Chapter 259 Fang Wang's Generation

"Your Majesty, this is Fang Wang."

Emperor Tao came to the pavilion and introduced Fang Wang to the Emperor Dong.

Fang Wang saluted with his fists and said, "Junior Fang Wang, meet your Majesty."

Xiao Zi, who was lying on his shoulder, stared at the Emperor Dong curiously, with a rather strange look in his eyes.

Fang Wang noticed the Emperor Dong's gaze, but he did not cover the Dragon Jade Ring. Perhaps the Emperor Dong had a certain connection with the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon.

The Emperor Dong retracted his gaze and said with emotion, "With such talent and the inheritance of the Great Sage, Fang Wang, you are amazing. For thousands of years, many people have sought the inheritance of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon, but you are the only one who can get the Dragon Jade Ring. It seems that you have been recognized by the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon."

Fang Wang said calmly, "The Great Sage Subduing the Dragon is indeed willing to accept me as his disciple. This is my blessing."

He has more than one master. The three true skills of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon are the foundation and core of the Heavenly Dao Wuliang Sutra. Naturally, he can be his master. He will not be arrogant because of his current achievements and ignore the past kindness.

"Disciple?"

Emperor Tao was moved, and his eyes changed when he looked at Fang Wang.

Dong Gonghuang was not surprised, and said with a smile: "The Dragon Jade Ring is the identity symbol of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon. It is impossible to snatch it. If we talk about seniority, Fang Wang, you are now my great-uncle."

Hearing this, Fang Wang hurriedly said: "I don't dare to be one."

Dong Gonghuang laughed a few times and said: "It's okay, you can remember this seniority in your heart, and we will all be family in the future."

Emperor Tao was amazed.

Fang Wang actually became the great-uncle of Dong Gonghuang. This time he was soaring to the sky and had the biggest backer in the Dongren.

Fang Wang was not surprised, because he felt that Dong Gonghuang's life was about to end and he could not protect himself for long.

Dong Gonghuang waved his hand, indicating Fang Wang to enter the pavilion, and at the same time gave Emperor Tao a look. Emperor Tao immediately saluted and turned to leave.

Only Fang Wang, Dong Gonghuang and Xiao Zi were left in the garden.

After Fang Wang sat down, Xiao Zi suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between you and Hong Chen?"

Dong Gong Huang was stunned, looked at it, and replied, "He is my grandfather, how do you know his name?"

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Wang, and when Fang Wang nodded, he proudly told her origins.

Hearing that Xiao Zi was actually the princess of the True Dragon Clan under the seat of the Great Sage Subduing Dragon, Dong Gong Huang was in awe. It turned out that even this little dragon was of a higher generation than him?

He suddenly felt that a combination of Fang Wang and Xiao Zi could rise and shock the world even without his support.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and the inheritance of the Great Sage Subduing Dragon is still there, but those powerful cultivators dare not be involved in the cause and effect of the upper world, and the creatures with low roots cannot get the recognition of the Great Sage. Your appearance may be a symbol before the arrival of the prosperous age. Fang Wang, don't worry, I will severely punish the Seven Saints. Next, you will practice here with me, how about it?" Dong Gong Huang sighed, and his tone became serious at the end.

Fang Wang hesitated and said, "I'm afraid of causing trouble for the senior."

"What's the trouble? If you were not older than me, I would have wanted to accept you as my disciple. With a disciple like you, even if I can't succeed, I can still smile in my grave." Dong Gonghuang said with a smile.

For some reason, Fang Wang heard regret in his words.

And Fang Wang felt that this regret was not for him, but for Dong Gonghuang himself.

He thought of Dong Gonghuang's lifelong pursuit of becoming an emperor. Perhaps Dong Gonghuang had already felt the limit, so he felt regretful.

If Dong Gonghuang could become an emperor, Fang Wang would have heard Zhou Xue mention his name long ago.

Dong Gonghuang began to talk about his Great Oracle Dynasty, his words full of pride, starting from the development history, and then introduced the current foundation of the Great Oracle Dynasty, and finally talked about the future vision of the Great Oracle Dynasty.

Even Xiao Zi was fascinated by it.

In the Divine Dynasty where humans and demons coexist, all beings aim to cultivate. There is no internal struggle, only the ambition to surpass the upper realm. How can such a Divine Dynasty not be desirable to humans and demons?

Dong Gonghuang sighed, then poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all.

Fang Wang asked, "I wonder why your Majesty sighed?"

Dong Gonghuang said faintly, "The whole court is looking forward to my becoming an emperor, and so is half of the world. They all think that I am the most likely to become an emperor. Looking at the world, it is true, but from my perspective, the day of becoming an emperor is far away. Even if I have reached the highest level of cultivation in the world, the emperor is still illusory to me."

"If I fail to become an emperor, everything I have established will probably collapse. Although I have descendants, they can only be barely regarded as geniuses. Let alone becoming an emperor, the possibility of reaching half of my height is slim."

Fang Wang didn't know how to comfort him. Many things in this world must be achieved through hard work, but there are also many things that cannot be achieved by hard work alone.

He has not yet touched the stage of becoming a saint and becoming an emperor. He does not even understand the mysteries of the great saints and emperors.

Dong Gonghuang looked at him and smiled, "I have a magical power that can cut off the luck of the saints. This is why all the tribes and religions in the world obey me. They do not respect my righteousness, they are just afraid that I will deal with them, and they also want to use me to deal with the enemies they cannot defeat. After staying in this position for a long time, I feel more and more that my inheritance must be passed down, so that there will always be a ruler in this world, so that those saints and emperors can have some scruples."

Fang Wang couldn't help but ask, "Does the magical power of killing destiny have a price?"

Dong Gong Huang smiled and said, "Of course. The stronger the magical power that is related to destiny and cause and effect, the greater the price. If the destiny of the seven clans is destroyed, it will reduce my life span by 500 years."

Fang Wang was silent.

Xiao Zi also looked at Dong Gong Huang with admiration. She didn't expect Dong Gong Huang to sacrifice so much for Fang Wang.

"What do you think, Fang Wang, do you want to inherit my magical power, or even inherit my Great Oracle Dynasty?" Dong Gong Huang's words were shocking. Xiao Zi's eyes widened when Fang Wang raised his eyes.

Fang Wang frowned and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to think so highly of me when we first met, and your descendants will not agree."

Dong Gong Huang said with a joking smile, "You just need to defeat them, right? And I can betroth my most beautiful daughter to you to help your Fang family take off. Da Qi is too small and not suitable for you."

Fang Wang was silent again.

Xiao Zi couldn't help but say, "Okay, Dong Gong Huang, so that's your idea. It's true. My son will become a saint sooner or later, and even surpass the Great Sage. It is indeed the best plan to entrust your descendants to my son. However, it depends on first come first served. The position of the wife is still to be discussed. I am a princess of the True Dragon Clan, and my identity and status may not be worse than your daughter."

Dong Gong Huang couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Fang Wang patted Xiao Zi's head, looked at Dong Gong Huang and said, "How about this? You pass on my magical powers, and the Great Oracle Dynasty will still be left to your descendants. If they encounter trouble in the future, I will definitely help them."

Dong Gong Huang raised his eyebrows and said, "My Great Oracle Dynasty is definitely one of the most prosperous dynasties in the East, but it will not expand. Are you sure you don't want it?"

Fang Wang replied, "Compared to interests, I care more about responsibility. My personality is not suitable for such a heavy responsibility."

Dong Gong Huang looked at Fang Wang deeply and said, "You stay first. Three years later, I will invite you and my descendants to participate in the assessment. Only those who pass can obtain my magical power inheritance."

Fang Wang was very interested in the magical power of cutting luck, which would help him to cut the grass and root it out in the future, so he nodded in agreement.

Dong Gong Huang knocked on the table with his wine glass, and a figure appeared out of thin air, half-knelt down, and saluted.

This man was wearing armored black clothes, thin, stern, and a wisp of white hair on his forehead, which made his temperament more outstanding.

"Zhuifeng, take him to live in Qianyang Palace." Dong Gonghuang ordered.

Zhuifeng glanced at Fang Wang in surprise and followed him.

Fang Wang stood up, saluted Dong Gonghuang, and then followed Zhuifeng to leave.

Dong Gonghuang still sat in the pavilion, watching Fang Wang leave.

Qianyang Palace is located in the southern area of ​​the Imperial Palace. Along the way, Zhuifeng was silent, while Fang Wang and Xiao Zi were enjoying the scenery along the way.

Fang Wang found that there were few people in the Imperial Palace, which seemed very deserted.

Half an incense stick of time later, they walked to the front of Qianyang Palace.

Zhuifeng pushed open the door, and a spacious and magnificent hall appeared in front of Fang Wang and Xiao Zi, and the majestic spiritual energy rushed towards them.

"If you have any needs, just speak up and someone will hear you." Zhuifeng said, and then he saluted Fang Wang and turned to leave.

Xiao Zi rushed into the hall, and Fang Wang carefully scanned with his spiritual sense, and only stepped in after confirming that there was no danger.

He put his left hand behind his waist and hooked his hand at the door, and the door slammed shut.

"Sir, it seems that the Emperor Dong Gong treats you sincerely." Xiao Zi sighed.

The Qianyang Palace is gorgeously decorated, with beds for resting, tables and chairs for entertaining guests, and even a side hall for practicing magic.

Fang Wang walked to the pool in the center of the hall, felt the spiritual energy in the pool, and said: "Practice here for three years first."

After fighting for so long, he was a little tired and needed to absorb energy and practice to restore his state of mind.

He followed into the pool, meditated, and followed the practice.

Xiao Zi wandered around, curious about everything in the hall.

...

Dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder roared.

At the foot of a mountain, the ground was full of pits and corpses, which was shocking. At this moment, there were dozens of monks standing on the ground with corpses. They looked up at the figure on the top of the mountain, their faces full of despair and fear.

"Who are you... why are you against my Han people?"

An old man asked in a trembling voice. Looking carefully, each of their feet was deeply stuck in the mud, and blood was spreading on their boots.

Boom!

A thunderbolt struck, illuminating the figure on the top of the mountain.

This person was Fang Zigeng.

Fang Zigeng was wearing a red robe, with white hair flying, looking down at the Han monks below with an expressionless face. Half of his face was covered with strange black lines, and the whole person exuded an extremely cold and evil aura.

"If you want to blame someone, blame the elders in your clan for being blind and targeting Fang Wang." Fang Zigeng's cold voice sounded, and he raised his hand. A large tripod rose from behind him and hung high in the air. The mouth of the tripod turned and pointed at the Han cultivator at the foot of the mountain.