Dare to be the first in the world?

Qi Cang's pupils shrank, and even with foresight, he was still shocked.

Having truly witnessed and experienced the supreme deterrence of Emperor Yuanyang, he still cannot give up any challenge.

Although Feng Xinglie is better than himself, he has never been crowned king yet. Even if he is close to him, there is a huge gap.

Not to mention that after thousands of years of cultivation, even Emperor Yuanyang, a thousand years ago, was not something he could reach at this time.

The challenge of going beyond the level may exist in anyone, but it is impossible for Emperor Yuanyang to appear.

Because he will be the only uncrowned supreme emperor who has not achieved enlightenment in ancient times but has the power to attain enlightenment!

Qi Cang felt a shock in his heart, but it turned into a sigh in an instant.

Why do you know it is impossible?

If it were me, even if I had been named a king, I would never touch the edge of Yuanyang. The world would eventually come, so why bother to hurry up and overnight?

"What a dare to be the first in the world..."

Sun En put down the wine glass and looked at Feng Xinglie with a hint of strangeness, but also respect.

Only in today's world and today's realm have I understood the strength of a teacher a thousand years ago. It's a big difference.

He understood this point and believed that Feng Xinglie, who had gone further than he was at this time, would not be confused about this.

But it is precisely because of understanding and understanding that the heart is touched.

"Oh, Brother Feng..."

Sun En sighed: "You are only a ray of distance from being the king. You can finally step by step. There is no need to oppress yourself."

He could see that Feng Xinglie was at a critical node of transformation, and perhaps the breakthrough was not far away. He was a little confused about this at this time.

"After all, someone has to do anything. Instead of expecting others to go, it is better to do it yourself!"

Feng Xinglie's expression calmed down, but his heart was filled with endless waves:

"A thousand years ago, Yuanyang was named king and everyone in the world worshiped me. I had thought of going there, but when I saw Dashi Mountain from afar, I retreated.

In my life, I only retreated once. Perhaps, it was because of this retreat that I could not go further for hundreds of years...

This time, I will not retreat, either lose or die."

There was noisy in the restaurant, but the three of them were empty, as if they were in two completely different dimensional worlds.

Feng Xinglie was calm at a rare level, and he knew very well what he wanted to do.

Just as he knew very well what was wrong with his breakthrough.

"Why did Brother Feng invite me to come?"

Sun En shook his head, knowing that he could no longer persuade him. If he thought about him, he would be hard to turn back.

"Feng knew that this trip was not very likely to win, so how could it drag others down? Not to mention that Feng Xinglie never had the habit of joining forces with others in his life!"

Feng Xingliu understood Sun En's mind, and he didn't care. He said frankly: "Brother Sun, don't worry, I'm not asking you to help with the boxing."

"oh?"

Sun En refused to comment: "Why do Brother Feng want it?"

"Today, outside Yuanyang, those who can catch my eyes are Chu Mengyao, the Empress of Zhongzhou, the Buddhist son "Empire Amitabha" in the endless desert sea, the third prince of Beihai, Long Aotian, and Brother Sun."

Feng Xingli raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes clear without any impurities:

"I will open the way for you and try Yuanyang, so that you can see how high and the highest in the world!"

"Everyone?"

Sun En's heart was slightly moved, but he already realized that Feng Xinglie's request for this time was not just himself.

Feng Xinglie looked out the window with his eyebrows tilted, his eyes as if he could see through the sea of ​​clouds, and he saw the scene beyond the distance: "My fellow Taoists may be on the road."

"Brother Feng is amazing, Sun admires him very much."

Sun En said, poured a glass of wine for himself, turned gently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Feng knows that Sun is a master?"

"Um?"

Feng Xinglie raised his eyebrows slightly: "I haven't asked for advice yet."

Hundreds of years ago, he met Qi Cang, and the Thunder Knife attacked thousands of miles, killing him in sweat, fled in a panic, and finally met Sun En.

Although Sun En is not as good as himself at this time, the "Huangtian Dafa" has already emerged.

He was also curious about who his teacher was.

Huh ~

Sun En drew all the wine, then stood up and worshiped the east:

"My teacher, Yuanyang!"

“…”

The wind trembled slightly, and a circle of ripples swayed in the wine glass.

Since its appearance, the expression has changed for the first time:

"You are a master of Yuanyang?!!"

.........

The figure of Fengxingliu was no longer seen on the long street, and Sun En took back his eyes.

After all, there was no conflict between the two.

First, the two of them had no grudges, and second, Sun En didn't think Feng Xinglie could threaten the teacher.

Since he asked for death, he had to let him go.

There are millions of people who die every day in this world. If one more death is Fengxing Lie, it seems that it is no big deal.

"Feng Xinglie is so arrogant and unruly, but this time he is about to fall..."

Qi Cang sighed for some reason.

He thought that he would be happy when he saw Feng Xinglie's miserable ending, but he didn't, and even had a hint of admiration and pity.

A person like Feng Xinglie is to say that he is innocent, but to put it in a bad way, he is to be rampant and unscrupulous.

But in today's world, it's hard to see such a pure person.

The world has evolved for a thousand years, and I don’t know how many people are eager to challenge Yuanyang, but the only one who dares to stand up is that, and there is only one who is strong in the wind.

"It's about the teacher. I'd better go and take a look. Brother Qi wants to go with me?"

Sun En pondered for a long time, but decided to go and take a look, even though he didn't think Feng Xinglie could do it.

"I won't go. Just be careful if you don't have to, just watch."

Qi Cang hesitated slightly, but refused. Until now, he still had deep awe of the Yuanyang Emperor.

There is nothing else, facing an existence that can control one's own life and death.

The best way to get along is to stay away from each other.

However, he still warned, implying that this trip was not easy.

"Brother Qi doesn't have to worry. There are not many people in the world who can hold me."

Sun En didn't persuade him much, nor did he care about Qi Cang's warnings.

I didn't see any movement, but I had disappeared in the restaurant.

Before leaving, there was still a pill left on the table. The resurgence of the inspiration does not mean that the pill is useless, but is still the "currency" that is used in various countries and even in Jiuzhou.

‘The wind is fierce and fights Yuanyang........ The legendary event that the curtain of the great world is opened, should I go and take a look?’

Qi Cang was a little hesitant.

He knows a lot, more than most people in this world, but because he knows more, he hesitates more.

The wind shaped like a fierce person opened the curtain of the world, but after that...

Sun En in his memory has never been hurt, but he has never been involved in it. It is hard to say whether there will be any variables.

"Is this the restaurant where Supreme Guanglong once stopped?"

A crisp female voice broke the noise in the restaurant from the outside, and the sound was quite gentle, like rain hitting banana leaves, like pearls falling on jade plates.

This sound may not be very high, but it seems to have divine power. The moment it sounded, all the sounds inside and outside the restaurant, and even all other sounds disappeared.

"This sound seems familiar..."

Qi Cang came back to his senses from the memories, raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart.

In front of the restaurant, a petite figure dragged the long shadow slowly into the restaurant. Behind her were two tall and burly monks, one left and one right, who were as strong as a magnificent as a magnificent king.

He was a pretty girl who was not considered a stunning girl.

She was spotless in white monk's clothes, with three thousand black hair hanging around her waist. She was looking at the restaurant curiously, her clear eyes reflected everything inside and outside like a mirror.
To be continued...