Chen Anyian lay on the ground like a toad, unable to move.
I can't even move a finger.
I could only yell with difficulty.
"Don't worry, I know it well. It would be a pity to waste such a good cultivation resource." Yan Changjun has no intention of giving up.
"I will control the pressure of my will to the limit that you can bear, and it will increase a little bit every time."
"If you can't keep up with your progress, don't blame me."
"If you stay in this world like this, you will lose the face of the ancient gods."
"You... are cruel!" Chen Anyian held back two words for a long time.
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Ten days later,
Chen Anyian finally slowly got up from the ground.
"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Chen Anyian cupped his fists and saluted Yan Changjun.
"Now I have condensed two Dao lines, which is just right." Yan Changjun nodded, "Whether there is a way to break through to a higher limit, it is best to be steady first."
"A perfect balance of the five elements is the safest way."
"I understand." Chen Anian felt the power constantly emerging from his body. The two lines on his spleen were shining brightly, exuding a heart-stopping power.
Even Gu Wenbang, the head of the Gu family, has only condensed three Dao lines, and his power is almost breathtaking.
Now, I have condensed two of them.
This kind of progress is all because of Yan Changjun's help.
It seems that the speed of advancement is extremely fast, but there is no sense of emptiness in the Tao Palace.
At every moment, there is pressure of will approaching the limit, constantly beating the will of God and the spleen.
Coupled with the help of the Enlightenment Stone and the ancient martial arts soldiers, Chen Anyian's every step was extremely solid.
"What are your plans next?"
Yan Changjun asked, with mixed meanings in his eyes.
Chen Anyian was in a dilemma when he asked like this, "This junior originally wanted to spread the news about Zhentian City."
"This can attract many people to come here, and then the younger generation can escape and do other things."
"But……"
He didn't say the next words, but Yan Changjun must have understood.
"Are you because of your old age? And... the emperor?"
Chen Anyian nodded.
"There is no need to worry, I will stay here with the emperor." Yan Changjun waved his hand, "The will pressure here can only be endured by the existence of the immortal state."
"You can do things with confidence and boldness."
Chen Annian looked at Yan Changjun in surprise: "Is what Mr. Yan said true?"
"Nonsense, can I still lie to you?"
"Okay, then this junior will get to work quickly." Chen Anian rubbed his hands and prepared to leave, "Mr. Yan, please send this junior out."
Yan Changjun threw out a jade plaque with only one word on it - Yan.
"This is the clan elder's token from Zhentian City. The Yan clan is dead, so I'll give it to you to use."
"With this token, you can resist the pressure of your will and walk freely in the city."
Chen Anian carefully took the jade plaque and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan. I will go and arrange it first."
"Go." Yan Changjun waved.
Chen Anyian took the jade sign and quickly left the core of the inner city.
Seeing Chen Anyian's next actions, Yan Changjun almost lost his temper and dragged Chen Anyian back.
Is this brat a locust?
Then he started digging three feet into the ground to find the Enlightenment Stone and the Ancient Martial Arts Weapon.
"That's it, that's it... the Yan family will soon return to dust and earth to dust, so let him go."
Yan Changjun walked to the bronze coffin and said, "Xiaoyu, since you became a goddess, your surname has been separated from the Yan family."
"Grandpa will not be able to accompany you in the future."
"That brat doesn't look very reliable, but he's not a bad person."
"Grandpa has talked to him so much and knows that he is a kind-hearted child..."
In the bronze coffin, the emperor's face was lifelike, as if there was still a trace of breath left.
Chen Anyian once again started a sweep of the inner city.
This time, I can't do anything to make these good things cheaper for those grandsons outside.
Every time he walked through some places, Chen Anyian left behind some damaged enlightenment stones and ancient martial arts weapons.
At the same time, he took out the black sword, left a mark on the wall, and covered it with ash to make it old.
I have to say that the best spiritual weapon is indeed a good thing. Although it can only leave an imprint on the surface, it is enough.
Chen Anian is like a hardworking little bee, tossing around in the huge Zhentian City.
In some places a coffin was placed, and in other places some enlightenment stones that were still of some use were thrown down.
After finishing the layout of the inner city, we went to the outer city to continue.
Chen Anyian also deliberately left many specious records, especially regarding the cultivation of divine conception.
For example, "The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and can devour each other, make up for shortcomings, and speed up cultivation..."
This sentence is engraved in the outer city, and anyone who comes in can always find it.
As long as you see the conflicts and disputes between the five major families, no matter how you suppress them, they cannot be suppressed.
Each family must be careful of sneak attacks from other families, and at the same time, they must find ways to find the family they can control and experiment.
Another example is, "If the Dao pattern is broken and then rebuilt, the Dao pattern can be strengthened." And so on.
In the core of the inner city, Yan Changjun, who was paying attention to Chen Anian's every move, couldn't help but shake his head.
This kid is indeed a bit damaged.
In that ancient era, everyone had simple hearts, unlike Chen Anyian, who was full of black water.
Chen Anyian has been busy in Zhentian City for five days.
Before leaving, we returned to the core of the inner city.
"Mr. Yan, this junior is about to leave. Thank you very much for your help during this time, Mr. Yan." Chen Anian bowed respectfully and seriously.
"Okay, you go." Yan Changjun nodded: "You should come less often from now on. Unless you want to practice, don't come here."
"Chi Tomorrow's will has collapsed, and only the remaining pressure in his head is left. Use a little less."
"I understand." Chen Anian nodded, "Where will Mr. Yan plan to go in the future? If there is no place to stay for the time being, the younger generation's sect is very suitable for Mr. Yan."
"This junior's master is also an interesting little old man. I'm sure he can talk to you."
Yan Changjun was startled for a moment, then waved his hand: "Go away, this old man has lived for 18,000 years, and he is not a little old man."
"Okay, then I will leave now, and I will probably come back soon. Then I will bring delicious Jade Roast Chicken and Baihua Stuffed Rice to Mr. Yan."
Chen Anian said with a smile, and then strode away.
Yan Changjun watched Chen Anyian leave, but Chen Anyian walked halfway and then turned back, "Um, the emperor is really still alive?"
"What? Do you have any ideas?" Yan Changjun asked with a half-smile.
Chen Anian sweated profusely: "What can I think of this junior? If the emperor is still alive, if she wants to leave, I can take her out then."
"Although it's bustling outside, it's still quite chaotic. It would be very dangerous for her to go out like this."
"Are you concerned about her?" Yan Changjun asked.
Chen Anyian rubbed his head in embarrassment: "Well, even though she forced me to do it, it still has something to do with it anyway."
"Let's wait until she wakes up."
"Okay, this junior will leave first."
Chen Anyian saluted Mr. Yan Chang again and strode away immediately.
When Yan Changjun saw Chen Anyian leaving Zhentian City, he slowly sat down on the stone bench.
"Xiaoju, you heard it too, this brat is not bad at all."
"Although Chi Tomorrow's will has dissipated, but his head remains here, there may be changes after all."
"Grandpa must take him back to the ruins with him."
The emperor's concubine, who was lying in the bronze coffin, seemed to hear Yan Changjun's voice, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
"Don't be sad, this is grandpa's fate, and it is also the fate of our Yan family."
"Seeing that you can survive, grandpa will have no regrets."
As he spoke, Yan Changjun's withered body miraculously began to revive.
Just like a dead tree blooming with spring, its skin gradually becomes fuller.
From the appearance of an ancient corpse, he gradually returned to the appearance of an old man. Then, black hair grew, and the hair quickly grew long and fluttered in the wind.
At this time, Lord Yan Chang seemed to have returned to more than 90 million years ago. At that time, he was so majestic and powerful that he conquered mountains and rivers.
This is the perfect time to attack the immortal throne.
The entire Yan clan will then become a god clan.
No matter what...
Yan Changjun walked up to the head of Chi Mingming,
"Chi Mingming, the grudge between you and my Yan family will be settled from today on."
"For those of us whose souls have been wiped out, there is no afterlife, and we have finally found a destination."
"Come back to the ruins with me..."
Lord Yan Chang's eyes were wide-eyed, his long hair was windless, and a huge aura that was about to destroy the world suddenly rose, but it was only limited to the core of the inner city.
The space was torn apart, and dark space cracks appeared one after another, cutting through everything.
Yan Changjun's arms were like mountains, and he inserted them into the cracks in space, "Open!"
It is as if there is a wrathful catastrophe in the void.
A "stream" was torn out by Yan Changjun.
"If we want you and me to return to the ruins, we must rely on the long river of time."
"Chi tomorrow, let's hit the road together!"
Yan Changjun grabbed Chi Mingming's head with one hand and prepared to walk into the river of time.
Just as he was about to step into it, Yan Changjun suddenly stopped and said, "Forget it, leave something for that kid."
Lord Yan Chang opened his big hand, and a black stone monument rose from the ground. Although it was only five or six meters long, it looked like a mountain peak.
Suppressing the space, even if the space cracks wrap around it, it cannot be damaged at all.
"Tianzhen Monument!"
Lord Yan Chang made a sword with his hand and wrote on the stone tablet, "The eight million people of the Yan family suppressed Chi Mingming's head here."
"A total of nine thousand three hundred and five hundred and sixteen thousand and eighty-nine years!"
"Yan's Changjun, stay here!"
Every word is carved like a knife and an axe, vast and ancient, unparalleled in mountains and rivers.
Lord Yan Chang stopped his hand, and then pressed his palm on Chi Mingming's head, extracting all the remaining pressure from it and throwing it on the stone tablet.
"Boy Chen, you must treat me well!"
Yan Changjun walked into the long river of time with his head.
The body and soul, as well as the red head of tomorrow, slowly transformed into a rain of light.
last minute,
Yan Changjun glanced at the emperor's concubine in the bronze coffin, but was horrified to find that a small amount of light rain went straight to the emperor's concubine's abdomen.
"No……"
Yan Changjun desperately stretched out his hand to stop him, but was completely wiped out in the middle.