"Escape!"

Wang Quan's heart was not good, so he hurriedly turned around in place and turned into a cloud of yellow mist and dissipated.

"The last time I saw it was hundreds of millions of years ago..."The sloppy old man glanced at the location where the royal power was, a hint of emotion flashed on his face, he crossed his legs, hooked his right foot, and picked it up with his hand.

"Ahh Ahh

A joyful tone came from the old man's mouth.

The royal power in the underground must not know all this, the mana in his body is working to the extreme, and the divine power is running non-stop all the time. He felt that the Tuhuang Instant Killing, who had always been invincible, suddenly lost its effect, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in a big net, although he was on the run, the king knew that his position had not changed.

"Some doorways!" Wang Quan looked at the single-plank bridge overhead, his face pale. He had already understood that he had met a real immortal. Among the immortals, there are still very few waste materials like Kong Xuan who control the origin of the innate five elements but can't even break the earth movement technique.

He thought about it, stopped trying to run, and returned to the ground generously.

"Old man, we have no grievances in the past and no enemies in the near future, what do you mean by this?" Wang Quan looked coldly at the old man who was picking at his feet with his eyes closed.

The old man took his fingers under his nose and sniffed it, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, and then glanced at Wang Quan with strange eyes: "My old man happened to be sleeping, but he was woken up by the volcanic ash sprinkled by some people, and he really didn't want to get up. ”

"Moreover, your junior methods are also a little more vicious, those yin spirits have finally found a place to stay, but you want to use divine thunder to blast them away. If it weren't for the old man's action, I don't know how many ghosts would have died in your hands!"

Wang Quan couldn't stand the old man's hobby of picking his feet, he tried his best not to look at the old man's right hand and feet, and said: "Old man, what you said is not right! Those yin spirits want to devour my essence, and I am just trying to protect myself!"

There was nothing malicious about this old man who picked his feet, otherwise the royal power would have died a long time ago. Therefore, the royal power is not stage frightened and outspoken.

"That's right!" To the surprise of Wang Quan, the old man who picked his feet did not get angry, but smiled and nodded: "Both of you are here to survive, and there is nothing wrong with what you do, besides, the Yin Spirit is originally a dead thing, and it is not right to linger in the world." ”

Wang Quan took a closer look at the barefoot old man with his hair scattered, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a name popped up.

Barefoot Daisen!

The barefoot immortal is a relatively well-known immortal, and he is a scattered immortal in the fairy world. He is usually always on the move, and his barefoot outfit is the most distinctive.

Although the old man in front of him did not have a smiling face, there were relatively few big men among the immortals. If this person is not a barefoot immortal, then he must be the teacher of a barefoot immortal.

This suspected barefoot immortal seemed to see the king's thoughts clearly, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face: "Good boy, you actually recognize Lao Dao!" he said, and from time to time he put his finger on his tongue and licked it, very excited.

"The art of heart communication!" Wang Quan's mind turned and he began to think wildly.

The art of heart communication is one of the six spiritual powers of Taoism, the magic power changes, in and out freely, insight into the ten sentient beings, know the subtle things in the hearts of others, although others have not started their minds, the prophet, although the minds of others have not germinated, the seer, this is the heart of the mind.

"Huh?" The barefoot immortal also sensed the chaotic thoughts in Wang Quan's heart, and some of the pictures were even more unsightly, and Rao is profoundness was also shocked by these pictures.

"Good boy, you actually use such a means to guard against the old way!" The barefoot immortal smiled dumbly, he didn't expect to be pitted by his own magical powers.

"Well, it's the fault of the old way, you shouldn't use such magical powers to read other people's privacy!"

The barefoot fairy stood up with a big belly, turned around, and the golden light flashed, turning into an old man in a kudzu shirt holding a fan, and his face was very kind.

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the barefoot immortal would actually take the initiative to admit his mistake, and a great immortal-level figure apologized to a qi refiner, which was simply a fantasy. However, this scene really happened.

"Lao Dao originally wanted to test you to ascend to immortal, but he didn't want to, you kid actually avoided it regardless of it, and recognized Lao Dao's identity!"

"This immortal temptation is divided into three levels, namely the Flying Immortal Stream, the Night Stay, and the Lingbao Pavilion, which is set up by the old Taoist for those who are destined, as long as you pass these three levels, you can become a disciple of the old Tao. Judging from the current situation, although you have some fate with Lao Dao, you have no master-apprentice relationship. ”

"Is that so?" Wang Quan's heart was extremely clear, and he didn't feel regretful. The first being in the world to attain enlightenment did not have anyone to guide him, but he still created the Dao Method. Wang Quan has ten thousand Taoist books in his mind, and it is better to cultivate by himself, and there are more elders to worship others as teachers, and under the entanglement of luck, some miscellaneous things will also fall on his head.

What a transparent person the barefoot immortal is, even if he doesn't use the technique of heart communication, he can see through the idea of the king's power at a glance, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, it has a relationship with that Taoist friend, and I don't know where this descendant got the inheritance of their lineage, it's really a blessing!"

"That's it, since this thing is destined for you, let's be with you!" the barefoot immortal shook his head, and the whole person turned into a ball of light and disappeared in place.

Wang Quan looked at the position where the barefoot immortal disappeared with a bewildered expression, this great immortal said that he would go, he was really willful, but who let the family have that strength. Moreover, what these predecessors like to do most is to appear in front of people, pretending to be gods and ghosts, in order to show their extraordinary. If Wang Quan also had that strength, he would definitely act like this, and he would have a good time.

Piercing through layers of fog and crossing a single-plank bridge, a cliff appeared in front of his eyes. It is said to be a cliff, but in fact it is a huge stone platform, and the top of the whole stone platform is extremely flat, like a knife split. In the center of the platform, a dazzling beam of sunlight fell, like the headlights of the stage.

As soon as Wang Quan stepped onto the stone platform, an incomparably domineering force poured into his body from the soles of his feet. He felt that some of the aura in his body was actually expelled by this force.

"What is this?" Wang Quan crouched down, spread his palms on the stone platform, and began to investigate.