Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

　　South barren land, on a wasteland, a gray figure lifted up from the grass.

　　 "Catch the lady of heaven from Zhenlong Island? This task is not easy to handle..."

　　 "Hey, who told the real body to pass most of its power to you? I can only listen to you."

　　 The figure muttered, walking to the depths of the wasteland step by step, and then disappeared.

　　 There is a gathering place for a large tribe in the Southern Wilderness.

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　　Western Xinjiang.

　　 rode a huge green cow to the Jiuxiao Mountain, Xu Cheng threw the golden chain off, and went to the Houshan Liuyun Caolu on his own.

　　The barren ancient bullock transformed into the Great Sanctuary of Funiu is eating lush grass and leaves in the back mountain, seeming to have a very peaceful heart, and no more worries outside the world.

　　 Just now along the way, Xu Cheng has already branded the Funiu Great Sage with his divine knowledge.

　　 This method is not the right way.

　　 But as long as the result is correct, what's the method, is it okay?

　　 Xu Cheng went to the back of Jiuxiao Mountain, and the disciples of the Heavenly Master’s Palace met on the way respectfully saluted.

　　 He threw out all kinds of useless medicines and big swords casually, arousing cheers.

　　 This kind of coin throwing feels very fulfilling.

　　 When he arrived at Liuyun Caolu, he walked into the small courtyard. There were already people in the courtyard.

　　Southern Wilderness Holy Lord Qin Hongyi pouring tea respectfully there.

　　 Next to the stone table, sat a tall man in black.

　　 This person wears a dark black robe, a black jade crown and hair, and a face of resoluteness. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, there is thunder surging.

　　 "Hmph, the little martial sage quadruple transformed monster, what is the purpose of keeping it? If the deity shoots, there is already a drink at this time."

　　 The big man snorted coldly, glanced at Xu Cheng very dissatisfied, and then reached out and brought the tea that Qin Hongyi poured to his mouth.

　　 "Although it is not as good as wine, it tastes good."

　　 This evaluation made Xu Cheng secretly gritted his teeth.

　　 This is the first-class spirit tea that is comparable to the spirit pill. Is it such an evaluation?

　　 Qin Hongyi smiled and took a cup, quietly walking aside to taste it.

　　 This is a good thing. Although the little heavenly master is generous, he rarely brings out such good things.

　　 "Lei Yan ancestor, my Heavenly Master Palace is very poor, and the background is also thin, the master of the fourth layer of Wusheng, how willing to kill..."

　　 Xu Cheng shook his head, walked to the stone table, picked up the teapot, leaned directly on the spout, gurgled a few mouthfuls, and dried half of the pot.

　　Qin Hongyi couldn't help frowning because of his cow drinking appearance.

　　 "Haha, your kid looks a little bit thunderous when drinking tea."

　　 The black robe man who was called by Xu Cheng to be the ancestor of Lei Yan gave a long laugh.

　　His name is Lei Yan, and he is a master of Taiyi Palace who traveled far away from the Profound Sky thousands of years ago.

　　He majored in Thunder Dao exercises.

　　 This exercise is fierce and domineering, and it can be called the overlord among all the exercises.

　　 However, the Lei Dao technique is quite difficult to practice. Since ancient times, there have been very few Dao Sects that can be cultivated to a high level.

　　 Lei Yan is one of the rare Lei Dao masters.

　　 Before he received the call of the altar fire of the Heavenly Master Palace in the void, he returned with thunder.

　　As soon as he returned to the Palace of Heavenly Master from the altar, he was discovered by Xu Cheng, and the two had a small fight.

　　 Lei Yan is already a nine-tier martial sage, trapped in this pinnacle for nearly a thousand years, it has been difficult to break through to the realm of Taoist monarch.

　　 But his Lei Dao cultivation is profound, Xu Cheng played against him, and he did not take advantage.

　　 If it weren't for Xu Chengyou Daojun's cultivation base, I'm afraid that Lei Yan would be miserable.

　　 As soon as they confirmed their exercises, they knew that they were all the same, so they stopped.

　　 Xu Cheng enthusiastically invited this old ancestor who had returned from a long journey to Liuyun Caolu.

　　 Although he has reached the realm of Taoist monarch now, his cultivation experience is very shallow, and his various techniques are even more profound but not precise.

　　 In his current state, he lacks a master like Lei Yan to give pointers or two.

　　 So Xu Cheng tried his best to please these two days, and took out all kinds of good things to keep Raiyan's stomach.

　　 "Ancestor Lei Yan, how about those semi-saint disciples?"

　　 Xu Cheng turned the subject and asked.

　　 "The one who repairs the sword is so-so, everything else is not solid enough."

　　 Lei Yan made a few comments, then shook his head and said: "That girl who is a double repairer is a pity..."

　　 According to Lei Yan, Ziyi was originally talented in cultivation.

　　 just differentiated the magical purple spirit, the qualifications were evenly divided, but the qualifications became mediocre.

　　 Especially now that she is traumatized, she forgets things from time to time, and her practice can't make much progress.

　　 To reach the Martial Saint Realm, Xu Cheng's pills were all piled up.

　　 Purple spirits are ghosts and ghosts, and all kinds of delicacies are pleased. How can Xu Cheng give back some pill or something.

　　 "Little Heavenly Master, how does this fish do today?"

　　 Speaking of Ziyi, Ziyi and Ziling have already pulled in their sleeves and trouser legs, carrying two big carps, and have come in from outside the Liuyun Caolu.

　　 "One braised, one stewed."

　　 Xu Cheng said unceremoniously.

　　 "Okay!"

　　 Zi Ling whispered, and his figure floated to the corner of the small courtyard.

　　 There is a small kitchen built there.

　　 She is a little afraid of the ancestor Lei Yan.

　　 The thunderous aura exuding from Lei Yan made her very uncomfortable.

　　Lei Yan ancestor turned his head to look at Zi Ling, then at Zi Yi who helped wash and peel the carp, and shook his head slightly.

　　 "What the **** is going on with my junior sister?"

　　 Outside the Liuyun Caolu, Zi Xiao with a sword on his back strode inside, looked at Xu Cheng, and asked in a deep voice.

"you ask me?"

　　 Xu Cheng squinted at him, then turned his head.

　　 There was a trace of anger on Zi Xiao's face, just about to have an attack, he looked up and saw Lei Yan casting his eyes on him.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A ray of lightning exploded invisibly in his gods.

　　 He shuddered back and forth.

　　 "Lei Fa!"

　　 retreated to the foot of the wall, Zi Xiao's eyes widened, watching the thunderous flames flashing in his eyes.

　　 Although it is rumored that there is a thunder method in the Palace of Heavenly Master, it has not been passed down for thousands of years.

　　 The man in front of him has a cultivation base that makes him feel like he is looking up and down, and with such a deep thunder Dao technique, he must be the senior of the Tianshi Palace who returned from a long trip.

　　 is at least a predecessor a thousand years ago.

　　 After Tianxuan World was sealed, Wu Sheng did not show up.

　　The life of the warrior was suppressed to the limit, and most of them had only more than a hundred years of life.

　　 Those who have a high level of cultivation and a miracle medicine to increase the power of the source can live to more than two hundred years old.

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　　 A martial sage, even if he first entered the martial sage, he has a thousand years of life.

　　 "Junior Zixiao, I have met seniors."

　　 The Taoist Zixiao bowed to the ancestor Lei Yan.

　　 "Do you practice the sword technique of Zhan Chenyuan?"

　　Lei Yan ancestor suddenly asked.

　　 Cut the dust fate, cut off the dust fate, cut off love.

　　 Chen Yuan is broken, and the cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds.

　　 This is the same as that of Demon Slayer.

　　 Hearing what Lei Yan said, Xu Cheng frowned and turned around.

　　 What is dust fate?

　　 In the mundane world, there are those who are concerned, that is, the fate of the dust.

　　 Obviously, Zi Xiao’s dust edge is Zi Yi.

　　 Xu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

　　 If this Zi Xiao uses Zi Yi as a cultivation furnace, he doesn't mind to tidy up Zi Xiao.

　　 Dao Zixiao's face became stiff, and he shook his head and said, "The juniors have no such plans."

　　 He turned his head to look at Zi Yi who turned a blind eye to him, and a faint pain flashed in his eyes.

　　 "This Jiazi, junior sister is the motivation for my practice."

　　 "If Junior Sister and Heavenly Master Palace are always alert, I wouldn't be able to break through from Grandmaster Nineth to Wusheng Sanzhong at the time of First Jiazi."

　　 "It's fine if you don't have it." Lei Yan said lightly: "I don't like those guys who don't even have a human touch for the sake of spiritual practice."

　　 "Little Heavenly Master, this fish is ready."

　　 Zi Ling brought the fish up smoothly.

　　 "Oh, there are not so many bowls and chopsticks, do you want to stay?"

　　 Zi Yi frowned while setting the bowl.

"Do not stay."

　　 Xu Cheng waved his hand and raised his eyes to look at the red-faced Taoist Zixiao.