"Emperor, do you know why I pretended to be the emperor?"

"That's because you are too weak. You don't look like an emperor, but a fugitive. Wherever the Jin soldiers attack, you will escape...!"

"But I didn't expect that you just got cruel and lost three thousand lives...! You have to be responsible for them..." Chu Fengyou said coldly, staring at the pile of corpses and blood in front of him.

The emperor looked at Chu Feng, as if he was looking at a devil, and was extremely frightened, and he was incontinent: "What are you going to do...! Don't kill me!"

"Of course you will not be able to escape if you want to kill you..." Chu Feng's eyes flashed with splendor, and each splendor seemed to be a sharp sword, shooting into the emperor's heart.

The emperor was in a daze, his eyes opened and closed, and he fell into the deepest hypnosis.

"Go, go and atone for sins...!"

After the will was poured into the emperor's mind, Chu Feng disappeared into the palace.

The next thing has nothing to do with him, no matter whether the accident occurs or not.

He has already obtained what he wants.

...

The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun sets in the long river is round.

A carriage was driving on a not-so-flat road, but it was not bumpy at all, and a gust of true energy dragged the carriage.

The sunset is setting, and a trace of afterglow scatters on the earth, shining on Chu Feng's face, marking a faint sacred light.

"Emperor, you have given me a lot of destiny..." Chu Feng sighed, with a faint joy in his heart.

His face seemed to be a Buddha with gold dyed appearance, full of unpredictable majesty.

The true energy kept stirring in the chest, and it seemed that you could hear the sounds of mountains and rivers, the sounds of people, the sounds of plants and trees, the sounds of insects, and the sounds of thunder...

His body and internal organs were constantly stirring and refining. Suddenly, another ray of vital energy fell down, and he tempered it with the true energy between the internal organs and the flesh.

His internal organs and flesh seemed to have turned into a melting furnace, tempering the sharpest treasure.

"puff!"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and a round bead mixed with black and white odor was spit out by Chu Feng. This was the impurity of the grain.

"We also need to attract the vital energy of heaven and earth into the body again, cooperate with the innate true energy, and polish the flesh orifices before we can transform into the innate body..."

"The innate body is used for the acquired life. Unless it is really a god, without being mixed with grains, eating wind, drinking dew, drinking air and sucking wind, otherwise, you will not be able to escape the poison of the grains...!"

"With my current body, I can't stop eating or drinking. Food and wind and dew are not enough to make up for my consumption...!"

In ancient times, many Taoist priests liked to eat wind and dew in order to achieve fasting. If they only drink a little water every day, they thought they could live a long life.

In fact, this is a big mistake.

If you don’t eat physical objects and just drink water, your stomach’s function will deteriorate, your stomach acid will accumulate, and you will eventually be unable to bear it, and your stomach will perforate.

"Sir, hot tea..." Feng Juancanyun walked over and respectfully handed Chu Feng a cup of hot tea.

Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, took the tea, sucked his lips, and a rich sweet and mellow tea aroma penetrated into his nose.

"What a rich fragrant tea...!" Chu Feng Youran praised.

"This is a tribute tea specialized in the Western Regions... it is not a light tea from the Central Plains that can be compared...!" Feng Juan Canyun lowered his head, and his eyes flashed.

"Well...! Chu Feng glanced at the wind and swept the clouds with a sideways, revealing a playful look, and then drank the hot tea.

Gulu!

When the tea enters the stomach, the true energy is slightly stagnant, and then it is restored to good wishes.

Chu Feng chuckled, wiping out the breath in his body, a stream of tea liquid cleansed back and forth between his lungs, and all the impurities remained were brought out by this stream of tea liquid.

A water sword shot out, rolling up a white airflow, and breaking through the gold and stone.

"Sir, wine..." At this time, a jar of aged wine was taken out by the wind and left to Chu Feng's hand.

"You are more respectful and proactive today than before..."

"By the way, why are you missing in the palace that day..."

Chu Feng took the wine jar, tore the sealing paper, and without saying a word, he took a strong sip. The wine entered his stomach, and a mellow fragrance immediately filled his throat.

"This... I'm going to buy wine for adults..." Feng Juancanyun whispered.

Chu Feng Youran looked at Feng Zhuan Jian Huanyun, then looked at the wine again, shook the wine jar, and drank it down.

"It's indeed a good wine...! The ingredients inside are very sufficient..." Chu Feng took a few more mouthfuls and took a drink.

"This is the Fenjiu that has been around for a hundred years... It is naturally the most useful..." Feng Juan Canyun chuckled.

Chu Feng nodded lightly, looking around. He saw a huge valley ahead, with the afterglow of the sunset. Looking at the valley ahead, it seemed like a huge beast, opening its big mouth that atees people.

"It seems that this is probably here..." Chu Feng's eyes were blurred, and a trace of red clouds appeared slightly on his face.

He did not use his internal strength to dispel the spirit of alcohol, and looked at the world with a confused look, but sometimes it became clearer.

Just like now, his brain is very clear, and any qi is revealed in his sensation, and it is undoubtedly obvious.

"Where is the place in front?" Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and asked Feng Juan Canyun.

"The place ahead is called Luoshen Valley..."

"Lu Shen Valley...has a god once fell here?" Chu Feng asked with a drunken heart.

The horse's hooves pedaled and slowly drove into the valley.

"That's not...! But... it's going to be soon..." Feng Juan Canyun's faint voice came.

"You mean, a god will soon fall here?" Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the cliffs on both sides.

"It's true...!" Feng Juan Canyun smiled mysteriously.

"What are you laughing at? It sounds so terrifying. If there are children here, they will definitely be frightened...!" Chu Feng said softly.

"No, this is not terrible. There will be even more terrifying things later... and monsters will come out!"

"Oh...! I have never seen monsters and ghosts before..." Chu Feng nodded, looked at the sky, and counted vaguely: "I didn't see any monsters and ghosts, I only saw people, one, two, three...eighteen, eighteen people...!"

"You are really drunk. They are demons and ghosts in God's heart, and they are coming to kill God..."

"God? Are you saying I am a god?" Chu Feng laughed a few times, his eyes becoming more blurred, and he said loudly: "Yes, the unparalleled way in the world, the number one person in the world, I am not a god, who is qualified to be?"

"It seems that you are not just a God, but also an arrogant God...!"

A sloppy person walked out of the darkness. His nose was covered with mud, emitting a smell of smell. He seemed to have not washed his face and taken a bath for a year.

"The arrogant god has great weakness, because arrogance generally means conceit...! And conceited people often throw away their heads...!"

An old man with a clear face walked out. He was wearing a blue black robe and holding a long sword in his hand, with a remarkable demeanor.

"A conceited person is like Guan Yu, who is careless and loses Jingzhou, and then loses his head... so do you."

Another person walked out. He was wearing a yellow robe and was elegant and luxurious. He seemed to have been in the upper hand for a long time and had a momentum of life and death.

"It is indeed easy to lose your head if you are arrogant... But I am not arrogant, you don't understand me..."

"Guan Yu is Guan Yu, Guan Yu wins every battle. But I am not Guan Yu. I just like to win in one battle...!" Chu Feng walked off the carriage and stepped on the ground, with his drunken eyes: "It is not a god who wins every battle, it is a mediocre person. A real god only needs to win in one battle...!"

"I just drank the poison, and you guys came..." Chu Feng shook his head.

"The leader of the Beggars' Sect, the head of Qingcheng, and you, are you from the Dali royal family? And those behind you, those fifteen people, you finally want to show up..."

"It seems you knew I had poisoned it long ago." Feng Juan Canyun sneered: "But you drank it all the time, and you were drunk after all."

The head of Qingcheng shouted sternly: "Chu Feng, you break my sect, steal my secret book, and kill my disciples. This place is your burial place."
Chapter completed!