In the early morning, the morning sun crossed the horizon, the purple qi was rolling, coming from the east, and the early monsters in Yong'an City struggled to open their mouths and suck hard, wanting to absorb the essence of this heaven and earth and transform it into their own cultivation. The purple qi floating over Yong'an City was pulled and fell down, enveloping the entire city.

Purple qi was permeated, and at this moment, Yong'an City was not a demon city, but a fairy city.

"......Boom" The sound of the wind blowing leaves sounded, and in the back garden of the windless Sanssouci Palace, a three-zhang high golden mulberry tree shook thirty-six wide and fat golden leaves, pulling down the purple qi in one breath.

Chen Xianpan sat under the Divine Mulberry Tree, dipping in the light of the Divine Mulberry Tree, his purple qi absorption today was three or four times that of the past, and he actually absorbed a piece of arm thick and three feet long.

As an innate spiritual root, the function of the Divine Mulberry Tree can not only be used as a magic weapon storage, but also has the common functions of other innate spiritual roots, such as regulating the earth's veins, sorting out the spiritual energy, suppressing qi luck, and so on. Moreover, the original body of the sacred mulberry tree is the Fuso tree, which is known as the "sunrise Fusang", which is naturally close to the sun, and the amount of purple gas swallowed is amazing. As long as Chen Xian cultivated on the edge of the Divine Mulberry Tree, the amount of purple qi he swallowed every day was four or five times that of usual, which was of great benefit to his cultivation.

"Comfortable!" After refining the purple qi, Chen Xian, who was warm all over, groaned comfortably and opened his eyes.

After digesting the purple qi and the sun rose high, Chen Xian stood up, and after playing the Tai Chi in his memory, he stood up.

Recalling the Tai Chi he had just performed, Chen Xian began to reflect: "Well, this Tai Chi is in his own hands, with the original method of breathing, and the route of the exercises, it is simply a matter of turning decay into magic, but it seems to be worse when used against the enemy, compared with the True Dragon Nine Style, the Xianyuan is still a little stagnant in the meridians, obviously the exercises are not perfect, and there are still many things that need to be improved." ”

"But ......" After pondering for a moment, Chen Xian's eyebrows raised, and he said secretly: "However, long weapons are popular in this world, and it is extremely unsafe to grab a white blade empty-handed, in case you encounter a sharp divine weapon, it will not be good to hurt your hand." And if you meet the kind of person who is also proficient in borrowing strength, your half-hung Taijiquan will definitely be beaten all over your body. ”

"It's a pity that there was no Tai Chi sword in the original self-study class, otherwise if you find out, it will definitely be a set of swordsmanship that amazes the world, and with the oolong sword, your combat effectiveness will definitely be able to soar, even if you meet an opponent who likes to use the doppelganger technique to fight more and less, you can also win with one enemy and more. Of course, the prerequisite is to know the Taiji Sword, and the opponent's realm is equivalent to his own, and he can't crush himself. Chen Xian looked at the oolong sword on his waist and sighed.

Sighing for a while, Chen Xian thought to himself that whether it was Tai Chi Boxing or Tai Chi Sword, they were all boxing and swordsmanship that were not heavy-minded, maybe he could deduce a set of exclusive Tai Chi swords according to the artistic conception.

Thinking so, Chen Xian's right hand pressed on the hilt of the oolong sword, and was about to draw the sword, when a dense sound of footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, and he had to stop moving.

Looking back, I saw the five stewards in the back garden (the five female flower demons in Thorn Ridge) and the four girls of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting stepping on small broken steps, curling Tingting.

"See the emperor!" the nine beautiful beauties came up and down, bowed down and said softly.

The five imperial garden stewards are all flower demons, especially Tianxiang and Lingxiang, two of which are laurel incarnations, as soon as they came to him, Chen Xian immediately smelled a refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xian asked lightly after calming down.

"Emperor Yu, Emperor Pingtian is visiting, and he is serving tea in the Gathering Immortal Palace. Qin Yun stepped forward.

"Oh, I know!" Chen Xian said, and walked outside, but in his heart he was thinking about the purpose of the Bull Demon King's trip.

"The eldest brother is coming, why don't you send a greeting post? In this way, the younger brother can go out of the city for ten miles to greet him, and he will not be rude!" As soon as he stepped into the Juxian Palace, Chen Xian joked.

"Eighth brother, is this to blame me for coming uninvited?" Hearing Chen Xian's ridicule, the Bull Demon King glared at a pair of bull's eyes and said.

"How dare you. Chen Xian waved his hand again and again, and sat down on the first place under the Bull Demon King.

"I'm here this time...... Hmm, Old Eight, what is your cultivation?" the Bull Demon King was about to say the purpose of his visit, but his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Chen Xian with an inquiring expression and asked.

"The eldest brother's eyes are really sharp, I originally wanted to surprise the eldest brother, but I didn't expect to be seen through by the eldest brother. Chen Xian smiled and let go of his Taiyi Golden Immortal's breath and said.

"Tsk, I thought that Lao Qi was born and raised, as the son of heaven and earth, the spirit of Zhong heaven and earth, and his qualifications are the best among our brothers. Now it seems that the eighth brother is a genius, and he actually came from behind and arrived in the realm of Taiyi earlier than the seventh brother. The Bull Demon King was amazed.

"My qualifications are not as good as Seventh Brother, I just work harder than him!" Chen Xian shook his head and said modestly.

"That's right!" Chen Xian originally meant to be modest, not wanting the Bull Demon King to nod in agreement.

This is really hurtful, and the corners of Chen Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"The monkey, according to his own account, practiced earnestly for more than three years when he was only with a master, and then he traveled all over the world and visited Yingjie. Tsk, if you have cultivated to the peak of the Golden Immortal in three years, if you cultivate seriously after swearing to us, instead of wandering around all day long, looking for us to drink and fight, will you have cultivated to the Great Luo Golden Immortal now?" The Bull Demon King didn't notice the change in Chen Xian, and still said to himself.

Chen Xian silently shed tears in his heart: Okay, compared to Sun Monkey, who followed the Bodhi Patriarch and cultivated to the peak of the Golden Immortal without taking any tonics, as a traverser, he has been relying on pills to cultivate, and it took nearly forty years to cultivate into the Taiyi Golden Immortal by looking for adventures everywhere, and his qualifications are indeed different.

"I hate the protagonist's aura!" "As a traverser, he should have been a well-deserved protagonist, but unfortunately in the world of Journey to the West, he was destined not to become the protagonist, and at this moment, Chen Xian hated the protagonist's aura very much.

Of course, if the protagonist's aura fell on his head, Chen Xian would definitely not say that.

"By the way, big brother, you haven't said your intention this time!" Seeing that the Bull Demon King still had a tendency to continue to praise the monkey, Chen Xian immediately interrupted.

"Oh, oh. That's right, I just received the news that in another fifty or sixty years, the peach that ripens in the peach orchard for 9,000 years will be ripe. After Chen Xian's reminder, the Bull Demon King remembered the purpose of this trip, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then said slowly and logically.

"And then?" Chen Xian asked lightly, but he was slandering in his heart, how come monsters have the habit of saying half a word, and they will die after saying it once!

"The Queen Mother is going to hold a peach party, but there is no name of our brother in the invitation list!" said the Bull Demon King with a look of hatred.