The beginning of the prehistoric stewed the Kunpeng demon master

Lin Xuan and Dabai fell from the sky and felt dizzy for a moment.

Hundreds of meters in the air, I'm not dead!

Lin Xuan was so excited that he suddenly felt that he was really the son of destiny. He fell from such a high place and did not die.

Miracle! Absolutely a miracle!

No, why is it so soft?

It’s so fluffy, so weird!

Lin Xuan reached under his butt and touched it, feeling extremely curious.

"Woof woof..."

Under the buttocks, there was a pitiful barking of a dog.

"Ah! Baymax!"

Lin Xuan stood up in a hurry and found that the reason why he was fine was because Dabai made a meat pad for himself.

"Woof woof!"

Dabai stood up with a look of grievance on his face.

However, the person who used him as a meat mat was Lin Xuan.

Dabai was helpless.

If it were anyone else, haha, even Daoist Hongjun, Dabai would have been swallowed alive.

Is it tolerable or not?

After all, Lin Xuan still had a strong relationship with Dabai. He was extremely anxious and regretful, and squatted down to check Dabai's body.

The hundreds of kilograms of my own flesh, coupled with the acceleration of a hundred meters altitude, and finally the blessing of Newton's gravity.

Not to mention a local dog, even a tiger has become a meat pie now.

"Huh? It's okay?"

"Babai, I have to say, your skin is really thick! You are actually unscathed. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that I have discovered a new skill of yours! From now on, you and I will never leave each other when flying with swords!"

After Lin Xuan checked it, he immediately felt relieved.

Dabai didn’t know what kind of native dog he was, but he didn’t suffer any injuries.

No wonder the old people in the village in the past life often said that local dogs are cheap, but they can endure hardships.

Flying with a sword is too dangerous!

Well, I have to practice in the future, and I have to bring Dabai with me.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, feeling proud of his wisdom.

Dabai almost fainted with anger! You are truly my biological master!

They all say that I am a local dog, but why do I think you are a dog among dogs?

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at the tall city wall in the distance.

The three words "Chentangguan" are written on it.

"Chentangguan? Isn't the commander-in-chief of the gate here Li Jing, the king of the pagoda?"

"Counting the days, Nezha should be born too! It's not good! I wonder if Nezha killed the third prince Ao Bing! Otherwise, this Chentangguan is a place of right and wrong! Nezha suffered this disaster,

So the father and son turned against each other, and all the twists and turns started from there!"

When Lin Xuan saw the words Chentangguan, his thoughts kept turning and he couldn't help but tremble.

Chentangguan was originally a border fortress with fierce folk customs.

If Nezha kills Ao Bing, the third prince of the Long Dynasty, the dragon kings of the four seas will rain, and the people will not be able to survive, and Chentangguan will be flooded.

If Lin Xuan were in such a chaotic place, I'm afraid something bad would happen.

Lin Xuan's face was gloomy, he was deep in thought, and said to himself:

"No, I have to find a way to go back!"

Dabai stayed beside Lin Xuan and heard Lin Xuan muttering to himself, but he never heard Lin Xuan's inner monologue.

Dabai was shocked all over!

There was admiration in a pair of dog eyes.

I see!

The master is indeed as powerful as the sea and unpredictable!

Although he lives in seclusion in Meishan, he still knows everything about things in the mortal world.

It looks like he is flying with a sword, but in fact, he knows Chentangguan very well. This visit seems to be a coincidence, but it actually hides a mystery.

Dabai nodded. Although he had been with Lin Xuan for ten years, Dabai was still elusive about Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan said nothing and planned to turn around and leave.

However, they discovered that a group of people, with hurried expressions, were heading away from Chentangguan.

Although Chentangguan is a fortress, the city walls are high.

But it is a borderland after all, and it is far less prosperous than Chaoge.

Therefore, outside Chentangguan, there is nothing but a vast forest.

The group of people coming from a distance consisted of five people.

Two teenagers, one child who looked to be about six years old, and finally followed by a strong man and a beautiful woman.

As luck would have it, when Lin Xuan was about to leave, these five people happened to meet Lin Xuan not far away.

These five people are none other than the five members of Li Jing's family.

The two young men are Jin Zha and Mu Zha.

The child is naturally the famous Lotus Third Prince Nezha.

The strong man is naturally Li Jing, and the beautiful woman is Mrs. Yin.

A family of five, neat and tidy, but obviously disguised. Although these five people have distinguished status, at this moment, they are like ordinary people, wearing linen clothes.

Lin Xuan looked at the words Chentangguan in the distance, and was muttering about "Nezha killed Long San, and the Dragon King flooded Chentangguan."

Lin Xuan was just immersed in the shock and fear in his heart, so he spoke to himself.

But who is Li Jing?

He attained enlightenment in the Kunlun Mountains in his early years, and now he has become a mortal immortal, an earthly immortal.

His cultivation has reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

With sharp ears and eyesight, one can clearly hear the sound of mosquitoes a hundred meters away.

Naturally, I also heard Lin Xuan's mumbling.

Li Jing was struck by lightning and couldn't help but stop. He looked at Lin Xuan with a look of shock on his face.

How does this person... know about my Chentangguan catastrophe?

No, looking at this person, his breath is ordinary, he is just a mortal.

At most, he is just a Qi practitioner.

This kind of person, in terms of strength, is not ranked high even among the descendants of my Li family.

But why understand the reason?

Moreover, he said that the Dragon King's intimidation was the beginning of the antagonism between Nezha and his son.

Did you say these words to me on purpose?

Li Jing felt confused for a moment.

A mortal, a native dog, suddenly appeared outside Chentangguan, and Li Jing felt something unusual.

"Dad! If the kid doesn't leave, the kid will have to fight the enemy for 300 rounds!"

"What's more, dad, how can you bear to leave the people of Chentangguan behind when we leave?"

Nezha pouted his mouth, tears sparkling in his eyes.

"Shut up, dad will place you in the Kunlun Mountains with my master Du'e, and you will come back naturally. In any case, I hold an important position, and I must live and die with Chentangguan!"

Li Jing scolded Nezha, but his eyes never left Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan watched the five people approaching him and heard the words of Li Jing and Nezha, and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

Abandon the people of Chentangguan?

I understand!

This big man at the head must be the general of Chentangguan, and Chentangguan must be robbed now.

The general planned to leave Chentangguan with his family.

However, his duty is to return to Chentangguan and live and die with the people.

"No! I have to go!"

Lin Xuan made up his mind that things were not going well, so he would just wait and see.

Throwing the Qingping Sword into the air, he pinched the sword in his hand, trying to use the sword control technique.

"rise!"

Seeing that there were outsiders present, Lin Xuan pretended to be calm and acted like a master.

His hands were constantly dancing, and his sword skills were flying.

"Whoosh!"

The Qingping sword was firmly inserted into the ground. Instead of taking off, it landed on the ground.

The swaying sword body resembles it and its final stubbornness.

Lin Xuan's face turned red.

That shaking sword, is it mocking me?

The five members of the Li family were stunned.

The art of sword control? Please, let alone Li Jing, even Jin Zha and Mu Zha can do it.

If the five people hadn't fled at this moment, for fear of exposing their traces, the five members of the Li family would have fled long ago.

There was no trace of ridicule on Li Jing's face.

Instead, his eyes were fixed on the sword stuck on the ground.

"Qingping Sword!"

There was a roar in Li Jing's mind.