Chapter 352 (1/2)

Gongsun xiner hasn't woken up yet.

Such talent

Chen xinglie is very envious.

Epiphany is very rare. The time of Epiphany is usually not very long. In many cases, even for a moment, a trance wakes up. The longer the time, the more things you can understand, the more precious it will be.

At this point.

Chen xinglie is almost certain that Gongsun xiner will have embarked on the road of literary and Taoist cultivation only after Gongsun xiner wakes up. Although according to Gongsun xiner's breath, if no one interrupted and no one affected her, this state would last at least for a long time.

”In my memory, after Gongsun Xuanji died, Gongsun xiner suddenly realized that he had to spend one day and one night, or three days and three nights...”

Chen xinglie's eyes narrowed slightly.

He couldn't remember it clearly, but it was a long time.

But Chen xinglie did not dare to bet on such a thing.

In case Gongsun xiner is out of the state of Epiphany before long?

It should not be too late!

”If Gongsun xiner realizes the road of Wen Dao's cultivation, how can I plunder it?”

Chen xinglie opened the books in his hand.

This is a Tao Te Ching.

But it's very well-known

Small words and great meaning!

Every word contains the infinite wisdom of ancient Chinese philosophers.

Chen xinglie, holding this book of Tao Te Ching, glanced at the four sides with a look of integrity. He exuded an indescribable prestige.

This kind of prestige, from the inside out.

It's not that Chen xinglie's martial arts strength is so high, nor is it how imposing he pretends to be.

Just because

My stomach is full of poetry and calligraphy!

How brilliant the wisdom of the ancient Chinese schools of thought is, Chen xinglie's foundation today is as abundant as ever.

All the people below raised their heads and looked up at Chen xinglie standing on the high-rise building. Everyone was sitting in a critical position and did not even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

Gu Huo Meimei had already fallen from the air and turned into a human figure. Chen xinglie was escorted by her.

The drunk dragon Taoist holds the Dragon grain ancient sword and stands on the other side of Chen xinglie.

The wind is quiet and the eyes are condensed. They are guarding against the people in the party. No one is allowed to make trouble at this moment.

Speechless old eunuch quietly came to the high-rise building, back to Chen xinglie's high-rise building, to prevent anyone from approaching.

Only qianyuzao has complicated eyes.

The human race flourished.

From now on, if the Terran had a more cultural and spiritual cultivation method, would it not be even more superior to the world's hundred clans, and would trample the demon clan in the mud and severely trample on it.

This worries qianyuzao.

Right now.