Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 638: On the fifteenth day of the month, the sky is turned upside down

In the foreign land of Qiankun, countless meteors and fireballs are projected into the void.

Song Ciwan walked through the air and avoided the huge fireballs that struck madly one after another.

The same is true for Chen Xian Lao Dao. The two of them walked around in the world of meteors and fire, talking to each other, and sometimes they would take action against each other.

Song Ciwan had never fought so heartily with anyone. After her cultivation reached a certain limit, there were few opponents who could fight her for a long time without deciding the outcome.

The Chenxian Taoist is indeed a true immortal who has lived for thousands of years. He has so many spells that when combined, they can be written into a Taoist canon! Even to a certain extent, he is the living inheritance of Kunlun!
Song Ciwan broadened his horizons by fighting against him.

She felt that the old Taoist Chen Xian was very powerful, but she didn't know that the old Taoist Chen Xian's evaluation of her was also infinitely higher.

Chenxian Lao Taoist can master hundreds of Kunlun Dharma at his fingertips because he has lived for thousands of years, but Song Ciwan, she is a young genius, how old is she?
For a young person who is less than fifty years old, she not only knows many spells, but she is also very skilled——

Although the total number seems to be less than that of the Chen Immortal, it is too incredible to be able to go back and forth with the rich fighting methods of the True Immortal without falling behind.

Of course, whether it was Song Ciwan or Chen Xian, it was obvious that they had left behind a real killing move and were not in a hurry to take action.

After all, both sides still have a common goal at this time, to kill Emperor Zhou!

Naturally, you have to keep your trump cards well, as no one will easily turn themselves upside down.

The current situation is that the two of them are in a foreign land, waiting for the full moon day of this month. It seems more like they are supervising each other, feeding each other, or further testing each other.

Song Ciwan raised his hand and wrote an "empty" formula, wrapping the clouds and mist shot by the old Taoist Chen Xian into the small bubbles generated by the "empty" formula. The little bubble jumped in the air, and suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the door of Chenxian Old Road, and smashed his bag head at him!

The old Taoist Chen Xian opened his mouth and exhaled, and the strong wind blew away the bubbles and clouds jumping from the void.

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The two sides were going back and forth, and Song Ci might say in the evening: "About that matter, my senior must have been planning it for a long time."

Her tone was calm, and there seemed to be a smile in her voice, as if it was just a casual question.

The old Taoist Chen Xian said: "If my little friend hadn't appeared out of nowhere, all the arrangements would have been in vain."

The old Taoist priest held Song Ciwan up high again and again. Song Ciwan laughed and said, "Actually, whether I come or not, Kunlun will be launched on the 15th, right?"

The old Taoist sighed and said: "It's just a struggle for the world's great plan! This matter is not led by Kunlun. It is true that no wise people in the world can endure the lamentation and allow the evil demon to steal the power of the sky."

When the old Taoist said this, Song Ciwan suddenly asked: "The demon clan is invading the four major demon passes at this time. Is it related to this plan?"

The old Taoist Chen Xian laughed, but didn't answer.

Song Ciwan suddenly realized that the relationship between Kunlun and certain demon clans was probably much better than she originally imagined.

Song Ciwan suddenly said again: "Senior Chenxian, why did the Kunlun Three Immortals not allow Mo Xianzun and Dragon Girl to fall in love thousands of years ago?"

Chenxian Old Daoist seemed completely unable to expect that Song Ci would suddenly ask this question at the party.

He was stunned for a moment, but this time he did not avoid answering. He just sighed and said: "Humans and demons have different paths. If they combine with demons, even if my disciple has the talents of heaven, I am afraid he will not be able to become a god. It is difficult to enter the realm of true immortality. Unfortunately, young people are passionate about their nature and value love above all else."

As he spoke, his face showed even more sadness: "Unexpectedly, things are unpredictable. If we had known that many tragedies would happen later, we probably shouldn't have acted like that at the beginning."

The sadness in his eyes was so real, but unfortunately, there was still no response from the scales of heaven and earth, and this true immortal's human desires still did not leak out at all. Now, it was Song Ciwan's turn to laugh.

This old Taoist priest doesn't tell lies, but he can tell lies.

If you want to distinguish between lies and lies, you need to keep your eyes open and your mind clear.

Endless fireballs were constantly projected in this foreign land. Song Ciwan fought with the Chenxian Old Taoist for countless rounds. Suddenly at a certain moment, the Old Taoist said: "Little friend, the fifteenth is here."

On the fifteenth day of the night, the moon is full.

On the outskirts of Beijing, Zhelong Mountain.

At the moment when the accident happened, the capital was brightly lit and bustling inside and outside the capital.

Dazhou, the capital, is a bustling and noisy city that never sleeps.

It is said that under the emperor's feet, even if a brick is dropped, it may hit a member of the official's family——

Although this statement is not entirely true, it is still somewhat reliable.

There are very few low-level people in the capital who are truly baseless. Even a salesman picking up goods on the roadside may be related to the seven or eight aunts who are in charge of an official's house.

In short, even if it is complicated, there will always be some twists and turns and a meager relationship with a certain character.

Therefore, people in the capital always have a arrogant style that is rare elsewhere.

The news of the war at the Four Demon Passes will not affect the prosperity of the capital, let alone the pride and energy in the hearts of the people in the capital.

Don't ask why you are not worried, the question is: can those evil monsters still reach the capital under the emperor's feet?
As a result, this night, a sudden change suddenly knocked the high spirits of the people of the capital into the mud in an instant!

At that time, a full moon was peeking out from the clouds. Some elegant people gathered their friends and chanted poems to the moon.

Suddenly, the group of people who were looking up at the moon pointed towards the western suburbs of the capital.

Among them, someone opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Then, what is that? Is it...a demon?"

If it were just a demon, it might not actually be a big problem.

I saw that the demon revealed a huge shadow in mid-air, with a graceful figure, charming eyes, fox ears and tail, and a fox face...

This demon did not take the form of a human, but a real demon!
And behind the demon, there was another huge shadow.

He wears the emperor's crown on his head, the emperor's robe is half untied, and the upper half of his body with clear texture is exposed...

From the looks of it, this man and this monster were actually doing something unspeakable.

This scene only appeared for a moment. A moment later, a huge and angry roar came from the sky in the western suburbs: "Evil beast! How dare you harm me!"

The huge sound was as majestic as thunder, rumbled through the sky in the western suburbs, and spread throughout the capital.

In the huge capital, all the noise turned into silence in an instant.

The music and dance of silk and bamboo, the interplay of wine and chips, the chanting of poems to the moon... were all silent, as if the whole world had fallen into an indescribable state of terrifying silence.