Prehistoric life

Zhou Cheng's inner pain turned into flames, and he finally couldn't help but rush out of Jianwu Zun's mansion, wanting to go to the holy places of various places to kill people and take revenge.

Just as he rushed to a cliff, he saw a talisman floating towards him, trapping Sun Jiuyang directly on the cliff. Old Man Yandai, the Master of Panshen Tiangong and Jianwu Zun appeared not far away,

Sigh slightly.

"Uncle, his mind has gone crazy, I'm going to wake him up!" said the Palace Master of Panshen Tiangong.

This uncle is naturally called the Old Man with a Tongue. If anyone heard this, they would be extremely shocked. What is the origin of a person who is more senior than the master of the Panshen Tiangong Palace?

But the old man with a cigarette bag shook his head: "People always have to go through some things and then come out on their own. It's useless even if you wake him up. Next time his mood fluctuates, he will make the same mistakes again."

"How can a person who achieves great things have smooth sailing? His master protected him so well in the past that he didn't even know how terrible the storm was. Now that he has left the Five Sacred Mountains, how can he only have to face such a few things?"

Jianwu Zun frowned slightly: "Senior, where is his master? With his ability, it should not be difficult to obtain the materials for the Nine Transformations Golden Pill."

The old man with a pipe still shook his head: "He has an appointment with someone, and neither party is allowed to enter the ancient continent easily. Especially since the two people in the bet have been born, they dare not come in rashly."

"Besides, he didn't expect that his apprentice would become like this. He should be having fun on Wu Island now."

Jianwu Zun asked again: "What about you? You should have something to do!"

The old man with a cigarette bag chuckled: "I don't want to care about anything now. I just want to sell something and then be a person like a wandering cloud and a crane."

"Getting a second life, and appearing after the beginning of the world, don't you think this is a very lucky thing?"

"And now I have a new goal. I want to record everything that has happened since the beginning of the world."

"Every era has heroes. They fell into the quagmire of disputes without realizing it, and were knocked down one by one by the sword of time."

"I want to record them all so that future generations will not forget these people who were there and what happened."

"And what I have to do is to live as long as possible. If I want to live as long as possible, it is best not to care about anything, so that nothing will happen to me."

After saying that, he walked towards Jianwu Zun's mansion, and the Palace Master of Panshen Tiangong and Jianwu Zun hurriedly followed in.

On the cliff.

Zhou Cheng didn't realize he was trapped, so he only knew how to fly forward with all his strength. But it was useless.

This is a kind of talisman called painting the ground as a prison, which can use various powers to cast invisible walls, as if to isolate that space.

Now the old man with a tobacco bag has sent him personally, and his power is even more extraordinary. Not to mention he is a little golden immortal, even the sect masters of the holy places from all over the world are here. I am afraid they will not be able to escape.

The sun rises and sets, the storm rages, and the sky thunders.

Although this talisman of drawing the earth as a prison can imprison the people inside, it cannot stop the things outside.

Within two months, Zhou Cheng had completely lost his image. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in dirt. He looked like a beggar. He was extremely slovenly. At this time, it seemed that he had truly become his master's apprentice.

It's just that he, who was originally frantic, calmed down at this moment, fell down on the cliff, and looked ahead.

Sword Finger Peak is like a divine sword pointing to the sky. Although it is not as scary as Mount Buzhou, it is still one of the famous peaks in the world.

Especially in the direction that Zhou Cheng was facing at this moment, there was no high mountain comparable to Jianzhi Peak. At a glance, they were all low hills, and his eyes could reach the sky.

The feeling of overlooking the world gradually calmed his heart. The anger turned from sadness, self-blame, and hatred also slowly cooled down.

The voices and smiles of Su Yuexi and Su Yuexin flashed in his eyes from time to time.

The three of us who grew up together have so many things to reminisce about.

If it weren't for cultivating immortals, the three of them might still be living happily in Xinghe City today. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, what happened just happened.

There is no use regretting, you can only do more things to make up for it.

Although it is difficult to collect the materials for the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir, you must try it yourself no matter what.

A thousand years, ten thousand years, or even millions of years, you have to do it. It is better to have little hope than complete despair.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Cheng stood up and circulated his true energy to remove all the dust and dirt from his body. Although his hair was still disheveled, he was much cleaner and tidier.

Make fists with both hands and feel what's going on inside your body.

He was already at the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal realm, and with a fierce battle at Jingyuan Mountain, he learned many innate Tao bodies and gained a lot.

In the past two months, under the torment of inner fire, he had successfully broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

His strength has improved to a higher level, and a second flower has also gathered in the Zi Mansion.

This is the flower of Qi, which is formed by condensing the true Qi in the body. Not only does the true Qi become more powerful, but the recovery speed also increases to a huge level.

"Yes, yes, it seems that he has woken up."

As the sound appeared, three figures floated over. They were the old man Yandai, the master of Panshen Tiangong and Jianwu Zun.

The old man with a cigarette bag waved his hand and put away the talisman of drawing the earth as a prison.

Zhou Cheng resumed his actions, took a step forward, and knelt down in front of the three of them.

"Thank you to the seniors for your help. I can't repay you for anything!"

There is gold under the man's knees, and he is kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents. Although the three people in front of him are not, but without their intervention, not only Su Yuexi and Su Yuexin would have died, but even he did not know what would happen to him, but this kneeling is

Worth it.

The old man with a cigarette bag waved his hand, helped him up, and then asked: "It seems that the decision has been made!"

Zhou Cheng nodded: "No matter how difficult it is, I have to give it a try."

The old man with a pipe nodded: "That's a good decision. He has five-color Ganoderma lucidum and is willing to give you one!"

This is naturally the master of Panshen Tiangong. There is only one five-color Ganoderma lucidum in the world. It was once in the hands of the Five Mountains Immortal King and later fell into Panshen Tiangong.

Zhou Cheng immediately stepped forward and knelt down: "Thank you, senior."

The Master of Panshen Tiangong hurriedly helped him up: "No need to thank you, I am not a senior, in terms of seniority, I am your senior brother! So a five-color Ganoderma lucidum is naturally no problem."

"Senior brother!" Zhou Cheng was shocked and looked at the Master of Panshen Tiangong Palace without knowing why.

In front of him was a famous senior in the cultivation world. It was rare for ordinary people to see him. How could he be his senior brother? For a moment, he actually thought that he was hearing hallucinations.

The master of Panshen Tiangong nodded: "Your master is my uncle, so you are naturally my junior brother. My surname is Jiang, you can just call me Senior Brother Jiang."

The old man with a cigarette bag on the side also nodded: "Your master is my junior brother, so you should call me uncle. If it hadn't been for your master's entrustment, we wouldn't be here."

This... Zhou Cheng was extremely shocked. He thought he had already thought a lot about the sloppy master, but he still underestimated him.

The uncle of the master of Panshen Tiangong, what a terrifying seniority this is. (To be continued...)