Chapter 195 Hanging on a Tree

Qi Yuan killed the golden monkey with a sword, his eyes calm.

The Eighteen Arhats and the Four Heavenly Kings were all very calm, and seemed to be used to what was happening.

Only the green-robed old dragon was worried, and murmured: "It's over, you killed the strongest genius of the ancient ape clan, and the ancient ape clan will definitely... come to make trouble."

Qi Yuan heard this with a smile in his eyes: "Why is it over? I can kill the golden dragon, but I can't kill a monkey?"

The green-robed old dragon was stunned when he heard it.

They, the North Sea Dragon Clan, dared not kill the golden monkey, but the Origin Heavenly Venerable dared, and the Origin Heavenly Venerable even killed the golden dragon.

Thinking of this, the green-robed old dragon felt distressed: "Alas."

I don't know if he is feeling sorry for the golden dragon or the golden monkey.

The golden monkey is unruly, and his strength is only the purple mansion. He has no idea how powerful the Qionghua Great Venerable and the strong men around Qi Yuan are.

It can be said that the ignorant are fearless.

Then, he was killed by Qi Yuan with a sword.

He will not talk about the principle that ignorance is not a crime.

The other two monkeys stood aside, trembling.

Among them, the monkey named Xiaoliu stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: "Gu Jin has brought this upon himself. He has offended several people. My two brothers are willing to return to the ancient ape tribe and report what happened today to the elders of the tribe to avoid conflicts!"

Xiaoliu was very smart and said quickly.

He was saving himself.

Qi Yuan looked at Xiaoliu and was a little surprised: "What if the ancient ape tribe wants to trouble me?"

"I will explain the pros and cons. The elders are knowledgeable and reasonable and will not start a war without authorization."

"What if?" Qi Yuan looked at Xiaoliu.

"The elders still want to trouble Tianzun, and I will die before them!" Xiaoliu's eyes were firm, and his voice was full of a sense of fearlessness.

Qi Yuan smiled: "Then I will give you a chance and give the ancient ape tribe a chance."

Qi Yuan was too lazy to care about what happened afterwards, or he didn't care.

It's just a game. Playing it happily is the kingly way.

After leaving the North Sea Dragon Clan, Qi Yuan passed through the Qionghua Palace, and finally left the North Sea Eye with a group of ancient gods.

The Great Qionghua stayed in the Qionghua Palace.

On the one hand, Qi Yuan gave her the method of viewing the gods of the Hundred Flowers Fairy. She had gained something about the position of the Flower God, and it would take time to break through.

On the other hand, she had to stay in the Qionghua Palace to help Qi Yuan collect the treasures missed in the North Sea Eye.

At this time, outside the North Sea Eye, a group of ancient gods resigned to Qi Yuan.

In this Hundred Flowers Meeting, Qi Yuan's Dragon-Subduing Arhats killed the North Sea Dragon Clan, Qi Yuan awakened the Great Qionghua, and the Great Qionghua recognized Qi Yuan as the master. All these things were shocking.

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, I live in Xuankong Mountain. If you pass by my blessed land, I will definitely offer you fine wine and delicious food." An ancient god said casually.

Ye Liuyun looked at Qi Yuan, and his inner shock was deeper than others.

Others were not of the dragon clan, so they could not see that the phantom on the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was a dragon clan with seven steps to the sky, and they only knew that he was a great lord.

Ye Liuyun was different, he also had dragon blood, and the phantom of the dragon clan was much stronger than the phantom of the Dragon Ancestor, and it was undoubtedly a dragon clan with seven steps to the sky.

He could not understand why such a powerful dragon clan was killed by the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.

Recalling what Qi Yuan said before, he could not help but think more, he said goodbye to Qi Yuan, lowered his voice and said: "Origin Heavenly Lord, the Yinglong, Zhulong, Qinglong and the five-clawed golden dragon mentioned before, are they real?"

"Yes, they exist in my memory." Qi Yuan replied.

Don't those gods exist in his memory?

Seeing Qi Yuan's answer, Ye Liuyun took a breath: "How do they compare to the five-clawed golden dragon behind the Dragon-Subduing Arhat?"

"Only stronger, not weaker." Qi Yuan replied.

Ye Liuyun was shocked when he heard this.

He had to tell the elders of the clan about this matter quickly.

Ye Liuyun left, and the others also said goodbye to Qi Yuan.

The last one was Venerable Twilight. He looked at Qi Yuan and sighed: "With your talent, staying in the occupied area is really... too dangerous."

Venerable Twilight knew the horror of Qi Yuan's talent, twenty legends in a row.

Except for the top, who can create myths, who can be as good as the Son of Destiny?

"If you are worried about my safety, why not be my bodyguard." Qi Yuan smiled.

Venerable Twilight smiled helplessly.

He is not so selfless.

If Qi Yuan can visualize the legendary level of God-viewing method suitable for him, maybe he will serve Qi Yuan like the Great Qionghua.

But it is obvious that it is rare to have one of that kind of God-viewing method, so how can there be a second one?

"Well, this time the harvest is not bad, it's time to go home." Qi Yuan said, taking the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eighteen Arhats, turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

In the Qionghua Palace.

There are traces of petals in the pupils of the Great Qionghua.

The Palace Master of Qionghua stood aside, hesitant to speak.

"You are still wondering, why should I, a great master, serve the Heavenly Master as my master?" The Great Master of Qionghua spoke.

The Palace Master of Qionghua nodded.

She was indeed very confused.

The Heavenly Master of Origin visualized the Fairy of Flowers and awakened the Great Master, which was indeed a great favor.

But this favor can be repaid with treasures, or other things.

Serving as the master is really exaggerated.

Perhaps, in ancient times, the identity of the Heavenly Master of Origin was precious, and he was a strong man who stepped into the sky six steps or even seven steps.

But now is different from the past.

The Heavenly Master of Origin is now just a purple mansion.

The starting point of the Heavenly Master of Qionghua in this life is far higher than that of the Heavenly Master of Origin.

In this life, the Heavenly Master of Origin has almost no possibility of surpassing the Heavenly Master of Qionghua.

Because of this, the Palace Master of Qionghua was puzzled.

Serving the Heavenly Lord and becoming a citizen is not just talk.

The Great Qionghua looked deep: "Have you heard of the Fairy of Flowers?"

The Palace Master of Qionghua shook her head: "No."

Before this, she had never heard of any stories about the Fairy of Flowers.

"The position of Flower God is what I have been seeking all my life, and I know it best.

In the mortal world, there is no god at all... who holds this position." The Great Qionghua spoke.

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master of Qionghua's face changed: "Then he... could it be..."

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"It was drizzling when I left, and it was clear when I returned."

Qi Yuan looked at the clouds in the sky and the stars glowing red, and felt in a good mood.

After a long journey, he brought everyone back to Qingshui Village again.

At this time, Qingshui Village was peaceful.

The village chief Yu Lei and the priest Shen Tu bought supplies in Feihuang City and did not come back today.

The Four Heavenly Kings and the Eighteen Arhats left one after another, and only Qi Yuan was left in the temple.

Looking at the bloody sky, Qi Yuan prepared to dig a big pit to sleep.

But suddenly, Qi Yuan stopped and looked at Xiao Jia who was standing quietly beside him.

"I suddenly remembered that the Yi Guan Yao in Yi Guan Jin all slept hanging on trees.

How about today, I will hang on the tree with you?" Qi Yuan looked at Xiao Jia, eager to try.

Xiao Jia stood aside, and the weak blood-red light shone on her body, which made her look a little charming.

Soon, Qi Yuan imitated the Yi Yao in Yi Guan Jin and hung himself and Xiao Jia on the branches.

"It feels safer to sleep in the earth pit." Qi Yuan grabbed Xiao Jia's slightly cool sleeves, "But hanging on the tree, blowing the evening breeze, and looking at the stars in the sky is sometimes quite romantic."

The night sky is dotted with stars.

Qi Yuan pointed to the moon in the past, and he said: "I heard that there is a Chang'e living on the moon, I don't know if it is true or not."

Xiao Jia also looked up, looking at the moon in the sky, as if thinking about something.

From the sleeves with delicate patterns, a wooden sign with a happy expression slipped down and fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

"It seems that Xiaojia, you really like hanging on the tree." Qi Yuan looked at Xiaojia.

Xiaojia held Qi Yuan's hand tighter without saying anything.

Time flows slowly, the evening breeze is light, and she enjoys the good years quietly.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, and various thoughts passed through his mind one by one.

"This game world is indeed a little... strange."

Qi Yuan determined the time flow rate between this world and Canglan World by summoning Xiaojia.

This time flow rate is very strange.

It seems that in just a moment in Canglan World, Fanxin World will go through vicissitudes.

Now, he has been in Fanxin World for so many days, and the time in Canglan World is still fixed before entering the game.

Because of this, he dared not leave the game and return to Canglan World.

If he goes offline, what if he sleeps in Canglan World for a night and Qingshui Village is gone?

"Very strange, according to reason, the time of Canglan Realm is frozen, and my star golden pill should also be frozen.

Why is my sun true fire still growing on the star golden pill?" Qi Yuan was a little puzzled.

It seemed that at this moment, time had no accurate comparison and scale.

"This world is really weird." Qi Yuan sighed. Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Jiang Long and Fu Hu couldn't be promoted through the treasure. It seems that even if we visualize some powerful ones, it will not be possible for the time being." On the way back, Qi Yuan asked Jiang Long Luohan and Fu Hu Luohan to try to break through to the true god.

This put Qi Yuan in a difficult situation.

Now he is embarrassed about who to visualize.

Those who visualize weaker may break through the limit and become true gods.

And those who visualize stronger may be stuck in the perfection of the purple mansion.

There are two ways to break the deadlock. One is to have more strong people like Qionghua Dazun among the people, and the second is to solve the limit of breaking through to the true god.

Grabbing Xiao Jia's cold sleeves, Qi Yuan slowly fell asleep.

At the same time, in Feihuang City, a carriage stopped outside the City Lord's Mansion.

Three men and two women in gorgeous clothes got off the carriage, and they all seemed to be from big families.

These five people were all from the Wang family of Feiwu City.

The Wang family had 70% of the restaurant business in Feiwu City. In Feiwu City, they were the kind that would shake the whole city if they stomped their feet.

Huang Mengying got the news and came out of the City Lord's Mansion with a puzzled look on her face: "What's going on, Mr. Wang?"

The leader of the Wang family was a middle-aged woman with a lot of white hair mixed in her black hair. There was deep worry in her eyes: "At the hour of Yin today, the late emperor... passed away."

"What!" Huang Mengying was shocked when she heard this.

Among the occupied areas, Lin State was one of the most powerful countries in the fight against evil gods.

The biggest reason was that the monarch believed in ancient gods and strongly resisted evil gods.

Now, the monarch passed away.

For Huang Mengying, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

"The successor is the third prince." Mr. Wang said another cruel reality.

The third prince is the one who has always proposed to believe in evil gods in the imperial court.

What does the succession of the third prince mean to Huang Mengying and others?

The sky of the Lin Kingdom is about to change.

However, what Mr. Wang said next made Huang Mengying's face change even more: "At noon, a transfer order came from Kyoto, and Zhuge Mansion Master... was transferred away from Feiling Mansion."

Feihuang City, Feiwu City, and the five surrounding cities, a total of seven cities, are all under the jurisdiction of Feiling Mansion.

Zhuge Mansion Master is also a pure ancient god sect. Now that he has been transferred away, it is conceivable.

"We, the Wang family, have been paying attention to the current situation and have made preparations long ago.

Now that the late emperor has passed away, we are ready to leave the Lin Kingdom and go to the Ancient God Alliance." Wang Dajia spoke, with a hint of confusion about the future in his words.

Obviously, the Wang family had already prepared for migration.

This time, the situation changed, and even a core figure like her began to move.

"Feihuang City must also prepare early." Wang Dajia said, "If the Huang family wants to leave, our Wang family can lend a hand."

The Wang family and the Huang family are old friends.

After a few exchanges, Wang Dajia said goodbye and did not stay overnight in Feihuang City.

Huang Mengying looked at the back of Wang Dajia's carriage, and her eyes became firm: "Come on, report this matter to Yuanyuan Tianzun."

The carriage left under the cover of night, and the expressions of the few people in the car were not very good.

Wang Dajia lifted the curtains and looked at Feihuang City with the smell of fireworks. He couldn't help but sigh: "After the evil god comes, I don't know when Feihuang City will become a ghost land."

Belief in evil gods may be good in the short term, but once assimilated, it will be a walking corpse.

This kind of ending is not acceptable to them, the aristocratic families.

Of course, some evil gods have released conditions and won the support of many aristocratic families, even ancient gods.

Wang Wenya thought of something and asked softly: "Wang Dajia, do you think the ancient god in Qingshui Village will leave?"

On the way here, they already knew what happened in Feihuang City.

They are quite interested in the ancient god in Qingshui Village.

"Looking at his battle, he shouldn't leave." Wang Dajia gave his own judgment.

The heart of an ancient god can be seen from the fiefdom.

For example, although the Wang family used to be in Feiwu City, the restaurant under its name has been shrinking, and fixed assets are also being sold.

This shows that the Wang family is ready to run away at any time.

On the other hand, according to the information obtained by Wang Dajia, Qingshui Village attaches great importance to agriculture and has been developing fertile fields.

There is no sign of leaving.

"Now, going to the Ancient God Alliance is the best outcome." Wang Wenya said.

The man next to him said at this time: "Perhaps, he doesn't want to give up his people."

Everyone in the car was silent after hearing this.

After an unknown period of time, the convoy slowly drove.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came.

"Routine inspection!"

Routine inspection is a common practice when the convoy passes through major cities and towns.

In the area of ​​the evil god, check if there are spies of the ancient god.

In the area of ​​the ancient god, check if there are running dogs of the evil god.

Wang Wenya heard the voice, opened the curtains and saw a familiar figure, with a look of surprise in her eyes: "Zhao Zun, it's you!"

"Wenya?" Zhao Zun recognized Wang Wenya.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Zhao Zun, Wang Wenya's heart flashed with joy.

She used to study in the academy, Zhao Zun was her classmate, and the relationship between the two was average.

However, a year ago, something happened to the Zhao family, and Zhao Zun disappeared.

"Something happened at home, and I fled here." Zhao Zun briefly told Wang Wenya about the past.

After hearing this, Wang Wenya felt complicated. She didn't expect that the Zhao family would have such a change.

This former classmate actually suffered such a blow.

"Now, you follow the Origin Heavenly Venerable?" Wang Wenya was a little curious. Thinking of their former friendship, she said, "Soon... there may be a war. Do you want to leave this dangerous place with me?"

"No need." Zhao Zun shook his head with a firm look, "My future is given by the Heavenly Venerable. I will not leave here."

When he became the Arhat of the Dragon Subduing, he was no longer the Zhao Zun before.

Wang Wenya was a little confused. She didn't know why Zhao Zun's attitude was so firm.

However, if the old friend didn't want to leave, she wouldn't force him.

She returned to the carriage and felt a little bleak.

At this time, Wang Dajia showed a puzzled expression: "Was your classmate so strong in the past?"

"Ah?" Wang Wenya didn't understand what Wang Dajia meant.

"He is so powerful, how could Zhao Si take away his property?" Wang Dajia looked puzzled.

"Isn't he the Divine Infant just now?" Wang Wenya was puzzled.

"He is not a divine infant. If he wants, we will probably have to stay here." Wang Dajia said quietly.

As the first person in the Wang family, her strength is the perfection of the Purple Mansion.

However, facing that Zhao Zun, she had a hunch that she was not his opponent at all.

"How could it be, how could he be so strong!" Wang Wenya didn't understand.

It's only been a year since they last met, and he has crossed a big realm?

"Perhaps, this is related to his claiming to be the Dragon-Subduing Arhat." Wang Dajia thought of the God-Viewing Method and murmured, "No wonder he is willing to be loyal to the guardian god of Qingshui Village.

He has improved his strength to the perfection of the Purple Mansion so quickly. The level of this God-Viewing Method is very high."

Of course, it's high, and envy is envy.

The Wang family will not stay in Qingshui Village and be loyal to the so-called guardian god of Qingshui Village.

Going to the Ancient God Alliance is the only way to survive in this occupied area.