There are endless legends about this person outside. He has existed in many ancient eras, following the Tao Master and acting as a boy.

In ancient times, He was even more famous throughout the world.

The person in front of Meng Chuan at this moment was just a kind Taoist.

"I thought of some bad things." Meng Chuan shook his head, but did not tell Emperor Zhenwu about the specific things.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Daoist for getting rid of the assimilation of the Dao and returning to his true nature." Meng Chuan congratulated Zhenwu.

Getting rid of such a situation of neither life nor death is worthy of joy no matter what.

Unless He dies immediately next moment.

Zhenwu was obviously in a good mood and said with a smile:

"I would also like to thank Tianzun and fellow Taoists for their help. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have sunk and eventually lost myself."

"Never forget the kindness of helping each other."

Zhenwu said this, almost setting a clear flag, telling Meng Chuan that he will be on your side from now on.

Awakening Him is kindness. When Zhenwu tries to reach the other side in the future, he has already achieved this, and the Taoist God will definitely not stand idly by.

This is the grace of saving life plus the grace of enlightenment, which is greater than anything else.

Zhenwu must pay it back.

He was almost tied to Sanqing's chariot, and he was on the same side as Meng Chuan and the others.

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. Fellow Taoist has planned for eternity and has his own backup plan. Waking up is just the difference between earlier and later."

Hearing this, Zhenwu's smile became more bitter and self-deprecating.

"What is an eternal plan? It's just a desperate fight."

It seems that the Black Emperor, one of the Five Ancient Emperors, also understands the risks of his behavior.

Meng Chuan had such an idea in his mind.

Yes, how could Zhenwu not understand the risks of doing this?

But this may be the way for Zhenwu to have a higher chance of reaching the other shore before the end of the world.

Even the only way.

Not everyone can open their own way and reach the other shore like Qing Emperor.

This tribulation is the last tribulation.

When the doomsday comes and the era ends, no one knows whether those on the other side will be able to survive, but those who are not on the other side will definitely not be able to survive.

Zhenwu's move was both seeking the Tao and seeking survival.

He had to fight.

What's more, He was born in one of the many eras in ancient times and has lived for countless years.

The other five emperors who were as famous as him in ancient times, the Golden Emperor, the Demon Saint, the Hou Tu, and the Qing Emperor also had a clue that they might succeed.

There is no hope for him yet.

He was a little anxious.

By doing this, I thought that he, the Black Emperor, was worse than the other four emperors.

I thought He couldn’t do it!

"Fellow Taoist's heart for seeking the truth is admirable." Meng Chuan said solemnly.

Not everyone has the courage to fight to the death.

Zhenwu had a smile on his face and did not take up the topic of Meng Chuan.

It's just business talk.

Zhenwu looked at the remains of Suizu not far away and his eyes moved.

"He finally made this decision..." Zhenwu smiled.

"If you continue to make decisions, you will suffer chaos. Making decisions earlier will only benefit you." Meng Chuan replied.

Now Suizu is considered one of his own.

Why, after receiving the benefits from the Moral God, do you still want to run away?

Do you think you are Lu Ya and have a father on the other side?

"It was also the Taoist influence that influenced him." Zhenwu smiled and shook his head, seeming a little apologetic.

But Meng Chuan knew that it was just an illusion.

In the battle of great ways, there is no way to give in to each other. If you block it, you will block it.

If we speculate from a darker perspective, Zhenwu in ancient times may have wanted to kill Water Ancestor and monopolize the waterways of the heavens.

Emperor Zhenwu can be regarded as a righteous person, but he is not without his own tricks.

He can be considered a good person, but with the road ahead, you can only imagine what he would do.

However, some big shots don't want to see Zhenwu monopolizing the waterways of the heavens.

If God does not allow you to kill anyone or take anything, then you cannot take any action.

What, you said this is not about practicing on one’s knees?

There is no need to worry about this, because most people are not worthy of God’s attention.

People who can be paid attention to by God will most likely have another platform for them.

So, let’s consider practicing while squatting.

"Fellow Taoist, you are preparing to refine the divine weapon," Zhenwu said.

"Fellow Taoist has a keen eye." Meng Chuan nodded, "I really want to refine Suizu's remains into weapons and turn them into an assistant."

"If it succeeds, it will definitely be a divine weapon of the creation level, famous in the heavens." Zhenwu's smile never faded.

When it comes to the divine weapons of the Creation level, I don’t particularly take them to heart.

He has the most precious treasure on the other side.

"If fellow Taoists don't mind, the old Taoist can help a group of fellow Taoists and repay the kindness of fellow Taoists a little."

Zhenwu said that he wanted to help Meng Chuan simply because he wanted to help, not because he wanted to engage in any conspiracy.

"Hahaha." Meng Chuan laughed, "Fellow Taoist is willing to help, so of course I am very happy."

"I have heard about the power of Demon Lord Dang for a long time. If I can experience it today, it will be a worthwhile trip."

Zhenwu said with a smile: "Then the old Taoist will show his embarrassment."

Then Zhenwu used his fingers as a sword, purple brilliance flashed, and strong sword energy burst out.

With this sword, the era ended, the heavens collapsed, and the great road dried up.

With this sword, the great road was born, the heavens were opened, and the era flourished.

This sword blends life and death, and the place where the path is taken is already boiling.

The Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven destroys all living beings.

A far more violent reaction than before broke out in the origin of life and death. Under this influence, the Tao of Life and Death tattooed every fragment of Suizu's remains.

Its fragments are sucking Meng Chuan's consciousness crazily. This is a good thing, as it means that the refining process is accelerating.

A point of purple light flew out from Zhenwu's head and landed on Meng Chuan's head. A faint purple light enveloped Meng Chuan.

In an instant, Meng Chuan felt that his pressure was greatly reduced, and the power of assimilation at the origin of life and death was almost nonexistent.

Whether it is Meng Chuan or Zhenwu, leveraging the origin of life and death and borrowing the power of life and death will also put huge pressure on themselves when tempering the remains of Suizu.

This thing erodes indiscriminately. Anyway, except for the origin of life and death itself, everyone else here is an outsider, so there is no fear of accidental damage.

There is no concept of accidental injury at the origin of life and death.

The power of the origin of life and death triggered by Zhenwu was so violent that it was difficult for Meng Chuan to withstand it.

The unbearable consequence is to be assimilated and turned into a puppet of Tao.

Zhenwu himself felt pressured just by relying on his own strength, but he had the Yuanyang Ruler, the most precious treasure from the other side, that had been protecting him, and now it was also protecting Meng Chuan.

"I think the system practiced by fellow Taoists seems to be heretical and quite mysterious." Zhenwu suddenly said:

"It takes time to temper a divine weapon. Why don't we and I have a discussion? What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

The heresy mentioned by Zhenwu here does not mean that Meng Chuan’s cultivation system is a heretical way.

Instead, they are cultivation methods that are different from the orthodox other-self system, and are collectively called heretics.

Differentiate from the mainstream.

"Good." Meng Chuan smiled and nodded. He also wanted to see the true martial art of perfect creation.

This is not a state of decline like Ran Deng, a perfection of creation that is no longer at its peak.
To be continued...