Chapter 1474 (1/2)

Kunlun banquet stars, as if in the call of the times, this is a golden age.

Ye Chen sits leisurely and drinks quietly. Sometimes he looks up at the banquet.

I don't know why, looking at so many gods and daughters, he has a kind of inexplicable sadness. They are like dazzling stars, but in the course of time, they are also the poor people on the way to the emperor.

Emperor Xianwu has fallen for only nine thousand years. His brand of emperor's way still suppresses the heaven. If he wants to become an emperor against the heaven under such constraints, the possibility is almost zero. The so-called emperor road competition is actually an old joke. It is strange that they were born in the wrong era.

Today's tianwanyu is very similar to that of the great Chu. Among all living beings, only one person in the great Chu can attain the highest level of cultivation, and so is the universe. Only one person can prove Tao and become emperor.

Over a long period of time and vicissitudes of life, how many heroes of the world drank their hatred and spent their whole life struggling to cross the ethereal natural moat. For example, the supernatural soldiers of the Chu sea and the God of war were just one step away, but they could hardly step out, leaving behind the pain and desolation of the whole world.

Ye Chen laughed, more sad, in the sorrow of many gods, also in the sorrow of their own, I do not know thousands of years after the Kunlun banquet, they will also like this moment of laughter, at that time, they may have been years polished all the vision.

”Don't laugh and cry.” On his side, Yan Lao Dao, who was still pouring wine into the gourd, said, ”the monk is going against the sky. Why should he care how far he can go.”

”That's not bad.” Ye Chen smiles and looks at the door, expecting reincarnation to come in. Compared with the ancient ruins, he cares more about the native people of Da Chu.

He didn't see the reincarnated man, but he saw the little nine immortals coming back. He was very angry. Maybe he didn't catch up with the southern emperor. Although he had strong fighting power, his speed was one notch weaker than that of the southern emperor.

He closed his eyes and consciously sealed the origin of the holy body, so as not to be recognized by the small nine immortals.

Sure enough, the little nine immortals didn't realize that even if they were advanced to the sages, they could not break the evolution of the Zhou Dynasty.

Outside the attic, there were people coming in, not only the gods, but also some old folks, but after a while they left again, for they were extremely uncommunicative.

The banquet center Yuntai, there is a big religious goddess to offer dance, dance graceful, attracted applause.

After high tides, Kunlun banquet gradually quieted down. Some people got up one after another and left quietly. Without knowing it, they went to the ancient ruins ahead of time.

Ye Chen and Yan Lao Dao also got up and went to the center of the city with the flow of people and stepped into the transmission array.

The transmission array of Kunlun ancient city is very large, and the transmission distance is not generally far.

Until three hours later, the two talents came out. In front of them, there was still a vast sea of boundless expanse. There were also ethereal clouds lingering in front of them, just like dreams.

Ye Chen faintly opened his immortal eyes and gazed at the sea. All he could see was illusory, and there were many visions that seemed to be hidden and visible. Rao was his immortal eye, and it was hard to distinguish between the real and the virtual.

What surprised him most was that all the five small magic tripods in his storage bag were buzzing, and there was magic light in all directions. There was a kind of posture that could not wait to rush out.

Ye Chen frowned. He didn't know why the five small magic tripods appeared so strange, which was unprecedented before. But he had to use the secret method to ban the five small magic tripods.

”Ancient relics are in the deep sea.” When he frowned, Yan Laodao leisurely said, then he took out the wine pot and drank leisurely, ”it's not time to open it.”

”What's the origin of the sea?” Ye Chen hides his immortal eyes and looks at Yan Lao Dao curiously.

”This sea is called honglianye sea.” Yan Laodao said, ”it is said that it was a drop of immortal tears of the red lotus empress, and its existence time is unimaginable.”