Wisps of purple energy continued to spurt out from the Golden Urn Divine Medal, turning into tiny clouds that slowly rotated around the Golden Urn Divine Medal.
Chu Tian quietly looked at this golden urn divine seal with thousands of words, but he had a clear understanding in his heart. As long as he "reached out" and touched any golden urn divine seal, he would be able to truly obtain the one left by the person in his dream. inheritance.
Just the insignificant blessing of inheritance made Chutian's body meridians unblocked, his cultivation speed skyrocketed, and he became the legendary "Tianwu Body" that is most suitable for martial arts training. So what kind of terrifying and mysterious secrets does this true inheritance contain
Chu Tian suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab a golden seal.
A voice as majestic as thunder, in which men, women, old and young, could not be heard clearly, nor could any changes in emotions be heard, suddenly rang in Chu Tian's ears: "You have my inheritance, no regrets for blessings or misfortunes! Even if your body is shattered and your bones are shattered, your soul is scattered, and you will live for eternity. Not a transcendental being! You, don’t blame me!”
After hearing this, Chu Tian smiled and grabbed the golden urn medal closest to him.
"Since you have left a legacy and used such harsh conditions to tease people, why are you pretending to be scary? I am here, I have it, I have suffered all the consequences." Chu Tian said with a smile: "Is it possible? Can you still be scared by your message?"
An inexplicable sigh of emotion came from the void, and thousands of golden seals turned into streams of light, crashing towards him with a loud sound as dull as thunder, and completely merged with Chutian. A huge message was received by Chu Tian, and he recited softly: "The Great Dream Divine Canon? A skill that teaches people to dream? Dare to name it as a 'god', the origin is extraordinary, but this 'Big Dream' These two words are worthy of discussion.”
By the Baimang River, at the end of the deserted riverside path behind Chutian's house, Chutian sat cross-legged, with his body from the neck down submerged in the river. For the first time in his life, he began to follow the secret method recorded in the "Great Dream Codex" , began the cultivation of the first realm of "Youfeng".
After eighteen years of nightmares, the soul power, which was more than ten times stronger than ordinary people, turned into a ball of faint water vapor in the orifice between Chu Tian's brows. In the gray divine orifice, Chutian's voice recited the golden seal.
Although he didn't recognize those golden seals, Chu Tian understood their meaning.
A sound of Dao Lun sounds exploded in the divine orifice, like the spring thunder that awakens the insects. Every time Chu Tian recited the golden seal, the gray mist in the divine orifice quietly trembled and retreated an insignificant distance to the periphery.
Every time the recitation of the Golden Urn Chapter is completed, the water vapor transformed into Chutian's soul will quietly tremble, and its properties will undergo some strange changes.
In the small circular space in the middle of the gray mist, the dim light in the stone lamp will quietly grow stronger, and the faint light emitted will be slightly stronger.
As Chu Tian practiced, tiny ripples suddenly appeared out of thin air on the surface of the river around him.
It was as if wisps of extremely fine wind spurted out from Chutian's pores, gently blowing across the water.
Such small ripples only appeared within three feet of Chu Tian's body at first. Gradually, the ripples spread to three feet away. With Chu Tian's body as the center of the circle, within a radius of three feet, the river surface was covered with tiny ripples that were extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Within the range of three feet, strands of cool air in the void were like moths flying to the flame. Driven by some magical power, they happily gathered towards Chu Tian's body. The flow of Wu Yuan in Chutian's body accelerated several times, and traces of cool air continued to settle in Wu Yuan. After being transformed by Dantian, it quickly turned into Chu Tian's own Wu Yuan cultivation.
High temperature gradually emerged from Chutian's body, and a layer of light white water vapor gradually rose up on the surrounding water.
Chutian's body and face were covered by white water vapor, his face became hazy, and a mysterious aura gradually enveloped his body.
On the eastern horizon, the morning sun was rising, and countless rays of red light spread across the sky and earth. The red light slid along the Baimang River and shone on Chutian's body. It also shone on the tile roofs of thousands of households in Yizhou City. , even more shining on the spacious and tidy courtyard library of Yishan Academy.
In the clean and tidy courtyard, under the shade of two thousand-year-old iron plum trees, Zhou Liuyun sat on the ground, with a colorful ancient Yao Qin resting on his knees, stroking the strings with both hands, and gently shaking his head.
He didn't strike the strings, but in his heart, he had been playing the beautiful ancient music like this all night long.
At this moment, he was playing an impassioned war song, and the melody was performing at its peak. With the passionate music in his heart, Zhou Liuyun seemed to see Chu Tian being cut into pieces by five horses, and his bloody limbs being carelessly abandoned in the wilderness. , eaten by wild wolves and jackals.
The handsome face suddenly twisted, Zhou Liuyun's fingers spasmed slightly, and his fingertips passed through the air, making a subtle "swish" sound.
Bai Mangjiang's predecessor, Yutangtou Zhou Totou, was Zhou Liuyun's biological father. Although he had done many unscrupulous and heinous things, even though according to the laws of the Jin Dynasty, Zhou Totou deserved to be executed.
After all, he is Zhou Liuyun's biological father!
After all, he was the biological father who emptied his savings and sent Zhou Liuyun to study in the capital of Jin Dynasty!
After all, he was a father with a smile on his face, lying on the ground like a cow and a horse, and letting the young Zhou Liuyun ride on him and pretend to be a big horse!
No matter how evil he is, in Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is his most kind, respectable, and amiable father. In Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is a perfect person!
"With your ant-like talent, it will be too easy for you to die!" Zhou Liuyun's body swayed slightly, and he performed the ancient war song passionately in his heart: "I really want to follow the laws of the Jin Dynasty and kill your nine tribes. I'll kill you with a thousand knives. It's a pity that a small impatience will mess up a big plan. With a great cause in sight, how can I care too much about ants like you?"
Suddenly sighing, Zhou Liuyun opened his eyes suddenly, gritted his teeth and sighed in a low voice: "It's too easy for you to die!"
A young man wearing a green gown walked over quickly, walked up to Zhou Liuyun with a trace of anger, a trace of confusion, and a trace of doubt. He solemnly bowed to Zhou Liuyun as a disciple: "Master Zhou, I am the personal companion of Chu Tian." Que, I just went to the prefect's mansion to play drums and cry out for injustice. I heard from him that Chutian's gold was robbed, but Chutian and his gang seemed to have escaped with their lives."
With the sound of "Weng", the strings of the Yao zither on Zhou Liuyun's knees all broke. An invisible force field enveloped the entire courtyard. The lush leaves of the two old iron plum trees shattered and turned into large green clouds lingering above their heads.
"Did Chu Tian and his gang members escape with their lives?" Zhou Liuyun clenched his fists with both hands, and veins bulged on the back of his fists.
After a long time, Zhou Liuyun suddenly laughed: "It seems that this Ling family is nothing more than that. It seems that I am at a disadvantage by marrying him. It's a pity, it's a pity that the Chu family has only one son for ten generations, but he has no age. Quite young lady, what a pity!”
After sighing inexplicably, Zhou Liuyun pulled out the mace he used to break into Wang Qi's mansion from his sleeve, and handed it to a young man in white standing beside him.
"My disciple, take my secret magic weapon and go get the head of Chu Tian!"
"Do it more cleanly, not even Chutian's gang members will be spared."
"Well done this time, I will take the initiative and teach you Bailu Academy's "Qingming Sacrifice Thunder Sutra" the introductory thunder seal!"
The young man in white was ecstatic, and together with the other five young men in white, they knelt down on the ground and paid homage to Zhou Liuyun.