"Wow~" the baby cried again, his voice rising to the sky.

And this time, even Kui Niu and Xianhe had to lower their heads and crawl on the ground. Even the fight between the Huo Dou and the Beiluo Master Sect stopped and lay on the ground, but their eyes were still staring at each other. This matter was not over!

Shao Siming held the baby and looked at the Huaying Sword Spirit in confusion, completely blocked. How could such a big Wuchenzi become a baby?

"I don't know either!" Huaying Sword Spirit shook his head. Others' slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack off their slack

"Master!" The sword spirit of the painting shadow fell into the cocoon and picked up the Zhuanxu dictionary and called out.

However, there was no response in Zhuanxu's scriptures.

"Don't you explain?" In the sky, Dayi looked at Emperor Zhuanxu and asked.

"Explanation? What a nonsense. How can I know what this is? I just sniffed for a while, and then he became like this!" Emperor Zhuanxu said angrily. How could my good disciple become a baby after sniffed for a while?

"So many immortals are watching. Can I come out and say I don't know? Do I want my emperor's face?" Emperor Zhuanxu rolled his eyes and continued.

"I thought of a possibility!" Dayi said.

"What?" Emperor Zhuanxu immediately grabbed Dayi's hand and asked, showing his nervousness and concern at this moment.

"Transformation!" Dayi said.

"Chifan?" Emperor Zhuanxu frowned and pondered, but still didn't understand what it was!

"In ancient times, no matter which race it was, it was not born powerful. Therefore, when some ferocious beasts grew up to a certain extent, they would transform themselves into mortality, turn themselves back to their childhood, and then grow again to increase their potential. For example, locusts!" said Dayi.

"Locust?" Emperor Zhuanxu frowned, then looked at Wuchenzi in Shao Siming's hand and understood.

"See the master!" The sword spirit of the painting shadow looked at Emperor Zhuanxu who emerged from the Zhuanxu scripture and hurriedly saluted.

Emperor Zhuanxu nodded faintly, looked at the baby in Shao Siming's arms, and said calmly: "I'm just fussing. In the past, his talent was too poor, which limited his final achievements. So now he mainly uses the Taoist scriptures and injects the Taoist scriptures into his body, becomes an innate Taoist body, and grows and practices again! Just like a locust that has to go through three stages in her life, eggs, nymphs, and adults!"

"Locust?" The immortals nodded, worthy of being the emperor, and their knowledge was broader than them.

"Why do I think it's better to be a butterfly?" A fairy god murmured in a low voice.

Emperor Zhuanxu looked at Dayi with a black line, but did he hear it, saying that butterflies are better, what are you talking about?
Chapter completed!