A trace of purple qi continued to erupt from the Golden Divine Chapter, turning into a small cloud that slowly rotated around the Golden Divine Chapter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Tian quietly looked at this brilliant golden urn god chapter of thousands of words, but there was a trace of realization in his heart, as long as he 'reached out' and touched any golden god medal, he could truly obtain the inheritance left by the person in the dream.

Just inheriting the insignificant piggyback grace made Chu Tian's entire body meridians unblocked, and his cultivation speed skyrocketed, and it was suspected that it had become the legendary 'Heavenly Martial Body' that was most suitable for martial arts cultivation. So what kind of terrifying and mysterious mysteries does he contain in this real inheritance?

Chu Tian suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand to grab a golden urn divine medallion.

A voice as magnificent as thunder, unable to hear men, women, and children, and unable to hear any emotional changes, suddenly exploded in Chu Tian's ears: "If you have my inheritance, you will not complain about blessings and misfortunes!

Hearing this, Chu Tian smiled and grabbed the Golden Urn Divine Medal that was closest to him.

"Since you have left a legacy, you still use such harsh conditions to tease people, and what are you doing under this pretense of being scary? Chu Tian smiled and said, "Is it difficult, can you still be frightened by your message?"

An inexplicable sigh of emotion came from the void, and thousands of golden god chapters turned into streamers, crashing into them with a dull thunderous sound, completely merging with Chu Tian. A huge message was received by Chu Tian, and he recited it gently: "The Great Dream Divine Dictionary, the practice of teaching people to dream, dare to name it as a 'god', and the way to come is extraordinary, but the word 'big dream' is worth discussing. ”

On the side of the White Python River, at the end of the deserted riverside path behind Chu Tian's house, Chu Tian sat cross-legged, his body from the neck down was sunk in the river, and for the first time in his life, he began to cultivate the first realm of the 'Ghost Wind' realm in accordance with the secret method recorded in the "Great Dream Divine Codex".

After eighteen years of nightmares, the soul power that was more than ten times stronger than ordinary people turned into a faint cloud of water vapor in Chu Tianmei's mind. In the gray aperture, the sound of Chu Tian reciting the Golden Urn Divine Chapter sounded.

Although he didn't know those Golden Urn Divine Chapters, Chu Tian understood their meaning.

A sound of Dao Lun exploded in the divine aperture, like a startling spring thunder, every time Chu Tian recited the Golden Urn Divine Chapter, the gray mist in the divine aperture quietly trembled, and retreated to the periphery by an insignificant distance.

Every time the recitation of the Golden Urn Divine Chapter was completed, the water vapor transformed by Chu Tian's soul would quietly tremble, and some strange changes would occur in its nature.

In the small circular space in the middle of the gray mist, the dim light in the stone lamp will also quietly grow a little, and the faint light emitted will be slightly strengthened.

With Chu Tian's cultivation, a trace of tiny ripples suddenly appeared out of thin air on the surface of the river beside him.

It was as if a wisp of extremely subtle wind erupted from Chu Tian's pores and gently swept across the water.

Such tiny ripples initially only appeared within three feet around Chu Tian's body, and gradually, the ripples spread to three zhang away. With Chutian's body as the center of the circle, within a radius of three zhang, the surface of the river is covered with tiny ripples that are extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Within the range of three zhang, a trace of cool air in the void was like a moth to a fire, and driven by some kind of supernatural power, it gathered towards Chu Tian's body with joy. The speed of the flow of the martial yuan in Chu Tian's body accelerated several times, and a trace of cool qi continued to precipitate in the martial yuan, and after the transformation of the dantian, it quickly turned into Chu Tian's own martial yuan cultivation.

High temperatures gradually gushed out from Chu Tian's body, and a faint layer of white water vapor gradually swayed on the water surface around him.

Chu Tian's body and face were covered by white moisture, his face became hazy, and a mysterious aura gradually shrouded his body.

On the eastern horizon, the morning sun is rising, and countless red lights are sprinkled all over the world, and the red light slides all the way along the Baipython River, shining on Chutian's body, and at the same time, it also shines on the tiled roofs of thousands of households in Qizhou City, and even shines on the spacious and tidy courtyard study house of Qishan Academy.

In the clean and tidy courtyard, under the shade of two thousand-year-old iron plum trees, Zhou Liuyun sat on the ground, with an antique colorful yaoqin resting on his knees, stroking the strings with both hands, and gently shaking his head.

He didn't knock on the strings, but in his mind, he had been playing a whole night of beautiful ancient music.

At this moment, what he played was an impassioned war song, and the tune was being interpreted to the pinnacle of wonderland, accompanied by the passionate song in his heart, Zhou Liuyun seemed to see Chu Tian being divided into five horses, and his bloody limbs were abandoned in the wilderness, and he was eaten by wild wolves and jackals.

The handsome face suddenly distorted, and Zhou Liuyun's ten fingers spasmed slightly, and his fingertips slashed across the air, making a subtle 'whooshing' sound.

Bai Python Jiang's predecessor, Zhou Stallhead, Zhou Liuyun's biological father, although he has done many evil and heinous things, although according to the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty, Zhou Stallhead deserves a full end.

After all, he is Zhou Liuyun's biological father!

After all, he is the biological father who emptied his savings and sent Zhou Liuyun to study in the capital of Dajin!

After all, he was full of laughter, lying on the ground to be a cow and a horse, and letting the young Zhou Liuyun ride on him to pretend to be the father of the big horse!

He is a wicked person again, in Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is his kindest, most respectable, and most amiable father, and in Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is a perfect person!

"The ant-like pickled talent makes it too easy for you to die!" Zhou Liuyun's body shook slightly, and he performed the ancient war song in his heart: "I really want to follow the law of the Great Jin Dynasty, and punish your nine clans and cut you with a thousand knives." It's a pity, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and at the moment of the great cause, how can I have too much to do with ants like you?"

Suddenly sighed, Zhou Liuyun opened his eyes suddenly, gritted his teeth and sighed in a low voice: "It's too easy for you to die!"

A young man in a cyan robe walked over quickly, walked in front of Zhou Liuyun with a trace of anger, a trace of incomprehension, and a trace of doubt, and solemnly bowed to Zhou Liuyun as a disciple: "Master Zhou, that Chutian's personal companion was Ah Qi, who just went to the Taishou Mansion to sound drums and shout grievances. Listening to him, Chu Tian's gold was robbed, but Chu Tian and his henchmen seemed to have escaped with their lives. ”

With a sound of 'Weng', the strings of the Yaoqin on Zhou Liuyun's knees broke together, and the invisible force field enveloped the entire courtyard, and the lush leaves of the two old iron plums shattered together, turning into a large green cloud haunting the top of his head.

"Chu Tian and his henchmen escaped with their lives?" Zhou Liuyun clenched his fists with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his fists bulged one by one.

After a long time, Zhou Liuyun suddenly laughed: "It seems that this Ling family is nothing more than that, and marrying his Ling family seems to be my loss." It's a pity, it's a pity, the Chu family has been passed down for ten generations, and there is only one son, but there is no young lady of the same age, it's a real pity!"

Inexplicably sighed with emotion, Zhou Liuyun pulled out from his sleeve the square mace he used to break into Wang Qi's mansion that day, and handed it to a white-clothed young man standing beside him.

"My disciple, take my secret magic weapon and go and get that Chutian's head!"

"Do it cleanly, even the henchmen of Chutian must not be let go. ”

"This time I did a good job, I will make the decision and teach the introduction to the Thunder Seal of the Egret Academy's "Green Immortal Sacrifice Thunder Sutra"!"

The young man in white was ecstatic, and together with the other five young men in white, he knelt on the ground and bowed to Zhou Liuyun.