"Baozi! A big meaty bun with a thin skin and a filling filling!"

"Hami melon! Hami melon shipped from the West Desert! It's not sweet and doesn't cost any money!"

"Here are the newly made candied hawsfuls of fruits picked from Nanling! They are all round and round. Do you want anything?"

…

Si Xuan and Princess Yueling sat opposite each other on the second floor of an ordinary teahouse, listening to the cries of sales downstairs and sipping tea from the cups from time to time.

Princess Yueling is wearing a beautiful turquoise fairy dress today. Her long hair is combed behind her head. She doesn't have any makeup on her pretty face, but she is still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

Opposite her, Si Xuan was wearing a moon-white robe that suited the current era, and his long hair had been tied back. Although he practiced the Tao of Taiyin, his face did not appear feminine or evil, but rather sharp-edged and resolute.

A heroic face.

"Even if millions of years have passed, I am still used to such a place with such a strong humane atmosphere. Haha, Princess Yueling must be a little unaccustomed to it, right?" Si Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and smiled at Princess Yueling.

"The Holy Prince is joking. Yue Ling has only been coming to such a market since he was a child. He doesn't have any bad feelings." Yue Ling quickly waved her hand gently and explained.

She could see that Si Xuan liked this kind of mortal city very much. He was not bored and numb to these uncultivated people like other practitioners. Instead, he loved this kind of market-like life.

"It's just a joke, I just didn't expect that there are mortals in Jiuli Divine City. I thought that today's sacred cities are just pure practitioners' cities like Donghuang Divine City." Si Xuan said.

"A big city in the sky like the Eastern Wasteland Divine City is relatively rare in Beidou. On the contrary, it is more common in Zhongzhou for practitioners to mix with mortals." Yue Ling folded her jade hands on her chest quite dignifiedly and explained.

road.

"Oh? What does this mean?" Si Xuan became interested, obviously very interested in today's humanity.

"The main force in Zhongzhou is still the four major divine dynasties like us. Since the divine dynasty is a dynasty, there must be people under its rule. Living in the divine city will not only protect the people from being slaughtered by the monks, but also give them a path to practice.

The possibility of a road." Yue Ling obviously had some understanding of this mortal situation, and explained it succinctly.

"Well, how are the scattered people in small towns outside the divine city dealt with?" Si Xuan continued to ask.

"Those who can gather the city will gather in the city, and the divine dynasty will arrange some cultivators from the Four Realms of the Dao Palace to take care of them. Those in the small villages in the mountains who cannot gather the city will pass on Xie Weimo's practice method to help them save their lives."

Yue Ling spoke in great detail, obviously having a certain understanding of the living environment of mortals.

"Without the oppression of foreign races, the pressure of survival of the human race is indeed not as great as it was at that time. It is indeed good." Si Xuan held a piece of nut in his hand and gently applied force. Naturally, the powerful level of physical strength easily crushed this earthly nut.

Fruit, he threw the nuts into his mouth and said with a smile.

"What was the human race like at the time of the Holy Prince?" Princess Yueling suddenly asked.

As soon as she said these words, she saw a nostalgic look on Si Xuan's face sitting opposite. To Si Xuan's memory, this may only be what he saw a year or a month ago, but in terms of history,

This really has a sense of vicissitudes spanning millions of years.

"The foreign race is powerful, ancient emperors have emerged in large numbers, and those who respect the immortal emperor occupy most of the starry sky. The human race is weak. Even when my father was alive, he only managed to gain some living space. The ethnic backgrounds are so different that they are not the same at all.

An emperor can change it!"

Si Xuan's voice was very soft, and Yue Ling could tell that he didn't want to say too much, but he still said a lot without realizing it. His tone was heavy, as if he had returned to that somewhat depressive era.

"After hearing about my father, there was another Holy Emperor of the Sun, who corresponded to my father's Tao of Taiyin. The Ancient Taiyin and Sun Scriptures are jointly respected as the two major mother scriptures of the human race. This is the true luck of the human race!" Si Xuan added.

He crushed two nuts with his powerful body and sighed while eating them.

"In your era, was it really possible for everyone to learn the Emperor's Sutra?" Yue Ling's focus was obviously a bit off, or in other words, this smart girl was deliberately avoiding heavy topics.

In fact, she herself is indeed very curious about this issue, because the reputations of the Taiyin Sun and the Mother Sutra of the Human Race are so great. When ordinary people think of this title, the first thing they think of is of course the two Emperor Sutras.

"How is that possible? Not to mention the Emperor's Scripture, even the Holy King's Scripture would not dare to be passed on lightly. How can the Xuan Gong Scripture be so widely spread?" Si Xuan shook his head and directly denied such rumors.

"How is the Dharma transmitted?" Yue Ling asked.

The girl in front of him was indeed curious to get to the bottom of it. Si Xuan explained: "My father preached and performed Dharma for many great sages of the human race, and then they taught the Dharma to their disciples. They worked their way down, and those with lower strength learned from it."

Naturally, it should be simple. Only when you reach the realm of the Holy King in your practice, can you be qualified to seek the "Taiyin Sutra"."

"So that's it. Then..." Princess Yueling nodded, and just as she was about to continue speaking, she felt a throb from the deepest blood in her body, which abruptly interrupted her words.

"Let's go, Jiuli Tu is looking for me." Although Si Xuan was not Queen Li's wife, he still felt the obvious sense of calling.

His pitch-black lunar power surged outside of his body, and in just a blink of an eye, the shadow of a black-feathered immortal phoenix formed outside Si Xuan's body.

He stood up, took out a small piece of silver ingot from his moon-white robe and put it on the table, calling to Yue Ling: "Let's go!"

The next moment, Yue Ling only saw darkness in front of her eyes and lost her vision instantly. After the divine power in her body stabilized, she realized that she was actually wrapped in the tail feathers of the black-feathered phoenix!

"brush!"

The jet-black stream of light swept across the sky at a speed that had already exceeded the limit that ordinary people could see. Only some cultivators with cultivation levels above the Four Pole Realm could barely see clearly that it was a jet-black phantom of a divine bird.

…

According to the summoning feeling from Jiuli Tu, Si Xuan rushed to the very depths of Jiuli Palace. This was already a group of palaces that looked different in style from the Jiuli Palace in the outside world.

"It is said that this palace was once lived by the ancestors of Emperor Li. After all the changes, this palace is the only one that has not been renovated." Princess Yueling said through her spiritual voice behind Si Xuan.

"It doesn't matter."

The phantom of the immortal phoenix outside Si Xuan's body flapped its wings at an astonishing speed and rushed straight into the palace complex, which was obviously quite clumsy in appearance.

This palace does have a sense of age. It is larger than the main palace outside and has the feel of an ancient palace that has existed for more than 200,000 years.

Finally, in front of the tallest palace, the Immortal Phoenix stopped, and its divine form dissipated, revealing the bodies of Si Xuan and Princess Yueling.

"This is it!" Si Xuan said, leading Princess Yueling into the main hall.

This hall has obviously suffered from the passage of time. Although the imperial will of Emperor Li and Jiuli Tu has prevented it from being corrupted, its color is still inevitably dim. Si Xuan and Yue Ling walked forward step by step.

On the high platform of the main hall, there was no outsider. Only Li Shaoyang, wearing a black dragon robe, stood there solemnly, like a god, exuding divine light from his whole body.

In front of him, he was holding an ancient and majestic scroll of divine pictures in both hands, which seemed to be the only center of this world.

"Prince Si Xuan of Taiyin, take over the Emperor's Picture!" Li Shaoyang's voice harmonized with the avenue, and vaguely overlapped with the voices of the gods in the Emperor's Picture, exuding a divine will that made people worship.

"..."

Si Xuan didn't speak, and motioned Yue Ling to watch from the spot while he walked towards the higher part of the hall.
Chapter completed!