Immortal Executioner

Chapter IX Sanqing (1) ("")

Yang Chen naturally didn't know all that happened in Ling Xiaobao's hall. However, the huge merits still scared himself. On the merit ring, a long string of zeros indicates how high the level of his merits is now, but within the range that the ring can display, there is only one string of zeros and no other numbers.

If anyone else sees it, I will think that Yang Chen is just a guy with no merit. Only Yang Chen knows for himself that this long string of zeros represents a huge number. The reason why there are no other numbers is because it is too long and the display is no longer good.

Since the mother-in-law has died out, there is no chance for the old heaven to be restored. Yang Chen is in Sendai, and there is nothing more.

Putting the murder knife on the knife holder, Yang Chen returned to the hut for his own rest. After taking a break, he took off the robes of the hangman prepared in Sendai and replaced the mortal clothes when he came in. Finishing it, forcing the heart's tumbling and joy, and firmly walking toward the gate of Sendai.

Once you have contaminated the flesh and blood in Sendai, or touched something you shouldn't touch, the gate of Sendai will disappear automatically. However, Yang Chen has been paying attention to it. Until now, the gate of the Sendai Terrace has stood still in place, with no change in half.

With the power of the whole heaven, the heavenly officials can use the dream of the Jade Emperor to choose a scorpion in the mortal world. Once selected, the scorpion in Sendai will never choose again. Since Yang Chen is not dead, then it will not touch the ban on Sendai and inform the officials of the court.

The Jade Emperor is dead. Within a short time, there will be no new immortals coming in from Sendai. This is Yang Chen’s heart. He has entered the heaven after flying, and he has never heard of anyone being beaten.

When I got to the door, I looked back at Sendai and looked at the murderous knife. Yang Chen’s mouth showed a smile and strode out the door.

The rapid conversion of the scene in front of me suddenly turned into a dark piece. Yang Chen decided to go, but still in his own broken house, the time is still late at night. Just don't know how long it has been.

When Yang Chen came out, it was originally the weather of the early winter, but everyone in the county seemed to have played a big chill in his sleep, as if he felt a cold feeling from the bones, and he could not help but cling to the beggar. Some of the rodents who were still underground were still stopped at any moment. The entire county is as quiet as a dead city.

Many of the death row prisoners suddenly woke up, and the uncontrollable body began to tremble. Just like killing God has come to the side, a few timid and even collapsed.

A distant mountaintop, a woman with white jade like snow like a fairy, looked at this direction fiercely, frowned, and muttered in her mouth: "A big murderous, how many creatures this devil killed in the end ?" The figure has disappeared and has disappeared in place.

In other directions, some people have noticed the changes here. Older people are just a simple look, and many people are flying in this direction immediately. Look at their cultivation, but there are high and low, uneven.

When I came out, Yang Chen noticed that it was wrong. In the Sendai station, the murderousness and killing of this body does not matter, but in the mortal world, this is something that makes people crazy. If you don't solve the problem of murderousness in a short time, if you meet a few practiced guys, you may know that the executioner will not be good about Yang Chen. If you are not lucky, you may fly directly to the demon guard. It is.

I thought that by virtue of my own mentality, this little bit of murder is nothing. However, Yang Chen did not expect that it would be a bit miscalculated to kill the genocide and kill it.

San Qingxi, Yang Chenxue thinks of the words of Taishang Laojun, Sanqingyi can refine and kill the meaning, turned into a god, is simply a magic weapon to save lives at this moment. No wonder Laojun will say that he can use it very quickly.

At the moment, Yang Chen did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly recited the three Qing dynasty taught by Laojun, and began to slowly understand the mysteriousness. After a long time, Yang Chen was sitting up and began to practice in accordance with the first layer of Sanqing’s work. There are nine layers of Gongqing's exercises. Even if Yang Chen has tens of thousands of years of practice, he can only practice in order.

Yang Chen, who was originally born again, is already the level of Da Luo Jinxian. At this time, although it was the first practice, it also entered the realm of practice in an instant, without me.

After three hours, Yang Chen woke up from time to time. With a sigh of relief, Yang Chen began to slowly check the changes in the body.

Sanqing Temple is the key to Taishang Laojun's gasification of Sanqing. However, it can only increase the knowledge of the gods, but not the mana. Yang Chen also had a good understanding of this, but, after a little thought, he was still shocked by the changes in his own consciousness.

Originally, Yang Chen’s physical body did not practice any exercises. Naturally, there was no magical power, and there were tens of thousands of years of practice and mental cultivation. But now the first time I practiced Sanqing, my god's knowledge has soared a lot, even when I was trying to build my own foundation. The effect is remarkable, it is simply ridiculous.

Even Yang Chen himself did not expect such a significant effect, and even began to doubt his own judgment. But soon I looked at the blood cloud that had become a lot thinner and accepted this fact.

It is this meaning to absorb the killing and turn it into a god. Yang Chen’s heart is big, it seems that as long as they practice for a few more days, these spilled killings will be slowly absorbed, and they will no longer have to worry about these murderous.

The sky was already bright, and Yang Chen walked out of the room and pushed the door open to see how long it had passed. However, at first glance, it seems that nothing has changed, exactly the same as before leaving. The scenery on the street has not changed, and even the people have not changed. The neighbors are still watching him very carefully, for fear of attracting him.

"What is the first few days today?" Yang Chen directly took a neighborhood and asked. Unexpectedly, he did this, and he did not dare to move the neighborhood directly. The teeth were trembled for a long time, and they only squeezed out two words: "First... Five!"

When Yang Chenyi let go, the neighborhood seemed to have been screamed, and hurriedly ran away from the belt and climbed, and even the head did not dare to return. The kind of coldness in Yang Chen’s body makes people feel scared when they are far away.

"The fifth day!" Yang Chen, a sigh, even a day has not passed, everything that happened, is it just a big dream? The essence of life that I have absorbed is all illusory?