Chapter 9 Have you ever remembered that your name is Yanhuang!

Above the Nine Heavens, the wind was originally violent, but now it has become extremely docile.

The clouds transform into pavilions, lofts, tables, chairs, benches, and like a city of clouds.

On the three thrones formed by clouds, three women sat looking at each other. The three legs stood in a perfect triangle.

Just like the pattern of the Xuanhuang Palace, the Demonic Demon Sect and the Three-part Xuanhuang Realm of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The three women are:

The palace master of Xuanhuang Palace is dignified and holy, worried and caring for the world;

The demon lord of the Demon Sect is like a saint and a demon, with an unconventional temperament and looks down on the world;

The Empress of the Celestial Dynasty, the overbearing and domineering, the inner saint and the outer king, holds the world!

The three women are the top existences in the Xuanhuang Realm pyramid. They are all fascinating, the country, and even more fascinating, and they all have supreme appearance.

Unfortunately, when they reach their status, people will not dare to look at their appearance directly, and subconsciously ignore their appearance.

Although the three women, although they stood at the top of the pyramid of the Xuanhuang Realm, have always been incompatible. Because of the stability of the triangle, they have maintained the current situation in the Xuanhuang Realm. Now, they are actually gathering together?

"I summon two people to come. The reason why Xuanhuang Palace was born and the reason why Xuanhuang Bell ringed was because of the Chen Jing.

The man who has the best talent in swordsmanship for 18,000 years has been the best, Chen Jing."

The Palace Master of Xuanhuang Palace spoke, his voice was indifferent.

The Empress and the Demon Lord subconsciously looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Tianji Tower occupied all the secrets of heaven, and they naturally knew that Chen Jing was the first sword talent in the Xuanhuang Realm in 18,000 years.

They didn't take it to heart.

But now, Xuanhuang Palace has been hidden for thousands of years and has been born because of Chen Jing. It can be seen that the nature of the matter is already very serious.

"The first talent in swordsmanship in the past 18,000 years, and if you grow up, you can also be the first combat power in the past 18,000 years."

The Demon Lord was compassionate and smiled sly: "If you kill such a person, just kill him."

He is worthy of being the Demon Lord, and he speaks the most ruthless words with the most charming smile.

Decisions to kill people will not cause any turmoil in the heart.

The empress frowned, as if she couldn't bear it, and finally said: "It is not easy to divide the world into three parts of the Xuanhuang Realm, and great peace is hard to come by. It is inappropriate to break the existing pattern for one person and make the world burn again.

For the world, Chen Jing should be punished."

The empress finally returned to peace. Although she regretted Chen Jing's talent, she finally agreed to kill Chen Jing for the sake of the overall situation of the world.

After all, peace is hard-won and war should not be started for one person again.

Since the Palace Master of Xuanhuang Palace has confirmed that Chen Jing’s swordsmanship is the best in 18,000 years. Then the Empress and the Demon Lord naturally believed it, and naturally made the most accurate decision: for peace in the world, please die.

Chen Jing, it’s a pity that he was born in the wrong era.

It should not be born in the present.

What is most regrettable is that the talent of swordsmanship for 18,000 years is the best, and it will be completely dim before it shines.

Both the Empress and the Demon Lord made decisions, but under normal circumstances, Chen Jing had no way to live.

The Lord of Xuanhuang Palace stood up and looked down, which was the general appearance of Xuanhuang Realm.

She suddenly burst into tears and sang sadly:

“That broken giant mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth;

The dry and hard yellow mud is the plasma of the earth;

The mountain-like corpse is the sadness of our ancestors!

Thousands of years later, the piano and zither are harmonious, the silk and bamboo are melodious, and praise the great way of saints forever!

Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the future of the human race?

How can we forget that Shennong tastes hundreds of herbs and burys his bones in a foreign land?

Does anyone know that Nuwa crying blood to repair the sky, and uses the essence of flesh and blood to allow our human race to last forever?

A song of joy in the prosperous era, the great way is on the top, and an illusory divine song buried the achievements of our ancestors for thousands of years.

All living beings are like ants, the great way is ahead, singing and singing forever, without mentioning Yan and Huang at all.

Inexplicably sad.

Magnificent palaces, majestic giant palaces, false gods are ahead, and the sadness of ancestors.

The small monument has long been forgotten, and there is no place for half a foot of the shrine to be placed.

Do you remember that there is a name called Yanhuang?

In your blood, the hope of ancestors flows!

Only talk about the great way and prosperity, the national spirit is buried.

The blood of the sky, the essence of the earth, the battle between yin and yang, and the blood is crying.

Can the blood and tears of ancestors touch your heart?" [Note]

The empress, who had a life of iron blood, fought in all directions, and set the central part of the Xuanhuang Realm. The supreme ruler, however, was in tears at this moment.

The Demon Lord is the smartest and most proud. He is good at playing with human nature, looking down on the world, and seeing all living beings in the world as all things, but at this moment, he is already full of tears.

"Yanhuang Realm was originally the center of the three thousand great worlds, but because of the ancestors' fighting power, they fought in foreign lands and buried their bones in foreign lands. In the end, the Yanhuang Realm was lonely and forced to rename [Xuanhuang Realm], and was knocked down from the three thousand great worlds and became a small thousand world in the sands of the Ganges."

"I have been around for 100,800 years, and I have not been in contact with the outside world. I have been isolated from the world and have never walked out of the small world."

The palace master bowed, bent down ninety degrees, and bowed to the empress and the demon master: "Two sisters, the hope of the Xuanhuang Realm lies in the young man with the first talent of swordsmanship. I, Pangu Qiankun, want to raise the entire Xuanhuang Realm to offer to the Chen Jing.

Please help me!”

The master of Pangu Qiankun, the Xuanhuang Palace Palace, is the youngest, but the most proud and proud. He fought all his life without bowing his back.

But now, he bows to the enemy Empress and the Demon Lord of his life, just for Chen Jing, a illusory hope.

"My sister has a big pattern and a big mind, I am not as good as me. From now on, I would like to follow my sister's head." The demon master was solemn and bowed to the empress.

"We are all surnamed Pangu, and we have been comfortable for 18,000 years. We just want to stare at the small pond of Xuanhuang Realm. My sister is far-sighted and always remembers the grief of our ancestors. The ancestors seem to be still fighting and their corpses have not been recycled.

How can we forget it after all?”

The empress also bowed to the palace master: "From now on, I would like to listen to my sister's orders, break the connection between heaven and earth, and return to the Three Thousand Worlds!"

The palace master, the empress, and the demon master looked at each other and reached a consensus.

The Palace Master of Xuanhuang Palace said solemnly: "The two sisters are kind, so my sister won't refuse."

"Please tell me the palace master." The empress and the demon master all said.

"Master Demon, you have countless clones, transformed into thousands of illusions, and held the demonic path. I want your demonic clone in the Feitian Realm to order your disciples to capture Chen Jing alive. Try Chen Jing's quality.

If Chen Jing is of sufficient quality, I want you to be a clone of three great realms that are always higher than Chen Jing and constantly send people from the demonic way to capture Chen Jing alive.

Step by step, build Chen Jing into Tang Monk’s meat. After eating, you can live forever and live with the heavens. Even after eating, you can become a saint on the ground!"

The Palace Master of Xuanhuang Palace spoke, his voice full of killing and decisiveness.

This move is a big deal.

Since ancient times, only actual combat has been used to practice sword cultivation.

If Chen Jing becomes the "Tang Monk's flesh", he will surely be enemies all over the world and wars continue!

This is the biggest practical battle for Chen Jing!

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[Note]: This song is cited by Chen Dong's "The World of Eternal Life" and is called "The Ballad of Ancestral God".

Chen Dong, forever!

After excerpting this song "Sword Cultivator, Forever God", the whole book feels sublimated. With the bones and the spirit.

Of course, it is just an excerpt, and the specific plot and spirit are different from "Eternal World".
Chapter completed!