Shading the sky: the merciless emperor

Chapter 74 Obtaining the Heaven Swallowing Magic Art
With a grim expression, Xu Jin walked in the land of the Protoss, followed Goddess Xinwu to the depths of the Protoss.

Far away, he saw a black-haired young man who looked exactly like Xu Changqing, and a girl who looked a little weak.

Not far away, a young girl who looked a little immature was playing chess with a middle-aged man.

"Father, the man is here." Xin Wu came to Shen Tian's side respectfully, her flawless face was full of seriousness.

Shen Tian is a bit burly, dressed in plain gray clothes, with a resolute face, with beards crawling on both sides of his face, looking extremely majestic.

He looked at the blond-haired Xu Jin, showing a surprised expression, and said: "You are not very old, but you are already in the fifth heaven of the Holy King. What a terrifying talent."

It is rare in the starry sky to achieve the fifth heaven of the holy king in a hundred years, but at that time, there appeared an even more perverted Tianjiao from other clans. After decades of cultivation, he became a saint, but finally stopped at the great saint.

Xu Jin didn't speak, but just looked around, and found a little girl opposite the middle-aged man, who looked a bit like Xu An, it seemed that this was his own daughter.

"Where did your master go?" The next moment, Shen Tian asked in a low tone, looking at Xu Jin indifferently with a terrible sense of oppression.

But Xu Jin still looked at each other calmly, and didn't bow his head because Xin Tian was the strongest of the Protoss, and said in a flat tone: "I don't know either."

He really didn't know, he had only seen Xu Changqing twice, the first time when he was a frog, and the second time when Xu Changqing cut his way.

"For the next period of time, you should stay in the Protoss." Xin Tian said.

His idea was to let Xu Jin have a sense of belonging among the protoss. It just so happened that his daughter had feelings for him. Xu Jin was also a young supreme of the new generation, so his strength should not be underestimated.

So, now, Wuqing's family is tied into the Protoss.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that it was impossible for Xu Jin to fall in love with Xin Wu. Although he had feelings, he was about to transcend his feelings and reach an inexplicable state.

In the Yaozu Emperor Road, in a small world full of birdsong and flowers, Xu Changqing and Tuntian were retreating in it, while Duan De left long ago.

Perhaps, Duan De's departure this time will be difficult to see in the future.

In the small world, Xu Changqing sat cross-legged on a snow mountain, silently healing his wounds, sorting out his own Dao laws, and constantly recalling the experience of fighting the Great Sage.

Analyze the laws that burst out when the Great Sage launched an attack in memory.

"Boom"

The blood in Xu Changqing's body is like thousands of horses galloping, like the Yellow River flowing, loud voices are constantly coming out of the body, and the internal organs exude colorful halos, which represent the ultimate emotional power interweaving, and finally blocked into a strip Wire.

"Boom, boom"

Every time the heart beats, the entire mountain is shaken, as if five thunders are hitting the top, like the alarm bell of the universe is ringing.

After more than 20 years of healing and [-] years of retreat, he has long been able to break through the Great Sage.

But the injury is still not healed, so he dare not break through the Great Sage, because he feels that this time, the achievement of the Great Sage will be unprecedented and terrible.

Numerous auras revolved around Xu Changqing's body, and the yin and yang qi in the sky and the earth were constantly changing. A yin and yang diagram hung above his head, reversing the yin and yang qi to heal his wounds.

The gods in the Taoist palace chanted inexplicable Taoist scriptures, and the fairy platform was like a landscape, densely covered with ancient characters, and countless chapters of ancient characters emerged and danced in front of Xu Changqing.

After 20 years of retreat, he has perfected his own scriptures.

"Buzz!"

In the next moment, all the ancient characters, all the principles of the Dao, and the Qi of Yin and Yang all entered Xu Changqing's body.

"Huh!" He opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul air, and the wind swept across the entire small world.

"All the injuries have recovered, and I have to break through the Great Sage, but before breaking through, I still have to get the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, which is short of the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, so that I can perfect my own skills."

Xu Changqing went to Tuntian's retreat.

It was a peach garden, with colorful tender petals all over the sky, fragrant and aura, and there was a small wooden house in the deepest part.

In front of the cabin, a woman in a moon-white dress sat quietly on a stone bench. There was a stone slab in front of her, and a picture scroll was placed on the slate.

Fresh and tender peach petals fall from time to time, and at a glance, there are pink scenes everywhere, which is extremely warm, with petals all over the sky, dancing colorfully.

Tuntian sat quietly on the stone bench, with a golden pen in her hand, and the runes lingered on the golden pen, and she began to draw on the scroll.

At this moment, she is so beautiful, there is no domineering and coldness, but only gentleness, and her eyes are full of longing.

The glittering and translucent jade hands, the pink and tender petals fluttered on her little head, a white dress fluttered from time to time, and the beautiful black hair swayed gently.

When Xu Changqing came, he stood behind her, watched silently, and did not bother her.

Tuntian started to paint, sketching delicate lines, and the top of the golden brush had golden light flashing from time to time.

Her movements are very gentle, and she is drawing something.

A long time later, a young man with a sunny smile, dressed plainly and with a dirty face, was facing a smiling little girl holding a hard bun.

They seemed to come alive in the portrait, and there were playful sounds around them.

This is what Tuntian does every year. Her brother seems to have been accompanying her to grow up, drawing a picture scroll every year.

However, Xu Changqing also found that there was a picture scroll not far away. It was a man with black hair and black clothes, with an extremely cold face, and a restrained little girl was sitting on his shoulders.

It's yourself!

There is also a painting, which is in a dark alley, the sky is dim, a little girl is shivering passively in a shabby shelter in tattered clothes.

A young man was holding a black oil-paper umbrella, standing in front of the little girl, his eyes full of reminiscence, and finally bent down, putting one hand on the little girl's forehead.

These portraits seem to be waving, and people will fall into them at a glance, as if they have traveled through time and returned to the original era.

Xu Changqing watched silently. In order to set up the layout, he took the little girl to play for two days, so that he could leave a deep impression on her childhood.

Finally, after a while, Tuntian finally put away the pen in his hand, rolled up the scroll, put it aside, turned around, and faced Xu Changqing.

At this moment, on Tuntian's delicate and beautiful face, there is no coldness in the past, but only longing and a certain kind of tenderness, and asked softly: "Are you leaving?"

In fact, in the past 20 years of getting along, they have not met many times. Every year, they will discuss and discuss with each other, and then go back to retreat.

Xu Changqing nodded lightly, his eyes were extremely deep, as if under the moon, and he was dressed in a black suit. His figure was not thin and thin, but strong.

He was also tall, with thick white hair hanging over his shoulders, and a cold face as if carved by God himself.

Seeing Xu Changqing nodding, Tuntian also understood, walked in front of Xu Changqing, the distance between the two was less than one meter, and even breathing would be sprayed on each other's face.

Tuntian is also very tall, fully reaching Xu Changqing's eyes.

She took out a jade slip, with strange black characters flowing inside, as if there was a suction force, trying to absorb the soul of a person.

"This is the technique you want. I haven't perfected it too much. If I want to perfect it, I have to become stronger. But the concept is the same. Even if it is not perfect, it is a characteristic."

Tuntian's voice is very nice, like a gentle spring breeze, and with a touch of magnetism, like an empress.

She was not as cold as before, but her eyes were gentle.

Xu Changqing accepted the exercise expressionlessly, took a deep look at Tun Tian, ​​and left without looking back.

In his eyes, on Tuntian's little head, there are several colors of silk mist floating, which are the emotions she exudes, besides the fighting spirit, there is also a kind of tenderness, and even a little love.

Xu Changqing didn't take these seriously, perhaps to him, it was Tuntian's feelings for her brother.

Tun Tian stood quietly on the peach tree with colorful petals, silently watching Xu Changqing walk away steadily.

With slender jade legs, a proud figure, and amazing curves, she is wearing a moon-white dress, like a peerless fairy who has stepped out of the age of mythology, standing quietly in the world of peach blossoms, forming a beautiful picture.

Xu Changqing returned to the snow-capped mountains, and began to read the Heaven Swallowing Magic Art, peeling off the cocoons, extracting the useful characteristics for him, and then trying to integrate with his own Heavenly Art.

(End of this chapter)