Jiang Linggui said: "But this time, it should be difficult for our Dongyue Palace, because if there is no quarrel between the Xuanyuan royal family and the two families joining forces, they can barely compete with other mountains, or even be weaker.
Now the two families have become hostile, which is equivalent to Dongyue being divided into two. How can it be the opponent of other mountains! ”
After speaking, he sighed softly.
Xiao Zao said carelessly: "More than just being weaker, when we go in this time, we must be careful of sneak attacks by the disciples of the Xuanyuan royal family. No, we must even kill them in order to avenge the destruction of the palace!"
Jiang Linggui concluded: "So, entering this time is the same as entering the dragon's den and the tiger's den. Opportunity is a trivial matter, and the first step is also a trivial matter. Saving one's life is the most important. If one's life is gone, what is the point of taking that illusory first step?"
At this point, everyone was speechless.
Zhu Miaoju said: "Let's see what the master and the hall masters say. The master should recruit us soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple from the Divine Armor Palace hurried over from outside: "Brothers and sisters, the old palace master has invited me!"
Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly entered the main hall.
In the hall, Xuanyu, Xianque, Seventh Prince, and Heipao were sitting cross-legged on the main throne. Almost all the disciples from the other three halls, including more than a thousand people, had arrived.
Ancestor Xuanyu waved his hand to seal off all directions, with a solemn look on his face: "There has been a change in Yuanxu. This time, the first-step monks can also enter. Tomorrow, the three hall masters of Xianque will enter with you, and the first-step masters from the other three mountains and four mountains will enter. There will only be more.
What will happen in Yuanxu is unknown! You and your luck and misfortunes are unpredictable, but remember, everyone is surrounding Xin Zhuo, Jiang Linggui and other ten Nianyus, looking for opportunities together. If something is impossible, give up immediately and don't hold on. ”
After a pause, he continued: "It has been five hundred years. In these hundreds of years, it is unknown whether there will be killings or peace in Yuanxu.
I have just discussed with Mount Xumi, Mount Lingjiu, and Mount Taiyi that you can join forces with their disciples.
There is nothing else to say. I will only tell you that five hundred years is a long time, so cherish it! ”
More than a thousand disciples in the three halls looked at each other with solemn expressions. The entry of the first step monk meant that the balance was broken. The people present were likely to be killed by masters. Fortunately, there were three hall masters in the family. , and the other three major mountains have joined forces, they should be somewhat sure, they all handed over their hands: "Here!"
Ancestor Xuanyu seemed a little tired and waved his hand: "Back off, we still have one night to prepare!"
The disciples from the three halls left one after another, and Xin Zhuo followed Jiang Linggui and Zhu Miaoju. The three of them were in a hall alone. The hall was not large, but they could just sit cross-legged anywhere.
Jiang Linggui and the two were serious and honest monks. As expected, they sat down cross-legged, closed their eyes and rested, and each just summoned a small spiritual pet to warn them.
Xin Zhuo was not in the mood at all. He never expected that Ji Yaoyue would appear here. He hadn't seen her for so many years, but her cultivation was so high. So, what is her status now?
The key is, Zhao Yizhu is here.
He thought for a while and walked out of the hall. The night outside was as cold as water, and the three full moons illuminated the earth brightly. The disciples of the three nearby halls were all in meditation. The masters of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains from far away and the disciples of the Xumi Mountain sect were also silent. It seemed that the entire Sumeru Mountain was eerily quiet.
He walked along the corridor, thinking about how he would greet Zhao Yizhu if he saw him. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years or even longer. I have been in a mess these past years.
Just as they were planning to find a disciple from Mount Sumeru to inquire about the news, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the corner. He had a goatee and looked a bit wretched. He smiled coldly: "Where did this kid come from, wandering around randomly?"
The voice sounded familiar.
Xin Zhuo looked at this man carefully. He was wearing the vast fairy cauldron robe of a disciple of Mount Sumeru. He should be a disciple of Mount Sumeru. His cultivation level was not very good. He was at the peak of the Emperor Realm and seemed to be stronger.
He cupped his hands and said: "Go back now, excuse me!"
The middle-aged man scolded with a sullen face: "Come when you want, leave when you want. Do you think I'm just for a living?"
Xin Zhuo turned around fiercely. He knew who this person was and couldn't help but cursed: "Shen Gongyan, you old fool!"
The middle-aged man laughed, rushed over and hugged him: "Boy, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you can recognize me like this. It's so annoying!"
Xin Zhuo asked: "Have you found the physical body?" Shen Gongyan moved his body: "Let's make do with it first. My body is still in other places. I can't go there for the time being. Wait until I enter this Yuanxu and truly break into the first place. Let’s talk about it later.”
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath and her heart beat faster: "Where is Zhao Yizhu? Where is she?"
Shen Gongyan coughed lightly: "I saw you coming during the day. I'm waiting for you. Come with me!"
Lead the way now.
Xin Zhuo followed behind, his heart beating faster and faster, and he was even a little timid and guilty, and he didn't know why.
The two of them walked around and around, and finally arrived at a palace with a unique position and unique shape due to the west. It was surrounded by Qianlingxuan flowers, which were colorful and extremely gorgeous. There were dozens of maids guarding the palace to guard against the surroundings.
Shen Gongyan stepped forward and bowed his hands: "Hello, sisters, the person Grand Master Uncle wants to meet has arrived!"
A group of maids moved out of the way.
Xin Zhuo glanced inside the palace, but couldn't see anything clearly. He looked at Shen Gongyan in surprise: "Uncle Taishi?"
Shen Gongyan gave a wry smile: "Xumi Mountain is a sect. It is different from your Dongyue. It pays attention to seniority in ranking. Zhao Yizhu is the direct disciple of Pi Xing Empress. His seniority is too long, but we are just staying here temporarily...< br>
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Forget it, go in quickly and ask Miss Zhao Yizhu anything you want to ask! ”
Xin Zhuo nodded and walked into the palace. It was quiet inside. The main hall was illuminated by soft dzi beads, and there was a faint and graceful figure standing in the hall.
His heartbeat quickened again, and he simply walked to the palace and looked at the man. He was dressed in white and had a graceful figure. His hair was as long as a waterfall and his hair was in a bun. He was simple, but his appearance was even more exquisite than before, as if he were an immortal and warm. Her graceful and graceful temperament cannot be matched by any woman in the world.
She just stood there, like a spring breeze, like a masterpiece in the world. With just one look, it was difficult to look away.
Zhao Yizhu!
The two people looked at each other, as if millions of years had passed by in an instant.
Zhao Yizhu's eyes were reddish, and with a burst of fragrance, he rushed towards him, put his arms around his neck, pressed her lips tightly against him, then raised his head and asked softly: "Have you eaten garlic?"
Xin Zhuo never expected that she would be so enthusiastic, let alone that she would use this kind of opening remarks and cough lightly: "Where is the garlic here? I just drank wine and ate meat with my classmates, and my mouth was full of oil."
Zhao Yizhu chuckled, pulled him straight to the main palace bedroom, waved his hand to seal the palace door, and asked: "How long have we not seen each other?"
Xin Zhuo blurted out: "Five hundred and sixty-eight years, seven months and ten days!"
Zhao Yizhu corrected: "It is five hundred and seventy-four years, and there are many leap months in it."
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "Who remembers this clearly?"
Zhao Yizhu stretched out his hand and pinched his ears: "Tell me, have you flirted with women these years? Don't lie to me, he is a good man, and all the girls here are inferior to him!"
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A sense of guilt arose in Xin Zhuo's heart. How should I put this? Men all over the world have a bunch of concubines. It's too ridiculous for him to have kept his body like a jade for three thousand years. But he could see that Zhao Yizhu was now in his true form, and he was still the master of Yuanyin. Body, waiting for millions of years...
I have been a mess these past few years, and I am a bit unworthy of her.
After hesitating for a moment, he changed the subject: "What happened to you in these years? How did you find the true body and what is your cultivation level?"
Zhao Yizhu's cultivation level cannot be judged to be high or low, which seems to be the reason for Wangyuejing. (End of chapter)