I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 188 Confucius
Demon King Peng also saw the mainland in front of him, with a trace of hesitation on his face. It was Dongsheng Shenzhou, the territory of the Taoist sect. He might be discovered by Taoist masters just after he entered it, but he thought of Yang Guang and Yang Guang on the opposite side. With the Demon Emperor's chariot in his hand, he felt a little bit reluctant.

"Catch it and leave. You must not go deep." Finally, the Peng Demon King still did not suppress the greed in his heart, and continued to chase towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Little friend, little friend." Yang Guang was running, but he saw a huge attraction coming from his feet, which made him fall down the cloud head involuntarily, and saw an old man with a gray beard and a face on the mountain in front of him. With a smile, showing a simple and honest color, of course, the most attractive thing is his huge forehead.

"Senior." Yang Guang was horrified, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, he quickly saluted and said.

"Little friend, little friend." The old man looked at Yang Guang and nodded, and said: "Come, come, it is fate to meet each other, it is a waste of money for the old man to enjoy delicious food all by himself, little friend came in time, and deserved this opportunity. "I saw an iron pot in front of the old man. In the iron pot, there are faint rays of light, and a dragon haunts it, exuding thousands of rays of light, and the jewels are very impressive.

"This?" Yang Guang looked at the sky, afraid that the Flood Demon King would be chasing him. Although the old man in front of him felt powerful, the Peng Demon King was not easy. Once he caught up, things would be bad.

"Don't worry, don't worry, come and sit beside me, you will get better soon." A gentle smile appeared on the old man's face.

I don't know why, but Yang Guang sat down obediently, just looking at the sky. After a while, he saw a big roc coming from the south, covering the sky and covering the sky with its huge wings.

But even so, Demon King Peng didn't notice the two people on the top of the mountain, as if there was just a small barren mountain in front of him, and there was no human habitation at all.

Yang Guang just watched the Peng Demon King leave in front of him.

"It's just a little bird. With a little power, it dares to fly around, and sooner or later it will be steamed." The old man looked at the iron pot in front of him, and said something in his mouth, as if he was pointing.

"Thank you senior for saving my life, this junior is very grateful." Yang Guang didn't know that it was the person in front of him who saved him, so he quickly stood up and saluted.

"Come on, come on, this is a good thing. After taking a lot of supplements, you are young, and you don't know what benefits you have gained. You practice quickly, but you are the emperor after all, and you can't achieve immortality. Take this opportunity to pass this level Let’s talk.” The old man greeted Yang Guang with a smile.

"Senior, this junior's subordinates are exterminating the enemies in the Valley of the Thousand Monsters. If this junior doesn't go, I'm afraid something will be wrong." Yang Guang really wanted to leave here, but he knew that without the old man's permission, it was impossible for him to leave here.

"It's just some little monsters. They die when they die. Boy, the things in front of you are not simple. In the Three Realms, it may be difficult to find such things. Ten thousand years of flood dragons are great tonics anywhere. If you miss them , It’s a pity.” The old man got a pair of chopsticks from nowhere, rolled them in the iron pot, and saw a strange fragrance, and thousands of rays of light emerged in the iron pot.

Although Yang Guang was standing on the side, smelling the aroma made him feel that the mana in his body was slowly rising, and he was shocked when he heard that what was being cooked in the iron pot was the Wannian Jiaolong.

"Senior, is this ten-thousand-year flood dragon?" Yang Guang's heart moved, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"You kid took other people's things and destroyed their lair. If it's just that, how can this be enough? You also need to wipe out the other party. Only in this way can you keep hundreds of millions of people, you! You are still too young It is." The old man said with a smile.

"Senior said it is true." Yang Guang suppressed the horror in his heart. Unexpectedly, in the iron pot in front of him, the one who was cooking was the Wan Yao King. Became the treasure in the pot.

Flood Dragon's body is a treasure, especially the Wan Yao King who has been cultivating for ten thousand years. His flesh and blood are comparable to magic medicine. If he eats it up, it will be enough to make his cultivation go further.

The poor Wan Yao King has practiced for so many years. He is the master of one party, but he has become someone else's meal. No matter how powerful a character is, he cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by others. Food for others.

"The way of heaven is reincarnation, who does the sky bypass." Yang Guang couldn't help laughing.

The old man was taken aback for a while, and finally he laughed, and pointed out with his right hand, and there was an extra futon beside him.

"Little friend is also a person who can read. Come, come, take a look at what is written in this book. The old man is so dazed that he can no longer see the handwriting clearly. Come and read it to the old man." The old man casually threw it over.

Yang Guang glanced at it, but it was "The Analects of Confucius".

"Learning and learning from time to time, isn't it easy to say? Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Is it not a gentleman if you don't know what you don't know?" Yang Guang couldn't help reading, and the old man on the side also nodded repeatedly, as if It's like listening to a great cheat book.

"Ding! You have read Confucius' Analects and gained great prophecy."

A mechanical sound sounded in his ears, and Yang Guang respectfully held the book in his hand to the old man. He already knew the identity of the old man in front of him, it was Confucius, the master of Confucianism, and he did not expect that he would get help from him.

Now he not only got the help from the other party, but also obtained the supernatural power of the great prophecy from the other party, which can save his life at a critical time.

"Boy, you can eat." Confucius laughed loudly, regardless of his own identity, the chopsticks went deep into the iron pot, picked up a piece of meat, and stuffed it into the mouth. A vision appeared in front of the two of them, and a strange fragrance filled their nostrils.

Naturally, Yang Guang would not let go of such a good opportunity, he also had an extra chopstick in his hand, and he also pinched it towards the iron pot, and saw ten thousand rays of light on the chopsticks, when he ate it, his mouth was full of fragrance, and he swallowed it The heat wave was rolling, and a warm current flowed into the eight extraordinary meridians, quickly generating mana.

"Good stuff, good stuff." Yang Guang nodded again and again, his chopsticks involuntarily stuck into it, and started to eat.

Confucius watched clearly and nodded repeatedly.

"Boy, although this stuff is good, but your realm is not enough, you should eat it while refining mana, otherwise, it's too late!" Confucius patted Yang Guang's shoulder and said, "You can enjoy it here. Believe me, you and I will have a chance to meet again in the future."

(End of this chapter)