He stood on the edge of Huaxu Holy Land, and said quietly.

In this world, from ancient times to the present, only three and a half of them have been able to see him. One is the Dasi Ming, the second is the Dasui, and the third is Fumin, and the origin is half.

As the first prehistoric god king, Dasiming ruled the world for hundreds of millions of years. Dasui opened up the totem cultivation method and created the five paths of reincarnation, which is the root cause of all acquired creatures in this world standing up.

Fu Min gathered three thousand emperors and summarized the six great reincarnation system. He was amazing and beautiful. He deserved the first heavenly emperor in this world.

To some extent, these three people are symbols of the three eras in this world.

The road marking mission of this world's path of cultivation.

Perhaps Zhong Yue will surpass these three people in the future, but even if Zhong Yue surpasses the three people, the meaning represented by these three people cannot be ignored.

"Have your Yuqing Zhouguang Xuan Sutra reached this level?"

The Empress Shenwu was a little surprised.

Reincarnation cannot be changed. Whether in the past or the future, even Emperor Haoyi, who created the Yuqing Zhouguang Xuan Sutra, could not travel around time and space to meet with many emperors.

Even if you come to the past and the future, you will not see an existence that does not belong to your own time and space.

"The Yuqing Zhouguang Xuan Sutra cannot represent time and space, and I don't need the Yuqing Zhouguang Xuan Sutra."

Fushen withdrew his gaze, and without saying much, he bid farewell to Empress Shen's house, floated away, and sank into endless time.

"Under the wound..."

Empress Shenwu frowned, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, she called the contemporary Nuwa of Huaxu.

"These days, I have blocked Biluo Palace and offended the heavens. After I am not here, you should be careful! If something is wrong, go to the Heavenly Court to seek help from the Spirit of the Emperor of Heaven."

Empress Shen Wu ordered to Huaxu Nuwa.

"Where is that Empress?"

Huaxu's contemporary Nuwa is a little worried.

The power of heaven is not inferior to that of the ancient god king. If there is no Goddess of Goddess, it is afraid that it will be difficult to resist.

"The Emperor of Heaven asked me to pass on the cycle of reincarnation and clear the demonic atmosphere, and I had to go."

Empress Shen Wu knew what she was thinking and said softly: "Although the Emperor of Heaven is not in the Heavenly Court, his spirit is enough to shock the sky, so you don't have to worry too much."

After saying a few words, she went down to the Ziwei Star Domain.

Back then, Fu Min settled the six paths of the tripod, Hou Tu opened up the cycle of reincarnation, and the divine body was the dirty body that Hou Tu had shed before he became the Tao God.

"The body transforms into three thousand, evolves into Naihe Bridge, and boils Mengpo soup..."

Empress Shenwu looked back and looked at the dazzling heavenly courtyard above the Ziwei Star Domain, floated down and sank into the Three Thousand and Six Path Realms.

As the dirty body of Houtu, no one in modern times understands reincarnation better than her, and no one is more suitable than her.

Just after the Empress Shen Wu stepped into time and space, the Empress Shen Wu got down from the Ziwei Star Domain.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, in a temple that is constantly rising and falling, a middle-aged god and demon wearing a blue shirt is sitting cross-legged, and suddenly his heart is slightly moved.

I saw the void cracking in the distant starry sky, and blood kept flowing down like a waterfall, as if the sky was bleeding.

And above the cracked void, a face without facial features or appearances of men and women appeared.

"sky!"

The god and demon were shocked and fell to the ground.

"Bi Luo! After being buried in the Heavenly Court, the Shenhou also came down to Ziwei... You go to the Heavenly Court to meet Zhong Yue and discuss the sacrifice."

The calm and indifferent voice echoed in the Biluo Palace.

"Heaven" is the yearning for heaven by countless acquired creatures throughout history. It is the strongest sacrifice to the innate god in the world. The sacrifice of sentient beings is extremely important to him.

Especially, 100,000 years ago, Fu Min killed him with a knife, which could not be restored without the Great Sacrifice of the Emperor of Heaven.

"But......."

The god and demon named Biluo hesitated slightly.

When he was killed in the battle of the Emperor Ming, he was forced out of the Ziwei Emperor Star by Shenwu. Later, he suppressed the ten emperors in the battle of the Emperor, which made him feel terrified.

How dare you go to Heaven?

"See Zhong Yue, no pain was found. If there is any accident, I will temporarily retreat."

God is not too forced, but his voice is still indifferent.

"Abide by the destiny of heaven!"

Biluo no longer hesitated, bowed slightly, bid farewell to the sky, stood up and stepped into the Ziwei Star Domain, and headed towards the Heavenly Court.

Biluo is an emperor-level existence, and his footsteps are not as fast as possible.

In just a few days, I came to the starry sky thousands of miles outside the heaven.

Looking slightly, I saw that there seemed to be a powerful imperial aura spreading in the heavenly court surrounded by endless divine light, and the boundless light and shadow outlined a towering blue lotus.

The green lotus rose from the heavenly palace, rising above the nine heavens, with branches and leaves swaying, surrounded by stars.

Unspeakable nobility and pride.

"This is?"

Bi Luo reported slightly and stopped.

The divine light flashed in his eyes. Looking endlessly, he saw a middle-aged man in blue shirt playing chess with Zhong Yue in a courtyard behind the Heavenly Court.

As if he noticed his gaze, the blue-shirted handsome man slowly raised his head, and his gentle eyes lit up slightly.

Boom!

Even though he was thousands of miles apart, Bi Luo felt a shock in his heart, and his eyes seemed to be burned by divine light, and he couldn't help but retreat thousands of miles.

I was shocked: Who is this middle-aged man?

In the heavenly court, Zhong Yue pondered for a long time, and the innate Yi Dao kept flowing. Zhong Yue came up with a chess that broke the deadlock: "Mr. Qing is a master of chess skills!"

Zhong Yue smiled and made a move.

"My friend Zhong Yue's chess skills are not bad."

The Qing Emperor restrained his eyes, smiled faintly, and left a son, saying, "But, I'm a little short of trying to beat me."

"call!"

Zhong Yue let out a long breath, feeling that his brain was getting hot. His innate Yi Dao had not yet been completed, and his calculations were not as good as the middle-aged man in front of him.

It is naturally not easy to win.

However, Zhong Yue did not care about winning or losing. Being able to play chess with such existence is a great gain in itself.

"Mr. chess skills are unfathomable! I'm afraid no one can win!"

Zhong Yue held up the chess piece, his eyes flashing, deducing countless possibilities. He felt that the chess move that Mr. Qing in front of him was blocking hundreds of billions of possibilities.

No matter how you hit, it seems that you can only lose.

Helplessly, the only one who abandoned his son gave in: "I gave in."

"Not this, I have never beaten the Emperor of Heaven."

Wan Qing put down the chess piece, wondering what he remembered, and smiled in a silence.

"Senior brother is so skilled in chess?"

Zhong Yue was very surprised.

"That's not."

Qingdi shook his head: "His chess skills are just average, just go straight."

"Why is that?"

Zhong Yue was curious.

Wan Qing put away the chessboard with her sleeves, her eyes drooped, and she looked down at the Three Thousand Six Path Realms, and said softly:

"Nothing else, fist hard!"

Zhong Yue couldn't laugh or cry.

At this time, a god general walked over quickly and bowed to his knees: "Emperor Tai, the list of emperors in the future has been arranged and is now hung on the South Gate of Heaven."

"kindness."

Zhong Yue calmed down and stood up to bid farewell to Emperor Qing, and was about to step out of the courtyard.

He is very busy, very busy.

"Stay away."

The Qing Emperor summoned Zhong Yue.

"What advice does Mr. Qing have?"
To be continued...