Qiubai looked at the prince of the North and began to tell silently.

When she said that, the Prince of North did not interrupt, and was quietly an audience member, listening silently.

At night, the lights in the attic at the top of the mountain were blown by the breeze, swaying constantly, stretching the figure of the prince in the north, stretching it, and stretching it very long...

The story is long!

The story is also quite tortuous!

The prince of the North listened, clenched his fists and his face was expressionless, like a wooden man.

When he heard his father and the past, the prince of the North closed his eyes vigorously.

When he heard that the Supreme Emperor was just playing with it, he abandoned it for a while, the prince of the North opened his eyes and a sharp light flashed!

Everything is ready now.

Why did his father imprison him for thirty years?

Why do people refuse him coldly and become degenerate!

The culprit is his father!

Remove from ashes!

This kind of behavior is simply shameless. The prince of the North is a scholar, and he is really mixed at this moment.

No wonder Qiubai wanted to make him mentally prepared. After he was ready, he was still caught off guard.

Qiubai heard about what happened next, but he could accept it.

but……

What he never expected was that people would destroy the entire Yuhua Divine Dynasty with their own strength.

this……

The prince of the Northland sat foolishly without saying a word.

After Qiubai finished speaking, he felt a little sorry for him. After thinking about it, he took out a green handkerchief from his body and handed it to the Prince of Northland.

The prince from the North was amused and laughed and cried when he saw the green handkerchief.

Qiubai said: "Green is the healthiest and sunniest color. It is love that has defiled it and brought countless stigmas to it."

The prince of the North was moved by such a novel statement and wiped away a tear from the corner of his eyes with a handkerchief.

These are tears of grief and anger.

"Thank you for telling me this today. I am in a bad mood, so I won't entertain you." The Prince of Northland took the initiative to end the conversation.

Qiubai nodded and said, "Then I'm leaving, you are strong yourself!"

The prince of the North waved his hand and watched Qiubai leave, standing silently in the attic.

When he thinks of what he has experienced and what he has experienced, he feels endless murderous intent in his heart.

"Father, why do you do this? Isn't this forcing your son to kill you?" The prince of the North Frontier put his hands behind his back and sighed silently.

The lonely shadow is long-lasting!

...

In the Tiandi Money House, Li Xiandao is facing the third strong man.

An old Taoist man.

He was haggard, haggard and gray-haired, like a dying person wearing a Taoist robe.

"What do you call Taoist priest?" Li Xiandao asked, and he also looked at the tombstone, but there were not many inscriptions on this tombstone, just a few words on it.

The tomb of the Taoist!

"I don't remember the name of the old Taoist. I'll be the one who works in my life. Just call me Taoist!" The Taoist thought for a while and said.

Li Xiandao searched in his mind and confirmed that there was no such Taoist information.

Perhaps he forgot his name, which made Li Xiandao unable to find.

But it doesn't matter. When Li Xiandao came on the road just now, he read the [Nine Slashes of the Sky] and memorized it in his heart. He needed to discuss the Tao before he could slowly understand and digest it.

"What can Taoist teach me?" Li Xiandao asked inquiring.

"Martial arts, the great way, and the immortality." The Taoist thought for a while and said this.

Li Xiandao actually wants to complain, you are dead, and there is only one residual soul left, teach me how to live forever?

The Taoist seemed to see through Li Xiandao's thoughts and said, "Don't think that I'm dead, I can't teach you immortality?"

"I dare not, how could I have such an idea? I am willing to listen to the teachings." Li Xiandao quickly explained, and he was about to replace him if he angered this man.

"Do you know how long I have lived?" the Taoist asked Li Xian.

Li Xiandao shook his head, he didn't know.

"I don't know how long I have lived. When I first opened my eyes, there were still ten days and ten months in the sky." The Taoist said nostalgic.

Li Xiandao frowned. Ten days and October were the extremely ancient mythological era. Most of the stories passed down from that era were regarded as myths.

What is the tenth day in heaven and October in the evening.

The rumors about the Tiangou clan swallowing the moon, the barbarian powerful shooting the sun, etc., are just myths in the eyes of today.

So that era was called the mythological era.

The Taoist said that the first time he opened his eyes was in the age of mythology. If it was true, it would have really lived too long.

Li Xiandao believed in Taoist people. This old Taoist might have lived too long. He must have a lot of things to teach Li Xiandao.

"Taoist, I just read a book called [Nine Slashes of the Sky]. Can you let me quickly understand and master it?" Li Xiandao asked.

"No problem, come on." The Taoist waved his hand and asked Li Xiandao to attack.

clang!

Li Xiandao did not hesitate and drew his sword directly and slashed towards the sky.

[Nine Slashes of the Sky] erupted, and a dazzling sword energy covered the sun in the sky, about ten meters long, and slashed it hard.

The Taoist saw it and said, "I will press my cultivation to the same level as you and beat you!"

Bang!

Li Xiandao saw with his own eyes that the Taoist's body soared, his shriveled body instantly filled, his hair turned black, and he suddenly turned into a middle-aged man with muscles. He punched him hard and directly hit Li Xiandao's [Nine Slashes of the Sky].

Click!

Li Xiandao's [Nine Slashes of the Sky] collapsed instantly, but his face remained unchanged. He killed the second sword without hesitation, stepped out in one step, moved forward, and rushed out with one sword.

Under the sword energy, Li Xiandao's face turned cold.

"broken!"

The Taoist had nothing fancy, he just smashed it with one punch.

Click!

[Nine Slashes of the Sky] The second sword was also shattered, and neither Li Xiandao nor Taoist changed color.

Li Xiandao continued to attack, the old Taoist priest continued to defend, and the two of them went back and forth without showing any weakness.

Li Xiandao slashed out a sword, and the old Taoist priest shattered a sword until Li Xiandao slashed all the [Nine Slashes of the Sky].

All the nine swords were shattered, and Li Xiandao stood there without continuing to draw his sword.

The Taoist also looked at Li Xiandao calmly.

Li Xiandao closed his eyes, and the Taoist rhyme and powerful Taoist rules appeared in his mind one by one when the Taoist punched just now...

These things are all lacking in Li Xiandao, and it is also the reason why his [Nine Slashes of the Sky] are not powerful.

The prophet's talent is constantly comprehending the Taoist rhyme that the Taoist just now, absorbing it bit by bit, just like a person eating a bowl of noodles, and after eating it, he absorbed it.

Li Xiandao learned it so quickly.

After understanding it thoroughly, Li Xiandao opened his eyes, drew his sword and slashed it without saying nonsense.

The Taoist continued to wave his fist, and Dao Yun smashed Li Xiandao's [Nine Slashes of the Sky]. No matter how Li Xiandao increased his power or controlled his quality, he could not escape the fate of being smashed.

Click!

After the ninth sword was smashed, Li Xiandao stopped again, closed his eyes and silently comprehended.

The second time [Nine Slashes of the Sky] is twice as powerful as the first time...

But the Taoist rhyme is still extremely strong. Li Xiandao just learned a little, but now he has changed to something else.

The road is unfathomable!
Chapter completed!