Several heavy coughs came from outside the wooden door.

Chen Changan could recognize that this was the White Emperor's by listening to the voice, and of course he could hear more things from these coughs, such as the power of the Demon Dao in the White Emperor's body had been suppressed to the limit.

"Crunch—"

A shrill grinding sound sounded.

On the highest attic of the White Emperor's Palace, a dilapidated wooden door that few people knew about was pushed open.

Chen Changan wiped the sweat off his face and walked out of it.

A gust of cold wind blew in his face, making his already sweaty body feel a burst of excitement.

The windows on both sides of this attic are open, and the door in front of you is also open, standing by the window you can watch the galaxy, the sun and the moon, and the scenery outside the snow old city, and standing inside the door, you can overlook the entire snow old city, and take in the city where all the demons gather at a glance.

However, Chen Changan felt abnormal at a glance.

Snow is falling all over the old town, but there is no trace of snow on the doors and windows of the attic here.

Chen Changan didn't have the time to ask about the snow scene, because the person in the hall kept staring at him.

To be exact, it should be two people.

"Coming up?" Peony Niangniang's red lips moved slightly, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and her eyebrows looked at Chen Changan with interest.

I have to say that the current Chen Changan is a little embarrassed.

Compared with his high-spirited appearance in the White Emperor Palace, this moment seems to be much more down-and-out, like a chicken in the soup in the mouth of the world.

The white robe all over his body was soaked with sweat, and the stone ladder could not use spiritual power or Dao Yi and Faxiang, for him, although the physical body was a natal object, but climbing so high, and all kinds of pressure and increasing strength, sweating was inevitable.

"Thanks to the blessing of the peony mother, my body is still tough enough!" Chen Changan replied calmly.

"Giggles, interesting!" Peony Niangniang looked at Chen Changan's straightened waist and looked a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but think of his appearance in the stone staircase, and immediately hid her face and chuckled.

Bai Di, who was sitting at the desk, put down the tea cup in his hand and said lightly: "Sister, you go out first, I'll talk to him alone!"

"Good!"

Peony Niangniang replied lightly, and then her figure flashed and disappeared directly above the attic.

In the huge pavilion, only Chen Changan and the White Emperor were left.

Chen Changan looked at the White Emperor, the man not far away had changed into a pure white robe at this moment, his golden eyes were very calm, and his expression was indifferent, not as majestic as in the White Emperor's Palace, giving people the feeling of being more like an elder.

He looked at Chen Changan, his golden eyes seemed to be a little tired, and the magic power on his body was exposed without the slightest concealment.

Yes, in this attic, he didn't have to hide the situation of his body at this moment, he just wanted Chen Changan to see it clearly, and then see if he could make himself cultivate the Holy Sacrament.

Chen Changan also looked at the White Emperor, his eyes calm.

But beneath this calm lies a choppy mood.

In his eyes, there was a huge demonic aura on the White Emperor's body, like a demon dragon wrapping around his body, and the mouth of the demon dragon was at the neck of the White Emperor.

This is a typical sign of the Demon Dao Exercises.

If an ordinary cultivator encounters such a situation, even if he is immortal, his cultivation has already been exhausted, and he will be stuck in bed for a long time.

However, the White Emperor in front of him actually relied on the strength of his own cultivation to suppress the demon dragon at the neck, and at the position of his Mud Pill Palace, a powerful force continued to emanate out, suppressing the demon dragon under his neck.

If the demon dragon that symbolized magic power was weaker, it might be completely suppressed by the power at the center of the White Emperor's eyebrows, and it could even be eliminated from the body.

Seeing this, Chen Changan's heart was already very shocked.

The White Emperor is worthy of being the White Emperor, and the cultivation of the incomplete Demon Dao can be cultivated to such a terrifying level, if he is allowed to cultivate completely, he may have to set foot in the supreme realm of the Demon Dao at this time.

The air was silent for more than ten breaths.

Emperor Bai looked at Chen Changan and said slowly, "How?"

Chen Changan's eyes swept and asked, "What does the White Emperor want to ask?"

The White Emperor said: "Are you still sure that you can solve my problems and let me cultivate the Holy Body?"

Chen Changan thought for a moment and said, "It must be possible to solve the problem, but the cultivation of the Holy Body may depend on the White Emperor's own creation!"

The White Emperor frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Chen Changan said lightly: "To solve the problem on your body, you only need a complete demonic path exercise, so that you can get out of the wrong path of cultivation, but I just saw that you have two almost comparable forces in your body, if you want to cultivate the power of the demonic path into a holy body, it is naturally not difficult, but if you want to cultivate another force into a holy body, I may not be able to do anything!"

What he is proficient in is the Demon Dao, and what he sees from the White Emperor's body is also the Demon Dao.

And in his opinion, the power of the Demon Dao is stronger than the power that the White Emperor himself cultivates, but if the White Emperor is not willing to practice the Demon Dao, then the effect of cultivating the Holy Body Demon Dao is also very small, and he naturally has no way to help a Demon Emperor of the Holy Realm cultivate into a Holy Body.

The White Emperor was silent.

If Chen Changan directly agreed, he would let him leave directly, but when he said such a thing, it showed that he really saw the problem in himself.

But there's a problem.

What Chen Chang'an mentioned in the palace was to let him marry his daughter to that Li Zhou in exchange for him.

Can he marry a daughter in exchange for his practice?

And is Li Zhou really worthy of Ya'er?

At this moment, his heart was extremely hesitant.

"Are you really unwilling to marry Ya'er?"

The White Emperor's eyes stared at Chen Changan tightly and asked a question.

This is a question, but it is not actually a problem, but mortals can hear that this is his intention, more like he is begging Chen Chang'an.

Yes, if he could beg for it, he felt that he would beg Chen Changan to marry Bai Ya.

Although he didn't like Chen Chang'an's master very much, and of course he didn't like Chen Chang'an very much, he had to admit that the young man in front of him was indeed very good, although he was a human race, but every bit of him made him very satisfied.

At least in his opinion, if he was in his position when he was young, he would not be able to do as well as him.

Chen Changan looked at Emperor Bai, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spread his hands helplessly.

"Lord White Emperor, I don't think I need to say what I said in the main hall again!"

Chen Changan's voice fell.

He looked at the White Emperor and could feel the other party's mood.

The White Emperor frowned slightly, hesitated for more than ten breaths, and then finally sighed and said, "Okay, then can I ask you a question?"

Chen Changan was slightly stunned, a little surprised, the dignified White Emperor was actually asking himself if he could ask a question?

He hurriedly said, "You ask!"

Emperor Bai looked at Chen Chang'an, with a faint glint in his eyes, and said, "Do you think that Li Zhou can sit on top of this attic, take charge of the Snow Old City, and suppress the entire demon clan?"

Chen Changan's eyes condensed slightly, he finally knew why Emperor Bai asked him if he could ask a question, it turned out that he was going to start talking about the conditions.

"Not now, but later!"

Chen Changan said lightly, he has confidence in Li Zhou.

"How much later?"

Emperor Bai stared at Chen Chang'an, with a bit of urgency in his words.

Chen Changan did not hesitate for a moment, and responded lightly: "Ten years in short, a hundred years in the long!"

With Li Zhou's black blood physique, cultivating the Blood Demon Record, in this world with abundant spiritual energy, if he has not made achievements within the year of defeat, he will either die halfway or be wasted.

"Really?"

The White Emperor was a little surprised.

He thought that Chen Changan would speak for at least three hundred years, or even a thousand years, but he only said one hundred years longest.

A hundred years is a very short time for the demon clan.

If it was so short-lived, he wouldn't mind taking a gamble.

"Naturally, take it seriously!" Chen Chang'an said.

"Okay, then if he hasn't reached this seat within a hundred years, he thinks that he can sit here and take charge of the Snow Old City and suppress the entire demon clan, what will you do?" asked the White Emperor.

"I can give you the exercises to solve your physical problems first, if Li Zhou can't meet the requirements you said within a hundred years, the marriage contract will be counted as invalid, how about it?" Chen Changan didn't give in.