Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

There is a record in the shop that says the owner of the steamed bun shop came here as a refugee and opened a steamed bun shop to make a living.

Xu Changqing walked over and observed for a while with a calm expression. The environment inside the steamed bun shop had changed a lot. There were tables, and customers were eating steamed buns and soy milk inside.

Actually, he didn't expect it either.

More than four hundred years have passed, almost five hundred years have passed, and this steamed bun shop still exists.

Since we're already here, let's try one before we leave.

Thinking this, he walked over to the man and waited quietly.

The owner of the steamed bun shop smiled and wrapped a meat bun in a yellow paper, then held up a fist-sized bamboo tube filled with milky white soy milk.

After handing these over to Xu Changqing, he didn't forget to instruct him: "Since you're here to escape disaster, it's best not to beg. Find a job, and once you have enough money, open a shop."

Xu Changqing took the meat bun and soy milk, nodded, and left without saying anything.

Before leaving, he used his magic to condense a few copper coins, tossed them to the shopkeeper, and then departed.

He took a bite of the meat bun, frowned slightly, but still finished it quickly, along with some soy milk.

"Not bad, it's about 70-80% similar." After finishing the meal, Xu Changqing felt it was almost identical to what he had made back then.

After taking one last look at the steamed bun shop, I left the city.

This steamed bun shop was my life's work back then, but now I have no nostalgia for it; I'm just reminiscing about my past self.

As for the Misty Holy Land, let's just go and destroy it when we have time.

Many forces will decline over time; I've just accelerated their decline.

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Xu Changqing did not cultivate. He was like an ascetic, measuring the world with his footsteps, comprehending the profound meaning of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and experiencing the vastness of the mortal world.

Improve your own laws.

Over the years, he has traveled the world on foot, just like an ordinary person, stopping in the mountains and rivers to listen to the words of the Great Way and understand the meaning of all living beings.

Recognize the universe, understand the world, and discover your true self.

After years of fighting, even a weary soul has found purification.

During this time, he bought a rather intelligent ox and rode it through the eastern wilderness.

It was a black bull, and strangely enough, Xu Changqing spotted this proud bull at first glance among the herd.

Several cows circled around it, and it glanced at them with disdain. This intelligent look immediately attracted Xu Changqing's attention.

Sure enough, it remained unruly after being bought.

But after being taught a lesson by the Path of Truth, he behaved himself.

As he walked, he came to the place where he used to live, and led a cow into a dense forest.

In the dense forest, black iron blocks are occasionally buried in the soil.

Centuries of changes have turned that village, which once experienced war, back into its primitive state, where there is no trace of life.

"Nothing in this world is immutable; even the eternal and immortal heavens will eventually perish."

Xu Changqing stood in an open space, leading a fat black ox, looking at the surrounding weeds.

After spending one night there, we continued on our journey.

During this time, it would occasionally take out medicinal herbs to feed the black ox, letting the black ox know that its master was terrifyingly powerful.

Every dinner includes herbs, which are said to make one stronger and enhance one's intelligence.

When it saw Xu Changqing drinking, the aroma of the wine made it sleep for a long time, but it also developed a liking for drinking.

Having no other option, Xu Changqing took out the medicinal wine and poured it into a basin.

inside.

The big black ox's eyes lit up with surprise. He lowered his head and licked the medicinal wine in the basin with his tongue.

The entire cow exudes a delicate fragrance, as if it has been marinated with herbs, and white mist emanates from its pores, expelling many impurities.

"Mmm, delicious, delicious!"

"Wait, that's not right."

Black Bull's eyes suddenly widened; he thought he had just spoken!

It looked at the young man sitting beside it with an incredulous expression, grinned, and nudged Xu Changqing with its head, saying, "Master, I, Old Ox, can talk now."

Xu Changqing remained calm, touched the black ox's horn, and said, "Normal."

As he spoke, he passed on the demon race's cultivation techniques from his mind to Black Bull.

Countless demonic cultivation techniques flooded the black bull's mind, causing it to experience a headache.

"Moo, that's enough, that's enough, too much." A large number of scriptures appeared in his mind one by one, and hundreds of thousands of runes spun in his mind, making his eyes dizzy.

After digesting it for a while, Black Bull didn't know which cultivation technique to practice next; there were just too many.

There are techniques from various demon races, including the Demon Bull Clan, the Dragon Clan, and the Roc Clan, and even techniques from Holy Spirits.

"Master, now that I, Old Ox, can talk, could you give me a name?" Black Ox's huge eyes were full of expectation.

The master must be a knowledgeable and wise person, with expertise in astronomy.

I'm sure I can come up with a catchy name for myself.

Xu Changqing pondered for a moment, looked at Black Bull, and said softly, "Since you're so dark, let's call you Big Black."

For a moment, Dahei fell silent, countless ancient characters flashing through his mind.

The owner of a vast collection of books would surely be able to give himself a resounding and powerful name.

But unexpectedly, he was called Big Black.

Chapter 105 The Excited Big Black

Soon, Dahei, looking rather sullen, carried Xu Changqing on its back and set off again, not knowing where it was going, just wandering around aimlessly.

After Xu Changqing bought it, it encountered many monsters that tried to intercept it, but those monsters inexplicably exploded and died.

It understood that this was its master's doing.

Soon after, Xu Changqing arrived at a hill where Saint King-level fluctuations and a faint Great Saint aura were observed.

He looked calmly at the tombstones in front of him, which had already been set up with a grand formation. He dismounted from the black ox, walked to the front of the formation, and casually tore one open.

The great formation was immediately torn open, and the Saint King-level formation was about to unleash its power when it was suppressed by Xu Changqing's divine sense.

He went inside, and Black Bull followed cautiously behind him, having just sensed an aura of world-destroying power.

Ahead, there are three tombstones.

After seeing his own tombstone, Xu Changqing fell silent. He scanned it with his divine sense and found a blood-stained garment, a scripture, a broken jade slip, and a piece of black gold with dragon patterns inside.

Seeing this, he immediately sneered and said in a deep voice, "Duan De, Duan De, do you think that giving me these things will make me forgive you?"

"Don't let me find you."

But he didn't stop what he was doing. With a thought, the entire land churned, and a large crater appeared.

Runes were emanating from the black coffin, as if to prevent anyone from opening it.

But these methods were like child's play to Xu Changqing. With a thought, the entire coffin opened instantly.

A scripture emitting a divine light, a broken jade slip, and a fist-sized piece of black gold with dragon patterns.

With a probe of his divine sense, he found that the scripture contained the technique of mending the heavens, but unfortunately, it was incomplete and would easily cause problems if practiced. However, most of the texts inside were useful to him.

The tattered jade slip contained the scripture of salvation.

“Accumulated Yang becomes spirit, spirit contains form, form is born from the sun, the sun is born from the moon, accumulated Yin forms shape, form contains spirit…”

"A clear mind illuminates all things, a powerful spirit prevails, all senses are contained in a single breath, and all things are observed with a single mind..."

Like a great emperor from countless ages ago preaching, a grand voice entered Xu Changqing's ears, and ancient characters appeared on his sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, peace returned. Xu Changqing remained calm, but his determination to kill Duan De did not diminish in the slightest.

"Even with an incomplete copy of the Scripture of Salvation, one can obtain the Killing Sword, and even the array diagram."

With his strength, he could slaughter the gods on the other side of the Bitter Sea and obtain the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the array diagram. Then he would no longer fear the Imperial Fire Spirit.

But for now, we can't show our faces yet. When we finally do, we'll give the Imperial Fire Spirit and the Underworld a good beating.

He left something inside the coffin in his cenotaph and then rearranged a large array.

As for what was placed there, it was nothing more than scriptures he had created himself.

The weather today is not ideal. Dark clouds are covering the sky, and a light drizzle is falling. The gloomy sky looks like the gods have splashed ink on it.

In the damp, dense forest, Big Black looked sullen, occasionally twitching its tail to knock away weeds, its whole body soaking wet.

The light drizzle would bounce off Xu Changqing automatically when it landed on him.

This made Big Black

I'm so envious.

After leaving his cenotaph, Xu Changqing continued to contemplate the governance of heaven and earth, walking the path he had walked before, as if everything had started from the beginning.

Looking back now, he thinks it was foolish.

After several days, the weather still hadn't recovered and it kept raining.

At night, we arrived at a town, which was brightly lit, with red lanterns hanging in front of every house.

There weren't many people on the streets, and the uneven ground was covered in puddles, reflecting the bright moon in the sky.

This is strange; how can the moon appear on a rainy day?

On the street, there was only one large black ox carrying a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes.

Big Black walked slowly down the street, a bitter look on his face. He said, "Master, could you open an inn? I've been walking for days and I'm tired. I want to rest."

"Okay." Xu Changqing agreed and casually opened an inn, letting Dahei stay in the shed.

Big Black was tied up in the cowshed, looking bewildered. "Wait, why are you tying me up?"