Signing Starts From Covering the Sky

"Are Xiao's father and son talking at night..." Chen Xuanzhi laughed dumbly, slightly surprised, but his mind was still immersed in the study of various classics on this continent.

He just thought that although this continent Dou Zun can use the power of space.

But that is also relatively speaking. After all, this is only a low-level plane, the restrictions are not high, and the power of space is also very fragile. It is not surprising that a Dou Zun can use it.

Moreover, the Dou Sheng here is known as the supreme powerhouse, and he can even open up a space world for people to live in, because the power of space is very fragile.

To open the space world, Chen Xuanzhi couldn't do it in Zhetian's current realm. Even with the power of opening up the world with his eyes, he could only vaguely evolve a small broken space that had not existed for a long time.

And it can only be used to trap and kill the enemy, far from evolving a real space for people to live in.

But in the midst of covering the sky, with his realm being able to achieve that step, it is already extremely against the sky, and it can make many arrogances of the past and present feel ashamed.

Because in the midst of the sky, one has to reach the level of the ancient sages to open a small world, just like the small world left by the ancient sages that the Qingjiao King found.

And here, if he wants to create a world of space, it can be said to be an easy task, and it can be done at the click of a finger!

Chen Xuanzhi, who was watching the books of this world one by one, suddenly became distracted, his spiritual thoughts enveloped the Xiao family, and every move could not escape his observation.

Originally, he was still studying the exercises, but the sudden words from Xiao Yan made his expression startled and became strange.

"Father, do you think it is possible that the strong man who appeared in the Xiao family has never left Wutan City. I want to find him and worship him as a teacher..."

"Is this the effect of manifesting a saint in front of people!"

Chen Xuanzhi was speechless, he really didn't expect that Xiao Yan had already made his mind on himself by chance.

After realizing that Xiao Yan was talking to his father, he flicked his body and appeared on the cliff not far from Xiao's house.

It's already late at night, the moon is like a silver plate, the sky is full of stars, and the soft light shrouds the entire mountain top, hazy, like a light veil.

A dignified middle-aged man wearing a gray shirt with a straight nose and a square mouth is slowly talking to Xiao Yan.

"Yan'er, the Douzong powerhouse is extremely terrifying, how can we find its trace and get a glimpse of Douzong's true face, it is already a blessing for Sansheng..."

Xiao Zhan said with emotion, with a complicated expression, he had a kind of reverence from the bottom of his heart for the high-ranking Dou Zong powerhouse.

Xiao Zhan paused and said: "What kind of person Dou Zong is, even if we really find it, what will happen? If you want to apprentice, the hope is too slim..."

Xiao Zhan sighed and stared at himself, the once-recognized genius son, with regret in his expression.

The son who used to be the brightest young man in the entire city of Utan, but now he is in such a state of despair that he has become a waste.

"I see, father..." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, looking desolate, clenched his fists, full of unwillingness, and then forced a smile.

"It's getting late, there is a distinguished guest coming tomorrow, you should rest early, don't lose your courtesy." Xiao Zhan patted Zhan Yan on the shoulder and smiled.

"Who?"

Xiao Yan asked curiously.

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

Xiao Zhan suddenly squeezed his eyes, laughed and left, leaving Xiao Yan with question marks on his face, Chen Xuanzhi's thoughts moved, knowing that the famous scene was coming again.

"This is an opportunity..." Chen Xuanzhi's eyes flickered slightly. He had planned to develop the power of faith directly from Xiao Yan, but now he has to plan something else.

He couldn't act as Xiao Yan's grandfather so directly, he had to wait until this kid suffered a huge setback and all his thoughts were gone, and then he would appear calmly, so that the effect of the power of faith would be the best.

"Hurry up and break the marriage, I can't wait."

Chen Xuanzhi smiled, thinking in his heart that there is nothing more quintessential than this belief in giving salvation when life is desperate.

Xiao Yan returned to the room and sat cross-legged, forming strange handprints, his chest heaving up and down, constantly forming a loop, faint white entanglement, this was Xiao Yan's cultivation.

Chen Xuanzhi watched silently and realized the practice of Dou Qi. For a while, he also felt quite surprised.

But not long after, the Yao Lao in Xiao Yan's black ring began to act like a demon again, completely absorbing the Dou Qi that Xiao Yan finally cultivated, making Xiao Yan's Qi keep jumping, he couldn't help it. yelled.

"Have you heard that there is a Douzong powerhouse visiting us from Wutan City!"

"Really, how is it possible, it may be difficult for us in the Jama Empire to find one, how can it appear in our city of Ulthane..."

"Yes, the news I received is indeed true, because my aunt's second uncle's third cousin and his wife's sister are from the Xiao family. She saw it with her own eyes..."

"Is the Xiao family going to rise, and the Dou Zong powerhouses are here?"

"It won't be Dou Zong who came to the Xiao family to accept apprentices. I heard that the younger generation of the Xiao family has some very good qualifications!"

Most of the people were skeptical about the presence of Douzong powerhouses in Wutan City, and felt that it was a little unreal.

The small city of Wutan actually became lively again because of this matter, and the Xiao family became a hot topic for a while.

The next day, there were a few more people in the welcome hall of the Xiao family. They were people from the Yunlan Sect and from Nalan Yanran's sect.

What made Chen Xuanzhi speechless was that after the Yun Lanzong people exchanged greetings with the Xiao family, they had been asking about the Dou Zong strongmen, and even they were alarmed because of the rumors in the city.

When they learned that there was a Dou Zong powerhouse in Wutan City, it was also very incredible. They had to know that their suzerain Yun Yun was only at the level of Dou Huang, and their combat power was already the ceiling of this Jiama Empire.

However, although the people who came from the Yunlan Sect looked shocked, they did not think that the appearance of the Dou Zong powerhouses in the Xiao family was for their family, and it was possible that they were just passing by, leaving their shocking side.

As expected by Chen Xuanzhi, the people of Yun Lanzong still put forward a request to break the marriage, and Xiao Zhan's face suddenly became gloomy.

And many people in the Xiao family began to ridicule Xiao Yan again, causing the anger in Xiao Yan's chest to burst out.

Next, as the plot progressed, Nalan Yanran, who was proud like a little peacock, proposed various conditions to make up for the divorce. For a time, everyone in the Xiao family felt the ultimate humiliation.

After enduring the indifference of the clan for many years, and the sudden divorce, Xiao Yan, who was originally tolerant, finally broke out.

"Come here..." Chen Xuanzhi looked at this famous scene with anticipation, looking forward to Xiao Yan's shocking rhetoric,

"Miss Nalan, Xiao Yan would like to advise you here, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor!" Xiao Yan said loudly, like a sword blaring.

“Comfortable...”

Chen Xuanzhi was satisfied, satisfied with a little bit of bad taste in his heart, and came to Dou Po. If he missed such a famous scene, he would really feel sorry for himself.

Xiao Yan left the hall with an indifferent expression, followed his habit and climbed the back mountain. Chen Xuanzhi's thoughts moved, and he knew that Yao Lao was about to appear.

However, as Xiao Yan was a key step for him to gather the power of faith in Douba World, it was impossible for him to let Yao Lao appear first, and he needed to be the first person to send charcoal in the snow, which was the best choice.

Yao Lao pondered for a while, and just as he was about to speak out, he was pulled away by an invisible force and disappeared into Xiao Yan's hands.

Yao Lao: "???"

"brush…"

The next second, the black and simple ring Xiao Yan was wearing disappeared and appeared in Chen Xuanzhi's hand. Chen Xuanzhi played with it and saw Yao Lao's soul body at a glance.

Yao Lao's soul body was a little stunned. He didn't know why, but it disappeared directly into Xiao Yan's hands. As he was about to appear, he couldn't find the right master at once, and he couldn't help but start to feel dazed.

When he noticed that the young man in white was playing with the ring he was hiding in front of him, his soul almost dispersed.

His soul body is very sensitive.

Sensing Chen Xuanzhi's incomparably terrifying aura, just a hint of it made him almost shattered.

"At least it's Dou Sheng!" Yao Lao was extremely horrified, and for some unknown reason, he suddenly appeared in the hands of this young man.

Chen Xuanzhi smiled slightly, put away Yao Lao's ring, and looked at Xiao Yan, at this moment Xiao Yan was a little lost.

"Strength, I long for strength, and without strength, I'm not even as good as a piece of flying..." Xiao Yan's low self-deprecating voice sounded, extremely sad and angry, biting his lip tightly.

Thinking of Nalan Yanran's words in his heart, every sentence was like a knife, which made him almost tremble, almost crazy, and he didn't even notice that his ring was lost at the moment.

"Little guy, do you want to become stronger?"

Chen Xuanzhi automatically simulated an incomparably old voice, which echoed across the entire mountain. The sound was like a thunderbolt, causing Xiao Yan's expression to change drastically.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yan suddenly turned around, his eyes were as sharp as cold electricity, and he glanced around, but saw no trace of a single person.

"I am God!"