I have inherited the supreme Taoism

Both Black Spirit and Phantom Spirit are martial spirits who do not pay attention to physical training. Without the ability to use spiritual power, their physical strength has just reached one hundred thousand kilograms.

Gritting their teeth, the two of them used force to lift the cauldron a little, and gradually they were about to overturn the heavy cauldron.

Suddenly the Phantom spit out a mouthful of blood, loosened his grip, and the cauldron fell heavily again.

When Hei Ling saw this, he cursed angrily, "Phantom Ling, what kind of plane are you doing?"

Phantom put his hand on his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Someone strong broke my illusion."

Cold sweat broke out on Hellington's back. He saw a hand pierce his dark curtain, and a dazzling ray of sunlight shined directly into his eyes.

An old man in green clothes stood in the air, and it was Mr. Feng who came.

Hei Ling swallowed and said tremblingly, "Can you fly, Martial Lord? It's over! We have to explain the Phantom here."

The phantom spirit on the side narrowed his eyes, looked at the wings behind the old man, and said, "It's probably not the Martial Lord. It's his martial spirit that has the flying effect. There are only twenty Martial Lords in the entire Great Xia, and there is no such person. Let's fight for it." See if you can escape."

Hei Ling responded, "Okay! We brothers will fight today."

Black Spirit and Phantom Spirit took out a dark pill from the storage ring, which exuded wisps of evil aura. After the two took it, their momentum increased steadily, and the martial spirit behind them was also slowly burning. Finally, The aura on his body stopped at the eighth level of martial arts.

Feng Lao looked at it and sneered, "Two shady rats are just evil spirits and they dare to come to my Daxia to cause trouble."

The aura on their bodies was trembling, and the aura of the ninth level of martial arts was suppressed, forcing the two black spirits and phantoms to retreat continuously.

The green feathers spread out behind Feng Lao, and a green field spread out, covering the whole world.

"Qinggang Domain."

Hei Ling exclaimed, "He is Qingpeng Chen Feng."

Chen Xia saw Feng Lao's domain unfolding and rushed there in an instant, but she didn't dare to break in rashly, as it would hurt Feng Lao, so she could only wait outside anxiously.

Feng Lao raised his hand and waved it down.

"Qing Lingyu!"

The feathers transformed into bursts of cyan spiritual energy shot straight towards the two black spirits and phantoms like sharp swords.

Feng Lao raised the strong wind with his other hand.

Hei Huan and the other two saw that Chen Feng was going to kill him as soon as he made a move, so they didn't dare to be careless.

"The Secret of Darkness."

"Illusion Light Skill."

The two spiritual energies counterattacked, barely blocking Chen Feng's attack.

Chen Feng looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "It turns out that they are the two messengers of Dark Light from the Evil God Sect. Do they have just that much ability?"

The martial spirits behind Hei Huan and the two men merged together and appeared in black and white. A clear human face appeared on the surface of the martial spirits. The blood energy of the two people was continuously absorbed, and the aura on their bodies had broken the boundaries of the martial spirit realm. The power has reached the level of Wu Zun.

Chen Feng saw that the hidden path was not good and began to burn his spiritual power. A vivid green roc appeared behind him, ready to fight to the death.

At this time, the upside-down cauldron began to vibrate with a "buzz" and flew out directly, landing on the statue of light and darkness, greedily absorbing the spiritual power of Hei Huan and the two men.

In an instant, the two people were like deflated rubber balls, their breaths were sluggish, and the cauldron flew back to catch Chen Xuan and Xue Xi again, as if it was full.

Chen Feng was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. In the end, Chen Feng couldn't feel the breath of the two of them, and put away his spiritual power. Just a breeze swept over, and the two of them were blown away like ashes.

Chen Feng put away his domain, and Chen Xia rushed in. Seeing that Chen Feng's aura was a little weak, she couldn't help but become nervous.

Chen Feng said, "I'm fine, I just overused my spiritual power."

Chen Xia sighed and asked, "Xuan'er, where is Xuan'er?"

Chen Feng pointed to the cauldron in front of him, "It's covered, Xiaoxia, be careful. This thing is very evil. I'll leave first, old man."

After saying that, he took off directly.

Chen Xia stretched out a big spiritual hand and grabbed it towards the cauldron. As soon as he touched it, the spiritual hand dissipated and disappeared into the cauldron.

Chen Xia didn't care too much, so he gathered his energy and stepped forward to move the cauldron.

Chen Xia's muscles all over his body bulged, and his robe burst open. He lifted the cauldron with both hands and threw it aside.

Xue Xi was seen covered in blood, holding Chen Xuan with a golden complexion in her arms. Chen Xuan had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead for a moment.

Xue Xi looked at Chen Xia and burst into tears, "Dad! Please save Brother Xuan."

Chen Xia felt distressed when hearing Xue Xi's screams. She took out a few healing elixirs and gave them to Chen Xuan. She picked up the two of them and returned to the palace, leaving behind a message, "Send this cauldron back to the Third Prince's palace."

Chen Xia only felt that the aura in Chen Xuan's body was disordered, and he was constantly sending spiritual power for conditioning. Chen Xia then took action to seal several large acupoints in Chen Xuan's body. Chen Xuan's aura gradually stabilized, and Chen Xia's hanging heart was relieved.

A few days later, Chen Xuan woke up slowly. He felt tingling all over his body and his blood was not flowing smoothly. His hands were also bandaged. Chen Xuan got up and got out of bed. He felt a sense of weakness under his feet and was about to fall.

Xue Xi, who was holding medicine in her hand, opened the door and came in. When she saw Chen Xuan getting out of bed, she quickly stepped forward to support him and suddenly started sobbing, "Brother, brother, it's good that you woke up. If..."

Chen Xuan covered Xue Xi's mouth, "Bah, bah, bah, isn't this good? Don't cry!"

After Chen Xuan rested for a few days, he was finally allowed to move back to his palace.

Chen Xuan immediately put the Fortune Cauldron into the merit ring, and he was not willing to let Dao Ling'er wait too long.

Dao Ling'er looked at the cauldron, her eyes turned red instantly, "Thank you, Chen Xuan."

Dao Ling'er took the initiative to hug Chen Xuan and said. Chen Xuan's bandaged hand was pulled so hard that it hurt a lot, but he still endured the pain and stretched out his other hand, touched Dao Ling'er's head and comforted him. He said, "Sister Ling'er, this is what I should do."

A brand formed in Dao Ling'er's hand and penetrated into the cauldron, and a brilliant light shone on the dark cauldron.

As an old voice sounded, an old man with white eyebrows and beard appeared, "The energy of creation generates yin and yang, and yin and yang transform into the five elements. My friend, I think you have excellent bones and are a martial arts prodigy. Do you want to become my teacher?" .”

Dao Ling'er looked at this figure and said tremblingly, "Grandpa Yao!"

When the old man heard the voice, he trembled, "Hey! Little Ling'er, come and give grandpa a hug. Grandpa will give you candy."

Dao Ling'er said, "Grandpa Yao, Ling'er misses you so much. When will you come back?"

The old man looked up at the sky and sighed, "I'll come back when it's time to come back."

The old man glanced at Chen Xuan, held his beard, and said with a smile, "Young man, you are very good. You must take good care of Ling'er in the future."

Chen Xuan saluted, "Senior, don't worry, I will use my life to protect Sister Ling'er no matter what."

The old man nodded and pointed his finger at Chen Xuan's forehead, "I don't have any good treasures with my remaining soul, so I will pass on what I have learned to you, and you will slowly understand it after you develop your spiritual power."

Chen Xuan felt a large amount of information pouring directly into his mind.

The old man's figure gradually dispersed, "By the way, young man, I still have three fortunes of creation in this cauldron. Take it and use it, Ling'er will teach you."

These were the last words left by the old man, and Ling'er beside him had already burst into tears.