The old man walked to the angler's side step by step, he held his hands, his mind was a little heavy, he opened his mouth and said: "I promised to find him for you, how can I break my trust, he has a peculiar numerology, he can't deduce it before the age of fifteen, only deduce that he will go to Spring Mountain when he is fifteen years old, you have waited here for three years, and I have waited on Spring Mountain for three years." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The old angler lowered his head again, and his hands full of years of wrinkles were about to lose control of the bamboo pole, and at some point, he shed tears, tears poured down, and he muttered, "Spring Mountain, Spring Mountain......" seemed to fall into memory.

"How is he? Do you know his background? The old angler kept his composure, and although his hands were trembling, he still held the bamboo pole tightly.

Tian Yuan looked at the thick immortal mist in the Floating Spirit Immortal River and said: "He is very good, he has been my personal disciple, Shinto double cultivation, and entered the inner gate of Spring Mountain, he has never said his life experience, and his numerology cannot be deduced before the age of fifteen." ”

The angler was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Are you really sure it's him?" ”

Tian Yuan didn't respond to this question, but said, "His name is Canghuang." ”

The angler was full of tears, although there were tears, but in those disappointed eyes, they were full of hope at this time, "Canghuang...... Canghuang ...... The bloodline of my Cang family, that's right, that's right, the sky doesn't live up to me. He waited here for three years with a bamboo pole, and every moment seemed to be on fire, and when he heard the name, he wept and chewed on those two words.

"I've done what I promised you, should you keep what you promised me?" Tian Yuan looked at the figure of the old man and said, it turned out that all this was just a transaction, but Tian Yuan needed this transaction very much.

At this moment, the fluttering cyan spirit line on the bamboo pole trembled suddenly, thousands of miles away, in the fairy river, on the other side of the bamboo pole, a silver creature was tightly wound by the spirit line, it rolled in the thick clouds, and there was no end to it, only the huge silver scale body loomed.

"Roar~" roared, and thousands of huge waves rolled up in the fairy river.

The old man who was fishing held the rod in one hand, and he finally stood up, his posture was not rickety, he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, like a farmer from a neighboring village, he looked at Tian Yuan and asked, "Can you help me deduce it again?" ”

Tian Yuan's cloudy eyes seemed to be burning with candles, extremely bright, and he said sternly: "I have deduced it for you once, and I have broken the door rules of my Shenliu Palace." ”

The old angler turned his head, looked at the bamboo pole and asked, "Shenliu Palace?" Where else is there a Shenliu Palace in this world? ”

Tian Yuan snorted coldly, "I'm here, the Shenliu Palace is here, not to mention that Canghuang is also my Tianyuan's disciple now, a disciple of the Shenliu Palace." ”

The old man pulled the bamboo pole, and the creature in the floating fairy river rolled up the fairy mist, "Your rebel is now in a high position, and it is difficult to kill him." ”

Tian Yuan rolled up his sleeves, his old face was extremely serious, "It's rare to hear you say it's difficult, I'm a little proud, but if this person is not removed, I won't be blind." ”

A chill emanated from the old man's body, and it was very cold, "It's difficult, and it's not impossible to kill." ”

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In the Shengyuan Heavenly Dynasty, Canghuang heard Musashi say that the human race killed the ancestors that shocked the past and the present, and said secretly: "I am afraid that this ancestor killing merit is compared to the eighteen living Buddhas, and the name of killing ancestors has even overshadowed the Holy Yang Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty." ”

At this moment, the sound transmission stone on Musashi's waist flashed a few silver lights, and after a while, Musashi stood up abruptly and said to Canghuang: "Little brother Canghuang, you are waiting for us here, I have something to do with my junior brother." ”

Canghuang nodded and replied: "Brother Musashi has something to go, I saw a cave on top of this mountain before, so I went there to stabilize the realm." ”

After Musashi confessed, he jumped onto the body of the white tiger and walked away with the dry clouds.

Canghuang entered the Xuandong, the water and cold qi in the Xuandong was very strong, a little narrow, but it did not hinder his cultivation, Canghuang first took out a few yuan stones from the Qiankun bag, held them in his hand, and the Great Yan Dao Recipe operated in Canghuang's body, and the surrounding elements of heaven and earth converged, and the yuan qi condensed in the yuan stone also began to slowly merge into Canghuang's body.

Five hours later, the phoenix opened his eyes, the true yuan cyclone in the sea of law has become more huge and thick, but the creation of the immortal root is still very weak, the phoenix is the first living creature in this world to comprehend the beginning of the Great Yan Dao, a seed is born from the creation of heaven and earth, but it has to rely on its own growth, an immortal root absorbs the power of the true element to strengthen his body, but the creation of the immortal root is not only this, but also can devour the immortal roots of others, and even the spiritual roots naturally formed in the heaven and earth.

After stabilizing the realm, Canghuang saw that the two of Musashi were still in the future, so he took out the red stone from the Qiankun bag, this red stone was like a drop of Ning'er's blood, held in his hand, and the warm power in the red stone came again, so real.

The spirit god of the phoenix felt the magnificent energy in the red stone again, and he studied it carefully, and the red stone rose like a fire in the spirit of the phoenix, which was covered with fine blood threads, which was a kind of blood, but the phoenix could not be sure what kind of creature this blood came from.

This bloodstone is useless to others, but to a cultivator like Canghuang, it is useless, so he is willing to take it into his pocket.

The Canghuang Spirit God wrapped the bloodstone, and the spirit god dispersed to the extreme, and began to slowly extract the remaining essence blood from the bloodstone.

Time flies, the canghuang is ripe, and the extraction is very fast, which is no different from the impurities in the extraction of the stone.

The color of this redstone gradually began to turn gray, and on the side of the redstone, the phoenix was wrapped in the essence blood extracted from the redstone, and it was pitiful.

More than a dozen hours later, the red stone turned into a gray rock, which fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered from the middle.

In front of the phoenix, there was a drop of essence blood the size of a thumb, and there was a little golden light in the scarlet, which was even more conspicuous in the dark cave.

When these essence blood condensed together, Canghuang felt that the essence blood was full of domineering energy, which was extremely hot, and in the spirit god, this drop of essence blood was like a fire in the night.

"What kind of blood is this?" Canghuang looked at it with the naked eye and asked alone.

"No matter what kind of essence blood it is, it can always refresh the essence in my body after it is fused with my essence and blood." Canghuang thought to himself.

So the spirit god of the phoenix wrapped this drop of essence blood and swallowed it into his mouth.

This essence blood was not in the mouth, and after a while, a warm breath rose from under the abdomen of the canghuang, and then this breath became more and more domineering, and the blood of the canghuang not only did not reject, but absorbed the energy in the essence blood.

"Ah~" Canghuang groaned, and the blood in his body began to boil again, eating this stream of essence blood like a hungry beast.

Then, Canghuang's mind was forcibly stuffed with countless ancient memories, which were like the inheritance imprint of an ancient being.

The phoenix trembled as if he had lost his mind, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and countless images flashed in his mind, each of which contained a powerful creature that moved mountains with its golden arms and fought the dragon above the void with its golden arms, an extremely powerful brute beast.

This ancient memory is extremely complicated, and it came into Canghuang's mind in a short instant, Canghuang is completely unable to digest it in a short period of time, but the inheritance imprint in that drop of essence blood is incomplete, and it is really the tip of the iceberg compared to the complete inheritance imprint.

Canghuang's arms began to swell slightly, and faint golden lines appeared in them, although thin, but the gold was extremely clear.

Canghuang's arms tightened, and an extremely terrifying force condensed in his arms.

"Ah~" Canghuang wanted to suppress the terrifying power in his arms, but he roared in a low voice again, the huge power in his arms had nowhere to vent, it was really painful, although his voice was low, but it was extremely powerful, and it came from the cave into the mountain.

Canghuang stood up, waved his arms, "boom~" His fist smashed into the rocks, and the cave trembled, shattering a large area of rocks.

Suddenly, a voice came from the entrance of the cave, "I've been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to hide in this cave." ”

In the depths of the dark cave, there were golden lines on the arms of the phoenix, which were extremely conspicuous, and the people who came looked at them and frowned: "What kind of monster are you?" ”