Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 272
Beidou, somewhere in the ancient mountains of Zhongzhou.

A handsome, tall, horny young man sits cross-legged on the bank of a deep lake with his eyes closed, as if he is enlightening and practicing.

It seems that the age is not very old, and the breath of life is vigorous, but the young man exudes an aura that makes the raptors and beasts around thousands of miles fear and tremble. He is actually a king of Dao Slashing.

Even in the ancient times, saints did not always manifest, and the king was already a prince-like existence, capable of commanding a vast area.

For such a young king, even among the major royal families, he should be the best among them.

And this handsome young man is naturally Fu Xing.

As the descendant of Du Shendao and Mingzun at the same time, it is not surprising that he has such a cultivation level at this age.

The towering ancient trees, the majestic and stretching mountains, and the steaming dragon energy of the earth veins are really good places for enlightenment.

Suddenly, a gap opened in the void behind him, and the light and shadow were colorful in it.

Fu Xing opened his eyes with a "swish", the light in his eyes was like lightning.

Immediately it turned into a divine rainbow, and went away without looking back.

At the same time, he has already secretly hooked up with the underground dragon and set up a killing formation. If someone dares to chase after him, he will definitely suffer a big loss!
Although he was running away, Fu Xing's divine sense was still paying attention to the situation behind him.

Unexpectedly, the expected enemy did not show up, and the killing array was not triggered in the induction of spiritual sense, only felt that the place was empty, and there was nothing there.

Could it be that I have been hunted down too much recently, and I have become a frightened bird?
Fu Xing couldn't help being suspicious, but it was more likely that the cultivation base of the visitor was far higher than his own.

At the thought of this possibility, he couldn't help but stand on his hairs.

Just when Fu Xing's thoughts were ups and downs, a rather familiar hearty laughter came from the lakeside:
"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few days. Little Fu Xing, your ability to escape has improved to a higher level."

Fu Xing quickly turned his head and looked at it with joy.

I saw a figure standing upright by the lake, surrounded by a hazy fairy mist, not at all like a person in the world of mortals, as if he might fly away at any time.

Who is it if it's not Zhou Luo?
With a half-smile expression on Zhou Luo's face, he looked at Fu Xing who was not far away.

Beside him, Duan De's face turned black into coal.

There was an ominous premonition in his heart, but Fu Xing still honestly flew back to the original place, and bowed respectfully:
"Fu Xing paid homage to Patriarch Tianzun and met his uncle."

"Hmph!" Duan De turned his head, quite upset.

Not knowing how he offended his uncle, Fu Xing quickly gave Zhou Luo a look of asking for help.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo smiled and shook his head:

"I made a bet with your uncle. Although he lost, it doesn't hurt."

"Let me ask you, what's the matter with you boy? I can't even recognize my breath, uncle, and I run away when I see people? Who did you learn this from?"

After all, he was brought up by himself, so it is impossible for Duan De to be really angry. Seeing that he was in a mess, like a frightened bird, he couldn't help but worry and ask questions.

Duan De is now at the quasi-emperor's cultivation level, but if he cares a little bit, he will be in chaos.

On the other side, with a turn of Zhou Luo's mind, he understood the cause and effect.

It turned out that Fu Xing's identity was exposed and was learned by many ancient sects that he was the descendant of the former human race supreme in the Kunlun sect.

No matter what he thinks in his heart, the Human Race Great Religion respects him on the surface.

However, there are many people in the ten thousand races who have different ideas.

Especially the big royal family—the Guangming clan, they lost the god refining pot first.

Later, the Supreme Being of the Human Race slaughtered a supreme being in the ancient mine in the early days.

Perhaps, others don't know, but how could the Guangming people not notice.

At the moment of the unnamed Supreme's fall, in the ancestral land of the Guangming Clan, all the objects that were contaminated with the aura of the once invincible ancient emperor burst apart.

And no matter how high or low her cultivation was, or how close her blood was, the ancient queen's heart trembled, and a piercing pain emerged.

Only then did many people realize that the ancestor did not die, but entered the ancient mine in the early days, but eventually fell into the hands of the supreme human race.

This is really blood feud.

It's a pity that the gap between the two is too great, and the Guangming people can't afford to take revenge on the human supreme.

Even though he didn't dare to kill Fu Xing, chasing him down and running away with his head in his arms can still relieve the hatred in his heart.

Knowing the thoughts of the Guangming Clan, Zhou Luo shook his head.

It is true that the Emperor Guangming took action against him, although death is not a pity, but these small troubles of the Guangming clan did not fall into his eyes.

Although Zhou Luo didn't care, it didn't mean that others did too.

Hearing Fu Xing tell the whole story about the future, Duan De's eyes flashed a sly look, and immediately opened his eyes with anger:

"What the hell! A so-called royal family dares to do something to my nephew. Daoist, I will make them remember!"

Seeing Duan De's appearance that he must ask for an explanation for him, Fu Xing couldn't help showing a look of admiration and anticipation, but then he seemed to think of something, and said suspiciously:
"Uncle, don't you want to dig a grave again?"

Duan De raised his eyebrows, showing sullenness, and reprimanded:

"What grave-digging! How many times has my uncle told you that it is a great archaeological undertaking! I want to see if they are really descendants of ancient queens, or are they just bluffing!"

Duan De looked like he was speaking righteously, but in fact he was pretty good at it.

He knew that the ancient imperial soldiers of the Guangming clan were still suppressed by Zhou Luo, and the Guangming emperor had long since fallen, so no one could support them anymore.

But Duan De is now the real quasi-emperor, and it is more than enough to run wild with Beidou.

Seeing Taoist Duan's arrogant face, Zhou Luo was extremely upset, and immediately smiled and said:

"Coincidentally, the deity also thought that it's time to return the pot of refining gods to the Guangming tribe. If that's the case, let's go on the road together with you."

Hearing this, Duan De staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Immediately turning around, with a hypocritical smile on his face, he said:
"Well, Tianzun, you have just returned from the underworld, why do you go in person for a mere Guangming clan? Why don't you let the poor Taoist do it for you, and promise to send the refining pot to the hands of the Guangming clan's fellow Taoists."

here you are?Meat buns beat the black emperor, right?

Regarding this, Zhou Luo only teased and said:
"Don't worry, Daoist, I guarantee that you won't be attacked by the emperor's soldiers."

"So good, so good."

The little Jiujiu in his heart was pierced, but Duan De showed no signs of change on his face, making Fu Xing who was watching beside him dumbfounded.

Seeing that Zhou Luo seemed to be leaving, the latter hurriedly said:
"Ancestor!"

Zhou Luo slightly raised his hand to stop:

"Your thinking is clear. Now you have successfully cut the Dao, and you have already defeated Beidou's younger generation, and you have no intention of tempering yourself above the saint. Beidou is indeed no longer suitable for your practice."

The thoughts in his heart were completely understood by the patriarch, so Fu Xing hurriedly asked for advice:
"I don't know if the patriarch can send me outside the territory, I want to fight against the arrogance of all races in the universe!"

Fu Xing's eyes are confident and invincible, obviously full of curiosity and longing for the depths of the universe.

Seeing this, a mysterious smile appeared on Zhou Luo's face:

"It's good if you have this heart. However, it's better to wait for a while, the deity has his own arrangements."

　The third update will be around 23:23 (ps: if it is later, it may not be updated until around 30:[-], I am very sorry)
　
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