The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 9: Mian Shou

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Dao Monarch Yu Xi, the daughter of the Holy Lord, soon, the news spread overwhelmingly!

The entire Jokhang Holy Land is in an uproar! Fear, fear, regret, joy, various emotions erupted throughout the Jokhang Holy Land.

The daughter of Jingzhao, what is this concept?

The daughter of the first person in the world, the first princess in the entire world. At this moment, who would dare to look down on her? Who would dare to hit her idea?

It’s just that countless cultivators don’t understand why Jingzhao only recognizes this daughter today!

Jingzhao did not explain or say much, but the phrase "daughter" has already told everything, because this sentence of "daughter" has already explained that Jingzhao will protect him!

Mo Yuxi returned to her palace somehow.

The Bei Mo Temple was murdered, and Mo Yuxi did not go to live again, but went to the residence of his father back then, near the Dazhao Mountain, similar to the Taoist temples of Maori and Youyue.

This was originally Mo Yuxi’s father’s property, but after Mo Yuxi’s father died, he was taken over by some true monarchs, but at this moment, these true monarchs suddenly gave up this place obediently. Who would dare to fight with Mo Yuxi? ?

Looking at the "Hall of Dark Phoenix" in front of him, Mo Yuxi recalled too much childhood fun for a while.

But, Jingzhao is his mother? This information, like a bone in his throat, made Mo Yuxi's expression extremely complicated.

Why? When my father died, my mother was indifferent? Is the Holy Lord really his own mother? Why do you ignore yourself for so many years and let yourself be bullied?

Mo Yuxi shut himself in the Dark Phoenix Hall alone. Even Yan Chuan was turned away.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, not caring.

At this moment, the most excited people are Qinglong and the others. They were arranged by Mo Yuxi's father back then. They are loyal to the young master. As expected, they have also suffered a lot of indifference over the years.

However, at this moment, suddenly realizing that his young master still has such a strong identity, Qinglong suddenly felt exasperated.

"Emperor Yan, is it true?" Qinglong was still a little excited.

"It's true, this Mingfeng Mountain used to be Yu Xi's father's dojo?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Yes, I will live here before, too!" Qinglong nodded excitedly.

"Help me find a single room, I have something to tell Mr. Wen Ruo!" Yan Chuan said.

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Qinglong responded immediately.

All the true monarchs who occupied Mingfeng Mountain were all gone. Mo Yuxi was in a bad mood. At this moment, Qinglong, as the first servant, naturally has the right to arrange here, and it is still Yan Chuan.

"Emperor Yan, you asked me to come, really something important? You know, the great change of the Jokhang Holy Land, the Great Zhou City on my side, will definitely not live in peace at this moment!" Mr. Wen Ruo laughed.

"Let's go, Mr. Wen Ruo, the matter is urgent. I should have told you when I arrived at the Jokhang Holy Land yesterday, but it's a pity that I met Yu Xi!" Yan Chuan's expression was righteous.

Seeing Yan Chuan's face serious, Mr. Wen Ruo also knew that things were extraordinary, and his face suddenly became serious.

Under the guidance of Qinglong, the two came to a hall, and the door of the hall closed suddenly, and no one was allowed to disturb.

"Emperor Yan, what's the matter? Tell me!" Mr. Wen Ruo said solemnly.

With Yan Chuan's current status, it is not difficult to find a magic weapon for storage.

Yan Chuan flipped his hand, and a huge coffin suddenly emerged from his sleeve.

The coffin?

Mr. Wen Ruo's face sank. Mr. Wen Ruo doesn't know who is in the coffin, but there must be a dead person in it, who?

Yan Chuan stretched out his hand to beckon Mr. Wen Ruo to do it himself.

Mr. Wen Ruo gently lifted the lid of the coffin with a hint of curiosity.

Huh!

The lid of the coffin retreated, and suddenly a corpse inside was exposed.

Mr. Wen Ruo shook his whole body, staring inside the coffin in horror.

"Father? Daddy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Mr. Wen Ruo burst into tears suddenly. It was not someone else who lay in the coffin, but the former principal of Julu Academy, Menciu!

In Nanshenzhou, in order to inquire about the whereabouts of Feng Shui master Li Canglan, Li Canghai led a group of Feng Shui masters and killed him in front of Yan Chuan. In the end, Li Canglan's whereabouts was exchanged for his life.

"Father!" Mr. Wen Ruo cried for a while.

Next, Mr. Wen Ruo's face was cold, and Junxiu's face was distorted and terrifying. He turned to look at Yan Chuan and said: "Yan Huang, who is it? Who killed my father?"

With a slight sigh, Yan Chuan told Mr. Wen Ruo about Nan Shenzhou. No reservations.

"If Wen is a struggling child, bring me a sentence and say,'Father, I'm sorry for him!'."

Daddy sorry for him?

But at the end of Yan Chuan talked about Mencius Qiu's last sentence of guilt when he was dying. Wen Ruo was already crying.

"Li Canghai, Li Canghai, I won't kill you, I will destroy the heavens~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Mr. Wen Ruo roared.

Looking at Mr. Wen Ruo's grief, Yan Chuan sighed slightly. He didn't say much, but walked out of the hall alone, leaving Mr. Wen Ruo to vent his sadness.

"Emperor Hades?" Qinglong came.

"Don't disturb Mr. Wenruo!" Yan Chuan said.

"Hmm!" Qinglong nodded.

"Where is Jin Dayu?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.

"Master Jin? Oh, he asked me to bring you a sentence earlier, I almost forgot!" Qinglong slapped his head.

"Oh?"

"He said, he sensed the Sun Fire Essence Stone, and went to investigate!" Qinglong said.

Sun Fire Stone? Yan Chuan's expression moved, and he suddenly remembered that Jin Dayu had never had a magic weapon to use, and he had always cared about the magic weapon of his ancestors. Sun Fire Stone? Refining the gate of heaven?

"I see!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan had already brought the letter back and asked Liu Gangdong to search around. Now that Jin Dayu found it by himself, that would be great.

"Big Brother, Yan Huang, girl Shangguan is here!" Bai Long ran over immediately.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan moved with an expression, speeding up his pace and rushing to the Mingfeng Hall.

The gate of Mingfeng Palace has opened, and Shangguan Wan'er is facing Mo Yuxi.

"Shangguan girl, the Holy Lord is really my mother? Is it true?" Mo Yuxi said with a trace of tears in his eyes.

"How can this be fake? Girl, don't think too much, since the Holy Lord has already recognized you, no one in this world dares to bully you anymore." Shangguan Wan'er smiled.

But Mo Yuxi was even more sad.

Mo Yuxi didn't care when Yan Chuan walked into the hall. Shangguan Wan'er looked at Yan Chuan and didn't say anything.

"Then why, why have I been so ignorant of me all these years, and, when my father died, why was it saint, why did my mother ignore it, why? If my mother took care of it, my father would not die! Why?" Mo Yuxi cried sadly.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned, she didn't want to say something.

"Shangguan girl, please tell me, okay?" Mo Yuxi stepped forward and took Shangguan Wan'er's hand and pleaded.

"You may be even more sad if you know it, you still don't want to know!" Shangguan Wan'er persuaded.

"No, I must know, Shangguan girl, if you don't tell me, I will ask my mother, I see what she says!" Mo Yuxi resolutely said.

"Oh, well, I hope you don't regret it!" Shangguan Wan'er nodded.

"Well, you say!" Mo Yuxi bit his lip and strengthened himself.

"Your father's death, blame him for being too greedy and ignorant of current affairs, no wonder others, because he is too greedy, so the Holy Lord turned a blind eye to him! Even let him give birth to himself Destroyed!" Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly.

"Huh? What?" Mo Yuxi was taken aback.

"Your father was too greedy back then. He wanted to enter the sacred place and confess to the world. He was the husband of the holy lord and angered the holy lord!" Shangguan Wan'er recalled.

"Ah? My father, not my mother's husband? How is it possible?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.

"Husband? The Lord once had a husband, but the Lord's husband is dead!" Shangguan Wan'er said.

"What? Why don't I know? Who is the Lord's husband?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.

"It's okay to tell you, the former husband of the Holy Lord called'Li Zhi', the former Lord of Tang Dynasty!" Shangguan Wan'er said.

"Datang?" Mo Yuxi kept recalling in her mind, but there was no such word as Datang.

However, Mo Yuxi didn't get too entangled, but asked: "Then what is my father? How could my mother give birth to me?"

"Your father? He is just the'face of the Holy Lord'." Shangguan Wan'er said.

The first face?

Mo Yuxi was a little stunned, it was Yan Chuan, who was also surprised at this moment. Noodles? Is Mo Yuxi's father Jingzhao's face?

"The head of the face? How could it be, how could Dad be the head of the mother?" Mo Yuxi was shocked by the result.

"You know now, why the Lord is not happy with you? Although you are the daughter of the Lord, your identity determines everything compared to the other children of the Lord, but fortunately you don't have to worry about it. , After all, you are born by the Holy Lord. Even if you don’t like it, you are still a piece of flesh from the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord has already recognized you!” Shangguan Wan'er comforted.

"Mianshou? Haha, it turns out that I was born of the Holy Lord and a Mianshou!" Mo Yuxi's heart was cold, his face was extremely bitter, and boundless suffering enveloped his heart.

"Only I, Maori, and Youyue know about this. No one else knows about the Lord’s private affairs. Girl, I grew up watching you. Although the Lord doesn’t like you, as long as you are Daughter of the Holy Lord, I won’t look at it separately. I’m here today, on the one hand to comfort you, on the other hand to prepare you to put yourself right. Now that you know your identity, I won’t say much, you She is a smart girl who knows what to do and what not to do. Don't be discouraged, as the daughter of the Holy Lord, it is your blessing!" Shangguan Wan'er comforted.

Mo Yuxi was sobbing alone, originally wanting to ask his teacher for sin, but now, Mo Yuxi's heart is a mess.

"Yan Chuan, how do you comfort Yu Xi!" Shangguan Wan'er said to Yan Chuan.

"I will, but, girl Shangguan, I just heard you say, Holy Lord Jing, there are other children?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned and shook her head and said: "Yan Chuan, you still don't know, take good care of Yu Xi!"

Yan Chuan nodded.

Looking at the sad Mo Yuxi, Shangguan Wan'er sighed slightly. Instead, he walked toward the outside of the hall.

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