The banquet outside has ended, everyone has left, and a group of female disciples are cleaning up the remnants.
Mo Xianyi and Zhao Feixue, who had just arrived to pay their respects, had also retreated.
A gust of wind brought the hot and humid lake mist and the smell of alcohol into the hall.
Xin Zhuo sat high on the throne, his long hair flying in the wind, his tall figure as straight as a mountain, his eyes scanning several jade slips.
“The two big families of Xuankong Valley, Gui and Si, have returned from unknown places. There are three Little Yuan Lords, eighteen Divine Signs, fifty Wuya Realm, ninety-five Eternal Realm, and one hundred Twenty-one true realms, the bottleneck of the sea of suffering, and the three unfathomable paths of the emperor..."
"The two masters took advantage of the ancestors of the void world to fight in the Luanxing Palace to put down the rebellion in the central region in one fell swoop. They occupied the Baji Valley of the Tiange War Palace and created the Xuankong Valley. The Lord of the Tiange War Palace Ku Ling, the Great Elder Ku Wei, Ku Bei, Kukong and others were all killed..."
"Ten years later, the two masters spread the word to all directions, including the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty, Lingtian Battle Palace, Yuanxu Palace, Beidou Palace, Douyuan Palace, Xuanling Palace, Sijian Palace, Lingxiao Mountain Ancient Sect, etc. all surrendered..."
"Taiyi Ancient Sect Half-Dragon Master Wu Yunzi led his disciples to resist. In one battle, three thousand were killed and injured. Wu Yunzi He was suppressed in the Fulong Valley of the Tiange War Palace. There is no danger of death for the time being. All his disciples have surrendered..."
"Five years later, Lie Yangtian, a disciple of the East Palace of the Void Realm, and Xiu Fuzi of the Luanxing Palace were in front of him. Come, ask about everything, and then leave..."
Seeing this, Xin Zhuo waved his hand and sent the jade slips back to Longzhu. He was silent for a long time and murmured: "This teacher is really suppressed. Holy Eucharist!”
How unlucky is Wuyunzi?
If Xin Zhuo remembers correctly, he was suppressed in the Five Elements Plate left by Master Ni Cangtian, and was rescued by his own chance; then he arrived in the void world, was hunted down, and was killed by the Dragon Clan. Trapped; how long did it take to rescue him? Suppressed by Hanging Valley again!
"You're unlucky. To be fair, you don't have to save him and let him suffer. No one will die anyway!"
Shen Gongyan sat in the corner, He manipulated a huge Yin-Yang Xuanling Stone, and rushed in with his soul power. While talking, his eyes were bright: "Move around, move around, body and body..."
Xin Zhuo looked at him silently .
Shen Gongyan felt uncomfortable being watched, and said dryly: "Did I say something wrong?" Save that old man!”
Anyway, there is no danger of death. What he needs to do now is to stabilize his behavior, cultivate his state of mind, accompany his old friend Li Guangling on his final journey, and then merge with the remaining eight well souls.
I don’t know if it was because of his strong cultivation, but when he arrived at the Grand Palace, he could already feel the strong fluctuations in Wangyue Well, which led him to the nearest ancient sect of Lingxiao Mountain.
"This fantasy game called...Wu Zhen Tian Xia is really interesting!" Shen Gongyan seemed to have discovered a new world, "Come on, open an account, wait a minute, I have only been here for a few hours, and I have already become a saint. , chasing a bunch of little bastards and beating them up!”
This painting style is full of weirdness and the sense of familiarity from online games in previous lives...
Xin Zhuo was curious and waved his hand, summoning a huge Yin Yang Xuanling Stone.
......
"If my disciple knew this, he would kill non-stop and quickly to save me!"
Tiange War Palace, Eight Thousand Miles Tiange Mountain Range , the clouds and mist are misty, rare treasures and spiritual beasts appear and disappear. Through the dark sky before dawn, you can see the endless layers of palace buildings. One of the pavilions in the valley is particularly ancient and majestic. A scarlet handle The spear pierced the ground diagonally, cracking more than 900 cracks, making it look very ferocious.
A long snow-colored sword was suspended high in the sky, and the powerful sword energy caused countless thunder to crackle all the time.
A spear, a sword and thousands of pavilions make this valley like a holy land where human warriors go to great lengths to kill.
But in the darkness tens of thousands of feet below the cliff on one side of the valley, there are spirit beast feces, spirit grass residues, red menstrual scarves of women and messy pickled things, and the stench is overwhelming.
There are two rows of iron lock cages built out of mountain walls on both sides.
In the dimly lit cage, there are disheveled and embarrassed figures imprisoned. The person in the cage in the middle of the left hand is very special. This person has a dragon body and a human head, like a gecko.
The words were spoken by him.
Even though his long hair almost covers his face, his iconic appearance makes it easy to identify him - Taiyi Guzong Wuyunzi. "Suck--" There was a sound of sucking in air-conditioning from the surrounding cages, which was a bit exaggerated.
"What do you mean? Take a sip and talk about disciples, but you talked first!"
Wu Yunzi stretched out his dirty hands , pushing back the hair that covered his eyes, the chains rattled, his voice was sullen.
In the cage next door, the great elder of Tiange War Palace was practicing asceticism, holding a piece of thatch from nowhere in his rotten mouth, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Talk about disciples, just talk about what geniuses we have trained, hang here in the sky Whether there is a future in Gu Nei or not, you have no idea what Yunzi said. It’s too big. How can I save you? What can I do to save you?” Those present are all people who have known each other for thousands of years. An old friend couldn't help but said: "Since you are praising your disciple, why don't you praise me more?"
He sat down cross-legged and said, "I'm not afraid of scaring you. My disciple will not only come, but he will break it when he comes." This damn place, when the time comes for Xuankonggu Gui and Si to Please ask me to go out, the eldest lady of the Gui family, the little Yuanzhu is ruthless, you have to eat me!"
"It's too much, it's boring!"
In the darkness opposite, an old man couldn't help but hum.
Wuyunzi laughed: "Blow? My disciple Xin Zhuo has the appearance of a great emperor. One day he will be the great emperor of the world. I! Wuyunzi! The teacher of the great emperor! Just wait and eat my farts!"
“Old dog, I’ve tolerated you for a long time!”
“That’s nonsense!”
“I’ll kick you to death!”
“Punch me ! ”
Chains clattered all around, and a group of old men and old princes stretched out their limbs from the spiritual iron cages and beat them violently. This Wuyunzi said too much. Everyone talked about how talented his disciples were. He said that his disciples surpassed the Little Yuan Master. , the posture of the great emperor, is he the emperor's master? What is your cultivation level? You don't have Yunzi Caiheng Realm, this is too stupid.
“Come on, come on, beg for death!”
Wu Yunzi knew that everyone had been sealed and were equal to mortals, so he was not afraid at all, and moved forward indomitably, as if he were fighting alone. Kicking like crazy.
"Bold!"
A roar of anger suddenly came from the void outside, followed by hundreds of jet black silver needles, piercing the sky and the stench, and driving into everyone's bodies.
"Puff puff puff..."
I screamed repeatedly for a while.
Wuyunzi was injured the most. A foot-long silver needle penetrated his liver and nailed him to the gable wall. His face turned pale and he was in great pain.
Fortunately, the figure in the void outside did not appear.
After half a stick of incense, Wu Yunzi pulled out the silver needle with difficulty, threw it to the ground, and gasped for breath.
The weak voice of Tiange Zhangong's asceticism came from the next door: "Old ghost, are you okay? Let alone the ones that are not there, the power of this Hanging Valley can suppress all realms, and can even suppress half of the void world. Origin, background It’s even more profound and boundless. Let’s just accept our fate!”
“No!” Wu Yunzi said seriously and stubbornly: “I am not a person who relies on my disciples, but no one can underestimate my disciples. Xin Zhuo's talent has been missing for many years, and I am afraid that he has reached the bottleneck of the divine power!"
Kixing said angrily: "You have said eight hundred times that you and Xin Zhuo are separated from the void world, and now! In just one or two hundred years, he was in the Everlasting Realm, and now he is at the Wuya Beginning Realm!”
“That’s not necessarily true!” Wu Yunzi sneered.
Ascetic refused to talk to him again. (End of chapter)