When he saw his relatives again, Wu Lan, the master of the Ming Palace, had a blazing light in his pupils, as if he were piercing the clouds and supporting the sun, but soon became calm and just nodded slightly.

I don't know when, except for his mother and sisters, everyone else became distant in his heart.

He is different from others. He is a true prince and grandson. His upbringing environment is better than that of a forbidden child. He has been like a son of destiny since he entered the path of spiritual practice. The light he radiates is so oppressive that his contemporaries cannot raise their heads.

Like the geniuses on Earth in the original time and space line: Long Yuxuan, Huang Tiannu, Zhan Yifan, Youweiyu, Yan Xiaoyu, and Zhang Qingyang. They were all heroes of the moment and had extraordinary talents, otherwise they would not have been accepted as disciples by Emperor Ye Tian.

These people had all competed with the master of the Ming Palace and were easily defeated. Among them, the brother and sister "Youweiyu and Yanxiaoyu" from the Kunlun Double Wall were even beaten to the point where their Taoist hearts were unbalanced.

Among them, some of them went far away from the territory and did not want to compete with that person.

Yan Xiaoyu was convinced and voluntarily became a follower of the master of the Palace of Life and let him drive him.

In such an environment where he grew up, the young supreme man named Tianming gradually developed a huge gap with others.

All his peers respect him and fear him...

Finally, after becoming the master of the Ming Palace, this young man who was born by destiny faced the south and became an orphan. The young emperor became a young emperor, and his status was only lower than that of the quasi-emperor, and he was extremely noble.

The spiritual distance caused by differences in location, concepts, status, and living environment of different creatures is real.

Looking back a hundred years later, he has become accustomed to silence.

because……

Silence awes people and allows them to avoid many trivial matters...

In short, after some simple thinking, the young Master of Tianming Palace flicked his hair, showed a subtle expression on his face, and moved his lips, but did not make a sound.

The next moment, his attitude finally changed and he clearly shouted: "Brother..."

It was obviously a short title, but for some reason, Ye Fan seemed to shudder in his heart.

It was as if there was an indescribably thick barrier between them.

I don’t know where this barrier came from, but it blocked the blood connection between the two people.

Ye Fan sighed in his heart and made some guesses about some things in the past.

But no matter what, they are both brothers from the same mother.

"Palace Master!"

The Taoist priests on the side saluted him with great respect, as if they were treating their Lord.

This kind of reaction also shocked everyone present.

"This is a half-step quasi-emperor..." Some people were shocked.

However, considering that the quasi-emperor in front of him has such a terrifying bone age, it is not surprising to have such a subordinate.

In the subsequent conversation, Heihuang boldly pointed out the things that the Taoist had blocked, with his eyes filled with the intention of trying to rob him.

To its surprise, Taoist Mo Zhu did not argue, but directly came forward to apologize, saying that he did not know the relationship between the two.

"Please forgive me, Your Excellency!"

"I asked you to come to the Palace of Life to give you a chance for Zhu Ji's sake. You overstepped your authority in what happened today."

The black-haired young man said such a sentence with no expression on his face, and then pressed down with a finger. In an instant, a complex sea of ​​patterns emerged, which inspired nine rays of chaotic light, which were condensed and unique, extremely blazing, and turned into a bunch of chaotic chains, among which

The quasi-emperor's aura contained in it was undoubtedly revealed, suppressing the great universe, and then pierced directly into the Taoist's eyebrows.

After a muffled groan, the Taoist's breath was greatly reduced, his face turned pale, and he almost knelt down. His breath dropped from the half-step quasi-emperor, and he almost fell to the ninth level of the Great Sage.

After encountering such a heavy punishment, he still maintained a half-bowed posture, just like before, and he didn't have any resentment in his heart. He didn't leave until the superior asked him to step down.

After doing all this, the black-haired young man turned around and apologized.

"My subordinates are ignorant, I hope you will forgive me."

At the same time, he glanced at the big black dog, which made the Black Emperor tremble with fear. He could only grin and agree, thinking in his heart that this was a cruel person who could not be treated with common sense.

"It's okay, I was the one who was abrupt today, it has nothing to do with Senior Mo Zhu." Ye Fan sighed in his heart,

He looked at all this, and his heart was very complicated. The younger brother in his memory was still the lively and cheerful child who hid behind his mother, but now the younger brother had become a qualified superior.

However, with his eyesight, he could also see that the blow only looked heavy, but actually suppressed the Tao fire in the heart of the great sage of the Zhulong clan, which was beneficial to the latter's practice.

The reason why the opponent is trapped in the Great Sage's Ninth Level is precisely because of the imbalance of water and fire.

He is obviously from the Candle Dragon Division of Fire, but he has cultivated Yin Water magical powers, and he calls himself Mo. A water dragon emerges from the fire dragon. He is not an ordinary person. He comes out of adversity, practices water and fire together, and enters the realm of the Great Sage.

However, if you want to become a quasi-emperor, the opponent's path has obviously gone astray. The path of heart fire is not orthodox. Those who play with heart fire will eventually become slaves of heart fire.

The Taoist's ill will towards them just now was obviously caused by anger.

And that Chaos Chain suppressed the Taoist's Heart Fire Daozang. Although it destroyed the opponent's first-level cultivation, it paved the way to the Yin for Mo Zhu, giving him hope of reaching the quasi-emperor realm again.

This is undoubtedly the gift of reinvention.

But then again...

"Zhu Ji, could it be that one?"

Ye Fan thought to himself, thinking of the virtual form of the candle dragon in the central palace of Luotian Realm, the ancient supreme daughter, the backer behind the candle dragon department...

After the two exchanged greetings for a few times, the black-haired young man rolled up his sleeves and revealed a magical power.

When everyone reacted again, they were already in front of a huge colorful mountain range.

This is undoubtedly a huge mountain, with a towering height of 90,000 miles. The palaces above stretch endlessly. The most peculiar thing is that the walls of all the palaces are connected together, with a huge twelve-level lotus imprinted on it.

The lotus color is white, surrounded by fairy mist, and the Tao of Creation contained in it is amazing. Even the ancient holy body, which is dominated by blood and energy, feels insignificant in front of this white lotus.

Ye Fan believed that this lotus had a spirit, and this inference surprised him.

"Could it be a quasi-emperor-level magic weapon? So there is a spirit in it?" Ye Fan guessed, feeling quite uneasy.

His younger brother is truly extraordinary now. He is a big shot in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, surpassing his elder brother.

Seeing the presence of silver robes, two rows of armored soldiers saluted outside the palace on the mountain. There were nearly a thousand people, all of whom were saints, even eighteen great saints.

"A being like the Great Sage is only qualified to guard outside the palace?"

The big black dog took a breath, the owner here must be a bit too grand. The original Emperor Wushi was not to this extent.

"All the great saints who were subordinate to the emperor in the past can serve in the imperial palace..." The Black Emperor muttered, secretly determined that in the future he must guard the palace as a quasi-emperor.

The Wushi lineage is not weaker than others!

The master of the Ming Palace stepped into the temple.

Every time he took a step, the armored soldiers on both sides fell to their knees. The sound of silver and gold armors clashing was clanging, and the war swords trained by the five-color divine iron priests stretched across the sky, as if they were two ceremonial flags greeting him.

This process has a solemn and low atmosphere, which makes people feel shocked.

Even Ye Fan felt very unnatural and uncomfortable. He had never enjoyed such a grand occasion.

However, he could also vaguely guess that these soldiers and generals were not all real people, and there was a sense of detachment between reality and illusion.

"As my brother thought, these guards are the unyielding people I found in the graves of the underworld. I used the magical power of creation to contain the resentful souls of these people and let them see the light of day again in this way..."

Just when Ye Fan was guessing, he heard a message from his spiritual mind.

He blinked his eyes, a little unreal, and said: "Resurrection from the dead? How is this possible?"

It is impossible for the laws of creation to achieve this level.

The Palace Master of Tianming shook his head: "How can it be considered a resurrection from the dead if it exists incompletely? It is just a few soul lights relying on the body to survive. Now it has turned into immortality relying on immortal gold. The spiritual light is dim, and the self-consciousness is infinitely approaching nothingness...

Who would want this kind of mechanical 'immortality'?"

Ye Fan has more doubts in his heart and wants to discuss this. Although he has a long life, he has already prepared for the future. He wants to explore immortality and share immortality with his relatives and friends!

At the last few columns, the ghost generals in the realm of the Great Sage did not kneel down, but only saluted, but this was already extremely shocking.

A group of people entered the palace,

The ninth floor of Tianming Palace is the main palace. There are chaotic waterfalls everywhere. With black and white as the background, the entire temple is in this color, giving people a solemn feeling.

After arriving at the main palace, the black-haired young man said: "Please." He sat down with Ye Fan.

The rest of the people were very conscious and stood behind Ye Fan. No one dared to sit down. Only the big black dog shamelessly sat down.

This guy could tell at a glance that the tea brewed in the teapot here was extraordinary, it was the Ancient Enlightenment Tea.

As the Immortal Tree of Enlightenment enters the virtual world, the value of Enlightenment Tea leaves soars.

Because no matter what, the fairy tree produces 365 tea leaves every year.

There are a lot of materials, but there is simply not enough to divide them, which naturally results in the sky-high price of this item in the outside world...

When the brothers met, Ye Fan first asked about his mother.

Speaking of his mother, the master of the Palace of Life showed a trace of tenderness in his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, which resonated with the whole palace. Everyone became meaninglessly happy, as if something good had happened.

Even Ye Fan was no exception. Naturally, he did not resist this fluctuation.

"Mom is very good. Now she is in retreat at the Divine Medicine Palace. There will be another female saint in my family." The black-haired young man smiled, and his tone was much gentler and more genuine.

The communication between the two gradually became harmonious. After talking a lot about the past, Ye Fan finally talked about a person from this trip.

"It's from my father's side, and it's a bit useless."
To be continued...