Tall and thin Mu Fuyao, who held up her bun with a wooden hairpin and wore a dark black divine robe, exuding a mysterious and profound aura, looked up at the three words "Taixu Pavilion" with some emotion that had no place to express.

: "It's more powerful than I thought."

The caves born with the present world have their own destiny, and they are basically captured and refined into various treasures. Most of them have owners, and of course some are broken, waiting to be reunited in time.

The reason why the caves are orderly is because there is more or less innate energy. When each cave is born, it touches the essence of the world in different proportions. However, the treasures of the caves are not high or low, because the level is in the hands of humans.

The predecessor of Taixu Pavilion is "Chaozhen Taixutian", which ranks 23rd in Xiaodongtian, and its ranking is not high. But its power performance among the existing Dongtian Noble Phantasms is far higher than this ranking.

This naturally relies on the vigorous development of Taixu Illusion.

This is the power of the times.

Stepping on the wave of the times, the world and the earth work together to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Those who go against the trend of the times, no matter how amazing and talented they are, will rarely end well in the end. Mu Fuyao himself has the deepest understanding.

If nothing unexpected happens, from today onwards, He will also board the ship of the times...

Just like God Cangtu establishing a religion and a country on the grassland, he has achieved supremacy forever.

Ling Zha returned to Qi, and he was also a passenger on the boat. His bones were rebuilt, and he was looking for someone to sail the boat. Among these old guys who survived, will he be the one to reach the other side?

Feeling the heavy darkness of night, Jiang Wang said warmly: "Venerable Mu, please wait here for a moment. There will be a result soon."

Mu Fuyao bowed and saluted: "Thank you, boss."

They both have their own names.

Mu Fuyao is now the chief chef of Bai Yujing Restaurant, and his monthly salary is one yuan stone. It is the highest salary in the restaurant! Lian Yuchan still pays her salary in silver.

Although Shopkeeper Bai accepted the gift, he would not do business at a loss. The restaurant's upcoming "Ye Shen Banquet" has already begun to be promoted.

This banquet is held once a month, with a fixed quota of twelve people, and each quota is five yuan stones.

If the business is booming in the future, shopkeeper Bai will also launch "tooth tickets", that is, "internal quotas for resale at high prices." Of course, this "internal" is himself.

When Ju Gui came to the cabinet, he was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but glance at the sundial again, suspecting that he had remembered the wrong time. It was so strange today. Cabinet member Qin, a slow man, and cabinet member Jiang, who often got stuck in time, had already stopped.

arrive.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you, the theater staff. Your style is even better than before!" Jiang Wang came over with a smile: "A small gift is not a sign of respect."

Ju Gui lowered his head and took a look. It was indeed a "little gift" - a basket of oranges.

Even a Legalist apprentice who has not yet started can't withstand such a test.

"Isn't this not good?" It was difficult for him to be serious to Jiang Zhenjun now, but the rigidity brought about by his nature still made him hesitate: "After all, this is a place for business."

"Just because this is a place where we do business, how can we be secretive about a little thought?" Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I have a bright heart, so what can I say!"

Ji Gui looked at Cabinet Member Qin, who was slowly peeling an orange, peeling all the veins cleanly.

You are so serious about everything you do...are you trying to win the first place in the orange peeling competition?

Ju Gui also accepted the basket of oranges, thinking that he would give Mr. Jiang a few pears later, as they would be of equal value.

Gradually, people came. Li Yi, who was extremely concise, almost stepped on the shadow of the sundial needle and landed on the corresponding scale, announcing that this time the Taixu meeting had officially begun.

Surprisingly, Zhong Xuanyin, who always arrived early, was absent from this meeting.

"Why didn't Mr. Zhong come?" Huang Sheli asked with a frown. She had just come down from the battlefield. There were still a few stains of blood on her face, which were left by a real demon.

If it were any other cabinet member, no matter which one didn't come, no one would bother to ask whether Ai was coming or not. Young cabinet members always have various reasons, such as "not in a good mood" or "sprained foot when going out" and so on.

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Zhong Xuanyin and Ju Gui are different. These two "old seniors" are still diligent and hardworking.

"Mr. Zhong has something to do today, and Gm. Jiang will help him record it," Jugui explained.

"Councillor Huang is really a kind-hearted person and knows how to care about his colleagues." Jiang Wang accepted the errand and praised every opportunity.

He understood in his heart that Zhong Xuanyin's absence was probably related to Sima Heng. Zhong Xuanzun said that something might have happened to Sima Heng, and he must have seen something in history... This was a Confucian matter, and he did not intend to interfere in it.

But Huang Relic was a little surprised.

Jiang Wang seemed to have changed his temper today, with baskets of oranges and baskets of good words.

Could it be that the style has been wrong all along? This guy likes to fight against the wind?

At this time, Dou Zhao's impatient voice sounded next to him: "It's almost done. You can peel a broken orange and use your divine power to hook it around. It's not too tiring! You've hit me, you know?"

It was also at this time that Ju Gui discovered that Qin Zhizhen was not peeling oranges with his fingers, but using divine power. The divine power that was invisible but actually existed, the divine power that reached the limit of the world... But someone in his drama could not capture it.

Unable to notice.

Qin Zhizhen was still a cave god, but Emperor Yama was already a Yang god!

For the current Qin Zhizhen, the step to the top is no longer difficult. Stopping here is just to continue to consolidate the foundation.

The lightning pattern between his eyebrows was about to move. Ju Gui spent a lot of effort to suppress his urge to break through immediately.

Qin Zhizhen had an expression on his face that said, "You actually saw it." He sighed: "I have no choice. I have just mastered the power of Yang Shen, so I still have to practice harder. I don't dare to neglect it."

"The Cabinet Member."

He looked over seriously: "You are also a ghost. In the future, you will return to the underworld. We, the officials and the people, are one family. Please don't see me outside."

"I am a war ghost. He jumps out of the world and is not in the cause and effect. You are a bald lackey and a bald donkey's carrot. What do you know?" Douzhao, who has always been silent, took Tianxiao and walked towards him: "Lock him in a cage.

In the middle, you have made a little hairy god, and you are just kicking your nose and face."

Qin Zhizhen spoke slowly, but he never gave in. He held the ink knife in his hand and stood up slowly: "Oh, you bastard."

The momentum of the two people collided, and the wind and thunder suddenly stirred up! The entire Taixu Pavilion felt like it was under heavy pressure, making a "creep" sound.

Waiting outside the attic, Mu Fuyao's eyelids twitched—Is it such an embarrassing thing for him to be the principal of Taixu Public School? Everyone is doing it inside?

The boss is too worried about himself!

Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves and go in, he felt an invisible force pressing down from somewhere. He understood that it was Taixu Dao Master who was inhumanely blocking him... so he had no choice but to stop. He thought that his master could cut Cang Tu Can Yi away from him.

It shouldn't be a big problem to "convince" the other Taixu cabinet members.

In the Taixu attic, the yellow relics were leaning against each other with their arms folded, so that they could take some time off.

Cang sat there blankly, listening as if he didn't hear anything.

Li Yi was wandering around, not knowing what to think.

The veins in the theater were twitching, and he could hardly resist the urge to jump up.

Chongxuan Zunzheng was preparing to make tea.

"Hey!" Jiang Wang quickly stood up and pushed one away with one hand: "If you have something to say, it's easy to say it. We are all scholars. Don't use your hands or feet. It will hurt the harmony!"

Dou Zhao fought against the sky and the earth, looking at the man named Jiang who was also dissatisfied and angry, with dangerous eyes: "You want to stop me?"

Jiang Wang could tell at a glance that this guy had just made a breakthrough and was looking for someone to practice with! He didn't want to train with him in vain.

He raised his hands as if not to interfere, and said with a smile: "I didn't mess with you, I even gave you an orange!"

A basket of oranges cannot test the drama, and it certainly cannot sway the two Taixu cabinet members.

The momentum between the two sides became more intense, and the famous sword [horizontally and vertically] was unsheathed.

The open space surrounded by the nine seats and the circle where the skylight hangs have been divided into two halves, each with its own owner.

Dou Zhao and Qin Zhizhen both walked forward. A golden light suddenly shone on one's body, and a divine light came down to dye his clothes in black.

But at the same time, the color of snow also appeared on the two of them, starting from their wrists and spreading all the way——

The shadow is like a flying figure, its feather beak is faint, and it walks around its body. It is called "the bird that tells death", and there are forty-nine of them flying.

The snow covers the golden flowers, and the frost freezes the will of the gods.

In the dark, there are two more ice coffins prepared for them. They have already crossed the door of life and death and are far away from the Taixu Pavilion.

Immortal Art·Qianqiu Coffin!

Ning Dao Ru used this technique in the demon world to deal with Ye Bodhisattva in the name of Xu Qiuci.

Once it is activated to the extreme, the ice coffin will descend, freezing the Tao, and withering away the longevity.

But the same magical technique that Jiang Wang used today was much stronger than it was then.

One thing is that the Winter Immortal Technique used by Ning Daoru at that time did not have the [Longevity Chapter] to complete it. Hong Junyan, who could really exert the power of this Immortal Technique, was still sleeping at that moment.

Secondly, one of the most important characteristics of the immortal arts in the Immortal Palace Age is that they need "skill introduction" to promote them.

For example, there are three major systems of immortal arts in Yunding Immortal Palace, and there are three types of techniques, namely [Good Fortune Qingyun], [Evil Disaster Dark Cloud], and [Lingxiao Qi].

At present, Jiang Wang has only accumulated a certain amount of [Good Fortune Qingyun] through Qingyunting.

When inheritors of later generations use immortal skills, they often use various methods to substitute them when they cannot get the introduction. For example, Jiang Wang used "Ru Meng Ling". It is relatively cumbersome to use, and ultimately has shortcomings and cannot be used.

Reaching for perfection.

Ning Daoru also used a similar method. Using the fake to imitate the real cannot push the magic to its extreme.

Check out the correct version one by one!

The art introduction of Winter Fairy Palace is called [Eternal Snow].
To be continued...