As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

From Tianpu Mountain to Beiyuan.

You have to pass through an inland sea.

At this time, the commander of the Thousand Guards, Tu Shanyue, was riding on a strange beast, the Fire-Eating Bull, and following Wang Tiedao. His eyes fell on a chariot beside the inland sea, with some doubts between his brows.

This chariot joined the team yesterday.

The chariot was extremely simple, made of black iron, and tightly wrapped with a piece of black cloth, as if it could block all light and sight falling on the chariot.

Even spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate.

In front of the chariot, there were four virtual god-level dragons pulling the carriage, and the driver was a young Taoist priest about fifteen years old.

If Tu Shanyue was not mistaken, then the four dragons should belong to the dragon clan of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, known as the Four Little Dragons. The four little dragons were not among the top ten when separated, but if they formed a coiled dragon formation, perhaps only the Little Demon King and Tu Su could take them lightly among the top ten.

But now.

They were actually treated as animals pulling carts, and they seemed extremely submissive. Tu Shanyue even saw extremely strong fear and flattery in their eyes, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence sitting in the chariot.

"Brother Gou, who is in the chariot?"

Seeing the chariot set off again, Tu Shanyue took a half step back and whispered to the old dog who was carving with the magic knife.

"Wang Liu, who else could it be?"

The old dog glanced at Tu Shanyue and said dimly, “That bastard relied on his relationship with the Son of God to get involved and steal the credit.

I don’t know what the Son of God was thinking. He actually became brothers with him and made him the leader of Qingliang Mountain.

Bah, I really feel bad for Lao Wang."

"The person in the chariot is actually Commander Wang?"

Tu Shanyue was slightly surprised. As Tu Su's servant, he naturally knew that his master and Wang Liu had sworn brotherhood, and he also knew that they had made a great oath with Chidi as the sacrificer.

There is absolutely no possibility that Wang Liu would betray.

When he heard Lao Gou reveal Wang Liu's identity, he immediately understood the whole story.

Before, he was puzzled by Tu Su's order.

Deep down, he was worried that he would be betrayed by the bandits in Qingliang Mountain.

Since Wang Liu is here, I believe everything is under the master's control, so there will naturally be no problem!

......

Chen Zhian was half leaning against the carriage.

Not far from him.

Tan Tai Ming Yue, dressed in white as white as snow, was holding a volume of Taoist scriptures in her hands and reading them attentively.

At this time, half a month had passed since the battle of Higashino Osawa.

Chen Zhian's face was still a little pale.

The final collective self-explosion of all the cultivators in the world of gods and demons gathered terrifying energy and almost blew him into ashes.

But between life and death.

It can indeed best stimulate potential.

As the mushroom cloud rose, Chen Zhian finally succeeded in integrating his fifth innate sword intent into the world of sword intent.

At that moment, he saw a gap in the mushroom cloud.

So there was a sword that almost opened the sky.

But that sword is powerful.

However, it also drained all of his vitality away, leaving him in a state of exhaustion.

After waking up from coma, he asked Tan Tai Ming Yue to go to Duan River and asked Jiang Wang Sun to go to Tian Pu Mountain, which led to today's northern expedition targeting Xuan Xin and Tu Su at the same time.

Xuanxin hid in Beiyuan, and gathered two thousand cultivators under his command, and the number was expanding every day. As time went on, more and more cultivators from the Great Wilderness would fall into his hands.

The most important thing is that Chen Zhian feels that the battlefield is increasingly hostile to him, to the point where even drinking water gets stuck in his teeth. He has to cut the Gordian knot quickly, lest he get killed in this battlefield by the night's delay.

"Cough cough..."

Four dragons were dragging the chariot through the air. Suddenly, Dragon Three stumbled and fell straight into the inland sea. The chariot became bumpy instantly.

Although it regained stability in an instant, the scabbed wounds on Chen Zhian's chest and abdomen were torn again, and scarlet blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. His aura was visibly weakening.

Tan Tai Ming Yue put down the volume of the Taoist Canon in her hand, and passed the white energy from her fingers into Chen Zhi An's Qi Sea. She frowned slightly as she looked at Chen Zhi An who was coughing non-stop: "This is the third time today."

"Ahem, just get used to it."

Chen Zhian's face was pale, but his face was full of mocking smiles: "The thief God has no moral principles and only resorts to despicable means. He must be anxious!"

"Why?"

Doubt flashed across Tan Tai Ming Yue's usually calm eyes, and she said puzzledly: "Even the ancient emperors would be punished by heaven only when they broke through, but you..."

"Haha, who knows, maybe He is jealous of my good looks?"

Chen Zhian took out a small holy pill, swallowed it, and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

To be honest, not only Tan Tai Mingyue was curious, but he himself was also confused. The evil God was relentless in chasing him and tricking him, to the point of being shameless.

At first he thought it was because he was a cultivator from the Great Wilderness, and that the evil God wanted to use the Great Wilderness as a sacrifice to reopen the world of domination, so he was given special care.

But gradually he discovered that it was not the case at all.

Because neither Ye Jing nor Xiao Wuyou were particularly targeted, and the injuries on those two people were obviously more serious than his, and they were already walking on the ground.

Only he seems like an unlucky guy.

The thief God made no secret of his malice towards him, which was becoming more and more excessive. Fortunately, he had Tan Tai Ming Yue along for the trip, otherwise it would have been really troublesome.

long silence.

Chen Zhian looked back at Tan Tai Ming Yue who was holding the Daoist Canon, and took out a pair of frameless glasses made of glass from his Xumi Ring that he had polished when he was bored in the brothel and handed them to her, saying gently, "Thank you for protecting me all the way."

Tan Tai Ming Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at the object as pure as glass in Chen Zhi An's hand in confusion, not knowing what it meant.

After a moment of silence, she seemed to remember something, closed the Taoist scriptures, looked at Chen Zhian and said seriously: "Brother Daoist, Mingyue has lived her life only to climb high and see far, to seek the way back to the great way. I travel with you only to thank you for not killing me and to fulfill my promise. It is definitely not what Jiang Wangsun said... So... So please don't misunderstand me..."

At this point, she seemed to feel something was wrong and added: "Brother Dao, you are a good person..."

"Uh..."

Chen Zhian looked at Tan Tai Mingyue in confusion.

He just saw that Tan Tai Ming Yue's eyes, like the bright moon and stars, seemed to be a little distracted, and the chariot was gloomy and dark. He suddenly remembered that he had polished two pairs of glasses for that old man Zhuang Mo, so he took them out and gave them to her. He never thought that he was given the nice guy card.

As expected, even if there are thousands of mountains and seas between them, or even countless worlds between them, in past and present lives, women in the world are mostly self-taught when it comes to stabbing a man in the chest with a knife.

Fortunately, Chen Zhian really had no interest in Tan Tai Mingyue, otherwise he would have been defeated miserably just based on these few words.

Just as he had said to the little Taoist priest.

Tan Tai Ming Yue is too indifferent, or apathetic, and only wants to reach the top of the road.

It can be predicted that as her cultivation level increases, her seven emotions and six desires will become less and less, and with every step she takes on the path of seeking, she will cut off a trace of emotion, until she is free from cause and effect, and becomes a celestial being without desires and untainted by the dust, reaching the great realm of tranquility and inaction.

Until then.

In her eyes, the people and things along the way are just ordinary memories, like passing clouds.

She is suitable to be a fellow Taoist who can support each other on the path to the great Dao, but not suitable to be a companion who can support each other in times of trouble.

In comparison.

Although Li Xining, who was born with a Taoist body, looks cold, his emotions are more intense than most people, otherwise he would not have drawn his sword and committed suicide, and he would not have compromised and married Chen Zhian for the sake of Xibohou Mansion.

Nor would he be accepted as a closed disciple by the Taoist master who drew his sword and stabbed the saint...