Burial of Heaven: I am the Emperor, breaking the taboo and returning to the heavens

The two reached a consensus and flashed towards the young man.

Three days later, at the outskirts of Yunsheng Mountains in the Demon Realm.

The weakened young man looked at Mu Changqing and the old Taoist priest with a puzzled look.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist coughed and spoke loudly.

"I am a great hidden master. I came into the world this time to find a successor. Young man, I see that you have extraordinary talents. Are you willing to be my disciple?"

The young man stared blankly at the wretched monster that suddenly ran out, and was speechless for a moment.

After a long while, the young man hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"You're not a bad person, are you?"

"You are a poor boy, alone and helpless, what can I possibly do to you?"

"That makes sense, but why should I take you as my master?"

The old Taoist sneered and waved his hand, and the surrounding environment changed rapidly.

The essence of the Great Dao, the source of primordial chaos, and the ultimate truth of heaven and earth appeared one after another in the eyes of the young man.

Afterwards, the old Taoist priest directly pulled the young man into the long river of time, allowing him to feel the vast power of the heavens and the brilliance of the endless ultimate way.

After a while, the young man knelt down obediently and kowtowed, worshipping the old Taoist priest as his master.

"Zhang Fanchen greets the Master."

The old Taoist nodded with a hint of satisfaction. When he thought that he was better than the Demon Ancestor, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

From beginning to end, Mu Changqing never spoke a word, like an outsider.

Taking in apprentices? He couldn't do it.

What's more, this guy is the spokesperson chosen by the Demon Ancestor.

If the Demon Ancestor comes and causes trouble, it has nothing to do with him.

After all, what does the disciple accepted by the old Taoist priest have to do with Mu Changqing?

At most, he was just a bystander watching the fun.

If a fight really breaks out, just be a spectator.

The old Taoist priest looked very proud. After a moment, he helped Zhang Fanchen up and spoke.

"As a gift, I will grant you supreme fortune, so that you can feel the essence of the Great Dao and achieve ultimate transformation. From now on, you will have no more shackles in your practice."

Before Zhang Fanchen could react, the old Taoist threw him directly into the source of the Tao to bathe in the essence of the Tao.

"Emperor Zang, why don't you choose to accept him in person? With your means and your way of cultivation, you will surely be able to transcend the constraints of heaven and earth and achieve a different way in the future."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changqing waved his hand and a courtyard appeared on the spot. The layout of the courtyard was similar to that of the Yunyu Realm.

After sitting down leisurely, Mu Changqing said lightly.

"My way is not suitable for him. He just needs a guide, no matter who comes."

The old Taoist nodded slightly in agreement with this destined protagonist.

No matter what the beginning is, the final achievement is unimaginable.

Especially for those with Hongmeng luck, becoming an Immortal Emperor is not the end for them, but a new starting point.

"But this guy's bloodline is too weird. He actually has nearly three levels of innate god and devil bloodline. His father must be no ordinary person."

The old Taoist priest tried to deduce the identity of Zhang Fanchen's father, but was obscured and could not deduce it.

It can conceal the existence of the innate creatures, so it is obvious that they are innate creatures.

"It doesn't matter. The dark forces hiding behind the scenes will eventually show up."

Mu Changqing said indifferently.

For those with Hongmeng destiny, one cannot arbitrarily deduce.

Because of their existence, they are all protected by innate creatures.

As for Li Lingyun, it was indeed a coincidence.

Since the conspiracy fell on him, the cold woman could only blame herself for her bad luck.

However, Mu Changqing always felt that what the Demon Ancestor's spokesperson had discovered was too simple.

I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong. Everything seemed to be going smoothly and there was no problem.

"Oh, trouble."

Mu Changqing shook his head helplessly and complained in his heart.

Glancing at the smug-looking old Taoist priest, Mu Changqing really didn't know whether this guy was really stupid or fearless.

However, Mu Changqing never let down his guard against the old Taoist priest.

After all, how could the Lord of the Three Thousand Great Daos, the Dao Ancestor who is on par with the Demon Ancestor, be a person with a simple mind?

A month later, Zhang Fanchen has undergone a qualitative transformation.

The figure is no longer weakened, but has a faint sense of muscle.

His gaze became sharper, and his aura became deeper.

After all, if one sees the essence of Tao, how can one not undergo transformation?

In just one month, he advanced from the Kaimai Realm to the Wugong Realm and entered the Liuji Realm.

This kind of talent is extremely extraordinary.

Seeing the old Taoist priest constantly deceiving Zhang Fanchen, he could not develop a good impression of the demons.

He was an abandoned child by the demons, his mother was imprisoned by the demons, and his father was hunted by the demons.

Mu Changqing couldn't help but suspect that this old Taoist priest had stayed in Hongmeng for too long and came to the heavens out of boredom.

As for his feud with the Demon Ancestor, it is probably a mixture of truth and falsehood.

On this day, Mu Changqing had a feeling. A faint light flashed in his purple eyes, and he looked up in a certain direction of the Demon Realm.

The figure disappeared into the courtyard.

The old Taoist priest glanced at it and didn't care, and continued to supervise Zhang Fanchen's practice.

Not long after, Mu Changqing appeared in a restricted area of ​​the Demon Realm.

This place is filled with a large number of terrifying monsters, brutal and murderous.

Normally, no monks dare to set foot here easily.

At this time, a strong young man with his upper body naked was fighting with a monster.

The man had a bald head without a single strand of hair, and his naked upper body was extremely muscular, as if a young dragon was hovering above him, full of power.

The most peculiar thing was that the man was fighting the monster with pure physical strength, and there was not a single spiritual power in his body.

In Mu Changqing's perception, the man was not unwilling to use his spiritual power, but he did not have the cultivation level.

It is easy to imagine how terrifying it would be for a mortal to compete with a Soul Infant Realm monster in physical strength with pure physical strength.

Mu Changqing did not disturb them, but hid in the void and watched the scene quietly.

"Interesting, this physique, I've never seen it before."

Half an incense stick later, the bald man beat the monster to death with his fists, and then sat down on the ground with a tired look on his face.

"Fuck, that's really tough."

The man cursed and tore off the bloody raw meat of the monster, chewing it to replenish his energy.

At this moment, Mu Changqing took a step forward and appeared in front of the bald man with a deep look on his face.

The moment Mu Changqing appeared, the surrounding space changed silently and this space and time was isolated.

When the bald man saw Mu Changqing appear, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and quickly stood up with a look of vigilance.

Suddenly, the bald man did something that surprised Mu Changqing.

There was a loud bang, and the bald man fell to his knees.

"Greetings, sir."

Mu Changqing was silent for a moment, a look of interest flashed across his face, and he asked with a faint smile.

"It seems you know something, interesting, tell me, what do you mean?"

The bald man touched his bald head, gave a silly smile, and spoke after a moment of hesitation.

"Well, I don't know you, sir, but my intuition tells me that it would be easy for you to kill me."

Looking at the monstrous golden dragon luck behind the bald man, it is even better than Ye Yu's.

He couldn't help but wonder, is this guy really the son of the destined protagonist?

After a moment's silence, Mu Changqing continued to speak calmly.

"So you just give in every time you meet someone you can't beat? You were so brave just now because you knew you could kill the monster?"

"That's right, hehe."

With a silly laugh, the bald man changed the subject and continued.

"But you seem to be different from everyone I've met. I will definitely be able to defeat the opponents I met before in the future, but you... I will still not be able to defeat you in the future."

There was confusion in the bald man's eyes. This was unprecedented and really puzzled him.