Zhutian Avenue

This is an ancient city.

Ancient is a good name, but in fact it is broken and small.

There is only one main street in the city, and small streets extending in all directions spread in all directions, but all of them must pass through this main road to enter and leave the city.

Therefore, one foot has just stepped out of the city gate.

Qi Cang saw a sturdy man sitting in front of a teahouse beside the road.

This big man is too eye-catching.

Although he was squatting, the long hair gathered behind his head was already hanging down in the window on the second floor.

More than stand out from the crowd?

It's like a dragon among the sheep!

Although its aura is restrained, its physique is too strong. Don't be too eye-catching in such a small city.

And this person, Qi Cang met.

In other words, he has seen him in his previous life.

The future chief of the heaven march, Zhu Dahai!

Although it is not as good as the Ten Great Masters, it is also not as good as Yuan Duxiu's lifelong enemy, the "Xinghai Qixiong", and some people even bluntly said that he is a cart.

According to legend, before Zhu Dahai entered the Taoism, he was ignorant and stupid, but he was the person who followed the Yuanyang Emperor for the longest time between heaven and earth.

His name is a coachman, but he is actually a disciple.

"What kind of luck is this..."

The moment he saw Zhu Dahai, Qi Cang only felt that his mind was blank, and his mind was a little dazed.

He thought to himself that there were only a few people in the Emperor Ji Continent who could beat him. Who could have imagined that they would encounter one after another.

It's fine when the wind is strong.

Even if he fights again, he is sure to retreat, but if it is that...

At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, the long street was full of people, the bustle, and the heat wave was pressing, but Qi Cang felt cold in his heart.

Qi Cang was shocked for a while, and Zhu Dahai's vigilance immediately aroused.

He bowed his head, across a long street, pronounced like a muffled thunder, and hit the big cylinder with a heavy hammer:

"Small, what are you looking at?"

The air waves on the long street are rolling like a violent wind, but the people on the street seem to be used to it, and they just look up at Zhu Dahai.

He lowered his head again, what to do and what to do.

"I......"

Qi Cang took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. When he opened his mouth, his voice became a little hoarse: "Your physique is amazing, but it is presumptuous to take another look."

He once cultivated to reach the sky, even if he had the cause of adventure, he also had insight.

He knew very well that an existence who had walked far from above the prince, even very likely to have reached the end, could not be fooled by him at this time.

However, he has no grievances or grudges against him, and loses his color, but appears to be a ghost.

Therefore, he forcibly calmed down.

She gave a wry smile, and didn't go back. He bit the bullet and walked over. He couldn't even hide Zhu Dahai's gaffe before. If the Great Emperor Yuanyang was really there, he couldn't hide it.

If you have already missed the bottom, go again, that is the real trouble.

step,

step.

Qi Cang walked very steadily, but his heart became more and more depressed.

Finally, when he walked to the teahouse, he heard a strange, calm voice:

"Ocean, go and invite this fellow Taoist in."

Hearing this sound, Qi Cang originally thought he would be shocked, but unexpectedly, his heart calmed down.

There is no divine power in this voice, but the voice itself has the effect of calming the soul and soothing emotions.

"Junior is just passing by, so I won't disturb Senior Yaxing."

There is still a trace of luck in Qi Cang's heart. If it is possible, at least at this time, he doesn't want to see this person.

How can he choose, he would rather fight Feng Xinglie life and death.

But Zhu Dahai had already stood up and waved his hand: "Please."

Qi Cang's face became stiff, but he could only answer with his hands:

"...So, it's disrespectful."

The situation is stronger than that of others, Mo said that he has not healed from his injuries at this time, even if he is unharmed, there is no possibility of resistance.

He remembers the legend of the battle in Wanfalou.

The battle in the previous life was a battle for Yuan Duxiu's rise, but it was also the battle that the Great Emperor Yuanyang truly established the highest in the world.

Feng Hou Zhenlong, all sect leaders, were suppressed by him.

"Ok."

Zhu Dahai sat down again, and Qi Cang glanced at it, only to find that in his ear hole, a little chicken with the big fist of an ordinary person was looking at himself intently.

"...King Jinpeng."

Qi Cang's heart was ups and downs.

This golden-winged Dapeng cub, who is inseparable from Zhu Dahai, will also be famous in the future, once becoming the king of the world's spirit birds.

There have been fierce conflicts with the Yao clan and the Phoenix clan.

Both are there, but it is obvious who the people in the teahouse are.

The teahouse faces the sun, at noon, the light is the best.

There are also many people.

If there was no one next to Qi Cang, he ignored the Xiaoer who stepped forward and walked towards the backyard.

That voice came from the backyard.

"Bai Yujing, Mieqing City, the income of these two workshops for 30 years is here, I thought it would be sent to you after a hundred years..."

"The things you asked me to look for, there are still some that have not been found...The world's top spiritual materials for the gods, except for the relics of the sect and the Da Neng Dongfu, there are only three holy places... ...."

"Listen to you, in the past 30 years, I have used some of the medicinal pills you don't need to offer rewards, and I have created a task agency, Xingdao Pavilion, which specializes in killing beasts and building new cities..."

......

Before Qi Cang went to the backyard, he heard a voice.

"This voice is Broken Three Waves..."

Qi Cang's eyelids twitched.

Compared with Zhu Dahai, who is one-sided, he is more familiar with these three waves.

In the future, Dongzhou, and even Kyushu, the four seas, and all the places where monks gather in the endless desert will be controlled by him.

It was one of the few people who had followed Yuanyang the Great from the very end of the day.

‘Is he looking for materials to forge the magic weapon? Yes, yes! He is about to start practicing'Heavenly Court'! "

Heaven!

Not a force, or, in other words, not just a force.

It is also the most incredible spiritual treasure among the 30 million years of cultivation.

It consumes a lot of heaven, material and earth treasures, more than any emperor and nobleman in ancient and modern times, and there are many traces of other spirit treasures in it.

It is the Taoist treasure established by the Great Emperor Yuanyang to suppress the world.

It is a pity that until the death of the future life, the Great Emperor Yuanyang has not been enlightened, and it is impossible to know whether the "Heavenly Court" can become the first supreme treasure in ancient and modern times.

There is no way to verify the rumors about whether he is going to open thirty-six heavens and open thirty-six major lands, whether it is true.

It is also impossible to witness the future, whether there will be a time when all emperors coexist.

"Finally, please come back, fellow Daoist."

When he walked to the backyard, Qi Cang was sorting out his mood, and he heard that in the courtyard separated by a wall, the owner of the previous voice spoke again:

"At this time, it's not the time when you and I meet..."

"Ok?"

Qi Cang was taken aback for a moment, then he was a little surprised.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. He always felt that the latter sentence was not meant for himself...

Who is he talking about?

There was a big wave in Qi Cang's heart, and for a while, a chill rose again.

‘What did he see? ’

Qi Cang was a little lost, and he was in a trance for a moment. He recovered, but he was back on Long Street again.

The hot wind blew, but a cold sweat came out.

......

The small courtyard is quiet, with a fish pond, an old tree, and a table and chairs on the flat bluestone ground.

Da Da Da~

An Qisheng tapped the desktop lightly, thoughtfully.

"Real person, what are you?"

Duan Sanlang was a little surprised. He didn't understand why An Qisheng invited that person in and then let him leave. He didn't see him.

"It's a little troublesome."

An Qisheng put away a few Qiankun Spirit Rings on the stone table without much explanation, but just said casually.

Just let the troubled three waves go down.

If An Qisheng didn't say anything, how could he dare to ask a second time?

"this person......"

There was an imperceptible movement in An Qisheng's eyes, and a light red light flashed by, which was Qi Cang's spiritual brand.

It was no different from what he had thought before, even if it was close at hand, he could not find Qi Cang's complete spiritual imprint.

Because he has no ‘past’.

The traces between heaven and earth are only confined to this moment.

However, some things can be seen in a glance, and when he actually met, he felt that the water in this world was deeper than he thought.

When I came to this world, I felt the fluctuations of the Taoist picture and the picture on the altar, which is destined to destroy everything...

And the ‘people’ behind this Qi Cang.

"Mr. Monster, this person is weird..."

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At this time, he glanced at Qi Cang's spiritual brand, and suddenly couldn't help it.

"What's wrong?

An Qisheng asked back.

"Too incomplete to know too much..."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy surrounded the spiritual brand and couldn't help looking, peeping, but still got nothing: "I suggest Mr. Monster to suppress him in the cave..."

"The danger of exposure is not a danger. Without Qi Cang, there are others. Instead of letting things fall out of control again, it is better to keep him."

An Qisheng squeezed the tea cup and warmed his palm:

"I care about it, not him."

In the realm of the world, he fought against God's will for three hundred years. He was invincible and undefeated, and even fell into a disadvantage for a time, but his understanding of God's will is extremely deep.

He knew at a glance that Qi Cang was not a human being.

The arrival of Qi Cang may be due to the changes in the world and the chaos of time and space, but behind this, there must be other ‘things’.

And if the person behind can send ‘Qicang’ back, he can send others to ‘rebirth’.

Instead, it is better to keep it and wait for the "thing" behind it to show its traces.

"Time, just right."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was still chattering, An Qisheng got up and went out.

The ancient city is not big, but there are many people.

Although the street is not one after another, all kinds of hawking, but the pedestrians are really lively.

An Qisheng wandered unhurriedly.

Accompanied by Zhu Dahai, the journey is very spacious.

Before long, An Qisheng stopped in front of an ancient house and raised his eyebrows.

The stone lion guards the gate, the red wall and yellow tiles, although it has been baptized by years, it is still quite magnificent, but An Qisheng's eyes fell on the gate:

Sun House.