Fu Xuan looked at Dao Tianjun's expression, and his face was filled with a smile.

He has lived for too many years and his eyelashes are empty. How could he not know what Dao Tianjun meant? The reason why he said this is purely to disgust Dao Tianjun.

It is obvious that he wants to "take revenge" on Dao Tianjun's name.

Regarding this.

Dao Tianjun also saw it.

But it is impossible to admit mistakes, and it is impossible to admit mistakes in this life.

Suddenly, he thought of another sentence that forced the king to roar the emperor.

It is impossible to admit his mistake. He was taught by his master to do something wrong, but he would never admit his mistake. Then he slapped the master in the head and was chased for three days and three nights. He refused to admit his mistake. It was just that.

Dao Tianjun agrees with this roaring king.

"Is there any physical problem with your health?" Fu Xuan looked at Dao Tianjun unexpectedly.

Dao Tianjun came back to his senses, and was also surprised, "No problem?"

Seeing this.

Fu Xuan frowned. Although he was strange, he was absolutely concerned about accepting this godson.

At this moment, Dao Tianjun's expression was definitely not aimless.

"I'll take a look."

After checking for a long time and using several methods in succession, Fu Xuan turned to look at Dao Tianjun, "Are you sure you have something wrong?"

Dao Tianjun glared.

"Confirm, this rock was a dozen days ago..." The voice was swaying, and he told the story of that day.

He did not intend to hide the matter of the Dragon King.

In other words, this can completely deepen the explanation of one's physical changes, so why not do it?

Fu Xuan's eyes flashed with splendor, like the sun's essence jumping.

The old face was full of horror.

"Dragon King, a dragon lying under the starry sky..."

Soon he was shocked and said something the same as Dao Tianjun's thought, "The Dragon King will not harm you."

After saying that.

Fu Xuan raised his hand and waved his hand, and the vast magic power turned into a divine rainbow.

Dao Tianjun could feel the Dao light lifting him up under his feet and flew up.

There was a whistle in my ears, like a thunder strike.

Looking down at the earth under your feet, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, magnificent rivers, continuous and winding, rugged peaks and thousands of feet.

now.

Dao Tianjun's face looked envious.

"After you practice, you will naturally be able to do it." Fu Xuan whispered.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun nodded gently.

The breeze blew, his hair was fluttering, and he lowered his head, and there was a sense of speechlessness in his hanging eyelids.

Fu Xuan didn't know that he had cultivation, but he just thought he had become a mortal.

But Dao Tianjun himself knew it.

He walked on another path, now the body equivalent to the Four Poles Realm. What he couldn't accept the most was that he couldn't fly.

That's right!

It just can't fly.

In reality, no one who reaches the four poles is flying or hiding, but he can't even fly, but he can jump very high.

"Hey... poor me, why can't I go to heaven if I'm so arrogant?"

Dao Tianjun said silently in his heart.

However, he did not feel heartbroken because he knew that he could not fly now, which did not mean that the future would not work. At least after triggering Invincible, he could walk in the void. Perhaps this is the difference in his Tao.

I don't know how long it took.

Dao Tianjun felt almost asleep and drowsy.

"Have you arrived?" Dao Tianjun opened his eyes, felt that he had already landed, and spoke softly.

I saw that there was no so-called secret realm of immortals, but some were desolate, red ancient lands, and continuous black mountains.

Hey... Dao Tianjun found that the weird grandfather was missing.

Looking around, Fu Xuan's figure would not be seen.

"Grandpa Weird, where are you? Did you go to do your hair? Don't leave me alone."

Dao Tianjun shouted at the top of his throat.

This area is empty, vast, and the sound echoes, gradually moving away.

No response was seen.

Dao Tianjun shouted again, "Grandpa Weird, you went to buy oranges, are you going to keep me still?"

After confirming it.

Dao Tianjun understood, and Fu Xuan was lost.

He was helpless about this. With his insight, he had already thought that this was probably the so-called trial.

Shaking his head, Dao Tianjun began his own itinerary.

Time is slowly moving.

Dao Tianjun didn't know how far he had gone, so he was too lazy to calculate.

Walking on this barren land is really boring. At the same time, what makes Dao Tianjun most dissatisfied is that this place is really a place where birds don’t shit.

I've been away for most of the day and haven't even seen a figure.

"My dear grandpa, if you just throw your fucked grandson you just recognized on the wasteland, won't your conscience hurt?"

Dao Tianjun shouted from time to time.

Fang Zheng wouldn't even lose a piece of meat when he shouted, and he would pass the time.

Walking.

Dao Tianjun opened his throat when he was in trouble.

On the other side.

In the middle of the wasteland, the ancient peak where the bronze fairy temple stands.

Ancient Bronze Temple.

There were still those figures sitting in the palace, but today there were several more figures than usual. They were magnificent and looked like immortals, and they were no worse than those figures.

Among them, Fu Xuan's figure also appeared.

Each of them had a torch, like two stars hanging in the sky, both of which were a mysterious mirror staring towards the center of the palace.

A piece of wasteland was reflected on the mirror, and Dao Tianjun's figure was also on it.

"Is there any kind-hearted person? My grandfather is lost. His name is Fu Xuan..."

There was a sound coming out of the mirror.

Listen to this sound and the sounds that kept coming out before.

The people in the Bronze Immortal Palace were extremely strange, and Fu Xuan felt a gaze.

"Interesting little human guy."

A low body as heavy as a thunderbolt was affected, and it was a figure like an iron tower, with a breath like a tiger or a dragon.

"Is he really the holy son chosen by the Dragon King?" A female voice sounded, extremely charming. From the voice, you can hear that the master of the voice must be a charming woman.

At the same time, the charming voice sounded again.

"That's true to your strange temperament, Fu Xuan, huh..."

"I'm going to kill him, this brat."

Fu Xuan's beard was about to rise up, and he was almost shameless to see someone.

On the other side.

Big Mao, a little boy who is only three years old.

He was playing at the entrance of the village and he lifted a ball not far away.
To be continued...