"The messenger of the Netherworld, monitors Yin and Yang, severs the longevity, and passes the nine heavens."

"The vast majority of monks who know the Netherworld Messenger think that the Netherworld Messenger was born in accordance with the way of heaven. They themselves are the spokespersons of the way of heaven in the world of cultivation, so that they can monitor the Yin and Yang realms and privately judge the life of the monks."

"But if this is true, wouldn't this world have long become the world of the Netherworld messengers?"

Luo Chuan stopped.

The Feng Lingdao sent a message into the secret, obviously he didn't want anyone other than Luo Chuan to know this secret.

"That year, Feng went to the Abyss of Burial Immortals to participate in the trial. He had the opportunity to become a Netherworld Messenger, but in the end the opportunity was not as good as your father. The so-called Netherworld Messenger, monitored Yin and Yang, seized the life of the age, lowered the Di Jiuyou, uploaded the Jiuxiao... It was because the descendants of their lineage had practiced a rare magical skill."

"That magical skill was at the beginning of cultivation. It was very powerful and had a slow progress. It required extraordinary patience, tasted loneliness, hide outside the world, and traveled to the Nine Netherworlds."

"In addition, we must continue to seize the life of the monk and act as the origin of our own practice."

"Maybe it was someone who spread it secretly, or maybe it was natural, for a long time, the legend about the Netherworld Messenger has formed."

"I don't know much. I only know that after the extinction of heaven and earth, although the lineage of the Youyou Messenger was weak and one ten was not broken, it was not broken. Your father Luo Shiqi did a wrong thing at the wrong time and obtained the inheritance of the Youyou Messenger, and perhaps the only Youyou Messenger in the Tiannan Region."

A faint smile appeared on Feng Lingdao's pale face, looking into the distance. His eyes were long and he didn't know what he was recalling.

"Master Feng Palace, have you finished speaking?"

Feng Lingdao withdrew his gaze and looked at Luo Chuan in surprise. He saw Luo Chuan laughing mockingly: "In the Changsheng Palace that day, the Palace Master Feng said that there were not so many bloody stories in this world, but today he made my story so bloody. I really didn't expect that the Palace Master Feng was also a master of making up stories."

"Luo Chuan, why don't you believe it?" Feng Lingdao's face looked helpless, not knowing what to say.

"It's hard for the Lord Feng to say so much. Unfortunately, Luo is no longer a three-year-old child. A man who travels around? Haha..." Luo Chuan smiled and took steps, and his figure gradually turned into a weak state.

"Luo Chuan!" Feng Lingdao shouted: "Your father has his own difficulties when he leaves you! I know that you are not unbelieving, but you are unwilling to believe it!"

Luo Chuan's eyes showed impatientness and was about to teleport.

On the sea, there is no wind or waves or rustling.

Yu Guangzhong and Luo Chuan saw shocked faces. The immortal ministers and monks of the Great Zhou all stared at each of them with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open.

The same is true for Feng Lingdao, staring straight ahead, but unlike everyone, his face was filled with excitement.

Luo Chuan's heartbeat faster and he turned his head quickly.

In the middle of the sea of ​​the palace, on the couch of the Nine Dragon Emperor, the pale boy who was so dead that he could not die again floated into the air at some point. A copper coin floated from his eyebrows, which was the deathly copper coin sacrificed by Feng Lingdao before.

A white light surged out of the copper coins and penetrated into Ying Wujun's head not far away.

Ying Wujun had only one head left, and he was breathless and half alive. Without the supply of life energy, he was like a fish leaving the water, with suffocating panic and pain on his face.

As the white light penetrated into his eyebrows, his fear and pain rose to the peak: "No! Don't take my life! Please, the great immortal! Let me have a way of life! Let me be reincarnated! Ah..."

Bang!

Ying Wujun's head exploded, and his brain was covered with blood and blood, as if he had been smashed watermelon.

The white light flew out of Ying Wujun's head, becoming fuller than before, and then turned into strands and continuously drilled into Emperor Zhou's body.

The little Zhou Emperor's body twitched and trembled, his blue lips trembled up and down, and his eyelids blinked quickly, as if he was hit by lightning.

An incredible thing happened. The pale face of Emperor Zhou began to appear a little rosy and luster. His chest was slightly undulating, and under his nostrils, he was breathing faintly.

Luo Chuan stared at the copper coin in a daze. Even though he had experienced too many life-and-death lives over the years, his mood was far superior to that of the monks of the same level. When he saw the copper coin, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Luo Chuan once owned a copper coin in front of him, from his father, which was much larger than this one. The copper coin was hung around Luo Chuan and never removed until that day when the appearance of Jiulongjun...

Buzz!

In the air, the little Zhou Emperor suddenly moved.

He raised his head and opened his mouth, and a blue air shot out from his mouth and rushed straight into the sky.

As he slowly opened his eyes, the Emperor's Palace fell into a boil.

From the ancestor Guixu to the guards guarding the chapel, all of them were filled with tears in their eyes, crying and calling to the awakened little Zhou Emperor.

There were also important officials of the Great Zhou who were quick-witted. The ancestor Guixu turned his head to look at Luo Chuan, respectful and fearful, and faintly showed a look of flattery and pleasing.

They all saw what just happened.

The top ten people in Tiannan Huaying! Ying Wujun, the former national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Just now, someone used a copper coin to take away his life! It transformed into the life path of the little Zhou emperor!

The already dead little Zhou Emperor was resurrected by a copper coin!

If the Lord Feng Palace said it correctly, the man who resurrected the Little Zhou Emperor, the messenger of Youyou, was the biological father of Master Luo Chuanluo... Such a method really took the fortune of heaven and earth and turned the world around, which was amazing!

Luo Chuan stood on the sea, looking at the boy in front of him motionlessly, his face still remained stunned.

I saw the little Emperor Zhou look at him, his eyes pass through him, looking at a place behind him, showing gratitude, bent down and bowing to the end.

Luo Chuan's nose felt sore, and his heart was beating wildly without any effort. He turned around quickly without thinking.

Behind him were the rolling white waves, and the other end of the white waves, who worshipped the ministers of the Great Zhou Emperor like a tsunami.

A nearly crazy look appeared on Luo Chuan's face.

"Open the eyes of the sky!"

Luo Chuan growled, pinched the seal with his hands, and pressed the center of his eyebrows with force.

The biting pain came. Luo Chuan was unaware of it.

Open the center of the eyebrows.

Under the eyes of heaven, yin and yang can be judged.

Luo Chuan opened his third eye wide, his eyes penetrated the waves of the archway, crossed the earth under the waves, and then passed the Yin River below the earth, and saw a dark and gray wilderness.

In the empty wilderness, in the gray mist, Luo Chuan saw a single-plank bridge and a monk who was about to cross the bridge.

It seemed that Luo Chuan's gaze was sensed. The monk who was walking alone stagnant and stopped on the bridge with his back facing Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan stared at the monk's back, his shoulders trembled, his fists clenched, and his eyes were slightly red.

When he was six years old, the man on the single-plank bridge stringed copper coins and put them on Luo Chuan, and told him not to let the copper coins leave. After all this, the man left Bai Yujing. There was no news since then.

To this day, Luo Chuan can't remember his appearance.

Just when Luo Chuan had forgotten, the man appeared in front of Luo Chuan in a way that Luo Chuan could never have imagined.

It was just a snap of his fingers. The monk took a step forward and continued to walk forward. He walked alone on the wooden bridge, his body was bleak and his steps were firm, and he quickly disappeared into the fog.

From beginning to end, he did not turn his head.

Luo Chuan was stunned and stood stupidly on the sea of ​​the archway, allowing the waves to wet his robe.

After a long time, Luo Chuan raised his head.

"You walk on your single-plank bridge, and I walk on my Yangguan Road. What do you mean? OK, OK, OK."

Laughing loudly, Luo Chuan jumped up.

"Master Luo, wait! I have something to say!" Xiao Zhou Emperor shouted behind him.

"What, Your Majesty wants to return that gourd? This master saves your bloodline in the Great Zhou! Rebuild your fate in the Great Zhou country! That gourd is just a reward!"

Luo Chuan laughed loudly, rose from the wind, and flew towards the teleportation array in the distance, his eyes with unprecedented firmness, decisiveness... and ruthlessness.

Today's heartlessness is a farewell.

From then on, I only have the highest path of practice and a few concerns in my heart. There will be no more people in the world who can enter my heart!

"Master Luo... Alas!" The little Zhou Emperor had a bitter face and stamped his feet in a hurry: "Why are you running away? The messenger Luo asked me to pass on the message for him. People in Youyou should not get close to their close relatives, otherwise there will be endless troubles... When he breaks through the realm of true Tao, breaks his life and seizes the fortune of heaven, he will naturally meet. He will sue you everything..."

"Why did you run away? Come on! Come on! Master Luo is here to catch him! No! You are invited back!" The little Zhou Emperor was almost crying anxiously.

A stream of light rose from the Emperor's Dao Palace, followed the emperor's order, and chased towards Luochuan.

However, in the realm of True Dao, what body skills can be compared with teleportation?

Not long after, the infant-transforming monks who went to chase Luochuan returned home, and apologized to the little Zhou Emperor with a look of helplessness.

"After the Great Death, the Envoy of Youyou... After the Great Death, the Envoy of Youyou was extinct in the Tianchen Continent, and only the legend of the Envoy of Youyou was still circulating in the domain. There is a rising Envoy of Youyou as your trump card backer. I, as an ally, have been surprised and the future is immeasurable."

On a hundred-foot palace building in the Great Zhou imperial city, a beautiful woman looked into the distance.

Behind her, the palace maid in Qingyi smiled sweetly: "Sister is not inferior to Luo Chuan. After her sister comes back, Xiaoqing feels that her sister's breath is more pure."

"I was robbed and almost buried in the Holy Buddha Realm. Fortunately, I survived the disaster, but I further tempered the blood of the Extreme Cold Dragon Holy Crystal." Su Yuchen said lightly: "Xiaoqing, you must hurry up too."

"Xiaoqing will work hard to practice."

"Yeah." Su Yuchen raised his head, and the long wind blew up the snow-white Taoist robe as white as feathers, and the black hair flew away, revealing the seductive jade neck: "Xiaoqing."

"What are the princess's instructions?"

"This trip to me has caused too many causes and effects. This cause and effect will be returned one day. If one day, I will reappear from the ancient snake lineage and travel to the nine heavens to kill the emperor and kill the Buddha. Are you willing to follow me?"

"Of course. You are my sister!"

"Haha, what a silly little green snake."

Standing behind Su Yuchen, Xiaoqing smiled, but her eyes gradually became cold and there was a little more fun.

Am I stupid... Haha, sister, you may not know yet, I'm awake. But you were fooled by Luo Chuan. You probably never thought that Zhou Zhihao, who made you hate, would be another incarnation of your good ally Luo Chuan.

With her back facing Xiaoqing, Su Yuchen looked at the distance calmly, as if she couldn't feel the changes of the girl behind her.

Xiaoqing, since you have recovered your divine wisdom, why not tell me what are you hiding?... It just so happened that I have been bored for too long. If you want to play, then have a good time. (To be continued...)
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