After Li Hongya's death, Mu Zhao's only remaining true disciple was only one Wen Yao.

And this time, Mu Zhao spent a month changing the structure of the entire Pinggu Battlefield, not hesitating to gamble on the future of the Martial Saint Pavilion, but also to let Wen Yao become a saint directly.

It can be said that if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent.

Mu Zhao is naturally full of confidence in this.

He believed that he, a true disciple, would be able to meet his expectations, understand his painstaking efforts, and take the shortcut that he had arranged.

This "self-sovereign" way, although cruel, is a higher level than "domineering", and his disciples will not let him down.

But......

Mu Zhao did not explain to his disciples that there is only one "Tao" left in this world, which is similar.

Because if you want to advance to a lesser level, you have to take a true avenue from heaven and earth!

There is only one avenue!

Whether it is "self-sufficiency" or "domineering", the road that ultimately leads to is the "one".

Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things...... This "one" is the ultimate of the universe and the origin of all things!

When Mu Zhao saw that avenue for the first time in this ancient battlefield, he couldn't stop the ecstasy in his heart.

He is glad that the "road" he has taken is undoubtedly the real Dao of Xuanxuan and the superior way.

But how happy he was then, and how unwilling he was when he knew that the way ahead had been cut off.

The true "Great Dao" of this heaven and earth, which allows cultivators to unify many paths and intercept the heavens and bestow oneself, has been lost forever.

It is a truly insurmountable end!

Mu Zhao felt almost hopeless.

But soon, he thought of a way, since the sky does not allow it, then ...... He'll take it himself!

As long as others artificially create as many approximate paths as possible, and from the very beginning, let these paths be shrouded in his "domineering".

So...... When these "Dao" are completed, they can naturally be easily incorporated into his own "Dao"!

Wen Yao was his first experimental subject!

And yet now...... Failed.

The almost foolproof plan was defeated by Wen Yao's death!

Who is it that can even kill a part of the Shen Yu Realm?!

Mu Zhao's "Dao Domain" still exists in the ancient battlefield at this moment, and also exists in Wen Yao's body, so he soon saw the murderer's face-

The fog flower forging can block the prying eyes of the middle and third products, but it is useless for the upper three products.

Mu Zhao took a deep breath, and for the first time, the expression on his face lost control, and it could almost be described as hideous.

Chen ——! Absent ——! ”

He's not dead?!

Not only did he not die, but after Li Hongyan, he killed another of his true disciples!

"Good...... Good, good......"

Mu Zhao closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell several times, and his face suddenly became extremely calm.

He opened his eyes, stood up, looked in the direction of the ancient battlefield, and then slammed into a streamer.

"Boom-"

Below, half of the building of the Martial Saint Pavilion collapsed in an instant.

Even the towering Taishan Mountain below cracked a huge gap in the midst of a loud bang!

The members of the Martial Saint Pavilion who remained in the pavilion were immediately shocked, and they flew into the air one after another to check.

Wen Hongsheng is naturally among them.

He originally wondered why Mu Zhao was suddenly so angry, but then he found the two broken life cards on the building, the only intact attic.

Wen Hongsheng's face instantly became extremely pale, and then a sickly blush appeared.

In the end, I directly covered my heart and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof"!

Straight down.

The crowd exclaimed:

"Pavilion Master? Cabinet Master!! ”

The sky was dark, and the thunder was rolling...... As the streamer streaked by, the sky was covered in pitch black.

The storm is coming.

……

Chen Kuang and the young pianist in front of him stared at each other for a while.

He calmed down, touched his chin, and looked at Xi Mengquan in front of him with interest.

If nothing else, he was swept up by the avenue of "time" and traveled through time again, perhaps because of a coincidence, or perhaps because he took a closer look.

In a word...... Chen Kuang is still one now, huh...... In front of Xi Mengquan, a cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm.

Xi Mengquan in front of him was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and he was about the same length as the dragon gum qin in his hand, and it was a little difficult to hold this qin.

The wide-eyed teenager looks delicate, even too soft, and has a feeling of "a good woman".

It's so far from the old puppet that I can't believe it.

Chen Kuang roughly estimated in his heart that if it was calculated according to the time when the legendary dragon gum was born.

It should be 2,300 years ago.

The location should be within the Daqi Dynasty that has fallen.

"Looks like ...... Xi Mengquan is actually from Daqi? ”

Chen Kuang frowned: "Then why did he participate in the destruction of his own country?" I had never heard of the cruelty of King Daqi, but everyone said that it was a prosperous era. ”

He looked at the young man in front of him and fell into deep thought.

The young man Xi Mengquan grabbed the piano in his hand, a little nervous, he keenly sensed that the cultivation of the person in front of him was much higher than his own, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Suddenly appeared, with an unknown purpose...... I heard that Yeman sent a lot of spies to the Central Domain, so he won't be encountered, right?

But Chen Kuang was silent for too long, and Xi Mengquan couldn't help asking, "Are you here to find me?" ”

He tried to keep a straight face as much as possible: "If you have any purpose, you might as well say it directly." ”

How fresh it is...... It was his turn to pretend to be a riddler in front of Xi Mengquan.

It's really a good reincarnation of heaven, who does the heavens spare!

Chen Kuang was secretly amused and nodded: "I did come to find you...... The purpose is simple. ”

Xi Mengquan said nervously: "What? ”

Chen Kuang smiled brightly: "Beat you." ”

Xi Mengquan: "??? ”

……

"Hiss......"

Xi Mengquan covered his cheeks, with two purple and cyan panda eyes, sat on the small stool he made again, and looked at Chen Kuang next to him playing with the piano that he had just made with his little eyes.

Chen Kuang looked at the piano in his hand, and could see that the red color on the top was the paint that had just been painted, and the body of the piano was essentially a piece of wood.

To be sure, none of the so-called "dragon gum" legends are true......

This old puppet doesn't have half the truth in his mouth.

The "dragon gum" qin was actually cut by himself when he was twelve or thirteen years old!

However, it is estimated that it was carried by the saint over the years, and the later "dragon gum" was integrated, and the material became non-gold and non-wood, and it was no longer ordinary.

But at the moment, this piano is just an ordinary piano.

Xi Mengquan looked at him depressedly: "You have a grudge against me?" ”

Chen Kuang shook his head: "It's not a hatred." ”

Xi Mengquan said again: "Then why are you beating me?" ”

Chen Kuang said: "If you beat you, you will be beaten, do you still have to pick a day?" ”

Xi Mengquan: "......"

Did he meet a madman?!

Xi Mengquan took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself that I couldn't beat him, and after calming down, he said:

"If you come for money, my family will be poor, and it will be difficult for me to have food and clothing."

"The only thing that is valuable is the piano in your hand, and if you want it, just take it."

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it difficult to have food and clothing?" Then how do you cultivate to open the Nine Apertures? ”

Although Chen Kuang didn't spend any effort to open his body at the beginning, in fact, if a mortal wants to open his body, the aura absorbed in the early stage is not enough at all, and he must provide a lot of energy from the outside world.

In other words, if a mortal martial artist wants to cultivate, he must need a lot of meat.

If food and clothing cannot be guaranteed, it is obviously impossible to cultivate to this point.

Especially Xi Mengquan, who seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old, has already opened nine tricks, if it is not a large amount of meat, then it is another adventure.

Xi Mengquan's face changed, and he realized that he had slipped his mouth.

Although countless years later, he is the one who has done everything, but now, he is just a teenager.

His face changed, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally decided to hand over the magical little bowl he had stumbled upon......

Chen Kuang stretched out his hand and plucked the strings, and suddenly smiled:

"Your adventures are your business, and I'm not here for them."

can see such a cautious Xi Mengquan, he should be the only one.

Thinking of this, Chen Kuang's face suddenly became a little delicate.

Won't it ...... Xi Mengquan still remembered this incident, so he calculated it on him later, right?

Xi Mengquan was silent for a while, completely confused:

"And what exactly are you here for?"

Chen Kuang said, "You will naturally know in the future." ”

Xi Mengquan: "......"

The boy clenched his fists and sharpened his back molars.

If not, it can't be beaten......

Chen Kuang himself didn't know why he came here, what he was thinking about now was how he would go back.

"Isn't it going to be like I'm going to want to stay here until two thousand years from now, and then reintegrate into the timeline?"

Chen Kuang muttered to himself, a little painful.

He suddenly thought of everything he had experienced in the Illusory Realm, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

That's right, this ancient battlefield also existed 2,300 years ago!

As long as he steps into the long river of "time" again, he can naturally return to the future again!

But today's ancient battlefield, which sects are controlled?

He must not fool with his own identity, otherwise who knows what the butterfly effect will turn into the future......

Chen Kuang set his eyes on Xi Mengquan in front of him.

This guy's life experience seems to have always been a mystery!

Wouldn't it be better to try to train him to join the Daqi Sect, and then use the same method to occupy his place......

However, the question is how to make Xi Mengquan do this willingly.

Chen Kuang suddenly smiled and asked, "You have a good talent, have you ever thought about joining any sect?" ”

He's completely ashamed of this.

But the person in front of him is not Le Sheng, just a little ghost who is not born with talents, and there is no psychological pressure at all when he flickers.

Xi Mengquan's expression was indescribable.

The jump in thinking and strange behavior of this guy who suddenly appeared are no longer like normal people.

However, the other party's advanced cultivation that almost overwhelmed him, and the familiar and subtle posture when stroking the qin, all showed that the other party was likely to be a person with a high level of sound cultivation.

He asked, could it be that he wanted to take in apprentices?

Xi Mengquan said with a hint of apprehension:

"These big sects think very highly of themselves, and they cherish themselves, and I am a ...... like this."

Chen Kuang said to himself: "I think Tianyin Pavilion is good, what do you think?" ”

Xi Mengquan: "......"

He said with difficulty: "It's pretty good, but ......"

But don't you have the idea of taking in disciples? It seems like I'm being self-conscious......

Chen Kuang clapped his hands: "You can just think it's good." ”

He stood up, stuffed the "dragon gum" in his hand back into Xi Mengquan's arms, and pulled him into a streamer of light, flying towards the location of Tianyin Pavilion.

Xi Mengquan couldn't keep his composure this time, and for the first time, he experienced flying at high altitude, his face was pale, and he was almost shocked, clutching Chen Kuang's arm tightly.

When Chen Kuang saw his embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

Xi Mengquan heard his loud ridicule, and the young man's shame suddenly took over, forced himself to calm his face, let go of his hand tremblingly, and let Chen Kuang grasp the collar and sway, without saying a word.

When Chen Kuang landed on a mountain, he stumbled directly, almost kneeling on the ground with weak legs, and his stomach was overturned.

Chen Kuang stretched out his hand, pressed on the strings of the "dragon gum", and plucked a few notes.

"Zheng—"

The mysterious invisible sound waves suddenly spread, and the surrounding birds and insects were silent for a moment, the wind and clouds were quiet, and everything seemed to fall into a state of stagnation.

Xi Mengquan's originally beating heart and blank brain all regained their tranquility and peace with these few sounds.

He was stunned and hurriedly asked, "What is this?" ”

He was completely self-taught, and only his mortal father, who had died the year before, taught him the piano, and after he started cultivating, he had only recently begun to try to incorporate music into his own cultivation, but he always missed the point.

The notes played by Chen Kuang were like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening, like lightning that suddenly split the fog in his mind.

Xi Mengquan can almost see the road ahead, he only needs to listen to a few more notes!

Chen Kuang no longer played, but said: "What you hear, it's what it is." ”

The technique he is using now comes from "Fixing the Storm" given to him by Xi Mengquan, but the scale is casual and has nothing to do with the score.

…… What the hell is this guy talking about?!

Xi Mengquan scratched his ears and cheeks, his face flushed, angry and anxious, but he was afraid that the inspiration in his mind would pass away in an instant.

Immediately sat down cross-legged, put the "dragon gum" on his knees, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to reproduce.

Chen Kuang watched with interest from the side.

Looking at it, he felt that there was a trace of wonderful aura fluctuations on Xi Mengquan's body, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Lesheng is worthy of being Lesheng, only a few notes are heard, and he can have an epiphany immediately......

Xi Mengquan's epiphany lasted for seven days, and he played the piano without sleep, eating or drinking on this mountain.

Over and over again...... Until the end, it is no different from the "Fixing the Storm" that Chen Kuang learned!

After Xi Mengquan finished playing this song, he fainted directly.

Chen Kuang directly single-handedly "turned into a pearl" and rescued him.

As soon as Xi Mengquan opened his eyes, before he could be grateful, he heard Chen Kuang nodding and said:

"Hmm...... That's right, take this song to find Tianyin Pavilion, even if the pavilion master comes, you have to praise the genius of Tianzhong. ”

Chen Kuang patted Xi Mengquan's shoulder, smiled, and said:

"Let's go, go to the talent show."

(End of chapter)