Chapter 2003 Purple Emperor’s Golden Body Technique
"Damn, this old guy doesn't have martial ethics."
Master Changmei was so angry that before he could get up from the ground, he saw Ziyang Tianzun wave his right hand lightly.
"boom!"
The real person with long eyebrows flew several dozen meters and fell to the ground, causing dust to fly.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much..."
Master Longmei stood up, patted the dust on his body, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are a senior after all, but you are teasing a junior, is it shameful?"
"If you don't want to give me, just tell me, why bother playing with me?"
"Damn it, noisy..."
Before he finished speaking, Ziyang Tianzun glanced at him, and a powerful force appeared out of thin air.
"boom!"
The real person with long eyebrows flew out.
This time, he was seriously injured. As soon as he hit the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"A mere junior dares to scold me, huh!" Ziyang Tianzun snorted coldly.
Only then did Master Changmei realize that he had accidentally offended Ziyang Tianzun, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat from behind.
At the same time, his intestines turned green with regret.
"I finally got closer to this old guy, and I still expected him to protect me in the future. Who knew that this would happen?"
Chang Mei Zhenren wished he could slap himself a few times.
"Isn't it just that I didn't give him a treasure? Why are you scolding him?"
"This old guy destroyed the 800-year-old cultivation of the ancestor of the Chen family with just one finger. Isn't it true that scolding such a powerful man is looking for death?"
"Fortunately, I have the connection of Little Bastard, otherwise it would really be over."
Master Changmei thought of this and quickly said, "Senior, I didn't mean to offend just now..."
Snapped!
Before Mr. Changmei finished speaking, he was beaten away again.
"Senior, please stop beating, it hurts so much..." Changmei Zhenren screamed in pain.
However, Ziyang Tianzun did not stop there, and kept slapping the Chang-Eibrowed Master.
Soon, long
Mei Zhenren was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and he was wailing.
Ye Qiu advised, "Master, the old guy is a bit mean-tongued, but there is no need to beat him all the time. It's almost enough."
"Don't worry, he won't die." Ziyang Tianzun slapped Chang Mei Zhenren a dozen times more.
When he stopped, all the bones in Changmeizhen's body were broken and he was lying on the ground dying, breathing heavily and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
Fortunately, monks judge life and death based on the spirit. If they were ordinary people, they would have died long ago.
"brush!"
Ziyang Tianzun appeared in front of the Changmei Master in one step and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"It's okay." Changmei Zhenren didn't dare to be mean.
Ziyang Tianzun asked again, "Does it hurt?"
The Changmei Master replied, "It doesn't hurt."
"It doesn't hurt, does it? It hurts you." Ziyang Tianzun finished speaking and pointed at the center of Changmei Zhenren's eyebrows.
In an instant, Master Changmei felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if his heart was being eaten by thousands of ants, and he couldn't help shouting in pain, "Ah..."
the other side.
When Ye Qiu saw Master Changmei being tortured, he wanted to ask Ziyang Tianzun to stop, but he found that Ziyang Tianzun had no anger in him, so he did not speak in the end.
"Forget it, let Master teach the old guy a lesson so that he can remember it for a long time."
A full three minutes passed.
Only then did Ziyang Tianzun take back his hand.
At this time, the Changmei Master collapsed and lay motionless on the ground.
The three minutes just now seemed as long as three centuries to Master Changmei.
It hurts too much.
It's so uncomfortable.
It felt like I had been through hell.
"stand up!
"
Ziyang Tianzun's voice was like the decree of the Emperor of Heaven, striking directly into the soul. Changmei Master was so excited that he quickly stood up from the ground.
"Huh?"
After standing up, Master Longmei felt something was wrong. Aren't the bones in his body broken?
"Feel your bones." Ziyang Tianzun smiled kindly.
The Changmei Master closed his eyes and examined it, his heart trembling wildly.
He found that the bones all over his body were filled with a faint purple aura, and they were more than a hundred times harder than before.
Now, even if he were to withstand a blow from the peak of Tongshen, his bones would probably not break.
Master Changmei was surprised and happy, and asked, "Senior, my bones..."
Ziyang Tianzun smiled and said, "Your physique is too weak, I will help you transform it." ??
Master Changmei was so moved that he almost cried.
"The God-Slaying Sword is the clan-suppressing artifact of the Qingyun Sword Sect. You are not a member of the Qingyun Sword Sect, so I cannot give this sword to you. Please understand."
Ziyang Tianzun said, "I will teach you another body-refining magic technique. As long as you can learn it, your future achievements will definitely surpass Chen Beidou."
After saying that, Ziyang Tianzun pointed at the center of the eyebrows of Master Changmei. In an instant, a magical spell appeared in Master Changmei's mind.
Purple Emperor's Golden Body Technique!
Ziyang Tianzun said, "This divine body refining technique was taught to me by my master. It has seven levels in total. When you practice it to the Dacheng state, your physical body can reach a very powerful level."
"I came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring any treasures with me. I'll give you this body refining technique."
"I hope you don't dislike it."
Just kidding, who would dislike such magic?
Master Changmei immediately stood upright with his feet, bent down and bowed to Ziyang Tianzun, and said respectfully, "Thank you, senior, for teaching me the magic. Your kindness will be something I will never forget."
Ziyang Tianzun smiled
He said, "You don't need to thank me. The reason why I taught you the magic is because you and Ye Qiu share weal and woe and share weal and woe."
Master Changmei knew that Ziyang Tianzun wanted him to accept Ye Qiu's love.
Also, without Ye Qiu's relationship, how could Ziyang Tianzun help him transform his physique and teach him magical skills?
Master Changmei looked at Ye Qiu and said, "You little bastard..."
"There is no need to say anything between you and me." Ye Qiu interrupted Master Changmei and said, "Hurry up and have a drink with Master."
"Yes, yes, senior, I want to respect you." Master Changmei hurriedly went to get the spirit wine.
The three of them started drinking again.
…
It is said that after the ancestor of the Chen family left, he flew for millions of miles and then stopped at the top of a mountain.
"Wow--"
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The ancestor of the Chen family looked pale, and quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and carefully examined his body.
Although the skin injury has been repaired by him, the eight hundred years of cultivation have been truly lost.
"It took me more than a thousand years to finally break through to the realm of the Saint King. Unexpectedly, that old immortal destroyed 800 years of cultivation in one fell swoop, causing me to fall from the realm of the Saint King to the realm of the Great Sage.
.”
The ancestor of the Chen family's eyes were red, full of resentment, and he cursed
"You damn old man, I hate you!"
"You don't distinguish between right and wrong, and you protected Ye Changsheng, which made it impossible for me to avenge my destiny, and also caused my cultivation to decline. I will not just let this revenge go."
"I swear, I will make you pay with blood."
Speaking of excitement, the ancestor of the Chen family couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
"Ahhh!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hole suddenly opened in the void, and a figure stepped out from it.
