Burial of Heaven: I am the Emperor, breaking the taboo and returning to the heavens

After a while, Mu Changqing called the old Taoist priest.

"Old man, do you have any advanced bodybuilding methods?"

Since I have decided to keep Yuan Datou with me, I naturally won't leave it alone.

Mu Changqing was waiting to use this guy to step on the so-called child of destiny and have some fun.

The old Taoist scratched his head, pondered for a moment, then a ball of golden light appeared in his right hand and he handed it to Mu Changqing.

"The body-building method created by Zulong is not bad. After all, it is the most terrifying physical body among the demon race."

Mu Changqing took the golden light and whispered.

"Zu Long?"

"It was the brave old dragon that you ripped out of its tendons and beat to pieces."

After the old Taoist priest's reminder, Mu Changqing suddenly realized and remembered that during the Battle of the Emperor's Fall, one of the Immortal Emperors of the Demon Clan died in his hands.

"You are such a jerk. You slaughtered all three Immortal Emperors of the demon race. The entire demon race fears and hates you."

The old Taoist priest said jokingly.

Mu Changqing waved his hand indifferently and threw golden light into Yuan Datou's head.

He rolled on the ground without paying any attention to his miserable wailing.

The demon race itself has extremely good luck, is blessed by nature, and has an incomparable body.

Unfortunately, after the Great Battle of the Fall of the Emperor, the luck of the demon clan was destroyed, and the three immortal emperors, the Ancestral Dragon, the Ancestral Phoenix and the Ancestor of the Qilin all died in his hands.

Half an incense stick later, Yuan Datou on the ground stopped wailing, patted the dust off his body with a resentful look on his face, and stood up.

Mu Changqing didn't bother to care about his feelings. He raised his hand and threw out a ball of dark and creepy light again.

"You should experience the Zulong Body Strengthening Method and the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art. If you cannot satisfy me, you know the consequences."

Before Yuan Datou could react, he fell to the ground again, wailing in pain, with scarlet blood oozing from his body.

Mu Changqing was annoyed by the noise, so he threw him into another time and space and left him to struggle.

This guy has an excellent natural talent for body refining, and with the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art helping him to perfectly devour the fruits of others' Tao, his future achievements are bound to not be underestimated.

…

Time flies, Mu Changqing and a few others have lived in the small courtyard for ten years.

Ten years is just a blink of an eye for a being of Mu Changqing's level.

But for Zhang Fanchen and Yuan Datou, it was an extremely crucial time for practice.

In just ten years, Zhang Fanchen's cultivation reached the peak of the Mingdao realm. His body became much more sturdy, his face was handsome and resolute, and his eyes exuded a hint of sharpness.

The whole person has completely transformed, like an immortal banished from the mortal world.

As for Yuan Datou, he is as honest as ever on the outside but a dark figure on the inside.

Over the years, Mu Changqing would take this guy out to cause trouble for the Child of Destiny whenever he had the chance.

As the difference in their cultivation strength was not too big, Mu Changqing simply threw him out and gave him a death order.

Either the opponent dies or he dies.

Naturally, this guy relied on his ordinary appearance and lack of cultivation to kill many ordinary sons of destiny.

The Demon Realm is the second largest realm in the heavens, so naturally it has many sons of destiny and people with great luck.

Therefore, Yuan Datou's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in recent years, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a virtual immortal.

Of course, his sinister tactics added up to a lot of points, and killing a peak Void Immortal cultivator was no problem at all.

On this day, Mu Changqing and the old Taoist priest were sitting leisurely on recliners.

In front of them were Zhang Fanchen and Yuan Datou.

"Fan Chen, your memory has been sealed. You, who bear a blood feud, should prepare for the road of revenge. Only by going through the cleansing of killing can you become a truly strong man. Do you understand?"

The old Taoist priest said solemnly.

After all these years of deception, Zhang Fanchen now has no good feelings towards the entire demon clan.

Of course, knowing the truth, he would not have a good impression of the demons.

Zhang Fanchen looked a little excited and clenched his hands tightly.

At that time, the old Taoist priest told him what the demons had done to his parents.

Now that the old Taoist priest is about to recover his lost memories, how can he not be excited.

"Master, I'm ready."

The old Taoist nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a golden light enveloped Zhang Fanchen's body.

In an instant, Zhang Fanchen felt as if memories were rushing back to him like water, and his entire body was shaking from the pain of the impact of the soul memories.

But during the entire process, Zhang Fanchen did not utter a single scream, unlike Yuan Datou who was completely spineless.

Half an incense stick later, Zhang Fanchen's ferocious face gradually returned to normal, and his white robe was soaked with sweat.

There was an inexplicable sadness and complexity in his eyes, and of course, hatred towards the demons.

“Mother…Mother.”

Zhang Fanchen clenched his palms tightly, his sharp nails piercing his skin and bleeding without feeling anything.

In the memory given to him by the old Taoist priest, his mother faced the most terrifying existence in the entire demon clan alone in order to protect him.

The five true demon kings are the top giants at the level of Immortal King.

A terrifying existence that can easily suppress the heavens.

In the end, her mother paid the price of being suppressed for 100,000 years in exchange for his life.

"Master, I want to return to the Holy City for revenge."

Zhang Fanchen quickly recovered his composure and spoke in a cold voice.

The old Taoist shook his head and spoke.

"Go back, what can you do? Let alone the five true demon kings, even ordinary demon kings are no match for you."

"Unless you are willing to put aside your pride and let your master do it for you, but are you willing?"

As the protagonist of destiny, Zhang Fanchen's pride is his way.

If he gives up his own path, no matter how great his physique, talent for cultivation and luck are, he will never be able to become the overlord of the world.

Therefore, if Zhang Fanchen asked the old Taoist priest for help, the old Taoist priest would give up on him without hesitation.

Because Zhang Fanchen, who gave up his own Taoism, is not worthy of the old Taoist's planning.

Zhang Fanchen lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then raised his head again and sighed softly, with a deep hatred hidden in his heart.

"Master, I understand."

"Well, the boy is teachable."

The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction. Only those who can bend and stretch can accomplish great things.

As a bystander, Yuan Datou looked at Mu Changqing hesitantly and smiled innocently.

"Sir, do I also have my memories sealed? Is there some deep blood feud or something? Please unseal it for me and give me some stimulation."

Mu Changqing: …

Bang, bang, bang!

Mu Changqing was too lazy to take action, so he transformed into a Taoist shadow with his mind and delivered a series of punches to Yuan Datou.

This guy is not only tough and thick-skinned, but also unrepentant. He spends the whole day dancing in Mu Changqing's minefield.

Yuan Datou covered his face with a look of grievance. Is it wrong for him to want such an extraordinary past?

"Now that you two have grown up, it's time to go out and explore the demon world."

As he spoke, Mu Changqing waved his hand slightly, and a wisp of purple flame fell into the bodies of the two men.

Afterwards, a wisp of purple flame appeared faintly in the depths of their pupils.

"This is a little gadget I gave to you. You can use it to see the power of other people's luck. Remember, when you go out, only target those with golden dragon luck."

"If someone bullies the weak, we will be able to sense it. There is no need to be afraid."

Mu Changqing paused for a moment and looked at Zhang Fanchen.

"Learn more from Yuan Datou. There is no distinction between good and evil in this world. Living is the truth. Anyone who wants to hinder you from living and becoming stronger is your enemy. Do you understand?"

"As you command, my Lord."

Zhang Fanchen bowed respectfully and spoke.

Although Mu Changqing never taught him anything over the years.

But his awe for Mu Changqing grew day by day.

The old Taoist priest was his master, whom he worshipped as a god and an omnipotent master in his eyes.

He still didn't dare to act too casually in front of Mu Changqing and was often beaten by Mu Changqing.

It is conceivable how terrifying Mu Changqing is.

When Yuan Datou heard this, a silly smile appeared on his face again.

He was naturally happy to receive Mu Changqing's recognition.

His simplicity and honesty was only because he didn't dare to have any evil thoughts in front of Mu Changqing and the other two.

As for facing Zhang Fanchen, there is no need to have any evil thoughts.