"Master of the Luoshui Palace, there is a living being holding the jade talisman of the Lord of the Palace, waiting for summons on the Hongqiao."
Zhao Qiong slowly entered the side hall and saluted the girl in white clothes on the platform.
Luo Shui looked away from the light curtain in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Now is the time of the Holy Sect Competition. The clan brother is about to participate in the third round of competition. Who will come to see you at this time?"
Zhao Qiong did not dare to look at Luo Shui's long snow-white hair hanging down, and lowered his head further: "He is a creature in the first stage of Yunling in the Divine Sea. He claims to be an old friend from the Taichu territory."
"Is it too Chu territory?"
Luo Shui flicked his gauze sleeves, dispersing the light curtain in front of his eyes, and walked straight down the platform.
Zhao Qiong rolled his eyes and followed Luo Shui out of the side hall.
On the Xuanguang Rainbow Bridge, a gloomy man in black robe stood quietly outside the palace gate, looking down at the continuous palaces of the Bright Upper Palace, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Zhao Xiaoyun, you are still alive!?"
Luo Shui walked out of the Jade Court Palace and immediately saw the man in black robe on the edge of the Xuanguang Hong Bridge, his eyes full of surprise.
When the Xuanyin ghost spirit was born under the stone bridge in Anyang County, it absorbed 70% of Zhao Xiaoyun's soul. Although in the end Zhao Xiaoyun and some direct bloodlines of the Ji family were taken away from the Taichu territory by Ji Suiming, they
The soul has long been incomplete, and according to common sense, it is impossible to wake up again.
Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head and glanced at the girl in moon-white brocade clothes who was as beautiful as a goddess. He twitched the corners of his lips and said: "Although the Xuanyin ghost spirit has absorbed most of my soul, it has also used the 'ghost-shedding true spell' that I have practiced.
'Everything has been stripped away. I am able to recover to this point now, and I have to thank Lord Blood River and Master Shen Mu."
After saying this, Zhao Xiaoyun cupped his hands in the direction of Qingluo Realm.
After the disaster in Anyang County, Zhao Xiaoyun's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. Now he has even completely got rid of his half-human and half-ghost body, and has truly entered the first stage of the Divine Sea Yunling with the pure Taiyu Xuanqi.
Luo Shui was a little happy when he heard this and said with a smile: "It's okay if nothing happens. Follow me into the palace to talk."
In the memory of Luo Shui's soul, Zhao Xiaoyun was the one who came to Taiyu Shengzong with himself, Ji Yuenian, Zhao Yanran and many other creatures from the Taichu territory. When he met him at this time, his heart naturally grew up out of thin air.
Many feelings of intimacy.
Zhao Xiaoyun should have received the admonishment from Leader Shen Mu long ago. He took a deep look at Luoshui's beautiful and picturesque white face and responded: "Good."
Side hall.
After Zhao Qiong served Yang Ling fragrant tea, he waved his sleeves and left with another disciple.
Luo Shui picked up the white jade tea cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Since you are practicing with your ancestors at Shen Mu Taoist Hall, why do you come to Yuting Palace at this time? You must also know that the clan brother took the first and second rounds.
He came first in the first round of the competition, and now he is still waiting for the third round of competition in Echo Small Realm, and has never returned to the Tongming Mountains."
Zhao Xiaoyun sniffed the fragrant tea on the table, but did not reach out to pick it up. His expression was a little gloomy, and he said: "Once the Taichu territory fell, we will have no place to go back to. Since recovering from the injury, except for my cousin's Yuting
Outside of the palace, I have nowhere to go."
Luo Shui frowned slightly, with some confusion on his face: "Ancestor Blood River is not a mean person. Even if you have been practicing with him in Shen Mu Dojo, why not?"
"I am a creature in the realm of the Divine Sea, and the source of profound energy required for cultivation is too huge." Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head gently, "The most important thing is that I don't even have a clan membership, so I can't be considered legitimate at all.
I am a disciple of the Taiyu Sheng Sect, even if Lord Blood River is the deacon and elder of Shen Mu Dojo, there is no way he would give me a huge amount of resources to practice for no reason."
Reaching out to pick up the spiritual tea and drink it all, Zhao Xiaoyun paused and continued: "Even if I am included in the sect of Shen Mu Taoist Temple as a casual cultivator, my orthodox cultivation background is too shallow, and in the end I can only get extremely good results.
A small amount of spiritual resources. In this case, it is better to come directly to my cousin’s dojo. I know that my cousin is about to ascend the throne of the Holy Son of the Third Mountain, and I don’t think he will just sit back and watch me."
Before the dramatic changes in Anyang, Zhao Xiaoyun was half human and half ghost, and he was the domain lord of the Tunyun small domain. He had thousands of demons and ghosts under his command, so he had no shortage of cultivation resources.
Although he has now gotten rid of the "True Curse of Ghost Transformation" on his soul, from now on he can only practice the most orthodox "Taiyu Xuanqing True Spirit Gathering Technique", using Taiyu Xuanqi to reshape the divine sea, rebuild the spiritual platform, and
There is no difference at all when practicing the "True Mantra to Remove Ghosts".
While the two were talking, a transparent light curtain of mysterious light condensed out of the main hall, and the scene in the small echo realm appeared extremely clearly.
Luo Shui put down the white jade tea cup, looked at the huge light curtain in the hall with a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as water, and said: "The third round of the competition has begun."
Zhao Xiaoyun's mind moved slightly and he looked over.
At the same time, tens of thousands of creatures on the three towers of the Echo Small Realm, the six mountains and three realms of Taiyu Shengzong, and countless forces of various sizes in the Yuanyan Realm are all holding their breaths at this time, waiting for Taiyu
The third round of the Holy Sect competition has truly begun.