"You...have you seen it?" The Qi training man was still a little disbelief.

"Yes." Chen Xia nodded, his eyes gradually spreading, like memories.

"The hand was very big, and it was covered with thunder, roaming in the gaps of fingers like a little snake, and then pressed down like this, and with a bang, the huge city disappeared."

The body of the Qi training man trembled and nodded, "It's exactly the same as what the ancestor said in the book."

So what is this big hand? Why do you want to come to the world to destroy the city?

They can't figure it out.

"What are the benefits of becoming a god?" Chen Xia changed the subject and asked.

The Qi practitioner hurriedly replied, "After becoming a god, you will be the fastest-cultivated existence in the whole world, and at the same time you will also enhance the progress of your own great way. These are records in the books of the ancestors."

"Yeah." Chen Xia nodded. He didn't want to kill these Qi training men. Now, seeing that they have such a good attitude, they have no intention of killing. The green light in their eyes shines.

The entire secret room rose directly from the ground and came to the outside of the deserted island.

The Qi practitioners looked at Chen Xia with their eyes even more shocked. This magical power was already through the sky and the earth.

Chen Xia stood on a high place, facing all the Qi training men, and her back facing the sun that was about to hang down to the sea. The water sparkled, reflecting the orange sunlight and Chen Xia's blue shirt back.

Chen Xia smiled.

"Then everyone, please help me..."

"Become a god."

———

In the 35th year of the Southern Li period of the Song Dynasty.

The golden statue of Chen Xia began to be built throughout the country. Each area was guarded by a Qi training man, responsible for polishing and sacrificing Chen Xia's golden statue.

When the people come to worship, they will receive blessings from Chen Xia. Not to mention that everything they want is fulfilled, but they will encounter good things in their hearts at least once in the next three days.

This has led more and more people to worship Chen Xia's statues, all of whom are sincere.

Chen Xia sat in the imperial city and was meditating himself. He had not felt the benefits of offering sacrifices yet, but it probably took time to accumulate, so he couldn't hurry at the moment.

However, he also took a scruple. If the Qi training men wanted to turn against him, he would kill these Qi training men as soon as possible.

If one person rebells, all people will die.

They were all damn people, but Chen Xia was soft-hearted and made them all survive. Now if he did something wrong, Chen Xia’s heart would not be softer.

In addition, Chen Xia's daily practice is also extremely hard-working, mainly to condense the mysterious energy and want to write the Dao chapter that can force a single-handed challenge.

However, this matter is still early. Chen Xia estimated that based on his own progress, it would take a hundred years to gather the mysterious energy of writing.

In addition, the palm of the city that appeared out of thin air was also a worrying existence in Chen Xia. It was like a mad dog. You don’t know when it was about to jump up and bite you.

You don't have the ability to kill it first, so you can only wait for it to bite it.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Chen Xia sighed, and Xuan Hun's energy moved around again for a while, stood up, stretched, and walked slowly out the door.

Huang Qingyue was taking care of peach blossoms. Seeing that Chen Xia had finished practicing, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, and after her hands were erected, she jumped over with small steps, tilted her head and smiled.

"Brother Chen, do you think the flowers I have built look good?"

Chen Xia glanced at the growing peach tree, smiled and nodded and praised: "It looks as good as you."

Huang Qingyue's pretty face turned red, she was delighted, but said coquettishly: "Where is it?"

Chen Xia looked at her, her expression was dazed, and she was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Qingyue, what should we do if we get to the back, what should we do if we are separated?"

"Why?" Huang Qingyue frowned and looked nervous.

Chen Xia chuckled and said, "What I said is that if, and there is a very likely day in the future, we each have a long way to go."

Huang Qingyue frowned even deeper and said in confusion: "Why can't we go together?"

"Of course I want to go together, too." Chen Xia nodded, paused, stretched out a hand, and replied, "But nothing is so good at thinking, right?"

Huang Qingyue frowned and nodded, feeling that what Chen Xia said was true, but she still felt reluctant to leave. After a while, she replied in a muffled voice.

"If we really want to separate, we will definitely meet again in the future."

Chen Xia nodded and said in a strong tone.

"certainly."

Farewell is for a better encounter.

———

Eighty years.

Song Nan died and the crown prince succeeded to the throne.

Chen Xia's "Big Turtle Breathing Technique" has reached its peak of cultivation, and it is only one step away from the Nascent Soul Portal.

And his golden elixir also fully revealed one of the colors.

Bright white.

This is the color of time, time and time.

It's also his way.

Chen Xia can now freely control the thirty meters of time flowing beside him.

Huang Qingyue's practice was also very smooth, which surprised Chen Xia.

Unlike Chen Xia who relied on "The Big Turtle Breathing Technique", Huang Qingyue actually condensed the "Xuanhun Dao Chapter" by herself.

Now that the golden elixir has been condensed, and there are a thousand mysterious and humble air in the body, you can write a chapter.

Huang Qingyue’s cultivation can be said to be based solely on talent.

But those with high talent all have a common characteristic.

Outstanding.

The centennial noon.

The sky shaves a rainbow, like a spacious bridge, and is set up in the imperial city under the gaze of everyone in the capital.

A golden sedan chair came from the sky, crossed the Rainbow Bridge, hovered over the imperial city, and two strange little Taoist boys walked out of the sedan chair, bowed with their hands, and recited to the ground.

"Then the clan accepts disciples!"

Chen Xia stood in the yard and felt that this posture was very similar to when the immortal accepted Xu Zhen as his disciple.

But today is different from the past. He could not beat those immortals at the beginning and had a weak voice. Now he has become the number one in the world and can negotiate terms with these immortals.

I just don't know who to take as my disciple.

Chen Xia was still thinking that the golden sedan chair suddenly fell to the ground and stopped in front of Chen Xia. The golden light was dim and restrained, but it was still possible to see various patterns on it, like a real dragon and a divine phoenix.

"I didn't expect that such a small world would actually produce a cultivator who is fast in the Nascent Soul. It's really good."

A woman's voice sounded, full of pride.

Two strange-looking Taoist boys hurried to the front of the sedan door, bent their waists, as if they were about to carry something.

The door of the sedan chair was wide open, and a pair of feet like porcelain jade stepped on the backs of the two Taoist boys. They looked down at Chen Xia and said again.

"But I'm not looking for you."

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen." Huang Qinghua shouted and ran in. Seeing the posture in front of him, he frowned and felt a little alert.

The woman looked at Huang Qingyue with red eyes, her expression could not be seen clearly under the veil, and she smiled.

"It's this little girl, come back to the sect with me."

Her tone was filled with irresistible arrogance.

"Are you?" Chen Xia asked in confusion.

"The Sect Master of the Ninth Mountain in the Immortal Realm." The woman spoke again, her tone full of arrogance.

"I haven't heard of it." Chen Xia shook her head.

"I haven't heard of it either." Huang Qingyue shook her head.

The woman glanced at them, with a little helpless look in her eyes, and she waved her hand casually.

"You just need to know that it's amazing. I'm here to accept disciples, not to explain this."

Chen Xia still had doubts, "Shouldn't it be Fuyao Immortal Sect that came to accept disciples?"

The woman looked at Chen Xia, not surprised that he knew these things. After all, they were all people who wanted to achieve the Nascent Soul. She must know some of the situation in the fairy world, so she suppressed her impatient nature and explained.

"Fuyao Immortal Sect is your upper realm, but you can take in disciples as long as both parties are willing to do so. Besides, this woman is still destined to be with our Ninth Mountain. You should have gone to our Ninth Mountain."

"Besides, Fuyao Immortal Sect has not produced a great emperor for tens of thousands of years. Even if there is another saint now, it is just a seedling of the great emperor, not a great emperor, and it will definitely be one level lower than our Ninth Mountain."

Chen Xia still frowned, thinking that it was a coincidence. Why was Xu Zhen also had a unique talent before, and now Huang Qingyue is so.

The woman seemed to see his doubts and explained.
To be continued...