No one would have thought that Emperor Nian, who was caught in a mortal situation, would have a glimmer of life.

After all, Li Shaoyang's blood is calm, and his thoughts are lucky, causing Wan Nian to surrender, and if it is the situation, the emperor will definitely die.

But what can I do, the dragon has a sword and a sword, and there will eventually be a thought that will not die, and the scholar's blood and corpse can be blurred into reality.

Next to the pit of stained blood, a handsome scholar had a smile on his face. He wears a square scarf on his head and cloth shoes on his feet. But these images are incompatible with the fierce aura that emanates from him.

But even if he was indifferent, he couldn't help but smile. Strictly speaking, he is the real person now.

Looking down at his delicate and delicate hand, the scholar tentatively touched the soil on the ground, as if full of curiosity about the world.

Lifting his feet forward, his steps were so staggering. But it won't be long before he'll be able to use this body normally.

These are the most basic survival skills for all beings who are born as human beings. And for Emperor Nian, who has just awakened, everything in this world needs him to know.

Squatting lightly on the ground, through the image of the blood pit, Emperor Nian saw his cold face for the first time.

"It's good to be a man!" was the first thing he said to himself.

"But the emperor still needs a name now, let's call it Cen Yixin" I don't know if it was influenced by scholars, at this time, Emperor Nian didn't have the previous irritability, and unconsciously had a little more beauty.

"I, Cen Yixin, will walk the world in the future, and I will surpass you after all"

He will not forget that on the side of the blood-stained pit today, there is one less incarnation named Nian Huang in the world, and one more person named Cen Yixin.

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Cen Yixin went away to the sunset. The figure fell into a blur, and eventually dissolved into a part of the sunset and disappeared.

Maybe one day in the future, there will be a mountain in this world to shock the sky. This mountain is Cen Yixin, and this day is Tang Tian......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed since the last battle of luck. Li Shaoyang's life in the small fishing village fell into a short period of peace, and it was more of Lao Li's miserable cultivation methods.

Two cabins again, and a small hill again. In such a harmonious environment, Li Shaoyang's 'pig cry' suddenly came, which was so 'pleasant'.

"Grandpa, you see that I have not made much progress, but it took half a month to consolidate the foundation, and all the limbs and bones have been reached" At the top of the hills, Li Shaoyang is telling his 'great achievements'.

"Yes, yes, grandpa will reward you for eating a perfect tonic soup at night" Li Huacheng didn't embarrass him. bluntly said that he ate a perfect tonic soup at night.

"Lao Li, I'm relieved to have your words," Li Shaoyang suddenly cheered after receiving an affirmative answer.

You must know how many childhoods Li Huacheng's perfect tonic soup has fascinated him.

"Call Lao Li, no big or small, call grandpa" Lao Li pretended to be angry, after all, it felt weird for his grandson to call himself Lao Li. In addition, Lao Li felt that he was very young, but he was only eighteen years old and had endless years.

When people get older, they don't have self-knowledge.

"Cultivate well, maybe one day grandpa will hang up, grandpa is just a chaotic realm, he can only live for two hundred years, and he still wants to see you become a hero" Lao Li said to Li Shaoyang sadly. It's as if you're going to grave yourself tomorrow.

"Lao Li, don't be joking, your nickname is old and immortal, and I know that you are not simple, don't lie to me" Li Shaoyang once again exposed his shortcomings.

"I#......" Lao Li couldn't help but burst out, and gave Li Shaoyang a brain meltdown, with Li Shaoyang's ability now, he couldn't hide.

Jiang is still old and spicy, your grandfather will always be your grandfather, and the ancients will not deceive me...... At this time, Li Shaoyang used all the words he could use.

"Okay, I'll cultivate hard and strive to dominate the world before you enter the earth," Li Shaoyang muttered quietly.

"Hmm......" Lao Li nodded, very satisfied. He probably didn't hear the word 'into the ground', otherwise he probably had to go away again with his temper.

"I'm in a good mood today, old man, I'll teach you a trick," Lao Li said to Li Shaoyang proudly.

You must know that he was against teaching Li Shaoyang combat skills before, but now he has taken the initiative, it is hard to imagine how good his mood is when he says 'good mood'.

"Really, you're finally willing to teach me combat skills, you don't know how helpless I was when I fought with only my fists before" Li Shaoyang got cheap and sold well.

It means that all the combat skills have been given, do you want to see me beat people with my fists?

"Yes, I can't always let you go into battle with your bare hands, and I have to give you a set of weapons to take advantage of" Speaking of this, Lao Li smiled unkindly. The smile is intriguing......

"Let's learn combat skills first, as for the weapon, I'll leave you a little suspense" Lao Li deliberately bought a pass.

"Okay, let's learn combat skills first, don't let me down" Li Shaoyang's mood was obviously not very high, but he still agreed with Lao Li's opinion. After all, he is still just a gnawing old man now, and he can't be self-reliant.

"The combat technique we are going to learn today is called burial, which means the death of the ancients and the burial of future generations...... It is a forbidden school in the vein of our heroes. After fully comprehending it, the effect is very optimistic," Lao Li explained the combat skills he taught today.

"Funeral, why is it so like a funeral, our heroic ancestors will not be trading in the dead. One moment grave, one moment mourning, one moment burial, listening to the strange infiltration of people" Li Shaoyang put forward his thoughts in the depths of his soul.

I have to say, this question really hits the soul!

"I#...... Fuck your uncle" Lao Li doesn't remember how many times he has burst out, this grandson is more talented than Yu.

"When I say it's a funeral, he's going to call it a funeral, don't ask too much. Lao Li said and gave Li Shaoyang a brain meltdown. This is really annoying, Lao Li will not tell him that this trick was created by himself, after all, people cannot contradict themselves.

Li Shaoyang closed himself, squatting on the ground with his head covered and drawing circles, saying all kinds of 'curses' in his mouth. If these curses turned out to be true, Li Huacheng would die even if he was old and immortal.

"Learning makes me happy...... After being a demon, Li Shaoyang looked like "I am a good boy" and was about to learn combat skills from Lao Li.

This kid is really good......

"The burial is based on the Three Graves Sutra, and uses the power of the Three Tombs to launch a forbidden blow. Invincible ...... of the same level" Li Huacheng profoundly explained the principle of burial.

"Next, grandpa will show you, let's go down first, grandpa will use this small hill to demonstrate to you" Lao Li was very confident, and swore that he patted his rotten body like a person.

However, Li Shaoyang believes in his grandfather very much, and he can vaguely guess that Lao Li's identity is not simple.

This time it's going to be an eye-opener! Xiao Li Zi was so excited, to be honest, he didn't know anything about Li Huacheng's true strength.

Soon Lao Li and Xiao Li Zi walked to the door of their house, and the small hill in front of them was not big, but it was not small, it was an ordinary hill, about 100 zhang high.

"Grandpa, are you serious?" Xiao Lizi looked at the very tall hills in front of him, a little unconvinced.

"Believe in Lao Li, get eternal life" Lao Li's current performance is very unreliable.

"Boy, look at it, don't insult this taboo in the future" Lao Li's voice suddenly became louder and louder, and it seemed that all directions had become his own world, obviously Lao Li was standing beside him, but his voice was very ethereal.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Li Shaoyang would definitely think that his cheap grandfather was pretending to be a ghost again.

"Li Shaoyang, the last orthodox successor of the heroic lineage, strictly obeys the teachings," Li Shaoyang made an ancestral gift to Lao Li. He knew that Li Huacheng was not his grandfather at this time, he was teaching himself on behalf of his 'heroic lineage'.

"Hmm," Lao Li nodded with satisfaction.

"Funeral!" Lao Li beside Li Shaoyang yelled, and Xiao Li Zi looked back, and Lao Li next to him was gone.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the sky, it was our Lao Li.

At this time, Lao Li is no longer the old man who is in his old age. Dressed in sackcloth, the beard is better than the snow. He stood against the wind and stiffened his stiff back.

Lao Li silently operated the Three Tombs Sutra, and behind him was a blood-red tomb comparable to the small hill in front of him. It appeared very clearly in front of Li Shaoyang's eyes, and this big tomb and Lao Li were like one.

"Strange, isn't it the Three Grave Sutra? Why does Grandpa only have one grave? And my grave is earthy yellow, how can his grave be blood-colored?" Li Shaoyang muttered quietly.

When the big tomb behind Li Huacheng appeared, Li Shaoyang found many suspicious things.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't care too much, after all, he always remembered the sentence 'Jiang is still old and spicy, and your grandfather is still your grandfather.' ’

At the other end of the fishing village, the bodies of Yu Yu and Changsheng, who were sleeping, suddenly went out of control, and a blood-colored tomb appeared behind them.

"What is this old thing doing......? Destroy our little fishing village?" Changsheng was a little indignant.

Just in an instant, the two of them suppressed the movement of their bodies for the first time.

After all, with the strength of the two of them, there is generally no need for three graves. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Let's go, go and see what the old thing is doing" The young man-like Changsheng called his titular father - Yu, let's go to see Lao Li, after all, this is a play, a play specially for Li Shaoyang, and it can't be revealed yet.

Under the small hill in the east of the village, the blood-colored tomb behind Li Huacheng rises and falls, and the dark clouds cover the top of the sky, and the heaven and earth do not exist.

There was a thunderstorm hidden in the dark clouds, and the purple-gold arc clicked.

"Is this a change caused by the forbidden school funeral or a change caused by grandpa?" Li Shaoyang looked at all this dumbfounded.

"How many bad things this old immortal has usually done, look at the lightning strike now!" Yu Yu's voice sounded from behind Li Shaoyang, and what he said was as incisive as ever.

"Uncle Yu, this is not a bad thing, grandpa is going to teach me a combat skill today, called burial" After listening to Yu's words, Li Shaoyang hurriedly explained. After all, Li Huacheng is still his grandfather, and he can't always be a black family.

"It's amazing, but it's a pity that I'm not suitable for cultivation. You have to study hard," After listening to Li Shaoyang's explanation, the weak young man Changsheng said something intriguing to Li Shaoyang with a look of envy.

The meaning of the first half of the words seems to be that he has known about the existence of the burial for a long time, and the second half of the 'unable to cultivate' is pure nonsense.

"Brother Changsheng, I will practice hard to become a hero, and I will protect you in the future. Li Shaoyang patted his chest and said to Changsheng with a serious face.

But who knows the bitterness in Changsheng's heart, the trio is obviously one person, but Lao Li is a grandfather, and Yu is an uncle, and when he comes to himself, he will become an elder brother.

.........

Wretched......

"Don't get distracted, keep an eye on it. Yu whispered to Li Shaoyang to remind.

Li Shaoyang looked at Lao Li in the sky seriously, and after the arrival of the two, the thunder had dissipated for some reason.

Li Huacheng was in stark contrast to the size of the hills in front of him.

"Funeral!" Another funeral, in the blood-colored tomb behind Li Huacheng, the ancient sacrificial sound sounded, as if hundreds of millions of living beings were crying, and there were big people who stood up to the sky and died in the heaven and earth. The grand voice was full of mourning.

This is the death of all living beings, and it is the death of civilization.

In the sound of the sacrifice, the blood-colored tomb burst out with endless blood light. A majestic figure stood on the grave. A finger points out a thousand rays of light and hits the hills.

Silently, the hills turned into powder, and there was an extra plateau in front of the cabin.

And the figure on the grave also fell down, burying the enemy and finally himself.

This is the true meaning of the funeral, and it is also a portrayal of Li Huacheng's life......