Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

"three years ago...

"For such an act, both humans and gods will be slaughtered, so you should die!"

The red pine nut and gray clothes made a hunting sound, and the words were sonorous, revealing all Zi Lingtian's series of evil deeds.

Zi Lingtian and Zixiao Perfect Being were fighting for thunder, and it seemed that they still had a lot of energy left. At this time, when they heard Chi Songzi's words, they chuckled, appearing very indifferent, and their words were penetrating: "People live in the world. , all come for benefit, all go for benefit, I have nothing to feel sorry for."

Zi Lingtian had also experienced pain, and his thoughts were a little erratic. He remembered that the first time he killed someone, he killed one of his senior brothers. He was extremely scared and disgusted at the time. He vomited wildly afterwards and still had a high fever. , often dreamed that his senior brother came to find him.

However, human conscience is like a triangle, each corner is sharp and sharp. Every time it is turned, the heart will hurt. But the more times it is turned, the edges and corners will be smoothed out, and it will not be felt.

Now Zi Lingtian kills people, and there is no pain anymore. There is no difference between killing people and killing ants.

"Summer insects cannot be compared with Yu Bing." Chi Songzi shook his head, and at this moment, his cloudy eyes became sharper, like a peerless sharp sword falling on Zi Lingtian's body.

At this moment, Zi Lingtian moved, and his body seemed to turn into nothingness. Every inch was like a sword light, like a strong wind and rain, launching a fierce attack on Zi Ling~tian.

Zi Lingtian shouted loudly, using all his strength at this moment. His whole body was like a small sun, emitting a scorching light, and the terrifying temperature it emitted was enough to burn a top-level Martial Emperor to death in the blink of an eye.

This is a field created by Zi Lingtian using different water. Its field contains the power of different water with various attributes. In this field, he is the master and must stop the attack of the two strong Martial Saints.

"Attack!" Chi Songzi roared, and countless Martial Artists from the inner courtyard surged toward the Daowu Emperor's Palace.

In this torrent, two auras are particularly powerful, almost shaking the sun and moon. This is the aura belonging to Martial Saint.

At this moment, Zi Lingtian's expression suddenly changed.

Two Martial Saints are enough to destroy the entire Daowu Emperor's Palace, which is his foundation.

Zi Lingtian shouted: "Palace Master, the imperial palace is in danger and it's still dirty!"

Following Zi Lingtian's exit, everyone showed a cautious look, and even the speed was slowing down. However, after a few breaths passed, the master of the Daowu Emperor Palace was still not found. At this time, the two Martial Saints were powerful. The person has already arrived at the gate of Emperor Daowu Palace.

"Have friends come from afar."

The two Martial Saints attacked the palace, but were blocked by a gentle force and could not advance even an inch. From the palace, an old man with silver hair on his head and wrinkled cheeks walked out. He took a look at the surrounding scene and not only whispered: : "I have been in seclusion for a long time. I don't know what happened to Emperor Wu's palace. I asked all my colleagues to come and attack?"

Seeing the old man appear, Zi Lingtian screamed: "Palace Master, don't talk nonsense with these people. They are from Qifeng Academy. They have become very powerful recently, but they just want to replace me in the Daowu Emperor Palace!"

"Nonsense!" The old man snorted coldly. Qifeng Academy had a good reputation. Ji Chang, the camp leader of Daowu Emperor Palace, obviously didn't believe what Zi Lingtian said.

Ji Chang reprimanded Queen Zi Ling, but looked at Chi Songzi with a kind attitude: "Master Chiyuan, I wonder why Qifeng Academy came to attack our Daowu Emperor's Palace?"

"The Palace Master is unaware that Zi Lingtian of the Daowu Emperor's Palace has done many things that have outraged the gods and humans in recent years. We at Qifeng Academy originally did not want to be involved in such matters.

But Zi Lingtian went too far, so I could only shamelessly invite many colleagues to come and ask for an explanation. "

Chi Songzi's attitude towards Ji Chang was a little respectful. After all, Ji Chang had lived for a long time and his cultivation was unpredictable. Even Chi Songzi, who was very old, could only be called a junior in front of him.

Ji Chang glared at Zi Lingtian fiercely and said gently: "This matter is all due to my lack of discipline. Zi Lingtian, I will give everyone a joint effort. I wonder if the leader of Chiyuan can send him away first."

"This, this..." Chisongzi was at a loss for words. He didn't want to conflict with the Daowu Emperor's Palace. What's more, Ji Chang didn't know about it, and he showed up in such a low profile now.

As the saying goes, you can't hit someone with a smiling face. This made Chi Songzi difficult to make a decision and glanced at Jiang Chen in embarrassment.

After all, this is the real owner.

Ji Chang, an old fox who had lived for endless years and had empty eyelashes, didn't understand what he saw. He squinted his eyes and held his hand with a smile: "Who is this friend?"

"He is the current president of our Qifeng Academy." Chisongzi said.

Ji Chang raised his eyebrows and said softly, somewhat confused as to why Jiang Chen, whose hair was as white as snow and whose appearance was bigger than a red pine nut, only had the cultivation level of a Martial Emperor. ………Please give me flowers…

However, he was also an old fox and would not speak out his thoughts. After adjusting his mood, he said with a smile: "I don't know if my friend can send everyone away. Ji Chang would like to thank you here!"

"As long as you kill Zi Lingtian and hand over my mother, Ji Mengya, I, Jiang Chen, will leave in a flash!"

After sacrificing eight thousand years of life, Jiang Chen's hair was as white as snow, and his skin folds looked much older than Ji Chang's.

At this time Ji Chang asked, Jiang Chen, who was originally sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up and looked at Ji Chang calmly with his cloudy eyes showing depth.

"What? What did you say?" After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Ji Chang asked one after another. Maybe he noticed that he had lost his composure, then he coughed lightly and said with an angry smile: "You said that my daughter Ji Mengya is yours. Mother, your joke is too big!"

"I..." For a moment, Jiang Chen was speechless. He never expected that the owner of the Daowu Emperor's Palace he was attacking was actually his grandfather.

But thinking about it carefully, Ji Chang and Ji Mengya were both named Ji. Jiang Chen secretly sighed at his carelessness.

"Ahem...Jiang Chen, please step aside for the time being. You come with me to see your mother." Ji Chang coughed lightly, his old face turned red, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Ji Chang also had a hint of regret for his father who forcefully separated Ji Yameng and Jiang Chen. Later, Ji Yameng locked himself in the room and stayed behind closed doors, which made him very sad.

Now seeing Jiang Chen, a glimmer of hope could not help but emerge.

Ji Chang glanced at Zi Lingtian coldly. He was the one who said that he had killed Jun Wentian that day. If not, Ji Chang might have picked up Jun Wentian and reunited with Ji Yameng.

...

Knowing the truth of the matter, Jiang Chen dismissed everyone with a bitter smile.

Following his grandfather Ji Chang, he entered the Daowu Emperor's Palace. The palace was its own space, with purple mist rising, Old Medicine everywhere, and towering ancient trees. It was a blessed place for spiritual practice.

First, following his grandfather's guidance, Jiang Chen visited his mother, and then returned to the main hall of Daowu Emperor's Palace.

"Grandpa, I want to take my mother back to Daxia and reunite with my father." In the main hall, Jiang Chen was dressed in green clothes, his body was like jade, and he had returned to the state of a young man. .