I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Congratulations, Mr. Qin, you have actually comprehended emperor-level martial arts this time."

While everyone was still in shock, that charming and slender monster woman stepped forward and said with a light smile, "Young Master Qin's martial arts aptitude is really enviable."

"Just luck."

Qin Feng said indifferently: "There is no martial arts qualification."

As soon as his words came out, many arrogances in the ancient temple, as well as the monks who had been paying attention to this place from afar, were all dumbfounded.

I secretly cursed in my heart.

If one can comprehend emperor-level martial arts by luck, then it would not be an exaggeration to call Qin Feng the son of luck.

"Hehe... Mr. Qin is humbled." The fairy girl of Yaochi said with a smile.

She was in a strong state of mind. Although she was shocked and disturbed by Qin Feng's comprehension of emperor-level martial arts just now, she quickly returned to normal.

Like an extraordinary fairy.

However, although these Tianjiao had different thoughts in their hearts, they all covered up the past at this time and congratulated them one after another.

As for the saintess of the Misty Palace and Li Wenjian, their faces were very ugly. They stared at Qin Feng's figure, wondering what they were thinking, and remained silent for a while.

"Om..."

And at this moment, the moon above Shenyue Lake in the distance began to slowly dissipate.

It turned into wisps of divine brilliance, floating in all directions.

"This divine brilliance can be absorbed, which is beneficial to cultivation!" Suddenly a monk exclaimed.

Those who were still annoyed that they didn't gain anything this time heard that, after trying it, they found that they could really absorb divine radiance to improve their cultivation.

For a while, he hurriedly found a place to meditate, absorbing the fading divine brilliance.

However, many Tianjiao in the ancient temple did not do this, because they had already harvested enough today, and the benefits brought by this bit of divine splendor can be ignored.

"The little chance left by the ancient emperor, after endless years, can still bless so many monks in the future generations. It is really hard to imagine how powerful they are."

Looking at the monks who were excitedly absorbing the divine radiance, the sky demon body couldn't help saying.

"It is recorded in ancient books that they can pluck the stars and move the moon, and shatter thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in a single thought."

Gu Gansheng said to the sixth prince: "Under the emperor's authority, all living beings are like ants."

When the other people heard the words, they all had complicated expressions and fell silent.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they go to the sky and enter the earth, no different from gods. In the eyes of many monks, they are insurmountable monuments of martial arts, the pride of heaven.

But only they themselves know how weak they are. In front of the real strong, they are not even ants.

The ants on the ground are never afraid of the eagle in the sky, because they cannot see it.

But when one or two ants, after endless efforts, grow wings and can fly to the sky, they will understand how terrifying the eagle in the sky is.

"Om..."

At this moment, the mysterious and complicated pattern on the wall of the ancient temple suddenly lit up, and the power of the formation surged inside.

This place is closing!

It will not be opened again until the next vision is about to appear.

"Let's go!" Qin Feng said to Chu Xian who was beside him.

Afterwards, he left the ancient palace.

The same is true of many other Tianjiao.

After leaving the ancient temple, no one continued to stay.

This time in the special shooting space, they have all comprehended at least the Supreme Martial Arts, and they must hurry up and master it well.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

After a brief farewell, the figures turned into Changhong and disappeared into the sky.

Qin Feng put away the ancient boat and left with Chu Xianxian.

As for the monks who were absorbing the divine brilliance near Shenyue Lake, they all left one after another after the divine brilliance dissipated completely.

Accompanied by it, what happened here began to spread rapidly.

.....

The Bright Light Domain is not very big. In just one day, what happened in Shenyue Lake has been widely circulated, and many people know about it.

"Since the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Qin Feng has not appeared for many years. He thought he was afraid of Dayan Holy Land, but he did not expect to surprise the world again when he appeared this time."

"Three quasi-holy sons of the half-step Martial Extreme Realm in Dayan Holy Land were beheaded by his own power, and he also comprehended the emperor-level martial arts. This martial arts talent is too terrifying."

"The people who can compete with the Chaos Body in the future, apart from the Yaochi Saintess, Lingshan Buddha, and the mysterious person with the Supreme Bone, there is another Qin Feng."

"..."

Various voices of discussion sounded out one after another.

In the minds of many monks, Qin Feng, the Saintess of Yaochi, Lingshan Buddha, Chaos Body and others have been regarded as the top talents of the same level.

And with what happened here, it quickly spread to the nearest Ten Thousand Tribulations Domain, and a piece of news shocked countless monks again.

The Valley of Myriad Tribulations in the Domain of Myriad Tribulations said that I hope Qin Feng can go to the Valley of Myriad Tribulations. Even if Qin Feng doesn't want to join the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, he can still enjoy the treatment of the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations!

It was like a blockbuster, thrown into a calm lake, it stirred up waves and caused countless discussions in Mingguang City.

"What does the Valley of Myriad Tribulations mean? It actually promised that as long as Qin Feng goes to the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, even if he doesn't join the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, he can still enjoy the treatment of the Holy Son."

A strong man from the Zhongzhou clan said: "Even if the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were killed one after another, and even a group of Tianjiao who competed for the Holy Son were all dead, the Valley of Myriad Tribulations shouldn't lower itself like this!"

That was an ancient holy land, not an ordinary sect.

This is equivalent to begging Qin Feng to let Qin Feng be the Holy Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

"Could it be that he wants to buy a bone with a thousand dollars, and Qin Feng will not agree to it. He wants to show his sincerity and attract other casual cultivators with monstrous qualifications to join the Valley of Myriad Tribulations?"

Someone speculated: "But... the price is too high!"

Many people couldn't figure out what the Valley of Myriad Tribulations was thinking for a while.

"Hey...don't make random guesses, the Valley of Myriad Tribulations is not as simple as you think, this is a plan to drive away tigers and devour wolves!" The president of the Mingguang Chamber of Commerce who had dealt with the Valley of Myriad Tribulations sneered.

"Why did you say that?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Many people now speculate that Qin Feng may be qualified to compete with the Chaos Body, and the Chaos Body has killed so many Tianjiao of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations in the Cang River Region. The two sides are already blood feuds that will never die."

The president of the Chamber of Commerce in the Bright Light Realm said, "If Wanjiegu wins over Qin Feng at this time, it only needs to pay the price of some resources, and the Chaos Body can have an additional enemy. Why not do it."

Hearing this, many people suddenly realized.

I finally understand why the Valley of Myriad Tribulations is like this.