Prehistoric life

A towering man hangs in the universe, with a big bell on his head, bare hands, and his muscles are as if they were cut with knives and axes, full of explosive power.

Breathing stars, breathing chaos, that kind of breath that can make the world collapse, people can't help but admire him.

It's this man again, Zhou Cheng thought to himself, this is not the first time he has dreamed of this man with a clock on his head, and he has already guessed the man's identity.

With the bell as a magic weapon, and with such momentum, if you look around the world, no one else can be found except Pangu.

But why does he always appear in his dreams? This is hard to imagine.

Dream, Zhou Cheng's heart suddenly trembled, how could he be dreaming? Could it be that he fell asleep?

As soon as this thought occurred, the world in front of me immediately began to fall apart and disintegrate one after another. When a ray of light flashed by, I had already opened my eyes.

Looking around, he found that he was lying at the entrance of Doumu Yuanjun Palace. Only Sun Jiuyang was beside him, and everyone else had disappeared.

"Where are my master and the others?" Zhou Cheng asked hesitantly. At this moment, he had some doubts about whether it was a dream that he saw the sloppy master before.

"Hey, you finally woke up! You can really sleep, you can sleep for a day and a half." Sun Jiuyang pointed inside: "They are all in there, seemingly discussing something. But what is the relationship between your master and sect, it seems to be quite complicated.

"

"Jiutian Xuannv said that you are his younger brother. From what I see, Doumu Yuanjun seems to know you as well. What is your background? Is he also a certain prince?"

It's not that he was just talking nonsense, he had been sitting here for a day and a half, but he couldn't figure it out in his head. What kind of relationship is intertwined with this.

"I want to say that I don't know anything, do you believe me?" Zhou Cheng curled his lips.

Sun Jiuyang looked at him for a while and nodded: "Xin, if you had known Doumu Yuanjun knew you earlier, we wouldn't have had to search so hard. By the way, your master said, go in and find him when you wake up.

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Zhou Cheng immediately stood up and walked inside, but after taking a few steps, he immediately turned back and asked via voicemail: "Did you see the picture scroll in the hand of the little banshee named Feng Lixi?"

Sun Jiuyang nodded: "I saw it, are there any questions?"

Zhou Cheng smiled mysteriously: "I'll tell you a secret, all those rags on my master's body are treasures. My Daoyan Sword was once one of them, used to kill dogs for his old man."

"That scroll was carried on my master's back before. Although I don't know what it does yet, it must be very useful. Find a way to trick it into your hands. It will definitely be of great use in the future."

Sun Jiuyang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhou Cheng nodded: "Of course, I won't scare you if I tell you. Those innate gourds are probably the worst treasures in my master's possession."

Although the Xiantian Gourd does have magical effects, it seems to be much worse than the Daoyan Sword.

Sun Jiuyang clapped his hands: "His uncle, your old man is more powerful than the pavilion master."

"Of course, it doesn't matter who the old man is from!" Zhou Cheng said with a proud smile, and then ran inside in a hurry.

I used to think that the sloppy master was unreliable. But now I think he is more reliable than anyone else. Now that he has appeared here, it should be no problem to pick the sunfire spirit fruit and the osmanthus jade tree heart.

As soon as he walked into the main hall, Zhou Cheng was also stunned by this seamless picture of the stars in the sky.

This hall itself is probably an indescribable magic weapon. The slowly flowing star trails contain an indescribable Taoist charm, which is extremely sacred. If you can practice here, it will probably be of great help.

Ah Xuan pulled the little banshee named Feng Lixi and was doing something unknown in the corner. The sloppy master was sitting on the ground, drinking some wine and biting beef.

That look was indescribably vulgar. Even though he was his master, Zhou Cheng felt that he was out of place here.

In front of the sloppy old man was a beautiful woman who looked graceful and generous, but with a touch of sadness on her face.

"Master!" Zhou Cheng ran over without paying attention to his appearance. Anyway, with his old man here, no matter what he did, he would not be more rude than him.

"Hey, I'm awake!" The sloppy old man picked up a piece of oily beef and said, "Would you like a piece?"

Well, let's forget it. Zhou Cheng asked hurriedly: "I'm going to the Sun Star and the Lunar Star. Is there any way?"

"Of course!" The sloppy old man pointed at the woman in front of him: "This is Doumu Yuanjun, you can ask her about everything in the world."

It turned out that this woman was Doumu Yuanjun. Zhou Cheng hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Junior Zhou Cheng, I have met senior Doumu Yuanjun."

Doumu Yuanjun smiled slightly: "You don't need to be polite. I can indeed go to Sun Star and Taiyin Star here, but the Sun Fire and Taiyin Qi there are not even able to bear by the Immortal King. You have to think carefully.

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Zhou Cheng took a breath: "Junior has already thought about it."

Then he looked at the sloppy old man and said with a flattering smile: "Master, you must have something, please help me!"

The sloppy old man ate the meat and meat cleanly in three licks, and then put his fingers in his mouth to suck them in. The snapping sound was really pleasing to the eye, and it amazed Zhou Cheng. The old man could still let go.

ah.

After some sucking, the sloppy old man said with unfinished content: "That's right. The sauce beef you make is really unparalleled in the world. If you grab a man's stomach, you can grab a man's heart. When he comes back, he won't be able to escape."

It’s in the palm of your hand.”

After hearing this compliment, Doumu Yuanjun's face darkened: "His favorite thing to eat is lotus seed cake, but I can't make it."

"I'll go find someone who knows how to do it. I'll just catch him and teach you." The sloppy old man chuckled.

Doumu Yuanjun shook his head: "No need, I can't taste her."

He didn't know what the two people were talking about. Zhou Cheng was a little confused when he heard it, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master, help me." He looked pitiful.

The sloppy old man nodded: "Of course I will help you. If I don't help you, who else will help you?"

Zhou Cheng was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, master."

"You come with me."

As the sloppy old man spoke, he began to look left and right in the entire hall, as if he was looking for something.

After a moment, he pointed at a spot on the star chart and said, "This is it."

As soon as I pointed, countless stars appeared there, and a moment later a radiant door appeared, as tall as one person.

"Go in! Inside is the Sun Star." The sloppy old man grabbed Zhou Cheng and pushed him inside.

Sun Star, Zhou Cheng was stunned, and hurriedly said: "How can I resist the real sun fire?"

"You will know if you try it yourself."

"Didn't you say you were going to help me?"

"Didn't I open the door for you?"

"master……"

As soon as Zhou Cheng made a pitiful gesture, the sloppy old man kicked him in: "Come in, why are you so verbose?"

"You stinky old man! Ah!"

With a scream, a group of black things flew out from the light door, and Zhou Cheng's figure had disappeared. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!