The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

Master Daozang opened his mouth in horror.

"Almost, what's the situation outside the domain now, is there anyone else coming?"

Chen Xuan asked, looking actively at the bronze mirror.

I saw the bronze mirror reflecting the outside world, the stars were twinkling, it was hazy, and there was no longer any figure.

"It's gone. After those figures died one after another, the others should be on the way."

Daozang Daozang said, "I have already contacted some ancestors in the headquarters, and they are also secretly coming here, and at the same time let me wait to speed up the search for the lost treasure. [Zhoutian Xingkong] has already contacted many foreign buyers. , They have sent out all the treasures they found, hey, these are the treasures of my ancestral land, but we can only watch them being lost."

He sighed, feeling sorry.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, looked at the starry sky outside the territory, and said: "It doesn't matter whether it is a treasure or not, I am just worried that there will be a large number of strong people from outside the territory, and if the curse of the ancestral land is really broken by then, it will be a big trouble. "

Reverend Daozang's expression also became heavy, and he said, "Although I don't want to see such a scene, it will come sooner or later."

"If you see them appear, please inform me as soon as possible."

Chen Xuan spoke.

"it is good."

Master Daozang nodded heavily, and suddenly asked, "By the way, I saw that you went to Shaolin before. Have you figured out the situation with the abbot of Shaolin?"

Chen Xuan thought for a while, and said, "It's hard to say, he doesn't seem to belong to the ancestral land."

"Doesn't belong to the ancestral land? Could it be the enemy from back then?"

Master Daozang's eyes were startled.

"It's hard to say, anyway, it's weird, I will continue to inquire."

Chen Xuan spoke.

Then he quickly left here and returned to the capital of God again.

Inside the city of God, it was still bustling, with the streets full of traffic and shouts.

The taste of all kinds of snacks spreads all over the streets and alleys.

It wasn't until he came here that Chen Xuan felt the aura of the world of mortals again.

"His grandma, before I knew it, I became the savior?"

Chen Xuan shook his head lightly, bought a candied haws, and walked towards the mansion.

Inside the mansion.

Long Gui and Zhao Ritian were howling at the top of their voices, lying on the rattan chair, singing some mountain slang songs that they didn't know where they heard, and some other old devils were stepping up their cultivation.

"Boy, you're finally back. We went to see Tuntian Dojo again, and now there's no way for anyone to go in."

Dragon Turtle suddenly got up and said.

"The restrictions inside haven't been lifted yet?"

"Not only did it not disperse, but it also strengthened. Are you talking about evil or evil? I suspect that there will be no one alive inside, right?"

Dragon Turtle said.

"I'm also wondering, shouldn't the ban be getting weaker and weaker? It's getting stronger and stronger. I yelled at it for two or three days, but no one paid any attention to me."

Zhao Ritian spoke.

It thought that the other party would let it in for the sake of the same blood, or at least respond to it, but it turned out that it was useless, calling the ancestor for two days in vain.

When it wanted to force its way in, it was almost stunned by a thunderbolt.

"His grandma's, it really pissed me off."

Looking back now, Zhao Ritian is still very angry and uncomfortable.

Chen Xuan shook his head lightly, and took a bite of candied haws.

That's the way it is with chance, there is no result if you force it.

"No matter when it was born, as long as it is still on this continent, it will be ours sooner or later, so why worry?"

Chen Xuan spoke.

What is more important for him now is to devour other gods and gods. According to the [Nine Immortals Burial Demon Art], the more he devours, the faster he will become stronger. This is what matters most to him.

In the next few days, Chen Xuan ate, drank and had fun in the capital, very relaxed.

The various monster clans who travel to and from the land of the gods are more nervous than each other. They are reciting books with books every day. They dared to show their heads in the street a few days ago, but since Chen Xuan came back, these monster clans dare not even show their heads. After a while, most of them were suffocating in the room and endorsing their books.

"That's a dozen of bamboo boards. Let's not praise anything else. Let's praise Mr. Xiaoyao, Chen Xuan. What's so good about Chen Xuan, first of all, he has a beautiful appearance, and he protects everyone with a warm heart."

In a restaurant, the god son of the black donkey tribe, donkey deshui, played an allegro in his hand and smiled, not to mention how comfortable he was.

Since their clan's god son and ancestor were killed one after another, he, the least favored prince, finally entered the eyes of the elders, and was directly promoted to god son by the elders.

During this period of time, he was very happy in the tribe, he wanted the wind, he wanted the rain - no way, who made him have the best relationship with Chen Xuan, during this time, all the elders of the Black Donkey Clan Trying to curry favor with him.

More importantly, the understanding is not bad.

Other black donkeys had to learn the allegro for a few months, but he learned it within two or three days after he came up.

Therefore, this restaurant has been reserved by them all the year round, and it has become their secret stronghold. Every day, a large number of demon kings and god sons will gather here to learn allegro.

Chen Xuan came from the door with a smile on his face, gnawed on the sugar cane, sat on the empty chair beside him, and looked at the donkey with a smile.

Not to mention, Lv Deshui's allegro book is almost at the level of a master.

He even wondered if this guy had a ancestor who did this, and he had a nose and an eye when fighting.

"February [-]nd and March [-]rd, Chen Xuanshaoxia came down to Panshan. Chen Xuanshaoxia is really a model, he is a chivalrous man with a beautiful companion, his swordsmanship is as good as heaven and earth, and his two palms smash mountains and rivers"

He slapped while laughing, with ten fingers moving rapidly, but the smile on his face suddenly froze when he slapped and slapped. When he saw Chen Xuan who pushed the door and came in, he quickly dropped the allegro, with a flattering smile on his face. He ran towards Chen Xuan.

"My lord, why are you here?"

He had a grinning look on his face.

The expressions of the other demon kings and god sons who were studying hard changed, and they hurriedly turned their heads. When they saw Chen Xuan who was sitting behind, their faces turned green. They were terrified, and hurriedly got up to flee.

"Don't go, who dares to go?"