Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Youli!

Gui Ling and Jin Ling have left, but...

There is still a figure standing above the sky, quietly looking at Xibo Hou Jichang below.

"Sixty-four hexagrams, three hundred and eighty-four lines, according to the mechanism of yin and yang, and the wonderfulness of Zhoutian's division."

"If you keep going like this, you may be able to find your own Hunyuan Daluo Dao! What a great talent..."

Fuxi looked at Xibo Hou Jichang below.

As the creator of the Bagua Dao, no one knows Bagua better than Fuxi.

Similarly, no one can see the potential of Xibo Hou Jichang below better than Fuxi.

In the eyes of Gui Ling, Jichang is just a potential of quasi-saint, but in the eyes of Fuxi, Jichang has the talent of Hunyuan Daluo.

Of course...

Qualification is just qualification, whether you can really achieve Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian still depends on chance.

"This trip out of the country, just for Ji Chang alone, is worthwhile." Fuxi smiled.

Having said that, Fuxi did not intend to rescue Ji Chang, but turned around and left quietly.

In this world, there is no cultivator who is more adept at seeking good fortune and avoiding danger than the cultivator who is proficient in the Eight Trigrams.

Sure enough...

What happened next was not beyond Fuxi's expectations.

With the bribery of Fei Zhong and You Hun by San Yisheng, an important official of Xiqi, and the fact that King Zhou thought he was in control of everything.

He did not take Ji Chang seriously.

He ordered Ji Chang to leave Youli.

Even if he wanted to regret it later.

But a cultivator who was completely free and proficient in the Eight Trigrams made King Zhou completely understand what it meant to seek good fortune and avoid danger perfectly.

In this case, there was a great man to save him. Lei Zhenzi, the general star who was accepted as the 100th son by Ji Chang, came to help under the order of his master Yun Zhongzi.

Overnight, he took Ji Chang through five passes and arrived at the border of the Shang Dynasty, completely away from Chaoge and King Zhou.

Looking at Xiqi in the distance, even Xibohou Ji Chang couldn't help but shed tears.

Then...

Ji Chang circulated his magic power, and an extremely complicated and mysterious magic circle in his throat gradually lost its effect.

Then, with Ji Chang's dry retching, pieces of meat patties were vomited out by Ji Chang.

Looking at the meat patties on the ground, Ji Chang's eyes were full of sadness.

"Kao'er, we're home!"

Ji Chang said softly, and then the eight trigrams in his hand appeared and covered the meat on the ground.

Then...

Ji Chang's movements froze.

The meat on the ground turned into three sturdy rabbits with Ji Chang's various movements.

The three rabbits all turned around and looked at Ji Chang, bowed, and then jumped away.

"This...this..."

Even Ji Chang was a little dazed at this time. Looking at the three rabbits jumping away, his right hand subconsciously began to calculate in front of him.

After a while...

"Haha——"

Ji Chang suddenly laughed, without any trace of his previous decadence.

Suddenly, Ji Chang, who was laughing, seemed to remember something. He quickly straightened his clothes, turned around, and bowed respectfully to the east.

"Ji Chang thanks the Holy Mother of Guiling!"

After a long time, Ji Chang slowly stood up. His face had regained its calmness. No, it should be more appropriate to describe his radiant look as vigorous and vigorous.

Just when Ji Chang was about to walk towards Xiqi, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

After a little thought, Ji Chang controlled his expression and began to change towards the decadent look at the beginning.

After a while, Ji Chang returned to his previous embarrassed look.

"This look is more suitable for me now." Ji Chang muttered to himself, and staggered towards Xiqi without stopping.

Above the prehistoric East China Sea, Gui Ling, who was flying towards the Changsheng Daochang, paused and turned around in surprise to look at the prehistoric Daluo.

To be more precise.

He looked at the Jiuzhou of the human race and the direction of Xiqi.

"Interesting." Gui Ling whispered softly: "I seem to have underestimated the ability of Xibo Hou."

Although he said so, Gui Ling had no interest in Xibo Hou Ji Chang.

The genius of the human race does not need her to worry about it.

Which of her senior brothers Fuxi does not need her to worry about such things.

Turning around, Gui Ling continued to fly towards the Changsheng Daochang.

Already arrived in the East China Sea.

Gui Ling did not waste too much time. Looking from a distance, the Changsheng Daochang was already in sight.

Seeing the Changsheng Daochang getting closer and closer, Gui Ling couldn't help but start to relax.

No, it's better to say that he was at ease than to relax!

That was in the prehistoric worldIn the midst of it, there was a sense of peace that could never be felt.

"Master, I'm back!"

Turtle Spirit immediately shouted excitedly as he stepped into the dojo.

Then...

He saw the rows of dazzling golden words in the void of the entire dojo.

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, my disciple, Turtle Spirit, disrespected Master for the 320,000th time. I hereby record this and will repay you in the future.

Wherever Turtle Spirit saw, the entire Changsheng Arrival Field stretched for billions of miles, connecting the sky above and the nine underworlds below, and almost all of them were such words.

Turtle Spirit's originally excited expression suddenly froze.

How could I feel at ease in such a place? It was an illusion, it must be an illusion. Sure enough, I am more suitable for the prehistoric world!

Turtle Spirit turned around quietly and was about to walk out of the dojo.

However...

Behind Turtle Spirit, Ao Changsheng was already standing there quietly, with his back to Turtle Spirit, and a ethereal fairy air came to his face.

But...

Looking at the 'little notebook' that filled the screen around Ao Changsheng, Gui Ling couldn't feel the slightest bit of immortal spirit in his heart.

He was full of disgust.

"You're back!"

Ao Changsheng sighed faintly.

"Yes, I'm back!"

Gui Ling said unhappily.

"You shouldn't come back..."

Ao Changsheng turned around and looked at Gui Ling expressionlessly.

"Then I'll go, okay!" Gui Ling said unhappily, and was about to walk towards the dojo.

However, Ao Changsheng waved his sleeves, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, saying: "If you dare to leave this door today, you will never come back again."

Gui Ling: "..."

Gui Ling's whole body froze in place, and the meaning in his eyes when he looked at Ao Changsheng was clear.

'You don't have martial ethics! ' 'You can't afford to play! ' 'You're cheating! ’ and so on.

Of course, Gui Ling knew that Ao Changsheng was not really angry, and it was impossible for him to not let her come back.

After all, it was just a game.

But Gui Ling had reason to believe that if she dared to take a step now, Ao Changsheng would definitely remember this and keep it for the next time.

Looking at Gui Ling who did not move, Ao Changsheng snorted.

"You dare not leave! I told you a long time ago that the boy is not a good thing. You will regret it sooner or later if you elope with her."

Gui Ling was full of black lines.

"Master, I admit defeat. I don't want to play anymore!" Gui Ling raised his hands and said directly.

Looking at Gui Ling who raised his hands, Ao Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Do you think I am kidding you?"

"Huh?"

Gui Ling was stunned, looking at Ao Changsheng who looked serious, a little at a loss.

"You should not stay long this time!" Ao Changsheng's tone suddenly became lighter.

"Uh... um!"

Turtle Spirit paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I have made an appointment with fellow Daoist Jin Ling, and we will go to the prehistoric continent in a few days."

Hearing what Turtle Spirit said, Ao Changsheng sighed silently, turned around, and said softly with his back to Turtle Spirit.

"Give up, this Conferred God Tribulation is not something you are qualified to participate in."

Turtle Spirit was startled, and suddenly became at a loss.

"Master, what did you say?"

"What?" Ao Changsheng's voice suddenly became serious: "I ask you, Turtle Spirit, how long have you not practiced seriously?"

"This..." Turtle Spirit opened her mouth, wanting to say that she has been practicing.

After all, after the inner world practice method was opened up, the inner world only needed to absorb the innate spiritual energy to continue to grow, and as the carrier of the inner world.

Turtle Spirit can be said to be practicing all the time, not feeling the world's avenue.

But...

Can this kind of practice method be called 'serious' practice?

The answer is yes or no.

This kind of practice can't be called serious practice at all. In fact, if it weren't for the characteristics of the inner world practice method, it couldn't even be called practice.

"But...Fellow Daoist Jin Ling..." Gui Ling wanted to explain.

"That's Jiejiao's business, it's Xuanmen's business, what does it have to do with you?" Ao Changsheng said sternly.

"Do you know how many saints are involved in the calculations of this Conferred God Tribulation? Do you know the real purpose behind this Conferred God Tribulation?"

"No, you don't know anything."

"You are just doing things with another person who knows nothing, thinking that you are helping your friend and Jiejiao."

"But, you who know nothing, can you really do what you want to do by intervening in this Conferred God Tribulation?"

Ao Changsheng's voice suddenly calmed down a bit, but he still said in a low voice: "The answer is yes or no!"

"Master!" Gui Ling looked at Ao Changsheng in front of him in disbelief.

"Master has seen your end. You can't do anything. You... failed.It's completely true, right!"

Ao Changsheng's voice became completely calm, and he whispered: "So, give up!"

"Give up fooling around with that Jin Ling in the prehistoric world, practice in my master's temple, or go to the reincarnation to comprehend the true meaning of reincarnation!"

"Stop fooling around, practice seriously, and become a saint as soon as possible, which is your top priority at the moment."

"Master!" Gui Ling looked at Ao Changsheng's back, his eyes full of disbelief, biting his lips.

"What if I insist on going!"

"Insist on going..." Ao Changsheng's voice became dull, and his back looked a little lonely: "Then..."

"Then go! Anyway, I have my master to protect you, and those saints give me face, so you won't die."

Ao Changsheng's voice was not as heavy as before, and he turned around with a smile of a successful prank on his face.

"Master... Master! ? "

Hearing the laughter, Gui Ling was stunned, and then looked at the smile on Ao Changsheng's face, and suddenly became angry.

"Master, you are playing tricks on me again!"

"Playing tricks on you?" Ao Changsheng pretended to be surprised, and then shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, how can a master play tricks on his own apprentice!"

Gui Ling: "..."

You have played tricks on me less?

"Master said the truth, but..." Ao Changsheng suddenly paused, and then his voice became low and lost again.

"It's just that Master controlled his tone a little!"

Listening to Ao Changsheng's low and lost voice, and then looking at Ao Changsheng's face with a faint smile.

Gui Ling's mouth twitched.

I really don't know what to do.

I always feel that...my master has changed a lot compared to the beginning.

Is he crazy?

He is definitely crazy!

Gui Ling shouted madly in his heart.

"Okay, no more playing. "Ao Changsheng seemed to see what Gui Ling was thinking, waved his hand, and his voice returned to normal.

Ao Changsheng looked at Gui Ling in front of him seriously, and said softly: "Have you really decided? Go to the prehistoric world with Jin Ling and intervene in the Conferred God."

"Yes!"

Gui Ling nodded heavily.

"Even if you understand what I said before, you still want to go?" Ao Changsheng asked seriously again.

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation, Gui Ling still nodded heavily and said: "I want to go! I have already made an appointment with Fellow Daoist Jin Ling..."

"Call me Sister Jin Ling behind my back, and call me Fellow Daoist Jin Ling in front of Master. "Ao Changsheng teased.

Turtle Spirit blushed, but didn't say anything.

Ao Changsheng didn't say anything else.

We are all cultivators, not mortals, so there is no need to force anything just for the sake of reproduction.

What's more...

Now there are only a few signs, and it may be extinguished at any time!

"In this case, then you should work hard! The water of the Conferred God Tribulation is much deeper and more difficult than you think."

"But you must remember that here, in this Changsheng Daochang, you will always have a master you can rely on."

Ao Changsheng said softly, and his eyes were also a little red.

"Master!" Turtle Spirit's eyes were also filled with tears.

"Okay... Go!"

"Don't keep your fellow Jinling Daoist waiting for a long time."

Ao Changsheng turned around again and turned his back to Turtle Spirit.

"Master! "

Looking at Ao Changsheng's back, Gui Ling's eyes were red, and then he gritted his teeth and rushed out of the Changsheng Dojo.

Ao Changsheng, who had his back to Gui Ling, turned around at this time, and looked at Gui Ling's resolute steps to the outside of the field, and his eyes...

showed a hint of... smile!

"This Chaos Avenue is really useful!" Ao Changsheng smacked his lips silently, feeling quite emotional.

On the sea outside the Changsheng Dojo.

One step, two steps... Gui Ling took firm steps, walked forward with his head held high, and suddenly...

Gui Ling's steps paused, and he turned around and looked at the Changsheng Dojo behind him.

"That's not right! Didn't I just come back? There are still several years before the agreed time!" Gui Ling looked confused.

Then...

"Ahhh, liar master——"