2538: C2538 The Heavenly Dao Was like a Dragon Slaughtering

C2538 The Heavenly Dao Was like a Dragon Slaughtering

The Heavenly Axiom is like a dragon, slaughtering.

"I'll offer you an incense stick. Although Mr. Chen has left, don't be too sad. His life has been perfect."

Ning Qi gently patted Chen Huan's hand, then picked up an incense stick and bowed. He looked at the portrait of Chen Asan with a complicated expression.

He had seen that Asan's luck had run out the day before, but he still had a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't leave until last night. Ning Qi couldn't help but ask himself. If it was in the past, would he have used his own means to prolong Chen Asan's life?

The answer was no.

In the past, it was impossible for Ning Qi to have any interaction with a mortal like Chen Asan. Even if he did, he would not casually extend the life of a mortal.

There were more than ten million mortals in the world. Could he be saved?

To mortals, life, death, and death were a process that they had to take in their entire lives. In order to escape this process, the only way was to become an Immortal. However, even Immortals had a time when their longevity ran out.

Currently, Ning Qi was a mortal. Perhaps what mortals had to experience was their own life, death, and other people's life and death.

Ning Qi didn't feel the slightest sadness in his heart when he saw Chen Asan's death. Perhaps, he already knew that Chen Asan would die one day.

This kind of feeling was hard to explain.

"Mr. Chen is a mortal, but he can rely on the tone in his heart. After fighting with the heavens for half a day, under equal conditions... How different was he from an immortal? Immortals also used their own methods to fight against the Heavens. Half a day was not as cheap as ten thousand years of time that Immortals had taken. Because this half a day had brought Mr. Chen's life to perfection. Compared to the unwillingness of most Immortals before they died, this half a day was much more satisfying. However, his realm has increased by several folds."

A hint of understanding flashed across Ning Qi's eyes.

A faint sword intent that understood life and death enveloped Ning Qi. Chen Huan did not notice it, neither did the others in the mourning hall.

There were three thousand Great Daos, but was there a Mortal Dao? No.

Since the Heavens did not give it to him, he would step out himself.

At this moment, Ning Qi was an immortal and a devil, but he knew that he was still a mortal, a mortal with seven emotions and six desires.

To destroy emotions, it wasn't to destroy emotions, but to destroy the Dao. The word 'destroy the Dao' was too outrageous, as if the law didn't spread to the six ears, and couldn't be rashly spoken.

"You finally know why the Emotion Extinguishing Sword Technique could kill an immortal with the body of a mortal, because even Dao can be destroyed!"

A faint voice sounded in Ning Qi's mind.

It was the Silver Dragon.

"With the Heavenly Dao, there will be immortals and devils. But before the Heavenly Dao, there were already mortals. Mortals are the earliest existences in this world, be it immortals or demons. They all had an irreversible relationship with the Heavenly Dao. Only mortals... They were on opposite sides with the Heavenly Dao. One strong and one weak, black and white, Yin and Yang. There's no better than this. "

"I already know what mortals are, but what is the Heavenly Dao?"

"The Heavenly Dao is like a dragon, controlling the rise and fall of the world, slaughtering them!"

"Dragon Slaying, huh... It seems like I'm quite good at it."

...

Seven days later, when Chen Asan was buried, Chen Huan gradually recovered his status as the manager of the silk store. Chen Xi often came to Ning Qi's store to observe Ning Qi's mortal means. The Long Sword that was created did not contain any spiritual energy. It was just an ordinary ___.

"Uncle Qi, it's time to eat."

When it was time to eat, Chen Huan walked into the restaurant, picked up Chen Xi, and greeted Ning Qi.

After Chen Asan left, Chen Huan knew that Ning Qi never cooked, so he asked Ning Qi to eat with them. He said very frankly that Ning Qi had no children, and that in the future, he would leave the matter of taking care of his children and sending them to their deaths to him.

After seven or eight years, there were already people who started discussing the people from Azure Rock Town in private. Because those people's appearances had never changed during these seven or eight years. Even Chen Huan, who was at the tenth level of Qi Refining, was slowly getting old.2

However, these discussions were limited to private topics. Even if they had doubts, they wouldn't dare to say it out loud in public.

When someone said that there were many people who weren't old in Liyang City, the people of Azure Rock Town felt that something big might happen.

One day, Ning Qi, Chen Huan, Xiao Qing and Chen Xi were eating when a figure suddenly descended from the sky.

It was just like Zhang Chaozhong, but this figure wasn't him. It was Chen Huan's uncle, Yaan Zhengfeng. Yaan Zhengfeng was at least seventy years old. But now, it seemed like he was not much different from Chen Huan. His arrival frightened Xiao Qing and Chen Xi. Because Yaan Zhengfeng's body was covered in blood.

Ning Qi frowned slightly and put down his chopsticks.

Chen Huan quickly helped Yaan Zhengfeng up. He looked serious. "Uncle, what happened?"

"Liyang City..."

Yaan Zhengfeng pointed in the direction of Liyang City and fainted. His current cultivation level was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, which was far from Chen Huan's.

"Husband, who is he?"

Xiao Qing had probably never seen Yaan Zhengfeng before, but after hearing Chen Huan call him uncle, she had some guesses in her heart.

"It's my uncle. All of my martial arts came from him."

Chen Huan carried Yaan Zhengfeng as he explained. There was a trace of worry in his expression that could not be removed.

The next day, Yaan Zhengfeng's injuries had healed with Chen Huan's help. At the moment, he was talking with Chen Huan with a serious face.

"Xiao Huan, I know that you have had some fortuitous encounters over the years. Your cultivation base is already stronger than mine, but the enemies that I have provoked this time... Listen to me. Bring your wife and Chen Xi along. Let's leave this place together. They will definitely chase us here! As for me, my injuries are too severe, and I won't be able to leave with you. Don't say anymore!"

Chen Huan was silent for a moment. "I promised my father that I would keep watch over the silk shop."

"Pedantic! Is life more important than the shop? It's all my fault. I was delirious at the time. Otherwise, I would never have come to your place!"

Yaan Zhengfeng's expression was a little unsightly.

Yesterday, he had indeed been delirious, which was why he had come to the silk store under the influence of his subconscious. Now, he was filled with regret.

"Rest assured, uncle. Perhaps your enemies have not discovered your tracks yet."

Chen Huan said.

At the same time, a figure appeared on the street. It was an old man with a gloomy expression. He walked slowly to the front of the silk shop. The corner of his mouth rose and he said softly, "Yaan Zhengfeng, you have offended my Young Lord. Where do you think you are going to run to?"

Although the old man's voice was very soft, everyone on the street could hear him clearly. Numerous surprised and bewildered gazes fell upon the old man in an instant. Yaan Zhengfeng? According to what they knew, Chen Huan wasn't called Yaan Zhengfeng. Could this old man have found the wrong place? Or was it the enemy Chen Huan had provoked outside?

When the nearby immortals heard this, they looked at the old man with disdain. In their eyes, a mere Fusion Period warrior was no different than an ant in front of them.

However, they felt that this matter could be treated as a seasoning for them to wait in boredom. All of them stopped and looked at the old man with a smile that wasn't a smile.

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