Accept fate.
Tang Jianqiu was no longer afraid.
He looked at Chen Xianchao's current state, and everything that happened had transcended his views as a warrior.
perhaps.
At this moment, he believed that there really were immortals in this world.
Tang Jianqiu was already waiting for Chen Xianchao to kill him, but he saw Chen Xianchao slowly turning around, gathering together a set of clothes from the Jinyiwei who he had killed, and dressing himself until Chen Xianchao stood in front of him again.
Chen Xian said: "Thank you for pulling out Fei Zhong's sword."
Tang Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Chen Xianchao, are you not going to kill me?"
When he asked this question, the black sword flashed past his eyes.
"I gave you a chance."
Murong Qingfeng's carriage was parked in the distance. The old horse might be blind or deaf. So many people died and there was such a big movement. It was leaning on the side of the official road, occasionally lowering its head to pick up yellow grass. Chewing.
Chen Xianchao approached the old horse and stared at the old horse with a pair of sharp eyes, clearing his doubts.
It's really deaf and blind.
When Da Li retreated to the Jiulong River, the imperial court of the Southern Dynasty spent half of its energy asking for help from Yuan Dynasty and Dawu, and also spent half of its energy on Compassion Mountain and Chen Xian Dynasty.
perhaps.
Such a dynasty should have been destroyed by Da Li.
But the world of the Southern Dynasties was already in chaos.
Chen Xianchao fought from Lingnan City to outside Wuzhou City. The deaths of Shen Tutian, the Six Great Gods, and Fei Zhong pushed Chen Xianchao to the pinnacle of the Southern Dynasties.
Before Chen Xianchao entered the Southern Dynasty, every Jianghu person wanted to kill him.
But now.
Chen Xianchao drove an old horse and walked slowly towards the city where the Murong clan was located. No one dared to stop him.
The court said.
Millions of soldiers from the Da Li Dynasty are in front, and they want to defend against the enemy.
Jianghu said.
The innate masters of the Southern Dynasty are all at the foot of the Compassion Mountain, wanting to kill Gu Miaozai, the sinner of the dynasty.
Just two days.
Chen Xianchao became the peach blossom swordsman who was talked about by people in the Southern Dynasties. No one dared to look at the peach blossoms, and no one dared to mention Dajing.
The wheels turned creakingly.
This is a classic car pulled by an old horse.
"I thought you had died under the devouring of the Great Emperor Sutra that day."
Chen Xianchao said calmly.
After learning that there was a soul body in his body, he was not surprised.
"that's all?"
"Have I paid so much for you?"
"I'm like a lactating cow for you to suck from every day. Is this how you view my existence?"
Meng Can is going to explode.
She couldn't help but curse Chen Xianchao from beginning to end, from heaven to earth.
But she held back.
Chen Xianchao sat calmly on the carriage and said calmly: "What do you want me to think of you?"
Meng Can almost broke her teeth.
Fortunately, she is just a spirit body now and has no teeth.
"How do you look at me?"
"Okay, okay."
"Chen Xianchao, you are such a heartless person!"
"Why did I meet you! Oh my God! I, Meng Can, have such a miserable life. Why did I meet such a heartless bastard! You suck me like a child every day. Now that my wings have hardened, I have turned my back on you and don’t recognize anyone else. Why am I, Meng Can, so miserable?"
Chen Xianchao heard this, but remained indifferent and said: "I owe you, but I really don't know that it is you who have always provided me with inner strength and spiritual energy."
Meng Can snorted and said: "Since you know that you owe me, I have only one request, give me your body. So now, you immediately let this neural dragon and brain-dead elephant leave my soul body."
Chen Xian said: "I'm sorry, I can't do this."
Meng Can exploded again.
"Oh my God! This Chen Xianchao has no conscience! He turns his back on me and refuses to recognize me! He deserves to be struck by lightning..."
Meng Can was still acting crazily in Chen Xianchao's mind. Chen Xianchao had had enough of Meng Can's neurotic performance.
then.
The devouring power of the Dragon Emperor and the Elephant Emperor suddenly strengthened.
Meng Can was like a firecracker being lit.
"Chen Xianchao, what are you doing?"
Chen Xianchao said coldly: "I'm trying to see if I can refine you."
Meng Can said: "My aunt has helped you, now you want to refine me?"
"Yes."
Meng Can sneered and said, "Let me tell you a few words, do you really think you can control me?"
"Yes."
Meng Can roared: "If you are a man, you can take away this neural dragon and brain-dead elephant from me. If I don't crush your Tianling Cap, my aunt, Meng Can, will take your surname."
Chen Xianchao said calmly: "I will be eighteen in two months. This junior is still just a child, not a man."
"Ahhhh! Chen Xianchao, you little bastard, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Chen Xian said: "It would be good if the old man changed his name to Chen Mengcan."
"old?"
"I was only three hundred and forty-seven years old when my body died. Do you think I am old?"
Chen Xian said: "This junior is seventeen years old."
"Okay, okay, great!"
"Chen Xianchao, since we can't live together peacefully, I will blow myself up in the sea of your consciousness right now, and no one will survive."
After Meng Can said that, Chen Xianchao felt a strange force begin to brew in his consciousness. Even if he used the Dragon Emperor and the Elephant Emperor to suppress it, the force was still amplifying, as if a barrel of gunpowder was about to explode.
"My aunt has been tyrannical for three hundred years and has never suffered such injustice. Instead of letting you suck me to death bit by bit, I might as well drag you to death together."
Chen Xianchao said: "I don't believe you will give up the opportunity to be reborn. If you want to blow up your soul, I will make a bet with you to see who will die."
Chen Xianchao was really gambling.
Information about the Dragon Emperor's immortal body and the Xiang Emperor's prison-suppressing power poured into his mind. If he was really so domineering, he would not die.
Meng Can was serious, her soul body was glowing, illuminating Chen Xianchao's sea of consciousness.
She stared at Chen Xianchao's unawakened soul behind Long Xiang.
"Chen Xianchao, I, Meng Can, have said so many nice things to you, but you don't appreciate it! If that's the case, then follow me to hell!"
Silent explosions and endless storm fluctuations swept through Chen Xianchao's sea of consciousness. The dragon elephant was also disappearing, and Chen Xianchao's soul was disappearing, and the place returned to darkness.
Chen Xianchao's complexion slowly turned pale and gray, as if he was gradually changing from a living person to a sculpture.
In the dark sea of consciousness.
Like a firefly, suddenly flickering.
Meng Can's momentum became weak and she looked at Long Xiang and Chen Xianchao who had disappeared.
"Hahaha."
"You think I don't have any means and will lay out a formation of ten thousand snake kings waiting for the opportunity to seize the body?"
Meng Can is not dead.
But the cost of self-destructing 90% of her soul power was huge. Even if she took over Chen Xianchao's body, it would still be difficult for her to return to her peak state within two to three hundred years.
But the good thing is.
Now she is free and no longer has to be treated like a cow, being sucked off day and night.
"Now, let me see what kind of skills you practice in this physical body."
The power of Meng Can's soul began to sink into Chen Xianchao's sea of consciousness. As long as her soul matched, she could completely seize Chen Xianchao.
At this moment, a clear soul suddenly condensed in front of her eyes.
"Ah~~"
Meng Can had never been frightened like this in his life, and he couldn't help but scream.
Meng Can said: "No way, you can't still be alive."
Chen Xianchao won the bet.
But he doesn't have the power to kill Meng Can now.
The Dragon Emperor's immortal body is outside the body.
The so-called "Yin and Yang, the two kings of life and death" represent the immortal power of the physical body.
Obviously, if the current Chen Xianchao wants to reach this level, he must cultivate the Dragon Emperor's immortal body to a perfect state.
He and Meng Can blew up their souls and won the bet.
It's because Xianghuang suppresses prison power.
The Emperor's Sutra says: The Elephant Emperor governs the four directions, and the four directions are in charge of the eight emperors.
The four directions represent: essence, energy and soul.
The Eight Emperors correspond to the 'concrete images' cultivated by the 'Essence, Qi and Soul'.
Jing palms the five internal organs and is the emperor of the internal organs and fu organs; Qi palms the martial arts Danhai and is the emperor of martial arts and elixir; Shen palms the will and thinking, and is the emperor of Yi and Si emperor; soul palms the three souls and seven souls and is the emperor of soul and soul. Emperor.
Meng Can's soul self-destructed, and the powerful power inspired Xiang Huang's instinct to suppress the prison and protect the Lord. When Chen Xianchao's soul was about to collapse, he completely integrated into Chen Xianchao's soul, and with the immortal power of the Dragon Emperor's immortal body, he Chen Xianchao's soul awakened from despair.
It's rebirth.
