Chapter 551 Meeting the Emperor

However, he has already tried the road of refining the soul to become a spirit. Even with the help of the two incarnations of Long Yue and Bo Xun, plus dozens of magical medicines, and even his three divine eyes, the nine-turn Taiji Yuan Dan, and the shining of the scale mirror, he failed, and Zhong Yue couldn't help doubting whether his path was feasible.

If it is really impossible to refine the soul to become a spirit, is it true that he will be trapped in the Fatian Realm all his life and will never be able to enter the Real Spirit Realm?

If this is a dead end, can he really give up the correct path and go to the dead end with all his heart?

There is obviously a broad road walked by senior experts, why torture yourself to walk crooked cliff trails?

Zhong Yue's mood was shaken, his mind was muddled, two mentalities confronted each other in his mind, one insisted on refining his soul to become a spirit, while the other persuaded him to change his course and realize the spirit of Fuxi.

Suddenly, the essence of Zhong Yue's body overflowed like wolf smoke, and the essence of Long Yue and Bo Xun also overflowed, and it was all gray.

"What's going on here?"

Hu Sanweng and other magic medicines were shocked, and the old man Banlan said tremblingly: "It's Sangong! His mood is unstable, he doubts himself, so that his cultivation base is scattered, I'm afraid he will lose some cultivation base!"

"Will it die?" Solanum nigrum asked nervously.

The old man Banlan said confidently: "It shouldn't be. We have so many magic medicines here, even if he dies, he can be revived! His cultivation is based on his unshakable confidence in the past. Now that the confidence is gone, the state of mind is unstable, and the cultivation base will be unstable."

A ten-thousand-foot-high building rises on the ground, and the state of mind is like a cornerstone. The cultivation base is that the ten-thousand-meter-high building is built on the foundation stone.

When Zhong Yue doubted himself in refining his soul to become a spirit, his skills would lose a lot. It's just that he is still hesitating and struggling, not noticing that he is standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment!

The foundation stone is not stable, if the tall building collapses, it is very likely that it will be razed to the ground!

"Boy Yue, it's very simple to solve this problem. I'll take you to the Emperor's Tomb."

The sound of the firewood suddenly came, waking Zhong Yue up, and Zhong Yue was stunned: "Go to the Emperor's Tomb? What Emperor's Tomb? Hey, how come half of my cultivation has disappeared?"

Only then did he notice that he was in the midst of San Gong, he couldn't help being horrified, and quickly restrained his mind, so as not to let his mind continue to drop due to distraction.

"Naturally, go to Fuxi's imperial mausoleum."

Xinhuo smiled and said: "I'll take you to meet Haoyi, the fifth generation of Emperor Fuxi! You don't have the spirit of Fuxi, if you are destined, maybe he can give you the spirit of Fuxi, allowing you to break through!"

Zhong Yue hesitated, nodded silently, then suddenly came to his senses, and asked, "Can we really go to the tomb of the fifth emperor?"

Little Huomiao proudly said: "Hahaha, that's natural! You don't even look at who I am? You see, I am small, but I have a big face! I want to enter Haoyi's imperial mausoleum, who dares to stop me? The guard That little guy from Diling must have flattered me, welcome to Mr. Xinhuo!"

Zhong Yue didn't believe it. Judging from Shaohao Zhong's attitude towards Xinhuo, it seemed that the imperial tombs of all dynasties didn't welcome Xinhuo. Could Xinhuo really bring him into Haoyi's imperial tomb?

"Boy Yue, I need to use your physical body to sense Hao Yiqin who is guarding the imperial mausoleum!"

Xinhuo didn't feel disgusted by the emperor's mausoleum in the past, and said carelessly: "I know that little girl very well, don't worry, she will let you and me in!"

Zhong Yue opened his mind and thought nothing of it, the torch immediately entered his body.

Zhong Yue's aura has changed drastically. In the past, he was as gentle as jade, like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, but now it is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, unrestrained and unrestrained, invincible.

Xinhuo wished to write the words "I'm awesome" on his face. After this little flame entered his body, he immediately began to stimulate his spirit, sense the darkness, and it didn't take long to grab a trace of it from the space where the ancestor star disappeared. Familiar fluctuations.

He drove Zhong Yue's physical body to worship, chanting words, suddenly, only heard the sound of the zither in the void, and the space in front of Zhong Yue suddenly split open!

Zhong Yue was in the space of She Wen Juyuan's mysterious realm, but there was an incomparable force coming from somewhere, the sound of the piano pierced through an unknown amount of space, and directly tore apart the layers of space, opening a passage.

Xinhuo immediately drove Zhong Yue's body into it, and said with a smile, "Sister Qin, I'm here to see you!"

The sound of the zither was clanging, full of anger, and only heard the immature voice of a little girl: "Mr. Fuxi can come in, get rid of the stinky flames!"

Xin Huo strode in, suddenly no longer controlled Zhong Yue's physical body, jumped out from his sea of ​​consciousness, and said with a smile, "Stinky Huo Miao? Who made you angry again?"

Zhong Yue regained control of his physical body. Looking around, he saw resplendent gold and green everywhere, the purple aura was washed away, and huge golden pillars were looming in the purple aura.

He looked up and saw that this was a majestic temple, as majestic as a heavenly palace. The temple seemed to have no roof, and he could see a big blue sun floating between the clouds and mist, as if it was running in the temple. strange.

And between the clouds and mist, there is the moon looming, and the stars are shining brightly, as if there is a real existence.

Whether these sun, moon and stars are real or not, Zhong Yue is not sure.

And on the golden pillars, there was a dragon's body coiled faintly, and the divine power was shocking. In a trance, he seemed to see a dragon's body moving. He didn't know if it was an illusion or it really moved.

"Emperor Haoyi has passed away for an unknown number of years, so it's impossible that there are still dragons alive in the emperor's mausoleum?" Zhong Yue thought in his heart.

His feet were also cloudy and misty, and his footsteps fell, as if he was stepping on the air, but also as if his feet were on the ground, it felt very strange.

Emperor Mausoleum.

The mausoleum of the fifth generation Fuxi.

The torch was separated from the body, floating back and forth among the golden pillars, and said with a smile: "Sister Qin, where are you? If you haven't come out yet, is it the way to welcome guests?"

The sky vibrated, a guqin flew down from the sky, the sound of the qin rang, no one played it by itself, flying around Zhongyue, only heard the voice of the little girl, said cheerfully: "Young man of the Fuxi family, how do you get along with this flower?" Stinky flames mixed together? Stinky flames can only make bad things, and will only teach you badly, young man of the Fuxi clan, you are young and ignorant, and you have no idea how bad this smelly flame's reputation has been in the long years..."

Xin Huo flew around chasing the guqin, and said angrily: "Who is stinking! I clearly think very much, you don't want to ruin my reputation!"

The Guqin flew over Zhong Yue's head, Zhong Yue looked up, he couldn't help but be horrified, he saw a large Qin with a length of hundreds of thousands of miles flying past, the piano was covered with strange textures, so complicated that he couldn't understand it at all!

The big qin flew by, and when it went away, it became the size of an ordinary qin and se again. Zhong Yue was horrified. It wasn't that the qin became smaller, but that the qin flew far away and looked smaller!

This piano comes and goes carelessly, and it travels tens of thousands of miles in an instant!

And the temple in this imperial mausoleum is probably not as simple as it looks on the surface, it is estimated that the space is extremely vast!

Zhong Yue's heart moved slightly, pumping up his mana, and he took a step forward with all his strength. He was afraid that this step could cover a distance of tens of miles, but he found that he was still standing where he was, and the golden pillar in front seemed to be still far away. So far away, without getting any closer.

"As expected..."

The Guqin giggled and said, "Stinky Huomiao, you are the lamp of the Eternal Soul, but after so long, you are about to burn out the lamp oil and extinguish it? Since you have found the inheritor, why don't you entrust it to his soul?" Come on, continue the salary?"

Xinhuo couldn't catch up with her, panting, and said angrily: "You want to care? I brought him here today just for your Fuxi family. Your Fuxi family is about to die out, and there is only one and a half Fuxi left, and he is one of them." Half. Do you want to help me with this favor?"

The Guqin said with a smile: "I'll help Fuxi, not help you! Young man, if you are the inheritor of the fire, then I can't help you. I hate this stinky flame!"

Zhong Yue collected himself, bowed and said, "I'm here to pay homage to Emperor Haoyi, please clear up your doubts."

"You want to see the soul of Emperor Haoyi?"

The Guqin paused, and a little girl with two braided horns appeared on one of the strings. She was ice-snow and cute. She sat on the strings, shaking her feet and said, "You can also see the spirit of the Emperor, your sacrifice." What? Sacrifice to the spirit of the Earth Emperor, and his spirit will descend from the Void Realm."

Zhong Yue was stunned, shook his head and said, "I don't have any offerings..."

"For my sake, do you still want sacrifices?"

Xin Huo said angrily: "Sister Qin, you know me, I came here personally, and you still want a sacrifice?"

The little girl with braided horns sneered and said, "If you don't offer sacrifices, do you want the Emperor to burn the source and come down to guide him? Now there is no living sacrifice to Fuxi. If the Emperor consumes the source and descends, it will damage the soul and make the soul even more withered! Stinky Huomiao, don’t even think about being an empty-handed white wolf with me. If you don’t have sacrifices, go back!”

The fire is yet to be discussed, Zhong Yue said with a smile: "Sister Qin, for the sake of my being Fuxi, can you pray and tell Emperor Haoyi, saying that the disciple encounters troubles in cultivation and is puzzled, so dare to ask him , without the spirit of Fuxi, how to cultivate the true spirit of Fuxi?"

Xinhuo interjected: "Tell him again, and say that I want to borrow his body to take a look, and then borrow his soul to take a look, and it's best that he can separate a strand from his spirit and give it to Boy Yue! "

"I will inform the Emperor of your words."

The little girl with braided horns nodded and said with a sneer, "But don't even think about smelly flames!"

Xin Huo felt his face was in a mess and he felt wronged endlessly.

The sound of the piano sounded, and a melody came out from the temple, conveying the void, and curled away. After a while, the emperor's mausoleum shook suddenly, and Zhong Yue was startled. He saw boundless golden light coming from the depths of the temple, and the golden light surged like a tide, slowly lifting an emperor's coffin.

The emperor's coffin seemed not far away from him, but in fact it was extremely far away, an unknown number of thousands of miles away.

The emperor's coffin was opened, and a statue of Emperor Fuxi with the head of a man and the body of a snake stood on the coffin. His voice shook and came from afar: "Young man, do you want the spirit of Fuxi, or solve the confusion?"

The little girl with braided horns widened her eyes, showing disbelief, and murmured, "The soul of the Earth Emperor has descended from the Void Realm? For the sake of this half of the Fuxi family, he did not hesitate to expend his origin to descend..."

Zhong Yue bowed and said: "Disciple..."

Xinhuo hurriedly said: "I want the spirit of Fuxi! He is the emperor of heaven, even a strand of his spirit is better than your thousands of years of hard work! You can visualize his physical body, but it is of little use!"

"disciple……"

Zhong Yue hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple, please ask the Emperor to clear up your doubts!"