Chapter 1001: The Holy Emperor's Golden Edict!

"Ahahaha, wonderful!"

"This is really wonderful! I applaud!"

At the ruins of Guyin Cliff, the water ghost pushed the half golden beast face on his face with the base of his palm, staring at the nothingness in front of him.

There was nothing in front of him, but he was amused as if he was watching a secular drama, slapping his thigh.

In fact, there is no deep sea at the bottom of Guyin Cliff.

The entire deep sea here is the domain of the water ghost.

Well...

It seems inappropriate to describe it with the word "domain".

Because strictly speaking, the domain of the water ghost has been integrated with the internal world of the Sea Control God Halberd, forming an existence similar to an alternate dimension.

Naturally, as the master of the deep sea domain, if the water ghost wants to see what happened inside, he can see it at a glance.

At the moment, he was watching Huangquan, Tianren Wuxiu and Jiang's semi-saint confronting each other, while watching the semi-saint incarnation of Jiang Buyi, who was lured by Xu Xiaoshou, in front of the Void Gate, and facing Rao Yaoyao and others with a confused face.

"Too amazing!"

The water ghost couldn't stop smiling and shook his head.

He used the sea mirage pearl to deceive the world with the Heavenly Dao Backtracking method to lure Jiang Buyi and Huang Quan into the sea. He thought this plan was very amazing and a great move.

Who would have thought that he only wanted Jiang Buyi's head.

Xu Xiaoshou's backhand move targeted the entire Jiang family of semi-saints.

Through the mouth of Dao Qiongcang's apprentice Situ Yongren, he accused Jiang Buyi of "plotting to become a Saint Emperor", and then put the charge on the face of Rao Yaoyao, the contemporary walking of the Rao family of the Saint Emperor family...

How could Jiang Buyi wash away this wave?

Even if he had a hundred mouths and his tongue was as eloquent as a lotus flower.

For the sake of self-protection and rights, Situ Yongren would never let Jiang Buyi survive.

And when all these things fell into Rao Yaoyao's ears.

How could the Rao clan of the Saint Emperor family allow the Half Saint Jiang family, a possible cancer, to plot for their own power?

A dumb person can't say his bitterness...

No more than that!

"This boy is so ruthless!"

The water ghost praised him endlessly.

He really didn't expect that letting Xu Xiaoshou into the deep sea could play so many tricks. Now he is so satisfied with this kid.

This is really worthy of the special instructions of the Eight Lords. A chess piece must be moved when necessary and when not necessary to make it move.

There is no need for the chess master to make more plans.

As long as it is activated, this chess piece can move by itself, and it can often bring wonderful effects that have never been expected before when it is wrong.

It's just too wonderful!

"Ahem... What's the matter, so happy?"

Just when he was excited, a weak cough came from behind.

The water ghost turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a sluggish state, supported by an old man with a small axe on his waist, walking slowly.

His facial lines are strong and his image is excellent.

Unfortunately, he only has eight fingers on both hands, a sword scar on his neck, and his eyes are cloudy and yellow, as if he is old. He looks like a contradictory combination.

Young and old...

Clearly energetic, but very weak...

The man is holding a golden scroll in his hand, exuding extraordinary holy power. This may be the only thing that shines on him.

"Ba Zun'an?"

The water ghost stared at him for a while, his eyebrows raised high.

He looked at Cen Qiaofu who was supporting Ba Zun'an, nodded slightly, and asked: "Why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you so happy for a long time."

Ba Zun'an walked over with a smile, raised his arm to indicate that he didn't need to support him.

After walking out of the space fragments, the road was flat, so he didn't fall flat on his face.

"Your people are so useful." The water ghost thought of Xu Xiaoshou, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "The surprise he brought me is not small."

"That's natural." Ba Zun'an also smiled.

Xu Xiaoshou is really useful, otherwise he would not throw this guy into the center of the storm vortex every time he takes action.

No need to give more instructions, as long as he gives a final direction, this guy is like a shit stirrer, and can stir the vortex into the shape he wants most.

Although I don’t know what Xu Xiaoshou did under the deep sea.

But looking at the appearance of the water ghost... Ba Zun'an is sure that the boy is making trouble again.

"Your condition seems to be worse."

The water ghost looked at Ba Zun'an step by step, and his brows gradually frowned.

As the eighth sword fairy in the past, if he didn't know the real person, the water ghost really couldn't believe that the legendary figure would become worse and worse, and fall into this state now.

Look!

But in terms of the realm of cultivation, Ba Zun'an estimated that he is now at most the third realm of refining spirit.

This is almost no different from ordinary people!

Give an ordinary person a sword, and sneak attack, maybe he can really kill Ba Zun'an who is sleeping... It's outrageous!

"If you agree to leave the affairs here to me and do everything yourself, you will probably die soon." Shuigui said with a smile.

"I don't distrust you." Ba Zun'an could hear the hidden meaning, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "It's just that you have taken all the limelight for the affairs here. If I don't show up again, the world will probably forget me, Ba Zun'an."

Shuigui: "..."

Even if the people of this generation can forget the Sword God Gu Louying, they will probably not forget you, Ba Zun'an!

Ba Zun'an didn't think so much, raised his hand to the vast sea of ​​clouds between the cliffs, and praised: "Look! Gu Yinya's chess game has trapped all the great Taixu in the five domains. I heard that even a semi-saint has gone down?"

"Hmm." The water ghost nodded with a crooked corner of his mouth, "So?"

"What a wonderful plan!" The eight masters exclaimed loudly, "What happened here is just waiting to be spread out. Your name as a water ghost should be spread all over the world and be talked about by countless people."

"Famous..." Water Ghost shook his head, "What's the use of my fame?"

The Eight Masters disagreed: "Famous swords need to be nourished by fame, and the road to becoming a saint also requires the blessing of the power of fame and faith."

The water ghost chuckled and was noncommittal.

Bazunzun suddenly calmed down, stared at the half golden beast face on the face in front of him, and said with a smile:

“However, you really don’t need this kind of fame.

"As soon as the mask is taken off, the real name of Saint Slave Water Ghost is known to everyone.

"If the next person in this world can become a saint...it must be you!"

The water ghost was silent. Looking at the sea of ​​clouds between the cliffs, what he saw was boundless.

He stroked the half of the golden beast's face on his face, thinking that this mask covered more than just the identity of the Saint Slave Water Ghost?

"The future is still very far away..."

The two of them looked at the sea of ​​clouds between the cliffs and fell into silence.

side.

What flatterers, each with their own rainbow farts, the shots were exquisite... Cenjou, who was still wrapped in bandages, sighed in his heart, and took a step forward, looking at the sea of ​​clouds between the cliffs, wanting to join the flattery conference.

"Why don't you take an old man with you?"

He smiled and paused, stroking his beard and then said with satisfaction: "Sainthood requires understanding, and when it comes to understanding, the old man says it is second. Who dares to say it is first?"

At the Guyinya ruins, the eight acquaintances and water ghosts laughed out loud when they heard this.

"Indeed, you are one of them."

Everyone in the world talks about the legend that "there is a woodcutter in the southern region who can cut down roads in one night" as a myth after dinner.

But now the two of them knew...

This is a true story.

The Great Dao discovered by chopping firewood overnight revealed the mysteries of acquired, innate, master, and throne realms. He directly cut off the mortal world in the past and entered the world of spiritual refining.

How could such people be ordinary people?

As soon as Cenqiaofu joined, the two stopped exchanging business blows. Thinking about what they just said, it really makes people blush.

The water ghost didn't even look back and asked, "What's the matter?"

"This." Ba Zunzhen gestured to the golden scroll in his hand, his eyes still looking below the sea of ​​clouds, as if he wanted to see something clearly.

The water ghost's attention couldn't help but be attracted again.

This golden scroll is very eye-catching, and the strong holy power on it shows this extraordinary thing.

Even with the aura of the Holy Emperor's dragon scales accompanying him, the water ghost could see from the scroll that the Holy Emperor's will was no less than that of the Holy Emperor's dragon scales.

"The Holy Emperor's Golden Edict?" Water Ghost asked sideways.

"Yes." Bazun nodded.

"What did you write? It couldn't be something along the lines of 'Blessed by heaven, the emperor decreed'?" The water ghost raised the corners of his lips and said teasingly.

He knew that Ba Zun was not born in the pure spiritual world, but was actually a mortal in the past. He even went to Beijing to pass the exam, hoping to win the exam and become an official.

And given his personality, with this "Holy Emperor's Golden Edict" in his hand, there is a high probability that he can actually write these words that would shock people in the spirit refining world.

"That's not so superficial..."

Ba Zunzhen laughed when he heard this, but still looked below the sea of ​​clouds and asked: "How is the situation down there?"

"It's very chaotic." The water ghost responded: "But everything that should come has come, and everything that shouldn't have come has come. Now the time has come, and the Void Gate can be opened at any time."

The eight masters nodded in understanding, took a step back, and turned their gaze to look at the Dongtian King City in the distance, the city in the sky that was almost completely separated from the space flow.

"That being the case...

"No more waiting, let's start now!"

His tone became serious, and with a shake of his hand, the Holy Emperor's golden edict was flipped open.

The water ghost waited solemnly and looked towards the city in the sky in the distance, knowing that something big was going to happen next.

But from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bazunzhen's frail body. Even the pressure of the Holy Emperor's golden edict was faintly unable to withstand it. He immediately raised his lips and said helplessly: "How about I do it?"

"You can't come."

Bazun shook his head and refused. He took out the elixir first and drank it. His whole body's aura changed, and he gained some aura and pressure of returning to the light.

Then, he stretched out his index finger and tapped it slightly between his lips and teeth, and the blood was bright red.

The blood on his fingertips was heavily imprinted with the Holy Emperor's golden edict, and the aura of the Eight Masters became as sharp as a sword, soaring straight into the sky.

At this moment, his chest puffed up slightly, and his image was so tall that even the sky could no longer suppress it.

The bloody finger slowly wrote on the golden edict:

"Holy secret...aeons of time...thousands of years..."

How could Shui Gui and Cen Qiaofu miss this historic moment?

The two of them took a step forward, their eyes fixed on the Holy Emperor's golden edict, and they read out one by one the ancient characters on it that were instantly solidified into ancient talismans with the color of dragons and phoenixes dancing.

But the next second.

The strong power of the Holy Emperor attached to the Holy Emperor's golden edict caused blood and tears to flow from their eyes.

"puff!"

Cenqiaofu spat blood from his mouth and looked horrified.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

The water ghost coughed heavily, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and was surprised to find blood flowing from his seven orifices.

The two of them didn't dare to look any further.

This Holy Emperor’s Golden Edict is too powerful!

It is definitely condensed from the hundreds of years of power of many Holy Emperors on Void Island.

Mortals regard it as blasphemous!

But Bazun doesn't know how to do it.

With his eyes fixed on the golden edict, he used his mortal body to write on the Holy Emperor's secret treasure with his bloody fingers.

At this moment, the water ghost suddenly realized why he couldn't come despite the fact that the Eight Lords had just talked about here.

Because, this is the only one who has both black and white veins.

No matter how powerful the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict is, there is still such a person pressing down on the heads of all the great Holy Emperors on Void Island!

At that time, he was the only one in the world who could write down this golden edict of the Holy Emperor as a mortal who had not been promoted to the Saint level!

"Buzz"

On Guyin Cliff, as ancient characters took shape one by one, the Holy Emperor's golden edict bloomed with surging power, lining up Shui Gui and Cen Qiaofu, like the emperor marching in battle, and ordinary people were not allowed to approach.

At the same time, there was grass on the side.

Amidst the rustling sound, a lame old man with one arm carried a large mahogany box on his back and held a paper crane in his palm. As he walked alone, he whispered suspiciously:

“Why can’t Senior Brother’s position suddenly be locked?

"Didn't you say that in this world, no matter where you are in the world, you can find people with this paper crane?"

Xiu Yuanke sighed.

He was frightened by a few gold-medal hunting order killers over at Dongtianwang City, and was delayed for a while. Why couldn't he keep up with his senior brother?

I obviously promised to wait for myself...

suddenly!

Xiuyuanke kept his pace and saw three figures on the cliff not far away.

The person in charge has a very prominent image.

Looking from the side, Xiuyuanke could see the eight fingers dancing slowly on the golden scroll. Looking closer, the person who was writing something had obvious sword scars on his neck...

"Big brother!"

Xiuyuanke was pleasantly surprised.

Isn't this the image of the senior brother pretending to be the teacher Ba Zunshu outside?

Well, where did the sack go?

It does not matter!

The important thing is that Xiuyuanke finally found his senior brother Xiao Kongtong after searching for so long. He leapt towards him and burst into tears.

"Senior Brother, I'm having a hard time looking for you. What are you doing..."

The words have not yet been spoken.

The figure that Xiu Yuanke rushed towards stopped in mid-air, as if it hit a barrier, fell quickly, and hit the mountain ground with a thud.

The water ghost and Cenchofu obviously noticed this uninvited guest and looked sideways at the same time.

"What the hell?"

Xiu Yuanke was stunned.

He didn't recognize the guy wearing the golden beast mask.

But the image of Cenchov...

I'm familiar with this!

Staring at the small ax on the opponent's waist, Xiu Yuanke looked at the one on his own waist again, suddenly understood something, and cried loudly:

"Senior Brother, I was just a step too late. How did you find my replacement?

"Wow, it can't be like this!"

Cenjov:? ? ?

Water Ghost:? ? ?

Who is this guy who appears out of nowhere?

What does he mean?

In order to prevent an accident from happening, the water ghost raised his hand and directly regarded the one-armed lame old man as a stowaway and banned him on the spot with a water balloon.

At this critical moment when writing the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict, it is obvious that no trouble can occur.

"Let me go, let me go!"

Xiu Yuanke swatted vigorously in the water polo.

But these people are all helpers sought by the senior brother, and they have to give face. It is not easy for him to just draw his sword and break the restraint.

However, looking at that "Cenchofu" staring at him blankly...

Xiuyuanke was anxious.

"What are you looking at, you substitute!

"If I hadn't come too late, do you really think that Senior Brother would be looking for you?"

Among the water balloons, Xiu Yuanke touched his face randomly and instantly transformed into Cen Qiaofu. He raised the ax on his waist high and said with excitement:

"Do you see clearly? I am Cenchofu! You can leave Senior Brother now!

"Want to usurp the throne? Get in line!"