Beiqiong, Wuchang Sect, deep in the belly of Qiyou Mountain.
An ancient teleportation formation is in operation. Duobao Tianzun, wearing a golden robe, is standing in the center of the formation, shrouded in the light of the formation's pattern.
Powerful space-time power is surging violently above the formation. Duobao Tianzun's figure gradually blurs, as if he is about to be swallowed up by the teleportation formation into the space-time tunnel and transported to a distant place.
There were more than a dozen people surrounding the formation, all nervously holding their breaths and staring at the moving formation and Duobao Tianzun without blinking, hoping that the formation would successfully operate and send Duobao Tianzun out.
However, as the formation turned faster and faster, the base of the formation suddenly began to buzz and tremble.
The space-time power above the formation also suddenly distorted irregularly. ??
It feels like it's about to collapse.
Everyone around the formation had a bitter look on their faces when they saw this, their tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and their shoulders and backs slumped down, like eggplants beaten by frost, wilting.
Because they knew they had failed again this time.
"Or not."
Sure enough, the next moment Duobao Tianzun hurriedly walked down from the trembling formation, shook his head and sighed, and then closed the formation.
"Subordinate, please hurry up and think of a solution."
The sect leader Mo Wenqing spoke out, but his voice was filled with despair, and he sounded like he had lost confidence.
He has indeed lost confidence after being defeated again and again.
In September last year, they cheered for a time, thinking that they had repaired the ancient teleportation formation, and it seemed that they had indeed repaired it, because the formation was idling and everything was normal. However, when Duobao Tianzun stood on it, the formation almost collapsed.
Then they kept looking for the problem, but every time they thought the problem was solved, they were met with failure again and again.
There is no problem at all when the formation is idling, but as long as Duobao Tianzun moves up, it won't work.
This time was the one they thought had the best chance of success, but it still failed. They had exhausted their minds and tried every means, but there was nothing they could do.
Therefore, all of them are like eggplants beaten by frost, losing their spirit.
Tianzun Duobao waved his hand and said, "It's useless, don't try. The problem shouldn't be on our side. It may be because the teleportation array over the ancestral land has not been repaired, so no matter how hard we try here, it will be useless."
"No wonder."
"Yes, that must be the case."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"What should I do?"
Mo Wenqing frowned.
"Actually -" Tianzun Duobao looked around, stroked his beard and smiled, "It's not that the formation has not been repaired, it can already operate and transport people to the place of origin. It just can't carry the power of my realm, so
That’s why I can’t be teleported.”
"——" Mo Wenqing and others couldn't help but have weird expressions upon hearing this.
If possible, they would definitely greet Duobao Tianzun's relatives loudly without hesitation.
To be honest, they had long begun to wonder if there was something wrong with Tianzun Duobao, but no one dared to offend Tianzun's power by raising such questions, nor did they dare to secretly activate the teleportation formation behind Tianzun Duobao's back, otherwise they would be discovered by Tianzun Duobao.
It must be a capital offense.
Mo Wenqing sighed inwardly, feeling that Duobao Tianzun was too vigilant and suspicious, and did not trust any of them, which made people feel uncomfortable, but he did not dare to show it on his face. He bowed his head and bowed to Duobao Tianzun to ask for his orders.
He said, "In that case, let me bring a few people to teleport there first. After my subordinates have completely repaired the formation over there, I will welcome you there immediately."
The others all nodded slightly after hearing this, thinking that if Duobao Tianzun had told the problem earlier, the problem would have been solved long ago, and he would have been teleported to the land of his ancestors.
Obviously, they were quite critical of Duobao Tianzun's concealment.
Duobao Tianzun stroked his long beard, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's all it can do. But you can't do it. Not only can this formation not be able to carry my realm, it can't hold your extraordinary realm. To be on the safe side, it's better to find a few saints first."
Realm disciple, please teleport over."
Mo Wenqing couldn't figure out whether Duobao Tianzun's words were true or false, so he could only ask, "Who do you think is more appropriate to send there?"
Duobao Tianzun said, "There should be people on the other side of the formation repairing the teleportation formation. The combat power of those who have gone before must not be low. Let Jin Qiu, Xun Jie, and Lang Liangren lead the team, and then select five people among them."
He raised his hand and pointed at the people fighting next to the formation. These people were the main men who repaired the formation.
"It's up to you." A happy smile appeared on Mo Wenqing's lips.
Although his Wuchang Sect is affiliated with Linlang Pavilion, there is not much overlap between the two parties. Sect affairs and disciple teaching are all separated. That is to say, when Duobao Tianzun has any secret missions, he will directly pass orders to him.
Among the three people chosen by Duobao Tianzun, Xun Jie and Lang Liangren were both disciples of the Wichang Sect, which made Mo Wenqing feel that Duobao Tianzun still thought of him to some extent and did not exclude him from his interests.
During this trip to the land of origin, he believed that with the strength of Xun Jie and Lang Liangren, they would be able to grab many excellent origin bodies.
"I would like to remind you first, ask your disciples to restrain themselves after they go to the place of ancestral origin. If they ruin the good deeds of this deity, your Wuchang Sect will disappear from Tianwai Tian." Duobao Tianzun's expression suddenly turned cold.
Mo Wenqing was startled, she quickly suppressed her smile, bowed and replied, "Don't worry, Heavenly Lord, I will strictly instruct them to obey Miss Jinqiu's instructions. If it ruins your affairs, you don't have to do anything, I will
And the whole Wuchang Sect took the initiative to commit suicide and apologize."
Tianzun Duobao nodded, "Hurry up and make arrangements."
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"Junior Zhou Jian is here to see you all, Lord Heavenly Lords."
Zhou Jianlai followed Qingqu, walked into the side hall of Lingguan Hall, and saluted the six deities sitting in the hall drinking tea.
Zhang Xiaozu also bowed together.
Niu Dawa and others did not come back together. They went to Shuanglong Academy.
"Haha, junior, why do you feel that your faces are a little green?"
Qingqu asked jokingly at Wanzu Tianzun and the others.
Suck!
Demon Ancestor took a sip of the freshly brewed hot tea in his cup, and said with a smile, "We have been sitting here drinking tea for a month and a half. How can our face not be green? If you don't come back, not only your face, but also our whole body will be stained."
It has to be soaked green by the tea."
Qing Qu chuckled and said, "As long as your hair is not green."
"Are you Zhou Jianlai?" Wanzu Tianzun suddenly stood up and stared at Zhou Jianlai and asked.
He had shrunk a bit, but when he stood up his head still almost hit the ceiling of the hall.
Looking down at him from a high position, Zhou Jianlai immediately felt a huge sense of oppression, but without showing any fear, he bowed to Wanzu Tianzun and asked in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "This junior is Zhou Jianlai. I wonder what the Lord Tianzun has to do with this junior?"
"Very good, come with me." Wanzu Tianzun nodded, and then, regardless of whether Zhou Jianlai answered or not, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Jianlai, intending to kidnap Zhou Jianlai and leave.
Zhou Jianlai was shocked. He didn't expect Wanzu Tianzun to do it as soon as he said it. He wanted to step back and dodge, but Wanzu Tianzun's big palm-leaf hand grabbed him from the side like a giant net. It was as fast as lightning, and he had no time to dodge.
"Cough..." Qingqu suddenly coughed. Unexpectedly, his hand had already been put on Zhou Jianlai's shoulder, and he pulled Zhou Jianlai away from Wanzu Tianzun.
"Huh?" Wanzu Tianzun frowned, looked at Qingqu and asked, "Qingqu, what do you mean?"
