Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Raise your hand room and wave your fingers.

Nine pulse emperor's gray coat elder, instantly defeated, defeated clean.

In such a scene, the wooden wind and the surviving trident, after surprise, ecstatic.

This elder grey coat, although in the Nine Veins Emperor, the strength is not too strong.

But it is also the true Emperor of the Nine Pulses, precipitated for many years, divine Yuan pounded, but still defeated by a single move.

“Xiao Chen, how exactly did you do it? ”

The wooden wind and the other elders were curious and asked.

Xiao Chen smiled softly: “I just thought about some issues, understood my path, and found my way. ”

Eight years, he's been thinking hard. Where the hell is he?

Immortal martial cultivation, divine demons, and Buddha's heart are all disturbing and difficult to separate.

Xiao Chen attaches more importance to the path he truly wants to take than the upgrading of cultivation and absorption of resources.

How to manage, how to fuse, how to look directly at your heart, how to think.

Because he knew very well, couldn't figure it out, that cultivation could not jump out of the existing chains. Unable to break the bottleneck of the Martial Arts era, always live in the shadow of your predecessor, unable to truly be yourself.

Eight carries light and shadow, and the bullet finger swings.

Xiao Chen finally figured out that his path, his path, his beginnings, everything, everything came from the sword in his heart that had never been dust sealed.

He is a swordsman, no matter how old he is, no matter what the demon Buddha is, no matter what the times change, this will never change.

After he figured it out, Xiao Chen was so happy that he used a knife to suppress the fairy demon Buddha in his heart.

It is said to be repression, and in fact it is also integration and absorption. It will be integrated and ask about the path to return to the heart.

Dawn enlightened, the heavens and the earth were brilliant.

In the respiratory room, absorb the resources of Mount Celestial Mountain as much as possible with the knife in your heart.

“What exactly are you fixing now? ”

Wood wind is more concerned about this. Xiao Chen Zhenlu's strength is still too low. It is necessary to have a bottom in his heart.

Xiao Chen was silent when he heard it. After half a noise, he said softly: "It doesn't really matter if you fix it high or low. By the time the era collapses, all the rules will be broken, including the demarcation of the realm, by which time who can truly open the era, to consider whether the way to the heavens and the earth to the heart. ”

“What do you mean? ”

As it turns out, the wooden wind and the other elders look at each other in disdain and seem to understand nothing.

“It's all right, now I should say that under the illusion, all have the strength to fight. ”

Seeing each other didn't really know what to say, Xiao Chen sighed slightly in his heart and had to say something practical.

The wooden wind and others laughed when they heard this, so that they could understand a lot.

According to Xiao Chen's modest character, it is considered to be under the illusion, the most advanced level.

“Take a break, the river happens to be here, what has happened to you in the last few months of closure, you can also ask him, we will leave first. ”

After recognizing Xiao Chen's strength, the wood wind and other Tianmeng executives left satisfied.

Not at all concerned, the collapse of Mount Celestial.

“Congratulations. ”

said with a laugh as the river strolled over.

“Many thanks. ”

Measure the river for a few eyes, feel the spiritual temperament on the other side, as well as the starless sky, open and deep eyes.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up and said, “Have you made Tianlong? ”

“Well, although it's a heavenly dragon, the cultivation isn't much higher than you can compare. ”

The river smiled and couldn't see how happy it was.

“Really? Not necessarily. When the era of martial arts is extinguished, perhaps one of them will be extinguished, as well as the rules of the era of martial arts. Perhaps it will not be possible to judge a person's strength by the level of cultivation. ”

“What do you mean? You were right, the senators said that. ”

The river is confused, and Xiao Chen doesn't seem to be joking.

Xiao Chen thought about it and explained: “Just my guess, when the era is extinguished, the rules of the martial arts era, such as the demarcation of the realm, will also be extinguished. At that time, when a new era has not emerged, how much strength can be exercised lies in the depth of knowledge of one's own path, not just in cultivation. ”

“Ah"

This assertion, the river unheard of, suddenly heard of, surprised.

Xiao Chen said softly: “Without this, during the period of my confinement, the illusory wars of the Flaming Martial Dynasty did not turn out. ”

He spent about eight years in the Nine Days Gathering Formation, and it should have been eight or nine months since the outside world.

Rationally, the Fantasy Wars of the Flaming Martial Dynasty should come to an end.

The river nodded: “I was going to tell you about it, too. ”

“Care to elaborate? ”

“I don't know much about the process of the Phantom Station, but after World War I, both the Temple of the Underworld and the Temple of the Devil withdrew from the Emperor Flame City. In the palace, the forces belonging to the temple monastery were also clearly cleansed, and now Wang Xiao inherited orthodoxy for the new Emperor Yan. ”

After a pause, the river continued: “But things are far from over. The Temple of Demons and the Temple of the Underworld have invaded the Flaming Wu Dynasty. Today, there are wars everywhere, and a new Buddhist religion is born, alluring people everywhere. They honor the ancient Tibetan kings as Buddhists, and there are countless believers. There is a great tendency to replace the Spiritual Temple, and the pace of development is amazing. ”

Xiao Chen's heart implicitly said that it appeared that the fragmentation of Buddha Jin's body in that day could not be separated from Yuan Zhen.

“What about the Temple of the Spirit? ”

“It is difficult… Buddha's Golden Body is broken, causing them to lose many of their followers. Today, a little monk named Yan Du, speaking everywhere, is allied with the royal family and interdependent. ”

In that case, the war of the idols of the day.

It should be Pan Wang and Su Cold Mountain, the sword god, who have won the temple of the demon and the temple of the underworld, but can no longer support the big picture of the Flaming Wu Dynasty.

Throughout the dynasty, the wind and rain have swayed, becoming the most turbulent place before the era changed.

“By the way, there's something else I need to tell you. ”

The river looked around, carefully looked around, and secretly spoke with Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's heart was sudden and his face did not fluctuate too much.

“Normally, I haven't moved in eight years and they're in a hurry. After all, I threw all my bets on me..."

Xiao Chen seemed calm and easily responded to the secret of the river.

“That's good. That's what I thought. I hesitated in advance, afraid that you would know how much to think later, and now it seems to be too much to worry about. ”

The river measured Xiao Chen and found that the other side was a little impenetrable.

It's like you and the others are still in a cage, but Xiao Chen has jumped out of the cage.

“Shenlong Empire, how's it going? I want to take the time, go over there, have some grudges, it's time to end it. ”

There was a ripple in the heart of the river, and the complexion changed slightly: “Are you sure? ”

Don't look at Xiao Chen's easy words, but the river knows that once Xiao Chen has gone, there is certainly no shortage of bloody rain and foul winds.

“Sure, tell me. ”

Xiao Chen knows that the river has always had the idea of returning to the Dragon Empire. He has some plans for the position of Dragon Emperor. He must be watching all the time.

“Qin Ming stood out in the blood of the eight great empires and received the full support of Wushen Palace. In front of you, there are nine pulse emperors Xiuwei, now the Weizhen Dragon Nation, the Purple Golden Dragon Emperor intends to start the Dragon Emperor selection in advance. ”

There was a glimmer of helplessness in the eyes of the river: “But with Qin Ming's current fix, even if the other dragon brothers joined forces, they would not be able to fight him. The battle of the Dragon Emperor, but it was just a ceremony for him to crown the Dragon Emperor...”

“Really?”

Xiao Chen chuckled, softly: “It won't be that easy. When are you going back to the Dragon Empire, please tell me. ”

“Xiao Chen, will you fight for Dragon Emperor too? ”

There was some tension in the heart of the river, and I hesitated for a long time to say: "Though you saved my life, if you also compete for the position of dragon emperor, I... I'm afraid I'll have to fight you to the end and never give in. ”

Xiao Chen couldn't help but answer positively. “Don't bother, I never kidnap people with morality. If you fight for the Dragon Emperor, I will definitely support you. I'm going to meet someone else, thank you for telling me so much. “

“What does that mean? ”

In front of the ruins of Mount Tianjin, he left the river alone, but his eyebrows were wrinkled, and he pondered Xiao Chen's words bitterly.

“Sorry, Dragon Emperor, I have to argue. The favor of saving lives can only be reported later. ”

For a long time, the river still had some missed Xiao Chen, and shook his head and chose to leave.

Shh shh shh shh!

Xiao Chen continued to travel through the vast Alliance headquarters like a light shadow, leaving no trace.

A moment later, he appeared outside the cramped room and found that cramped had left.

“She returned to the Golden Wood Empire. ”

After a long chat, Xiao Chen was informed of Xiao Chen's whereabouts after walking out with the stranger and Su Ye in the courtyard.

Already gone?

It's time for me to go too, King Woo Empire.