, the emperor of the ages

　　 In recent decades, the Star Defense Line has entered a period of calm.

　　 The mortal world of witch **** civilization is singing and dancing, the streets are lively and hustle and bustle, young people are raging on horses, knights are drinking and chatting, and wealthy businessmen travel by boat. The brothel where the lamp never goes out, the pear orchard where the song is not cool, there are endless joys and sorrows in the world.

　　 The setting sun hangs on the horizon, and the sunset glow is as red as a flame.

　　 Zhang Ruochen walked hurriedly on the street where the crowds kept flowing.

　　 Chi Xing Tian chased after him, and said, "Is there a way to help me repair my foundation and help me step into immeasurable?"

　　 "Repair the foundation, let's have a chance! As for whether you can step into Boundlessness, the key lies in you, not me. I don't have that great ability yet." Zhang Ruochen said.

　　 Chi Xingtian couldn’t hide his excitement, and said anxiously: “Make it clear! Do you want any benefits? Just ask for the price!”

　　 Pass through the lively city and enter a slum full of mud.

　　 The houses are small and in disrepair for a long time. Most of the mortals living here wear navy blue blouses with patches.

　　 Zhang Ruochen walked into an old porridge shop, sat down by the window, knocked on the green-brown wooden table, and said: "Miss, two bowls of rice porridge, a cage of beef dumplings, and another dish of pickles."

　　 The congee shop is not big, there are only seven tables inside and out.

　　Looking at the color of the window lattices and the wear of the threshold, it all shows that this congee shop is a few years old!

　　 The stove is outside, the fire is booming, and the white steam fills the bamboo steamer.

　　 There was only one woman in a cyan floral cloth. She looked like she was in her fifties. Her face was covered with traces of time. She was very calm and skillful. She didn't rush, but she didn't do things slowly.

Chi Xingtian chased into the congee shop, sat opposite Zhang Ruochen, and said, "You said, if there is a way to help me restore my foundation, please mention what conditions. You have also seen that Long Ba is too arrogant, too defiant, Ben If God cannot step into Boundlessness, she will ride on her head in this life! This is absolutely unbearable!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Two bowls of porridge, put them on the table again.

　　 The woman said coldly: "If you want to talk crazy and go elsewhere, don't come to me. You are not the only ones who drink porridge!"

　　 After finishing speaking, she went out, wiped her hand on the apron, and then put fire in the stove.

　　 Chi Xingtian was stunned and watched her leave: "Do you know who the **** is? Visiting your porridge shop is the luck of your Sanshengxiu."

　　 The woman ignored him and turned a deaf ear.

In the porridge shop, all the customers who drank the porridge looked at Chi Xingtian with strange eyes.

　　 Zhang Ruochen smiled silently, took a bowl of rice porridge, and took a spoon to taste.

　　 "What do you look at, haven't you seen the true **** descend on the earth?"

　　 Xingtian glared at the spectators, causing a burst of laughter.

　　 "Don't put on the air of your true god, try it, this porridge is very good!" Zhang Ruochen said.

　　 "What kind of porridge do you want to drink? If you want to eat dragon liver and phoenix gall bladder, drink Hundred Flower Stuffed Stuff, I can also get it for you."

　　 This time, Chi Xingtian released the scene and cut off the voice.

　　 "Try it!"

　　 Zhang Ruochen used a spoon to point to another bowl of rice porridge.

　　 "It's not just a bowl of porridge!"

　　 Xingtian restrained his eagerness, picked up the bowl and took a sip. Gradually, the expression on his face became a little unnatural, and he looked into the bowl.

　　 Then, he picked up the spoon and tasted it slowly.

　　 "It's really strange, maybe it's because I haven't tasted mortal food for many years, a bowl of ordinary porridge, it has a different taste." Chi Xing Tiandao.

　　 Rice porridge, no matter how good rice porridge is, it must be no better than dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, Qiongjiangyuye.

　　 But it is indeed great to be praised by a great god.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Perhaps it is because the people who cook the porridge have done such an ordinary thing like a day for decades, so it can turn a vulgar thing into a miracle. It may also be because you have not tasted it for hundreds of thousands of years. So I don’t think so."

　　 The Xingtian bowl is already empty, as Zhang Ruochen called out: "Mother, ten more bowls."

　　 The woman brought the steaming buns and pickles.

　　 Chi Xingtian is not afraid of scalding his mouth. He even throws three buns into his mouth, and his mouth becomes deformed. He said vaguely: "Buns are also good, let's get ten cages."

　　 Zhang Ruochen smiled at the woman, but the woman was expressionless and walked to another table.

　　 On that table sat a middle-aged man, who looked quite elegant, every hair was neat, every button was very elegant, and his clothes were incompatible with the environment here.

　　 The middle-aged man and woman were whispering something.

　　 Zhang Ruochen does not have the habit of eavesdropping, and solemnly said to Chi Xingtian: "Your cultivation level has reached the limitless limit. To help you repair the foundation, I really have to work hard, and may even lead to heavenly punishment."

　　 "I understand this! Why don't you change your fate against the sky? Naturally, heaven and earth won't agree. You mention the conditions!" Chi Xingtian said.

　　 Zhang Ruochen stretched out **** and said: "Two conditions, first, you are the only descendant of the demon, should you have the relics of the ancestors?"

"No!"

　　 Xing Tiandao: "The **** is the offspring of the demon, but it has been more than ten million years and passed on for many generations. Even if the demon left the relics of the ancestors, these relics will disappear in the long river of years!"

　　 Chi Xingtian is not a liar, although he tried his best to conceal it, Zhang Ruochen still saw the unnaturalness.

　　 "This way..."

　　 Zhang Ruochen buried his head and said, "Drink porridge."

　　 Chi Xing Tian was anxious, and said: "In fact, there are one or two things that have been passed down, but the power of the ancestor has been exhausted. To you, it is completely ordinary. You have so many treasures, you can see them?"

　　 Zhang Ruochen continued to drink porridge.

　　 Chi Xing Tiandao: "You don't want "Tian Devil Rock Carvings", do you?"

　　 "If I wanted "The Devil Stone Carvings", I wouldn't give you some of the stone tablets." Zhang Ruochen said.

　　 "Okay, I will protect you from the "Stone Inscriptions of the Heavenly Demon". My God gave you something left by the Heavenly Demon."

　　 Chi Xingtian hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth, the space in front of him trembled, took out a black spear, and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

　　The gun is one foot long and two feet long, the wine glass is thick and thin, and the surface is cast with magic patterns, exuding cold air.

　　 The ancient rhyme is lingering, and it is extraordinary.

　　 Zhang Ruochen grabbed his hand, and his arm sank.

　　 is too heavy, beyond expectation.

　　 Strands of black magic energy spread out from the spear, corroding Zhang Ruochen's palm.

　　 Zhang Ruochen has practiced the magic way, and the Promise Shendao can control the world, and in an instant, he can control the magic energy that permeates the spear.

　　 Observing this long spear carefully, Zhang Ruochen's heart was shaken, and said: "This is the real body of the gun in the "Tian Moba Spear Picture"?"

　　 Thirty-six "Devil Stone Carvings", each one is very mysterious and can be practiced into supreme magic.

　　 It just so happened that "The Spear of the Demon Tyrant" was once stored in the Blood God Sect. As the former leader of the Blood God Sect, Zhang Ruochen naturally enlightened it.

　　Xing Tiandao: "The demon really left nothing, perhaps left relics, but they were all destroyed and lost in the long river of history. I got this gun from the demon mountain."

　　 After the 72-pillar demon **** of Beize Great Wall was born, the rules of the magic path between heaven and earth were active, and the Tianma Mountain, located in the eastern region of Kunlun, was born.

　　 On the Tianma Mountain, there is a seal left by the Great Lord.

　　 The seal is not too strong. Chi Xingtian has wiped it out over the years and entered the ground under the stone formation on the top of the Tianma Mountain.

　　 Seeing that Zhang Ruochen wanted to mobilize his spirit to urge him, Chi Xingtian hurriedly stopped him, saying: "Don't move indiscriminately! This gun contains the power of the ancestor, and the magical power is domineering."

　　 "How do you use it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

　　 Chi Xingtian shook his head, held his chest up, and said, "I don't know! Maybe, only I can use it, and I won't be backlashed by the demon power."

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The sword light flashed, and Chi Xingtian's arm holding the bowl was cut with a blood stain.

　　 Zhang Ruochen collected some of his demonic blood and wiped it on the spear, and then silently recalled the "Tian Moba Spear Picture" in his mind. The Tai Chi Yin and Yang picture appeared, and his spirit was transformed into demonic energy, and he injected the spear.

　　 What Zhang Ruochen and Chi Xingtian didn't notice was that not far away, the woman in the cyan floral dress and the middle-aged Confucian scholar stared at them.

　　 A detached wave of power burst out from the spear.

　　 Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen has long used the Promise Divine Way to turn a radius of eighteen meters into an independent world that he can absolutely control. Although the world shook violently, no one in the outside world would feel it.

　　 The field of Xingtian envelops Zhang Ruochen, for fear that the fluctuations here will cause the feelings of the heavenly gods.

　　 "A strong force, if it is fully activated, one shot may severely damage some gods who have been practicing in the immeasurable realm for many years." Zhang Ruochen stroked the gun body.

　　 This time, Chi Xingtian really gave a big gift, and the shot was very generous.

　　 The spear is not an artifact, but because it contains the power of the ancestor, in actual combat, it is much more powerful than an ordinary artifact. Does it mean that the inner strength of the ancestors can support Zhang Ruochen's strikes?

　　Once the power of the ancestor is exhausted, the value of the spear will be far inferior to that of the artifact, and it will fall into the sacred instrument.

　　 With the ancestor God's clothes for fleeing, and the Tianmoba spear for self-defense, Zhang Ruochen's confidence has greatly increased, and he is full of confidence!

　　 Chi Xing Tiandao: "This first condition~lightnovelpub.net~is it satisfied?"

　　 "There should be a lot of the relics of the ancestor that the great **** got from the Tianmo Mountain, right?" Zhang Ruochen said.

　　 Xing Tiandao: "Where can there be so many relics of the ancestors? The ancestor of your Zhang family is the closest to the world. It seems that there are few relics left?"

　　 "Just ask casually, don't get excited."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "The first condition is considered fulfilled! My second condition... You have to assure me that if I help you step into Boundlessness, you will have to do it this day! , I will never get married again in my life!"

　　 Chi Xing Tianyu speaks.

　　 Zhang Ruochen was very confident, and said, "If you refuse, nothing will be mentioned."

Chi Xingtian was still thinking about it. At another table, the middle-aged Confucian whispered something to the woman in the cyan floral dress. The woman walked over and sat on the other side of the wooden table, silent. , His face is rather solemn.

Zhang Ruochen put away the spear, looked at her, and said, "I'm causing you trouble! I didn't expect that you would actually sell porridge here, and it will last for decades. The porridge is very good, so it can be seen to be true. You can see that your realm has risen by another level."

　　 She can abandon even her superb looks, completely substituting herself into a mortal woman, letting herself age. She would never have this state of mind before!

　　 "Compared with you, it's far worse!" the woman said.

　　 Chi Xingtian came back to his senses, a little surprised, and finally realized that the woman in front of him was very unusual.

　　 Zhang Ruochen came here to drink porridge, originally with a purpose.

　　 The woman's means of astringing her breath can be concealed from the top god, which surprised Chi Xingtian. Could it be an existence that is honored by a king?