Chapter 621 Emperors are endless
A wisp of Qi spread throughout the thirty-third heaven.
In an instant, all the venerables in the divine court felt something and were all shocked.
In the imperial court, one after another venerable people appeared.
——In the Imperial Court, there are definitely not just Venerable Jingdao and a few other people. On the contrary, most of the Venerables are in retreat, trying to attack the realm of Imperial Dao.
At this moment, the emperor-level Qi machine appears, which is earth-shaking. Even those sages who have been in seclusion for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years are awakened and come here!
Venerable Jingdao and others were even more shocked. They felt an inexplicable and unparalleled fear in their bones.
Like an ant, it suddenly sensed the supreme true dragon, and could only crawl on its knees, terrified and unable to control itself.
As far as all the venerables could see, they saw only an old man coming from the magnificent imperial road paved with thousands of avenues.
His pace was not fast, and he even coughed once or twice. He was obviously just like an ordinary, waning old man.
But his energy... shocked Master Jingdao and others to the extreme.
"No...this...this is..."
Venerable Jingdao's eyes were full of disbelief and he said:
"...Emperor!"
He plopped down and knelt on the ground!
All the venerables kneeled down.
The old man came slowly and stepped into the imperial court.
Seeing the Imperial Court, a trace of emotion appeared in his old and turbid eyes.
"The Imperial Court remains as before..."
He murmured, "It's just that those beings who once created the world of the underworld have passed away... Things have changed and people have changed. How many people can still remember the kindness of the World Honored One?"
He felt a little melancholy. Facing the imperial court where he once sat, he felt a deep sense of loneliness!
He is the oldest person in the world. He has witnessed that era of suffering and guarded the fire forever.
In his later years, he was looking for a successor, hoping to pass on the responsibility of guarding the fire.
But no one in the world can shoulder this responsibility.
Even some of the God Emperors he once had a crush on, in his later years, took action to snatch the fire, showing their greed.
Because fire is the key to moving towards the divine way!
How many people can resist this temptation?
Apart from the generation that has witnessed the difficult times, who else can keep their original aspirations?
Growing old in loneliness, when his life span comes to an end, he can only go away, seal himself, and leave only his last breath. When a disaster occurs, he will come back to fight and suppress the chaos!
Now, he has returned.
He waved his hand, and in an instant, a yellow ancient clock flew out of nowhere.
The yellow ancient clock was mottled, as if it had gone through countless years, and it stretched across the sky, as if it could collapse the entire Imperial Court Divine Realm. At this moment, it was shrinking rapidly, turning into a tall palm, and fell into the palm of the old man.
Seeing this scene, Venerable Jingdao and others were even more horrified!
That imperial bell... was left behind by the first generation of God Emperors!
Could it be that this old man... is the oldest one in the Imperial Court...
Emperor Yangchu? !
When the old man looked at the yellow bell in his hand, his eyes were filled with sadness.
"In the whole world, you are the only one who can still be with me."
Huang Zhong gave the old man a rare warmth.
His thoughts coincided with the Emperor's Bell, and everything that had happened in the world during the tens of millions of years he had been sleeping was instantly clear to him!
"Emperors one after another left the world of the world and entered the land of broken reincarnation..."
He was somewhat silent.
Although I have known for a long time that the God-Emperors in the world will never be willing to grow old and die in the realm of God-Emperors, but I really see where the emperors have gone one after another in these tens of millions of years...
He still felt... hurt.
"The greed of the human heart is the real source of disaster..."
In the end he could only sigh.
Then, he looked at Venerable Jingdao and others.
Venerable Jingdao and others were all anxious and uneasy at this moment, kneeling on the ground with utmost respect.
"Greetings to Emperor Yangchu!"
Venerable Jingdao shouted!
Other venerables also shouted!
The old man glanced at them.
All the venerables trembled.
They all have a feeling that all their thoughts and thoughts have been completely penetrated!
"Reincarnation is coming..."
The old man was a little surprised, he learned about reincarnation.
He began to ponder!
The imperial court fell into silence, and all the venerables were a little panicked.
"God Emperor, we...we respectfully respect your order. Ever since the emperors entered the ruined and lost land, we have never thought about them. Their return has nothing to do with us!"
Venerable Jingdao spoke tremblingly and said:
"We guess that it should be the venerable Nianxiang from the demon world and the land of death!"
He was sweating coldly. This might be the only chance for him and others to survive!
For their own status, they had sworn an oath not to think about those emperors, lest the emperors who entered the broken and lost land return.
Although it was done out of selfish motives...but it happened to be in line with the teachings of the first generation God Emperor.
The first generation of God Emperors did not allow those emperors to go to the ruined and lost land and then return.
"Nianxiang?"
The old man just said lightly:
"Even if you think about it from birth to death, it will be useless."
Hearing this, Venerable Jingdao and others were shocked.
Are their thoughts useless?
There was a hint of coldness in the old man's eyes.
——The Emperor must not think about it. It is indeed true. In the world of the sun, the Emperor has long been in harmony with the great road of heaven and earth. The Emperor can feel everything he thinks about.
But a broken and lost place...
Venerable level thoughts are completely useless!
This is a secret that perhaps only he knows in the world.
"Little venerable master, there is no way that the power of thoughts can reach the broken place!"
"Knowing the location of the broken place and being able to have such ability..."
The old man's eyes were extremely solemn at this moment: "Only the remnants of the gray fog!"
"There are remnants of the gray fog who are trying to get those emperors to return through the mouth of the venerable... And the return of those emperors can just point the way to something..."
At this moment, the old emperor felt as if he had seen through everything!
He knew the Broken Land all too well.
The power of a venerable thought cannot awaken those lost emperors.
It is even less possible to provide the coordinates for his return.
Because the power of thoughts at the venerable level is like a firefly in a torrential rainy night, as if it does not exist!
There is only one possibility!
There must be remnants of the gray fog from the Calamity Era, who used a certain venerable to control that venerable's consciousness, and with the help of his memory, amplified the power of that venerable's thoughts.
Only in this way can it be explained!
The old man thought about this, and suddenly a fierce light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to feel some kind of huge hidden enemy, and in an instant, the imperial energy all over his body burst out!
His gaze, from above the imperial court, seemed to see through all the worlds, until he looked at the ghosts and the land of death.
All the galaxies in the world, in front of the God Emperor, are like turning into a thin picture scroll that can be read in one thought!
Master Jingdao and others were all shocked.
They clearly felt that the endless star field seemed to be controlled by some supreme magic power, and there were no secrets in the world.
Is this the power of the Emperor?
The stars and rivers are like paper, and the sky is like a roll.
"Um...no!"
Suddenly, the old man's gaze fell on the ghost, but he suddenly retracted it and stopped looking closely!
"That's...the real reincarnation has appeared..."
The old man was astonished, and a huge wave arose in his heart!
When he looked at Guixi, he clearly felt that there was a real power of reincarnation in that space and time.
"Reincarnation reappears...what does this mean?"
He whispered, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something.
"One of the ten spirits once said: 'When the yellow smoke rises, the beacon fire calms down; when the reincarnation comes out, the ghosts wander in the sky... they come back and fight all over the heavens...'. Could it be that the words of that existence have come true?"
The old man remembered that in ancient times, when the disaster was over, the ten spirits were extinct, and the last of the ten spirits that passed away, an earth-shaking divine monkey, had used great magic power to look down the river of time before passing away.
The last words of the magical monkey were:
"The yellow smoke rises, and the beacon fire calms down; reincarnation comes out, and ghosts wander in the sky... Come back, and fight all over the world!"
The old man's heart was surging. If the words left by the divine monkey really came true...
So, has there been a turning point...
"Reincarnation is revealed...it's a big deal!"
"No one will be allowed to get involved."
The old man suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes shining to the heavens.
All the scenes in the heavens appeared before his eyes.
Venerable Jingdao and others were all shocked, because at this moment, they also saw layers of pictures.
That is the Brahma Court in the West, with three thousand Brahma lands. There are endless monks chanting, the Sanskrit sounds are shaking the sky, and the bells of compassion ring through the other side, as if it is a pure land transcending everything.
"In the Brahma Court, there are no shortage of emperors."
The old man put his hands behind his back and took one step forward.
The next moment, he had already entered the Brahma Land of the West from the Imperial Court of God Realm.
This is the Emperor, who can reach anywhere in the world in one step.
The sound of Sanskrit is vast, and the Brahma Land feels it.
In an instant, Brahma light condensed in the three thousand Brahma earths, as if a huge Buddha shadow was formed. In this shadow, the imperial Sanskrit sound was recited!
The old man waved his hand indifferently.
In an instant, the shadow of the statue collapsed, the Brahma land dimmed instantly, countless monks lost their voices, and thousands of Brahma bodies were silent!
The old man's gaze went straight to the secret land of the Vatican - the other shore!
"I never thought that the first generation of God Emperor has not been lost yet."
On the other side of the dense soil, a figure suddenly appeared slowly.
He is sitting on the Golden Lotus Platform of the Twelfth Grade God. His cassock exudes the light of holiness, and the bun on his head symbolizes wisdom (Note 1). He is piled up like a mountain. His image is extremely tall, his expression is solemn and extremely compassionate.
"Brahmazu."
The old man spoke slowly and said:
"You didn't go to the land of the broken shore, but you hid here and peered into reincarnation."
"As expected, he is cunning."
Brahma Patriarch put his hands together and said:
"Brahman I am compassionate."
"I have cut off all my thoughts of greed, anger and ignorance, and am lost in a broken place. Even if there are great opportunities, I will not be tempted."
"My great wish in this life is to enter reincarnation, work for the benefit of the common people, suffer for all souls, and save the world!"
The old man's eyes were cold and he said:
"Reincarnation is beyond your control."
Patriarch Brahma sighed and said:
"The God Emperor is here to stop me?"
The old man was indifferent and said:
"Yes, but if you don't listen to me, then I will come to kill you."
However, Brahmazu was silent for a long time, and then slowly said:
"God Emperor Yangchu, you are old."
"If you try to stop me, you will die."
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Note 1: The bun is a pile of black things on the head, which is said to be a symbol of wisdom.
