I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 80 Do you know how I got here all these years? (Seek to read and collect)

"You don't have the spirit of the great emperor in the world"

The voice was cold and calm.

Wang Chen froze instantly.

Hey!
Isn't this scolding Lao Tzu for being untrustworthy?

Throwing his neck back suddenly and took a sip of wine, Wang Chen reached out to wipe the wine stains on his lips, stared coldly at the empress in front of him, and met those pupils as clear as autumn water.

Facing the "immortals" who killed ten ancient supreme beings, the empress's plain eyes showed no fear.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him was still just the ordinary woodcutter in the mountain village.

Her words were simple, but full of lethality.

In the world that shrouds the sky, every great emperor's road to enlightenment is to walk on the bones of many kings, and blood and bones can be seen everywhere on the way.

After practicing Taoism for less than a hundred years, he has achieved Taoism comparable to that of a great emperor.

Putting it in the world of Shading the Sky, there will definitely be a large group of people who are envious and jealous.

However, he has been struggling in the prehistoric and desolate, and after a hundred years, he has done nothing and achieved nothing.

There is no blood and fire all the way on the way of proving the Tao, nor is there any tribulation or tribulation, let alone any great achievements.

Even the "Pangu Banner" who was tricked away didn't dare to say "no".

Puxin Supreme, who was suppressed and killed just now, has my invincible spirit and will, which is completely incompatible with him.

Just like a middle-aged social animal whose edges and corners have been smoothed by society.

The two white-clothed Shengxue figures just stared at each other, and the surrounding atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

"You know shit!"

After a long time, the depression and helplessness accumulated over the past century turned into a foul language.

"Do you know how I got here all these years?"

"Am I easy?"

Facing this "immortal"'s questioning, the empress remained unmoved, and her perfect face covered by the bronze mask was still indifferent, like an iceberg of ten thousand years.

Tucao belongs to Tucao, Wang Chen can't afford to get angry with the empress.

His air capacity is not narrow to that extent.

It's meaningless to stay any longer, Wang Chen directly opened the space channel, strode into it without looking back, and only left a somewhat aggrieved sentence.

"Even if it's a sacrifice, it's just flowing from one ditch to another."

"Floating from one ditch to another?"

The empress muttered to herself, looking at the place where Wang Chen disappeared, her clear eyes were full of puzzlement, and finally left this world...

Yuecheng, Plastic Zhen Building
"Sister Shu Rong, that Wang Chen just came again."

"Lingwei, he came to see Miss Wu?"

In front of the counter, two beautiful maids in palace costumes were talking to each other with their spiritual sense, taking advantage of the lack of customers in the Suzhen Building.

"Well, I was the one who led him the way."

The girl named Lingwei couldn't help sighing when she recalled that handsome young figure.

"As monks who have ascended from the ascension, why can someone ascend to the sky in one step, worship at the Xuanyuan Dao Academy, and practice together with the children of those aristocratic families. But we can only live in a corner, relying on others to survive all day long."

"Lingwei, she has a lot of good luck, and it won't help if you envy her."

Shu Rong's eyes flashed, the last time Wang Chen spoke up for her, she had a good impression of Wang Chen.

"Sister Shurong, I think that Wang Chen's Taoism and conduct are good. If we can't be concubines of the family, we can try to become a Taoist couple with him."

Lingwei looks yearning. She has been trapped in the world of earth and immortals for 200 years. She has let go of the pride of being a proud daughter of the sky, and chooses to compromise with reality.

It's a pity that the family rules within the family are strict, and there are express regulations on taking concubines.

In detail, there are regulations on the number of children of aristocratic families with different identities and Taoism, even the number of concubines.

Just like in the etiquette and law of the ancient Chinese dynasty, from the emperor to the common people, the number of concubines for men is strictly regulated

Being a concubine these days is also very difficult.

These female cultivators who have ascended cannot compete with the local female cultivators at all.

So I can only lower the requirements and focus on the children of poor families.

"Lingwei, instead of thinking about those useless things all day long, it's better to focus on cultivation."

Shu Rong's expression was indifferent, she just gave an order and went to greet the guests.

"Cut, what are you pretending to be noble?"

……

"Sister Wu, I will go to the underground black market again in a few days, and I will trouble you again."

In an independent Dongtian elegant room, Wang Chen looked at the beautiful woman in palace attire who could eat both black and white.

"Hey, it seems that last time you got a lot of benefits in the secret realm of Mount Taihe."

Sister Wu raised her round and slender legs, raised her legs, and showed a mature style with every frown and smile.

"I killed Zhang Shangcheng's Yuanshen a few days ago."

While drinking tea, Wang Chen said something expressionless, which made Sister Wu's face freeze.

"Zhang Shangcheng? Didn't he blew himself up last time?"

"His primordial spirit escaped, and I bumped into him. He wanted to take me away, but I killed him instead."

"Xiao Wang, it seems that you are really hiding something."

Sister Wu's eyes showed a rare look of amazement, and she was amazed.

"Zhang Shangcheng has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and it is rumored that he has a glimpse of the mysteries of refining the gods and returning to the void. If he hadn't offended the Si family, it would be possible to achieve the cultivation of the gods and return to the void in the future."

"For me, it is not difficult to kill him in the process of seizing the house."

"I got his 'Pangu Banner'."

Wang Chen's sudden words made Sister Wu stand up abruptly, her face full of disbelief, her breathing became rapid, her plump chest kept rising and falling.

"Xiao Wang, you said you got the Pangu Banner?"

That is the acquired spirit treasure! ! !
Even the most low-grade Acquired Spirit Treasure, even a cultivator who is just starting to refine the gods and return to the void, will act.

If you want to refine a Houtian Lingbao, you need to at least transform the Yangshen, and the refiners with extremely high attainments in the way of refining will work together to sacrifice it. During this period, countless treasures of heaven and earth will be spent refining the laws of the Dao, and the big treasures will be arranged in advance. Responding to the astrology at the top, and the veins at the bottom, gathering the essence of countless stars, sun, moon, vegetation, mountains and rivers... Only after thousands or even ten thousand years of sacrificial refining can it be successfully refined.

If she, Wu Liguang, can get a Houtian Lingbao, it will be worth it in this life.

"Um"

Wang Chen nodded.

"However, two days ago, it was replaced by a magic weapon by an elder of Si's family."

"Not surprisingly"

Sister Wu was slightly taken aback, and then showed a look of reason.

"Zhang Shangcheng was forced to blew himself up by the Si family's siege, and the Si family naturally has no reason to let you pick it up."

"It's also fortunate that the Si family is a family of sages and sages inherited from ancient times, so we must also take into account the appearance of eating, or else we need to exchange it?"

"So I want to become stronger."

Wang Chen clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with determination.

Without strength, you are nothing!

Let alone hold on to your stuff.

"Xiao Wang, what is the purpose of your hard work for a hundred years?"

Sister Wu stretched out her green jade fingers, and a gray talisman condensed on the fingertips, and asked curiously.

"I don't want to be involved again."

Wang Chen accepted the talisman, leaving behind a pale golden bead, said a simple sentence without thinking, then got up to leave, and disappeared into the cave.

"Zhang Shangcheng, an old dog, has a lot of good things."

Sister Wu was playing with the wish force golden bead, and a look of leisure flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"If you don't want to roll, just show it badly. Why do you have to force yourself?"

(End of this chapter)