Bank of The Universe

Qiu Bai looked at the prince in the north and began to speak silently.

When she was talking, the Lord of the North didn't interrupt, he was a quiet audience and listened silently.

At night, the lights in the attic on the top of the mountain were blown by the breeze and swayed constantly, stretching, stretching, stretching the figure of the Lord of the North...

It's a long story!

The story is also quite twists and turns!

The Northern King listened, clenched his fists, expressionless, like a wooden man.

When he heard about his father and the past, the prince of the northern border closed his eyes hard.

When he heard that the Supreme Emperor just played with people for a while and then gave up, the Northern King opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed sharply!

Now everything works right.

Why did his father imprison him for thirty years?

Why would people reject him indifferently, willing to degenerate!

The culprit is still his father!

Ashes!

This kind of behavior is simply shameless. The prince of the northern border is a scholar, and he really has mixed feelings at the moment.

No wonder Qiu Bai wanted him to be mentally prepared. Even though he was prepared, he was still caught off guard by the beating.

Qiu Bai had heard about what happened after that, but he could accept it.

but……

What he never expected was that Ren could wipe out the entire Yuhua God Dynasty by himself.

this……

The Lord of the North sat there stupidly without saying a word.

After Qiu Bai finished speaking, she felt sorry for him, thought for a while, took out a green handkerchief from her body, and handed it to the Lord of the North.

Seeing the green handkerchief, the prince in the north couldn't laugh or cry.

Qiu Bai said: "Green is the healthiest and sunniest color. It is love that has polluted it and brought countless stigmas to it."

The prince of the northern border was moved by such a novel statement, and wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye with a handkerchief.

These are tears of grief.

"Thank you for telling me this today. I'm in a bad mood, so I won't entertain you." The Lord of the North ended the conversation on his own initiative.

Qiu Bai nodded and said: "Then I'm leaving, you are strong!"

The Lord of the North waved his hand, watched Qiu Bai leave, and stood silently on the attic.

Whenever he thinks about the things that people have experienced, when he thinks about the things he has experienced, endless killing intent appears in his heart.

"Father, why did you do this? Aren't you forcing your son to kill you?" The Prince of the North sighed silently with his hands behind his back.

Guying is forever!

...

In Tiandi Qianzhuang, Li Xiandao was facing the third strong man.

A Taoist old man.

He is haggard, with a haggard complexion and gray hair, like a dying person, wearing a Taoist robe.

"What's the name of the Daoist?" Li Xiandao asked, and he also looked at the tombstone, but this tombstone didn't have many inscriptions, just a few words on it.

Taoist Tomb!

"I don't remember the name of the old Taoist. If you have been practicing Taoism all your life, just call me a Taoist!" The Taoist said after thinking about it.

Li Xiandao searched in his mind to make sure that there was no information about such a Taoist.

Maybe he forgot his name, so Li Xiandao couldn't find it.

But it doesn't matter, when Li Xiandao was on the road just now, he read [The Nine Slashes of the Heaven] and memorized it by heart, and he needed to talk about it to understand and digest it slowly.

"What can a Taoist teach me?" Li Xiandao asked for advice.

"Martial arts, Dao, and longevity." The Taoist thought for a while and said this.

Li Xiandao actually wanted to complain, you are dead, only a remnant soul is left, teach me to live forever?

The Taoist seemed to see through Li Xiandao's mind, and said, "Don't think that I can't teach you longevity after I die?"

"Don't dare, how can I have such an idea, I am willing to listen to my teachings." Li Xiandao quickly explained that he had angered this Taoist, and he was about to change.

"Do you know how long I have lived?" the Taoist asked Li Xiandao.

Li Xiandao shook his head, he didn't know.

"I don't know how long I've lived, but when I first opened my eyes, there were still ten suns and ten moons in the sky.

"The Taoist said reminiscingly.

Li Xiandao frowned, ten days and ten months, that was an extremely ancient era of mythology, and most of the stories handed down from that era were regarded as myths.

What is ten days in the sky and October in the evening.

Rumors about the tengu clan swallowing the moon, the barbarian clan being able to shoot the sun, etc., in the eyes of today's people, are just myths.

So that era is called the age of mythology.

The Taoist said that he opened his eyes for the first time in the age of mythology. If it is true, he must have lived for too long.

Li Xiandao believed in Taoists. This old Taoist may have lived too long. He must have a lot to teach Li Xiandao.

"Taoist, I just read [The Heavenly Nine Slashes], can you help me quickly comprehend mastery?" Li Xiandao asked.

"No problem, come on." The Taoist waved his hand, telling Li Xiandao to attack.

Clang!

Without hesitation, Li Xiandao drew his sword and slashed towards the sky.

[Cangtian Nine Slashes] erupted, a bright sword energy covered the big sun in the sky, about ten meters long, and slashed down fiercely.

The Taoist saw it and said, "I will suppress my cultivation to the same level as yours and beat you!"

Boom!

Li Xiandao saw with his own eyes that Taoist's body soared, his shriveled body burst to fullness in an instant, his hair turned black, and he transformed into a muscular middle-aged man. superior.

Click!

Li Xiandao's [Cangtian Nine Slashes] shattered instantly, but his face remained unchanged, and he slashed out with the second sword. Without hesitation, he stepped forward with one step, his body moved forward, and he slashed out with one sword.

Surrounded by sword energy, Li Xiandao's expression was grim.

"broken!"

The Taoist didn't have anything fancy, he just punched him down.

Click!

[Cangtian Nine Slashes] The second sword was also shattered, and neither Li Xiandao nor the Taoist changed color.

Li Xiandao continued to attack, and the old Taoist continued to defend. The two of them came and went without showing any weakness.

Li Xiandao slashed out with a sword, and the old Taoist shattered with one sword until Li Xiandao finished [Cangtian Nine Slashes].

All the nine swords were shattered, Li Xiandao stood where he was, and did not continue to draw the sword.

The Taoist also looked at Li Xiandao calmly.

Li Xiandao closed his eyes, and the Dao rhyme and the powerful Dao principle when the Taoist punched just now emerged in his mind one by one...

These things are what Li Xiandao lacks, and they are also the reason why his [Changtian Nine Slashes] is not very powerful.

The prophet's talent is constantly comprehending the Tao rhyme swayed by the Taoist just now, absorbing it little by little, just like a person eating a bowl of noodles, and absorbing it after eating it.

Li Xiandao realized it so quickly.

After comprehending it thoroughly, Li Xiandao opened his eyes, drew his sword and slashed without talking nonsense.

The Taoist continued to wave his fist, and Dao Yun smashed Li Xiandao's [Cangtian Nine Slashes]. No matter how Li Xiandao increased the power or controlled the quality, he could not escape the fate of being smashed.

Click!

After the ninth sword was smashed, Li Xiandao stopped again, closed his eyes, and meditated silently.

The power of the second round of [Cangtian Nine Slashes] is twice as powerful as the first round.

But the Daoist's Dao rhyme is still extremely strong. Li Xiandao just enlightened some of it, and now he has changed it to something else.

The avenue is unfathomable!