After witnessing the whole battle, I saw that the information of the Eternal Life Sect was wrong, and the demon god had no idea about An Qisheng.

Finally, he stared at the Huangji Continent and disappeared into the starry sky with one step.

The white wolf shook his hair and followed.

The two disappeared one after another, and they never cared about the life and death of the Great Ape Marquis from beginning to end.

......

Although the last ray of divine light dissipated, calm in front of Dashi Mountain was restored again.

"I have been suppressed for so many years and I have seen you all. You may have a lot of feelings at this moment."

Fang Yingqiu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the Wanlong Boat slowly leaving, and could faintly see the 14th standing on the tower boat with a complex expression.

He sighed slightly: "The rise of Wanfa Tower is already unstoppable..."

Among the ten major sects in Dongzhou, the strongest is the Taiyi Sect, followed by Wanfa Tower. Both have supreme treasures, and have emerged from generation to generation, with the potential to threaten the holy land.

In the past, the three major holy places, including the Dashi Holy Land, have suppressed these two families, and there is already a tense momentum in both open and secret.

Nowadays, the rise of Wanfa Tower is even stronger, with the true form of Taiyin Laurel and the Holy Body of Sun. Both exist together. If it were normal, I would have taken action.

Unfortunately, Dongzhou is no longer the world of the three holy lands.

Although the world has not been declared, and the sect has not been established, it is already an uncrowned king. Under such circumstances, no one dares to suppress Wanfa Tower again.

"Maybe it's the lingering of the Heavenly Lord of All Dharmas. The inheritance of all Dharmas is also the great way of heaven and earth. If it weren't for some reason back then, I'm afraid that Wanfa Tower would have been the fourth largest holy land in Dongzhou."

The old man in Yixuan sighed softly, but also accepted the reality: "It is no surprise to achieve this now."

The monks who have suffered the most suppression of heaven and earth also know best how to fight against external pressure and how to change their attitudes.

Young people who have just practiced may have the intention of being the only one, but they have practiced for thousands of years as old as immortals, and have already reconciled with themselves and the world.

"Maybe there will be waves. Although there are people coming from Mingyue Litian this time, the two of them are in charge of Mingyue, Qi Shenyu, the two elders Mu Fenghua, who are in charge of Litian's common affairs, did not come..."

Fang Yingqiu said halfway, but he didn't say much. He just ordered to bring the congratulations presented by the holy lands of various sects and masters from various tribes together with details.

He held it with his own hands and climbed to the floating heavenly palace.

The Suspended Heavenly Palace was once the center of the Holy Land of Dashi, but now there are only a few people who can pass through and dare to climb the Suspended Heavenly Palace.

There was silence above the floating heavenly palace. The divine light that had lingered before had dissipated, and replaced by a vast aura that could not be condensed.

This is the breath left by An Qisheng's previous sermon. After half a month, it is still the same as the essence. It can be foreseeable that even in a few months, it will not dissipate in several years.

An Qisheng's sermon lasted for seven days and ended smoothly. The masters of all races also dispersed safely. Not to mention friction, there was no quarrel.

Da da da da da ~

Fang Yingqiu stepped on the ground and made a sound, walking towards the hall slowly.

"Since Fellow Daoist is here, you might as well come in directly."

When he reached the entrance of the hall, the door suddenly opened, in the middle of the magnificent and empty hall, An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the cushion, with a calm and peaceful expression:

"Why should some spiritual materials be sent by fellow Taoists in person?"

"The number of this batch of spiritual materials is extremely large. Wanfa Building accounts for 90% of them. Among them, there are many precious spiritual materials you need. Wherever you put, I feel a little uneasy, so I have to deliver them in person."

Fang Yingqiu presented the Qiankun Spirit Ring, and swept his light slightly, and saw the Zhongzhou Empress sitting on a chair not far away.

After the preaching, Chu Mengyao was the only two who had not left, and the other one was Qi Cang.

"In this way, I won't be too much trouble."

Fang Yingqiu glanced at An Qisheng and was about to say goodbye.

He knew that the Yuanyang King was not old, and even if he had the intention of seeking a partner, it was not too much.

Although the empress of Zhongzhou has a strong temper, she may be just right to match the King of Yuanyang?

He was thinking about it and was about to say goodbye.

But An Qisheng waved his hand: "It's all right to see people. Since the fellow Taoist is here, you might as well sit down and talk."

His tone was plain, and Fang Yingqiu Ben was also a little curious, so he sat down with the flow.

"Your Excellency preached for several days, but he never explicitly stated that he had broken the king's law. Do you dare to say that everything is impossible to see people?"

Chu Mengyao glanced at Fang Yingqiu and stood up to ask.

Her words were very sharp.

Except for those who have evil intentions, most of the people who come this time, they come for the purpose of "breaking the king's method".

As the world changes, there are many out of date in the past.

However, there is no way to make any mistakes in practice. Naturally, the value of An Qi was born and promoted to the world was extremely high.

"How do you know that I have never clearly stated the 'The Way to Break the King'?"

An Qisheng's expression was calm, and there was no change.

During the seven days of preaching, all he said was his insights on the various realms in this realm. It spans several realms, with five energy facing the Yuan, and three flowers gathering together. His vision was beyond ordinary people.

If someone can truly understand what he is saying, he may be able to see the way to heaven.

As for himself, his fundamental law is different from that of anyone in this world, so naturally there is no way to start. If he says it, no one will understand it.

"alright."

An Qisheng didn't explain much, and he opened the right way: "There are people in your door that have something to do with me. Since you come, I can answer three questions."

'really......'

Chu Mengyao's undetectable movement in the depths of her eyes made her clearer in her previous guesses.

As far as he knew, the Yuanyang King was indifferent by nature and did not like power and wealth, but he was extremely strong and decisive in his actions.

Before his cultivation level was achieved, he dared to suppress the elders of many sects in one fell swoop, and he was not afraid to offend the ten major sects and several holy places.

He said something he was targeted, but he laughed it off, obviously there was something inside.

But it cannot be said that she is not willing to do more tests in the face of such an existence.

After a moment of contemplation, I spit out a line that is extremely obscure and has a completely different pronunciation than any language today:

"Who is the Taoist Wang Quan?"

What language is this?

Fang Yingqiu frowned and a surprise flashed.

The nine states and all races in the four seas naturally have many languages. For ordinary people, it is extremely difficult to master two sects.

But for practitioners, this is not the case.

He is well-versed in the writings of all races, and has also been involved in the writings of the Middle Ages, ancient times, and even ancient mythological eras, but this writing is obviously not any of them.

"Have he even left these?"

An Qisheng was slightly silenced, but he had no intention of hiding it: "It's me!"

The last two words are the same as those spoken by Chu Mengyao, and are the language of Jiufujie!

Unlike Chu Mengyao's obscure and distortion, his voice is smoother and clearer. Compared with the two, it looks like the difference between a foreigner who is a beginner in Xuanxing and a set of broadcasting and hosting.

The guess in my heart completely became reality, and Chu Mengyao was finally moved, with a look of surprise on her beautiful face:

"You are really... Su Huizhe!"

He is still a Su Hui master from the same place and the same era as Master Guanglong!

Her mood fluctuated greatly, and Lian Fang Ying felt it, which made the latter shocked.

Su Hui is not a secret for ordinary monks, let alone the empress of the strongest holy land like Chu Mengyao.

If she were just an ordinary Su Hui, how could she be so shocked?

"Is this the second question?"

An Qisheng's eyes were faint and he glanced at the female cultivator.

Although his gender is different and his temperament is different, his height of Tao always makes him feel strange to face Pang Wanyang.

"Of course not."

Chu Mengyao then calmed down and looked at An Qisheng with complex eyes: "What is the difference between your world and Huang Ji?"

What kind of world is it?

Can the most outstanding talents like Guanglong Patriarch and Yuanyang Taoist be born one after another?

"you?"

Fang Yingqiu stroked his long beard with his hands, and was shocked and wondered who else?

"the difference......"

An Qisheng pondered slightly, and the two worlds saw and heard in his mind, everyone and things appeared. After a while, he answered:

"Perhaps the biggest difference is the separation. The separation between mortals and monks is too great..."
To be continued...