Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can hear shouts and screams.
When he came up and took a look, he realized that it was Hun Tianhuo who was jumping up and down.
Although the master is asleep, the magic box has to be opened! The so-called maliu means that the disciples of the Immortal Sect who come to practice should go in quickly. After the work is done, it can go to find a place to cool down.
Whizzing! .??.??
There is no need for it to shout, the disciples of the Immortal Sect are also very conscious. It can be said that they are working one after another. After all, this is their second time here. It is because they have been in it that they know the mystery inside. It is an absolute holy land for cultivation. What a good thing it is.
, naturally hurriedly moved forward.
"The Immortal Sect is about to rise."
This is what the elders have said countless times.
Although the magic box is small, its power is great. All the disciples who go in will be more or less blessed when they come out, just like the Saint of Daluo who entered the box twice to practice and transformed both times, as if he has made a breakthrough to the level of immortality.
Signs of the King.
This is just one of them.
There is no shortage of talents in the Immortal Sect, and there are a lot of outstanding ones.
On the top of the mountain, Bu Nian Tian stands gracefully, quietly gazing into the distance.
The road to heaven opened, and she seemed to be able to see across the endless void, rays of fairy light dyed with mortal world. These were all mortals who had ascended to the fairy world, from all directions.
No one can estimate the quantity.
There is no way, the world of immortality and mortal world have been separated for too long.
Over the endless years, I don’t know how many quasi-immortals have precipitated.
It should be a lifelong wish of mortals to see the sky beyond.
"Can't get down."
The old magic stick climbed up, and there was a fat immortal beside him.
The two of them were in bad condition, both covering their foreheads and grinning.
The road to ascending to immortality was open, but the road to descending to the mortal world was blocked. They were so hard on their heads! They had been bumping into each other for most of the night. Not only could they not descend to the mortal world, but their heads were bruised and bleeding.
"The sanctioner's
Handwriting." Bu Niantian whispered.
"It's so boring." The old magician cursed secretly.
"There must be a reason for doing this," said the Fat Immortal.
"Try to find it."
"Okay."
The two old men drank a sip of wine and both flew up to the sky.
Along with them, there were many elders of the Immortal Sect. They were not going to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to find those little babies who had ascended from Daxia, who were Zhao Yun's old friends.
Ordinarily, everyone has their own way to go, and they have no reason to intervene forcefully, but who makes him have many enemies in the Immortal Sect? Who makes Zhao Yun the holy son of the Daluo Immortal Sect? His old friends who have ascended to the immortal world, every
Everyone has the possibility of being retaliated by the enemy. If they are captured and threatened, the situation will be extremely passive.
So, why don’t you try your best to find it!
Not thinking that the sky has not left yet, I still stand on the top of the mountain and look out at the sky, only occasionally lowering my eyes and glancing at the jade hands.
There is an ancient secret pattern engraved on the palm of his hand, which is an infinitely traceable mark.
For example, Zhao Yun's old friends in the mortal world all have a mark like this in their bodies, just so that they can use this mark to find people after they ascend.
such a pity!
When you step onto the path to immortality and enter the immortal gate, all your marks will be erased.
No matter how it is, if you can enter the fairy world with a mark, your enemies can also secretly plant the mark, and you can also use the mark to find people. For the ascended mortals, it is nothing less than a disaster. Without the mark, they
Finding people is very difficult, and so are enemies.
"try to find."
"Catch them alive for me."
Such fierce words, such cold orders, come from many forces, including the enemies of the Immortal Sect and old friends of Mr. Zhao. Just because they are not allowed to go down to earth to cause trouble does not mean that they cannot do anything in the immortal world.
When looking for people, you don’t need too many, just three or five.
Of course, the more the merrier.
I don't know when, Bu Nian Tian Tian closed his eyes and went to the Immortal Pond.
Dragon Concubine, Wan Yu and Little Money Fan are all here, and they are all confined here. During troubled times, this is for their safety, so as not to sneak out and look for their relatives and friends who have ascended to the mortal world.
In the pool, Zhao Yun slept peacefully.
There was no pain in his face anymore, he was calm.
No matter where you look from, he looks like a living dead at this moment.
His consciousness was blurred and he could see pieces of fragmented pictures, which were Taoist memories. Because they were not completely integrated, what he could see was limited and he couldn't see clearly most of the time.
What is certain is that the Taoist body entered the world from scratch, and there is a period of memory that is blank. Maybe it is a hundred years, maybe it is thousands of years. According to his opinion, the Taoist body of that period should have been sealed.
Or maybe it's self-proclaimed.
"This is too slow."
The Demon King kept yawning. He stared at it every day, and the more he looked, the more sleepy he became. The fusion of the eternal body and the eternal Tao body was really slow and made people urgent. He was still waiting for Zhao Yun to wake up and ask him for information.
Any secrets?
After seeing Zhao Yun, he glanced towards the sky.
Upon entering, he saw a figure descending from the sky.
He was a middle-aged man, with slightly disheveled hair and a decadent complexion.
If you look carefully, you will see that it is the Holy Lord who once appeared at the Kunlun Festival.
The difference from the past is that at this moment, his eyes are clear and his expression is no longer dull. Moreover, he has advanced in cultivation and is now a true demigod.
Seeing him, Long Fei, Wan Yu and Xiao Cai Fan who were guarding the pool all stood up subconsciously. With their dazed expressions, they all subconsciously called out, "Mako?"
"You're welcome and safe."
The Holy Lord responded, but he was looking at Zhao Yun in the pool.
That's right, he is the true form of Demon Son. He was taken back by him because of his incarnation and ascended to the fairy world. It was the integration of his incarnation that dispelled the last trace of confusion in his soul.
He has preserved his whole life of incarnation completely.
It was a precious memory, full of blood, tears and true feelings.
"You're welcome and safe."
Although Zhao Yun did not respond, Long Fei and the other three were whispering.
They never thought that the Holy Son of the Demon Family was actually an incarnation.
Although Bu Nian Tian was surprised, he was not shocked.
All in all, her incarnation of Mengdie and Shengjun's incarnation of Mozi had an intersection in the mortal world. That night when Huadu was blown up, Yan Kang was present, Zhao Yun was present, and Mozi was also present. She was involved in all of these.
I heard it from Zhao Yun. Thinking about it still makes me laugh.
She left without disturbing a few people to reminisce about old times.
The taciturn saint rarely smiles tonight.
That's the devil's smile.
Since it is a reminiscence of old times, it is natural to use one's mortal identity.
Dapeng also came, and looked at Shengjun with a very strange look. He was still thinking about what he would do when the devil flew up to the fairy world and beat him up? This time, it seemed that he was overthinking, and some people
Boss! I just like to practice the trumpet. It’s so damn nonsense.
It was late at night and everyone was quiet before the Holy King ascended to the sky and left.
The next day after he left, Zhao Yun advanced his cultivation level again.
It was still a small realm, but the movement it created was not small. Eternal visions filled the sky, and various mysterious sounds resounded for days.
People in the Immortal Sect are all used to it.
It seems that since Zhao Yun fell asleep, he would appear like this every now and then.
"No wait."
That night, the devil also fell into a deep sleep, which is called self-proclaimed.
Long Yuan and Xian Lei were very sensible and quickly buried them alive.