Gantian Town, Fuxi Hall.

"Xiao Qiu, you stop for me, are you lazy again today, why did you write so many spirit runes?"

"Senior Sister Sangsang, I'm not lazy, my talisman was snatched away by Senior Sister Wang Shan, she ran out to play with Senior Brother Wang Ling, and didn't write a talisman."

"Okay, Xiao Qiu, you little traitor, I bring you food every time, you dare to betray us, ah, Senior Sister Sangsang, I don't dare, I don't dare to be lazy anymore."

"Senior Sister Sangsang, I'm a girl, you light, ah!"

A miserable scream entered the Taoist hall, and Shachen, Uncle Jiu, Four-Eyed Daoren, Ma Madi, Thousand Crane Daoren, Eighth Brother Wang, Sue Gu, and Ma Xiaohai smiled.

"The little devil was driven away, I thought China was at peace from then on, but I didn't expect the civil war to start again." Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed softly, in the past hundred years, China has really been full of disasters and difficulties.

"The national army is going to be defeated."

"No, the national army still has millions of troops." Aunt Sue said in surprise.

The four-eyed Taoist shook his head and shook his head, "The Northeast is gone, the Northwest is gone, and the next is East China, Central China, South China, Senior Sister, haven't you seen it yet, the National Government is unpopular, and failure is doomed." ”

"Ah Chen, I heard that the north doesn't believe in Taoism, if you win the world, it will be difficult for us cultivators, you have to prepare early." Eighth Brother Wang reminded.

He sat up straight and shouted, "What are you afraid of, can they still destroy the Maoshan faction?" ”

"Ahem."

His face flushed numbly, and he coughed violently, Aunt Sue poured him a cup of tea, walked over to give him relief, and persuaded: "Senior brother, this is all old, and his health is not good, don't be angry casually." ”

"yes, old." He laughed at himself.

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Nine and the others all looked at Shachen together, with amazement and envy in their eyes, after so many years, Shachen is still exactly the same as when he was in his twenties.

Shachen noticed everyone's eyes and joked: "Each of you let me take a bite, and I won't be old and sick from old age." ”

"Life and death are fateful, and you can't force it." The four-eyed Taoist smiled.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to become a monster to live, I caught zombies in the past, and in the future, others will catch me, and I will die sooner or later, why not take its way and be reborn in reincarnation." He coughed numbly.

Uncle Nine looked relieved, "Senior brother, you have finally opened your mind." ”

"Lin Jiu, don't show off in front of me, you have cultivated to the peak of the ninth level of qi cultivation, the seventh turn of the ten Xuan Golden Body, and there are still decades to live, I will die in front of you, happy, right?" He asked angrily.

Uncle Nine pointed at him, "The dog can't change the food Xiang, I take back what I just said, you haven't grown at all." ”

"Lin Fengjiao!"

"City Patrol Horse!"

"Eh, two senior brothers, don't do it, you have something to say." Seeing that the two were about to pinch up, the four-eyed Taoist hurriedly came over and pulled the two apart.

"Hmph."

Ma Ma Di, the ninth uncle snorted coldly, turned his head, no one looked at anyone, they sat in the dust and did not move, they have seen this situation countless times.

Some people's feelings are getting deeper and deeper.

"In the next few decades, there will be no place for us to live in the mainland, and I suggest that Maoshan industries move to Hong Kong." Sanddust said.

Uncle Nine nodded and said: "Ah Chen, you have far-reaching vision and precise control of the situation, if you feel that it is necessary to transfer, then transfer, Hong Kong is not far from the mainland, you can come back at any time if you want to." ”

"Ah Chen, we are all old, the future of the Maoshan faction depends on you younger generation, with you at the helm, we are all relieved, alas, it is a pity for the Maoshan Ancestral Court."

The people of Maoshan Ancestral Court were too stubborn, Shachen reminded them to leave the place of right and wrong in Maoshan, but the people of Ancestral Court did not listen, thinking that Shachen wanted to annex Ancestral Court and defend Maoshan to death.

When the little devil swept Maoshan, if it weren't for the Maoshan faction to help in the same family, Zuting would have already served a pot to others.

The ancestral court is not happy to merge with the faction, and the dust still can't look down on it, over the years, the Maoshan faction has developed rapidly, there are a large number of outer disciples, and there are also many core disciples, all of whom are outstanding and talented.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in the era of the end of the law and there was a great shortage of cultivation resources, they would all have something to do, and the Maoshan Sect was not short of talents at all.

"When are you going to Hong Kong?" Uncle Nine asked.

"Chen Biao is counting the Maoshan industry, it will take a long time to find out, and it will take next year to do so."

The four-eyed Taoist smiled and said, "If you have more money, it's troublesome." ”

"That's right."

"Huh."

……

The night is like ink staining the sky, and a silver moon hangs high in the night.

In the Heavenly Viewing Pavilion, Shachen sat cross-legged, and a divine soul that was almost condensed into substance jumped out of the Heavenly Spirit and sat cross-legged in the void.

The cold and biting wind blew out from the inside, corroding the soul of the gods, and the sand and dust were indifferent, and the hands were sealed, and the cloud palace thunder god decided to break out of the body.

A ray of moonlight fell, enveloping the soul and body, quickly repairing the broken soul and resisting the erosion of the wind.

The third storm lasted the same time as the previous two, both of which were a quarter of an hour, but the damage was greater, and with the experience of the first two and the sand and dust preparations, the third storm was successfully passed.

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Shachen exhaled, his soul submerged in his body, and he muttered in a low voice: "It took twenty-three years of cultivation to the late stage of the night tour, and it took more than ten years to survive the three storm disasters, I don't know how much time it will take to travel to the realm of the day. ”

"I have the Chaos Divine Fire in my body, and it should be relatively easy to cross the fire." Shachen groaned slightly, his mind sank into the Purple Mansion Divine Palace, looking at the basketball-sized Chaos Divine Fire suspended in front of the divine soul, his eyes were full of joy.

"The Chaos Divine Fire has grown to a certain extent, and the next step should be to condense the origin, the fire has an origin, it will never be extinguished, and it is extremely powerful."

"The Nine Nether Flames of the Underworld and the multicolored flames of the scorched earth space are all excellent nourishments for the Chaos Divine Fire, but unfortunately, these places are not easy to break into."

Shachen secretly regretted that over the years, he had entered the scorched earth space, and the savages and the owners of the multicolored flames played sneak attacks openly and secretly, and Shachen stole chickens and rice.

In the underworld, there is the king of Jizo, which is a strong man at the same level as the Holy Mother of Yaochi and the king of people, and the dust cannot be provoked.

"In the later stage of the night tour, you should be able to upgrade some of your supernatural powers to level 10 and complete it......"

Just cultivated for a breakthrough, the system rewarded five times the energy points, and he raised the palm thunder, the small evil talisman, the Samadhi True Fire Mantra, the Five Elements Escape Method, the Lightning Thunder Fist, the Wooden Stake Dafa, and the Ten Xuanjin Bodies to level ten, and level ten was already the limit of these supernatural powers.

The Dragon Soul Method is level eight, there is still a long way to go from the full level, and in terms of potential, the Dragon Soul Method is indeed stronger than other supernatural powers.

For the immortal sand, it seems that he can't feel the passage of time at all, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Luo Sang led He Yingqiu into Shafu, "Master, there is news from Hong Kong that the old man is in trouble. ”

(End of chapter)