It makes the dead father uneasy.

I believe that no matter how thick the face of Dadi is, he will probably feel a little ashamed.

"However, judging from his attitude towards men and women, he is probably not very reliable in managing his tribe."

Qin Xuan said this, and it really made the boss believe it.

The boss was extremely angry at this time and wanted to immediately cleanse his son.

But Qin Xuan had already arrived at this time, and he had to do serious things first.

"I've caused you trouble. I will definitely find a way to deal with him."

After hearing what the boss said, Qin Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, just know that it has caused trouble for yourself.

It seems that although that boy Dadi is not a good thing, his father is a person with a general knowledge of politeness.

Seeing Qin Xuan nodding, a bitter smile appeared on Dadi's face.

"There is only one dragon that can lead to the lotus in the center of the earth. I hope you can successfully find the right path."

After hearing what the boss said, Qin Xuan couldn't help but ask:

"Are there any characteristics about this correct dragon?"

Could it be that Boss is waiting here just to say this?

Since this is the case, he might as well sit in the Wangui Grottoes. At least there are still people chatting about it.

However, the boss shook his head and a little helplessness appeared on his face.

"When the saints were laying out, my life span was not long, and the boy from Dadi also saw it."

The boss smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The saint believed in him, but he did not believe in his son very much.

I was reluctant to say something to him.

The saint left the things of the Wood Spirit tribe in the hands of the fuzzy.

Although it was not good for her to hold those two things, she could see the trust of the saint in her from this place.

However, the things left by the saints in the Tuling tribe were placed in this deep tomb.

"So this correct dragon, I don't know either.

But the saint said that you can definitely see it.”

After saying this, the boss sighed and disappeared.

For a dead person.

Is there anything that will be a bigger blow than a son’s failure?

Obviously there isn't.

Qin Xuan looked at the nine winding dragons and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

He now has the strength to be in the mid-stage fusion period, and can be regarded as a boss in the prehistoric world.

But in this tomb, his strength seems to be just a threshold.

It can be said that if Qin Xuan had not been stronger than the ordinary fusion period, he might have lost his life now.

Therefore, if there is any killing situation on this wrong dragon, he may not be able to break out.

Qin Xuan simply sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at it carefully.

These nine dragons are exactly the same in terms of thickness and length, and there is no difference.

Judging from the big appearance alone, there is absolutely no problem.

But when his eyes fell on the dragon's face, Qin Xuan found that the expressions of the nine dragons were actually different.

What he is looking at now is a dragon that is angry.

After staring at it for a long time, something else appeared on the dragon's back.

It was the scene where Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain.

Without any twists and turns, the world will be determined.

The flood poured down from the sky.

No matter how many times I read the text, I didn’t see the scene so shockingly.

The falling sky water directly flooded the entire human world in an instant.

The land became a prehistoric world, and the floods swallowed countless lives.

At that moment, all the dead had to do it.

Qin Xuan was also a person who was used to big scenes, and he couldn't help but tremble when he saw this scene.

Not to mention ordinary recognition, I am afraid that for the cultivator, this is a life-and-death disaster.

He withdrew his gaze and his eyes fell on the back of a smiling dragon.

The scene is not that grand now. Only Xiao Qingzhu holds the account book in her hand, not knowing what she is recording.

While recording, he smiled and turned his head to speak.

This scene of time is quiet and peaceful. Qin Xuan once owned it, but he lost it.

If Qin Xuan had chosen based on his first feeling, he would have embarked on this path without hesitation.

But at the same time, Qin Xuan knew very well that this path here was definitely wrong.

He closed his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked at another dragon.

After looking at all the things on the dragon's back, Qin Xuan finally determined his goal.

It was a dragon face that was neither happy nor sad, with drooping eyes.

It was obviously a sculpture dragon, but unexpectedly there was a sense of compassion that the Taoist ancestor was neither happy nor sad.

But the scene on the back of this dragon is particularly different.

Not only are there no grand scenes, there is not even a shadow of a person.

There is only one way paved with blood.

Qin Xuan understood that this is called change.

It was sacrificed to protect the interests of most people.

Such a choice is understandable.

But the question is, is this small group of people absolutely wrong?

Those ancient gods who do not regard human life as human beings are wrong, demon gods who like to be cannibalistic are wrong, and saints who make believers sacrifice their lives are wrong.

But the key is that there are many other existences like the Saint Chongjing who died in the change.

What's wrong with them?

Qin Xuan raised his foot and embarked on this path of change.

He saw a little baby lying in the stamens of a lotus flower and drifting down the river.

A serious old man in Taoist robe reached out to carry the baby up.

The baby was not afraid of the serious expression on the old man's face, and even reached out to touch the old man's nose.

Under the little guy's riot, the old man quickly couldn't maintain his serious expression.

A helpless smile appeared on his face, and he also touched the baby's soft hair.

"You come from the river of heaven, and you have expressed your respect for the upper realm and carried the vision of the lower realm for the upper realm.

In this way, you call Chongjing."

In a blink of an eye, the baby grew up.

He can run away and make trouble, and he will also eavesdrop on the conversation between his master and his senior brother.

The senior brother, who was always peaceful and elegant in the past, looked particularly excited on this day.

He even accidentally broke a beloved cup of his master.

"Impossible, Nuwa must have attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven!"

The senior brother was extremely excited, but the master did not defend him, but just shook his head and sighed.

In another blink of an eye, the woman who eavesdrops on her senior brother and her master's speech had a horrifying aura on her body.

It should be a good thing to prove the truth and become a saint, but her senior brother and master are both very serious.

"I don't care why Chongjing broke through at this critical moment, but I really can't bear it..."

A look of excitement appeared on the woman's face.

She had eavesdropped on this secret for a long time, and finally came to the time to know the truth.

However, the next second, the old Taoist interrupted the senior brother's words.

"Okay, she will be fine."
Chapter completed!