Zhutian Avenue

"poisonous snake!"

Looking at the fading beggar with silky hair, the look of the candle dragon remained unchanged, but a huge wave rose in his heart.

In the ancient years, before the turmoil, there was a great change in the world.

On that day, thunderclouds filled the sky, and visions burst into the sky and even the galaxy. For a while, the world shook, and many powerful people were alarmed.

Ten monsters that resemble demons, but are not demons or demons, were born between heaven and earth.

The ten monsters have infinite magic power. Wherever they pass, mountains and rivers collapse, rivers and seas dry up, and countless creatures are swallowed and killed.

In the end, the Heavenly Court took action, and the God of Heaven led the army to the lower realm, and only then did the ten big demons kill the town.

However, after a period of time, these ten big monsters unexpectedly reappeared. Although they have no previous memories, they are more fierce. At this time, someone was shocked that these ten big monsters actually have an immortal body.

And 虺, is among the ten big monsters, the most fierce killer, the most fierce one, has a record of swallowing good fortune!

"What is your name?"

Lightly pressing his heart and shaking, the candle dragon lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that the sound was too loud, he would kill the monster.

He lived long enough and knew enough about nature.

The beggar in front of him seems to be weak, but if anyone kills him, I am afraid that the extremely ferocious poisonous dragon will be drawn out in an instant!

Lin Qianlong bowed his head utterly.

In the decades since his cultivation base was beheaded, he had tasted the powerlessness and sorrow of mortals, and became numb. If it weren't for a glimmer of hope, he would have died of madness.

"Uncle Lin, I came to see you."

Zhulong looked back, and a middle-aged woman with a weathered face came carrying a food box.

Then, he saw this draped long hair, with a cold face, and showed a fleeting smile.

Silently took the wotou from the woman, Lin Qianlong sighed: "You, don't come anymore..."

There was an unspeakable touch in his heart.

Since his cultivation base was abolished and fell into Mucheng, the former little girl and now the middle-aged woman has been delivering food to him for decades.

"got used to."

The woman packed up the food box skillfully, glanced at the few candle dragons who had stepped back into the crowd, and replied casually:

"Uncle Lin, I heard that the Daoist came back a few years ago, you, you can admit it wrong. Daoist, he is a good man."

"Good people, good people..."

The wotou was squeezed and smashed, and Lin Qianlong beat his legs that had been useless for many years, as if he couldn't bear his emotions, he let out a beast-like roar:

"Yes, I'm going to see him! I, I'm going to ask him personally, why on earth is Lin Qianlong so wicked?!"

After that, he stuffed the whole wotou into his mouth, dragged his legs that had been interrupted for many years, and was about to crawl out of the city.

"Hey, what are you doing, Uncle Lin? It's more than a hundred miles away from Shouyang Mountain, how did you climb over?..."

The woman never expected that a casual sentence would cause such a big movement as Lin Qianlong, and she panicked for a while, and she was about to catch up with her food container.

No, after climbing for a few steps, Lin Qianlong sighed again and faltered.

Shouyang Mountain is only more than a hundred miles away from the city, even if his legs are broken, it is not impossible to climb, however, that person's cultivation base is unpredictable.

If you don't want to see yourself, how can you find him? Even if you find him, what can you do?

I didn't dare to ask that day, but now, do you dare to ask?

No one in Hunyi City knows that the Hongxuan Taoist who is known as the number one in the world, the last person he saw before returning to the mountain was a beggar like himself...

"Who do you want me to wait for, who do you want..."

Thinking back to the meeting that day, he was in a daze for a long time, and finally pulled the torn robe to cover his face, lying on the roadside like a dead person, silent.

"This person has broken his mind..."

In the crowd, Zhulong watched this scene quietly, but while shaking his head in his heart, he was secretly surprised by Dao Hongxuan's methods.

The ten big demons and ghosts called the ‘Emperor’s Ten Thrones’ are all born from the heavens and the earth, the most fierce and fierce. There were many great gods in the ancient years.

All gods are universal, and they can't break their original fierce nature. Even if they are reincarnated as humans, their xinxing will not change at all, but at this time, this head is clearly broken.

You dare not advance, you retreat without retreating, and you die without dying.

Where is the half fierceness?

Candle Dragon Walker hesitated in his heart, whether he wanted to intervene, suddenly frowned, and looked back at the north of the city: "Huh?"

Hum~

In the northern part of the city, a stream of light rises from the ground, exploding like fireworks, reflecting a platform higher than all the pavilions in the city.

That is the transmission station.

The teleportation station has been there for a long time, and it can be traced back to the time when Daxia was opened. It is said to be the handwriting of Daxiashifu to communicate with all places.

It's just that, compared to Da Xia's teleportation platform, Da Zhou is far worse, not to mention being able to reach the continents, even if it is teleportation in the Da Zhou realm, it is only used by practitioners above the golden core.

Even injured.

In the past, it was mostly used in the imperial court to spread decree.

"In Hunyi City, there is actually a teleportation platform? Yes, there is that Dao master, and the group of craftsmen in Tiangong Mansion, how dare you not worry about it?"

"I heard that one of the four hundred and ninety-six articles of the Great Zhou reorganization is this teleportation station. I heard that this teleportation station has returned to its former glory. Even if ordinary people are in it, they will not be killed by the backlash?"

"There were similar rumors a few years ago, but do you dare to try? With your cultivation base, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid it won't be destroyed."

.......

Seeing the shadow of the divine light, people in various streets of Hunyi City were discussing it, and people in various restaurants and courtyards also stood up and looked at it.

The teleportation platform of Hunyi City has not yet been completed, and it is said that only people from the Imperial Capital can use it. At this time, someone is coming, and I can't help but feel curious.

"This dragon is easy to move, really got that person's inheritance?"

Hearing all kinds of discussions, Zhulong's heart became more and more weird, thinking of what he had seen and heard over the past few days, as if he had noticed something, and felt that everything seemed to be clouded with mist.

......

Huh~

The divine light is faint, like a sea tide rolling, like a cloud drifting.

"It's no wonder that few big monks use this to travel through places."

Qiao Mo Ke frowned slightly: "Although it is much better than before, it still can't compare with Daxia back then..."

In the meantime, I seem to have lost all perception of the external space. I just feel that everything is inverting the cycle and it is extremely difficult to adapt.

Considering his cultivation base at this time is still so, let alone those with shallow cultivation base.

Although it will not hurt, but the expensive transmission fee and this extremely uncomfortable experience, it is no wonder that it has not been implemented for more than ten years.

As his mind turned, he was a little surprised.

Because of his side, the kid from his family, who didn't realize it at this time, was looking curiously at the weird surroundings, as if he didn't feel any discomfort.

When he glanced at him, Jomoco had a headache.

Compared to his daughter, his son is extremely unusual. It is difficult for him to imagine that a normal child would not say a word to his parents or even anyone from birth to eighteen because he did not want to talk.

"It's a truly ingenious creation, and the person who casts this system must be extremely remarkable."

Feeling the look in his father's eyes, Gautama didn't care. He looked at the upside-down and chaotic, complex and extreme light and shadow around him, and seemed to be addicted.

"You can understand?"

Jomoco glanced at him.

The Great Xia Teleportation Station was once spread all over the continents and seas, used to communicate with existence and reach everywhere. It is an extremely incredible creation.

After the collapse of Great Xia, there are only bits and pieces left, and it is still difficult to regain the state of its heyday.

Not to mention ordinary people, even those big Confucian scholars in the imperial city, they could not understand.

"From scratch, it is naturally difficult to understand, of course it is not difficult."

Gautama glanced at his father, he stopped talking, and fell into a groan.

Jomo Ke joked when he saw this: "Why, don't you understand? Why don't you say it."

Since knowing that this kid was deliberately not speaking, Jomoco hated his teeth. If it hadn't been for the tigress at home to protect the calf, he would have liked to hang him for three months.

And even if he can't fight, I really want to see this little guy deflated.

But in the next moment, his face was black.

"I was afraid that my father would not understand, so I pondered and organized the language. This transmission system has all kinds of strangeness, but its operation principle is not difficult."

Gautama didn't care about his father's black face, and said in a deep voice:

"It's nothing more than, taking the spirit machine as the penetration and the vibration of the many arrays as the traction, attracting the spirit machine to this point, in order to achieve mutual transmission at specific locations...

At this time, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com seems to be in the clouds, but in fact, it is wrapped in the spirit and shuttles in the void. The speed is naturally extremely fast..."

"you......"

When Jomo Ke was suspicious, the light around his body suddenly dispersed, and his eyesight that had been closed for a long time suddenly became extremely wide.

And his gaze, for the first time, looked at the mountains in the distance, his expression moved slightly, with a nervous and uneasy meaning: "Shouyang Mountain..."

Everyone thought that An Qisheng had stayed in the imperial capital after the ceremony. Only a few people including him knew that his teacher had left the imperial capital early and no one knew where he had gone.

It was only a few years ago that he learned that the teacher had returned to Shouyang Mountain.

"There, is Shouyang Mountain that my father has been talking about for a long time?"

Gautama glanced at the mountains, but before he took a closer look, there was a sudden throbbing in his heart, and he couldn't help but lower his gaze to the south of the big city.

He has been spiritual since he was born, and his heart is accompanied by the brand of ‘卍’, and he has an induction for everything that concerns himself.

At this time, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of very important ‘people’ in this city.

"what happened?"

Jomo Ke also came back to his senses. He, who had seen Gautama's birth vision with his own eyes, paid more attention to his son than he showed.

"I can't say too well."

Gautama frowned uncommonly, took the initiative to lift his father's palm, and pointed to the south of the city, indicating that he was going there.

"How can there be any reason not to visit the Patriarch first?"

Qiaomo Ke murmured, seeing his son frowning, he could only respond. With a thought, he passed the city and fell in front of the city gate in full view.

But I saw that my son had gotten rid of his palm and stood in front of a beggar with a disheveled hair:

"Are you waiting for me?"