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The morning light is dawning, the autumn breeze is slow, and the rolling sky is bleak, entering thousands of households.

The backyard of Sun's Mansion is quiet and elegant, the old trees with yellowed branches and leaves make a 'whoosh' sound under the autumn wind, and the small fish in the fish pond probe, spitting bubbles.

A fair-skinned and cute little guy like a porcelain doll, walking around the courtyard, sometimes punching and kicking, sometimes showing joy, sometimes frowning.

Not far away, a burly giant who was as tall as a big tree was squatting and looking at this porcelain doll-like delicate little guy with curiosity.

He was curious.

Because, the fist-sized golden-winged roc was swaying around the little guy at this time.

It was the first time he had seen this little bit so close to an outsider except for the master and himself.

"Whew!"

Soon after the activity continued, the little one stopped, and although he was a little panting, his eyes were bright:

"Is this the 'fairy world'?"

He muttered to himself.

This heaven and earth were filled with an abundance of spiritual power that amazed him, although he could not shake or absorb it, but such an spiritual opportunity, what could be conceived, was too amazing.

Such a world is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy world.

"Heavenly Demon Pavilion ......"

An Qisheng reclined on the rocking chair, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he was looking at the sky in the distance, and his heart was thinking about the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

If there is really a big demon peeping into the sky and the earth in the starry sky, intending to attack all those who have been promoted to heaven, then he will have to think about it.

In today's world, the Great Emperor Extreme Continent, I am afraid that no one is closer to that threshold than him.

First of all, he must encounter the starlight arrow from the sky.

"Ann..... Teacher. ”

Sun En, who was also like a porcelain doll, turned around and called: "You say, this bird is the old Yan senior?" ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a fist-sized golden-winged roc landed on his hand.

"Half of it."

Anqisheng came back to his senses and glanced at the chicks.

Yan Maniac is dead, and there is no reincarnation in this world, he has pursued the soul of a person who has just died, and has not found any reincarnation at all.

Although this little chick has the possibility of restraining Yan Mania and leaving traces of this world, it is only possible.

If you want to bring the dead back to life, I'm afraid that it will fall on the providence of this realm.

"So really?"

Sun En was stunned and a little distracted.

His expression was a little weird, he never thought that he could be like this, and he was a little lucky in his heart, he was still a human being.

But he didn't know that if it weren't for An Qisheng, the moment he was born, he would have been strangled to death by his biological mother in this life.

The Ascended will not receive much preferential treatment in this realm.

Heaven and earth, how can they care about the life and death of a human being?

"This world is in the midst of great changes, and the future will be confused, and you will come at this time, whether it is good or bad, it is not good to say."

Ankisheng straightened up and beckoned, and the chick fluttered its wings and landed in the palm of his hand.

He has Bai Yujing, two markets in the City of Extinguishing Love, and has Dongtian as his back, and has a lot of resources, and the bloodline of this golden-winged Dapeng has grown rapidly.

It's a pity that the Golden-winged Roc has taken longer to grow.

"This is the gate of heaven that has been pursued by martial arts people for generations but cannot be obtained, and being able to get here is creation, what is the future, but the future is to be said!"

Sun En heard the meaning of An Qisheng's words, but he didn't care too much, just smiled:

"People live for a lifetime, the grass and trees for an autumn, and what they do is not to get what they want! I have fulfilled my wishes, and I don't care about them! “

After more than 200 years of training, Sun En's state of mind is open-minded, and he has long since lost the bitterness and hatred he once had.

Repay the teacher's kindness, repay the great revenge, glorify the master, inherit the dragon bird gate, open the gate of heaven, see Grandpa An, and all his wishes will come true.

Even if he died at this time, he didn't think he had anything to care about.

Even so, why not fear the difficulties ahead?

"You have this heart, but it is wonderful."

Anqisheng had a slight approval.

After two hundred years of tempering, Sun En's state of mind has been achieved, but this is much more important than cultivation and exercises.

"Thank you for your preaching."

Sun Engong bowed respectfully, and in the past three months, An Qisheng has told him about the nine realms and eleven steps of this realm from shallow to deep.

From the true form to the heavens, he only preached the Tao but not the Dharma, and let Sun En get what he needed from it.

As for Sun En, he has traveled all over the world's sects for two hundred years, and the 'Yellow Heaven Dafa' he created may not be comparable to any of the exercises in this world.

But that was the path that suited him best.

Already, enough.

"If you practice, you can't learn from me, the nine realms and eleven steps, you might as well follow the steps."

An Qisheng pointed out a few words lightly.

Sun En's talent in this life is undoubtedly top-notch, and he can attract great powers to peep and plan, and there is no doubt about his own luck and talent.

Half-demons with mixed shemale blood, there are many strange shapes, which are difficult to cultivate, but they can also give birth to real geniuses.

Mo said that Sun En has the memory of more than two hundred years in the floating realm, and the tempered state of mind, even if he does not, will not be inferior to any Tianjiao in Dongzhou.

With such a high start, it is almost inevitable that something will be achieved.

People of the same age are still living in the mud, and people are already thinking about the differences between heaven and earth, absorbing the strengths of all laws and opening up their own paths.

It's not an advantage, but what is?

"Is the teacher leaving?"

Sun En nodded, but he saw An Qisheng's departure.

"Although the world is big, for you and me, as long as you want to get together at any time, your path has taken shape, and you don't need to follow me step by step."

An Qisheng threw it casually, and the chick flapped its wings and flew back into Zhu Dahai's ear hole, but he also looked at Sun En with some reluctance.

Sun En was silent, if he could, he really wanted to talk to Grandpa An about the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of these years.

It's a pity that I'm too young at this time, my hair hasn't grown, and drinking is a little weird.

"So, disciple bids farewell to the teacher."

Sun En bowed and sent him off.

When he got up again, a ripple in the void in front of him was blown away by the autumn wind, but An Qisheng's figure was gone.

Sun En paused for a long time, staring at the direction where An Qisheng had left, and did not return to his senses for a long time.

"Little, little grace......"

After a long time, Qingqiu, dressed as an ordinary woman, shallowly propped up the window, and a smile squeezed out of her slightly pale face:

"Is your teacher gone?"

She listened to the window for a long time, or rather, she participated in the conversation and preaching between the two of them for three months.

It's a pity, but where can I understand and hear the true meaning of the conversation between the two?

But at this time, seeing An Qisheng leave, the boulder in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Yes."

Sun En glanced at her, a little cold, three months was naturally enough for him to learn the prophecy of this world.

It's just that he has Su Hui, but he really can't accept that he has an extra 'mother'.

Not to mention, he had felt this 'mother's undisguised malice towards him.

Although the malice was only extinguished in a flash, but he has been in life and death for two hundred years, where will he forget?

"Why don't you keep him for a few more days?" Qingqiu's shallow heart was happy, but there was a touch of anger on his face.

"I have a way of calling the teacher, and if you need him, then ask him to come back and stay for two more days?"

Sun En's heart was also like a mirror, and he asked lightly.

With An Qisheng's endorsement, he naturally didn't need to disguise himself as an ordinary child.

In fact, at this time, Qingqiu Qianqian's heart was very responsive.

"That's too troublesome, forget it, next time I must ask him to stay longer......"

Qingqiu looked at Sun En shallowly, and his heart was very complicated.

Is this really a son born after five or six years of pregnancy, not an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?

Although the Qingqiu clan has very weak feelings for their descendants, especially males, they still can't adapt to it.

"Hmm."

Sun En raised his hand and grabbed the high threshold, turned over, and entered the house.

"My Millennial Cultivation ......"

Qingqiu stared shallowly at the string of turquoise bracelets hanging on Sun En's hand, and his eyes were a little red.

That Yuanyang Daoist was really ruthless, and he forcibly took away her thousand-year-old cultivation and turned it into a bracelet and gave it to his son.

And, unless the latter is willing, he can't get this bracelet back at all.

I can't get back my thousand-year-old cultivation.

Looking at his son who was lying back on the bed slowly, Qingqiu had a thought in his heart:

'Gotta find a way to get him to give me this bracelet......

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"You value that kid a lot...... But why don't you take him with you? ”

In the misty clouds, An Qisheng sat quietly in the chariot, in front, Zhu Dahai stepped into the air to pull the car, its speed was as fast as a spirit bird, and in his ears, the whispering voice of the three-hearted blue spirit boy sounded.

"Before climbing the dangerous peak, seeing the heavens first, it is not a good thing for him, those who learn from me live, those who are like me die, my way, he can't learn."

An Qisheng looked down at the gradually invisible city under the mist of clouds, gathered his thoughts, and said lightly: "Lingbao structure diagram, have you sorted it out?" ”

"Uh..... Not yet. ”

The three-hearted blue spirit boy shrank his head: "Mr. Monster, I have studied all the written records, historical classics, myths and legends you have collected.

The divine soldiers in this world, the spiritual treasures are mostly swords, guns, sticks, figures, tripods, and bells, although there is a saying that the more complex and powerful.

But it's not as complicated as you, are you sure you want to refine such a spiritual treasure? ”

The three-hearted blue spirit boy hesitated.

Although Lingbao has a saying that the more complex the better, it is so complex that it has never been in the legends of this world.

"I'm afraid it's not enough ....."

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

Whether it is a spiritual treasure or a divine soldier, it is the manifestation of the way of one's own body, and the more complex the Dao, the more troublesome it is to condense the spiritual treasure.

Just like Pang Wanyang, it does not cast Lingbao, one is not needed, and the other is also complicated in Thailand.

He was invincible at that time, and even if he talked about the ancient and modern 30 million years, he didn't need a spiritual treasure, but he didn't know what the unknown he was going to face at this time.

Naturally, it is necessary to cast spiritual treasures.

His Taiji Avenue is now the culmination, and the general outline of all supernatural powers is the 'Taiji Divine Court' naturally, if the spiritual treasure is cast, it naturally needs to refine a 'Divine Court'.

"There are too many natural treasures needed, too many......."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy sighed in his heart, thinking about the list of spiritual materials he had put together, and his scalp was a little numb.

"Hundreds of thousands of years before Guanglong, tens of thousands of years after Guanglong, there is no supreme refining treasure, and in today's world, there is naturally no shortage of spiritual materials......"

Anderson lowered his eyes and fell, through the tumbling clouds.

I saw a majestic endless mountain range.

The mountain range undulates and stretches, and thousands of dangerous peaks rise from the ground, and like ten thousand stars worshipping the moon, guarding a holy mountain that rises from the earth to the sky and reaches above the clouds.

On that holy mountain, there are thousands of spiritual powers, and the endless wind is whistling, bringing even more violent spiritual machines and vitality.

It can be seen that there are many palaces on the holy mountain, and there are many people stepping in the sea of clouds, practicing supernatural powers and secret methods.

Faintly, you can see a huge shadow of the golden bell rising and falling above the sea of clouds, swallowing thousands of spiritual opportunities and refining the rolling vitality.

The aura of strong and domineering filled the heavens and the earth, and they could feel a brilliant and vast divine aura from a distance of tens of thousands of miles.