Zhutian Avenue

Wow~

The spiritual rain that evolved through the Tai Chi picture scroll, the heavens and the earth turned slowly and slowly turned down.

The lingering rain, which seemed to break the **** of the Tianhe River, quickly poured all over Dongtian.

Soon, Dongtian began to produce changes.

The mountains are rising high, the ground is becoming thick, the trees and trees are ushering in a wave of skyrocketing, and the greenery covers the mountains and rivers everywhere.

It didn't take long before and after, and the spiritual machines flooded in the sky were filled more than ten times.

Dongtian is growing.

"Tai Chi..."

In the misty rain, Xuan Ji sighed softly, and his heart became more determined.

There are many ways to avoid the robbery and the ten sacred gates in Dongzhou, the three sacred sites, but there are only a few gates that can draw the power of the robbery to cultivate the heavens.

And that is all a mysterious magical power that only a few people can practice.

The Taiji map transformed into a breath of numbers, and the sky is slowly growing. This scene is undoubtedly shocking, but Zheng Longqiu and others are somewhat numb.

Several people were filled with heavy frustration, and they felt the deep despair.

The way forward, no more...

.......

"Hoo~"

In the courtyard of Tianjiao City, the ninth urban area, in a corner of a secluded alley, An Qisheng spit out a stale air with a heavy blood.

Opening his eyes again, the divine light in the eyes seems to be thin out.

The catastrophe of Dongtian is different from the heavenly punishment of the human path. The latter is the intentional killing of the five spiritual monks by alien spirits. The former is only a spontaneous operation of heaven and earth.

The two are equally terrifying, but the former has the possibility of extracting innovation from it.

In a catastrophe, his true shape has grown, and his physique has also made some slight progress, but his true form, physique has already reached a very high level.

The slight progress has been comparable to the hard work of the ordinary masters of twenty thousand years.

"It is time to practice other realms."

An Qisheng thought in his heart.

He has no obsession with Xiu Ji at all, because his ‘Tai Chi’ is the foundation, and all the rest of the methods and Taoism are nourishing the ‘Tai Chi’.

It doesn't matter if you are in one place, or in nine places.

What needs to be paid attention to is whether the timing is appropriate. I did not cultivate the spiritual aspect before, because for him, the effect of single cultivation is better.

At this time, the true form is practiced to a certain height, you need to touch the category to bypass, you can practice spiritual appearance.

"叽叽~"

At this time, there was a creep in the chest, and the'chicken cub' cried out constantly, protruding his small head.

With the protection of An Qisheng, this little guy seemed to be very brave and finished eating the eggshell on his chest. At this time, he couldn't stop calling, but he was hungry.

"You little one."

An Qisheng nodded its little head. Although this little guy is not a Yan Fan, in a sense, it is also a continuation of Yan Fan's life information.

Even if one day he failed to rescue the Yan Fanatic, this little guy is alive, at least it means that the Yan Fanatic has left his own trace in this world.

"Tuk~Tuk~"

The little guy was a little unambiguous, and he looked up and pecked at An Qisheng's fingers, obviously hungry.

This is also inevitable.

In the end, this golden-winged Dapeng was only a drop of blood, and he was spawned by him. The loss of the source is no better than when he first came to this world.

If left unattended, it will starve to death for at least half a day.

"Slap~"

An Qisheng turned over with one finger and tapped on his little head. The habit of eating everything could not be used to it.

Get up and walk out of the courtyard.

The golden-winged Dapeng was born, his favorite food is not spirit grass, spirit rice, spirit pill, but spirit beast meat, and spirit beast meat with ‘dragon spirit’.

At this point, he naturally did not.

The useless Taorendong days have been baptized for more than 20,000 years. Although a part of the essence has been saved because of the inscribed stone stele, there is no spirit beast.

"Little man~"

Staring closely at the door, Zhu Dahai, who was waiting for the guest to come to the house, wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled happily.

"Let me go and walk."

An Qisheng glanced at Zhu Dahai, the bulging man who was originally bloated and hypertrophy.

This silly fat man did not know how many kinds of panacea he had eaten. Although he did not explode due to his powerful bloodline advantage, it also affected the continued awakening of his bloodline.

It also poisoned the brain that was not easy to use.

When the erysipelas went away, although it was still honest, there was some aura in his eyes, not as silly as before.

"Uh huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded again and again, and seemed to be eager to see others.

Fear of communication, and desire to communicate.

An Qisheng took out the'chicken cub' and handed it to Zhu Dahai, who was busy with a big hand to catch it, with a saliva in the corner of his mouth: "eat, eat?"

"This, can't eat."

An Qisheng didn't bother, he smiled and nodded his head: "Remember."

"Uh huh."

Zhu Dahai nodded seriously: "No food, no food."

"Tuk~Tuk~"

He nodded and wiped his saliva, but the little guy smelled his breath but was drooling. Dapeng is famous for his love of dragon meat.

Zhu Dahai, who has the blood of ‘pig dragon’, is certainly more tempted than An Qisheng.

However, Zhu Haihai has thick skin and thick meat. Even if he falls in the magma, he will only take a bath. Of course, this little guy can't hurt him.

...

Tianjiao City is the imperial capital of Tianding Kingdom, and it is more prosperous than Dingtian City. The nine major urban areas are advancing step by step. The closer to the center, the more prosperous.

The Ninth City District seems to be no different from the Blue Ocean City. Most of them are ordinary people. They are mostly restaurants and inns. The most sold are rouge gouache, cloth and many meat.

After spending dozens of miles to the eighth city, it was completely different.

Ordinary people traveling on the street still occupy the majority, but there are more monks, and they are different from other cities and do not communicate with each other.

The relationship between ordinary people and monks in this city is much more harmonious.

There are monks who sell elixir, ordinary people who buy elixir, monks who sell on the streets, and ordinary people who are on the sixth floor of a high-rise restaurant, eating spirit animal meat and drinking liquor.

And the shuttles on the street are no longer horses, exotic animals, and spirit beasts in ordinary cities, but vehicles running on special streets.

"The law is for civilian use, and people and monks live in harmony. The Emperor Tianding has some meaning."

An Qisheng stopped to watch, there were millions of pictures circulating in his eyes, and everyone seemed to blink in his eyes throughout the city.

All the information of this city has been captured in an instant.

The ninth urban area is just a new construction, but the eighth urban area has been developed for more than 100 years.

The only thing that is the same is the denseness, which is far more than the pattern and texture of any city.

Countless major battlefields, under the blessing of texture, created this solid arrogant city, unless it has the power to smash the entire arrogant city.

Otherwise, it is impossible to damage the bricks and tiles in the city.

This means that under the power, no one can arbitrarily in this city with a strong prohibition, and above the power, dare to take action.

It is about to face the emperor Tianding who is known as the first strongest person in Dongzhou.

This deity is safe from the chasing away from the heavenly holy land, and even ascended the throne to claim the existence of the emperor, but it is not something ordinary people can afford.

An Qi walked into the city, listening to the whispers of the ears.

Two rows of tall buildings stand, lined up like the ‘Yibao Pavilion’, ‘Shenbingfang’, and ‘French Restaurant’ like the Blue Water City.

Here, Elixir is also the mainstream currency, but it is not ‘True Pill’ and ‘Faxiang Pill’ from other places but ‘Tianding Pill’!

Anyone who wants to trade in Tianjiao City must use Tiandingdan.

Tianjiao City is also the only city in Dongzhou that does not use the "true form" of all the immortality medicines as currency, but it also involves the hatred of Tianding Emperor in the three holy places.

But even if Tianding Emperor is so tyrannical, only Tianjiao City where he is can do so.

The three holy places are still unshakable.

"This Dao Ye, I have a channel here, and I can redeem "Tianding Dan" with lower procedures. Do you need it?"

A sneaky teenager wearing a cloak came to An Qisheng's side and whispered.

"Oh?"

An Qisheng glanced at the boy, UU reading www. uukanshu.com seems to have just condensed the real form, but the breath is not stable, it seems to be pushed up by the immortality.

"In Tianjiao City, the only person who can redeem "Tianding Dan" in private is our family."

The boy whispered.

"is it?"

An Qisheng was noncommittal, glanced at the young man lightly, and walked to the'Ling Meat Pavilion' beside the road.

Of course, he does not have ‘Tian Ding Dan’, but there are many kinds of elixirs on his dozens of masters of Falun Dafa in his cave.

Tianding Dan also has millions.

It’s an exaggeration to buy this street, but half a street is not a big problem.

The Tianjiao City has a weakened formation, which can be moved within 30,000 miles of the Tianjiao City. Although it is not very useful for the monks, for ordinary people, some monks who have condensed the true shape are naturally extremely useful. of.

Because of the convenience of walking, there are plenty of fresh meat preparations in Tianjiao City.

You know, this is spirit beast meat.

There are many kinds of spirit meat in the Lingrou Pavilion, but An Qisheng needs the most meat with dragon spirit.

This, thanks to the character of the ‘old dragon king’, whose cloth breeds the world, tens of millions of singles are passed down from generation to generation, even if many people have a dragon flavor.

So many thousands of years later, dragon meat has become the most common treasure for the monks in the world. This is what the'old dragon king' didn't think of.

Randomly picked some and fed the little golden-winged Dapeng who was waiting to feed.

After buying tens of thousands of kilograms of various dragon meat at random, An Qisheng went out and turned left. Instead of walking down the street, he walked to an alley.

Zhu Dahai scratched his head as if he felt something, but he could only follow after seeing An Qisheng ignore it.

Soon, An Qisheng came outside a quiet courtyard.