Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Points of light were like fireflies, condensing into a square outline.

After a brief flash of light, an old man appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

This man was old and frail, but he had no arms or feet, and only a long golden robe that fell to the ground.

His face, long eyebrows and beard, and a pair of eyes, seemed to have experienced endless years and reincarnation in this world.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan quietly, "Tongtian Talisman!"

He looked at Qin Xuan quietly, his eyes seemed to see through everything.

Tongtian Talisman!

At the beginning of this era, the Great Emperor of Cangtian, the Supreme of the Xu Family, created one of the talismans, representing the order of the sky and the words of the heaven.

It was just a talisman, nothing mysterious.

But there were not many people in this world who knew the existence of this Tongtian Talisman.

Wuchao Emperor Mu didn't want to pay attention, but he had to pay attention.

Moreover, it was even more rare for the human race in front of him to be able to call him by his name.

Even the saints of the current Golden Crow clan had never known his name, and there was no record of it in the world.

Tian Lao's body was trembling faintly at this moment, looking at the old man transformed by the Emperor Wood, as if he was stupid.

Even he had never seen the spirit of the Wuchao Emperor Wood in his life.

It was almost a great honor to be able to receive his voice transmission.

Now, Qin Changqing from the Northern Territory could actually awaken the Wuchao Emperor Wood and even let the Wuchao Emperor Wood transform?

"How is this possible?"

Tian Lao's heart was almost filled with endless waves, making him unable to calm down.

Qin Xuan looked at the Wuchao Emperor Wood calmly and said slowly, "It seems that opening the Xianyang Palace has really consumed you!"

The Wuchao Emperor Wood looked calmly, "Come here, why did you wake me up? Where did you know the three words Miyayahe?"

Miyayahe is an ancient word from the beginning of this era. Translated to the present, it should mean light.

These three words are also the name of the Wuchao Emperor Wood.

It has not heard these three words for too long. Since the dark turmoil, it has been drowsy and drifting in these years.

It is different from the Qi Emperor Guitong. It is an innate seed born from the chaos at the beginning of this era. It is one of the nine sacred trees, with the same grade as the thirty-three innate fairy lotuses, and even better.

Someone broke through the chaos and brought it back to the fairyland from the chaos and planted it in the East China Sea. After a long time, it turned into an emperor tree.

Its spirit has never decayed after 36 billion years, but it is just a little chaotic.

Most of the Wuchao Emperor Trees are in deep sleep, just like the creatures imprisoned in the forbidden area, rarely coming out.

For it, a dream may last for billions of years.

"Where did you get it from? Is it so important?"

Qin Xuan said indifferently. In his previous life, he got the help of this Emperor Tree, and its name was also told by this Emperor Tree itself.

Part of his previous life's Emperor Weapon, the Green Emperor Sword, came from this Wuchao Emperor Tree.

"I came here to exchange with you. The Golden Crow clan is about to be destroyed. Take three drops of Emperor Tree Life Essence, and I will help the Golden Crow clan to eliminate this disaster!" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "You have exhausted a lot of energy to open the Xianyang Hall. If the Golden Crow clan is destroyed, it will be meaningless!"

With such words, the Wuchao Emperor Tree was unmoved, but Tian Lao's face suddenly changed at this moment.

"What did you say?" Tian Lao lost his voice. Is the Golden Crow clan going to be destroyed?

Qin Xuan ignored Tian Lao. His eyes were only on Wuchao Emperor Wood.

"Now that I have woken up, the Golden Crow clan is fine. Please go back!" Wuchao Emperor Wood spoke slowly.

"The great calamity is less than 600 years away. If you move, the opening of Xianyang Palace will be delayed until 300 years later!"

"After 300 years, the great calamity is imminent. Everything will be too late!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. "Three drops of Emperor Wood Sheng Yuan, the Golden Crow clan, the Great Emperor is not yet determined, but at least one saint can be born."

Wuchao Emperor Wood's eyes moved slowly. Suddenly, a leaf of Emperor Wood slowly fell.

This leaf is as big as an elephant and falls like a carpet.

The old man slowly sat cross-legged on the leaf of the Emperor Wood. Qin Xuan looked at him and sat down.

Qin Hongyi didn't care. She was still playing with the young Golden Crow. Tian Lao didn't dare to sit down.

"You should not be in this world!"

"Xu Wushang has cut off your heavenly path. It seems that you have already exchanged with him!"

The Wuchao Emperor Wood spoke slowly, and its voice was trapped in one place, only in the ears of Qin Xuan and him. Even the will of the heavenly path of this world could not be heard.

"If I don't give you three drops of Emperor Wood Shengyuan, you should also save the Golden Crow Clan!"

"Three drops of Emperor Wood Shengyuan, I need to condense at least 30 million years before I can accumulate them!"

"With your foundation, you can only enter the second level of Hunyuan."

The Wuchao Emperor Wood spoke, and its voice was enough to shock people.

It seemed to see some of the mist on Qin Xuan's body, and also knew that the unfathomable behind Qin Xuan, I am afraid that evenIt can't know everything.

"Well!" Qin Xuan nodded lightly, "Saving the Golden Crow Clan is because of its cause and effect, I will save it!"

"However, three drops of Emperor Wood Life Essence, breakthrough is the second, you should be able to feel that my life span is almost dry!"

"Everything in the world has gains and losses, and the strongest cannot avoid facing choices."

Qin Xuan also spoke slowly, "Mi Yahe, you should choose!"

"The catastrophe is coming, Xu Wushang will not trust me wholeheartedly, and she will not trust anyone. Although the way of heaven is supreme, it is also a puppet!"

"Ye Tongyu, the incarnation of heaven, I think you should have seen it, otherwise, you would not open the Xianyang Hall!"

"These two people, took you here from the chaos and gave you the light. Except for these two people, there are few people in this world who will let you make such a rash move."

The Wuchao Emperor Wood was silent for a full stick of incense before it slowly raised its head.

"The Heaven, the Supreme, each has their own plans!"

"But you, have nothing to do with me."

Qin Xuan smiled, "There will be!"

"I am the only one who can break the catastrophe. It's not arrogance, but it's something that I, Qin Changqing, can do. Xu Wushang can't do it, and the Heaven, it's also difficult!"

"One is trapped by the Heavenly Dao, and the other is trapped by himself. Only I am not bound by the Heavenly Dao, and I am not bound by the heart of a square inch."

"Three drops of Emperor Wood Shengyuan are only a part. One day, I will forge a sword for the Great Catastrophe, and I still need a part of your Origin Wood."

Mi Yahe frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with Qin Xuan's words and confidence.

Qin Xuan smiled but didn't say anything. He looked at Mi Yahe quietly.

"The Great Catastrophe, what if you can't break it? I, at worst, will return to the Chaos and wait for the next era to come out again." Wuchao Emperor Wood seemed to be asking a question, but it didn't seem like it.

"Then you should be able to see my bones. Above all living beings, someone will make up for you!"

"However, this is unlikely. If I can't even break a mere catastrophe, then..."

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "What else can I talk about?"

Then, there was silence for about an hour. Wuchao Emperor Wood never spoke, and Qin Xuan was not impatient.

Until Wuchao Emperor Wood slowly raised his head and glanced at Qin Xuan again.

Immediately, the remaining Emperor Wood leaf under Qin Xuan slowly dissipated and turned into three drops of red-gold liquid suspended in front of Qin Xuan.

"Those who come from the front road, please don't lose your original heart!"

The figure of Wuchao Emperor Wood slowly dissipated, leaving only a solemn voice.

Qin Xuan looked at the three drops of Emperor Wood Sheng Yuan. At the moment when the leaves fell, he already knew the decision of Wuchao Emperor Wood.

As for the other words, they were just to tell him.

Qin Xuan put away the three drops of Emperor Wood Sheng Yuan and smiled lightly.

"My old friend, your Mi Ya He will not be buried in the catastrophe. I promised you that!"

"I, Qin Changqing, will keep my word in my life!"