It was like a sun bursting out in bright light, and the endless essence of the words filled his heart and occupied all his mind.

"The subsequent root of the method of rebirth of blood dropping blood..."

Qi Cang murmured in his heart.

In his previous life, he never joined the Heavenly Court and did not learn the true inheritance method of this Yuanyang Emperor.

But I also know that his body of magical powers are immeasurable.

It is divided into the "Seventy-Two Earthly Evil Methods", "Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Gods", and the "Eight Innate Ways".

The method of rebirth of blood belongs to the seventy-two earthly evil methods, and above it, it should be the "universal and ever-changing magical powers"!

And the root cause,

Isn’t it the ‘Xun’, one of the eight innate paths?!

After seeing Qi Cang away, An Qisheng stood in front of the clouds with his hands behind his back, staring at the sea of ​​clouds with a faint eyes: "What are He going to do?"

......

Huh ~

It took a long time to come to his senses.

He wanted to thank him, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a forest, with plants and trees everywhere, and he was no longer in the floating heavenly palace.

"Yuanyang...the Emperor."

Qi Cang felt relieved and suddenly felt a little sad.

The pressure on the white-haired Taoist man put him was extremely heavy, but as long as he was in front of him, he did not have to worry about possible calculations outside of it.

Whether it is the thought of a god or something else.

In a vaguely, he understood why so many people would follow the Yuanyang Taoist in the future.

Even in such an unprecedented magnificent world as the future, not everyone wants to compete for the supreme...

"Um?"

He was spontaneously stunned, but suddenly his heart moved and he turned around and looked around.

I saw that not far from the mountains and forests, three bamboo houses surrounded by fences were quiet and quiet, like a place where people lived in seclusion outside the world.

At this time, outside the fence, there was a very beautiful young woman washing clothes by the stream.

Inside the fence, a little doll with pink carvings was lying lazily on the bamboo chair, looking through a yellowed ancient book.

The boy seemed to be only three or five years old, but he did not have the same age as he should have. Instead, he had a calm and dignified aura.

Qi Cang's eyes twitched: "Tianshi Sun En?!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he finally understood An Qisheng's previous words.

He had never heard of Emperor Yuanyang knowing Sun En in any legend, but he sent himself to Sun En's seclusion.

Could it be a coincidence?

“Ha~”

Sun En put down the ancient books, looked at the side of the forest from afar, and smiled slightly:
Chapter completed!