Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

"Do I fail to reach the fairyland?"

His figure trembled slightly, and he was trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart. Although he had experienced those things, he had already accepted the matter of cultivation, but now that he himself is in the sect of cultivation, he can't restrain himself. The thought that once throbbed him.

Ye Fan said in a deep voice, "I can't talk about fairyland, but this is indeed the realm of cultivating immortals, this place is Daluo Dongtian!"

"The king of Chen Guo's subjugation, Chen Changsheng pays homage to the immortal leader!"

The king bowed deeply again.

"Chen Changsheng? This name is related to the cultivation world!"

The prince of a country was a little surprised by such a name.

"I..." Chen Changsheng suddenly stopped. He pursed his mouth and changed his words: "When I was born, it was said that I was weak, so my father gave me such a name."

"I just didn't expect it to be a longevity!" He said that with emotion.

Living for more than 700 spring and autumn, can it not be regarded as longevity?

"Yeah!" Ye Fan nodded: "700 years is indeed a long time for the human world, but for cultivators, 700 years of retreat practice, refining tools, and refining medicine, which one does not take decades? century!"

"Since your name is Chen Changsheng, you must have thought about real longevity?"

Ye Fan's eyes are full of Chen Changsheng's past.

Only when he was thirty years old, Jiuying evil thoughts appeared around him, and he had been following him for hundreds of years.

"Yeah, who didn't think about it, but at the time I wasn't sure if there were any immortals in the world, but I believed it after the monster appeared!"

Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly: "I didn't expect that the demon would have stolen the entire Chen Kingdom's national fortune! The whole country, millions of people, may have died?"

His face was full of self-blame. As the country's lord, he really did not protect his subjects well.

As a father and a son, he failed to protect his family.

He turned to look at Ye Fan: "Dao Master, you saved me here, there must be a reason, right?"

There is no way to save people for no reason. Everything has a reason. This is something he knew when he was not a king.

He looked at the sloppy Taoist in front of him, with a questioning expression on his face.

I saw this man waved his robe, dispelled the surrounding fog, and said, "Well, the reason for saving you is that you are quite suitable for the purpose of Daluo Dongtian's sect."

Chen Changsheng asked: "Purpose?"

Ye Fanyang said: "Yes, the purpose of Daluo Dongtian is to make waste soar into the sky!"

"..."

Chen Changsheng opened his mouth, and then: "Well, I am indeed a waste!"

His thoughts returned to the country of Chen, thinking of the ministers who looked like walking corpses, and there was a wave of guilt on his face.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "No, you are an excellent waste!"

Chen Changsheng gave a wry smile: "How can I soar into the sky like my remnant?"

Ye Fan said directly: "Wait, wait for the guy who appeared in your palace to come back, let him accept you as a disciple, and you can fly into the sky!"

Chen Changsheng was taken aback for a moment: "Not the Taoist master, you be my master?"

"of course not!"

"Oh!"

Somehow, Ye Fan was slightly relieved when he saw this guy.

Chapter 8.3

"Dao Master, how is the person who appeared in the palace now?"

There was a trace of worry in Chen Changsheng's eyes.

Although that person was terribly weak, he was the first person to give him hope in hundreds of years.

"Well, that person is fine, look!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand.

The space in front cracked, and a faint light curtain appeared.

It was Chi Jun, Ye Fei, and Bai Mixian that emerged from the light curtain.

Among them, Chi Jun walked with his sword, Bai Mixian and Ye Fei moved, as if the ground were moving on their own, making the two move very fast.

Over the three of them, the clouds were densely covered, and between the rolling clouds, nine huge heads covered the sky and obscured the sun, chasing through the clouds.

"Ye Fei, what secret technique is yours, it can be compared to my swordsmanship, isn't it created by imitating that shrunken ground?"

Chi Jun was galloping in the sky while looking at the two people below. The two of them moved continuously, crossing the mountains and rivers, without any disadvantage.

"Well, it's just a fake shrink!"

Ye Fei didn't want to explain at this moment, anyway, the explanation couldn't make sense.

"Hahaha, let me just say it, scared me, but your inheritance is really powerful, you can copy the supernatural powers like you are so decent, admire it!"

"Shut up, you are not afraid of blowing wind on it!"

Bai Mixian was a little annoyed by Huajun Chijun.

Escape, just be serious.

Chi Jun said:

"Hurry up, we have to enter from the southeast of Kyushu. When passing by those cultivation sects, we can't stop. They can't help us, they can help us with the resurrected Yingzheng."

"Oh!" Ye Fei and the two replied. Chi Jun's mouth was dumbfounded, and his figure quickly moved away.

He looked at the sky above his head, and the clouds were getting closer and anxious!

"Hey, wait for me!"

Over the sky.

The nine heads formed by the dark clouds screamed, roared, and passed quickly.

"Hahaha, I want to run, how can I let you run away! Even if you run to Kyushu, no one can save you."