Puff ~

The streamer dissipates.

An Qisheng raised his palm and frowned slightly. This attempt failed.

It’s not that he cannot give the “God” to the Heart Ape, but that the Heart Ape is unruly, even if he doesn’t resist himself, he still resists this spiritual template and fails to do his best.

But he was not disappointed, because this path can indeed reduce the long period of gestation for the "god" to some extent.

If he fails once, he will do it again. What he lacks the most is the opportunity and time for trial and error.

"It is indeed a great way to gather the masses to practice. No wonder, anyone who has achieved something in all realms must establish a sect and preach the Dharma, and to obtain the Dharma..."

The world is to spread the Dharma for the immortality of the Tao and to gather people to practice. Tens of millions of people practice my Dharma. Anyone who gains something will be worth it.

The thought that arose disappeared immediately. An Qisheng gently pressed his palm and another fiery red light came from the Divine Court.

Try and continue.

.........

Huh ~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly turned over and sat up, his eyes swept around.

No discovery was made.

But most of the food he prepared disappeared out of thin air.

Where did this thief come from?

Yuan Duxiu frowned and felt something was wrong. He was not surprised when the thief stole things, and he was not surprised to see that he was seriously injured and stole himself, but he just stole food.

I stole it for more than ten days, and after being alert, I was able to hide it from myself. This is something wrong.

People with such methods need to steal food?

He couldn't help but look on the "little old man" who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief and was also a little surprised.

It seems to be a little open?

It seems not as wrinkled as before...

‘Is it my little brother?’

Yuan Duxiu had a strange thought in his heart, and then he dispelled the idea.

He also heard that there were some talented people in the world. He was born to know that he was already familiar with writing at one year old, but his younger brother only had ten days.

Moreover, the food that disappeared was probably as big as his thirty, so he couldn't eat it.

Can......

"Young Master Yuan?"

At this moment, a knock on the door came.

Yuan Duxiu frowned and raised his vigilance in his heart.

When he stood up, his injuries were not recovered for more than ten days, but he gradually became familiar with the life of one hand and one foot.

Huh ~

He swung his abandoned arm without any sense and rolled his crutch, clamped it under his armpit, and limped out the door.

Click ~

The door was kicked open.

A tall and burly middle-aged man walked in with a sneer in his face, carrying a young man who looked like a servant:

"Young Master Yuan, you're not running slowly."

Yuan Duxiu looked at the person who came expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man was named Mu Hewu, and he was an enemy he formed in Dingtian City. Among all his enemies, he could only be regarded as a small person, but he did not expect that he was the first to come to him.

"But I forgot that you are not only a useless person, but also a mute who can't speak."

Mu Hewu smiled happily: "That day, you kicked me downstairs on the Zhengyang Tower and made me kneel on the long street, which made me feel in pain. Have you ever thought about today?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes turned cold.

"Do you want to say that you offended so many people, why is the first person to come to me who is just a little person like me?"

Mu Hewu was tall and looked at Yuan Duxiu condescendingly: "I know they are afraid of what you get, but for me, a small character in your eyes, are you willing to use it?"

His expression was fun.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although Yuan Duxiu is only a mediocre person in the "Tianjiao City", he was also a well-known young talent in Dingtian City back then.

If he hadn't opened his eyes and offended the one in "Wanfa Tower", he wouldn't have had the chance to stand in front of him.

"Kneel down."

Mu Hewu threw it away casually, and the servant was thrown to the street outside like a scarecrow. He looked at Yuan Duxiu coldly, and a happy and ferocious light flashed in his eyes:

"Just like you asked me to kneel back then!"

Of course he knew what those people behind him wanted to do, but he was willing to accept it. He would finally get the humiliation of kneeling on the long street back then!

He didn't believe that Yuan Duxiu would take action.

Even if his hidden thing was destroyed by martial arts, he had never used his hands and feet. How could he stand on a small character like himself?

They dare not gamble, but they dare to gamble!

Are you going to kneel?

Or should we die together?

Yuan Duxiu's face darkened, and his heart seemed to be burning. If it were a few years ago, how could Mu Hewu dare to clamor in front of him?

But now...

Thinking of his little brother who had no ability to survive in the house, his knuckles were white.

"Who do you want to kneel?"

Just as Mu Hewu's eyes became more and more happy, a cold voice exploded in the yard.

A figure suddenly appeared in the yard like a ghost.

The man was wearing a blue dress and was slender and upright, with a handsome face under his sword eyebrows, and his eyes were as bright as the morning stars.

He stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and a condensing and heavy aura filled the surroundings.

“Ah~”

Mu Hewu's eyes were so bitter that he roared and fell to the ground with a thud.

The hard ground in the courtyard shattered, and cracks spread like spider webs.

He roared in pain, his hands firmly on the ground, unwilling to accept it and fear: "How could the Blue Narcissus man be, how could it be..."

"Young Master's name is also your name?"

The man in blue raised his sword eyebrows and brushed his robe. The invisible airflow poured back and hit Mu Hewu out of the yard with a bang.

Accompanied by a dull sound of landing, bursts of exclamations came from the long street.

‘Blue Narcissus is back…’

Yuan Duxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he stayed in Blue Water City was naturally not to wait for his enemies to come, but to wait for Blue Water Narcissus.

Blue Water City is not big, but it also has masters.

This master is Blue Narcissus.

Blue Narcissus' grandfather was the founder of Blue Water City. The original Lan family was just a small family. Although they controlled Blue Water City, they were still not as good as their Yuan family.

Until the Blue Narcissus.

This blue daffodil is born with a strange phenomenon. On the day of his birth, the clear water of Longjiang River is like the blue sky, and the sky and water are all in love to celebrate Lanshui Town.

If an exiled immortal descends to the world.

Therefore, his father and ancestor took "Immortal" as his name, meaning an immortal of blue water.

The Blue Narcissus indeed lived up to the expectations of his father and ancestors. He showed his amazing talent as soon as he was born. At the age of three, he "convinced and refined his body" was powered by the power of nine oxen and two tigers.

At the age of nine, he "gathered spiritual stars to Longjiang". If there is a big river to follow him, it has been more than 200 years of cultivation for his ancestors and is regarded as a stunning talent.

It also inspired the elder of the "Taiyi Sect" of the world to come thousands of miles to bring him under his sect, and he was the real pride of heaven.

He had never been to Dingtian City, but he was as famous as the genius who was "Wanfa Forest Rising Dragon" and "Jingyang Mountain Wu Er" and was an immortal in Dingtian City's "One Immortal, One Dragon, One Martial Arts".

Compared to him, he is truly a mediocre person.

"I am Lan Liu, a boy holding a sword under the young master."

After sending Mu Hewu casually, the man in blue turned around and glanced at Yuan Duxiu indifferently: "You are lucky. The young master just happened to be back. Since you want to offer treasures, please follow me!"
To be continued...