It is natural for me to practice the magical skills of my family to practice, and there is nothing wrong with it!

Moreover, Yang Pan's family magical skills are indeed not weak.

Otherwise, how could the Yang family rise to become one of the six major families in the world in just 60 years?

Can you do not have enough talents and strength?

The Yang family has practiced and has been masters from generation to generation, which proves the power of this technique.

Ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

The seal was added again, and Yang Pan became a mortal again.

Yang Pan observed carefully around.

I found that I was the first person to pass the first section of the road.

This really surprised Yang Pan. You must know that before that, he was only in the second group.

The martial artists in the first group who practiced the qigong fu have such a perverted body. Anyway, Yang Pan has seen the difficulty of the master Henglian.

If Yang Pan had not understood the magical power of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword, he would have probably not been able to kill Master Henglian.

After him, the person closest to the first end was Dongyu, and then it turned out to be Jia Ru!

Yang Pan couldn't help but take a deep look at Jia Ru. This vulgar Taoist priest hid so deeply. He had known for a long time that he was not a simple person, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

It turns out that people should not behave like appearances, and the sea water should not be measured.

Yang Pan looked at the fourth person, and the fourth person turned out to be Lin Yan!

It was really beyond Yang Pan's expectations, and then there were two masters and four innate ones.

The six great masters, those three are so unbearable?!

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Chapter 154 Paragraph 2 - Desire

Yang Pan closed his mind and began to continue his own mountaineering challenge.

What is this second paragraph like?

What will be the test?

Yang Pan embarked on the second section of the road.

"Huh?" Yang Pan exclaimed lightly, and there was no change. It was strange.

Yang Pan did not stop and continued to climb.

This second section of the road is much easier than the first section.

After climbing about 500 meters, Yang Pan did not realize something was wrong. It was normal for physical energy to be consumed.

It was not as abnormal as the first paragraph, as if a mountain was pressing down. Every step he took, the weight increased by one point.

Before Yang Pan could be glad, he suddenly became dark and became unconscious.

To outsiders, Yang Pan stood motionless on the steps, his eyes closed, and he didn't know what he was doing.

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Yang Pan was awakened and sat up in a daze. After his vision recovered, he found that he was actually lying on a huge yellow bed, surrounded by magnificent magnificently. This was a huge palace.

"Why am I here? Shouldn't I climb the ladder on Tianzhu Mountain? Where is this?" Yang Pan said to himself in a strange way.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, are you okay? Come on, Doctor Xuan!" A beautiful woman lay beside the bed shouted in horror.

"What are you calling me?" Yang Pan came to his senses and asked.

"Your Majesty, of course you are my Majesty. I am the emperor today. I am Concubine Li. What's wrong with you? Don't scare me." The beautiful woman replied anxiously, with an anxious look on her face, not a fake.

A stream of memory suddenly surged into Yang Pan's head.

Yang Pan felt dizzy and lay down, and it took a while to recover.

When Yang Pan recovered, he found four old men taking turns to take pulses to treat him, and then he started discussing it.

"Your Majesty is awake, Concubine Li." A eunuch shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, it's great that you're awake." Concubine Li cried with joy.

An imperial doctor hurried over and took his pulse again.

Then he nodded and smiled, "Your Majesty is auspicious person who has the heavenly appearance, and his pulse is stable, and there is no serious injury."

Yang Pan sorted out his memories and found that he turned out to be the emperor of the dynasty.

It's really incredible, this memory is so real.

"Gate Spirit, come out, come out quickly." Yang Pan called Gate Spirit and said.

No matter how Yang Pan called, he had no response at all.

"Your Majesty, you will go to court today. Do you want to notify the outside court to cancel today's court meeting?" Concubine Li asked with concern.

"No need, just change your clothes and go to court." Yang Pan waved his hand and refused.

He thought to himself: "Am I dreaming before? Or is this a dream?"

Yang Pan pinched his thighs and could feel the pain. That wouldn’t be a dream?

Then who am I?

While Yang Pan was thinking, he was waiting for someone to change his clothes and get on the sedan chair and sent to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Hundreds of officials wearing court uniforms, holding jade gui, and cutting black veils on their heads stood under the five-meter stairs.

Yang Pan walked step by step to the dragon throne, stood here, condescending to the heights.

An unspeakable joy surged into my heart.

Yang Pan showed off his imperial robe and sat down.

As soon as they sat down, all the civil and military officials knelt down together and shouted loudly: "Long live my emperor!"

This is what I feel about the imperial power in my hands?

It's really fascinating and addictive.

Only at this moment did Yang Pan realize that this was power!

Life and death, thunder, rain and dew, are all in my thoughts.

"Flat." Yang Pan said softly.

The eunuch standing under the steps repeated loudly: "Flat--"

"Thank you, Emperor." The civil and military officials stood up.

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After the court meeting ended, Yang Pan returned to the harem and realized what it felt like to be a wine pond and a meat forest, what is the enjoyment of a beautiful woman, and what kind of happiness is a beauties in the harem, Sanqian, who is a beauties in the harem.

Yang Pan was actually a little overjoyed.

Slowly, he seemed to have forgotten something important.

Become the emperor happily.

But things are not that simple.

When Yang Pan took control of the dynasty, he realized that he was actually at the end of a dynasty!

Now the people in the world are living in poverty, and wind and smoke are everywhere.

The rebels and the imperial army fought hard to distinguish.

For his own world and for the throne under his butt, Yang Pan worked hard to change the situation. In fact, he thought too much. A dynasty broke out due to various reasons at the end, and it was not something that the emperor could change whether he was diligent or not.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Yang Pan was the emperor for ten years and worked hard for ten years, but he still ended up losing the country.

Yang Pan sat decadently on the throne, recalling the past ten years of experience. From having everything to losing everything, it only took ten years.

In the end, there was not even a single person around me, and I was really alone.

"I would rather die than be the king of the country!"

Yang Pan shouted loudly in front of many rebels.

At this moment, Yang Pan realized what Emperor Chongzhen said: "I am not the king of the country that has been destroyed, but you are all ministers of the country that has been destroyed." What does it mean? When he said this, his mood must be the same as himself.

Yang Pan was about to raise his sword and commit suicide.

At this point, Yang Pan had realized that today's death was approaching, and the memories that had been sealed in his mind for ten years surged out again.

Power, wealth, and beauty are all false because they have no power to protect them.

In the blink of an eye, the end of my life was that I realized that all the past ten years were really meaningless. A short-term possession would eventually be lost, and only eternity is the real existence.

Everything else makes no sense.
To be continued...