Supreme Immortal Demon

"The messenger of the netherworld monitors yin and yang, takes away the life span, descends to the nine netherworlds, and ascends to the nine heavens."

"Most of the monks who know about the Nether Messenger believe that the Nether Messenger is born in response to the way of heaven. They themselves are the spokespersons of the way of heaven in the practice world. Only then can they monitor the two realms of yin and yang and judge the longevity of monks privately."

"But if this is really the case, wouldn't this world of heaven and earth have already become the domain of the Nether Messenger?"

Luo Chuan stopped.

Feng Lingdao passed the message into the secret, obviously not wanting anyone except Luo Chuan to know the secret.

"That year, Feng went to the Immortal Burial Abyss to participate in the trial. He originally had a chance to become the Nether Messenger, but in the end he was not as good as your father and was eliminated. The so-called Nether Messenger monitors yin and yang, robs the life span, descends to the Nine Netherworlds, and ascends to the Nine Heavens. ...It’s just because the descendants of their lineage have practiced a rare and miraculous skill.”

"At the beginning of the cultivation of that miraculous skill, the power is very weak and the progress is very slow. It requires more than ordinary people's patience, tastes loneliness and suffering, hides away from the world, and travels to the Nine Netherlands."

"In addition, we must constantly seize the monk's longevity to serve as the source of his own cultivation."

"Maybe someone spread it secretly, or maybe it happened naturally. Over a long period of time, the current legend about the Nether Messenger has been formed."

"I don't know much about this. I only know that after the death of heaven and earth, although the lineage of Youyou messengers weakened and no one remained, it was not cut off. Your father, Luo Shiqi, did what he did at the wrong time. A wrong thing has been inherited by the Youyou lineage, and may be the only Youyou messenger in the Tiannan Region. "

A faint smile appeared on Feng Lingdao's pale face and he looked into the distance. His eyes were long and he didn't know what he was recalling.

"Master Feng Palace, have you finished speaking?"

Feng Lingdao withdrew his gaze and looked at Luo Chuan in surprise. He saw Luo Chuan laughing at himself: "That day in the Changsheng Palace, the Master of Feng Palace said that there were not so many bloody stories in the world, but today he made up my father's story. So ridiculous. I didn’t expect that Palace Master Feng was a master at making up stories.”

"Luo Chuan, why don't you believe it?" Feng Lingdao had a look of helplessness on his face, not knowing what to say.

"It's hard for Palace Master Feng to say so much. It's a pity. Luo is no longer a three-year-old child. A wandering person? Haha..." Luo Chuan smiled, took steps forward, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"Luo Chuan!" Feng Lingdao shouted, "Your father had his reasons for leaving you! I know that it's not that you don't believe it, but that you don't want to believe it!"

Luo Chuan's eyes showed impatience. About to teleport.

Above the sea. There is no wind and no waves, noisy.

In his peripheral vision, Luo Chuan saw shocked faces. The immortal monks of Dazhou all had their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

Feng Lingdao was the same, his eyes widened and staring straight ahead, but unlike everyone else, his face was full of excitement.

Luo Chuan's heartbeat quickened and he turned his head quickly.

In the middle of the sea in the palace, on the Kowloon Emperor's couch, the boy with a pale face and a dead body floated into the air at some point. A copper coin emerged from between his brows, which was exactly the fatal copper coin that Fengling Dao had sacrificed before.

A white light emerged from the copper coin and inserted into Ying Wujun's head not far away.

Ying Wujun only had one head left, lingering and half-dead. Without the support of life energy, he was like a fish out of water, with suffocating panic and pain etched on his face.

As the white light penetrated between his eyebrows, his fear and pain rose to the peak: "No! Don't take away my life! Please beg the immortal! Let me live! Let me be reincarnated! Ah..."

Bang!

Ying Wujun's head exploded, and his brain, skin, flesh, and blood flew everywhere, like a smashed watermelon.

The white light flew out of Ying Wujun's head and became fuller than before. Then it turned into strands and penetrated into Emperor Zhou's body continuously.

Little Emperor Zhou's body twitched and trembled, his blue lips trembled up and down, and his eyelids blinked rapidly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Something unbelievable happened. Little Emperor Zhou's pale face began to gain a rosy glow, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he could faintly breathe out under his nostrils.

Luo Chuan stared blankly at the copper coin. Even though he had experienced too many near-deaths over the years, his state of mind was far beyond that of monks at the same level. When he saw the copper coin, his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

The copper coin in front of him was one that Luo Chuan once owned, from his father, and it was much larger than this one. That copper coin had been hung around Luo Chuan's neck and had never been taken off, until that day, Lord Jiulong appeared...

Buzz!

In mid-air, Little Zhou Emperor suddenly moved.

He raised his head and opened his mouth, and a stream of cyan energy shot out from his mouth and shot straight into the sky.

As he slowly opened his eyes, the front of the Imperial Palace was boiling.

From Patriarch Guixu to the guards guarding the palace, everyone had tears in their eyes, crying and shouting to worship the awakened little Emperor Zhou.

There were also fast-thinking ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and Patriarch Guixu who turned to look at Luo Chuan with a mixture of respect and fear, with a hint of fawning.

They all saw what just happened.

The top ten people in Tiannan to be transformed into infants! The former imperial master of the Great Zhou Dynasty won Wujun! Just now, someone used a copper coin to take away his life! Transformed into the fate of Little Zhou Emperor!

The already dead little Emperor Zhou was resurrected by a copper coin!

If Palace Master Feng is right, the person who resurrected the little Zhou Emperor, the wandering messenger, is the biological father of Master Luo Chuanluo... Such a method can really seize the heaven and earth and turn the world around, it is amazing!

Luo Chuan stood on the sea, looking at the boy in front of him motionless, with a stunned look on his face.

Then he saw the Little Zhou Emperor looking at him, his eyes passing through him, looking at a place behind him, with a grateful look on his face, bending down and bowing to the end.

Luo Chuan's nose felt sour, his heart was beating wildly, and without thinking, he turned around quickly.

Behind him were only the rolling white waves, and on the other side of the white waves, the ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty bowed to the Little Zhou Emperor like a tsunami.

Luo Chuan's face showed an almost crazy look.

"Open the eye of heaven!"

Luo Chuan roared, pinched the seal with his hands, and pressed hard on the center of his eyebrows.

A piercing pain came. Luo Chuan was completely unaware.

In the middle of his eyebrows, the vertical eye opened.

Under the eye of heaven, yin and yang can be judged.

Luo Chuan opened his third eye, his eyes penetrated the waves of the sea of ​​​​guard palaces, crossed the land under the waves, and then swept across the Yinchuan under the land, and saw a dark and gray wilderness.

In the empty wilderness, in the gray mist, Luo Chuan saw a single-plank bridge and a monk who was about to cross the bridge.

As if sensing Luo Chuan's gaze, the lone monk paused. With his back to Luo Chuan, he stopped on the bridge.

Luo Chuan stared at the monk's back, his shoulders trembling, his fists clenched. His eyes were slightly red.

When he was six years old. The man on the single-plank bridge strung the copper coins. He put them on Luo Chuan and told him not to let the copper coins leave his body. After doing all this, the man left Baiyujing. There has been no news since then.

To this day, Luo Chuan can hardly remember his appearance.

Just when Luo Chuan had forgotten, the man appeared in front of Luo Chuan in a way that Luo Chuan could never have dreamed of.

It was just a pause for a moment, and the monk took a step and continued to move forward. He walked alone on the wooden bridge, his figure was bleak, his steps were firm, and he soon disappeared in the mist.

From beginning to end, he did not turn his head.

Luo Chuan was stunned, standing stupidly on the sea of ​​guard palaces, letting the waves wet his robes.

After a long while, Luo Chuan raised his head.

"You walk your single-plank bridge, and I walk my Yangguan Road. Is this what you mean? Good, good, good."

Luo Chuan laughed loudly and jumped up.

"Master Luo, wait! I have something to say!" The little Zhou emperor shouted behind him.

"Why, Your Majesty, do you want to get the gourd back? This master saved your Great Zhou bloodline! Rebuild your Great Zhou national destiny! That gourd is the reward!"

Luo Chuan laughed loudly, flew up with the wind, and flew towards the teleportation array in the distance, his eyes were unprecedentedly firm, decisive... and ruthless.

Today's ruthlessness is a farewell.

From now on, there will only be the way of cultivation and a few concerns in my heart. There will never be many people in the world who can enter my heart, Luo Chuan!

"Master Luo... Hey!" Little Zhoudi had a bitter face and stamped his feet anxiously: "Why are you running away! Envoy Luo asked me to pass on his message that people who wander in the underworld cannot get close to their loved ones, otherwise there will be endless troubles... When he breaks through the realm of true Dao, breaks the fate, and seizes the destiny, he will naturally meet. He will tell you everything..."

"Why did you run away! Someone come! Hurry up and catch Master Luo! No! Please come back!" Little Zhoudi was about to cry anxiously.

Streams of light rose from the front of the Emperor's Dao Palace, obeying the emperor's order and chasing Luo Chuan.

However, under the realm of true Dao, what kind of body skills can compare to teleportation?

Not long after, the Nascent Soul cultivators who went to chase Luo Chuan returned home, trembling and pleading guilty to Little Zhoudi, with a helpless look on their faces.

"The Youyou people... After the Great Silence, the Youyou messengers have been extinct in Tianchen Continent, and only a few domains still have the legend of the Youyou messengers. With a rising Youyou messenger as a trump card backer, I, as an ally, am really full of surprises, and my future is immeasurable."

On a hundred-foot palace building in the Great Zhou Imperial City, a beautiful woman looked into the distance.

Behind her, the maid in green smiled sweetly: "Sister is not inferior to Luo Chuan. After sister came back, Xiaoqing felt that sister's breath was more refined."

"I was robbed and almost died in the Holy Buddha Realm. Fortunately, I survived the disaster and further tempered the Holy Crystal Blood of the Extreme Cold Dragon." Su Yuchen said lightly: "Xiaoqing, you have to hurry up too."

"Xiaoqing will work hard to practice."

"Yes." Su Yuchen raised his head, the long wind blew up the snow-white Taoist robe, the black hair flew, revealing the seductive jade neck: "Xiaoqing."

"What do you want, princess?"

"This trip of mine has caused too many causes and effects, and these causes and effects will have to be repaid one day. If one day, I rebel against the ancient snake lineage, go to the nine heavens, kill the emperor and kill the Buddha. You, are you willing to follow me?"

"Of course. You are my sister!"

"Haha, what a silly little green snake."

Standing behind Su Yuchen, Xiaoqing giggled, but her eyes gradually became cold, with a hint of playfulness.

Am I stupid... Haha, sister, you may not know that I have woken up. It was you who was played around by Luo Chuan. You probably never thought that Zhou Zhihao, whom you hated so much, would be another incarnation of your good ally Luo Chuan.

With his back to Xiaoqing, Su Yuchen looked into the distance calmly, as if he could not feel the changes of the girl behind him.

Xiaoqing, since you have recovered your spiritual wisdom, why don't you tell me what you are hiding... It just so happens that I have been bored for too long. If you want to play, then let's have a good time. (To be continued...)