Peerless God of War

Upon hearing this, Yueyao shook her head, feeling a little helpless and a little distressed.

She knew the pressure in Chen Xiao's heart. After all, there were so many people in the Immortal Mansion who relied on Chen Xiao to have a stable life for so many years and to have enough resources to practice.

Yue Yao knew clearly how much strength was required, and it was far from being as easy as outsiders thought.

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself. Let's bear it together. Even if we can't reach the realm of immortality, we are fully capable of protecting ourselves, right? Husband, you don't have to work so hard. We can work together. of."

Yueyao spoke softly to Chen Xiaodao.

She was well aware of Chen Xiao's pressure and didn't know if these words were of any use to him, but these were her innermost thoughts and she felt she should speak them out.

"Heh," Chen Xiao chuckled and patted Yueyao's shoulder with his right hand. After hearing this, he felt warm in his heart and replied, "Yeah, maybe I'm too stressed. Although we can't You don’t have to be very powerful, but you can protect yourself, you are right.”

"Right, haha, our whole family is a Tribulation Immortal. Except for the little girl Qingxuan, who is still a little behind, the others are not bad at all, especially Xiaolong, whose strength is astonishingly powerful. "Yue Yao praised.

"Yeah, I think too much. Alas, it's really mediocre." Chen Xiao sighed.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed all over.

After chatting with Yue Yao for a few more words, Chen Xiao turned around and went back to the secret room, planning to continue her seclusion.

Before with Tianxing Sword Master

, as well as Zijin Hou’s conversation, he really gained a lot.

In the secret room of Zhuan Ling, Chen Xiao was sitting alone. A large amount of spiritual energy filled the surroundings, making him feel comfortable. Qi flowed through his whole body. The immortal energy was swirling, and he was vaguely connected to the power of heaven and earth.

This wonderful connection is the ladder to immortality.

"Be quiet, be quiet, only by being quiet can you understand clearly. It seems that what Master Jianzun said is true." Chen Xiao said in a low voice.

In this way, he easily entered a state of trance and began to retreat.

Soon, nearly a hundred years passed.

In the secret room of Zhuan Ling, Chen Xiao was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The spiritual energy around him had long since dissipated and was completely absorbed by him, as if nothing existed, a void.

And in this void, you can vaguely see that in his soul palace, a pale golden figure is suspended in it. Together with the power of heaven and earth, he is comprehending the power of the great road and making a vague breakthrough.

This is Chen Xiao's soul.

After a hundred years of seclusion and enlightenment, his soul power has made great progress. It has transformed from white to pale gold. This is a true transformation.

In front of Chen Xiao's eyes, a purple-green gourd was floating quietly, up and down.

It was his most precious treasure, the soul-stealing sword.

As the soul transformed, a golden celestial essence was slowly moving toward the soul-stealing sword to help it refine.

If this is successful, the soul-stealing sword will be refined into Chen Xiao's natal magic weapon, which will have stronger power, be easier to control, and consume less.

It's just that it's very difficult to refine it into a natal magic weapon.

The higher the level of the treasure, the higher the difficulty and the more it takes to consume

A lot of immortal energy, and it took Chen Xiao a hundred years.

At a certain moment, Chen Xiao opened his eyes, and a golden light burst out, disappeared into the void, and dissipated invisible, extremely magical.

"Seize the soul, take it."

He shouted softly, and as soon as the purple gourd was closed, it disappeared and quietly appeared in his soul sea.

The corner of Chen Xiao's mouth turned up, he smiled complacently, and whispered to himself, "The magic weapon of birth is indeed different from ordinary ones. It is easier to use, which is very good."

In these more than a hundred years, in addition to understanding the method of breaking through immortality, the only thing left for him was to sacrifice and refine this soul-stealing sword.

Now, something has been accomplished.

On the same spot, Chen Xiao sat upright and stretched out his waist. The joints on his body suddenly crackled like thunder, and his aura also strengthened, but it quickly subsided. Ruyi has reached another state of harmony.

Then, he smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Meditation is easy to say, but not so easy to do."

Anyway, since I can't meditate, I need to release myself. It seems that I have some worries in my heart that prevent me from completely meditating.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao took out the Zhou Family Formation Diagram, looked at it for a moment, and thought thoughtfully.

The Zhou family, let’s destroy it first this time.

…

A few days later, there was an inconspicuous small town in the Wushuang Divine Dynasty, Chunfeng Pavilion.

Today, we welcomed a distinguished guest. He was dressed in fine clothes, with an unruly look on his face, and a very good aura. He was accompanied by two more powerful guards.

"I've met Mr. Zhou."

"I've met Mr. Zhou."

Many monks in Chunfeng Pavilion came forward to pay tribute.

Flattery, trying his best to please, and wanting to go up and stick to Zhou Huan's ass.

Although Zhou Huan's strength is very average, only in the Holy Realm, the Zhou family behind him is a behemoth, comparable to the real earth emperors in this land.

As long as the Zhou family can leak a little sand from their hands, it will be enough for these people to last a lifetime.

Naturally, they don't want to miss such an opportunity.

It's a pity that in Zhou Huan's eyes, these people are worse than pigs and dogs. If they don't bother to take a second look, they really dirty their eyes, and their dreams are destined to fail.

"Master Zhou Huan, you are here. Please come in quickly. You are a distinguished guest of our Chunfeng Pavilion. Please come in quickly."

Before several maids in the Chunfeng Pavilion could come forward to crowd around, a madam with heavy makeup walked over with a smile.

She is quite old, very aristocratic, and has a disgusting rouge on her body, which makes her a bit unapproachable to strangers.

Zhou Hui saw him, took half a step back, and shouted: "Where are the two sisters, Ruyan and Rubing, ask them to come see me."

When the old bustard heard this, his expression changed, knowing that the matter was serious now, and he quickly said: "Master Zhou Huan, the two fairies are still sleeping early, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to disturb them."

When Zhou Huan heard this, he immediately became interested. There was a lustful light in his narrow eyes. He grinned like an animal and said, "Go to bed early. That's a good time. It seems that I have come at the right time."

"This... Master, wait a minute." The old bustard stepped forward and wanted to stop him.

Zhou Huan suddenly became angry, with a cold face, and cursed: "Go away, you want to die? Do you know that this is my Zhou family's territory, and you dare to show your face to me? You are really seeking death."

"Yes, yes." The madam was frightened.

His face turned pale and he backed away.

When Zhou Huan saw him, he smiled complacently and said disdainfully: "What the hell, haha, I am the king here. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed."