Chapter 4809

Under his decision, Chen Qing stayed for six days.

Since Chunqiu and Cui Jing secretly ate many superb pills sealed by Emperor liuya on the way, they were promoted to varying degrees, and it was only a matter of time before they became immortal, so they also let them stay.

This time, when going to damitian under the control of Childe Jiu, jianwushuang only decided to move forward with Diqing.

After making a decision, he went to the square outside the hall to recuperate and recover.

Chen Qing and others also adjusted their breath. Since the collapse of North Tianxian state, the trauma to them is so heavy that they have not recovered their strength after returning to the six day territory.

Had it not been for the six crow emperor's perception and inheritance, the unparalleled strength of the sword would not have recovered to its peak.

Now, he said that he was recuperating and recovering. In fact, he had begun to explore the six crow Heavenly Emperor letter that existed in his body and in his divine consciousness.

Di Qing followed him closely, and his eyes were almost overflowing with desire.

Jian Wushuang shook his head helplessly, leaving him alone, and set about exploring the six crow emperor text.

Di Qing also became nervous and concentrated, even more nervous than him.

At this time, the sword that originally seemed to be settled by the old monk was unparalleled, and suddenly came a sentence slowly, "what is the relationship between you and childe Mo?"

"Ah?..." Di Qing was stunned, and then reacted a moment later. After thinking for a while, he said.

"In fact, we have some kind of interest relationship, but it's far from being friends. After all, we all get what we need."

Speaking of this, di Qing felt his nose awkwardly, "he wants my protection, and I just want some of his emperor's luck."

"Son Mo's emperor father? Really Wuyang's luck, what do you want to do there?" Sword peerless looked at him.

Di Qing didn't hide anything, "every other Chinese year, childe Mo will give me a ray of true Wuyang emperor's luck for me to understand, but with little effect, I'm still trapped in the position of jiuzhuan, and it's difficult to understand the mysterious emperor's luck."

Jian Wushuang smelled the words and said, "is it the emperor above the nine turn Dayan immortal?"

Di Qing shook his head, "the emperor also belongs to the realm of Dayan immortals, but Dayan immortals are by no means equal to the emperor, and can even be said to exist completely in two ways with the emperor."

"If you want to be an emperor, you need to understand and derive your own imperial aura. Only then can you create a heavenly court and control the roads of countless celestial regions."

"I've been trapped in jiuzhuan Dayan immortal for a long time, so long that I'm about to forget the beginning."

His eyes flashed with fatigue, "if I don't say, I'm afraid you won't believe that I'm in the same era as zhenwuyang, the emperor of this large division."

"But when he was in the fifth turn of Dayan Xian, he understood and derived the luck of the emperor, and I have been trapped in the ninth turn for unknown years, but I still stagnated, and I didn't even realize a trace of luck."

At this point, he sighed.

After hearing this, Jian Wushuang probably understood a little, and said slowly, "in the process of cultivation, until the end, what you practice is only the perception and control of the way of heaven and Qi. These mysterious things are far from being understood with talent. The only thing you can do is to comprehend and be appropriate. Although what I said is a little empty, this is the fact."

"Your way and your luck may emerge in your heart one day in the future."

Diqing was silent, and he began to reflect on the meaning of jianwushuang's words, as if thinking about something.

Jian Wushuang stopped talking, fell into meditation and began to conquer the six crow Heavenly Emperor text in divine consciousness.

This six crow emperor text is the last inheritance of the six crow emperor. It is absolutely impossible to say that the sword is unparalleled and unmoved.

He has a kind of intuition. Even if he realizes one point, it will be a earth shaking change for now.

But to understand this kind of thing is not to treat guests to dinner. Of course, there are unknown variables in it.

This is Jian Wushuang's first contact with the emperor's Avenue. Naturally, he is also very nervous.

In the divine consciousness, the six crow emperor's text presents a unique Huaze, which makes people feel a sense of awe and pilgrimage, and even reveals a breath of looking back on the past.

The unparalleled sword incarnated in an empty form and walked in his divine consciousness.

After nearly ten million years of practice, he has grown step by step from the micro to the present, and his divine consciousness has already reached perfection at the ancestor level, becoming a sea of endless changes.

In his vast divine consciousness, he can go to the corner he wants to go in a moment.

The six crow Heavenly Emperor text occupied more than half of the space in his divine consciousness, like a bird sleeping in the clouds.

And the closer we got to that feeling, there was an unbearable heat sweeping over, burning the clothes worn by the sword's unparalleled virtual shadow, exposing a solid chest.

After the reconstruction of his severed arm by the six crow emperor, a terrible breath surged under the skin of his entire arm, as if dark blue blood were flowing.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang also felt that in the universe of divine power, the blood of the ancestor Feng Qi, the ancestor of the Feng clan, left in his body, had become full from the original decline.

Everything seems to be done by the figurative six crow Heavenly Emperor.

The sword peerless essence bared his chest, and the long hair tied behind him also broke the band, flying in the air, and the noble divine patterns flowed in his hair.

He walked slowly forward, facing the hazy cloud that fell into a deep sleep and had a breathtaking trend, he stretched out a finger and touched it.

In an instant, the dust of the mountains and seas disappeared, and the sun withered, and the entire divine consciousness sky set off an immeasurable trend.

Then the hazy cloud materialized into a bird.

Dark blue birds have hexagonal heads. Each corner is of different colors, magnificent and mysterious.

It opened its eyes, and the pure golden pupil seemed to see through the sword in an instant.

The four eyes were opposite, as if separated by a whole era, with a desolate, ancient and lonely atmosphere, which made him unbearable. He felt that every cell and pore around him was like a heavy pressure, and began to fall apart unbearably.

"Go back, this is not the luck you can control now. You can only have it when the sea turns into dust and the catastrophe is coming."

The six horned bird with hundreds of millions of plumage looked at the sword unparalleled and said the truth.

At the moment, the sword is unparalleled. It is hard to say. It stops in place and cannot move at all. The whole body is completely captured by that breath.

Wisps of sentimental breath, such as silk and fog, all desperately want to get into his body. At the moment, he just can't run if he wants to run.