"have."

Chen Qiu is holding a pair of wisdom beads.

He said:

"The Taoist priest doesn't have to worry, wait for the changes in the world's general trend.

In this battle, in addition to Taoist Ziwei, we have another master in the Great Perfection Realm. I also invited Chunyangzi to help the battle, but I don’t know if the old Taoist is willing to wade into the muddy waters.”

"Shunyangzi is hard to figure out how to act."

Taoist Ziwei said:

"No one can interfere with his decision. I have a few encounters with him. Let's do this. When I sent Xiaodong back to Xiaoxiang, I went to Taiyue Mountain.

If you can tell Chunyangzi to come out of the mountain, it will be a great good.

However, Chen Qiu, I see that your martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, your body has spiritual energy, and it is almost perfect and non-foul. Can you break through in a short period of time?"

"The path I took is different from that of the martial artists in the world."

Chen Qiu shook his head, he stopped hiding anything, and said:

"After the innate body, the body is tempered with spiritual energy.

When the body is tempered, you will be able to enter the state of perfection like Zhang Moye. The so-called "noble and no leakage" and the Great Perfection can no longer be attached to Shen.

Taoist priest doesn't have to worry too much.

When the battle in Lin'an began, he encountered the Tianbang, and Chen also had the power to fight. In addition, after this battle, Penglai's face was hard to hide.

Those hesitant warriors should also choose the side to fight.

The Qilu martial arts world is now considered to be a way to eliminate the drought and preserve the essence. All the warriors who can survive are available.

I knew that Chang was a foreigner in the field and did not care about the false reputation of the leader of the martial arts world, so I asked the Taoist priest to use his own appeal to help brave and virtuous people gather the Qilu martial arts world again."

“This is what it should be.”

Huang Wusiao smiled softly and asked:

"Then does Shen Daxia have any recommended candidates?"

"I think that Jinan Yang Fu is good."

Chen Qiu said:

“He has a reputation as a hero.

In the battle yesterday, I was not afraid of ghosts and evil spirits. I also had the ability to gather people and led the heroic and brave men to fight all the way.

In the war, you can understand the intention of the Shura sword in the pursuit of ghosts. The future martial arts are limitless. You can be the leader of the Qilu martial arts world and the next generation!"

"good."

Taoist Ziwei nodded and responded.

He said:

"If the hero Yang is willing, the Jade Emperor Palace will do its best to help."

Having said that, everything that should be said is over.

Chen Qiu clasped his fists forward and said:

"I won't send the Taoist priest."

"Let's see you again in Lin'an!"

Huang Wusan also reached out to make a Taoist bow.

"Well, see you again in Lin'an."

After saying that, the Taoist priest made a light move with his left hand.

A purple light shot out from the night and fell into the palm of Taoist priest's hand.

Under the weaker moonlight, the Taoist priest's figure rose and fell twice and disappeared in the night.

This scene reminded Chen Qiu of several years ago.

In Suzhou City, he had his first encounter with Huang Wudi. The Taoist priest at that time was like now, as he was, flying under the moon, with purple lights in his body, like a god among immortals.

At that time, he was the Canglong soaring in the sky.

And Chen Qiu was just a little carp under the dragon gate.

Longing to turn into a fish and become a dragon.

It was this Taoist priest who ignited Chen Qiu's mind to reach the top and see the world.

And now, years have passed in a flash.

A flash of vigor passed by, and before I knew it.

Chen Qiu has also reached this level.

There is only one step away from reaching the top.

Looking back on the past.

There are so many times, and all kinds of time cannot be passed down.

They are like the last life.

Even with a hint of strangeness.

This is not an illusion.

After all, Chen Qiu spent more than a dozen lives in the world, and those false memories of life remained in his mind.

Although it is false.

But it's like living for ten lifetimes.

There are some different life experiences. If he hadn't had the experience of reincarnation and resurrection, he would have been afraid that he would have fallen into the cycle of life.

After all, who would think that those happy and fulfilling things are too many?

The human heart.

They are all greedy.

He stood alone on the walls of the ruined city, looking at the scenery under the dark night, immersed in floating memories, like a sculpture hit by wind and rain.

Until dawn comes, a ray of light pierces the darkness and awakens Chen Qiu from the true and false memories.

He looked at the sun, breathed a sigh of relief, and exhaled all the breath in his chest.

In the long breath, I calm my mind and mind.

The next moment.

The figure dissipated from the city walls, extremely fast, like a spirited bird.

Like a dragonfly, it flashed across several ruins. It was no longer like lifting the mountain, but more like flying in the air.

Lishang footwork. Spiritual birds dance in the sky.

It is completely different from the fierce and domineering "Denglong".

The body movement that was stuck in the bottleneck also broke through.

Ten breaths later, in the camp five miles away.

Chen Qiu walked into the tent on the edge and said to the old man who had been waiting for a night with a haggard face:

"Weihou, it is not a good habit for the elderly to stay up late."

"I can't sleep!"

Zhao Lian's answer was angry.

This is normal.

A person with status will be left alone all night and anyone else will be angry.

He turned around, looked at Chen Qiu, and said:

"I won't talk nonsense to you! I want to take the Qilu border army back to Lin'an City, do you want to stop me?"

"Of course you can go back."

Chen Qiu said in a gentle tone:

"It is human nature to worry about Wei Hou's nephew and grandson. Chen is not a bad person, so how can he stop people from going home?"

He stepped forward a few steps, reached out and popped out a wisp of true energy, penetrated into Weihou's body, and Tongxuan's true energy wandered around, dispelling fatigue, and encouraging the old man.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Lian heard the next sentence.

"Wihou will leave as soon as he wants to leave. However, the border troops who fought for the country would be better for staying in Qilu. They are all good men and passionate men.

Should we do great things, do righteous deeds, stabilize the world, and not be buried with corrupt dynasties, what does Weihou think?"
To be continued...