The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

One day, Qiong Sangzhi, who was practicing, received an order from the sky.

This was the enfeoffment of Qiongsangzhi by the Human Emperor Huangdi, who named him the Western Golden Emperor. From then on, Qiongsangzhi would leave Qiongsang Island to rule the Western world.

Qiong Sangzhi received the order, and he still felt very sad and reluctant. After all, he had long been familiar with the life here, married and had children here, and multiplied here. Moreover, the spiritual energy here was rich, and his cultivation was improving almost by leaps and bounds.

Now, Qiong Sangzhi has already broken through the seventh level and transformed into a human. His face is as firm as a knife, with clear lines, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his eyes reveal a sense of determination and courage.

Qiong Sangzhi's hair was as black as ink, moving in the wind, revealing an unruly aura.

He is tall and straight, with well-defined muscles, and every step he takes is full of firm power, as if the whole world is at his feet.

His attire was simple yet gorgeous, and his black robe fluttering in the wind made him look even more extraordinary.

With the successful transformation, Qiong Sangzhi's thinking became more meticulous, his wisdom increased rapidly, and his memory reached the level of photographic memory.

Qiong Sangzhi understood that Huangdi's will was in accordance with the will of heaven, so it was his responsibility.

Qiong Sangzhi never did things in a sloppy way. He directly left his eldest son, Gou Mang, who had a single spiritual root of wood, in the east, and Qiong Sangzhi himself went to the west with his youngest son Rushou.

He had already sent Ju Mang to practice with the Emperor of Wood Virtue in the East.

Ju Mang's appearance is very unique. His head is similar to that of a human, but his body is in the shape of a bird.

His body was covered in soft feathers of a gentle green, like new leaves in spring, and his wings were broad and powerful, so that with a single flap he could soar into the air.

Ju Mang's eyes are like emeralds, clear and bright, revealing his inner kindness and gentleness. His mouth is small and delicate, and there is always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel kind and warm.

Qiong Sangzhi felt that he was very suitable to be the disciple of the Eastern Wood Virtue Emperor, because they both had wood attributes, and the Eastern Wood Virtue Emperor could teach Ju Mang better.

The youngest son, Rushou, has a single spiritual root, the gold spiritual root. He has a human face, tiger claws, and white hair all over his body. He is a strange man holding a big axe and riding two dragons.

His face was handsome and dignified, with strong features, and he looked very similar to Qiong Sangzhi.

His eyes were like the deep starry sky, sparkling with golden light, revealing a majesty and mysterious power.

His hair was like golden flames, burning with passion and power.

His body is covered with a layer of white hair, which is as pure as snowflakes, yet reveals a kind of tenacity and strength.

He held a huge axe in his hand, the blade of the axe gleaming with golden light, revealing a fierce aura. There were even mysterious runes engraved on the axe handle, which gleamed with a faint light, revealing a mysterious power.

Under him were two giant dragons. The dragon scales of these two dragons were gleaming with golden light, revealing a majestic and mysterious aura. Their dragon eyes were gleaming with golden light, revealing a majestic and mysterious power.

Although the beast looks ferocious, it is actually very kind-hearted. Maybe it is because the youngest son is more like himself, Qiong Sangzhi likes this youngest son very much and often takes him to play everywhere.

This time when leaving, Qiong Sangzhi decided to take his youngest son with him without hesitation.

Qiong Sangzhi rode on a phoenix and flew west first. Other birds also followed Qiong Sangzhi and Rushou.

Mudi and Ju Mang stood on the Fusang tree, watching Qiong Sangzhi leave from afar. Ju Mang felt very reluctant, but he also knew that unlike his father and younger brother who had gold spiritual roots, he had wood spiritual roots.

Although Ju Mang didn't know who his mother was, he could guess that he should have inherited his mother's wood spiritual root. Following his father's gold spiritual root, he couldn't continue to practice. Only by staying with his master could he practice well.

I understand it intellectually, but it's still a bit sad emotionally.

Mudi patted Jumang's little shoulder gently and consoled his disciple earnestly:

"Your father Qiong Sangzhi is very talented and capable, and now he has successfully transformed. I believe he will be able to lead the people of the West to live a happy and beautiful life."

Ju Mang suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and with red eyes, he whispered to his master:

"I understand, Master. I just miss my father and younger brother a little bit. After all, after we say goodbye today, I don't know when we will see each other again."

Mu Di didn't say anything else, just watched the birds flying farther and farther away and getting smaller and smaller.

In this way, Qiongsangzhi established himself in the west and maintained friendly relations with the Yellow Emperor. They often sat and discussed, communicated with each other, and shared each other's experience and wisdom.

Thanks to their joint efforts, people and all living things in the East and the West live in harmony and become increasingly prosperous.

Qiong Sangzhi lived in Changliu Mountain.

Rushu lived in Boshan.

Day after day, the father and son nominally managed the thirty-six tribes of the western prairie, but in reality they had less and less time. Now they only needed to observe every evening whether the light reflected from the setting sun to the east was normal. If it was normal, it meant that people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and that people and all living things lived in harmony.

The sun sets, the moon rises, and the sea changes.

The peace and prosperity has almost made people forget about the prairie's guardian god, Jindi Qiong Sangzhi.

It was not until the appearance of the witch god that the memory of the nomadic peoples of the prairie was reawakened.

On this day, Qiong Sangzhi was on Changliu Mountain observing whether the light reflected by the setting sun in the east was normal. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and fainted.

The sun was setting in the west, round and magnificent, and the sky was filled with rosy clouds, forming a solemn and sad sunset scene. When Xianyu Datang regained consciousness, the picture in his mind was just this sunset.

Xianyu Datang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.

In front of me is still the corridor.

Slowly, countless memories rushed into his mind like a tide, making Xianyu Datang feel dizzy, as if his entire brain was about to burst by this massive amount of information.

Xianyu Datang subconsciously stretched out his left hand, gently touched the Qiankun small gourd on his waist, and took out a low-grade spiritual stone from it. This spiritual stone was crystal clear and flickered with a faint light.

Xianyu Datang himself didn't know why he did this, but he still sat down cross-legged involuntarily, holding the low-grade spirit stone in his left hand, closed his eyes, concentrated his mind and began to practice the skills.

As the technique was running, a strong suction force came out from Xianyu Datang's body, and the spiritual energy in the low-grade spiritual stone continued to flow into his body. These spiritual energies flowed along the meridians, and after the Zhoutian circulation, they gathered in the Dantian.

As time went by, Xianyu Datang gradually felt a cool and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body. The splitting headache he had felt gradually eased, replaced by a relaxed and happy mood. He immersed himself in this wonderful experience and slowly entered a peaceful state of meditation.

It was unknown how long it took Xianyu Datang to wake up from his trance. However, this unprecedented feeling made Xianyu Datang feel confused about what day it was.

who am I?

Where am i?

Spreading out his left hand, Xianyu Datang stared blankly at the powder in his left hand. So, all this was not a dream?

He actually has a golden spiritual root.

He actually obtained the inheritance of the Golden God?

He, he actually drew Qi into his body and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

"The universe is simple and easy, and it determines longevity. It pushes the changes of emptiness and fullness. It has a tacit understanding of the four seasons, and it releases the conflict and harmonizes, and creates things. It grows deep and strong, and it stands by the golden well, and it blooms. Its fragrance is set against the bright clouds. It makes clear sounds. The creation is in the dark, and it shows the empty emperor and the yang body flying. It travels freely in the Dharma Realm, and it is full of divine changes and nameless."

Xianyu Datang murmured to himself, flying is really not a dream.

After accepting the inheritance of the Golden God, Xian Yu Datang was no longer a mortal and would no longer foolishly think that immortals were omnipotent. He knew that cultivators also had levels.

And he had just managed to draw Qi into his body. He had just sat cross-legged and absorbed the spiritual energy of a low-grade spirit stone, and only then did he break through to the first stage of Qi Refining.

He could not practice any of the spells passed down by the Golden God now. Even the lowest-level Wind Blade had to be practiced after breaking through to the third stage of the Qi Refining Period.

However, Xianyu Datang was not disappointed, nor would he rush for quick success. From an ordinary person to a grandmaster, Xianyu Datang's mentality was calm enough and his perseverance was definitely enough. He believed that as long as he persisted in practicing step by step, he would be able to learn these spells one day.

Xianyu Datang stood up and looked forward. At the end of the corridor was a vine arch decorated with flowers. The stamens that drooped and swayed in the wind like purple wind chimes exuded a faint fragrance.

Looking back, the corridor behind me had disappeared into the thick fog.

Xianyu Datang did not hesitate and continued walking forward, passing through the arch of flowers.

Then, Xianyu Datang was dumbfounded. Next to him stood Xianyu Daji, who was also dumbfounded.

The most important thing is that the two of them were actually standing in mid-air above the lake.

Xianyu Daji was confused. Although he had drawn Qi into his body, although he had cultivated immortality, and although he had broken through the first stage of Qi Refining, he still couldn't fly!

Although he inherited the witch's legacy, accepted many of the witch's spells, and even inherited a magic wand, he did not practice any of them!

There is no other way. A witch's simplest spell must be practiced to the third level of Qi Refining, and only after contracting a staff can he slowly begin to practice it.

As for flying with a sword, haha! That can only be learned after practicing to the foundation-building stage.

At this moment, Xianyu Datang and Xianyu Daji were simply in tears.

Xianyu Dashi and Yuwen Tai were also stunned as they looked at Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The key point is that there is a long corridor winding around the lakeside flowers leading to the flower arch. Although the scenery behind the flower arch is not clear, the flower arch is still clearly visible.

However, these two people clearly came out of the flower arch! But the moment they stepped out of the flower arch, they were suspended above the lake.

This is really scary.

The same piece of information flashed through Xianyu Daxi and Yuwen Tai's minds: if they passed through the flower arch to the backyard, would they also be suspended above the lake?

Or does it mean that as long as they don’t have the permission of the Imperial Master, they will encounter such terrible scenes no matter where they go?

At this moment, Xianyu Daxi and Yuwen Tai were even more in awe of the Imperial Master Palace.

Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya looked at each other. The first person to pass the test was not a young man, but an elder of the Xianyu family. As expected, the thousand-year-old family still has a solid foundation, and none of these elders are simple.

I just don’t know what kind of inheritance they received?

Su Xiaoya also just found out that the eight tool men she exchanged actually carried eight hidden bosses with them. However, they were all triggered randomly, and even Su Xiaoya, the owner, didn't know how to trigger them, so she just did whatever she wanted.

The only thing that comforted Su Xiaoya was that these inheritances could be triggered repeatedly.

This is also the case, even though Su Xiaoya had deployed a bunch of ice and snow elves and tools into the National Master's Hall, but none of the civil and military officials of the Xiliang Kingdom could see any of them.

Just when Su Xiaoya deployed eight tools, all the ice and snow elves and tools became invisible.

Just, very speechless.

Of course, Su Xiaoya had just learned the art of looking at qi, so she could still see it. Although it was not clear, it was just a bunch of energy bodies, so at least she would not bump into them.

The ice and snow elves are all balls of ice-blue energy bodies, but the eight tool men are quite magical. They are energy bodies of eight colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple and black.

This is quite interesting.

Su Xiaoya naturally told Yu Shuheng that there were eight randomly triggered inheritances in their National Master Hall.

To be honest, Yu Shuheng was still jealous. It was pitiful that he traveled through time and space and became an evergreen tree. Then he worked hard to cultivate for 100,000 years, and it was only with the help of Su Xiaoya that he was able to transform into a human. Not to mention the space, there was not even a system.

Goldfinger?

Ha ha!

do not know!

I shed tears whenever I think of it.

Ugh!

Same people but different fates!

Yu Shuheng could only comfort himself. After all, he had lived for 100,000 years and was now the combat power ceiling of Qingyuan Star, which was already something to be proud of.

Looking at Xianyu Datang and Xianyu Daji who dared not move, Yu Shuheng waved his hand lightly, and Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang stood on the promenade on the shore of the lake.

The two people who were completely afraid to move finally reacted, moved their stiff hands and feet, slowly took a step forward, made sure they were on solid ground, and then immediately ran towards the study.

Xianyu Datang and Xianyu Daji had already seen the four people standing at the window of the study, so they hurried over to greet Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya. The Imperial Master's Mansion was not a place where one could barge in, so the two had to quickly explain the whole story.

in the garden.

Yu Shuyou had been observing the civil and military officials of Xiliang State, and naturally saw the two Xianyu elders who were admiring the flowers along the corridor.

But, everything was going well, so how come Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang suddenly disappeared out of thin air?

Yu Shuyou thought that he had been observing everyone and his eyes were tired, so he saw things blurry. So, Yu Shuyou decisively closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows and eye sockets with his right hand.

But when he opened his eyes again and looked towards the corridor, Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang were really gone!

gone!

This is the Imperial Master’s Mansion!

Two such big living people, two great masters at that, just disappeared out of thin air.

Yu Shuyou knew about the alliance between the Su family and the aristocratic family, and he also knew that the Su family was a family of immortal cultivators. Therefore, in the National Master Hall, on the territory of the Su family, a family of immortal cultivators, Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang would never get into trouble.

So……

There is only one truth!

Yu Shuyou's heart was pounding so fast, like beating a drum, making him feel dizzy.

Take a deep breath!

Take a deep breath!

Take a deep breath!

After taking three long deep breaths, Yu Shuyou finally calmed down a little bit. However, his flushed cheeks and bright eyes revealed the restlessness in his heart.

Yu Shuyou was worthy of being the leader of the Xianyu family's secret forces. He quickly recovered from the shock of discovering the shocking secret and began to think about the whole thing.

Yu Shuyou has a strong intuition. As long as he can unravel the truth, he will definitely be able to gain great opportunities.

Whenever he thought of the flying boat and the jade communication token on his body, Yu Shuyou felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Cultivation!

Who could refuse?

Yu Shuyou swallowed and began to carefully observe the place where Xianyu Daji and Xianyu Datang had just disappeared.

If Yu Shuyou had not been afraid of alarming the civil and military officials in the garden, he would have rushed directly to the corridor.

Make plans before taking action!

Calm down!

Yu Shuyou observed carefully while preparing himself mentally.