At the moment when the music sounded, in Qingli Palace, countless figures appeared in unison, harnessing the escaping light and flying into the air.
Tower ships, flying boats, precious carriages, divine shuttles... all kinds of flying escapement instruments and rainbow lights flying in the sky are dazzling.
Among them, Bai Zhu even saw a few monks riding pigs.
The pig was extremely fat, with a round head and a rather naive attitude.
On both sides of the pig's body, there are a pair of small wings the size of a palm, which are better than nothing and are flapping vigorously.
Cui Yuanzhou glanced back, his throat moved, and he swallowed unconsciously.
"What are you thinking about?" Monk Huiyuan said:
"Can I still let you eat someone else's spiritual pet?"
"I just think it's very fat." Cui Yuanzhou muttered, "I didn't say I wanted to eat it."
Bai Shu smiled and squeezed the palm-sized blue-gray dragon scales on Liuyun's sleeve.
These scales were Xu Yi's token for him to choose his son-in-law.
The moment the music sounded, infinite heat was immediately generated in the scales.
After Bai Zhu took it out of the Niwan Palace, the dragon scales vaguely guided Bai Zhu to the source of the music.
On the clear and dazzling crystal palaces, all kinds of brilliance cut through the sky, and they were brilliant and boundless.
This noise alarmed countless water tribes in Qingli Palace.
In the small cave sky, a vast land, the huge black turtle opened his old eyes slightly. The moment he opened his eyes, the water around him undulated and made rolling waves.
"It's begun."
The old turtle's lips moved, and a sound spread.
He looked at the woman under the colorful coral trees not far away and said with a smile:
"I heard that young heroes from various holy places and aristocratic families have rushed over. Not only Dazheng, but also Beiwei, Dachu, and even small countries such as Nanhai Kingdom have also come."
The old turtle babbled:
"When I was young, I once went to the Nanhai Kingdom and was almost killed by the sea tribe.
In the sea, it’s no different than Tongjiang, where the ancient remnants of Juedi Tiantong can be found everywhere. I don’t know how small countries like Nanhai Kingdom survived.”
The old turtle paused, then continued:
"There are so many great people, why don't the Seventeenth Princess go and see them? What if there is one you like?"
"You old ministers are suppressing the water veins for you. You bear the weight of the entire river every day and are unable to move."
After a long time, the woman under the coral bush finally spoke calmly:
“Every day I am invaded by water channels and qi machines, it feels like my heart is being stabbed by thousands of arrows, and I am in unbearable pain.
I'm curious, aren't you unwilling in your hearts?"
"Aren't you willing to accept it?"
The old turtle pondered for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly:
"I have known you since I was a child. Without him, let alone my cultivation, I would have been swallowed by countless water monsters in Tongjiang River. How could I have survived till now?"
"Others don't know it, but the Seventeenth Princess knows that there is no hope for you to reach the third level of martial arts."
The old turtle's voice faded, and he stared at the woman under the tree with an indifferent tone:
"For a long time, the human race has been the dominant one in the world, and the only two saints in the third realm are both from the human race.
Monsters like us, with stronger cultivations, are either captured to be used as mountain guardian spirit beasts, or used as mounts for human cultivators, and those with lower cultivations are even less worth mentioning."
He suddenly sneered in a mocking tone:
"Although there are many demon cultivators in the world, how can they all be of the same mind? Water demons, land demons, bird demons, and beast demons may appear to be the four great demon immortals, but the other three have never been of the same mind as your Majesty.
Now, purple mist is falling from the sky, there are people and demons causing trouble, and the war between the Three Kingdoms is just around the corner."
"Why? The human race is the leader of all spirits?!"
Huge waves of water suddenly arose, surging forward one after another and pressing in all directions.
The woman waved her colorful sleeves, and the heavy water that was approaching in front of her suddenly disappeared.
"There are two saints in the upper three realms."
The beautiful woman has a cold expression:
"If you conquer him, what kind of waves will it cause? Even if..."
There was a bit of coldness in her voice:
"Even though I have some friendship with you, Master Xuanwen, will you sit back and watch your demons confuse the earth and create a demon kingdom on earth?
You are full of calculations, in front of the saint, it is just the nonsense of children."
"I have always been aware of Your Majesty's plan. Ever since he came back from Song Capital..."
After the woman finished speaking, there was silence. After a long time, the old turtle's voice slowly came:
"When he saw the power of the cowherd, he always wanted to be the master of the world.
Since your Majesty is willing, we, as ministers, will have no choice but to sacrifice our lives to accompany you."
"Besides..." Old Turtle laughed with a bit of joy:
"Although martial arts is hopeless, after the Purple Mist descends from the sky, Your Majesty has obtained that thing, so why should you continue to practice martial arts?"
Purple mist descends from the sky, bringing not only chaos and humans and demons, but also other, more things.
For example, under the Fengshan Temple, the heavenly beings were trapped by the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.
The divine monk used his power to bring him back to the Vajra Holy Land from the small barren mountain in Dachu.
Not only did the Divine Foot Monk encounter something unexpected, but at the moment when the purple mist fell from the sky, Lord Qingli also got something that fell out of the purple mist.
It was a broken, small gold seal covered in smoke and fire.
The moment it fell into the Tongjiang River, countless lives were killed and injured in the water, causing the river surface to be covered with a layer of scarlet.
Qingli Jun, who was relaxing in the palace, felt something in his heart and rushed to where the golden seal was.
After receiving the golden seal, Lord Qingli issued a strange decree.
Taking the place where the golden seal fell as the starting point, all the Shui tribe living nearby were killed by the soldiers of Qingli Palace.
No one dares to disobey it, and no one dares to dissuade it.
When Lao Gui led his army to wipe out a tribe of water monkeys, he was about to return to the palace when he was suddenly called into the palace to discuss matters.
In the gorgeous palace with bright jade pillars, a man in a green robe and a bamboo crown sat on the Dabao, holding a broken gold seal in his hand.
All around, all the veterans of the Dragon Palace were standing with His Highness, their eyes excited and confused.
At this time, the old turtle who returned late finally knew.
What kind of creation is the golden seal in Qinglijun's hand?
It is called the Shinto Talisman Edict, which is the authority of the gods to perform their actions.
In the golden seal, there is recorded a sutra called "Zhongyu Yushu Shisheng Huanghua Sutra".
"Zhongyu Yushu Shisheng Huanghua Sutra" is a Shinto scripture.
It was completely different from the human-immortal martial arts that prevailed at that time. Whether it was the intention or the key points, it was completely different from the martial arts practice and was incompatible with it.
According to Qing Lijun's speculation, this is suspected to be an ancient Shinto technique before Jedi Tiantong.
Collecting the mighty power of a certain area of heaven and earth as authority, from then on observing the way of heaven and carrying out the actions of heaven, one's own body coexists with the absorbed heaven and earth, without birth or destruction, neither increase nor decrease.
The ancient gods, before Juedi Tiantong, had sown countless seeds in this world.
There are many temples, and the kingdom of God is immortal.
Countless believers are running around the earth, preaching the scriptures and meanings of the gods and spreading their glory.
To this day, even after countless years have passed since the end of the world, traces of the existence of Shinto can still be seen in ancient ruins.
As the most ancient immortal being, Qing Lijun has lived in this human world for a very long time.
The upper three realms of martial arts have not been tested for a long time. Not to mention the scriptures on cultivation, even the titles of the upper three realms have not been handed down.
Qingli Jun also asked the Master several times, but he never received a reply.
It is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and thousands of years passed by like this little by little.
But the golden seal that fell out of the purple mist opened a new door for Qingli Jun.
Ancient gods reversed yin and yang, drew rivers into land, saw through walls, patched up the sky and bathed in the sun.
At only a cursory glance, the "Zhongyu Yushu Shisheng Huanghua Sutra" in the golden seal opened a new door for Qingli Jun.
Almost without thinking, he gave up on martial arts where he could not see the way forward.
Later, Lao Gui and other Dragon Palace ministers suppressed the water veins here for this reason.
Tongjiang is vast and boundless, only slightly inferior to Yuanhai.
If Lord Qingli can worship Tongjiang through Shinto means, he can transform into a real god of rivers.
With the support of an entire Tongjiang River, even if he cannot compare with Master, he is not far behind Xuan Wenjun.
At that time, the land was truly in chaos.
He will establish the Jedi Tiantong, the first demon kingdom on earth in the world, and become the master of the demon court.
It's just that the water veins of the Tongjiang River are unparalleled. Although it is usually unnoticed, if it is practiced with Shinto methods, it is like waking up a dormant real dragon.
Even the demons and immortals in the sixth level of Qingli Jundangtang are unable to suppress this angry dragon.
Only then did the scene before the woman appear.
One after another, countless Dragon Palace veterans volunteered to bear the heavy pressure of the water veins for him, so that their bodies were restrained in place and could not leave even an inch.
But with the help of many veterans, Lord Qingli finally freed up his mind and began to practice the water vein refining.
After listening to the old turtle's words, the stunningly beautiful woman remained silent under the colorful coral trees.
She turned her jade face lightly, and her figure was carried by the current and floated into the distance.
As she left, she took one last look into the distance.
Including Old Turtle, there were dozens of huge figures whose bodies were covered by the clouds and seemed to fill the entire Tongjiang River. Unlike Old Turtle, their bodies were all shrouded in bright flames, and they were hundreds of thousands of miles away from each other.
Those dozens of qi machines looked after each other and cooperated with the ancient magic circle of Qingli Palace, seeming to be suppressing something.
"Princess Seventeen! Think about it carefully, you can't escape this marriage!"
After the woman's figure floated out, the void beside her rolled up like a gauze curtain, opening a way for her to the outside world.
The old turtle's voice came from behind the woman:
"You are Qingli Jun's heir. This marriage is not only your own business, it is also the business of all the people in Qingli Palace, including everyone in the water tribe!"
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At this moment, Baizhu and the others finally arrived at the realm where the music sounded.
He stopped escaping the light and raised his eyes to look ahead.
Densely packed, what comes into view are thousands of vast jade platforms suspended in the void.
Many people came gradually, and they all looked up with astonishment on their faces.
The jade platform has a warm color, is broad and gorgeous, and has countless talismans engraved on its surface, giving it a faint glow.
Only such artifacts can withstand the attacks of the Aperture Refining and even the Yang Fu monks without cracks and damage.
From this point of view alone, those thousands of jade platforms are rare treasures.
Countless cultivators raised their heads and clenched their fists unconsciously, their faces flushed with excitement.
Qingli Palace... is so rich in treasures...
Cui Yuanzhou looked away tremblingly and jumped three times on the spot.
"Dragon Palace, you are so rich!"
He held on to Baizhu tightly, his voice trembling:
"Senior brother, if you really marry Dragon Girl, don't forget me as your brother."
I can marry a dragon girl with a hammer...
Bai Shu reluctantly pushed his hand away and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Not talking about Fengshan Temple, just talking about Qingli Jun, he would not let his daughter marry a monk.
As a monk, he can participate in the selection of a son-in-law in the Qingli Palace and compete with others for the Milo Lantern. This is a big concession for Lord Qingli.
"Compared to Dragon Girl, I am more interested in Miluo Lantern." Bai Shu smiled at Cui Yuanzhou.
"Senior brother, you really have a strong Taoist heart!" The little fat man said with emotion: "Compared with senior brother, I am still far behind."
"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Shu lowered his head modestly.
But when they arrived at this place, the dragon scale token in Bai Shu's hand suddenly became hot.
An inexplicable message poured into his head, and Bai Shu frowned slightly, then looked at one of the jade platforms above the void.
At this time, Cui Yuanzhou also felt something. He also glanced at a jade platform in the void, and after looking at each other, Bai Shu nodded thoughtfully.
The monk Hui Yuanzhang next to him was confused. He looked at Baizhu and then at Cui Yuanzhou, his face full of confusion.
"Who to fight and where to fight."
Cui Yuanzhou raised the blue-grey dragon scale in his hand and explained to Huiyuan:
"Just now, these scales told us."
"Bald donkey doesn't have it?" the little fat man looked curious.
"Are you stupid? I am a monk, Lord Qingli will give me this thing?"
Huiyuan cursed:
"The little Buddha represents Jinghai Temple and comes to watch the ceremony!"
"Oh, hehe..."
Cui Yuanzhou shrank his head, apparently forgetting this incident.
"I'll take the first step."
Bai Shu patted Hui Yuan's shoulder, then turned into rainbow light and swept towards his square jade platform.
Cui Yuanzhou and Hui Yuan also flew to different realms respectively.
Far away, on the other side of the clouds, there are crystal palaces used for viewing ceremonies.
Bai Shu watched Hui Yuan's escaping light fall into it and blended into it.
"Here you go, Malo!"
Suddenly, when he turned his head, a voice suddenly sounded from the jade platform.
The dark-faced man stared and said in a loud voice.
"Mule's conch?" Baizhu asked curiously.
"It's Luo!"
"A radish's radish?"
The black-faced man roared angrily, his body exploded, and he stepped forward in an instant.
"Eat my big peacock fist!" Baizhu roared angrily and pointed out.
The black-faced man was startled and stopped suddenly. A black light erupted from his toes, instantly pulling him further away from Baizhu.
The Big Peacock Fist sounds like a gate boxing technique.
While secretly mocking the young man in front of him for his lack of experience, Maro took a deep breath, and black light surged around his body, like an abyss.
As soon as he raised his eyes, what came to him was a streak of rainbow light.
Bang!
In the shocked eyes, Maro was knocked out like a rag doll and fell hard off the jade platform.
moment.
Another black shadow flew up into the air again, glaring fiercely at Baizhu.
"Isn't it the Big Peacock Fist?!" Maro was filled with grief and anger, "You bully an honest person!"
"It was originally the Big Peacock Fist."
Bai Shu looked at the faint white mark on the black-faced man's chest and was quite surprised. This man's horizontal kung fu was obviously not weak.
"You are too slow and you lack the means to fight the enemy."
Bai Shu kindly reminded: "Don't just train your physical body, train other things as well."
"Humph!" The black-faced man turned his head and turned his body aside.
Bai Zhu shrugged, not taking it seriously.
Suddenly, the expression on his face changed, and the black-faced man also turned around.
The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami spread from the viewing area. They stared at one of the jade platforms and burst into cheers.
When Bai Shu saw the scene on the jade platform clearly, he and the black-faced man looked at each other and saw the shock on each other's faces.
