be an immortal."

Although Guan Shanhai was polite enough and was willing to treat Jiang Lianyi and Jin Caiwei as peers as an immortal, he still aroused hostility from the two.

Guan Shanhai seemed not to see the hostility in the eyes of the two women, and bowed to a blank space again.

"And fellow Daoist Ao Ling, who has been hiding here for a long time, should also show up."

Ripples rippled in the space, and Ao Ling walked out of the space with a gloomy face, staring at Guan Shanhai.

Even if she had unparalleled hiding skills, she could not hide when facing the immortal consciousness.

"Please let General Yu go, fellow Daoists."

Guan Shanhai's tone was flat, as if he was discussing a trivial matter.

Ao Ling stared at Guan Shanhai for a moment and exhaled slowly. She knew the gap between immortals and half-immortals very well. This was not an opponent they could defeat.

"Let General Yu go."

Jin Caiwei obeyed obediently and untied the prototype of the flat Dao fruit, making General Yu into a three-dimensional shape.

However, General Yu was now in small pieces. If he wanted to piece it back to its original appearance, he could only rely on General Yu's efforts.

"I thank the three Taoist friends. I came to the Imperial City only for the power of national destiny, but I never thought that I would have the opportunity to meet the three wives of Qilin Xian. I am really lucky." Guan Shanhai was able to become the dean of the Tai Academy not only for the purpose of hiding his identity and collecting intelligence, but he really liked to study history.

Especially ancient history.

"Three wives?"

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi looked at each other. Where did the husband get three wives?

Guan Shanhai was also stunned: "It was Daoist Jin who told me. Is there a mistake?"

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi turned their heads at the same time and stared at Jin Caiwei.

Guan Shanhai did not dwell too much on this matter, but continued to bow and say.

"Please tell me where the Qilin Immortal is. I have something to ask him."

Ao Ling shook his head: "We all don't know where our husband is."

Guan Shanhai narrowed his eyes, not believing what Ao Ling and the others said, and said in a slightly unfriendly tone: "I think I have been nice enough to you three Taoist friends, but you three Taoist friends, don't think I am easy to talk to!"

"Tell me the location of the Qilin Immortal, otherwise you three Taoist friends will have to stay here today and wait for the Qilin Immortal to pick you up!"