The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Following Xiao Chen's portrayal, on the body of the cicada's screaming blade, there appeared a series of nicks full of supreme sword intent, but these nicks quickly disappeared and seemed to be hidden.

Xiao Chen didn't stop until ninety-nine-eighty-one traces were engraved.

Xiao Chen threw the long knife back to Nangong to add incense, "How much you can learn depends on your own comprehension."

Nangong Tianxiang held the long knife, and a black blade lighted up on the knife.

In a daze, Nangong Tianxiang seemed to see a sword gas across the sky, cutting through the sky.

This sword aura is like a giant dragon dancing wildly, and the momentum is extremely majestic.

"puff……"

Then Nangong Tianxiang spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the whole person was shot flying out, even red blood came out of his eyes.

But Nangong Tianxiang's face was full of fanaticism, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body.

Xiao Chen smiled, not being mad and not alive. With the sword intent he portrayed to comprehend, plus this stubbornness, this girl's future achievements will be limitless.

Xiao Chen turned around and looked at the crowd. Seeing everyone's dismayed expressions, Xiao Chen waved his hand freely.

The mundane world is much troubled, and the glitz is completely empty.

...

At the end of Dengxiantai, there is a small house covered by white clouds, which really looks like the residence of immortals.

At this moment, a little old man walked out of the Baiyun hut. With a medicine basket in his hand, the little old man glanced at Xiao Chen and rolled his eyelids anger.

From the aura, Xiao Chen knew that this was the person he was looking for.

"Old stuff." Xiao Chen remembered that he had called this guy before, and he hadn't been answered after calling for a long time. It was evil that came from the guts, and he would go up to hammer the old man with his fist.

Seeing Xiao Chen's appearance, the old man smiled disdainfully, "You are not the devil, you little guy can still take me..."

"Bang!" Before the old man finished speaking, he received a solid punch in the face.

The poor old man was directly blown out.

Xiao Chen didn't have the strength to stay. With this punch, the old man only felt like he had been hit by the endless mountain, his brain buzzing.

"Let you pretend to be coercive and ignore Laozi." Xiao Chen cursed with a smile, turned into a stream of light, and chased after him.

Above the top of the cloud, the screams of the old man resounded.

Fang Fei's master and the little maid not far away were stunned to see how such a character as the eldest man was actually patted like a ball by a child.

After a stick of incense, the old man wiped a golden nosebleed and looked at Xiao Chen triumphantly.

Xiao Chen squeezed his fist a little annoyed, the emperor is the emperor after all, even if he is not good at killing and cutting, he is still the emperor.

He went down with brute force, and couldn't hurt this old thing.

"That's it?" The old man looked at Xiao Chen mockingly.

Xiao Chen jumped his feet violently, when did the Great Emperor Tuntian suffer such insults?

But no matter how angry, there is no other way, the hard power is much worse than others.

"Believe it or not I shake people, you should know that big demon!" Xiao Chen suddenly remembered something, this old thing should have been beaten by the demon Xiao Chen.

As long as those who have been beaten by that big demon, nine and a half of ten will leave a psychological shadow.

The words finally worked, the old man's face changed, and then he put on a "kind" smile, almost smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Of course he knew the big demon, otherwise he wouldn't be so indifferent to see Xiao Chen, because Xiao Chen had exactly the same face as the demon.

The old man smiled and said: "Little brother, if you have something to say, you see you keep beating me, I haven't tried to fight back, there is no need to call someone right."

Xiao Chen's eyelids jumped wildly. This old thing didn't have the grandeur's tolerance, but it looked like an old fried dough stick mixed in the market.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and asked directly: "Can you solve my problem?"

The old man patted his chest and said to himself: "Don't worry, little guy, there is no sickness that an old man can't heal in this world."

"I'm not sick." Xiao Chen almost vomited blood, why did he become a patient? Isn't he just a little bit poisoned?

The old man nodded and said: "People who are sick usually like to say that they are not sick."

"Your whole family is sick, I called someone." Xiao Chen really wanted to go up and tear the old thing, taunting his illness overtly and secretly.

"Don't get angry, anger hurts the liver." The old man smiled, carrying the medicine basket, and walked to the Baiyun hut.

"What are you doing in a daze, keep up!" The old man turned around and waved at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and followed the old man into the Baiyun hut.

As soon as I stepped into the Baiyun hut, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed.

A huge lotus pond appeared in front of Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen himself was in a small pavilion in the center of the lotus pond.

"Sit." The old man put down his back basket and sat down on the stone bench.

"What do you think of this lotus pond?" The old man didn't give Xiao Chen a diagnosis, but instead asked this irrelevant question.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw that there were sheets of Heye on the lotus pond. These Heye leaves had a high water output, like the dress of a slim and standing person.

Mixed with these colorful lotus leaves in full bloom, it looks really beautiful.

"Good-looking, what's up!" Xiao Chen replied, pulling his face.

The old man smiled and shook his head, stretched out his hand, and a lotus fell into his hand.

This is a lotus that is about to fail, and the lotus seeds inside have matured.

The old man broke off the dying petals and threw them into the lotus pond at will.

As soon as the petals touch the water, they turn into dots of fluorescence and disappear.

The old man looked at the lotus seeds, one of them was actually golden.

The old man smiled: "You little guy is really lucky, this golden lotus seed appears as soon as you arrive."

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes: "What's the matter, you still have to make lotus seed soup for the young master."

The old man didn't care about Xiao Chen's tone, and took out the golden lotus seed, then talked softly, and bounced the lotus seed into the lotus pond.

The golden lotus seed splashed a bit of water, and then the surface of the water rippled unrealistically, and Xiao Chen seemed to hear a baby crying in a trance.

"Another Taoist body was born." The old man smiled and waved his hand.

Above the rippling water, a picture appeared.

The picture should be a big family somewhere in the lotus cave. In front of the closed high gate, two mighty and domineering stone lions stand.

Then the old man stretched his hand and pointed, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of Gaomen, and then a leaf of Hex appeared.

A baby's cry came from Na He Yezhi.

Xiao Chen looked interesting and asked, "Is this little baby made of that golden lotus seed?"

"Yes, one golden lotus seed can't be produced for tens of thousands of years. One came out of Luoyang 30 years ago. I didn't expect that after only 30 years, another one came out. That's why the old man said, "You are lucky, this little guy." , It's the next Taoist body again." The old man nodded with a smile.