1715: C1715 Imparting

C1715 Imparting

Mu Chen sighed.

He did not steal or rob. He only wanted to make a living in the Celestial Realm, but he also caused trouble for the Prophet.

He drove the limo straight to the mountain range in the suburbs. He was ready to be scolded in front of his face.

As long as it wasn't the bad weather of the wind and rain, the Prophet always liked to sit in the garden's pavilion and think about something.

Even if the dragon race transformed into a human form, they weren't willing to be restricted by all kinds of buildings.

"You little guy came to Minlan City not long ago, but you caused quite a few big things."

"Predicting for others is equivalent to prying into the secrets of heaven, violating the laws of nature's operation, which is also detrimental to one's own cultivation"

"Although you rely on tools to do these things, you still have to take care of yourself"

He went straight to the point and exposed Mu Chen's thoughts, which made him not know what to say.

"I just want to develop my own power in the Heavenly God Realm. I can't always be in a state of being idle and weak."

"The competition competition will be held in a few months' time. How long do you want to stay in the Heavenly God Realm?"

The Prophet felt that he had not completely understood Mu Chen's thoughts.

"It would be great if we could gain a foothold here. We have to bring our families to the Celestial World and make use of such favorable cultivation conditions."

"You are really indulging in wishful thinking."

"The punishment of the Celestial World for the illegal immigrants is still very serious. They will catch you and throw you into a mine as slaves."

"You are bound by shackles. Three meals a day is hard to swallow leftovers. There is no lack of beating and scolding. It is impossible for you to escape."

"This is just a beautiful idea for the future. What request does the Great Prophet have? Should I close my jewelry store? "

The Prophet shook his head. He was not that harsh.

Since both of them had the title of master and disciple, he could give Mu Chen some guidance in predicting and divining.

He hoped that he could smoothly enter the expedition army of Divine Might Sect.

"Take out the human book in your hand. I will tell you the correct way to use it. In the future, you will be able to be a fortune teller."

"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Prophet."

After opening the ordinary book, a faint fluorescent light was emitted from it.

According to different needs, the contents of the pages would change at any time.

Sometimes it would record the attributes of the enemy's moves, and sometimes it would simply predict what would happen in the future.

When the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Volumes were gathered together, Mu Chen would be able to easily comprehend all the natural laws.

The Prophet sealed most of his abilities and then used his finger to draw a few very strange patterns on the page.

"You are able to comprehend a small part of my abilities through this book. As for whether you can use it or not, it will depend on luck."

"The dragon race and the human race are two completely different species. Many of the moves' effects are also related to one's own bloodline."

Mu Chen's spiritual energy once again entered into the Human Book.

He had a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment. It was as if the flowers and trees around him had become still, and he could move freely in the sea of time.

It could only be understood but not spoken.

Mu Chen looked at the flowers and trees around him. They were obviously green and tender, but there were withered and withered figures around them. This was the state of the other party at a certain point in the future.

He shifted his gaze to the Prophet again, but he could not see anything.

"The greater the difference in strength, the more difficult it is to predict."

"Thank you for your reminder, Prophet."

"Fortunately, I have this personal book. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the patience to teach you anything."

The Prophet nodded in satisfaction, the whole process only took about ten minutes.

If it were any other disciple, they wouldn't have achieved such an effect without three to five years.

In the dead of the night, there were actually visitors.

A servant of the Demon Dragon Villa walked into the garden in a panic.

"Reporting to Lord Prophet, there is a visitor with a fierce face outside the door. He said he wants to ask you something."

"Seeing his murderous look, directly rejecting him might cause a fight."

Demon Dragon Villa did not belong to the territory of any main city. If they were to fight here, they would not be punished by the management department of the Celestial World.

The Great Prophet had more or less guessed the situation.

He sighed and said to Mu Chen.

"Hide behind the fake hill in the garden first. Don't show yourself no matter what happens."

"The other party is not an ordinary person. The things he wants to ask are also very sensitive."

"Understood."

A few minutes later, the servant appeared with the mysterious visitor.

He would not have known if he had not seen it, but when he saw it, he was shocked.

The other party was actually the Asura World Golden Horned Ghost Tribe's Lord Patriarch, Jin Kehan.

In the last battle.

The Asura King tore apart the spatial dimension. Just as the Xumi Tree's crown was about to explode, he forcefully rescued several lucky fellows, including Kim Khagan.

He didn't conceal his identity at all, allowing the horn on his forehead to shine with a golden light.

"It's truly my honor to be able to meet the Prophet."

"There is no need for you to be so polite, Patriarch. We have a deep relationship, so naturally, we cannot reject you from a thousand miles away."

There were many things that could not be controlled.

In his heart, the Prophet did not like these fellows who were passionate about fighting and killing.

However, among the many beasts in the Asura Realm, the dragon race occupied a very important position.

In the past tens of thousands of years.0

The Dragon Race and the Asura Ghost Tribe did not interfere with each other's business. There were even small-scale cooperation in certain areas.

Even if the tribe suffered a catastrophic disaster, the Asura King still ascended to a higher dimension.

If their backer hadn't fallen, then that meant they still had a chance to rise again.

Kim Khagan gulped down the tea on the table, then slowly said.

"The great battle between the Asura Ghost Tribe and the Beast Race is known by everyone in the Six Paths."

"The victor is king and the loser is bandit. We will not be too conflicted on this matter."

"However, a reckless troublemaker appeared during the battle. He led the Human Realm Battle Team to play tricks and caused a great disturbance to the situation."

"In this matter, Lord Asura King must settle this matter, so I appeared at Devil Dragon Mountain Villa today"

There was no need to name it anymore.

The person he was referring to was the Great Xia Dynasty's Heavenly King, Mu Chen.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, it still depends on the owner.

Mu Chen had become the disciple of the Dragon Prophet, so he naturally had to find this place.

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