The power of the tyranny accompanied his consciousness and quickly activated. On the surface of the body, the original old figure receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wrinkles dissipated, and the posture was re-erected. Diaphragm

With a sharp increase in life, he returned to the way he was when he was young.

"Thank you, teacher."

Yan Shijiu, who had come to his senses, bent down and thanked Wu Chong over there.

He knew that he should not be able to die, and after the Yuan Infant Period, his lifespan would be five hundred years longer. Five hundred years is enough time for him to find a later realm, and this time he was washed by Wu to refine the essence and modify his qualifications with the power of the 'delusional' Dao, and if he cultivates again, it will definitely not be as difficult as before.

"This is the most basic means of immortals - pointing."

Wu Chong put down the teacup, and when several people looked over again, they found that the tea was still tea.

There is no such thing as a picture. Diaphragm

Everything they see is derived from their own hearts.

"Grandpa, there's a Qincha outside!"

A voice hurriedly ran in from outside, it was the young man Wu Chong had seen last night.

"Ancestral ...... Grandfather? Who are you! ”

After this young man ran in, he was dumbfounded when he saw the young version of Yan Nineteen standing behind Wu Chong. If it weren't for the fact that the clothes on Yan Shijiu's body hadn't changed, he would have thought that he had recognized the wrong person.

"Get out."

Yan Nineteen's gaze swept over. Diaphragm

"Yes!"

The young man was excited, and immediately reacted.

It's just that when I looked at Wu Chong again, my eyes became more and more adoring.

This is the ancestor of the immortals!

Even rejuvenating can do it, and this power is simply beyond imagination.

The excited young man didn't care about anything, and he was now eager to share the news with a few other friends. These people are all people who worship the Immortal Ancestor very much.

"Teacher?" Diaphragm

Yan Jiu asked.

Qin Cha represents the imperial court, although they Jinghai City has always been independent, but the imperial court has also helped a lot over the years, and he also has many friends in the capital.

"Let's go out and have a look."

Wu Chong stood up.

He came back this time to rest, and by the way, he digested the improvement brought by the merger, and accumulated for the impact of the final immortal realm. Dealing with people and things in the past can also be regarded as an accumulation.

Fu Qianshu and Ji Hongye said goodbye.

They didn't have much to do with the people of the imperial court, and they didn't bother to go out and waste this time. Diaphragm

After going out,

Wu Chong soon met Lord Qincha in the mouth of the nineteenth generation of Yan.

"I've seen the ancestors of all immortals."

After seeing Wu Chong who came out, this Lord Qincha immediately bent down and gave him a big salute. For these messy titles, Wu Chong has become numb. He now has so many titles that he doesn't know himself, what is the ancestor of all immortals, the immortal king, and the ancestor of ten thousand immortals, one is more terrifying than the other, these names are all made up for him by Yan Nineteen after he left this time.

The current Wu Chong is a legend in Jinghai City, and he belongs to the existence of living on portraits and altars.

Wu Chong took a look at Qin Cha's identity mark.

Or Qiguo. Diaphragm

The original ambitious Daqi Imperial Family has also been inherited, but to this day, I don't know how much the Qihuang sitting in the position is still related to the former Qihuang.

"Knowing that the ancestor is coming, my emperor was pleasantly surprised, and held a meeting to welcome immortals in the capital, and I hope that the ancestor can go to a story." As he spoke, Qin Cha deliberately waved his hand, and a large number of people outside quickly came in, each of these people was carrying a bejeweled box, and there were countless gold, silver, treasures, and spiritual materials and medicines inside.

These treasures, which ordinary people would be crazy for at a glance, are no different from the weeds on the side of the road in the eyes of Wu Chong now.

With his current state, these things are useless.

It's not that things are bad, but that the speed of Wu Chong's entry into the realm now far exceeds the development of Daqi. Like Emperor Qi and others, the heavens they saw when they looked up might just be fabricated by an existence of his level. What good things can such a level of life bring him?

"Nonsense is avoided, just forget about the waste of life like a banquet, there's no time."

and the contemporary Emperor Qi, Wu Chong does not have much intersection, and there is no emotion, so naturally he is too lazy to waste this time. After all, a long, long time ago, he also sabotaged the anti-heaven plan of a certain generation of 'ambitious' emperors, and killed other people's ancestors. Diaphragm

Qin Cha didn't expect this legendary 'ancestor of all immortals' to be so straightforward, not at all like them to be officials, and he was afraid of the other party's face when he spoke. However, he was relieved after thinking about it a little, with the other party's current strength and status, there was no need to care about these at all, just live according to his heart.

This is the prerogative of the strong.

If he has this strength, he may act even more arrogantly than the other party.

Understanding is understanding, the task assigned by Emperor Qi still has to be completed, so Qin Cha coughed awkwardly and said again.

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"Xiaguan came here this time, in addition to giving gifts, there is one more thing that wants to bother the ancestor......

Seeing that the other party had a tendency to 'trouble coming to the door', Wu Da, who was going to be polite, ran out of patience on the spot, turned around and went back to the house.

Anyway, he is not familiar with it, and he never does anything to ask for trouble. Just Bo Li wanted to kidnap him, and he never dreamed of such a beautiful thing. Diaphragm

Halfway through his words, Qin Cha suddenly got stuck.

He didn't expect the other party to go so decisively, so that a lot of touting words behind him didn't come out.

Doesn't it mean that the strong are more concerned about dough?

Why doesn't this player play according to the routine!

"This ......"

Qin Cha looked around awkwardly, and a group of people who came to give gifts were also at a loss, and they had never rehearsed this kind of scene.

"The family teacher is a little tired, so let's move here and rest." Diaphragm

The corners of Yan Jiu's mouth raised, and sure enough, he was still the teacher he was familiar with.

What kind of moral kidnapping, murder and the like, it is not easy for him to be a teacher.

In his cognition, the teacher has never been restricted by any so-called false name, and his actions have always been from a practical point of view, and the number of martial arts paths is the same, and the ones used are the most direct and effective. Whether it looks good or not is a question of another level.

"Excuse me."

Qin Cha had no choice but to leave with Yan Shijiu, and glanced back at the direction where Wu Chong had disappeared, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

When he came over this time, Emperor Qi had great expectations.

The situation in the capital was already very bad, and Emperor Qi had no choice but to rush to the doctor, so he sent him over for help as soon as he learned the news of Wu Chong's return. Not only him, but all the masters who went out from Daqi in the past were invited, but Wu Chong's name was the most prosperous, and he was in the first sequence of invitations. Diaphragm