Chapter 20

Dao Tianjun's cry made the figures in the bronze immortal hall silent.

In the dark light mirror, his black eyes looked up at the sky, as if there was a power. He was looking at the people present through the dark light mirror.

"The little guy is much smarter than I thought, he guessed."

The sound of youth contains the vicissitudes of life.

All the people in the hall were silent. They were very surprised.

A 13-year-old boy, born in the most ordinary village in the wasteland, his mind exceeded expectations.

For all this, people in the temple are interested.

"Fu Xuan, you let him be Shiyun's clan. You really picked up a big bargain." an old man opened his mouth, wearing a blue robe, Hefa Tongyan and xianfengdaogu.

For this person.

Fu Xuan knows Shuimiao's eldest brother.

An old monster with a respected position in the Terran.

"Of course," Fu xuanshuang quickly admitted.

See.

The old man in blue shook his head.

His words were nothing more than teasing, but he obviously used the wrong method. It was useless in front of Fu Xuan, who had the cheek to stop the emperor's bombardment.

"All of you have seen his potential. What do you think?" the fire emperor whispered.

Listen to this sound.

The meaning of this sentence is clear to everyone.

In the final analysis, the purpose of gathering here today is closely related to the words of the fire emperor, to judge the potential of Tao Tianjun and to choose the road of Tao Tianjun in the future.

They will never pay so much attention to any living creature in the wasteland.

But this matter involves the Dragon King.

Everything is different.

"You judge, I went to find him." Fu Xuan opened his mouth and stood up.

Stop talking.

Fu Xuan walked towards the back of the bronze immortal hall.

"This guy has been in my wasteland for nearly a thousand years, still like this..." the old man in blue robe was dissatisfied.

Other people's eyes are crossed by different gods, and no one knows what they think.

The fire emperor doesn't understand the idea of the old man in blue.

The people of their family missed such an excellent seedling as Dao Tianjun. If they could not defeat Fu Xuan, he doubted that they were still old.

"Don't we have a conclusion about shuilao? It's wrong if you're still entangled here." the fire emperor looked at shuilao and immediately opened his mouth again, "now the most important thing is your ideas."

Listen to this, shuilao doesn't say anything anymore.

Fu Xuan accepted Tianjun as a firewood clan for Shi Yun, and it is a foregone conclusion that he belongs to Shi Yun.

"He is the man chosen by the Dragon King. Although he can't understand what the Dragon King means up to now, he can't ignore this. He can be selected as a small waster with his qualifications."

"His aptitude is not that his physical body is strong. It will only take us some time to cultivate a mortal with a quadrupole physical body. At present, it is not enough to make him a small waster."

"I agree to let him become a small waster. His character toughness can make up for his deficiency."

"He is too young to guarantee such resilience in the future."

"The Dragon King chose his son and wouldn't let him join the ranks of small waste owners. It's unreasonable to be emotional and reasonable."

The figures of the ancient bronze hall are all open, but the seemingly complex sounds are full of peace.

Just when these mysterious creatures had doubts about the identity of Dao Tianjun, after Fu Xuan entered the hall, he did not go out of the ancient hall, but went deep into the ancient hall.

The bronze ancient hall has a long history in the wasteland, even in the ancient hall that has existed for a long time.

Fu Xuan walked slowly with a special frequency.

He was like a ghost and appeared in a mysterious room in the hall unconsciously.

The room was empty with only a stone bed.

There was a young man sleeping on it. It was Dao Tianjun.

Looking at Dao Tianjun, Fu Xuan suddenly became angry. The smelly boy just made fun of him, but he calmed down at the thought of Dao Tianjun's performance.

There was a seal in his hand, and there was a rune on his fingertips. He didn't enter Tao Tianjun's forehead.

"Smelly boy, don't wake up soon."

Tao Tianjun was still in the wasteland and shouted.

Suddenly.

He felt a whirl of earth.

His eyes opened, and into his eyes was a dark room, "where is this?"

Next second.

Dao Tianjun saw Fu Xuan's white beard and smiling face.

Huh?!

I was just in a fantasy?

For a moment, Dao Tianjun immediately understood what he had experienced before, which was a fantasy. At the same time, what he thought was not wrong. All the previous things were just experience.

Sure enough, as a new century youth poisoned by novels, he was right in his judgment.

"A gadget inside the bronze immortal hall." Fu Xuan opened his mouth and answered.

Tao Tianjun glanced, "is it really a dreamland exercise?"

But soon, Dao Tianjun had a different color in his eyes. He heard a familiar word, bronze immortal hall?!

Is it the bronze immortal hall in the sky?

Or is it the bronze fairy temple in the perfect world?

"Mirage? That's a good thing to say. Your previous experience is the manifestation of something before. It introduces your spirit and makes you feel it."

Fu Xuan said again.

Listening to Fu Xuan's words, Dao Tianjun regained consciousness.

"Aren't those pure illusions? Are they the manifestation of things that once were? Are there those demons in the remnant wasteland?"

Fu Xuan nodded, "yes, but you don't need to worry. It was a dark time, a long time ago, just some fallen creatures."

In this regard, Dao Tianjun was interested and wanted to ask.

"Don't ask me about this. It's too old. It's still before the mythological age. Even if you ask about some old antiques buried underground, you may not know the root." Fu Xuan saw Dao Tianjun's idea and waved his hand.

Listen to this sentence, Dao Tianjun has nothing to say.

What's the use of you wonderful old man!

When he came to this world, Dao Tianjun has determined that he not only wants to reach the peak, but also wants to explore the history of ancient and modern times, which may be very interesting, just like reading novels.

Tao Tianjun is not entangled.

Fu Xuan saw Tao Tianjun's interest and said, "if you are interested, you can go to the ancient pavilion, where you can write ancient history, but now you want to meet some people with me."

"The guardian of the remnant wasteland?"

Tao Tianjun doesn't think about cableway.

However, Fu Xuan did not answer and took him directly out of the dark room.

Next time.

Dao Tianjun saw a road leading to a hall.

The sound from the end of the road could be clearly heard in my ears.

"After all, you are still not sure whether he was chosen by the Dragon King. If he was chosen by the Dragon King, it would be natural for him to be selected as a small waster. Even if it was waste wood and ants, as long as it was chosen by the Dragon King, he would have such treatment."

Listen to this sentence.

Dao Tianjun clearly felt a burning feeling, as if he were deep in 100000 volcanoes.

This is a strong man!

In an instant, Dao Tianjun had a judgment. Just because his words didn't show any authority, it would have such an effect. If someone said he was not strong, Dao Tianjun estimated that he would slap him in the past.

"Fire emperor, you are the strongest of the remnant wasteland Terrans today."

Fu Xuan's voice suddenly came into his ears.

Tao Tianjun was stunned

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