When the black-robed monk approached Liu Xun, it was the moment when Liu Xun's cultivation level rose to the innate level. If the black-robed monk had been a few seconds later, perhaps the outcome would have been different.
But some things can't be repeated, especially life! Liu Xun gasped, blood gushed out of his chest like a column of blood, but he did not stop the bleeding. Instead, he looked at the dead black monk and said: "Luck is also an indispensable part of this journey..."
At this moment, Liu Xun no longer had any hatred towards the black-robed monk. This was the world he was in, where the strong preyed on the weak. Maybe he would be the one to die tomorrow.
However, the black-robed monk taught Liu Xun a lesson: never underestimate your enemy, even if that enemy's strength is less than one-tenth of yours, and always remember: a lion needs to use all its strength to pounce on a rabbit.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Xun stopped the bleeding on his chest, then squatted on the ground to consolidate his cultivation. But the moment he sat down, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind!
The picture was the one on the carvings in the cave, and the sitting posture of the mysterious man was deeply imprinted in Liu Xun's mind.
Liu Xun took a deep breath, and for some reason, his body involuntarily pointed his left middle finger to the sky and his right middle finger to the ground!
In an instant, his body floated in the air. If someone were there, they would be shocked. This was an act of contempt for the way of heaven and earth. If discovered, he would definitely be called an unruly person by the world.
As Liu Xun entered into a state of meditation, the energy of the heaven and earth around him suddenly gathered towards him! This sudden scene made Liu Xun excited. This... he actually stirred up the energy of heaven and earth
"Haha... the essence of heaven and earth! Can I practice now?" Although Liu Xun was wearing a mask, his expression was definitely one of joy and excitement. No one knew better than him how hard-won this opportunity was and how important it was!
"I understand now. The man on the carving in the cave must be the previous Chaos Body, and his sitting posture... is the unique way of practicing the Chaos Body! Haha... God will not abandon me!" Liu Xun laughed excitedly.
Suddenly, his smile froze. Wasn't this a coincidence? The characters and carvings in the cave just matched the Yuan character in the Nine-Character Book that he had just comprehended, and his own way of cultivation... was the sitting posture of the man's carving
"What's going on? Is there such a coincidence in the world?" Liu Xun said to himself, but he didn't have extra time to think, because...
There were several sounds of breaking air in the distance, followed by roars, roars like thunder rolling in. He looked over curiously, and his face suddenly changed...
Thunder roared, and several auras that made Liu Xun unable to produce the slightest consciousness of resistance approached him instantly.
The clouds and mist rolled, and waves like a tsunami followed. While Liu Xun felt deeply insignificant, nine giant dragons pulling a bronze chariot suddenly stopped in the air.
Nine dragons pulling a cart! Only five or six people, but they are comparable to thousands of horses and thousands of troops. This is even more grand than the monks during the change in Wandao Mountain!
Although the Jiaolong was not a real dragon, it was a well-trained Jiao with horns on its head. Liu Xun could not see its level of cultivation, but he guessed it would not be low, because the aura of the Jiao made him feel breathless.
Liu Xun was secretly shocked. Who on earth was this person? What was he doing here now? Was he also here for the so-called Heavenly Emperor's Secret Treasure
"Hey! It seems like there was a fight down there. Uncle, can you let Rouer watch it?"
A sound like the sound of nature came from the ancient chariot, and Liu Xun felt comfortable all over after hearing it.
"Why not!" Then a majestic voice came from the ancient chariot. The words were sonorous and powerful, and every word was heart-shaking, and the void trembled with it.
As these words fell, a golden light shone around Liu Xun, and the scene of his battle with the black-robed monk just now was actually played out in reverse...
He couldn't calm down for a long time. What kind of magical power was this? How could he know what happened before? If they wanted to investigate a person, wouldn't that person have no privacy
When the image disappeared, the heavenly voice from the ancient chariot rang out again: "Is that man from the Mountain Moving Clan?"
"That's right, but he was just a peripheral disciple at best. He had magical powers, but he was killed by a cultivator who had not yet reached the innate stage. This is the result of underestimating the enemy. Rou'er, you must remember that no matter what, never underestimate your enemy."
"Yes, Rouer understands. Uncle is so nagging..."
"Why... "
Liu Xun wanted to leave after hearing the words in the ancient chariot. First, he didn't want to stay any longer because the other party's origins were unknown. Second, he could practice now. He needed to find a quiet place to improve his cultivation.
Just when Liu Xun was about to leave, the ancient chariot suddenly made a roar. He frowned and looked at it, then his expression was stunned.
A gap appeared in the door of the ancient bronze chariot, and a beautiful figure emerged. The woman was dressed in white, as holy as snow, like a fairy who had descended from heaven, untainted by dust.
This was an extremely beautiful woman. The term "captivating beauty" was not enough to describe her. She was pure and lively, like an orchid in a valley. At this moment, Liu Xun felt that the whole world had lost its color. Compared with her, everything was eclipsed!
The woman was no more than 28 years old, with black stockings dancing in the wind, long eyelashes trembling, and mist seeming to fill her eyes. She had a slender neck and translucent skin, as dazzling as crystal.
The slender figure, delicate features, and peerless beauty made Liu Xun feel a little moved, but he suppressed it in an instant because he knew that this woman was definitely not someone he could touch.
At this moment, the woman smiled at Liu Xun, and then a voice came: "Sir, where did you come from? Where are you going on this trip?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Xun stared at the woman in surprise. He did not expect that such a grand woman would speak to him so politely.
However, Liu Xun's expression at this time was unsightly. In the eyes of others, he was staring at the woman, and his frown added a hint of aggression to Liu Xun's eyes.
In fact, Liu Xun had no intention of profaning the woman. This was an attitude of appreciation. However, he did not expect the other party to be so polite, so he lost his mind for a moment.
Although this is the fact, others do not think so. A figure walked out of the ancient chariot. It is a young man. The young man is wearing a golden dragon robe and looking at Liu Xun with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
After the young man walked out, he disappeared directly on the spot, and appeared again in front of Liu Xun. Liu Xun's eyes were stunned, he didn't see anything, and a black light flashed intuitively.
There was a muffled sound of "pop", and Liu Xun felt a burning pain on his cheek. Then his face suddenly turned gloomy, and he looked up at the young man on the ancient chariot.
PS: Due to some reasons, "Flower City Tyrant" is now renamed "Tyrant True Colors", I hope everyone will continue to support ~ (To be continued)