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Chapter 54 Six generations of winter melon

"Yeah, your intelligence network is very good."

Ye Nu praised Xia Hui and understood in his heart that Kyoto is not easy to break into Tianshen Mountain. I don’t know if there are many powerful people who have real god-level status.

"Senior, what do you think of this Tianshen Mountain?"

"I'll take you to Kyoto to see that there will be no god-level powerhouses in this world, but there may be a possibility of a self-killing existence."

"You can run away when you meet that kind of senior, right?"

"Ahem, you guy is telling the truth. Let's go, little girl, I'll take you to Kyoto now."

The Kunwu Pavilion showed off its sleeves, and with a wave, Ye Nu and Shana were included in it. Although the Kunwu Pavilion was not as fast as the old bird, it could reach it quickly in just tens of thousands of miles. In just three minutes, the three of them arrived in the sky of Kyoto. Ye Nu opened the eye of observing the Dharma and saw that the formation was actually arranged in Kyoto. Once the monk entered, he would be suppressed by the formation and become a powerful mortal.

"Exiled Immortal Formation." Kunwuting said to himself in surprise, and then his eyes looked at Tianshen Mountain a hundred miles away from Kyoto. There were three old men on Tianshen Mountain looking at him together, and it was obviously not very friendly.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?"

After speaking, the three old men appeared over Kyoto and surrounded Kunwu Pavilion.

"Kunwuting, I don't know who the three of you are, why they are in trouble in my Yunchu Kyoto." Kunwuting said this loudly, and almost the entire Kyoto heard this sound. People walked out of their homes and looked up at the sky. Kunwuting, wasn't that the founding martial god of the Yunchu Empire?

Tianshen Mountain is not famous, but Kunwuting is an idol of many people. One person and one sword have become the best in the world. Among all the well-known god stealers, Kunwuting is the closest person to this era.

"Three hundred years ago, Kunwuting, the world's number one, but unfortunately, each of us was once the world's number one."

One of the sarcastic old men laughed when they heard the name, and then a strong old man bowed to Kunwuting and said:

"I am not talented, but I am the best in the world eight hundred years ago."

"I'm a little old, three thousand years ago, the best in the world." The person who spoke was a very simple-looking old man in a common man.

"You guys are so shameless, I didn't say what the best in the world are. Where do you put the gods and where do you put the one from Buzhou Mountain?"

"Kunwuting, I don't want to talk to you more. The Yunchu Empire has been taken by my Tianshen Mountain. I advise you to be your gossip honestly. This era is not an era where one person and one sword can stop it."

While the three powerful men from Kunwuting confronted each other, Ye Nu had already used the transcendent artistic conception to enter the formation. Since the artistic conception was transcendent, the Kyoto formation naturally could not suppress his cultivation, but his artistic conception could only last for one minute. He needed to find Xia Nai's father as soon as possible.

The eye of observing the Dharma opened again, and the entire palace was seen by him. Soon he found the place where Emperor Xia Zhi was. However, two masters with the ninth level of artistic conception were watching next to the emperor. This was because in the plan of Tianshen Mountain, the emperor Xia Zhi still had some effect. He used bait to attract the forces behind other princes, and thus captured them all.

Ye Nu had already appeared beside the emperor, and he stretched out his hand and ran away, just in time he met the two masters. Ye Nu used his dragon skills without saying a word.

Before the two of them were exerted, they quickly defeated them and successfully escaped from the palace. However, the battle had attracted the attention of the old men in the late stage of the three formations, and the three artistic conceptions actually arrived together.

"I have me in the world."

"The air rushes through mountains and rivers."

"The building is full of wind and rain."

All three artistic conceptions can represent an era. If it hit Ye Nu at the same time, it would be difficult to live. Fortunately, Kunwuting and Ye Nu had a tacit understanding. When the three powerful people used their artistic conception, Ye Nu turned into a cold sword early and blocked Ye Nu in front of Ye Nu. Then the cold sword avoided the battle and directly led Ye Nu and the emperor to cut through the sky and flew towards the distance. After the three old men chased for hundreds of miles, they found that Kunwu Pavilion had disappeared.

"The Kunwuting is still above us, but I don't understand how a person like him would be interested in this emperor." The strong old man showed surprise. For them, the emperor was just a tool for use and had no effect.

"Maybe he also wants to interfere in the chaos in Yunchu and ask him to save him. Could it be that Kunwuting can reverse life and death? The emperor's lifespan has ended, and even if we are as powerful as us, we can't prolong his life." The sarcastic old man also showed suspicion. The emperor's lifespan was less than eight days, and it was the result of the fact that several of their powerful men used secret techniques to force their souls. It can be said that once this city is out, even the gods cannot save her. Could Kunwuting be ordered by a corpse?

"Forget it, it's time to announce the death of the emperor to the public. Let the prince ascend the throne. In the future, there will be more and more young people like Kunwuting. If the situation is not stabilized earlier, there will be no hope of unification of Yun and Chu. How can we fight for the world?" The old man obviously guessed something three thousand years ago, but as long as the emperor's death is announced and the prince ascends the throne, the kings will be convinced in the capital. In this way, even if the old emperor is resurrected, he will not change anything.

"Well, you have to prepare quickly. The god will kill himself and descend to the mainland. We must not let him down." The sarcastic man suddenly thought that after the tide of heaven and earth, the one who had been ten thousand years ago would return to the mainland, so he became extremely excited. As long as the lord returns, there is no worry about the whole world being unified.

While several old men were saying things to comfort themselves, Ye Nu had already saved Emperor Xia Zhi with the immortal lotus seeds on Tianzhu Mountain three thousand miles away, and made Emperor Xia Zhi's bloody qi and blood. All the stubborn diseases in the past were eliminated by Ye Nu.

"Father."

"Son, why am I here?"

Seeing that Xia Zhi was confused by his own situation, Ye Nu and Xia Nai also said everything that had happened in the past few months. When they heard that the prince was supported by Tianshen Mountain and half of the country was occupied by rebels, the kings also fought for their own battles and wanted to obtain the throne of the emperor, Xia Zhi was almost fainted from anger.

"It's better to pass the throne to the ninth emperor brother. His illness has been cured and is enough to take on the great responsibility. By the way, do you know who this old senior is?" The imperial court is a dream. If Xia Nai advised him to pass the throne to, he would blame Xia Nai for blame. Now he is really tired. He heard Xia Nai's words and nodded in agreement. He looked up at the old man standing at the back and asked with some trepidation:

"This is?"

"Kunwuting." Kunwuting looked at him coldly and reported his name.

"It turned out to be the ancestor."

When Xia Zhi heard that it was Kunwuting, he immediately gave a great gift. In the Xia family's ancestors, Kunwuting was a brother of Xia Yuan, so the descendants of the Xia family would call him the ancestor when they saw him.

"This Xia Yuan is enough. From now on, your Xia family will call me "Hello Kun" and I don't even have a son, so why will I become an ancestor?"

When Xia Zhi heard Kunwuting's words, he had to smile awkwardly, thinking that he ascended the throne as emperor at a young age, and the young man became a wise king. He thought he was a character, but he was really nothing in front of this senior.

"Let's go."

Kunwuting wrapped three people and two beasts in one sleeve. When he was about to go back to the palace, a child riding a goat and braided braids blocked Kunwuting's way. The child said to Kunwuting with a harmless smile on his face:

"Your Excellency Mr. Kunwuting?"

"That's right, who are you?"

"I am a winter melon, the sixth generation disciple of Buzhou Mountain. The Master wants me to find the seventh generation, so I'm sorry to promote it. On July 16th, I will select the seventh generation from the main peak of Tianzhu."

"Seven generations of Buzhou Mountain." Ye Nu's heart trembled in her sleeves. She collected seven generations of disciples in the small world of seven generations. Who is this Master?
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