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821. Chapter 821: Rebuild Heaven!

Li Daojun's face became extremely ugly. He stared at the young man and asked in a deep voice: "When was this Yang Tianzhu born?"

Ancestor Yangji said proudly: "You also know that our Yang family has a Yang Emperor. He was not welcomed in our Yang family at first. As a result, he went overseas and established the Holy Sect. We have to admit now that he is a very good person.

A talented child, he has established a huge foundation in just over a hundred years. In particular, the genetic warriors he developed in cooperation with the US government are very effective. Normal people want to cultivate to the realm of perfect enlightenment and magical powers.

, extremely difficult. But those genetic warriors can possess the combat power of the Yuanjue Realm and the Divine Power Realm. The combination of cultivation and technology has infinite potential, and our Yang family is very optimistic about it."

"Two days ago, Yang Emperor's gene research and development team successfully activated a drop of blood from Emperor Haotian, and then spent a huge amount of money to create the current Yang Tian Lord. Haha, he is now Yang Emperor's son, because not only does he have

The genes of Emperor Haotian, and the genes of Emperor Yang." Ancestor Yangji told the cause and effect of the matter, "It's a pity that Emperor Yang was born a few days late and failed to catch up with the opening of the ancient holy land. With his qualifications, if

If you can enter the ancient holy land, you will surely accomplish great things."

Li Daojun roared: "So you want to use the Great Transport Cauldron to transfer the luck and strength of Zhang Zongyuan and Qinglian to Yang Tianzhu? Make it possible for him?"

"That's right." Ancestor Yangji did not deny it. "With Yang God's supreme qualifications and his strong luck, he will definitely become the leader of our Taoist sect. By that time, the Taoist sect will be unified, and the three sects will be unified."

The religions will definitely be integrated and the Heavenly Palace will be rebuilt! If the Heavenly Palace is established, then who do the people of the Western religions count? What do the Islamic religions count?"

Li Daojun couldn't help but sneer when he heard the words: "That's nice to say! You are doing this just for your own interests, right? The four of you have helped Yang Tianzhu and Yang Emperor, and you have gained huge benefits, and I, Xuanhuang Little World,

You will be queued out!"

Ancestor Ji smiled softly and said: "Li Daoji, you are right. As long as Yang Tianzhu grows up, we will become the ministers of Heaven! However, our interests are consistent with the interests of Taoism. Just this

One thing, you have to agree even if you agree, and you have to agree even if you don’t agree."

Li Daoji looked up to the sky and sighed, and said sadly: "A bunch of short-sighted old people! Zhang Zongyuan, Zhang Jun, and even Qinglian's qualifications are definitely not inferior to this Yang Tianzhu. Are you going to sacrifice three promising young people in exchange for one?"

Isn’t Yang Tianzhu safe?”

An old man in a white robe who looked like a zombie and was skinny and skinny snorted coldly. He was the Longhua Patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect. He scolded: "Li Daoji, this is a major matter for the Taoist sect. You'd better cooperate, otherwise

You are the enemy of Dao Sect, we have no choice but to get rid of you!"

"Purge me?" Li Daoji showed no fear on his face, "I, Li Daoji, have been practicing for more than two hundred years and have gone through countless calamities, but I have never put life or death on myself. Even if I become a saint, it will be difficult to break through the four hundred and twenty years old.

If you can't break through the Great Luo, it won't make any difference whether you die early or late. However, I advise you not to take Zhang Jun's advice."

Yangji Aozu narrowed his eyes, and a layer of dense light surrounded his body. He said lightly: "You mean Shen Tianjun?"

"Yes, you should know that this person is the one protected by Shen Tianjun. Otherwise, Emperor Yang would have killed him when Longhu Mountain reopened the gate." Li Daoji said coldly, "Qian If you think about it clearly, Shen Tianjun is not dead, he was just suppressed. Furthermore, although his clone is only in the Return to True Realm, its strength is not weak, at least not weaker than mine."

The four ancestors were silent for a long time. An old man in Taoist attire with three long beards under his chin and a face as old as the moon slowly spoke: "Shen Tianjun has become history. Even if he returns in his true form, he cannot change it. What. Besides, his lifespan is short. By the time Yang Tianzhu grows up, he may have already died, so your words cannot scare me."

Li Daoji laughed "haha": "Even without Shen Tianjun, do you think you can keep Zhang Jun and the others?"

"We can't?" Ancestor Yangji stared at him, "They're just a few little dolls, they can't escape from our hands."

"You probably don't know that dark-looking boy, right?" Li Daojun said with a sneer and mockery on his face.

The four ancestors all had a bad feeling in their hearts and asked one after another: "Who is he?"

Li Daoji smiled "Hey": "There was once a man, that boy's mentor, who killed the Holy Lord Huayang on the top of Kunlun. You don't know about this."

"It's him!" The faces of the four ancestors changed drastically and became very ugly.

Li Daoji looked at them and said: "That man is a madman and a loyal supporter of Shen Tianjun. If you kill his apprentice, just wait for him to kill and set fire to others."

"It doesn't matter." Ancestor Long Yang waved his hand, "Let's let that black boy leave."

"I'm afraid not. That black boy is Zhang Jun's friend, and Zhang Jun is also one of the younger people supported by that man. Killing Zhang Jun is no different from killing the black boy." Li Daoji said coldly, "So you guys You must think clearly whether you can withstand the anger of that madman."

The four old tombs looked at each other. The Yuqing secret realm was very vast, but not only their four ancestors, but also 90% of the Taoist ancestors were meditating here. If this matter got serious, the four of them would not be able to control the situation, and even trigger the entire Taoist sect. The turmoil. A small mysterious world, coupled with a saint-level lunatic, they really felt a headache.

Li Daoji felt that it was not enough and continued: "Let me tell you another piece of news. Zhang Jun has Buddha Eye Relics on his body, so he is not only a disciple of Taoism, but also has a deep connection with Buddhism. Buddhist relics have been around for thousands of years. , you have never found the master, why did you choose Zhang Jun alone? You can’t see the reason, right?"

The expressions on the four people's faces were even uglier. Ancestor Yang Ji grabbed the strand of silver hair with his car and said angrily: "How could this kid be contaminated by so many karma!"

As the saying goes, Bodhisattvas are afraid of causes, and mortals are afraid of consequences. All these saintly ancestors are capable of discerning cause and effect. After learning about Zhang Jun's origin, they immediately hesitated.

Just when Li Daojun was trying to prevent the four great ancestors from attacking Zhang Jun and others, a group of people appeared in the secret territory of Yuqing. One of them, wearing a golden dragon robe, looked to be in his thirties, and his nose was full of fear. His face is like a silver basin, and he looks very heroic and domineering. He is 1.9 meters tall, has ape-like arms and a wasp waist, his hands are above his knees, and his eyes are like cold stars. He looks like an emperor coming to the world or an immortal descending from the earth. There is a piece on the back of his head. Bright light, there seems to be a vast world in the bright light, and countless devout prayers can be heard from it. This is the power of faith he collected in the mortal world.

Behind this man, Yang Tianxuan, Yang Tianji and other saints stood respectfully. In addition, there were seven tenth-level gods and two eleventh-level gods guarding him. A tenth-level god hurriedly came over,

He said respectfully: "Holy Lord! Zhang Jun and others have entered the secret realm."

This person is actually the Holy Lord of the Holy Religion, Emperor Yang!

The Holy Master nodded slightly and asked, "Are the Corpse Demon and Jiang Laoer here?"

Yang Tianxuan nodded: "They are on their way, but I'm afraid they won't be needed now. With Father taking action, there is no way Zhang Jun can be his opponent."

The Holy Lord ordered: "Let them come."

"Yes!" A boy from the Yuqing Secret Realm took the order and left. This boy was the one who invited Zhang Jun and others to enter the Yuqing Secret Realm before.

On the other side, Zhang Jun and others entered the secret realm of Yuqing. They felt that the mountains and rivers here were beautiful and the scenery was beautiful. There were pavilions and pavilions everywhere, and flowers, birds, fish and insects could be seen everywhere. It was like a fairyland on earth. Heibalang stamped his feet on the ground and said:

"This place used to be a site in the mythical age. It was refined into a secret realm by a group of old immortals from the Taoist sect. However, their sacrifices were not complete. There are still many secrets here waiting to be discovered."

Zhang Jun was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, and Li Daojun had not shown up yet. Something unexpected must have happened, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. At this time, the boy he had met before appeared again, and he smiled slightly: "Are you guys here for a long time?"

Wait, Li Daojun asked me to bring a few people over."

Zhang Jun was wary: "You are not the boy of Ancestor Yangji, why are you here to invite me?"

The boy's expression was as usual: "The ancestor is discussing important matters with Mr. Dao, and Mr. Dao does not have the boy with him, so he had to ask me to pass on the message."

Qing knew that in this secret territory of Yuqing, it would be bad for others to be good to him, so he thought for a moment, and a group of people followed the boy. They walked through mountains and rivers and walked into a building complex built on the mountain.

The buildings were beautifully decorated with carved beams and painted beams, just like a palace in the sky or a cave in the fairyland. Finally, they entered a large hall, but as soon as they entered, the door of the main hall was closed with a bang, and the boy had long since disappeared.

Zhang Jun's heart sank and he looked straight ahead.

The hall was filled with black mist, making it difficult to see clearly, but this did not block his sight. With the help of Buddha's eyes, he saw a person. He had never really seen this person, but he had seen his background, and even more spiritually.

He met him once in the field, and it was the man in a suit playing chess. If Shen Tianjun's clone hadn't arrived to help that day, he might have been killed by this man.

This person was his biggest enemy. His Grand Master, Teacher Ye Xian and others all died at the hands of this person. Of course, he also killed many saints and saints of the other party, and destroyed many masters of the other party. This man Jin

The jade crown in his robe is as powerful as the sky, and his eyes are as bright as lightning. He is also like an immortal descending from the void of the Qiong Tower and Yuyu, giving people inexplicable spiritual pressure. He is none other than Emperor Yang, the Holy Lord of the Holy Cult!

The first time he saw this person, Zhang Jun did not hesitate to crush the leaf that he had treasured for a long time, and a message was spread through secret channels. At the same time, he held the Zhenwudang magic talisman in his left hand and the Zhenwudang magic talisman in his right hand.

He pinched the phalanx given by the mysterious person in the dark cell. He stared at the other person coldly and said: "Your Majesty the Holy Lord, we finally meet!"

"We have met before." The Holy Lord's voice sounded like it came from the sky, like a Milky Way falling down, and it had great power. Under the pressure of the other party's power, Zongyuan, Qinglian, and even Heibalang turned pale.

His whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

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