Yang Xuan took back his mind, didn''t turn around, but said faintly: "Fang Rongxuan, you really hide your strength like Zhang Zhongyang."
As early as before Fang Rongxuan came in, he knew his strength.
Like Zhang Zhongyang, they are the power of two emperors.
Fang Rongxuan respectfully saluted: "the great emperor''s mirror, this is a last resort."
"Ha ha, I have to. In this way, the human race has no emperor. Isn''t it a joke? Let you become emperor, but don''t allow others to become emperor. Tell me, where is such a truth in the world?"
Yang Xuan''s voice rumbled into his ears.
Fang Rongxuan didn''t see a trace of tension on his face. He arched his hands and said, "Zhang Zhongyang and I became emperors before the arrival of evil angels, even no later than Chen Yuanxi and Qing Yao. At that time, the names of the great emperor of new year''s Eve and Qing Yao were like a river of stars, shining with the sun and the moon, and our names were covered."
Yang Xuan was too lazy to listen to his explanation and said directly, "let me ask you, why can''t Terrans have emperors?"
"The process of becoming emperor will arouse the power of the stars, and this power, no matter thousands of miles, will be detected by evil gods and bring disaster to the Terran, so the Terran can''t have an emperor." Fang Rongxuan said slowly.
"Oh, ghost pull." Yang Xuan sneered: "in that case, why don''t evil god envoys deal with you two?"
"The messenger wants to be the earth emperor and doesn''t want to return to the evil god, so he conceals it. Once he wants to deal with us, a war will break out. At that time, the situation here may not be able to hide." Fang Rongxuan said neither arrogant nor humble.
"I''ll ask you again, what was the matter between Chen Yuanxi and Qingyao?" Yang Xuan turned his mind and his eyes were cold.
This time Fang Rongxuan fell into silence. After a long time, he whispered, "I don''t know."
"I don''t know?" Yang Xuan sneered, "isn''t Chen Yuanxi dead? Where has he gone?"
Fang Rongxuan was surprised. He looked up at Yang Xuan and said in surprise, "Chen Yuanxi didn''t die? It''s impossible. On that day, after he passed on his merits to the great emperor, he died. The corpse God changed with the wind. It''s impossible that he didn''t die."
"Hum, I said he didn''t die, but he didn''t die. Don''t you believe it?" Yang Xuan stared at Fang Rongxuan coldly.
Fang Rongxuan looked cloudy and sunny. His eyes twinkled quickly. After a long time, he said slowly: "emperor, I think Zhang Zhongyang should have the most say on the life and death of Chen Yuanxi."
"Where is he?" Yang Xuan asked with a sneer.
"Don''t know!" Fang Rongxuan shook his head again: "I haven''t seen him for a long time."
"Well, let''s not mention this for the moment. I''ll ask you again. What happened after the God of martial arts came here that day?"
Fang Rongxuan sighed and said in a low voice, "Wu Shen is a peerless genius. His cultivation time is very short, but he is close to the emperor level. Emperor Cheng is imminent, and the evil god emissary wants to kill him. Zhang Zhongyang and I argue with each other, so we can''t guarantee that he can''t become emperor. We invited the great emperor on New Year''s Eve to secretly save Wu Shen, which makes the evil god emissary give up and turn into a martial god and enter the imperial court."
After stopping, he continued: "later, Wu Shen learned the inside story, took the initiative to give up the chance of becoming emperor and lived in seclusion until recently."
What Fang Rongxuan said is not different from that of Zhang Zhongyang. Either it is the truth, or they have confessed to each other.
Yang Xuan looked at his boss coldly for a while. Then he turned the topic and said, "what''s going on here?"
"It should be the Sirius people who are secretly causing trouble, but they suffer from the lack of evidence. Otherwise, they would have reported to the alliance as soon as possible." Fang Rongxuan said.
At this point, Yang Xuan had nothing to ask.
I''m afraid the key to the matter will fall on the missing warrior God.
Thinking of this, his heart moved: "where is the burial of the Qing Yao emperor?"
"Qing Yao star, Qing Yao star is named after Qing Yao emperor," Fang Rongxuan replied.
After getting the answer, Yang Xuan finally took a cold look at Fang Rongxuan, and his body began to dissipate.
After he left, Fang Rongxuan sighed slightly, his eyes flashed, and there was an inexplicable meaning.
At this time, Yang Xuan has reached the starry sky.
He took out the star map given to him by Qin Liuyun and determined the coordinates of Qingyao star. Without hesitation, he stepped directly into the ripples.
……
The beautiful Qingyao star is far away.
As the last resting place of the Qing Yao emperor, the Qing Yao star is a mountain in the whole Terran star domain.
There is no trace of human development on the whole Qingyao star. Beautiful mountains and rivers, winding rivers, and lush forests like a green blanket extend to the end of sight.
Outside the forest, in an endless grassland, there is a pearl like Lake dotted with it.
On one side of the lake, a huge stone gravestone stands resolutely.
Tomb of Emperor Yao of Qing Dynasty.
Only stone tablets, no graves.
It is said that the great Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty sat by the lake before his death, watching the clouds roll and relax, sunrise and sunset.
At that time, butterflies were flying, the breeze was gathering, and stars appeared for no reason. They died and lived, forming an extremely beautiful picture.
Then, the Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty quietly dissipated in this beautiful scenery, leaving no trace.
The great emperor passed away. He came easily and went freehand.
In order to commemorate the peerless demeanor of the Qing Yao emperor, later generations made the whole Qing Yao star the tomb of the Qing Yao emperor, and set up such a huge stone tablet by the lake where the Qing Yao emperor finally dissipated.
When Yang Xuan fell by the lake and looked up at the big characters in the tomb of the Qing Yao emperor, he suddenly had a feeling of admiration for Confucianism.
It seems that even if the great emperor died, he left his spirit for future generations to guide.
When the wind is strong, fireflies fly in front of the tombstone, sometimes as a long river and sometimes as stars.
Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to be able to see such a great woman standing on the Milky way with a long vision, but suppressing the sun and the moon.
It''s fascinating to look at that peerless style.
In contrast, the people lying under the tombstone are not so satisfactory.
His wrinkled clothes, stubble covered face, haggard face and hazy eyes all mean that the new year''s Eve emperor, who was once the same age as the Qing Yao emperor, has come to an end.
This has nothing to do with life, it is purely a reflection of the spiritual level.
"You''re not dead!" Yang Xuan looked at him and made an opening speech with such three words.
Chen Yuanxi, with his back against the tombstone, didn''t look at Yang Xuan at all. Holding a pot of sake, he just looked at the lake in the moonlight with a dull and rigid look.
After a long time, he murmured, "I''m not dead!"
Yang Xuan continued, "but that day, you were dead."
Chen Yuanxi finally showed an expression on his face, but he smiled bitterly.
"The great emperor is dead on New Year''s Eve. Only Chen Yuanxi, who is called little brother, remains here."
Yang Xuan was dumb and suddenly asked, "why is there any contact with you in the power you gave me?"
"That''s the strength of my years of intensive cultivation. Since I''m not dead, I''ll be involved." Chen Yuanxi picked up the wine pot and didn''t forget to signal to Yang Xuan.
There was nothing wrong with that. For a moment, Yang Xuan didn''t know how to refute it.
"Are you here to see me off?" Chen Yuanxi took a sip of wine, finally put it down and asked.