I will become an immortal in this world

"Your Majesty, this is Fang Wang.

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

Fang Wang cupped his fists and saluted, and said, "Junior Fang Wang, I have met His Majesty."

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

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

Emperor Dong Gong withdrew his gaze and said with emotion: "With such a talent and the inheritance of the Great Sage, Fang Wang, you are amazing. Over the past ten thousand years, how many people have searched for the inheritance of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon, but those who can obtain the Dragon Jade Ring, Only you, it seems that you have been recognized by the Dragon Subduing Sage."

Fang Wang said neither humble nor arrogantly: "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, and the three true skills of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon are the foundation and core of the Infinite Sutra of Heavenly Dao. Naturally, he can be his master. He will not be arrogant because of his current achievements and ignore his past kindness.

"apprentice?"

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

Emperor Dong Gong was not surprised and said with a smile: "The dragon jade ring is originally the status symbol of the Dragon Subduing Sage. It cannot be snatched away even if you want to. In terms of seniority, Fang Wang, you can now be regarded as my master-uncle. "

Hearing this, Fang Wang quickly said: "Juniors don't dare to take this responsibility."

Emperor Dong Gong laughed a few times and said: "It's okay. You can keep this seniority in your heart. From now on, you will all be one of your own."

Di Tao was amazed.

Fang Wang turned out to be the great-uncle of Emperor Dong Gong. Now he was soaring into the sky and had the biggest backer in the Eastern world.

Fang Wang was not surprised, because he felt that Emperor Dong Gong was dying and could not protect himself for long.

Emperor Dong Gong waved to Fang Wang to enter the pavilion, and at the same time gave Di Tao a look. Di Tao immediately saluted, turned and left.

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

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

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

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Wang, saw Fang Wang nodding, and immediately proudly told her origin.

Hearing that Xiao Zi was actually the princess of the True Dragon Clan under the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon, Emperor Dong Gong was in awe. Even this little dragon was of higher seniority than him?

He suddenly felt that a combination like Fang Wang and Xiao Zi could rise and become powerful in the world even without his support.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the inheritance of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon is still there, but the monks from the powerful forces dare not be tainted with the cause and effect of the upper world, and the lowly creatures cannot be recognized by the Great Sage. Your appearance may be before the arrival of the prosperous age. Symbol of "Fang Wang, don't worry, I will severely punish those seven saints, and then you can practice here, how about it?" Emperor Dong Gong sighed, and at the end, his tone became serious.

Fang Wang hesitated and said, "I'm afraid of causing trouble to my seniors."

"What's the trouble? If you weren't of higher rank than me, I would have accepted you as my disciple. With a disciple like you, even if I couldn't succeed, I would still be able to smile." Emperor Dong Gong said with a smile.

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

And Fang Wang felt that this regret was not directed at him, but at Duke Dong himself.

He thought about Emperor Dong Gong's lifelong pursuit of Emperor Zheng. Perhaps Emperor Dong Gong had felt the limit, so he regretted it.

If Emperor Dong Gong could become emperor, Fang Wang would have heard Zhou Xue mention his name.

Emperor Dong Gong began to talk about his own Great Oracle Dynasty, and his words were full of pride. He started from the development history, then introduced the current heritage of the Great Oracle Dynasty, and finally talked about the future plans of the Great Oracle Dynasty.

Even Xiao Zi was fascinated by it.

In a divine dynasty where humans and demons coexist, all living beings aim at cultivation. There is no internal fighting, only ambitions to transcend the upper world. How can such a divine dynasty not be desirable to humans and demons?

Emperor Dong Gong sighed, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

Fang Wang asked: "I wonder why your Majesty sighs?"

Emperor Dong Gong said quietly: "The whole court is looking forward to me being able to prove the emperor, and half of the world is the same. They all think that I am the most likely being to prove the emperor. Looking at the world, this is indeed the case, but I look at it from my own perspective. Go, the day of becoming emperor is far away. Even though I have reached the highest level of cultivation in the world, the emperor is still illusory to me. "

"If I fail to become Emperor Zheng, everything I have built will probably collapse. Although I have descendants, they can only barely be considered geniuses. Let alone Zheng 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 require hard work, but there are also many things that cannot be achieved by hard work alone.

He has not yet encountered the level of becoming a saint and becoming an emperor. He does not even understand the mysteries of the great sage and the great emperor.

Emperor Dong Gong looked at him and said with a smile: "I have a magical power that can kill the fate of the saints. This is why all the tribes and religions in the world obey me. They don't respect my righteousness, they are just afraid that I will deal with them. They also want to use me to deal with 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 the world will always have a rule, so that the saints and emperors can have some scruples. "

Fang Wang couldn't help but ask: "Is there a price for the magical power of cutting luck?"

Emperor Dong Gong smiled and said: "That's natural. Any magical power that relies on luck and cause and effect, the stronger it is, the greater the cost. If the luck of the seven clans is destroyed, my five hundred years of life will be lost."

Fang Wang was silent.

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

"How about it, Fang Wang, do you want to inherit my magical power, or even inherit my great dynasty?" Dong Gong's words were not surprising, and when Fang Wang raised his eyes, Xiao Zi's eyes widened.

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

Emperor Dong Gong said with a joking smile: "You just need to conquer them, isn't it? And I can betroth my most beautiful daughter to you to help your Fang family take off. The place in Daqi is too small and not suitable for you." "

Fang Wang was silent again.

Xiao Zi couldn't help but said: "Okay, Emperor Dong Gong, it turns out that you had this idea because my young master will become a saint sooner or later, and even surpass the Great Sage. Entrusting your descendants to my young master is indeed the best plan. But you have to come first, first served. The position of the principal wife is up for debate. I am the princess of the True Dragon Tribe, and my status and status may not be inferior to your daughter."

After hearing this, Emperor Dong Gong couldn't help laughing.

Fang Wang patted Xiao Zi's head, looked at Dong Gonghuang and said, "How about this? You pass on your magical power to me, and the Great Edict will still be left to your descendants. If they encounter trouble in the future, I will definitely take action." Help.”

Emperor Dong Gong raised his eyebrows and said: "My Great Oracle Dynasty is definitely one of the best fortune dynasties in the Eastern world. It just doesn't want to expand. Are you sure you don't want it?"

Fang Wang replied: "I care more about responsibility than profit. My temperament is not suitable for taking on such a heavy responsibility."

Emperor Dong Gong took a deep look at Fang Wang and said, "You stay here first. After three years, I will invite you to participate in the assessment with my heirs. Only those who pass can receive the inheritance of my magical power."

Fang Wang was very interested in the magical power of cutting luck, which would help him eliminate the root causes in the future, so he nodded in agreement.

Emperor Dong Gong knocked on the table with his wine glass, and a figure appeared out of thin air to the side, half-kneeling down, cupping his fists and saluting.

This man was wearing armored black clothes, with a thin figure and a stern face. There was a strand of white hair in front of his forehead, which made his whole person's temperament even more outstanding.

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

When Zhui Feng heard this, he glanced at Fang Wang in surprise and followed the order.

Fang Wang stood up, clasped his fists and saluted Emperor Donggong, and then left with Zhui Feng.

Emperor Dong Gong was still sitting in the pavilion, watching Fang Wang leave.

Qianyang Palace is located in the southern area of ​​the Imperial Palace. Along the way, Zhui Feng remained silent while Fang Wang and Xiao Zi enjoyed the scenery along the way.

Fang Wang found that there were very few people in the imperial palace and it seemed very deserted.

After half a stick of incense, they walked to Qianyang Palace.

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

"If you have any needs, just ask and someone will hear you." Zhui Feng said. After that, he saluted Fang Wang, then turned and left.

Xiao Zi rushed into the hall, while 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 towards the door, which closed with a bang.

"Sir, it seems that Emperor Dong Gong treats you sincerely." Xiao Zi said with emotion.

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 aura in the pool, and said, "Let's practice here for three years first."

After fighting for so long, he was a little tired and needed to take in Qi and practice to restore his mood.

He followed him into the pool, meditated, and followed him to do his exercises.

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

…

Clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder thundered.

At the foot of a mountain, the ground was full of potholes and corpses were everywhere. It was shocking. At this moment, a dozen monks were standing on the ground with corpses. They looked up at the figures on the top of the mountain, their faces full of despair and fear.

"Who...are you...why do you want to go against my Korean family?"

An old man asked in a trembling voice. Looking carefully, each of their feet were sunk deep into the soil, and blood was spreading to their boots.

boom!

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

This person is clearly Fang Zigeng.

Fang Zigeng was dressed in red clothes, with white hair floating around. He looked down at the Korean monks below expressionlessly. Half of his face was covered with strange black lines, and his whole person exuded an extremely cold and evil aura.

"If you're to blame, blame the elders in your clan for not having the foresight to keep an eye on Fang Wang."

Fang Zigeng's cold voice sounded, and he raised his hand. A large cauldron rose from behind him and hung high in the air. The mouth of the cauldron was turned and aimed at the Korean monks at the foot of the mountain.