The old Taoist shook his head slightly, stepped onto the chariot, and disappeared into the darkening sky with a low and long cry of a cow.

......

Click!

Looking at the stone tablet with a hideous crack in front of him, Gong Yang Yan couldn't help but twitch his face: "Sect, Master..."

"If the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, it's great to change it just by this opportunity."

An Qisheng slowly withdrew his palm, turned his body, and walked out of the mountain: "You go back to the mountain first."

"Walk?"

Gong Yang Yan was confused: "You, don't you go back to the mountain?"

He was a little confused. He didn't know what his door owner wanted to do. He clearly said that he would go back to the mountain, but when he was at the foot of the mountain, he changed his mind again?

"You go, I'll come later."

After carrying Yang Yan, An Qisheng looked up, and a little scarlet red flowed out of his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and instantly, it returned backwards.

But a red light appeared in his eyes, but his eyes were traumatized.

“Huh?”

At this moment, the three-hearted blue spirit boy in the sea of ​​heart noticed something, suddenly raised his head, and was shocked.

I saw that in the nothingness in my heart, there were torrents of information coming from unknown places, rolling down like a river of heaven breaking its dam.

Even it was shocked.

It has never seen An Qisheng gain so much information at once!

After being shocked, it was delighted. It didn't care where these messages came from at all. It exclaimed and rushed into the countless torrents of messages.

Just like a hungry gourmet who has been hungry for countless years, he saw a mountain-like delicacy.

"Tao, Buddha, god, ghost, demon..."

Above the nothingness in the sea of ​​heart, An Qisheng's divine intentions gather, overlooking the rolling torrent of information and distinguishing the various Taoist congregations in it.

The soul that killed himself before coming to this world is not in vain.

This rolling torrent of information is the incarnation of the soul he killed, all kinds of information, magical powers, and Taoism that he searched and understood in various time and space!

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the three-hearted blue spirit boy jumped out of the torrent, screamed like an electric shock, and avoided in a mess.

Looking again, I saw that the ancient bronze mirror like a full moon in the quiet sea of ​​my heart had risen into the air at some point.

As the buzzing and turning turned into a huge alchemy furnace with three feet and two ears, five colors intertwined, nine or eight holes!

The torrents of information rolling down like a broken dam of the sky river suddenly poured back into the alchemy furnace under the entanglement of an invisible force.

A faint light seemed to rise!
Chapter completed!