Great Dao Ji

This is an ancient city.

Ancient is a good name, but in fact it is broken and small.

There is only one main street in the city, and small streets extending in all directions spread out in all directions, but all of them have to go in and out of the city through this main road.

So, one foot just stepped out of the city gate.

Qi Cang saw a tall man squatting in front of a teahouse on the side of the road.

This big man is too eye-catching.

Even though he was sitting squatting, his long hair tied behind his head was already hanging down in the second-floor window.

More than just standing out from the crowd?

It's like a dragon squatting among the sheep!

Although his aura is restrained, his body is too powerful to be too conspicuous in such a small town.

Qi Cang has seen this person before.

In other words, he had seen it in his previous life.

The future general manager of the Heavenly Marching Army, Zhu Dahai!

Although he is not as good as the Ten Heroes of Tongtian, he is also not as good as Yuan Duxiu's lifelong enemy, the Seven Heroes of the Star Sea. Some people even bluntly say that he is just a cart puller.

According to legend, Zhu Dahai was opaque and foolish before he entered Taoism, but he was the person who followed Emperor Yuanyang for the longest time in the world.

He is called a coachman, but he is actually a disciple.

‘What kind of luck am I?’

The moment he saw Zhu Dahai, Qi Cang's mind went blank and he was in a trance.

He thought to himself that at this time in Huangji Continent, there were only a few people who could defeat him. Who would have thought that he would encounter them one after another.

If you encounter a strong wind, that's it.

Even if they fight again, he is sure to retreat, but if it is that person

At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, the long street was crowded with people, noisy and noisy, and the heat wave was overwhelming, but Qi Cang felt chills in his heart.

Qi Cang was too shocked for a moment, which immediately aroused Zhu Dahai's vigilance.

He lowered his head, across a long street, and his pronunciation was like thunder rolling, a heavy hammer hitting a big vat:

"Little one, what are you looking at?"

The air waves were billowing on the long street, like a strong wind passing by, but the people on the street seemed to be used to it, and they just raised their heads and glanced at Zhu Dahai.

He lowered his head again and went about doing whatever he had to do.

"I"

Qi Cang took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "Your Excellency has an amazing physique. It was presumptuous to take another look at him."

He once cultivated to reach the sky, and even though he had a chance encounter, he also had knowledge.

He knew very well that it was impossible for a being who had gone far beyond the realm of a feudal lord and might even have reached the end of his life to be deceived by him at this time.

However, she had no enmity with him, so she looked like a ghost.

Therefore, he forced himself to calm down.

He smiled bitterly and did not retreat. He walked over bravely. Even Zhu Dahai couldn't hide his previous gaffe. If Emperor Yuanyang was really there, he couldn't hide it at all.

If you have already missed the point, if you leave again, you will be in real trouble.

step,

step.

Qi Cang walked steadily, but his heart became increasingly depressed.

Finally, when he walked to the teahouse, he heard a strange, calm voice:

"Dahai, go and invite this fellow Taoist to come in."

Hearing this voice, Qi Cang thought he would be shocked, but unexpectedly, his heart calmed down.

This sound does not contain any divine power, but the sound itself has the effect of soothing the soul and soothing emotions.

"The junior is just passing by, so I won't disturb the senior's enjoyment."

Qi Cang still had a trace of luck in his heart. If possible, at least at this moment, he didn't want to see this person at all.

Given the choice, he would rather fight Feng Xinglie to the death.

But Zhu Dahai had already stood up and waved his hand: "Please."

Qi Cang's face froze, but he could only answer:

"That would be disrespectful."

The situation is stronger than the person, not to mention that his injuries have not recovered at this time. Even if he is uninjured, there is no possibility of resistance.

He remembered the legend of the battle at Wanfa Tower.

The battle in the previous life was the battle that brought Yuan Duxiu to power, but it was also the battle in which Emperor Yuanyang truly established himself as the supreme king in the world.

The feudal lord Zhenlong and the heads of various sects were all suppressed by him.

"Um."

Zhu Dahai sat down again, and Qi Cang took a glance, only to find that in his ear hole, a chicken cub as big as an ordinary person's fist was looking at him intently.

"King Jinpeng."

Qi Cang's heart was ups and downs.

This golden-winged roc cub, who was inseparable from Zhu Dahai, would become equally famous in the future and once became the king of spiritual birds in the world.

There have been fierce conflicts with the demon clan and the Phoenix clan.

With both of them present, it was obvious who the person in the teahouse was.

One side of the tea house faces the sun. It is noon and the light is at its best.

There are also many people.

Qi Cang acted as if there was no one around, ignored the waiter who came forward, and walked towards the backyard.

That sound came from the backyard.

"Bai Yujing, Mieqing City, the income of these two cities in the past thirty years is all here. I thought I would send it to you after a hundred years."

"The things you asked me to look for include some of the best magical weapons and spiritual materials in the world that have not yet been found. Apart from those sect ruins and the Great Power Cave, there are only three major holy places."

"Listen to you. In the past thirty years, I have used some of the elixirs you don't need to offer bounties to create an organization that assigns tasks, Xingdao Pavilion, specifically to kill ferocious beasts everywhere and build new cities."

Before Qi Cang reached the backyard, he heard a sound.

"This sound is Duan Sanlang"

Qi Cang's eyelids twitched.

Compared to Zhu Dahai, whom he had only met once, he was much more familiar with the Three Breaking Waves.

In the future, he will control Dongzhou, even all the places where monks gather in Jiuzhou, the Four Seas, and the endless desert.

He is one of the few people who has followed Emperor Yuanyang since he was young.

‘Is he looking for materials to create a magic weapon and spiritual treasure? Yes, yes! He is about to start practicing the ‘Heavenly Court’! "

Heaven!

It is not a force, or in other words, it is not just a force.

It is also the most incredible spiritual treasure among the 30 million years of cultivation throughout the ages.

It consumes a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, more than any emperor or emperor in ancient and modern times, and there are many traces of other spiritual treasures in it.

It is the Taoist treasure established by Emperor Yuanyang to suppress the world.

It is a pity that until the death of the future life, Emperor Yuanyang has not been seen becoming enlightened, and it is impossible to know whether the ‘Heavenly Court’ can become the first supreme treasure in ancient and modern times.

There is no way to verify whether the rumors about him opening thirty-six heavens and establishing thirty-six great lands are true.

It is also impossible to witness the future, whether there will be a time when all emperors can coexist.

"That's all, fellow Taoist, please come back."

When he walked to the backyard, Qi Cang was just sorting himself out when he heard the owner of the previous voice speak again in the yard separated by a wall:

"This is not the time for you and me to meet."

"Um?"

Qi Cang was stunned for a moment, and then became a little confused.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the following sentence was not meant for him.

Who is he talking about?

There was a big wave in Qi Cang's heart, and for a while, there was another chill.

'What did he see? ’

Qi Cang was a little absent-minded, and he was in a daze for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he was back on the long street again.

The hot wind blew, but I broke out in a cold sweat.

The small courtyard is quiet and quiet, with a fish pond, an old tree, and a table and chairs on the flat bluestone floor.

Da da da~

An Qisheng tapped the table gently, thoughtfully.

"Ma'am, what are you doing?"

Duan Sanlang was a little surprised. He didn't understand why An Qisheng invited that man in and then asked him to leave without even seeing him.

"It's just a little troublesome."

An Qisheng casually put away some of the spirit rings on the stone table, without explaining too much, just said something casually.

Just let Duan Sanlang, who was full of worries, go on.

If An Qisheng didn't say anything, how could he dare to ask a second time?

"this person"

There was an imperceptible movement in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, and a light red light flashed past, but it was Qi Cang's spiritual imprint.

Just like what he thought before, he could not find Qicang's complete spiritual imprint even if he was close at hand.

Because he has no ‘past’.

The traces between heaven and earth are only limited to this moment.

However, there are some things that can be seen in full at a glance. Only after seeing them for real did he feel that the water in this world was deeper than he imagined.

The fluctuations of the Dao Yitu that I felt when I came to this world, the picture on the altar of responsiveness, the 'entropy' destined to destroy everything

And the 'people' behind Qicang.

"Mr. Monster, this person is weird."

Ever since he was forced to self-destruct by the evil aura, until now, the Three-Hearted Blue Soul Boy has not recovered, and he talks a lot less on weekdays.

At this moment, I glanced at Qi Cang's mental imprint, and suddenly I couldn't help it.

"What's wrong?

An Qisheng asked back.

"Too incomplete to know much"

The three-hearted blue soul boy could not help but look around and peek at the spiritual mark, but still found nothing: "I suggest Mr. Monster suppress him in the cave."

"The danger of exposure is not a danger. Without Qi Cang, there are others. Rather than letting things get out of control again, it is better to keep him."

An Qisheng held the tea cup, his palms warm:

"It's not him that I care about."

In the human world, he has been competing with God's will for three hundred years, and he has been undefeated, and even once was at a disadvantage, but his understanding of God's will is extremely deep.

He could tell at a glance that Qi Cang was not a human being.

Qi Cang's arrival may be due to changes in the world and chaos in time and space, but there must be other 'things' behind this.

And if the person behind it can send Qi Cang back, he can send others to be reborn.

It's better to keep it and wait for the 'thing' behind it to reveal its traces.

"The time is just right."

The three-hearted blue soul boy was still chattering, but An Qisheng got up unhurriedly and went out.

The ancient city is not big, but there are many people.

Although the streets are not crowded with people and hawkers of all kinds, they are really lively with pedestrians.

An Qisheng strolled leisurely.

With Zhu Dahai accompanying him, the walk was quite spacious.

Not long after, An Qisheng stopped in front of an ancient house and raised his eyebrows.

Stone lions guard the door, with red walls and yellow tiles. Although it has been baptized by the years, it is still quite impressive, but An Qisheng's eyes fell on the door:

Sun Mansion.

Three updates and 10,000 words, delivered. Good night everyone.