Golden Finger Arrived Only After I Became the Emperor - Chapter 1699

Meng Chuan looked at the Holy Body of Dacheng with a faint expression.

Gu, such a name should not be called indiscriminately.

In the dark, you will bear the cause and effect.

What kind of character is this Daozu Hongjun representing? In the anecdotal stories that are not true or false, he is the teacher of Sanqing and other Hunyuan sages.

The true ancestor of the Dao, basically all the great powers with heads and faces are from this Dao ancestor.

The pioneer of immortality, the ancestor of Taoism.

There are 3,000 guests in Zixiao Palace, which can be called the most high-end private training class.

Of course, Meng Chuan could not be sure about the various legends and anecdotes about this Taoist ancestor, and all his confidence was just rumors.

Just saying that a big man like Sanqing is a teacher, Meng Chuan doesn’t really believe it.

Such a person is born sacred, and is born with the existence of the Dao series.

Born to know, to know the way, to obtain the way, there is no need or possibility to worship others as teachers and perform the etiquette of disciples.

This is the same reason that Meng Chuan suddenly went to worship another quasi-immortal emperor as his teacher, which is basically impossible.

But there is no wind and no waves. With such rumors, Meng Chuan reckons that something must have happened.

Otherwise, why didn’t it spread, the anecdote that Sanqing worshiped the mother of Buddha, worshipped ancient Buddha as teacher, and worshipped Emperor Wa as teacher.

This seems to be true but not false. Behind the rumors full of fog, there must be a deep struggle. If it is exposed, it can’t be said that the end will be turned upside down.

The level involved is destined to be very, very high, and we need to wait for Meng Chuan to reach this level and find out for himself.

“Heavenly Emperor, why are you looking at me with such eyes?” Dacheng Sacrament asked suspiciously:

“Hongjun Daozu, is there any problem?”

“…” Meng Chuan was powerless, this couldn’t be explained with the Holy Body of Dacheng.

“No, no problem.”

Meng Chuan thought for a while and said, “If you want to call me Daozu, you don’t need to add the word Hongjun.”

“Is there any problem with this dao name?” the ruthless man asked.

“There’s nothing wrong with the road number…”

“The title of Daozu is very similar to the title of Meng Chuan when you were the emperor of humanism.” Ji Lianxing interjected.

“It seems that somewhere, the cause and effect are already doomed.”

“Yes, God.” Dacheng Sacred Body said with approval:

“Cause and effect have long been doomed. Everyone in Jiehai knows that your name is Hongjun.”

“When you go out to Jiehai, everyone will call you Hongjun Daozu.”

Meng Chuan was silent, lost in thought, and always felt that there were traces of mist in his heart.

“Dao Shi, Dao Zu, Hongjun…” Meng Chuan muttered while thinking of more things.

Each of his other worlds, he and us, are all kinds of other worlds, he and us, with all kinds of characteristics.

Every other world, he and me, have a very powerful identity.

Pangu, Haotian, Demon Ancestor, Emperor Dongyue…

Meng Chuan’s otherworldly world, he and us, many of them have the identities of big-headed people.

If you don’t look at your strength, you just look at your name, it’s easy to beat the invincible hand in the sky…

“If you sort it out like this, there is indeed a feeling of invisible cause and effect…” Meng Chuan thought silently in his heart.

Is it a coincidence?

No, it’s not a coincidence.

Meng Chuan immediately denied the coincidence.

In such a world, there are no coincidences. All coincidences are destined and intentional.

“Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Emperor, I’m back to my senses.” Dacheng’s hand shook in front of Meng Chuan.

“Don’t call me Heavenly Emperor, I’m no longer Heavenly Emperor.” Meng Chuan said casually, returning to his senses.

“Good Heavenly Emperor, I know the Heavenly Emperor.” Dacheng Sacrament is like a flow of goodness, but from a loneliness.

“Hongjun, Daozu, Daoshi, Daoyu plate…” Meng Chuan fell into contemplation again.

When Dacheng Sacrament saw this scene, he winked at the immortals.

God, what happened? ! Why does it seem like he is stunned and falls into a nightmare?

“I said, can you do small tricks in front of me, I can see it!” Meng Chuan’s helpless voice sounded.

You have opened your eyes, why do you still think I’m blind?

It’s just that, deceiving Daozu is too much.

“Do you need to go to Jiehai next to preside over some matters concerning the attack on the darkness?” Wu Shi asked Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan shook his head, “No, it makes no difference whether I am here or not.”

“You can hold my token and go for me to supervise the battle.”

For Meng Chuan, the current Jiehai is completely extremely difficult, and it makes no sense to go.

Speaking of revenge for the ruthless man and Ye Fan, the lives of the three thousand dark kings and the four quasi-immortal emperors are enough.

Besides, now the dark races in Jihai, Wang-level existences, Meng Chuan, he and I account for a large part.

Do you want Meng Chuan to slaughter his dark he and me with his own hands?

Be careful of him, we are going to do the big event of “Darkness, he is my king”.

Of course, the conquest of darkness still has to continue. It is impossible for Meng Chuan’s darkness to stop him and me in power.

Primitive Jiehai doesn’t attack aggressively, so what can we do for him in the dark?

Without credit and such a character, how can you be promoted in the strange race in the future, step by step to the highest?

How can you build up your courage and loyalty, and set your heart on the dark people?

Moreover, whether it is from the original realm or the fallen realm, we all need to cultivate.

Although there is no bottleneck in cultivation, fighting is still one of the fastest ways to progress.

Meng Chuan called the immortals a few more words and gave some guidance for their next actions.

Then Meng Chuan looked at a person in the crowd and shouted, “Real man.”

“Huh?” Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, “What’s the matter, Great Emperor?”

“I have been promoted to the Immortal Emperor, and it is estimated that the cultivation base has surpassed the Immortal Emperor.” Meng Chuan said with a smile:

“Under the Immortal Emperor, there is no opponent.”

Now that he is standing in this field, Meng Chuan can be sure that the middle stage of the **** emperor is a little worse than the first stage of the quasi-immortal emperor.

From this, it can be inferred that even if the Undying Underworld Emperor breaks through again and enters the late stage of the God Emperor, even if the God Emperor is consummated, Meng Chuan, who is facing the embryonic form of the Emperor’s Law, is nothing.

Unless the Undying Underworld Emperor has become a world-class Chaotic Origin being.

The biggest threat their chat group has ever faced, the person who asked Meng Chuan to go all out, is no longer difficult at this moment.

Zhang Sanfeng’s expression changed, and excitement appeared in the depths of his eyes.

“My lord, what do you mean?”

“Really, the day you go home~www.mtlnovel.com~ is not far away.”

In the past, Zhang Sanfeng’s world was exposed, and the world coordinates were known to the villain chat group.

Under the oppression of the villain’s chat group, Zhang Sanfeng had to leave his hometown, left the world of Yitian Tulongji, and came to the world of covering the sky through the origin of time and space to practice.

The creatures in the world of Yitian and Dragon Slayer were moved to the Yangshen world to avoid disasters.

A rough calculation shows that Zhang Sanfeng has been away from his hometown for 400,000 to 500,000 years.

It goes without saying how long it has been for him who was once a mortal.

“Having left home for hundreds of thousands of years, I didn’t expect the day to come back.” Zhang Sanfeng sighed with emotion.

The world of Heaven and Dragon Slayer was just a mortal world at first. Zhang Sanfeng was a martial arts master. Who would have thought that he would have such an opportunity and experience these things.

Hundreds of thousands of years of immortality, longevity!

To become an immortal and become a Buddha, to be a saint and an ancestor, nothing more than that.

“Great Emperor, it’s better to wait for you to break through again, it will be more secure.”

“If they don’t have the existence of the Immortal Emperor, then it doesn’t make much sense for me to make a breakthrough or not. Those who are not Immortal Emperors, I can sweep by myself.” Meng Chuan shook his head.

“If there is an Immortal Emperor-level existence…”

“Then I’ll just come back and not fight with them.”

This is not called cowardice, this is called knowing the number of days.

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