The morning light broke, the autumn wind was slow, the animation was bleak, and it entered thousands of households.

The backyard of Sun's Mansion is quiet and elegant. The old trees with yellowed branches and leaves make a 'wow' sound under the autumn wind, and the small fish in the fish pond probe and spit bubbles.

A fair-skinned and cute little guy like a porcelain doll walked around in the courtyard, punching and kicking from time to time, sometimes showing joy, and sometimes frowning.

Not far away, the burly giant who was sitting at the same height as the big tree looked at this delicate little guy like a porcelain doll with curiosity.

He was curious.

Because, the golden-winged Dapeng the size of a fist was dangling around this little guy.

It was the first time he had seen this little guy meet an outsider so close to him besides his master.

"call!"

The activity didn't last long, and the little guy stopped. Although he was out of breath, his eyes were bright.

"Is this the 'immortal world'?"

He muttered to himself.

This world is filled with a lot of inspiration that amazes him. Although it can't be shaken or absorbed, the things that can be nurtured by such inspiration are amazing.

Such a world is not an exaggeration to call it a fairyland.

"Tian Yao Pavilion"

An Qisheng was reclining on the rocking chair, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he was looking at the sky, thinking about the Heavenly Demon Pavilion in his heart.

If there is really a big monster peeping at the heaven and earth in the starry sky, intending to take action on all those who are promoted to the sky, then he will have to think about it.

In today's world, in the Great Emperor Continent, I am afraid that no one is closer to that threshold than him.

Bearing the brunt of the brunt, he must encounter the starlight arrow from the sky.

"Ms. An."

Like a porcelain doll, Sun En turned around and called out, "You said, this bird is Senior Yan?"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the fist-sized golden-winged Dapeng landed on his hand.

"Half of it."

An Qisheng came back to his senses and glanced at the chick.

Yan Kuangtu is dead, and there is no such thing as reincarnation in this world. He has searched for the souls of people who have just died, but he has not found anything about reincarnation.

Although this little chick has the possibility of restraining Yankuang and leaving traces of this world, it is only possible.

If you want to bring the dead back to life, I am afraid that you will still fall on the body of God's will in this world.

"Is that really true?"

Sun En was stunned, a little lost.

His expression was a little weird, and he never thought that he could still be like this.

But I don't know, if it wasn't for An Qisheng, the moment he was born, he would be strangled to death by his biological mother in this life.

Ascenders will not receive much preferential treatment in this world.

Heaven and earth, how could they care about the life and death of a certain human being?

"The world here is undergoing a major change, and the future will be confused. You are here at this time, whether it is good or bad, and it is hard to say."

An Qisheng straightened up, waved his hand, and the chick fluttered and landed in his palm.

He has Baiyujing and Destroying Love City two square markets, and he has Dongtian as his support. He has a lot of resources. The bloodline of this golden-winged Dapeng grows rapidly.

Unfortunately, the golden-winged Dapeng took longer to grow.

"This is the gate of heaven that the martial arts people of all dynasties have sought and cannot obtain. To be able to come here is good luck. What the future will be, we have to say it in the future!"

Sun En heard the meaning of An Qisheng's words, but he didn't care too much, just laughed.

"People live for a lifetime, grass and trees fall for an autumn, and what you do is not what you want! I have fulfilled my wishes, and I don't care about that much!"

After more than two hundred years of training, Sun En's mind is open-minded, and he has long lost the bitterness and hatred he once had.

To repay the teacher's kindness, to take revenge, to honor the teacher's door, to inherit the Dragon Bird's door, to open the heaven's door, to see Grandpa An, all his wishes will come true.

Even if he died at this time, he thought to himself that there was nothing to worry about.

That being the case, why fear the dangers of the future?

"You have this heart, but it is very good."

An Qisheng applauded slightly.

After two hundred years of hard work, Sun En's state of mind has become complete, but this is much more important than cultivation and cultivation techniques.

"Thank you teacher for preaching."

Sun En bowed respectfully. For three months, An Qisheng told him about the nine realms and eleven steps of this world from shallow to deep.

From the true form to the sky, he only preached the preaching but not the Dharma, and let Sun En get what he needed from it.

For Sun En, he has traveled all over the world for two hundred years, and the "Huangtian Dafa" created by him may not be comparable to any other practice in this world.

But that was the best path for him.

Already, enough.

"If you practice, you can't follow me. Nine realms and eleven steps, you might as well follow the steps."

An Qisheng gave some pointers, neither light nor heavy.

Sun En's talent in this world is undoubtedly top-notch, and he can attract powerful peeps and plans, and his own luck and talent are unquestionable.

The half-demon, the half-demon, has many strange shapes and is difficult to cultivate, but it may also give birth to a real genius.

Not to mention that Sun En has more than 200 years of memories in the floating world, and even if he doesn't have a tempered state of mind, he will not be inferior to any Tianjiao in Dongzhou.

From such a high start, success is almost certain.

People of the same age are still living in the mud, and people are already thinking about the differences between heaven and earth, drawing on the strengths of all dharmas to open up their own path.

That's not an advantage, what is?

"Is the teacher leaving?"

Sun En nodded, but saw An Qisheng's departure.

"Although the world is big, for you and me, as long as you want to gather at any time, your path has already taken shape, and you don't need to follow me step by step."

An Qisheng threw it casually, and the chick flapped its wings and flew back into Zhu Dahai's ear hole, but also looked at Sun En with some reluctance.

Sun En was silent, if he could, he really wanted to have a drink with Grandpa An and tell the joys, sorrows and sorrows of these years.

It's a pity that he is too young at this time, and his hair has not grown, so drinking is a bit weird.

"So, the disciple bids farewell to the teacher."

Sun En bowed to send him off.

When he got up again, a wisp of ripples in the void in front of him was blown away by the autumn wind, but An Qisheng was no longer there.

Sun En stopped for a long time, staring at the direction where An Qisheng had left, but did not return to his senses for a long time.

"Little, Little En"

After a long time, Qingqiu, dressed as an ordinary woman, propped up the window and squeezed a smile on her slightly pale face.

"Is your teacher gone?"

She listened at the window for a long time, or in other words, she participated in the whole process of the conversation and preaching between the two of them in the past three months.

It's a pity, but where can I understand and hear the true meaning of the conversation between the two?

But seeing An Qisheng leave at this time, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

"kindness."

Sun En glanced at her, a little cold, three months is naturally enough for him to learn the prophecy of this world.

It's just that he has Su Hui, but he really can't accept that he has an extra 'mother'.

Not to mention, he once felt the undisguised malice of this 'mother' towards him.

Although the maliciousness was only extinguished in a flash, how could he forget it for two hundred years in the course of his life and death?

"Why don't you let him stay for a few more days?" Qingqiu Qianqian was happy, but there was a hint of anger on his face.

"I do have a way to call the teacher. If you need it, then ask him to come back and stay for two more days?"

Sun En asked indifferently, like a mirror in his heart.

With An Qisheng's endorsement, he naturally didn't need to disguise himself as an ordinary child.

In fact, at this time, Qingqiu Qianqian was very displeased.

"That's too much trouble, forget it, I must ask him to stay for a few more days next time."

Qingqiu looked at Sun En shallowly, and his heart was very complicated.

Is this really his son born five or six years pregnant, not an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?

Although the Qingqiu clan has very weak feelings for descendants, especially males, they are still somewhat unable to adapt.

"Ok."

Sun En raised his hand and grabbed the high threshold, turned over, and entered the house.

"My Millennium Cultivation"

Qingqiu stared lightly at the string of green bracelets hanging on Sun En's hand, his eyes were a little red.

That Yuanyang Taoist was really ruthless, he took away her thousand years of cultivation, and turned it into a bracelet for his son.

Moreover, unless the latter is willing, he will not be able to retrieve this string of bracelets at all.

You can't get back your thousand-year-old cultivation base.

Looking at his son lying down slowly on the bed, Qingqiu Qianqian had thoughts in his heart.

'I have to figure out a way to get him to give me this bracelet'

"You value that child very much, but why don't you take him with you?"

In the mist, An Qisheng sat quietly in the chariot. In front of him, Zhu Dahai stepped on the air to pull the chariot. His speed was comparable to that of a spirit bird. In his ears, the whispering voice of the three-hearted blue spirit boy could be heard.

"It's not a good thing for him to see the high heaven before climbing the dangerous peak. Those who learn from me will live, and those who like me will die. He can't learn my way."

An Qisheng looked down at the city, which was gradually invisible under the mist, and calmed his mind, said indifferently, "Have you sorted out the structure diagram of Lingbao?"

"Uh not yet."

Sanxin Lan Lingtong shrank his head, "Mr. Monster, I have studied all the written records, classics, and myths and legends you have collected.

The magic weapons in this world, Lingbao are mostly swords, guns, sticks, pictures, tripods, and bells, although there is a saying that the more complex it is, the more powerful it is.

But it is not as complicated as yours. Are you sure you want to cultivate such a spiritual treasure? "

The three-hearted blue soul boy hesitated.

Although there is a saying that the more complicated the Lingbao is, the better, but it is so complicated that it is not even in the legends of this world.

"I'm afraid it's not enough"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

Whether it is a spiritual treasure or a divine weapon, they are all manifestations of the Tao of one's own body. The more complex the Tao, the more troublesome it is to condense the spiritual treasure.

Just like Pang Wanyang, it is not necessary to cast Lingbao, and it is complicated in Thailand.

He was invincible at that time, and even if it was 30 million years old, he didn't need Lingbao, but he didn't know what the unknown was facing at this time.

Naturally, it is necessary to cast Lingbao.

His Tai Chi Dao is now a great achievement, and the general outline of all supernatural powers is the 'Tai Chi Divine Court'.

"The treasures of heaven and earth that are needed, but there are too many, too many"

Sanxin Lan Lingtong sighed, thinking about the list of spiritual materials he had collected, his scalp felt numb.

"Hundreds of thousands of years before Guanglong, and tens of thousands of years after Guanglong, there was no supreme treasure refining. In today's world, there is naturally no shortage of spiritual materials."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes and fell, through the rolling clouds.

I saw a majestic and endless mountain range.

The mountain range is rolling and rolling, thousands of dangerous peaks rise from the ground, and it is like ten thousand stars worshiping the moon, guarding a holy mountain that rises from the sky to the sky.

There are thousands of inspirations lingering on the holy mountain, and the endless wind howls, bringing more violent inspirations and vitality.

It can be seen that there are many palaces on the holy mountain, and many people are stepping in the sea of ​​clouds, practicing supernatural powers and secret techniques.

Vaguely, you can see the shadow of a huge golden bell rising and falling on the sea of ​​​​clouds, swallowing thousands of inspirations, and refining the vitality.

The strong and domineering aura fills the sky and the earth, and even thousands and tens of thousands of miles away, one can feel a glorious and vast divine aura.