Since he had already revealed his body, Li Moyang simply stopped hiding.

Come here, boy.

Li Moyang waved to Su Qian with a clever move.

Su Qianjue slowly supported himself, threw the Snow Sword to Situ Qingyan at will, and walked forward.

Situ Qingyan held the snow and felt happy. Sure enough, this bastard still trusted me.

Master Lu, who was standing by, looked straight and looked straight. It seemed that the rumors in the world were wrong.

Looking at the peach blossoms on his face and holding Situ Qingyan tightly with the smile of snow, Lu Zhibai's mouth twitched.

That's what it means to be held hostage, it's clear that he is voluntarily paying back and willingly becoming a prisoner of this guy

Master Lu was very hurt.

It’s unreasonable that good things fall on this guy.

Is it because Lu Zhibai is not handsome enough, or is it because the world no longer loves him?

The first time Mr. Lu began to doubt the identity of his son in his world in his heart.

The Martial Arts Emperor has the title of the Snow, and the sister of the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance favors her.

Apart from no background, this guy is basically the best

Lu Zhibai thought to himself, and was a little depressed for a moment.

I can only silently comfort myself with a father.

Su Qianjue could not feel the complaints from Mr. Lu, so he walked straight to Li Moyang and stood there.

Looking at the young man who looked straight at himself without any retardation.

Li Moyang felt a little moved. He was so sharp back then, right?

Time is ruthless, and time passes by.

The world of the world will always belong to young people.

What else can I fight for if I am old like him who step into the coffin halfway?

Shaking his head, Li Moyang withdrew his thoughts and said in a deep voice to Su Qianjue: Let go of your mind, I will keep you from healing you.

Su Qianjue was also so cheerful that he did not take any precautions and allowed Li Moyang to press his palm on his heavenly cover.

As the palm pressed down, a powerful energy that was surrounded by all rivers burst out.

From the top of Su Qianjue's head, it penetrated through his body, repairing every inch of his muscles and bones.

While Li Moyang was healing Su Qianjue's injuries, he naturally inevitably found out the situation in Su Qianjue's body.

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Moyang's eyes, and he couldn't help but speak: No, why are your boy's meridians shorter than ordinary people?

Is there any problem?

Su Qianjue asked.

How can you practice so quickly to the great perfection of your mindfulness?

Li Moyang was surprised. He needed to practice hard and accumulate internal breath over time until his body was filled and he finally reached the Great Perfection of Mind.

In other words, as long as you can enter martial arts, no matter how poor a person has, as long as he continues to practice, he can theoretically reach the peak of lyricism, provided that he can live long enough.

But even if you reach the peak of thought and have an old body, you will only have the realm of cultivation. If you fight, your old bones will fall apart.

Only when you reach the state of divine enlightenment, your body communicates with the world, and you are nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth at every moment.

Therefore, the body can always maintain its peak state, and even on the day of old age and death, it can still exert its peak combat power.

This means that the Grand Master of the Divine Realm has a strategic and important position in that country or force.

Therefore, the court prohibits the court from dying enemies, and the Grandmaster prohibits attacking innocent people around another Grandmaster.

It is to prevent both sides from forming a feud and never ending.

Therefore, over the years, there have been few deeds of the fall of the Grand Master.

Everyone can live long enough, so there is no need to fight to the death.

Li Moyang sensed that Su Qianjue's roots and bones were as short as those of ordinary people.

But it is really incredible that you have already broken through the realm and become utterly amazing at this age.

Even if he has a very high understanding, it is still a matter of being tragic.

Su Qianjue looked silent, and he didn't know how to explain.

If I say that I was at the peak of my sect at the age of seven, would you believe it?

Su Qianjue spoke after a while in silence.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Zhibai and Situ Qingyan both widened their eyes and looked at him in horror.

Initiation?

Li Moyang immediately thought of this possibility.

Yes. Su Qianjue replied.

impossible!

Li Moyang affirmed.

A powerful man in the divine realm who is close to his life cannot pass the power and initiation, and a great master in the divine realm cannot turn a person into a Grand Master initiation.

If you act forcibly, you will die!

What if it's not trance?

Su Qianjue said lightly.

Li Moyang's pupils suddenly contracted and he said in a deep voice: Gui Xuan? That would also cost a huge price.

Moreover, the Taoist lord who had not returned to the Xuan Realm in the Central Plains has been walking in the world for a long time.

Su Qianjue continued to remain silent and did not answer again.

There is one Taoist in the Central Plains at home

But he couldn't explain.

As for the incident of reaching the peak of my sect at the age of seven, it is even more impossible to explain it to Li Moyang clearly.

Li Moyang is right. Even a Taoist lord will suffer a great backlash.

The method of initiation is to go against the heavens and to the heavens. The cause and effect of the Taoist king dare not easily bear it.

But, what about Guixuan

Being asked by Li Moyang like this reminded Su Qianjue of an unscrupulous old man.

One morning, the boy was roasting a big sand sculpture and asked an unscrupulous old man: Master, is the legendary Taoist lord flying in the sky and hiding everything?

I saw the old man lying on the bench glance at the young man with a squint eyes and said disdainfully: "Your Daojun?" A group of frogs in the well, the title of "It's quite cool."

Then are you the Taoist Lord? If not, why haven’t I died after giving me the initiation?

The boy asked.

Ouch.

With a crisp sound, the boy covered his head and cried in pain.

With his fingers taken back, the old man touched his beard and narrowed his eyes to the blue sky.

Bad boy, I want to die so much? I don’t know how long I can live. What’s the big deal about giving you a life span of hundreds of years.

Your dear adoptive father also asked me this when he was young, "Didn't I live a good life now?"

Taoist Lord? He is just a bigger ant.

The old man sneered and looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The boy squatted aside, covering the swollen and painful head shell with one hand, and continued to honestly roast the sand sculpture with the other hand.

When Li Moyang saw Su Qianjue silent, he waved his hand and said: Forget it, don’t say it if you don’t want to say it. I’m just curious. That successful person always has some unique opportunities.

At this time, Lu Zhibai walked to Su Qianjue with his chin, frowned, and kept looking up and down.

What are you doing?

Su Qianjue looked at Lu Zhibai who had been wandering around him, and was a little unaware of it.

I said to Brother Jue, to be honest, are you my brother who has been separated for many years?

Master Lu asked with a serious expression.

Are you sick?

Su Qianjue said coldly.

Alas no, don't you think we are very similar?
To be continued...