Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Behind the partial hall of Qingyang ‘nurturing’, there is a small and exquisite garden.

Among the small bridges flowing water and flowers and waterfalls, four or five stone pillars were placed next to a huge stone. Chutian and Qingyang were sitting next to the stone pillars. Two girls who were born with jade snow and smart were served with fragrant tea and pine nuts. In a dozen or so feet, I ordered a good smell, and then quietly retreated.

Chu Tian sat next to the boulder and quietly listened to Qingyang where he talked.

Qingyang is like a storyteller, cocking Erlang's legs and swaying a folding fan. It is easy to say that a pile is enough to stir the world into discoloration and scare countless people.

"The three ancestors are still very emotional. Even if they are raising a dog, they have been raised for a long time, and they have feelings. Even if they are ill, they are not willing to kill easily."

"So, gave them the opportunity. Really, in the past 100,000 years, they have given them countless opportunities. They want to let them clean up their family style and clean up their disciples."

"But it's useless! The arrogant and extravagant, they continue to be extravagant and extravagant; the unruly, they are still unruly; if they don't seek advancement, they still don't want to go forward... Linlin all kinds of things, all sorts of bad things They have done countless."

Sighing with a heavy sigh, Qingyang shook his head helplessly, and there was a glimmer of thoughtful light in the scorpion.

“The ancestors themselves admit that perhaps some of the materials used were not very good when they were made in the same year. In their blood, they have inherited something that is not very good... ‘factor’!”

"With the proliferation of their generations, the number of ethnic groups has gradually increased. The blood of the origins of the three ancestors has gradually become thinner. The bad 'factors' in their blood have gradually exerted their power, so it is obvious that they can be seen. These guys are not as good as one generation, and a million years ago, they were a bit unsightly."

"I read the old feelings, so the ancestors have endured them for so many years. However, they can't bear it." Qingyang raised the folding fan and made a circle to the vast world: "The cultivation resources of the whole world, although I waited in the battlefield outside the sky." The looting of resources, feedback to this side of the world, but the cultivation resources of this side of the world is always limited."

"With limited resources, to support unlimited waste? Three ancestors, how wise and holy, to raise waste, this kind of thing can not do."

"This side of the world is the foundation for me to fight out of my life and fight with the gods of heaven and earth, and fight for the battle of billions of years."

In the hands of Qingyang, the fan slammed his knees. He looked up at the sky, and a complex emotion flashed past: "So many brothers and sisters, so many of the same door are so degraded, the soul flies, the bones are gone. The foundation of blood and meat can't make them so bad."

"So, have they been cleaned up?" Chu Tian held the tea pot in his hands and asked Qingyang very seriously: "Their, elders?"

Chutian looked at Qingyang very curiously: "If they say that their origins are getting thinner, the bad factors in the blood have exerted influence, and they gradually become unsightly. But what about their elders?"

Qingyang looked at Chutian, helplessly spread his hands: "Become worse!"

Silence for a while, Qingyang said: "The ancestors of their various ethnic groups, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, the realm is getting higher and higher, the evil 'factor' in their blood, the destructive power of the outbreak is stronger than these wastes. too much."

"A million years ago!" Qingyang snorted, and a smoldering flash of light in the scorpion: "In the battlefield outside, the three ancestors personally sat in the town, facing the strong enemy, among these guys, some people want to follow the example Against the sacred things of the gods, count the three ancestors!"

"That time, the three ancestors moved their minds." Qingyang's eyes were flashing, and the whole body was filled with chilling intentions. He lowered his voice. One word and one word said: "Those who are big and bad, Although it was completely killed, but our strength, it is also extremely serious."

Annoyed with a folding fan gently patted the palm of his hand, Qingyang frowned: "If it was not for that time, with the power of the Three Immortals, to cope with the horns, where do you need to form an alliance with the power behind the idiots?"

Chutian generally understands the cause and effect of this. The illusion of God, Chutian does not think how strong he is, and this is so poor and poor, there is no strong treasure on his body, and the power behind him does not seem to be strong.

Chu Tian is also wondering why the Tianzu wants to form an alliance with the forces represented by the illusion of God. The feelings are such a reason.

"The cause and effect are quite complicated. I am too lazy to explain in detail here. In short, you have to understand one thing, these wastes must be destroyed." Qingyang said: "The three ancestors have designed the perfect creation instead." So they have to be destroyed."

"These things, you are not qualified to know at all. But you are a deaf person, so your identity is different." Qingyang said with deep meaning: "Hey, it is different. She is deeply influenced by three." Your ancestors love and value, you are the dear friend of your nephew, you are qualified to know some real insider, so that you can better serve your deaf children."

"The child is compared with Zitian Zun..." Chu Tian was very curious to ask this question.

"Zi Tianzun!" Qingyang looked at Chutian, and he whispered: "The valve, the valve, and the creation of only three ancestors. Only the purple valve is the true pure blood of the ancestors. Purple Tian Zun’s mother is a Tao Ling. Do you think that he is half-created and bloody, and is he qualified to be compared with his nephew?”

Chu Tian opened his mouth and did not speak for a long time.

It is no wonder that Qingyang can destroy the body of the Tao Ling in public. The feelings are in their hearts, the spirits are good, and the Taoist guards behind them. In fact, it is nothing.

Qingyang's tone has become very cold: "You understand this truth. Creation is creation. It is not qualified to be compared with the Creator. Purple Tianzun is good, and the Tao Ling is also good. They are more than just a advertised." Do you really think that Zitian Zun is qualified to inherit the purple valve?"

Not waiting for Chutian to open, Qingyang said in an understatement: "When he is an adult, according to the rules set by his ancestors, only the purple valve children who enter the extraterrestrial battlefield are qualified to inherit the position of the purple valve owner... By that time, he will naturally fall in the battlefield outside the sky."

Chutian no longer snorted, the water inside is too deep, and it seems too dark.

He doesn't want to listen anymore, anyway, as long as he is good, this is good.

Qingyang came to the interest. He looked at Chu Tianxiao very seriously and asked: "Listen to these things, and use your mind to guess the cause and effect of some things. So, I will ask you a question."

Chutian got up and looked at Qingyang very seriously: "Excuse me?"

Qingyang smiled. He clap his hands and asked: "So, why is there such a rare teacher in Qixingyang? Even Gaoming's refiners and refiners seem to be quite scarce?"