I, Emperor Xin, was overheard by Nuwa

Could it be that even monster races can practice Confucianism and Taoism?

After hearing Di Xin's words, Tong Tian finally couldn't sit still anymore.

If everything is as he thought, wouldn't it mean that there is no racial restriction on the practice of Confucianism and Taoism? In this way, those members of the sect must also be able to practice this way!
"Second brother, come for brother!"

Before Nuwa could react, Tongtian's spiritual consciousness dissipated in an instant, and his figure appeared in the academy.

At this moment, the ancestral land of the Feng Clan is the Immortal Volcano.

"My king, why did you call me to come here?"

The quasi-sage elders of the Feng clan gathered together, their faces were full of puzzlement, but more joy.

A few days ago, Kong Xuan ordered that he would try to divide the Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan into two, he would occupy one part, and the other would be stored in the undead volcano for the Feng Clan to comprehend.

Once a clansman gets the approval of the different fire, they can refine part of it for their own use, greatly increasing their own combat power.

Regarding this move, the elders of the Feng clan initially rejected it. After all, Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan's full form is definitely several times stronger than half of it, and this will also affect Kong Xuan's peak combat power.

For the height of the clan's unprecedented power, they would never ask Kong Xuan to contribute to the Feng clan for their own selfish desires.

Naturally, Kong Xuan had thought of this point long ago. After communicating with Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan and knowing that he could mend himself through time and absorbing earth fire, the elders of the Feng clan begged for this matter.

However, the power of the strange fire is too fierce, and it is not easy to get its approval, so these quasi-sage-level elders have become the best experimental subjects.

Now, Kong Xuan suddenly ordered them to come, he must have successfully split the strange fire into two!
"You guessed it right, I have indeed done this."

Under the attention of everyone, Kong Xuan nodded, and then continued, "But I ordered you to come here, but it is not because of this."

Not for this matter?
What is that for?
Just when everyone was at a loss, Xuannv noticed Kong Xuan's gaze.

It was a gaze looking towards the west, revealing endless hatred.

In the West, only the Second Western Sage had an enmity with the Feng Clan, and the two of them could barely be counted as having a feud with the Feng Clan, and they did not deserve such treatment from Kong Xuan.

In that case, there is only one person in the West who can make Kong Xuan look like this, and that is the legendary Demon Ancestor Luohu!
"Husband, don't tell me."

"Ok!"

Facing Xuannv's guess, Kong Xuan nodded solemnly.

At the same time, the elders of the Feng clan also smelled a little bit of danger.

"Why do I have an ominous but familiar premonition?"

"Me too, the last time this feeling appeared was when the world first opened!"

"The West seems to be about to resurrect a mighty man who should have died."

As the saying goes, a word is shocking, and a certain elder's words instantly scared the rest of the elders into livid faces.

Rahu is the only one in their memory who should have died in the West.

If Luo Hu comes back to life, he will definitely avenge the revenge he provoked back then!

"It's true. I feel the surge of magic energy in the west, and the way of heaven seems to let it grow bit by bit."

Kong Xuan nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go to Chaoge now, gather people and fight to the west, and we will completely wipe out the demons!"

The Great Elder of the Feng Clan pointedly suggested.

Originally, Kong Xuan thought the same way, but at this critical moment, Bigan and Shang Rong woke up.

The current Emperor Xin and the saints must be busy with Confucianism and Taoism, and they must not affect this matter because of the Feng Clan's personal enmity.

So in the end, Kong Xuan decided that he would lead the high-end combat power of the Phoenix Clan to the west to defeat the demons!
"That's fine, Luo Hu is only a half-step saint, and he will definitely not be my king's opponent."

After much thought, many elders agreed to Kong Xuan's plan.

"Okay, then everyone will follow me to refine the Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan at the Immortal Volcano. After three days, I will fight to the west and crush the demons!"

After all, Kong Xuan walked into the Immortal Volcano without looking back, followed by the elders of the Feng clan, leaving only Xuannv with insufficient cultivation to manage the affairs of the clan.

The three days are neither long nor short, at least in Di Xin's opinion, these three days can be described as a happy group.

In order to help Huang Feihu comprehend the mysteries of the art of war faster, Di Xin played chess with him during the day, discussed the art of war with him in the evening, and took him to temper his body in the bedroom in the middle of the night.

Even the concubines in the harem are jealous of this treatment.

After all, they only have one or two chances a month to sleep with the king, but Huang Feihu, a big man, can sleep with the king for three days in a row. in this way.

"Hey! Sister, do you think it's because I'm getting old and not attractive enough?"

"I'm afraid it's not the problem. Sister Daji and the three of them are immortals, and there will be no such thing as aging, but the king has not favored them."

"Then what is going on here?"

A question was raised, and the eyes of the three thousand beauties in the harem instantly focused on Su Daji and Huang Guifei.

Not for anything else, just because Daji was the concubine who attended the bed the night before this incident, and Concubine Huang Gui was Huang Feihu's own sister.

If even the two of them don't know what's going on, then all the concubines can only continue to wait.

"Sister Daji, I haven't had a chance to chat with my brother recently, and I don't know what's going on. Is there any news from you?"

Huang Guifei took the lead in telling her own situation.

"Sister Huang, little sister, I am also puzzled!"

Daji sighed helplessly.

"I hope the king didn't suddenly give birth to some eccentricity."

Empress Jiang smiled awkwardly, and then silently moved the mahjong out from under the table.

Rather than waiting here in boredom, it is better to play mahjong for happiness. After all, it is all about waiting. In the midst of happiness, time should pass faster.

"Yawn! Yawn!"

At this moment, Di Xin, who was playing chess with Huang Feihu in the bedroom, couldn't help but sneezed.

"My lord, are you really sick?"

"Impossible, no matter how you say Gu is an immortal, and his cultivation is not low, how could he be plagued by mortal symptoms?"

Di Xin said that he didn't understand!
How could a dignified quasi-sage be sick?

Besides, if you really got sick, that would be the most embarrassing thing.

Looking at countless huiyuanli in the past and present, let alone quasi-sages, even immortals who have just glimpsed the way of immortality are immune to all diseases.

If he, a quasi-sage and great power, falls ill under the protection of human luck, he will be ashamed and thrown at grandma's house.