On the Cangliu River.

Fang Cheng stood on the boat board and laughed: "Yayu, I have some things to deal with. If you are quick, it will be less than half a month."

"Yes, Master." Lin Yayu was a little depressed.

A future that is destined to be in turmoil and lonely is completely changed because of the master in front of you.

Thank you, mixed with emotion.

But--

When I first met Master Fang Cheng, I just felt a touch of warmth, but before I could taste it, Master Fang Cheng left immediately.

Somehow, Lin Yayu felt a little nervous.

"What are you afraid of when you are in 'Invincible'?" Fang Cheng smiled slightly and looked at Lin Yayu with a little depressed expression: "Go and do what you want."

After saying that.

Bang dong.

A flash of pure white, Fang Cheng left the Qingshen Star.

"Um."

Fang Cheng stood in the starry sky, glanced at the Qingshan Star below, looked at the first disciple with a confused expression, and laughed a little:

"Invincible is in your hands, and the world is for you to walk."

Pure white blade is a domain energy polymer containing the power of creation, which can automatically clean within a radius of ten thousand meters—

Any existence that is hostile, threatening!

Whether it is creatures, matter or energy, even if the blue star is destroyed, it will not affect Lin Yayu at all.

Retract your eyes.

Looking into the distance.

The Northern Immortal Emperor? To ensure that everything is foolproof, I still have to go and have a look.

Fang Cheng stared at the starry sky on the north and smiled sternly: "The Northern Immortal Emperor, the strongest person in the world of immortal cultivation? If he is an immortal, he will represent—"

"There must be other immortals in this starry sky!"

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

According to Master Xu, the Kong Nirvana Realm has issued an order to prohibit immortals and has been endless.

It is possible that the practitioners outside the universe have no idea about the characteristics of immortals and the horror of immortals.

A cultivator with outstanding talents can reach the level of the world's main level at least ten thousand years.

But immortals are different.

Swallow sufficient wise creatures and swallow the abundant supply of the universe's origins and reach the true immortal for a hundred years.

Fang Cheng took a breath and suddenly a hint of doubt rose: "The way of practice is to the way of immortality."

"Why can only be two roads? The vast eternal void, so big, the roads should be extremely numerous."

"Hiss!" Fang Cheng took a sudden breath, and the surrounding starry sky trembled.

The light solidifies!

Molecule pause!

"If you create a path out of thin air, it will inevitably be complicated. However, if you learn from existing references, imitate—"

"Oh my god." Fang Cheng blinked, frightened by his guess.

"No, impossible."

Fang Cheng shook his head and denied his guess.

The path of practice produces magnetic fields, miniature celestial bodies, prototype celestial bodies, then planets, stars, black holes, and ultimately cosmic forms.

How to learn from it?

Even if it is imitated, it will simulate the celestial universe!

"never mind."

Fang Cheng walked forward leisurely: "The physical fitness continues to soar. If you continue to increase for five years according to the current range, you will be sure to directly advance into immortality."

"Entertainment into immortality, everything will be known by then!"

Bang bang bang bang!

A pure white light, carrying the power to tear the starry sky, galloped towards the starry sky on the north!

——

Green stars, Cangliu River.

Lin Yayu stood at the bow of the boat, constantly playing with the pure white blades, a little confused. What does "invincible" mean?

"Is it the name of a monumental treasure?" Lin Yayu kept guessing.

The concept of invincibility is really terrifying.

At least there is no absolute invincibility in the vast world of immortal cultivation. Even the strongest Northern Immortal Emperor cannot withstand the legendary thunder punishment of heaven!

"Forget it, no matter what it is. It was given by Master anyway." Lin Yayu pursed her lips and smiled.

“Hang on your wrist?”

"Forget it, let's put it in your arms." Lin Yayu was extremely happy, happily carrying a pure white knife.

Ziying smiled and walked up to her, her eyes a little curious, and asked in a vain: "Girl, what is that white knife?"

Lin Yayu was a little strange and glanced at Ziying: "I don't know if my master gave it."

"Zi Ying! Girl's affairs are not what you should ask!" The two maids on the side couldn't help but scold.

Ziying smiled embarrassedly: "I'm just a little curious."

Lin Yayu waved her hand: "It's okay."

Since her father's death, Ziying has been by her side to take care of and accompany her. Moreover, she is also very curious about what Pure White Xiaodao is.

Ziying said repeatedly: "Miss, are we still going to Zhenjia Mansion?"

"Zhenjia Mansion?"

Lin Yayu sighed lightly: "Well, go to Zhenjia Mansion first, and then walk around. After all, they are the elders of the mother's group."

——

Zhenjia Mansion, the main hall of the mansion.

An old woman with silver hair was lying in the hall.

The old woman narrowed her eyes, and her body was filled with a blazing breath of flames, which filled with the power of immortals. She was the peak of a golden immortal.

"Zhen Jiazu, your power is getting more and more majestic. I guess it's not far from Xuanxian."

"Above the princes, they are kings and rank below King Jhin." A middle-aged man with a national face with the power of the Golden Immortal, smiled faintly:

"With the True Jiazu, the king and the prince are expected."

The old woman raised her eyelids and laughed: "You guys, you can actually say some flattery. Xuanxian, I'm still far from it."

"Yo, ancestor, you are humble again."

A chuckle sound came from outside the hall.

A young man walked into the hall with a flowing pace.

He wore a purple-gold crown and a red robe. His face was like the bright moon and his eyes were as bright as stars. He walked towards the old woman with a smile.

"Xiao Yan is here. Hey? The Qingfeng Immortal Art is small in its coming? Not bad." The old woman's expression turned to kindness and smiled continuously.

Zhen Jiayan raised his head proudly: "Ancestor. Although I have not reached the peak of the Earth Immortal, in another ten years, I will be sure to break through to the Golden Immortal!"

"Good kid, good kid." The old woman smiled kindly, grabbed Zhen Jiayan's left hand, and sighed repeatedly:

"Whether the Zhenjia clan can have hope for the princes is actually Xiao Yan."

The old woman smiled faintly.

The rest of the people in the hall also smiled respectfully and agreed.

Zhen Jiayan seemed to smile shyly, but in fact he felt extremely proud. He pursed his lips and looked over the old woman—

Looking at the girl in pink clothes standing behind the old woman's head.

"Old ancestor, didn't you say last time that you can cultivate the Qingfeng Immortal Art, so you can give me Ying Ming." Zhen Jiayan smiled.

The girl in pink clothes immediately changed her complexion.

At this moment—

A maid whispered at the door: "Zhen Jiazu, there is a girl in a snow-white robe who claims to be the daughter of Zhong Jiaxi, and is at the door."
To be continued...