Seven Hundred and Twenty-Two. Snow Cranes Emerge From the Kunlun Mountains

When Yan Zhaoge talked to Feng Yunsheng, he didn't shy away from anyone.

Ah Hu laughed silly while listening to it.

Xiao Ai's face was full of grief and indignation: "Master, your tall and brilliant image in my mind has completely collapsed!"

She sighed, with a look of lovelessness on her face.

"Girl, the young master is going to have a young mistress, what should we do?"

But after thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng didn't shy away from her when they spoke, they meant to trust her, and Xiao Ai felt a little better.

"Do you want to demote the young master from A to A?" She looked confused, turned her back, covered her ears and walked to the side.

Feng Yunsheng looked at her back and said with a smile: "The real age should be a little older than me, is this a young lady?"

Yan Zhaoge said: "Healed in the Tomb of Emperor Youming, so I slept for some years."

Feng Yunsheng turned to look at Dayou Minglun: "Speaking of Emperor Youming's Mausoleum, this should be the biggest harvest this time, right?"

She had just activated the Great Nether Minglun with Yan Zhaoge, and she was deeply impressed by the terrifying power hidden in this treasure.

There is a lunar crown in the front, and a cold sun sword in the back.

Feng Yunsheng's understanding of such high-level treasures is far more sensitive than ordinary people.

Yan Zhaoge also took a look at the Great Nether Minglun, and gently rubbed his sun nipples: "Whether it's a harvest or a disaster, it's hard to say now."

He looked up at the roof of the Hall of Dragons: "I was thinking earlier that using my own body as a material for refining the Great Nether Minglun, such a Great Youming Emperor should not be someone who pays too much attention to his own affairs."

"With the end of the ceremonies for refining the Great Youming Wheel, the Tomb of Emperor Youming also collapsed, which further verified my previous conjecture."

"The meaning of the existence of Emperor Youming's Mausoleum is not the burial place that Emperor Youming created for himself, but to refine the Great Youming Minglun, but..."

Yan Zhaoge heaved a sigh of relief: "The phantom of Emperor Youming that is the last entrusted in the Great You Minglun seems to faintly reject people from the Guangming Sect."

Feng Yunsheng murmured and said: "The message of 'separate each other' is the same as Emperor Youming's last words in the past. From this, it can be seen that not only the Guangming Sect, but also the people of the Dark Sect will most likely be killed by Da Youming. Wheel of repulsion."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "The fall of Emperor Youming and the decline of the Holy Cult of Youming have always been a mystery."

Feng Yunsheng asked: "You mean, there is an answer in the Tomb of Emperor Youming, or in the Great Youming Wheel?"

Yan Zhaoge didn't speak.

Yin Tianxia and You Ming Shengjiao's expedition to foreign lands back then may not be as simple as everyone knows.

They may have some kind of unknown purpose, but in the end, something happened because of it.

The Youming Sacred Cult failed, and Yin Tianxia had to return alone, but he was also dying.

From Yan Zhaoge's point of view, a hero like Yin Tianxia would not be so easily discouraged.

Then, there was only one reason why he didn't say a word and just told everyone to disperse.

Yin Tianxia didn't want to implicate other middle and low-level disciples in the sect, but as a hero who ruled the roost in an era, Yin Tianxia was definitely unwilling.

He wants to give himself and his fellow disciples an explanation, and also leave the truth for future generations.

Ah Hu scratched his head: "My lord, could it be that you think too much?"

Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "I hope so too."

After a slight pause, Yan Zhaoge said: "The last light and shadow left by Emperor Youming has dissipated, and the Great You Minglun will no longer reject people from the Guangming Sect."

"Unfortunately, in the situation just now, if we don't take away the Dayou Minglun, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape from the Guangmingzong's offensive."

"If the Great Nether Minglun falls into the hands of Guangmingzong, their strength will grow too much in a short period of time. It is a small matter that we cannot continue to gain a foothold in the Huangjia Sea, but the Eight Great Worlds will be completely irresistible."

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips: "If it wasn't for that, I even thought about giving the Great Nether Minglun to Guangmingzong..."

Ah Hu was taken aback: "Master?"

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand,

Signal him to be calm.

The big You Minglun floating faintly in the void does not seem to have any special features, nor does it reveal the slightest breath of power, just like an ordinary black iron wheel.

But when Yan Zhaoge looked at this treasure, his gaze became deeper and deeper.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns, the Supreme Beings of the Ten Directions, are currently the rulers of the Upper Realm.

There may not be any conflicts or disagreements between each other, but in the big picture, there are few disputes, and there is a sense of sympathy.

Especially the upper realm is not without foreign enemies, Jiuyou, threatening every world.

However, in the past years when Yin Tianxia fell and Youming Sacred Cult fell, the other great figures in the Upper Realm showed a secretive attitude.

There are too many things worth talking about, and Yan Zhaoge has some doubts that it is the work of one of them, or a few people.

In this case, it really feels like the closer you are to the truth, the faster you will die.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the phantom of the Great Emperor You Ming rejected the descendants of the same sect?

Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu looked at the Dayou Minglun in the void, and fell into deep thought for a while.

Yan Zhaoge clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, if you really want to talk about it, we are somewhat safer than the Bright Sect and the Dark Sect."

After a short pause, Yan Zhaoge added: "Of course, there are many ways to do this, which need to be carefully grasped."

"The so-called crisis has always been the coexistence of danger and opportunity. The problem is how to grasp the opportunity and avoid danger."

"There must be someone who knows what happened back then."

Yan Zhaoge said with a slightly strange expression: "Well, for example... my mother."

If not, it would be impossible for Xue Chuqing to help Emperor You Ming.

Even if he was ordered to do so, he would still know something about it.

Taking ten thousand steps back, the person who instructed Xue Chuqing to enter Emperor Youming's Mausoleum must have known about it.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and waved at Xiao Ai: "Xiao Ai, tell me anything else you know about my mother."

"For example, you mentioned before that you have friendship with the Great Emperor Youming, my mother's ancestor, do you know who he is?"

Xiao Ai blinked and blinked: "Master, the servant girl is a person who keeps her duty, and doesn't ask about the girl's affairs..."

Yan Zhaoge grinned: "Very good, keep it up."

"Just pick up what you know and tell me, so you don't have to keep it a secret from me?"

Xiao Ai babbled a lot, and they were all trivial things.

However, there was one incident that caught Yan Zhaoge's attention: "You just said that mother came from Kunlun Mountain?"

Xiao Ai replied: "I don't know if it is from there, but I must have been to Kunlun Mountain. Once, the girl was watching the snow scene in Xuantian Realm in the north. She once mentioned that this place is more desolate than the snow scene on Kunlun Mountain."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin.

This Kunlun Mountain is not the Kunlun Mountain before the Great Destruction, but the new Kunlun rebuilt by the Upper Realm after the Great Destruction. It is located in the central Juntian Realm of the core area of ​​the Upper Realm. (To be continued.)