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Wisps of purple air continuously gushed out from the Golden Talisman Divine Seal, transforming into tiny clouds that slowly revolved around the Golden Talisman Divine Seal.

Chu Tian quietly looked at the brilliant golden talisman with thousands of words, but there was a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. As long as he "reached out" and touched any of the golden talismans, he could truly obtain the inheritance left by the man in his dream.

Just the insignificant blessing of inheritance made Chu Tian's meridians unblocked, and his cultivation speed soared. He was suspected to have become the legendary "Heavenly Martial Body" that was most suitable for martial arts cultivation. So what kind of terrifying and mysterious secrets of heaven did this true inheritance contain?

Chu Tian suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab a golden seal.

A thunderous voice, which could not be distinguished from the gender, age, or any emotion, suddenly exploded in Chu Tian's ears: "If you inherit from me, do not complain about good or bad luck! Even if you are crushed to pieces, your soul is scattered, and you will never be reborn! You can't blame me!"

After hearing this, Chu Tian smiled and grabbed the golden seal closest to him.

"Since you have left behind a legacy, and used such harsh conditions to tease people, why do you still pretend to scare people? I'm here, I got it, and I accept all the consequences." Chu Tian said with a smile: "Could it be possible that I can be scared by your message?"

A sigh of inexplicable emotion came from the void, and thousands of golden divine chapters turned into streams of light, crashing over with a dull thunderous sound, and completely merged with Chu Tian. Chu Tian received a huge message, and he recited softly: "The Great Dream Divine Canon? A method that teaches people to dream? Dare to name it with the word 'God', its origin must be extraordinary, but the word 'Great Dream' is worth considering."

At the end of the deserted riverside path behind Chu Tian's house, by the Baimang River, Chu Tian sat cross-legged with his body below the neck submerged in the river. For the first time in his life, he began to practice the first realm, 'Youfeng', according to the secret method recorded in the "Great Dream Divine Canon".

After eighteen years of nightmares, the soul power that was ten times stronger than that of an ordinary person turned into a faint mist in Chu Tian's eyebrow orifice. In the gray orifice, the sound of Chu Tian chanting the Golden Scroll was heard.

Although he didn't recognize those golden talismans, Chu Tian understood their meaning.

The sounds of the great Dao exploded in the divine orifice, like the spring thunder of the Waking of Insects. Every time Chu Tian recited the Golden Sutra, the gray mist in the divine orifice trembled quietly and retreated a tiny distance to the outside.

Every time the Golden Talisman Divine Chapter was recited, the water vapor transformed from Chu Tian's soul would tremble quietly, and some strange changes would occur in its properties.

In the small circular space in the middle of the gray fog, the dim light in the stone lamp would quietly grow a little stronger, and the faint light it emitted would also be slightly strengthened.

As Chu Tian continued to practice, tiny ripples suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the surface of the river water around him.

It was as if wisps of extremely fine breeze were gushing out from Chu Tian's pores and gently brushing across the water surface.

Such tiny ripples initially appeared within three feet around Chu Tian's body, and gradually, the ripples spread out to more than three feet away. With Chu Tian's body as the center, within a radius of three feet, the surface of the river was covered with tiny ripples that were extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Within a three-meter radius, a trace of cool air in the void was like a moth to a flame, driven by some magical power, happily gathering towards Chu Tian's body. The speed of the Wu Yuan flow in Chu Tian's body increased several times, and a trace of cool air continued to settle in the Wu Yuan. After being transformed by Dantian, it quickly turned into Chu Tian's own Wu Yuan cultivation.

High temperature gradually surged out of Chu Tian's body, and a layer of light white vapor gradually rose on the water surface around him.

Chu Tian's body and face were covered by white water vapor. His face became hazy, and he was gradually shrouded in a mysterious aura.

On the eastern horizon, the sun was rising, and countless red lights spread across the sky and earth. The red light slid along the Baimang River and shone on Chu Tian's body. At the same time, it also shone on the tile roofs of thousands of households in the city of Yizhou, and even on the spacious and tidy courtyard and study of the Yishan Academy.

In the quiet and tidy courtyard, under the shade of two thousand-year-old iron plum trees, Zhou Liuyun sat on the ground with an ancient and colorful jade harp on his knees. He stroked the strings with both hands and shook his head gently.

He did not strike the strings of the zither, but in his heart, he had been playing moving ancient music all night long.

At this moment, he was playing a passionate war song, and the melody was reaching its peak. Along with the passionate music in his heart, Zhou Liuyun seemed to see Chu Tian being torn apart by five horses, his bloody limbs being abandoned in the wilderness and eaten by wild wolves and jackals.

The handsome face suddenly twisted, Zhou Liuyun stretched out his ten fingers slightly, and his fingertips passed through the air, making a slight "whooshing" sound.

Baimangjiang's predecessor, Yu Dangtou, Zhou Dangtou, Zhou Liuyun's biological father, had done many heinous and heinous things, and according to the laws of the Jin Dynasty, Zhou Dangtou should have been executed along with his entire family.

After all, he is Zhou Liuyun's biological father!

After all, he was the biological father who emptied his savings and sent Zhou Liuyun to study in the capital of Dajin!

After all, he had a smile on his face, lying on the ground like a slave, letting the young Zhou Liuyun ride on him and pretending to be a father!

No matter how bad he is, in Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is his most kind, respectable and amiable father. In Zhou Liuyun's heart, he is a perfect man!

"You are a filthy ant, and I let you die too easily!" Zhou Liuyun's body swayed slightly, and he performed the ancient war song in his heart with passion and blood: "I really want to follow the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty and kill all nine of your clans and cut you into pieces. It's a pity that a little impatience will ruin a great plan. With a great cause at hand, how can I care too much about an ant like you?"

Zhou Liuyun suddenly sighed, opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and sighed: "It's too easy for you to die!"

A young man in a green gown walked over quickly, with a hint of anger, confusion, and doubt in his eyes, and walked in front of Zhou Liuyun. He solemnly bowed to Zhou Liuyun as a disciple: "Master Zhou, Chu Tian's personal attendant Ah Que just went to the governor's mansion to beat the drum and cry out for justice. He said that Chu Tian's gold was robbed, but Chu Tian and his gang seemed to have escaped with their lives."

With a "ding" sound, the strings of the Yaoqin on Zhou Liuyun's knees broke together, and an invisible force field enveloped the entire courtyard. The lush leaves of the two old iron plum trees shattered together and turned into a large green cloud that lingered above his head.

"Did Chu Tian and his gang escape with their lives?" Zhou Liuyun clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on the back of his fists.

After a long time, Zhou Liuyun suddenly laughed: "It seems that the Ling family is just so-so. It seems that I am at a disadvantage if I marry into the Ling family. What a pity, what a pity. The Chu family has only one son for ten generations, but no daughter of the same age. It's really a pity!"

After expressing an inexplicable emotion, Zhou Liuyun pulled out the square mace that he had used to break into Wang Qi's mansion that day from his sleeve and handed it to a young man in white standing beside him.

"My disciple, take my secret magic weapon and fetch Chu Tian's head!"

"Do it more cleanly. Even Chu Tian's followers must not be spared."

"You did a good job this time. I will take charge and teach you the introductory thunder seal of the Bailu Academy's "Qingming Sacrifice Thunder Sutra"!"

The young man in white was overjoyed, and he and five other young men in white all knelt on the ground and paid homage to Zhou Liuyun. Mobile users please visit m.Read for a better reading experience.