Chapter VII Villages

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Chen Peng walked out of it, looked down at his linen clothes, and felt slightly displeased, after all, he was now the incarnation of Dao Ancestor.

"Gotta change your clothes."

The thought flashed, Chen Peng pinched the magic formula in his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "All things are accompanied, the sun and the moon rotate, and heaven and earth are clothes."

With a sermon fell.

I saw that after a Dao crown appeared on the top of his head, his clothes gradually turned into a white Dao robe, painted with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, and all living beings, but it was very different from the previous linen clothes.

"It's still so good, compared to the Qi training period, when the foundation is built, many magical powers in your memory can be at your fingertips."

After Chen Peng looked at himself, he couldn't help but sigh.

It turned out that after he ignited the tiger before, on the way all the way, his cultivation had broken through to the Qi cultivation period, and now it was the early stage of foundation building.

And the clothes on his body were changed with the magic spells in his memory.

"But after the foundation is built, it can't make continuous breakthroughs like the previous Qi training period."

Chen Peng felt that the aura of today, if it was not accumulated for a long time, it would not be enough to break through the next realm, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"But now that I have cultivated, I can also do the things I think in my heart."

After all, in this world, the foundation building period can already be described as a land immortal.

Especially with Dao Ancestor's talent bonus, I'm afraid that even the Nanhua Old Immortal in the Three Kingdoms is not his opponent.

"Restricted by heaven and earth, Nanhua Old Immortal is at most the pinnacle of foundation building, and he is far from being my opponent."

With a plan in his heart, Chen Peng immediately stopped thinking about it anymore and looked at the village in front of him.

The smoke rises, and the adults are tired of the joy of the day.

The frolic of children, the howl of ploughing oxen.

In the farmland outside the village, you can vaguely see some busy backs.

Peaceful, peaceful.

"Such a good situation, after everything is planted with cause and effect, it is not impossible to live in seclusion here."

Chen Peng's thought flashed, unwilling to destroy the village like a paradise, so he turned sideways and looked at the tiger that was closely following him behind him.

"Roar.."

When the tiger saw it, as if he knew that Chen Peng was going to abandon him, after screaming, he hurriedly jumped in front of Chen Peng, crawled on the ground, and kowtowed to the tiger's head.

Although he has more emotions and understands a lot more in his thoughts now, he has only one thought at this time.

"Demon Father!"

The grace of ignition and the reopening of spiritual wisdom are no less than regenerating parents.

In his thoughts, he regarded Chen Peng as a big demon.

"Ugh."

How could Chen Peng not know, after sighing, he brushed the roaring tiger with his hand, and then admonished: "You follow behind me, remember, don't frighten them."

After speaking, Chen Peng walked towards the village, and the tiger quickly got up and followed behind.

But what is a tiger, in the eyes of ancient people, but it is a livestock that harms people's lives!

"Oh no, there's a big worm coming!"

"Tell Brother Niu quickly."

"Quick, grab the guy, there's a big worm in the woods!"

Before they got close to the village, as the children cried and the women were frightened, the men ran to their own homes.

When Chen Peng walked in, a large group of people had gathered at the entrance of the village.

They all held utensils in their hands and looked nervously at the tiger not far away.

But as the tiger approached, they couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Next to that big worm, is there a person?" Someone exclaimed.

They had seen a tiger, but they had never seen a man walking with a tiger.

Wonders, strange things.

Everyone couldn't pay attention to it, and they looked at a big man in the crowd together.

"Brother Erniu, what should we do?"

"Wait."

With a strong voice, a sturdy man with a length of more than eight feet stood in front of him, his eyes looking at Chen Peng, and he held a worn-out war knife tightly in his hand.

This is when he was in the forest, tearing the jackal with his bare hands and saving a general, because he was concerned about his family and did not want to join the army, the general could not repay him, so he unloaded his saber and gave it away.

In the following years, the generals often led troops to pass by and came to visit him during the New Year.

Over time, the people in the village regarded Erniu as a capable person who had seen the world, so they asked him about something.

"Maybe it's the man's sustenance?" Two cows whispered.

But after saying this, not to mention the villagers' suspicions, even he himself was a little unconvinced.

He had also heard of the general's strange things, but he had never heard of someone who could train tigers.

"That's it, it's a blessing or a curse, just ask!"

The villagers were at a loss, Er Niu thought in his heart, and walked out, although he was a little nervous, he still slowly walked in front of Chen Peng.

After getting closer, the scarlet wind beside the tiger made his hairs stand on end, and the knife in his hand couldn't help but hold it tighter.

When Chen Peng saw it, he immediately let the tiger lie down, and said to Erniu: "Don't worry, this giant tiger won't hurt anyone."

"Really?"

Although Chen Peng said that the big insect would not hurt people, Er Niu still glanced at the big insect carefully, and then pinned the war knife to his waist, then looked at Chen Peng, hugged his fists and said, "Then dare to ask this gentleman, what are you from?"

"What dynasty is it now?" Chen Peng asked.

He wondered how much time he had left to set up.

And although Erniu is curious about the people in front of him, he doesn't even know which dynasty he lives in.

But remembering the strangeness of the person in front of him, he didn't ask more.

Recalling the generals a few days ago. He was told the time of the past, so he affirmed to Chen Peng: "The first year of light and harmony."

"It turned out to be 178." Chen Peng nodded.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was 184, a full six years.

He estimated that Zhang Jiao at this time had not even obtained the Taiping Technique.

"There's a lot of time left for me."

Chen Peng's thought flashed, and he was about to ask if he could rest for a while in this paradise-like village.

Coincidentally, Erniu also spoke.

"This gentleman."

Erniu looked at the sky and looked at the dark, although he thought in his heart that the gentleman in front of him must have some real skills, otherwise he would not have subdued a big worm.

But with his simple temperament, he was afraid that Chen Peng would be in danger in the forest, so he persuaded him: "It's getting late, why don't you stay here?"

Down-to-earth, kind.

Erniu's kindness made Chen Peng's heart fluctuate.

But before he could answer, the tiger behind him suddenly jumped out.

"Roar!"

With the roar of the tiger sounded.

The frightened and worried eyes of the crowd.

"Is the big worm going to hurt people?"

When Er Niu hurriedly pulled out his sword, he saw that the big insect in front of him not only did not pounce, but was half-standing, clenching his fists towards him.

"This..."

Erniu was stunned by this scene.

"Could it be that this big worm has become a spirit?" The villagers thought to themselves.

But when the doubts in everyone's hearts are hovering.

A child at the gate of the village stretched out his mother's arms and shouted loudly as he ran towards Chen Peng.

"This gentleman.. You are.. Immortals? ”

When the innocent child's voice echoed, the two cows in front of Chen Peng seemed to be lifted like a cloud, and for the first time, he looked at Chen Peng's clothes seriously.

Although Erniu had never seen such exquisite clothing, because there was a big insect beside Chen Peng before, his mind was on the big worm.

But when the crisis was resolved, the child woke him up with a word, and when he carefully looked at Chen Peng's clothes.

Everything in the scene of clothes seems to come to life...

The sun rises and sets, and the river flows.

A bird with nine heads soars from the top of a mountain.

The chirping resounded through the mountains, as if they wanted to fly out of this world...

Erniu trembled, and everything in the painting seemed to explode a thunderbolt in his mind.

Jiufeng, not Zhoushan..

The picture flashed, as if the divine power was added to the body.

Unconsciously, when he woke up, he felt his strength increase a little more.

"I'm afraid I have the strength of 400 catties now!"

Erniu clenched his hands, feeling twice as much strength as before, and his heart was excited.

If he didn't know at the moment, it was the immortal in front of him who gave him a great immortal source, then he would be really stupid.

"Puff—"

There was a muffled thud, dust kicked up, and the ground cracked in the dirt.

"Villain Zheng Hu, thank you for the immortal success!" The second cow leaned down and bowed.