Chapter 2538: Tiandao Rulong, Tu Zhi

"I came to Zhu Xiang, although Chen went away, but you should not be too sad. His life is perfect."
Ning Qi patted Chen Huan's hand gently, then picked up a fragrant incense, worshipped, and looked at Chen Asan's portrait in a complicated way.
He had already seen Chen A's three gas counts during the day, but Chen Asan took his breath and kept it until last night. Ning Qi couldn't help but ask himself. If he used to, he would use his own means for Chen A. Three renewals?
The answer is no.
In the past, Ning Qi could not have any intersection with Chen Asan and other mortals. Even if there is, he will not be free to continue to be a mortal.
How many thousands of mortals in the world? Save it?
It is a process that must be taken in this life for mortal people. If you want to escape from this process, only a fairy can have a chance, even if it is a fairy, there is a time when the life is exhausted.
Nowadays, Ningqi is a mortal. Perhaps the mortal is going to experience the illness and death of others.
Chen Asan’s death, Ning Qi’s heart is not sad, perhaps, he already knew that Chen Asan would die one day?
This feeling is unclear. "Chen Big Brother is a mortal, but he can use his heart to fight for a half-day time. What is the difference with the immortal under the conditions of reciprocity? The immortal is also using his own means to fight against the sky. This half-day time It’s not cheaper than the eternal years of the immortal, because this half day,
Let Chen's life be completed, compared to most of the immortals before the death, but the realm is not high.

Ning Qi’s eyes flashed a hint of enlightenment.
A faint sword meaning of life and death, shrouded Ning Qi, Chen Huan did not notice, and other people in the hall did not notice.
Three thousand avenues, can there be a mortal way? Never had it.
Since God does not give it, then he will step out.
At this moment, Ning Qi is a fairy, a demon, but he knows that his own roots are still a mortal, a mortal with seven passions and six desires.
It is not love, but the Tao, but the word of annihilation. It is too big and too bad. Just as the law does not pass six ears, it cannot be rushed out.
"You finally know why the swordsmanship can kill the immortals with the mortal body, because it can be destroyed!"
A faint voice rang in Ning Qi's mind.
It is the silver dragon. "With the heavens, only when there is a fairy, there is a demon, but before the heavens, there is already a mortal, mortal, is the earliest existence in this world, whether it is a fairy or a demon, there is an irreversible relationship with the heavens. The relationship, only this mortal, and the heavens and the road without a melon, forming two fresh
The opposite of Ming, one strong and one weak, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, is no more than this.

"I already know what mortal is, but what is heaven?"
"Tiandao is like a dragon, and the world is rising and falling, but it is killing!"
"Tulong? It seems that I am very good at it."
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After seven days, Chen Asan was buried, and Chen Huan gradually recovered the status of the silk shopkeeper. Chen Xi also often came to Ningqi’s shop to observe the long swords that Ningqi used to create the swords. The sword does not have the slightest aura, ordinary ordinary.
"Uncle Uncle, have a meal."
At the meal, Chen Huan walked into the store and picked up Chen Xi. He greeted Ning Qi.
After Chen Asan left, Chen Huan knew that Ning Qi never cooked rice, and let Ning Qi eat with them. He said very straightforwardly that Ning Qi had no children and no children, and he gave it to the end of the future. He is.
After seven or eight years, some people have begun to discuss privately these people from the young towns, because the appearance of those people has not changed in these seven or eight years, even if it is Chen Huan’s ten-dimensional refinement, The appearance is slowly getting old.
However, these discussions are limited to private, even if they have doubts, they will not dare to speak out.
When someone said that there were many people who would not be old in Liyang City, people in Qingshi Town felt that there would be something big happening.
One day, Ning Qi, Chen Huan, Xiao Qing, Chen Xi, when the four were eating, the figure suddenly fell in the sky. Like the original Zhang Chaozhong, but this figure is not him, but Chen Huan’s Xiao Yan, Yan Zhengfeng, Yan Zhengfeng’s age is at least 70 years old, but now it looks like it is almost the same as Chen Huan, his arrival makes Xiao Qing and Chen I’m a little scared because Yan Zhengfeng’s body is blood.
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Ning Qi brows slightly, put down the chopsticks.
Chen Huan quickly raised Yan Zhengfeng, and his expression was dignified: "Small, what happened?"
"Liyang City..."
Yan Zhengfeng pointed to the direction of Liyang City, and then he fainted in the past. His current cultivation is only seven layers of refining, which is far worse than Chen Huan.
"Fu Jun, is he?"
Xiao Qing should have never seen Yan Zhengfeng, but listening to Chen Huan shouting his little sister, there is already some speculation in his heart.
"It’s me, my martial arts, all from him."
Chen Huan, while picking up Yan Zhengfeng, explained that there was a lingering sorrow in his look.
On the second day, Yan Zhengfeng’s injury was improved under the help of Chen Huan. At this moment, he was talking with Chen Huan and talking seriously. "Xiaohuan, I know that you have had some adventures over the years. The repairs on your body are already stronger than me, but you are so embarrassed that the enemies I provoked this time are too horrible, listen to me, bring your wife and Chen Xi, leaving this place together, they will definitely catch up here! As for me, hurt
The situation is too heavy to leave with you, don't say it again!

Chen Huan was silent for a while. "I promised to be my sister. I have to guard this silk shop."
"Peony! The importance of life is still important in the shop. I blame me. I was unconscious at the time. Otherwise, I will not come to you anyway!"
Yan Zhengfeng looks a bit ugly.
Yesterday, he was indeed unconscious, and under the influence of the subconscious, he ran to the silk shop, and now he regrets it.
"Small cockroaches are relieved, maybe your enemy has not found your trace."
Chen Huandao.
At the same time, there was a figure on this street. It was a gloomy old man. He walked slowly to the front of the silk shop, and his mouth rose. He said gently: "Yan Zhengfeng, who ran into my family, Still want to escape?"
Although the voice of the old man is very light, but the whole street can be heard clearly, and the eyes of amazement suddenly fall on the old man, Yan Zhengfeng? According to their knowledge, Chen Huan is not called Yan Zhengfeng. This old man will not be looking for the wrong place, or is Chen Huan’s enemies in the outside?
The immortal passing by the neighbors glanced at the old man, and then there was a trace of disdain in his eyes. What was the difference between a monk in the district and a mortal mortal in their eyes? However, they feel that this thing may be used as a condiment in this boring waiting, and they stand in a row, laughing and laughing.