Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

In the cosmic starry sky, Meng Chuan stood alone, watching the distant Kowloon pull the coffin.

"Shi Hao, the future, the chaotic ancient era..." Meng Chuan thought to himself, Shi Hao definitely knew him, and he had known him before this time.

"How do I return to the chaotic ancient times in the future? Cultivate to the other side and go back to the past?"

Meng Chuan thought to himself, and then remembered what Shi Hao said.

"Quick and infinitely resurrected weird immortal emperors, more than ten times the number, and weird ancestors..."

The situation on the front line is not very optimistic.

"But at least for a few million years, nothing will happen to Zhetian."

Thinking of this time period, Meng Chuan's salty fish heart burned.

He is only 38,500 years old now, not even 100,000 years old!

For him, the span of several million years is really a bit longer.

What's more, with Meng Chuan's current cultivation speed, millions of years...

All the spring water was directly dried up by Wei Fang!

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry, on the road, don't be in a hurry, the foundation is the most important thing." Meng Chuan will not just rush forward and break through just because he heard the news from Shi Hao today.

That's not necessary.

"Go back first for the eighth transformation, and then start creating him and me. It is said that I have been stuck for long enough at this step."

"And the sublimation and tenth transformation of the Red Dust and the Fairy Empress?"

Meng Chuan's figure disappeared here, returned to the Dao Realm, and when he was about to go to his closed island, Meng Chuan suddenly found the Dacheng Holy Body fighting in the depths of the Dao Realm, motionless.

"Brother Hongmao, what are you doing?" Meng Chuan wondered, thinking about life?

Then he went to the Dacheng Holy Body and patted him on the shoulder.

"You might as well practice, why are you standing here?" Meng Chuan asked curiously, feeling rather melancholy after reaching the Eucharist.

"Heavenly Emperor." Dacheng Saint Physique shouted, and then turned his gaze to the human world.

"When I came back,

Passing through one mortal planet after another, watching them live and work in peace and contentment on them, birth, old age, sickness and death. "

"Do you think that all living beings have a short lifespan but are also very happy?" Meng Chuan guessed the meaning of Dacheng Eucharist.

"No, didn't the Emperor of Heaven once tell me that every planet is filled with something called oxygen? Mortals and low-level monks need to absorb this thing to survive."

"Yes, I said, what's wrong?" Meng Chuan was puzzled. He used to brag with Dacheng Holy Body in the ancient forbidden land. No, he said a lot when he was exploring the world road with Dacheng Holy Body.

But you see, how can mortals think of oxygen when they grow old, sick and die? Could it be that you, the red-haired monster, have awakened a scientific heart?

"I suddenly thought, could this thing called oxygen be a chronic poisonous substance that poisons mortals, but the onset time of this poisonous substance is very long for mortals, it takes more than a hundred years."

"This may be the conspiracy of Tianzun Dujie, or the conspiracy of the Emperor, just like Emperor Zun."

After crossing the catastrophe, God Emperor Feng Ping was killed for no reason.

Meng Chuan was dumbfounded, and stared at the Dacheng Eucharist, what the hell, standing here, thinking about life, old age, sickness and death, and living and working in peace and contentment, the result is thinking about this kind of cerebral palsy?

"Love to suck or not!"

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Meng Chuan was furious, and left with a wave of his sleeves. The Holy Body is of the same vein, and his wisdom is low in his later years! It's unknown, so we must stay away from him in the future!

When I get back, I will cast a curse, making the lineage of the Eucharist dumb!

He, listen to this kind of problem, it has not been ten years, no, ten thousand years of cerebral thrombosis will never think of this kind of problem.

"What are you shouting for?" Dacheng Saint Body looked at Meng Chuan's angry back and snorted, "I don't breathe oxygen."

"However, it seems that if ordinary people don't inhale oxygen, they will die immediately, but if they inhale oxygen, even if it is a chronic poisonous substance, they can live for about a hundred years? And their life span is limited to a hundred years?"

The Dacheng Holy Body is entangled, so is it poisonous or non-toxic?

All the emperors of the Taoist world saw what happened here, and they all hid their faces at this time.

How could such a person become a god in the same world!

When Meng Chuan returned to his small island, he was still furious, his good mood was ruined, and then the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't bear it.

Directly open the long river of time, take the Dacheng Eucharist as the coordinate, and rely on it, go back in time, and see the Dacheng Eucharist when it was a child.

He wants to see if this person has ever read a book!

"Fuck!" Meng Chuan called out the name of a plant next to him, Dacheng Saint Physique, who came from an extraordinary background and was a descendant of a secular noble.

If his academic qualifications were converted to future generations of Earth, then no matter what, he would be at the level of a university!

"In the future, we must strictly investigate all monk schools to prevent all fake people from mixing in and poisoning the next generation!"

Meng Chuan secretly made up his mind, and at the same time decided that Ye Fan in the future must never be handed over to Dacheng Eucharist for training.

Let Wushi come, anyway, Wushi's father is also Holy Body, and he knows this lineage very well. His own physique is also related to Holy Body, and his realm is high enough. It is more than enough to give Ye Fan advice!

By the way, also cultivate a successor for Wu Shi!

To be a "prince" without beginning, Ye Fan will be a "grandson"!

"Huh? Why is Wu Shi still the prince after a hundred thousand years?" Meng Chuan suddenly became confused about his thoughts.

"Is it because I haven't abdicated after a hundred thousand years?"

Meng Chuan calmed down his mood, and tried his best to forget about the strange problem of Dacheng Eucharist. After calming down, Meng Chuan was ready to retreat, and the eighth transformation was just around the corner!

The Dao merits in his body are almost gushing out!

...

Meng Chuan is in retreat, Meng Chuan is also salted fish, Meng Chuan is still in the water group, they are all Meng Chuan...

[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Hi everyone!

[Group Member] Dugu Baitian lv140: Hello, Great Emperor

Meng Chuan was taken aback, not expecting that Lonely Baitian would be the first to respond to him.

"It seems that Dugu Baitian has nothing to do at this time?" Meng Chuan thought about it for a while. It seems that Dugu Baitian didn't have a lot of things in the entire plot of the tomb of the gods.

Couldn't it be that another big water monster entered the group, uh, with Dugu Baitian's temperament, it shouldn't be possible to become a water monster, that is the king of diving peeping screens?

[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Hello, my God! How is it, are you still used to being here?

[Group member] Dugu Baitian lv140: Very used to it

Dugu Baitian felt that this was really his greatest opportunity, especially those miraculous skills in the group shops, which really scratched his heart.

Taking his body as a seed, he told me that he was an eye-opener for cultivating immortals, martial arts, and secret techniques. Even if he just watched it without formal cultivation, he would benefit a lot.

Vaguely feel, as if seeing a higher world.

[Administrator] Meng Qi lv59: Tsk tsk, with a new love, ignore us old people!

[Group member] Lu Mingfei lv43: Great Emperor, Xiao Meng is jealous, the kind that can only be coaxed with one mouth!

[Group member] Yaochen lv65: I can't see one, I'll count one, one hundred!

"Sand sculpture!" Meng Chuan scolded with a smile, a group of hairy people know how to play tricks, and so do Yao Lao, who are hundreds of years old.

Meng Chuan subconsciously ignored that he was tens of thousands of years old.

Dugu Baitian had already discovered what that strange feeling was when he first entered.

That is, he found that the people in this group seemed not very serious...

The style of painting is a little different from the group of heaven-rank and heaven-defying powerhouses in his own world.

Dugu Baitian was about to talk to Meng Chuan about cultivation, when suddenly his expression changed, and he looked outside at the cemetery, where there was a grave that moved a bit!

"It turns out that the period of ten thousand years has arrived..."