Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor

"Yang Pan, come out and meet me!"

"Come out and meet me!"

"see me!"

...

What is 36D stereo surround playback without dead angle!

The voice of Taoist Good Fortune echoed in Yujing City over and over again, directly causing everyone to look up here.

"What are those? Are they flying?" Someone saw the four men of Meng Chuan standing out of thin air, with a horrified tone.

How can a person fly?

What kind of bird do you think you are?

In today's world, Wu Wenhou, who is famous all over the world, can't do it!

"It's seniors." In a restaurant in Yujing City, a fifteen-year-old boy stood up excitedly.

As a ghost fairy, he has good eyesight and has already seen Meng Chuan and the others.

"Ziyue, these are the chances you mentioned?" Someone beside him asked.

These people are all friends he found, they are not weak, they are all famous existences, and there are even people who are the same as him in the Eight Great Demon Immortals.

If you want someone to help you punch, naturally you can't find some rookies.

"Yes, a real big opportunity." Bai Ziyue looked there with fiery eyes.

Just because he took one more look at Meng Chuan in the crowd, he is now sure to survive a thunder disaster!

And there is a steady stream of insights emerging in his mind!

What is a senior?

False seniors: need filial piety, give few benefits, and set tests.

The real seniors: high-spirited, directly give benefits, and support the younger generation with great virtue.

"However, what are the seniors looking for with Yang Pan?" Bai Ziyue was a little puzzled. Could it be that he did something to offend the seniors?

Thinking of this, Bai Ziyue's heart trembled. If this is the case, then he must seize the opportunity well.

And Hong Yi, who returned to the Hou's Mansion, also heard the words of Taoist Good Fortune. He looked excited and wanted to run to the imperial city to see his teacher and see what the opportunity was, but the rationality in his heart made him not do that.

"Snapped!"

Because of Hong Yi's restless mood, his hand was unsteady, and the martial arts scripture in his hand fell directly into the stove!

"Oops!" Hong Yi exclaimed, and then wanted to pick up the martial arts.

He still wanted to practice martial arts and Taoism. Anyway, he found out from Meng Chuan's tone that the teacher did not object to his cultivation, and said that he would have his own fate in the future.

For him, Wu Jing is more important. If this one is gone, he will have no way to get a second one.

In Daoist cultivation, one knows enough principles, and one can soar into the sky, but martial arts, one has to follow the cheats step by step.

Hong Yi hurriedly picked up the martial arts, but found that most of it had been burned, Hong Yi was a little depressed.

"Huh?" Hong Yi suddenly wondered. In the burned part, he saw a small piece of dark gold that seemed to be gold leaf. It was densely packed with small characters and some pictures.

"This is your chance." A clear voice sounded in Hong Yi's ear.

"Teacher!" Hong Yi exclaimed in surprise.

"Cultivate well." Meng Chuan's voice sounded again, and then there were a few more books in front of Hong Yi.

Bull Demon Powerful Fist!

Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist!

A series of martial arts secret books from the Great Zen Temple were handed over to Hong Yi at this moment.

This is because of Meng Chuan, Hong Yi didn't get the secret book because he didn't talk to Bai Ziyue, and now Meng Chuan gave it to Hong Yi.

Moreover, this is an enhanced version of Meng Chuan.

"Looking forward to the day when we meet again." Meng Chuan's last words sounded.

"I will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations!" Hong Yi's heart warmed up, he looked at the cheat book and bowed to Kong Kong.

And the day he and Meng Chuan met again was when his mother was resurrected.

And Hong Yi waited for a while, but before Meng Chuan continued to speak, he put his eyes on the martial arts scripture in his hand, and with a hard heart, he threw the martial arts scripture into the fire and continued to burn!

After a while, the martial arts scriptures were completely burnt out, and a volume of scriptures appeared, with countless densely packed texts on it. In the middle of the texts was a big Buddha, sitting upright in the void, surrounded by countless suns, moons and stars.

Amitabha Sutra!

At the moment when the Amitabha Sutra was acquired by Hong Yi, his luck soared instantly, and he dived out of the abyss, roaring nine days.

Meng Chuan specifically told him that because he discovered the change in Hong Yi's luck.

Of course, this change is not visible to everyone.

"Bold!"

In the imperial city, there were countless angry shouts, scolding the four of Meng Chuan.

Although Meng Chuan's flying performance was astonishing, in this era, in the imperial city, not many people knew the meaning of being able to fly to the sky.

What's more, the royal family has never lacked loyalists.

On the top of the imperial city, two figures quietly appeared, and they both looked at the four of Meng Chuan with solemn expressions.

One is an old man in imperial robes, the Emperor Daqian, Yang Pan!

One is a middle-aged man wearing a marquis suit, with an unusually dignified expression, and he is a martial and warm marquis, Hong Xuanji!

"The visitor is not kind." Yang Pan stared at the four of Meng Chuan with a solemn tone.

They know that a master who can fly into the sky is at least a peak immortal!

"Since you're here, why don't you speak?" Without waiting for the pair of monarchs and ministers to communicate, Taoist Good Fortune spoke directly.

"Who are you waiting for?" Hong Xuanji immediately stood up and asked.

He is a courtier, and with the rules and principles he abides by, Jun is definitely the greatest!

For the sake of Jun, he can kill his wife, son, and heaven! Nothing can be killed!

No one can disrespect you!

And his lord, there will always be only one, and that is Yang Pan!

"Who are we?" Taoist Good Fortune smiled, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"I said it was your ancestor!"

The three of Meng Chuan didn't speak, and let the Taoist good fortune deal with it. A Taoist good fortune is enough to handle such a small matter.

"Using my artifact, I got my inheritance, and you still ask me who I am?"

When Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji heard the words, their complexions changed instantly, and they no longer had the air of ruling the world, their souls were almost taken aback.

According to the information revealed in the Taoist's words, he is...

Good luck Taoist!

However, Taoist Good Fortune should already be dead!

That is the overlord of the ancient times, how could he still be alive now?

So many ancient holy emperors have already sat down, it makes no sense, the good fortune Taoists of the ancient times are not dead yet!

Yang Pan's current ideal is to turn the Ninth Five-Year Supreme into the Ninety-Nine Supreme, to reproduce the pattern and majesty of the ancient emperor.

But suddenly a person appeared, saying that he was a good fortune Taoist from the ancient times?

Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji had every reason to suspect that this person was talking nonsense.

Could it be that he thought that with the body of a peak human being, he could deceive the two of them, the monarch and his ministers?

Seeing the reactions of Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, Taoist Good Fortune smiled slightly and looked at Meng Chuan and the others.

"It made several fellow Taoists laugh."

"After so many years, my name doesn't seem to work anymore."

Meng Chuan was a little speechless. If you want to solve it, you can solve it quickly. What does it mean to pretend to be in front of me?

Do you want me to build you a factory assembly line, so that you can allocate 129,600 thoughts and pretend them to your heart's content?

"Huh? A little fairy, dare to peep from the side?"

Taoist Good Fortune's face changed, he looked towards a void, and his voice suddenly became cold.

He stretched out his big hand, and the sun, moon, and stars were created instantly, and then returned to the most primitive spirit of creation, and the vision was shocking.

"boom!"

The flames splashed and the real dragon whined. Although it was sunny and daylight, everyone could see the gorgeous flames erupting from the sky of Yujing City.

There are nine fire dragons, which were crushed and exploded by Taoist Good Fortune!

Then that hand, across the infinite space, directly grabbed a Taoist, and with a light pinch, the Taoist was instantly seriously injured, and crazily vomited blood from his mouth.

Then the Taoist Good Fortune threw the Taoist on the ground casually, and said lightly:

"If you want to participate, you can show up as much as you want, and hide in the dark to watch. Today, small punishments and big warnings."

"..."

Looking at this scene, Meng Chuan was a little speechless, turned his head and said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Really, tell me, are we here to choose Jiecheng, or to watch Taoist Good Fortune show off his operations here?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded approvingly, "The old man can't get used to this guy anymore."

"Dare to show off in front of the emperor! It seems that he doesn't know who is the ancestor of this way!"

Meng Chuan choked, don't take me with you bragging!

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