In the starry sky of the universe, Meng Chuan stood alone, watching the Jiulong pulling coffin that was leaving.

"Shi Hao, the future, the ancient times..." Meng Chuan thought secretly. Shi Hao definitely knew him, and had known him before this time.

"How did I return to the ancient times in the future? I cultivate to the other side and look back on the past?"

Meng Chuan thought secretly, remembering what Shi Hao said again.

"The strange immortal emperor who is resurrected quickly and infinitely, dozens of times the number, and the strange ancestor..."

The situation on the front line is not very optimistic.

"But for at least a few million years, there will be no accident in the sky."

When I think of this period of time, Meng Chuan's salted fish heart burns wildly.

He is only 38,500 years old now, not even 100,000 years old!

For him, the span is really bigger.

What's more, with Meng Chuan's current cultivation speed, it has been several million years...

The spring water was directly blown to the strange place!

"Take it slowly, no hurry, no hurry, no hurry to go on the road, the foundation is the most important thing." Meng Chuan would not rush forward without hesitation after hearing Shi Hao's news today.

That's not necessary.

"First go back and do the eighth transformation, and then start creating him. It is said that I have been stuck for a long time."

"Is there still the sublimation of the Immortal Queen of the Red Dust and the tenth transformation?"

Meng Chuan's figure disappeared here and returned to the Taoist realm. When he was about to go to his retreat island, Meng Chuan suddenly discovered that the Great Cheng Holy Body was fighting deep in the Taoist realm and did not move at all.

"What are Brother Hongmao?" Meng Chuan was puzzled, were he thinking about life?

Then he went to the front of the Great Saint and patted his shoulder.

"You might as well practice, why are you standing here?" Meng Chuan asked curiously, feeling that he was still very melancholy in the Great Holy Body.

"Emperor of Heaven." The Great Endeavor Saint Body shouted, and then looked at the world.

"When I came back, I passed one mortal planet after another, watching them live and work in peace, birth, old age, sickness and death."

"Do you think that all beings have a short lifespan but are also very happy?" Meng Chuan guessed the meaning of the Great Endeavor Holy Body.

"No, didn't the Emperor of Heaven tell me that every planet is filled with something called oxygen? Mortals and low-level monks need to absorb this kind of thing to survive."

"Yes, I said, what's wrong?" Meng Chuan was puzzled. He once bragged with the Great Holy Body in the ancient forbidden area. It was wrong. He said a lot when he was exploring the great way of the world with the Great Holy Body.

But when you look at the mortals' life, old age, sickness and death, how can they think of oxygen? Could it be that your red-haired monster awakens a scientific heart?

"I suddenly thought that this thing called oxygen would be a chronic toxic substance that poisons mortals, but the attack of this toxic substance is very long for mortals and takes more than a hundred years."

"This may be the conspiracy of the Heavenly Lord of the Tribulation, or the conspiracy of the Emperor of the God, just like the Emperor."

After the tribulation, the Divine Emperor Fengping was killed for no reason.

Meng Chuan was stunned and stared at the Great Cheng Holy Body. You, who is standing here, is thinking about birth, old age, sickness and death, and living and working in peace. As a result, he is thinking about this problem of cerebral palsy?

"Love or not!"

Meng Chuan was furious and left with a sage. The Holy Body lineage was a low-minded person in his later years! If you have an unknown relationship, you must stay away from him in the future!

I will curse myself when I go back, turning the Holy Body lineage into a mute!

It’s his, listen to this kind of problem. It’s not ten years, it’s wrong. Wannian cerebral thrombosis will never be able to think of such a problem.

"What are you yelling?" The Holy Body of Dacheng looked at Meng Chuan's angry back and hummed, "I don't inhale oxygen."

"However, it seems that if mortals do not inhale oxygen, they will die immediately. If they inhale oxygen, even if it is a chronic toxic substance, they can live for about a hundred years? And their lifespan is the limit of a hundred years?"

The Great Achievement Holy Body is in a tangle. Is this poisonous or non-toxic?

The emperors of the Taoist realm all saw what happened here and covered their faces at this time.

How could he be a god in the same world with such a person!

Meng Chuan returned to his island and was still angry and his good mood was destroyed. Then the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

He directly opened the long river of time, took the Great Success Holy Body as the coordinate and as the basis, and went back to the time, and saw the Great Success Holy Body when he was young.

He wanted to see if this person had read a book!

"Fuck!" Meng Chuan called out the name of a plant next to him. The man named Dacheng Holy Body, who was born in an extraordinary way and was a secular nobleman.

If his education is converted into the Earth in later generations, then he will have a university level no matter how you say it is!

"In the future, we must strictly investigate all monk schools to prevent all those who are just scattered and poison the next generation!"

Meng Chuan made up his mind and decided that Ye Fan would never be allowed to be trained in the future.

Let Wushi come from the beginning, Wushi's father is also a holy body anyway, and he also knows this lineage very well. His own physique is also related to the holy body, and his realm is high enough. It is more than enough to guide Ye Fan!

By the way, we will also train a successor for Wushi!

After becoming the "Prince" from time to time, Ye Fan became the "Prince Grandson"!

"Huh? Why are you still the prince in the beginning of time after 100,000 years?" Meng Chuan suddenly became confused about his thoughts.

"Is it because I haven't given up yet after one hundred thousand years?"

Meng Chuan calmed down his mood and tried to put aside the strange problem of the Great Holy Body. After calming down, Meng Chuan was ready to go into seclusion. His eighth transformation was so close!

The great resources in his body were almost gushing out!

...

Meng Chuan is in seclusion, Meng Chuan is also in the salted fish, Meng Chuan is still in the water group, they are all Meng Chuan...

[Administrator] Meng Chuanlv149: Hi everyone!

【Cluster Member】Dugu Baitianlv140: The Emperor is good

Meng Chuan was stunned, but he didn't expect that it was Gu Du Tian who was the first to respond to him.

"It seems that Dugu Baitian has nothing to do at this time?" Meng Chuan recalled that Dugu Baitian seemed to have not many things in the entire plot of the Tomb of God.

Then, isn’t there another big water monster in the group? Uh, with Dugu Baitian’s temperament, it should be impossible to become a water monster, that is, the king of diving and peeping the screen?

[Administrator] Meng Chuanlv149: Good God! How about it, are you still used to here?

【Cluster Member】Dugu Baitianlv140: Very used to it

Dugu Baitian felt that this was really his greatest opportunity, especially the magical skills in the group store, which was so touched his heart.

Taking his body as a seed, it is said that he, I, I, martial arts, and secret techniques, have opened his eyes. Even if he just looks at it and does not practice formally, he will benefit a lot.

I vaguely felt that I had seen a higher world.

[Administrator] Meng Qilv59: Tsk, if you have a new love, I will ignore us old people!

[Cluster Member] Lu Mingfei lv43: Emperor, Xiao Meng is jealous, you can only coax the kind with just a mouthful!

[Cluster Member] Yao Chen lv65: I can’t see one, I say one counts one hundred!

"Sand sculpture!" Meng Chuan cursed with laughter. He knew that he was playing tricks. Yao Lao was also a few hundred years old.

Meng Chuan subconsciously ignored it. He was already a tens of thousands of years old.

Dugu Baitian had already discovered what the strange feeling was when he first entered.

That is, he found that the people in this group seemed to be not serious...

The style of painting is a little different from the group of powerful people in their own world who are against the sky and the heavens.

Dugu Baitian was about to talk to Meng Chuan about cultivation, but suddenly his expression moved and he looked at the cemetery outside where there was a tomb, which moved!

"So it's the ten thousand years that have arrived..."
Chapter completed!