"Who are you? Did you come to play with me?" The little boy looked at Yan Chuan curiously. WWw. QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO. Com
"I passed by here, what's your name?" Yan Chuan asked as much as possible to make himself smile.
"My name is Yan Dongen! Uncle, who are you?" The child said with a voice.
Yan Dongen, Yan Dongen? Yan Chuan suddenly remembered. In the old days, when I first saw Mo Yuxi, he once entered a Feng Shui Formation. During the Feng Shui Formation I met a nightmare. Meng Zhong and Mo Yuxi's husband and wife named him his son.
Yan Dongen? son
"Uncle, are you here to play with me?" Xiao Dongen expected.
Looking at his son's pure eyes, his nose suddenly sore.
Gritting his teeth, Yan Chuan nodded: "Yes, I'm here to play with you, but don't tell others, or I will play with others!"
"Ah, great, I won't say, I won't say, uncle, let's play games!" Xiao Dongen said excitedly.
Yan Chuan nodded kindly.
"Dong En, you will call me Master from now on!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath.
"Okay, is your name called'Master'? I'll just call you Master, what are we playing?" Xiao Dongen asked curiously.
Yan Chuan smiled kindly. I folded two branches from the tree, took off the leaves, handed one to Xiao Dongen, and grabbed one by himself.
"Teach you swordsmanship today, learn from me first, and then we can play against each other!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Uh, uh!" Xiao Dongen said happily.
"I'm optimistic, this is called'Fairy Guides', this is called'Boy Worshiping Birthday', and this is called'Old Ape Hanging Seal'!" Yan Chuan yelled.
Someone played with Xiao Dongen, and Xiao Dongen was also very happy at the moment.
"The fairy shows the way, the boy worships birthdays, and the old ape hangs the seal!" Xiao Dongen learned how.
"Haha, well done!" Yan Chuan smiled.
Yan Chuan's encouragement immediately made Xiao Dong'en excited.
"However, it's still a little bit, just a little bit, look, look again!" Yan Chuan smiled and pointed.
"Oh, oh, I will, I will!" Xiao Dongen danced the twigs excitedly.
Seeing his son's excitement, Yan Chuan felt comforted.
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Seal world, Dazhen Dynasty, Yanjing, Xianyang Palace.
Yi Feng, Yin Hentian, Li Si and others came to Xianyang Palace again.
"Didn't the sage say that he will be back in ten and a half months? Why has it been a month?" Yi Feng worried.
Feng Yin and Yang, who is stationed in Xianyang Palace, smiled slightly and said, "Maybe the immortal realm, the saint has encountered something. The saint has explained everything clearly, maybe this is a test of your ability by the saint!"
Everyone nodded.
"Now Dazhen has mastered most of the world, and the saint has laid such a stable foundation. If we can't keep it for the saint, we will be in vain!" Yi Feng smiled slightly.
"Everyone, let's go back, the Lord will definitely notify us when he wakes up!" Li Si thought for a while. .
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
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Fairyland. Xiaodong's residence.
At night, a land of mountains and forests. In the forest.
"Bah!"
With a sword from Yan Chuan, a man in black fell in a pool of blood. The meridians of the whole body are completely broken, and the repair is abolished.
"You, who are you? Why do you want to kill me, why?" The man in black pointed to Yan Chuan in despair.
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Say, who asked you to monitor Yan Dongen?" There was a cold light in Yan Chuan's eyes.
The long sword pointed at the throat of the man in black, and Yan Chuan's eyes were extremely cold.
"me… !"
"Want to die?" Yan Chuan sneered.
"I said, Lord Youyue, Lord Youyue sent me here!" The man in black said immediately.
"Youyue? Why did he target Yan Dongen? How to target?" Yan Chuan's eyes were cold.
"Master Youyue wants us to monitor. Also, people are not allowed to teach Yan Dongen to practice, and Confucianism is not allowed to teach Yan Dongen. It is necessary to isolate Yan Dongen from all external learning, and constantly instruct Qinglong, Bailong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu to do things. , Don't let them have time to teach Yan Dongen!" The man in black said immediately.
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes: "Youyue? He wants to abolish Yan Dongen?"
"Senior, I just follow orders." The man in black said in fear.
"Yan Dongen, after all, is Wu Yan's grandson, why did Youyue dare to target him?" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Ah, the emperor? The emperor does not wait to see Yan Dongen, and the royal family also excludes Yan Dongen, so...Senior, I have already said everything, please!" The man in black begged for mercy.
"Bah!"
Yan Chuan pierced his throat with a sword.
The man in black did not squint at all.
After the body was processed, Yan Chuan exhaled for a long time.
Slowly walked out of the woods and came to the small lake. By the small lake, a small thin figure was standing at the moment.
Xiao Dongen stood alone by the small lake, clutching pebbles, and drifting across the lake.
"Dong En!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Ah, Master, you are here!" Xiao Dongen suddenly threw away the pebbles left in his hand and exclaimed in excitement.
Seeing Xiao Dongen rushing, Yan Chuan showed a kindly smile.
"Master, do we still compare swords today? Dong'en has learned all the three styles of swordsmanship." Xiao Dongen exclaimed with excitement, as if waiting for Yan Chuan's praise.
"Dong En is awesome, but today, I want to teach you how to read." Yan Chuan smiled.
"Recognition? Is it fun?" Xiao Dongen asked curiously.
"Of course it's fun. If you can read a lot of books, you can read a lot of books. There will be a lot of truth in life, and there are many stories. The stories I tell you these days and days are all in the book!" Yan Chuan laughed.
"Ah, I want to read, I want to read!" Xiao Dongen exclaimed excitedly when he heard a story.
"However, literacy is very boring, very hard, I don't know if you are afraid of it!"
"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of anything!" Xiao Dongen exclaimed excitedly.
Yan Chuan smiled kindly.
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One year later, the entrance of the Immortal World, the Seal World.
Yan Chuan is another possessed cultivator.
At this moment, Yan Chuan was sitting on the top of a mountain with a group of people. Looking into the distance.
In the distance, there are a large number of troops guarding the Quartet at this moment, keeping people from approaching.
The head one was wearing a white dragon robe, and was looking at a group of men dressed in glow in front of him at the moment.
Because the man in the white dragon robe turned his back to Yan Chuan, Yan Chuan could only see a group of his courtiers.
"If you see it, that's Saint King Daqi, the one in front of him is called Gongyang Taolue, a real great immortal!" A white-haired cultivator said to Yan Chuan.
"Daxian?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, human immortals, mysterious immortals, earth immortals, and heaven immortals. Above the heaven immortals, there is the great immortal. The strength is extremely powerful. The last time he entered the sealed world, the entire army was wiped out. Yang Tao slightly enters. Sealed Realm, those mortals, will be miserable!" The white-haired repairer said regretfully.
Yan Chuan looked at the Gongyang Tao strategy in the distance, and narrowed his eyes: "Not necessarily!"
"What's not necessarily? That is a great immortal, in our world, it is also an extremely tyrannical existence!" The white-haired repairer retorted immediately.
Yan Chuan smiled slightly, shook his head and did not continue.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise in the distance, and a huge storm swept in all directions.
The places where Yan Chuan fought were also flying sand and rocks, and for a while, he couldn't see the distance clearly.
"Holy king, rest assured, Gongyang's strategy, set aside the shame, find out, and set the seal world!" The voice of worship came from the flying sand and the stone.
"Go!" came a majestic voice.
Seal the world. Nanshenzhou. After several decades, the land of the original Wei city has gathered some people to live again. After all, this place can be selected by King Gai You, but the terrain here is excellent, and the vitality of the world is relatively concentrated.
"boom!"
Suddenly, dark clouds rolled, and a big hole suddenly broke through the sky.
No hundreds of people looked up at the sky in surprise.
However, he saw that there were hundreds of figures stepping into the sky, the first one, dressed in a gorgeous white robe, looked extremely majestic.
"The fairy, it's a fairy!" someone exclaimed.
"A hundred immortals?"
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Countless exclamations suddenly sounded throughout the city.
A large number of practitioners fled in all directions without hesitation. Don't dare to stay here.
The sky, the huge hole, slowly closed.
"boom!"
The sky is clear again.
As the head immortal, Gong Yangtao looked at the city below.
Closing his eyes, Gong Yang Tao sniffed his nose slightly. His complexion suddenly became cold.
"My six nephews, as expected, all died here!" Gong Yang Tao's eyes were cold.
"My lord, what do these people do?" a fairy asked.
"These people naturally gave me six nephews to bury me!" Gong Yang Tao said with a chill in his eyes.
"Yes!" everyone responded immediately.
"I don't need you, I personally avenge my six nephews!" Gong Yang Tao said in a cold voice.
As he spoke, I saw Gong Yang Tao suddenly protruded a palm, a palm down, and hit Weicheng.
"Kakka!"
A huge palm print suddenly appeared high in the sky, pressing it down with a palm, as if it had flattened the space, and hit Weicheng fiercely.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, as if the entire South God Continent could feel a crazy vibration of the earth.
The original Weicheng was transformed into a huge palm-shaped pothole. Bottomless.
In Weicheng, millions of people were wiped out by one palm.
In the distance, some of the cultivators who had fled before were hiding in the four-sided valley, looking at the vast abyss in front of them, with endless horror on their faces.
Weicheng, Weicheng!
Some cultivators in the know still remember that when the world's heroes gathered, the six heavenly immortals could cover Weicheng with their formations, but the battles of so many powerful men did not destroy Weicheng.
But now, now an immortal came, with a palm, turning a city into an abyss. Millions of repairers, instantly turned to ashes
Just a palm! In the world, who can compare to him
Countless cultivators shivered.
Gong Yang Taolue was cold in his eyes, and he took the group of heroes and shot towards the north.
Until the immortals leave. Countless cultivators came to the abyss in grief, but at this moment, the abyss has no more life.