The phantom of Yan Lao, who was condensed by the qi machine, looked at Zhuge Chen, and it took a long time before he spit out a sentence: "What's the matter with you, a good realm, why is there no drop left now?"

Zhuge Chen yawned and said casually: "If it's gone, it's gone, anyway, I'm in this Dayan Capital City right now, and I'm in the Wang family's courtyard, so I don't have many opportunities to make a move." ”

"Tell me what happened. Yan Lao asked reluctantly: "When you left the academy, you had already sat firmly in the realm of good luck. Even if there is such an old monster and the imprint I left on you, it will be enough for you to protect yourself. It could be a bamboo basket fetching water, how could it be, with your temperament, you shouldn't provoke cultivators in this realm!"

Zhuge Chen replied with a smile: "Old Yan, don't guess, it's Wang Long, the sect leader of the Taihang Sect." Old grudges don't have to be mentioned. ”

Old Yan sighed, and when he was about to smash the table in front of him, he said with some annoyance: "Who should I be, it turns out to be him! Deprive him of his magic skills, knock it down the bamboo basket to draw water, and it will be difficult to move an inch for the rest of his life!"

If you look at it according to the ordinary, the fundamental reason why the bamboo basket with the body of the wonderful art can be far higher than the cultivators of this realm is that the magic is on the top of the wonderful art. Even if they fall to the Mandate of Heaven, the magic is still there, and it is not a problem to cross the border to kill those ordinary bamboo baskets to draw water.

It can be said that as long as the magic is in the hands of the hand, it is a matter of this life. Even if the cultivation path is completely cut off, it can be used as a corner of peace, and it will not be found and killed by the enemy with a low realm.

As for why Zhuge Chen couldn't keep his mirror, it was very simple. Because his magic technique was obtained with the help of the foundation of the mountains and rivers left by the kendo people in the entire demon cave, and it had nothing to do with him, so naturally he couldn't keep it in his hands all the time.

However, Yan Lao's magic can deprive a practitioner of his magic skills, and if it is evaluated pertinently, it will naturally be extremely damaging. But if it is handed over to Zong Zhengping and as old as Yan, it is not a bad thing.

Zhuge Chen took a sip of wine, and said without a match: "Don't bother to talk about getting old, that Wang Lung has been killed by me." If Yan Lao had to trouble him, he would have to detain his soul. But his soul was also scattered for me, and he couldn't even be reincarnated by the army, leaving a divine consciousness to live hard, it was better to die directly. ”

Although Yan Lao knew Zhuge Chen's killing power, he was still surprised when he heard about it in person. This is enough to cross the three realms, so I can still kill, does it prove that when the white clothes in front of me step into the realm of saints, they can kill immortals?!

After a while, Yan Lao lightly spit out a sentence of great significance: "The bitter sea should rise!"

Even though there was a distance of thousands of miles, as this Great Zhendao raised his hand, it still isolated a small world with incomplete rules. But with such a big deal, the whole world can do it, and ten fingers are enough to count it.

The head of the Wang family looked at the majestic qi rising in front of him and said nothing

, walked back into the house, and continued to lie down in bed and go to sleep. Not to mention that he is an old man, just if a great Zhendao wants to harm Zhuge Chen, it is impossible to prevent it. Even if he tried desperately to stop it, he couldn't. Instead of staying here, you might as well go back to sleep. Otherwise, after a while, those bastards from the military department may not be able to figure out what ideas will make him scold.

In the small world, Yan Lao stood in front of Zhuge Chen, stretched out his hand and snatched away his wine jug, and said with a straight face after putting it aside: "Zhuge Ao, what I say to you next, you have to keep it in mind." ”

Although Zhuge Chen has a temper that doesn't take everything to heart, he also knows the priorities of things. What's more, it is not a trivial matter to let a great master isolate the world from heaven and earth. He straightened his waist slightly, and said, "Just say what Old Yan has." ”

"I know that you are from the Heavenly Heaven above our heads, and not only that, but I also know that you are from the Brahma Zhuge family in the Four Realms of Middle-earth. And the god king who was in the limelight a few days ago is you. Yan Lao said quietly.

Since coming to this world, Zhuge Chen has never been broken by humanity. When Yan Lao said this, he was a little nervous for the first time, and even stretched his hand to his waist. When he touched the rubber pillar sword, he remembered that he had lost his realm. But even if the realm is still there, if Yan Lao really wants to have other thoughts about him, he has a chance to resist?

Not at all, not for a moment.

Zhuge Chen laughed at himself, and then said, "What Elder Yan said is right. ”

"I won't hide it from you. Yan Lao ignored Zhuge Chen, and continued to talk to himself: "My name Zhuge is light-hearted, it's not a coincidence, and I also came from that Zhuge family that didn't have bullshit and human affection. It's just that I don't have anything to do with it anymore, and I came to this world hundreds of years ago. As soon as I set foot here, I felt that this was my hometown, and as for the heavens, I was actually a real passerby. ”

Everything made sense, and Zhuge Chen suddenly became clear. If this were not the case, how could the elder Yan, who had a weak temperament, stand out for him and even accept him as a disciple? A champion of the Ten Thousand Clans Association really proves that he is extremely talented. But what kind of cultivator who has the ability to reach the realm of the Perfection Path is not like this? The Perfection Path is only above the Perfection Path.

People in the rivers and lakes say that the separation between the immortals and the mortals, but after ascending to the sky, they can find that the real barrier has always been in the realm of bamboo basket water. After all, the so-called empty aftertalk is not just talking. At least eighty percent of the cultivators, who are determined to forge ahead, have fallen here.

"Of course, I'm not telling you this to emphasize our relationship between the two of us. That's useless, if you're a piece of shit, I won't look at you squarely. Yan Lao said with a smile.

Although this was very polite, Zhuge Chen did not feel the slightest discomfort. Cultivators are like this, so why do they have to go against their hearts and force them to say polite words. If that's the case, there's nothing but contempt for each other.

Zhuge Chen didn't say a word, waiting for the following.

Yan Lao continued: "Since I beheaded the God King Body, it stands to reason that there should be endless troubles in the future. But the situation of nine deaths and one life, how can you give the scriptures

Ten lives and no death?"

Zhuge Chen smiled and said: "Life should not be extinguished, otherwise what would it be?" Those behind-the-scenes manipulators who had deliberately arranged to cut off my future may not have thought of how much trouble they had caused. If I really become an immortal one day, won't their intestines have to be repentant? Many times, you just want to be a tiger down the mountain, although fierce, but not invincible. But some people who are worried about the sky have to turn you into a dragon in the sky, they are all forced!"

The old phantom walked to Bai Yi's side and sat down on the steps next to him: "Naturally, I know that my enemies are countless, so I have to be more careful." Judging from your current killing power, if you can't far surpass the high-spirited white-clothed God King in the past, it's almost the same. If you go higher, it will only be better, and it will never be worse. If you are still under the sights of those mortal enemies in this world, the tragedy will happen again. Losing the realm this time is not necessarily a good thing, it can make you recognize yourself. Otherwise, there is no invincible realm, but with this temper, if you don't die young, who will die young? Listen to me, if you still need to cross two or three realms to kill cultivators next time, don't do it. Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, and whether you take revenge or not, isn't it all in your thoughts?"

Zhuge Chen closed his eyes, opened them immediately, and said, "I've been taught." ”

Between the conversations between the two, the place was turbulent and became more and more powerful.

After all, this is not within the mountain gate of the Bitter Sea Academy, and without the victory array, the Heavenly Dao will only continue to crowd out Yan Lao.

He stood up and said loudly: "Let's go, this heavenly way is really stingy." Even if I went to stay elsewhere for a while, I couldn't give up. ”

Zhuge Chen, who heard such an interesting statement for the first time, laughed, and after a while, he smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said: "In the final analysis, I am the same kind of person as Yan Lao. The family abandoned the child, nothing more than that. ”

It's all on this, and Yan Lao still doesn't forget to laugh at himself. He stretched out a finger and said after tapping Zhuge Chen: "I am, you are not, because you will make them regret it." ”

Zhuge Chen was still stubborn and said: "Yan Lao is too. ”

Yan Lao listened, didn't say anything more, laughed, and rode away with the wind at the moment before the collapse of the small world.

Because the time in the small world is different from the world, it seems that a long time has passed, but in fact it is just a stick of incense.

Bai Yi picked up the wine jug that was thrown on the ground by Yan Lao in distress, and said to himself: "After coming to this world, the wine I have drunk is good, and the people I have met are wonderful. If it goes on like this, I don't want to go back to heaven anymore!"

After some emotion, he held the wine jug and walked in the courtyard. At this moment, a soft voice sounded behind him: "Zhuge Gongzi?"

Zhuge Chen turned his head to look at it, and said with some surprise: "Miss Qin Luo, why are you here?"

It was the woman Zhuge Chen met before he had been planning for a long time to kill Wang Long, the sect leader of the Taihang Sect. It's just that he didn't figure out why the other party appeared in this Dayan Capital City and found the Wang family's courtyard.

Qin

Luo Wan'er smiled and said, "Thinking that since you are studying, you can't just retreat in your own yard. And if that were the case, I wouldn't have met Childe today. ”

is so direct, Rao is Zhuge Chen is also a little embarrassed.

The spring breeze with a slight cool breeze blew, and Zhuge Chen remembered that he invited Qin Luo into the house.

"The warmer the weather, the more Childe still wears so much, aren't you sick?" Qin Luo asked.

Zhuge Chen poured a cup of tea for the woman in front of him, and said casually: "Yes, I am almost well when I am caught in the cold." ”

"Then you have to be careful. Qin Luo put the teacup to his mouth, blew it and said, "Even if Gongzi is a cultivator, he has to be responsible for his own body." ”

Zhuge Chen, who knew a woman's temperament well, wanted to change the topic, but Qin Luo wanted to take Zhuge Chen to a Lang Zhong she knew for treatment. Zhuge Chen was miserable, so he had to sigh in his heart: Butler, why did you put this one in!

(End of chapter)