Perhaps, the Emperor and the Divine Lord were too trusting and too reverent of the divine world.

Or perhaps, Master is too extreme.

But in the end, she chose to leave with Zhang Ruochen.

Emperor Ancestor God looked at Zhang Ruochen and the three people who left resolutely, with deep and firm eyes, and said: "Di Chen, one day, you will find that I am the right one."

Leaving the Royal Ship of the Emperor Ancestor God Lord, we walked on the streets of Qixia Holy City.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Qingsu, do you know why the Emperor Ancestor God came to the North Pole Star?"

"The disciples dare not ask about the affairs of the Lord of Gods, perhaps it is the intention of Heavenly Lord Haotian. Although almost all the big worlds and main stars of life in the northern universe have been moved to the surrounding star fields of the Heavenly Court, there must still be the presence of the heavens here.

"Qing Su said.

Chi Yao said: "The Emperor's Divine Lord is a strong-willed monk who can make such a big change in his ideas. I guess it must be influenced by important figures in the Eternal Heaven. He is either a disciple of the Eternal True Master or his own deity.

.Brother Chen...what are you looking at?"

Zhang Ruochen stopped and stared at the busy street. Through the crowds of people, he saw a figure wearing a blue Confucian shirt.

That figure was a hundred meters away.

There were at least hundreds of people on the street between Zhang Ruochen and him, and it was very chaotic.

He didn't appear to be outstanding, and he didn't have powerful aura fluctuations, but Zhang Ruochen discovered him and sensed his extraordinaryness.

He must have been an old man with a few strands of white hair. He stood by the stall and picked up the goods and asked for prices. He seemed to have not reached an agreement, so he left with a smile and his hands behind his back.

He walked very slowly and casually, but Zhang Ruochen could not catch up with him no matter how fast he walked.

Zhang Ruochen came to the stall where the old man in blue and Confucian clothes had just stopped, and looked around. Where could he be seen?

This is a stall selling calligraphy and painting, and the owner is a down-and-out scholar.

Zhang Ruochen picked up the scroll that the old man in Confucian shirt had asked for the price just now and slowly unfolded it. The two boys couldn't help but shrink back.

I saw that on the scroll, there was actually a scene of him, the emperor and the god, and Chi Yao drinking together in the pavilion. Qing Su was standing outside the pavilion. Everyone was lifelike, as if they could break time and space and walk out of the scroll.

"Did you draw this?"

Zhang Ruochen held up the painting and asked the down-and-out scholar.

The down-and-out scholar's eyes widened and he stammered: "This...this..."

Zhang Ruochen said: "What did he just say to you?"

"He...he said that a rich and important person will come to buy this painting later and will give me a lot of money. After I got the money, I should study hard and don't waste my time."

The more the down-and-out scholar talked, the more ashamed he became, because this painting was not painted by him at all, so how could he have the nerve to ask for money?

"Snapped!"

A bag of holy stones was thrown to him.

Zhang Ruochen put away the painting and said: "Study hard and don't let down that person's expectations of you."

Until then, Chi Yao and Qing Su came to the calligraphy and painting stall where they saw Zhang Ruochen buying a painting, and they both looked curious and puzzled.

"What is this painting?" Chi Yao asked.

"This is a warning given to me by others! We were meeting with the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord on the Royal Ship just now, and he was also there, but I didn't notice him at all based on my perception. What a terrifying mental power." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Is it the ninety-fourth level?"

Chi Yao's expression turned extremely ugly and she said, "How can you still laugh?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you don't laugh, how can you cry? If you look at this painting, what clues can you see?"

Chi Yao took the scroll and just glanced at it. His eyes instantly froze and he said: "The painting style of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, no, is authentic. How is this possible?"

When Chi Yao became the first empress of the Central Empire, she governed the country based on Confucianism and supported Confucianism and Taoism. She naturally studied a lot of the paintings of the fourth Confucian ancestor and thought she would not admit her mistakes.

But the Fourth Confucian Patriarch has clearly fallen!
Chapter completed!