Mr. Zhang Wu drank up the bowl of sea as big as a man's head in one gulp and burped involuntarily, the blush on his face lingering for a long time.
Ye Fan clasped his fists and took a swig with the same boldness. He also showed off the bottom of the bowl as if to show off, and received a lot of admiration from everyone around him.
Tang Xuanming also took a sip and smiled.
Next to him was a big, shiny black dog, who also finished the job in one go.
Sticking out his big tongue, he even wanted to lick Tang Xuanming's face.
Tang Xuanming slapped him away impatiently.
After exploring Zishan, the group returned successfully.
Jiang Taixu drifted away after returning the Ji Dao Emperor soldiers belonging to Tang Xuanming. He was so anxious that he went to find his sweetheart from a thousand years ago.
He was afraid that what he heard was bad news.
But in this small mountain village in the northern region, it was plunged into a carnival.
Ye Fan successfully brought back the Yuantian Book that Zhang Wuye's ancestors had lost in Zishan. Ye Fan, who had saved Zhang Wuye, and Tang Xuanming, who taught the practice of small mountain villages, both successfully walked out of Zishan.
It's something worth celebrating.
After the grand cheers, the guests and hosts had a great time.
Tang Xuanming was alone under the moonlight, holding two extremely powerful imperial weapons and traveling through time with his spiritual thoughts.
But this time he chose the time before the two supreme beings had risen.
He used the ability that descended into the long river of time to first find two apprentices. Under his guidance, he successfully cultivated into a great saint within two hundred years, and then beat the Supreme Being who had not become an emperor, and followed the instructions of Tang Xuanming
At his request, he brought those two beings before him.
Then Tang Xuanming left a corresponding imprint in their hearts, leaving an indelible imprint on their souls.
After they became Emperors, they drifted away and directly plundered the Tianxin Seal with the help of the spiritual imprint.
"If you really think that you can't practice cultivation, you're looking down on me."
Feeling the two clear imprints of Tianxin in his mind, Tang Xuanming smiled slightly.
Then he looked helplessly at the Black Emperor lying at his feet.
Ever since it was discovered that Tang Xuanming could control the Wushi Clock, the Black Emperor seemed to have misunderstood something and followed Tang Xuanming around day and night.
He seemed to think that Tang Xuanming was partially related to Emperor Wu Shi.
It was discovered that Tang Xuanming was guarded by three Ji Dao Emperor Weapons, and two of them were often played with by Emperor Wu Shi in his later years, so the misunderstanding deepened.
Tangled around Tang Xuanming every day.
Tang Xuanming didn't pay much attention to him, just thinking silently.
"After getting the Heavenly Heart Seal from the Great Emperor Wu Shi, I stayed in the past longer and longer, and many operations were now available. For many of the Supreme Beings in the restricted area, I didn't want to know that they were on the road to becoming immortals, so...
You can directly teach two great saints or stronger figures in their time, two hundred or three hundred years before them, then beat them up, pull them in front of me, imprint a little mark with Yuanxin, and then
Just erase the memory.
They will still become emperors in the future, but once they are guided by me, they will naturally hand over the Tianxin Seal to me, and it will not affect their subsequent development, so why not?"
Tang Xuanming smiled, feeling the increasing power inside his body.
I can't help but feel a little happy. He still hasn't practiced yet. What no one has noticed yet is that a little bit of his true spirit is already high in the nine heavens, above the mark at the core of the universe.
Following Tang Xuanming's thoughts, he can appear anywhere at will.
There is no place in the world that can trap him, and now the emperor has no way to really hurt him without even resorting to the power of fate.
With just a thought, he can reach anywhere.
One of the basic abilities of the legendary level.
…
Among the fragments of light that cover the sky, the Dacheng Holy Body that has been reborn has become a saint and is a top figure in Beidou.
He rummaged through many historical books and found that all records and trajectories were the same as the world he had experienced. The only difference was that there were no restricted areas between heaven and earth.
It seems that the great emperor in this big universe has never been exposed to the method of immortality, and has no desire to become an immortal.
Standing on the top of the mountain, holding the woman he loved most in his previous life, he looked up at the stars and thought to himself: "Is this the exchange that existence gave me? Is the world real or false?"
"What are you thinking about?"
The woman in her arms exhaled like orchid, gentle and beautiful, her deer-like eyes were gleaming with water, looking at the side face of the Dacheng Holy Body, full of love.
"No, I just miss it a little bit."
The Holy Body of Dacheng held the woman's catkins, looked at her affectionately, and said, "I miss your embrace."
"Hate it, am I not in your arms?"
"Um."
The Holy Body of Dacheng buried his face in the woman's silk fabric, smelled the body fragrance that came with it, and said in inaudible words: "No matter whether the world is true or false, it is enough that you are true."
"What?"
"nothing?"
"snort!"
The woman's face suddenly became fierce, and the soft catkin was skillfully pressed on the waist of the Dacheng Holy Body and twisted twice, like a little leopard guarding its food.
"Is there someone else out there? Please tell me the truth."
The Dacheng Holy Body had no choice but to take the initiative to remove the divine power from his waist so that the power would not hurt the woman. Looking at the woman who was about to cry, he had the divine power to reach the heaven and the earth and the experience of the peak of ten thousand years in the previous life.
Still no solution.
Under the distant mountain top, Tang Xuanming looked at this scene with a smile, and the next moment, it disappeared like smoke.
…
The peaceful days in the small mountain village lasted for two months. After Ye Fan obtained the Yuan Tian Shu, he continued to comprehend it. He was extremely talented and was extremely interested in this.
In addition, Tang Xuanming was unable to practice, which was always a worry for him.
Master Yuan Tianshi claimed to be able to exhaust all the divine objects in the world, and he wanted to find the legendary substance to change Tang Xuanming's physique.
After studying hard, within two months, he also went out to test his understanding of the Yuan Tianshu. At the first two times, his face was a little depressed, but later he became more and more excited.
The last time was two days ago, when he brought back two huge pieces of divine source, which not only washed the marrow of those young and strong people who could practice in Shicun, but he himself also reached the perfection of the Dao Palace realm.
At the same time, his mastery of the seventy-two transformations has also improved to a higher level, and he can now change his appearance without any trace, and even slightly change his soul.
Tang Xuanming calculated that Ye Fan should say goodbye to him today.
"Three, two, one."
Just as he finished reciting the last number silently in his mind, Ye Fan's voice rang in Tang Xuanming's ears.
"Brother Tang, I am going to go to the Divine City to have a look. The following practice will consume too much resources. I can feel that this is not a small amount. Only the Divine City in the entire Northern Territory can provide so many resources."
"Well, go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news."
Tang Xuanming was also planning to go to the Divine City, but he did not tell Ye Fan directly that he did not intend to go with Ye Fan.