On the top of the tallest and largest sycamore tree, which is 9,680 years old, there is an exquisite bamboo building suspended in the sky.
The building is three stories high and the whole building is purple.
It is woven from flexible bamboo branches as thick as a baby's arm. The light inside is hazy and dreamlike.
At this moment, on the third floor of the bamboo building, on the special futon in the center, Jiang Changnian was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
There are only a few incense burning in the corner, which has the effect of calming the mind and reassuring the soul.
She has been in seclusion for many days, just to fully realize the last ray of the reincarnation of life and death after giving up the Tantai Jinse, and to break through to the 19th level of the True Immortal as soon as possible.
His breath was long and his expression was calm.
Jiang Changnian didn't hear what was going on outside the window, he was introverted, and he only wanted to break the situation.
"Uh-huh."
A hummingbird came into the house and chirped.
On its right paw, there is a piece of letter paper folded into a small tofu piece.
Jiang Changnian remained unmoved, still wandering in a fuzzy state.
The hummingbird was anxious and flapped its wings back and forth.
One moment it jumped onto Jiang Changnian's shoulder, and the next moment it landed on the bookshelf filled with ancient books at the back.
In this way, a full five minutes passed, and her closed eyes quietly opened.
"What's disturbing my retreat?"
With frost on her face, she grabbed the hummingbird from the air with full anger and quickly untied the letter from its right paw.
Spread it at will and sweep it away.
The next moment, Jiang Changnian's mind was shaken wildly and he disappeared on the spot.
"Whoosh."
Within a moment, her figure appeared in the square outside the main hall of the Immortal Palace.
Looking at the two shadows fighting in the clouds in the sky, she showed a rare look of panic.
"The battle between the Dharma and the Prime Minister, the ancestral dragon swallows the dragon and the phoenix."
Jiang Changnian could not believe the scene he saw before his eyes as he spoke like beads.
"When did it start? Where is Suning?"
"Have you found out the true identity of the Lord of the Ancestral Dragon?"
After asking three questions in a row, she shifted her gaze and focused on her eldest disciple, Lu Tangtang.
The latter bowed and reported back: "Master, this vision lasted for half a cup of tea, just a little more."
"Suning, um, I received news a few days ago that Junior Brother Su went to Xueqing Fairyland."
"The disciples don't know exactly what happened, and are too embarrassed to ask Wuchen Immortal Palace for details."
"As for the true identity of the Ancestral Dragon Lord..."
Slowing down his speech, Lu Tangtang said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Disciple, I don't know, and there are no clues to investigate."
Jiang Changnian moved lightly, and the golden lotus surged: "Xueqing Immortal Realm?"
"No, Shangguan Xueqing doesn't have the ability to force Suning into a desperate situation."
"He is protected secretly by Uncle Chong, and is followed by three masters of the seventeenth level of the True Immortal."
"Under the semi-sacred realm, no one can hurt Suning in the slightest."
Lu Tangtang was confused when he heard this, and seemed to have a clear understanding: "Master, do you mean that the person who attacked Suning was a strong semi-saint?"
Jiang Changnian said coldly: "You have to be a semi-saint to do this."
"Either the black bones of the demon world, or the blood of the demon world."
"However, compared to these two unprofitable people, the one who is most suspicious is Wen Dian and Duan Ziqian."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Changnian stood up from the ground and went straight into the void.
Under the dark night, eighteen golden lotuses bloomed and were dazzling.
...
At the other end of the Shuiyun Fairyland, Qiao Wantang, who had been imprisoned for six thousand years, saw the vision of heaven and earth presented on the Taixu Creation Monument, and he did not hesitate to drive Chilong to the Xueqing Fairyland himself.
Her speed is second to that of Gu Changxiao.
Wearing a light blue brocade dress, it rests on the neck of Chilong.
The evil spirit was wrapped around him, and he was extremely angry.
