Talisman Emperor

Unknown place.

One of the most mysterious places in the Xuanmuan domain, apart from the Hidden Holy Land.

There are more than a hundred million monks in the world who may be able to know that the unknown exists, but only a handful of people, and they are the kind of people who have been cultivated into the heavens.

And that's why that mysterious place, called “Unknown," is filled with mysterious colors.

Knock, knock! Boom!

In a cloudy and foggy Lingxiu mountain range, a giant with a height of 10,000 feet walked one step to a distance, each step falling, the earth produced a thunderous vibration, resounding in all directions.

He was so tall that the tallest mountain could reach only his knees, and the clouds on the sky could only block his waist, and his entire upper body pierced the clouds, hiding in the sea of clouds, almost overhead.

A moment later.

The giant stood in front of a small jungle where there was a hut with a lean old man squatting in front of it, carrying an iron knife in his hand, chopped one by one on a solid piece of wood, making aggressive and dull noises.

Beyond the lean old is a pile of wood chips.

Among the wood chips are wooden chairs, wooden tables, wooden beds, other wooden bowls, wooden spoons, etc. already made, which are rough.

If you look closely, some of the wooden chairs are missing a foot, and some of the wooden bowls have an opening, all of which are broken, like piles of junk.

But the lean old man was tired and smelly. At this time, what he was casting was a wooden knife, four fingers wide, three feet long, and the skins on the wooden surface were still there, rough as a plank.

The giant sat on a mountain with his ass, his eyes as huge as a lake, staring at the skinny old man, his eyes popped with admiration.

“Done?” The lean old man asked, without lifting his head, still swept on the wood with one knife, and the wood chips flew across.

“Well, Sister Zhen scolded me, Master, is it appropriate that we do this? ”

The giant opened his mouth and sounded his airway. Although his voice was faint, it shook heaven and earth like a hurricane.

The air currents lifted a piece of wood in the ground, scratching the skinny old man all over, unusual wolf, he raised his head violently, roaring out loud: “Step on the sky! How many times have I told you? What do you do when you talk? ”

“Mmm.”

The giant scratched his head, hey hey smile, the figure flashed, suddenly turned into an eight-headed man, huge figure, rough plagiarism, blinking eyes, extremely powerful.

If Chen Xi is here, you can definitely recognize that this big man is the Great Sage of Heaven. A man who was famously shocked three realms of heaven long before he knew how many years ago!

But today, he stands in front of the lean old man like a good, obedient little boy.

See this, the lean old man only snorted cold, "It's inappropriate, she will understand afterwards. ”

Trampling heavenly sighed and squatted on the ground. “Master, my little sister has been back for so many years. She has been practicing all day in this unknown place where birds don't shit, but she is too much to grieve. ”

“Grievance? No one else can fix eight lifetimes of bliss for this kind of grievance. ”

The lean old man snorted cold again, and as he spoke, he had been carving that thick piece of wood with an iron knife, and he could already see the outline of some of the wooden knives.

“Then... why did you lock her up again? It's just an invitation. If Ice Release dares to bully her, I'll punch the bastard to death.” Trample the heavens with great suspicion.

“Don't play dumb in front of the division, you lame bastard. ”

The lean old man glanced up at him and his eyes were cloudy, but he was uncomfortable watching the Great Sacred Body. He had to laugh.

“Do you remember those little guys you told me about back then?” The skinny old man thought about it, stopped the movement in his hand and said.

“Well, two were taken as disciples by the innate demon sect, one by the Six Thieves Monk of the Dazen Forest Temple, and two by Huang Meiwong of the feathered sanctuary. ”

The Great Sage of Heaven answered without false reflection.

How could he not remember, he even remembered clearly that one of the disciples was named Van Yunlan and one was named Zhao Qinghe.

The little guy who was adopted as a disciple by the Six Thieves Monk was called Ling Yu, and the two little guys Huang Mei Ong took away, one named Huang Fuqing Shadow, one named Thursday.

The reason I remember it so clearly is because these little guys are all from the same little world, even the same degree, which has to be amazing.

After all, whether Fang Chopped Eyebrows, Six Thieves Monks, or Huang Meiwong, all exist at one level with him. In fact, they have chosen the descendants of the Great Chu Dynasty as their heirs, which is too amazing.

“Nice. Ask the bastards, see what they do, and you'll see why I locked your little sister up.” The lean old man said plainly.

“Did these guys lock up their heirs, too, so they wouldn't go to see Chen Xi?” The Great Sage was surprised that this time it was a real surprise, not a disguise.

“Yo, don't play dumb in front of the master?” The skinny old man turned a white eye.

“Hey, Master, be merciful and explain your doubts to the apprentice, or I will die in a hurry.” The Great St. Hippie's smile begged.

“Master is not a Buddhist bald donkey, why be merciful? ”

The lean old man doesn't have a good airway, “When I let your little sister out, you will naturally understand all this. Now, you just stay here honestly, at least not dead. ”

Dead people?

Stepping on the heavens and the heavens, my heart reckons darklessly, to reach such a realm as his, not to mention being able to predict the future, at least some omens and crises can be broken.

However, this time the result of the calculation surprised him, he could not deduce anything, the future was hidden by a fog that could not be seen clearly!

“This is…” The Great Sage is uncertain.

“Don't even think about it if you don't understand. Just stay here.” The skinny old man said casually.

“When will Sister Zhen leave?” The great saint of heaven never dies.

“The avenue is missing.” The skinny old man said something strange and buried his head in a carved wooden knife, without saying another word.

The Great Sage looked at the wooden chair, wooden table, wooden bowl that was all over the ground... if you think about it, you can guess what it is.

There is a shortcoming in the Avenue. This is the heavenly way in the Master's eyes. If Zhen wants to close the gate, should we wait until the heavenly way really changes dramatically? So... isn't this a time of turmoil in the three worlds?

Step on the heavens and sink into contemplation.

This also happens in several other mysterious places, such as the Innate Demon Sect, Dazen Forest Temple, Yuhua Holy Land...

And the cause and effect of all this is just because of the invitation sent out by Ice Release Day.

There are only two names on the invitation: Ching Soo Yu and Ice Release Day.

But for those who knew about the relationship, there was another person involved.

Hence, Zhen Liuqing passively chose to close, as did Fan Yunlan, Zhao Qinghe, Lingyu, Huang Fuqing Shadow and Thursday.

……

Star World.

The shadow of Chen Xixi drifted, and under the starry sky, he carried out various ways and divinity.

His divine colour was not sad, his eyes were quiet, the spiritual stage was clear, and he had long forgotten everything around him.

The so-called exquisite eight poles, suddenly forgetting me, that's all.

The second split sits on the knee, presenting a variety of divine daisies.

Though divided into a primary and a secondary category, the perceptions gained between the two are the same, just as if they were two hearts and minds.

Flowers and flowers, spring to fall.

Fifty years have passed since haste in the star world.

And the outside world, only five years later.

In five years, too many things have happened in the Xuanhuan domain, mostly related to extraterritorial interracial warfare.

As Chen Xi had previously anticipated, the pace of extraterritorial alien aggression was accelerating, and wars had begun to ignite in various parts of the Xuanhuan region, like the flames of the stars.

In this tense situation, the entire practice community of the Xuan Huan domain also reacted individually, sending a strong force to start hunting down extraterritorial heterogeneous teams.

In this battle, a brilliant young and powerful man emerged, leading the wind and complacency, despite numerous casualties.

And old brands like Chen Xi, Qiu Xuan, Bailiyan, while most people remember them, have faded out of sight over the past five years.

It's a turbulent time, and every day a stunning, vulgar genius crosses the sky like a comet, well known.

It's also a cruel time, and those proud characters may be as good as day and day, and tomorrow they'll be gone, and they'll never find a trace of him.

Everything is changing too fast.

Although only five years have passed.

……

This day is the fiftieth anniversary of Chen Xi's closure in the star world, the fifth year of the outside world.

Below the stars.

Chen Xi's true dignity has practiced Taoism and Divinity for 50 years without eating or drinking.

His movements have started to slow down a little bit, punching each other, as if dragging 100,000 mountains in motion, full of an obscure, cloudy smell.

Sometimes it took him too long to swing out slowly.

But its power, it is no longer comparable in the past, and between the moves, it carries a strength that is as concentrated and straight to the heart.

If Bai Zhen were here, he would be surprised to find that there was a slight rhyme between Chen Xi's punches.

It's still green, but as long as you keep practicing like this, there's bound to be a qualitative transformation.

Today, however, Chen Ti did not continue to practice, but rather sensed something, a sudden retreat, a silent mountain-like force flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the second person who attacked the apricot yellow robe also woke up from the deduction.

They both look at each other and laugh at each other.

The next moment, Chen Xi's true dignity disappeared into the star world.

Over Xihua Peak, thunder clouds roar, a dark cloud as dark as ink and a bright white cloud as snow converge to form a strange black and white cloud, colliding with each other and rolling over.

At a distance, like a giant funnel overhanging the sky, it unleashes a tremendous power of desperation.

That's Yin Yang Thunder Robbery!