Chapter 692

"Moreover, my cultivation fell sharply. I just want to repair my injury here. I have no intention to participate in the disputes among the three realms. Please help me." Kunpeng bowed and bowed, his posture was extremely humble, and he was pleading with Ye Xuan.

Looking at Kunpeng's posture, ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then slowly nodded and said, "well, since Taoist friends have made a heart demon oath, if I'm for friends, I don't have the capacity to tolerate people."

"Remember your oath. I hope you and I will not be enemies in the future."

Ye Xuan whispered coldly and suddenly turned back to the original road, which also made Kunpeng bow and worship until he saw Ye Xuan disappear. Then he straightened his waist and uttered a decadent sigh.

"Hey!"

At the moment, Kunpeng seems to be in his twilight. He returns to the pond a little decadent, and then sits and practices. It seems that endless years have passed. He has really been repairing his wounds.

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The emptiness of the yuan God does not appear in the heavens. This is a taboo secret technique in the immortal Sutra, and it is also a big card of Ye Xuan. In the past, he relied on the emptiness of the yuan God to deal with the yuan spirit for a long time. From here, we can see the horror of this technique.

At the moment, ye Xuan retreated into nothingness and returned to the original road again. His whole body didn't bloom, and no one could feel his existence.

When ye Xuan stepped into the half step of becoming a saint, the yuan God's void secret method was more skilled. As long as his breath did not leak, no one could find his existence except the saint.

Yes, ye Xuan didn't intend to leave at all, and won't leave easily, because Kunpeng has too many doubts. Although he seems to plead humbly for ye Xuan, he puts his posture very low, but it also makes Ye Xuan more suspicious.

First of all, the white bone outside the passage is a great doubt. You should know that Kunpeng's nest is so secret that even he can find it here according to the map. How can others enter here?

Second, Kunpeng's posture is extremely humble, and there is no spirit of a teacher of ten thousand demons at all. This is simply a fantasy. You should know that Kunpeng is an extremely arrogant, fierce and fierce generation. Otherwise, how can he become a teacher of ten thousand demons?

The third point is Ye Xuan's biggest doubt. You should know that Kunpeng is the imperial teacher of the ancient demon court. Even though the two heavenly emperors should respect the demon teacher, Kunpeng swore to him that he would never return to the ancient demon court, but could make him pay such a big price. There must be a great mystery hidden in it.

Kunpeng has a problem!

The simple five words clearly understand what ye Xuan thinks. He hides into nothingness and peeps at Kunpeng. He wants to see what kind of secret Kunpeng has. In the past, he hid here alone.

With mountains, green mountains and clear water, this world is a small world. There are no creatures except Kunpeng. Only black and white fish in the pool wander every day.

Ye Xuan once observed the black-and-white swimming fish. He confirmed one thing. The black-and-white swimming fish was not a living creature, but the true spirit of Kunpeng. He was pregnant and raised in the pool. Obviously, he was seriously injured in the Lich war. This is really not a fraud.

Although there is no alternation of the sun and the moon here, ye Xuan has a concept of time. It has been three months since he left in front of Kunpeng, but Kunpeng meditates and practices by the pond every day without showing any strange color.

Wait!

Ye Xuan never lacks patience. He doesn't believe that Kunpeng will have no problem. This is a silent contest. It depends on whose patience is exhausted. Ye Xuan also believes that Kunpeng must be hiding something.

One year, two years, five years, ten years... One hundred years!

A hundred years passed in a hurry. In the nothingness of Ye Xuan's plate, the whole person didn't say anything and never gave up his observation of Kunpeng.

To Ye Xuan's disappointment, Kunpeng is practicing as usual, and he rarely leaves his residence, as if this is his daily life.

No, it must be wrong. Even though he cultivates himself and heals his injuries, he can't do the same thing every day. There must be a problem here.

Ye Xuan made a cold voice in his heart. He wanted to calm down again. He wanted to see when Kunpeng would reveal his secret.

A hundred years... A thousand years... Three thousand years... Five thousand years!

Five thousand years have passed, which is unimaginable for ordinary people. But for ye Xuan, although the five thousand years are boring, he observes Kunpeng and practices his various secret methods in his mind. Although his accomplishments have not entered the country, his various magical powers are becoming more and more proficient.

But to Ye Xuan's disappointment, five thousand years have passed, and Kunpeng is really a difficult guy. In addition to cultivating himself, he is raising flowers and grass, like a leisurely old man.

Wait!

Ye Xuan's eyes were dark and vicious. He directly emptied his mind and practiced the secret arts in the immortal Sutra again. However, he knew that the immortal spirit in the sea was always running, and he was staring at Kunpeng all the time.

Six thousand years... Seven thousand years... Nine thousand years!

Nine thousand years later, in this boring wait, ye Xuan didn't know how many times he left, but he finally endured it and kept telling himself that Kunpeng is not simple.

Ten thousand years!

When the time came to ten thousand years, the Kunpeng of this day finally changed, which made Ye Xuan wake up from his cultivation. When his eyes opened and closed, he turned silently and stared at Kunpeng.

By the pool!

Kun Peng was not seen, his breath became extremely gloomy, his mouth spewed out a mouthful of turbid air, and his arms were slowly stretching, as if he had been relieved.

"Well, ye Xuan, you almost ruined my good deed. When I refine the immortal demon body, I will beat you to death first."

Kunpeng uttered a fierce voice, and an extremely fierce killing opportunity broke out. Obviously, over the past ten thousand years, he has been pretending to be himself. He is afraid that ye Xuan will return here and spy on him in the dark.

Although Kunpeng has great powers and doesn't feel Ye Xuan peeping at him, he always believes in being careful without big mistakes, which makes him disguise for thousands of years.

It has to be said that Kunpeng is indeed a hero. In order not to expose his secrets, he would rather endure thousands of years of boredom, which is really something that ordinary people can't achieve.

Unfortunately, Kunpeng doesn't know. Ye Xuan is a determined person. He can bear to disguise for thousands of years. Ye Xuan died with him in the end and never left.

"Take it!"

Kunpeng's face was flushed and his hands pinched out the Dharma decision. He saw the black and white swimming fish in the pool shooting out and directly integrating into his eyebrows. At this time, his momentum was rising, and his cultivation was promoted to an extremely terrible situation. How could there be the appearance of his previous serious injury?

"Little mole ants, if they were not afraid to kill you and attract the attention of the outside world, you would never leave here alive."

Kunpeng roared ferociously. It was obvious that he had made concessions to Ye Xuan before. This was his great humiliation. If he hadn't been for the secret here, he would have issued a killer to Ye Xuan. How could he humble and pray for ye Xuan's life?