Zhao Yizhu walked into the courtyard gate.
The two of them looked at each other across the door. The last time they parted, they were still on Wanghai Cliff. The goodbye was 28,000 years later!
Xin Zhuo's thousands of words finally formed a sentence: "Are you crazy?"
Zhao Yizhu's eyes were flowing, and tears flashed: "No, I'm pretending!"
Xin Zhuo asked, "Why?"
Zhao Yizhu said, "I have entered the Moon-Breaking Spring for eight thousand years. The Moon-Wangyue Well has reached the peak of the time when the Moon-Wangyue Patriarch. I cut out the four major realms with the Moon-Wangyue Well, and my body remains in the Moon-Wangyue Holy Land. The four major clones enter the other four major holy lands to practice!
Over the years, I have sacrificed the five holy lands, intercepted some of their great fortunes in heaven and earth and a large amount of spiritual energy, and practiced a large number of their supernatural powers and martial arts, infinitely approaching the eighth step, but sometimes my mind is blurred and I just pretended to be crazy.
Even if they discovered it, they were intercepted by others and their fortunes were not suspected of me! ”
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath: "It's amazing, this is what I didn't expect. I'm sorry to come to you for my life. You are a dead husband and you don't feel anything."
Zhao Yizhu kicked open the door, smiled hurriedly, and reached out to twist his ear: "Do you think I don't know you are still alive?"
Xin Zhuo tried hard: "Do you know?"
Zhao Yizhu smiled and said, "You and I are married together. We grew up together. Do you think your breath can really be hidden from me? I have been using the connection between Wangyue Well and you in the ancestral land of the Mu family to sense your existence. I have searched for a hundred years and finally found you. I was not afraid of being discovered by outsiders, and I am afraid of disturbing you to refine King Mu's soul. I have been silently guarding you for thousands of years. You are a heartless person!"
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his arms, and spread out his arms.
Master Zhao Yi wrinkled his nose and threw himself into his arms. His beautiful eyes stared at him and said softly: "You and I have been reborn for millions of years, not far from the peak. Don't say you are okay, even if you have something to do, I will definitely enter the Sacrifice Realm, live forever, and resurrect you!"
Xin Zhuo looked at Empress Pixing who was turning away not far away, and coughed lightly, "It's a bit stingy!"
Master Zhao Yi took a step back and asked, "You destroyed the Holy Land of Wangyue, just to seek justice for me? Then avenge your revenge?"
Xin Zhuo said: "The key point is to take away their accumulation and use my own methods to enter the Great Avenue Lord!"
Master Zhao Yi looked at him up and down again: "How much difference?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and said, "It's a short distance, but this line seems to have a natural barrier that prevents me from entering the country. It's very difficult to get into this. So, first get the resources of the five holy places, and then make plans!"
Zhao Yizhu smiled and said, "With all the resources of the five holy lands, this kind of despicable move is Xuan Ce, Feng Wushuang, Han Qiuyuehua, Han Yuanqing, and Wu Tian. I have never thought about it, and I even dare not think about it!"
Xin Zhuo said: "The world is like chess. I have been ragged all my life. With my current cultivation level, I naturally dare to play it. But today's battle is not as easy as I imagined. I am afraid that other holy places will be more difficult. If several holy places join forces to attack, I am afraid..."
"It's not easy to destroy the Moon-Watching Holy Land in three hours? If it is spread, the sky will collapse!"
Master Zhao Yi said, "I am here to help you again, I will get twice the result with half the effort, don't worry!"
He paused and asked again, "How should I play this move next?"
Xin Zhuo looked at the ruins and corpses from all directions and said, "Time difference!"
Zhao Yizhu's eyes lit up: "It's such a time difference. I understand. Your clone goes to chase Feng Wushuang and the others, making their clones unable to ask for help from the other four holy lands. Now the other four holy lands know nothing about this. After all, no one would have thought that in just a few hours, a holy land that has been destroyed for thousands of years, it's time to sneak attack them immediately!"
As he said that, like a wealthy fan, his clothes fluttered and rushed to somewhere: "Don't stand there, grab resources, come with me!"
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Empress Pi Xing: "She is quite cute with such a side!"
The old god of Empress Pixing said, "Your wife, are you asking me?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head, his spiritual consciousness swept through all the ruins, and with a blink of an eye, he saw that the heavenly and earth treasures and top-quality crystals, which were even more magnificent and outrageous than the three Mu clans back then, emerged one after another!
After a moment, the entire Moon-Watching Holy Land was plundered and filled with 103 of the best storage bags in the world. Xin Zhuo immediately sent a message to the three thousand clan members of the Mu family and the three Emperor Tongtian, asking them to come to deal with the funeral of the holy land, and kill them. The bodies of tens of thousands of monks should not be exposed to the wilderness, but should be given the minimum respect.
Then he took Zhao Yizhu and Vixing Niangniang and headed straight to the nearest Holy Land without Desire!
While flying, Zhao Yizhu closed his eyes and sensed the clone who was practicing in the Holy Land of No Desire. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "I'm sure the Holy Land of No Desire is unaware of it!"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "Is the Queen Hengyuan and Li Qing, that is, the Holy Emperor Yinyue?"
Master Zhao Yi thought for a moment and said, "Li Qing and his Taoist companion, the Empress of the Three Saints Palace, are on Fengyu Island, 80,000 miles away from the Holy Land of Wuyou, and take their disciples to have a spring entertainment!"
Xin Zhuo said: "Take this person down, lead the Queen Hengyuan to go, kill the Queen Hengyuan, and then take the opportunity to attack the Holy Land of Wulu, and complete it in one day!"
"Okay! But be careful of the mirror of the Desireless Prisoner in the Holy Land, and you can use it to resist the Moon Well!"
"Okay!"
...
Fengyu Island is famous for its huge island full of "Fengyu Sacred Trees". Every spring, the Fengyu Tree opens its wings, like thousands of phoenixes flying, and the scene is very spectacular and beautiful!
Originally, there were 30,000 monks living on this island, but later, the ancestor of the Holy Land of No Desire was used as an altar to drive away 30,000 monks. After that, outsiders would not be summoned and would not be allowed to enter!
But Li Qing, the most doting junior brother of the Queen of Hengyuan, is an exception. The couple come and go freely on this island.
At this moment, the island is the time when the "Phoenix Feathers Divine Tree" is blooming its wings, and the scenery is like a dream and fascinating.
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In front of the largest Wangtianya Palace, the clouds and mists are faint, as if they are in the sky.
One hundred musicians around played melodious instruments. At the edge of the front, Li Qing and Taoist three holy palaces were lying together, watching the sea of clouds swelling and the phoenix feathers blooming.
Not far behind, the thirteen disciples of the couple sat cross-legged and chatted, seven men and six women, the male disciples were all under Li Qing's disciples, and all the female disciples were disciples of the Three Saints Palaces. However, because there were few people, both sides also ranked in the same position as their fellow disciples, and they were called brothers.
The eldest brother is Liu Feiyun, known as the "prodigal son turned back, the immortal god". At this moment, he glanced at the back of his master's wife with passion, and smiled and said, "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. How many pairs are there in the world like a fairy couple like a master's wife?"
"What the elder brother said!"
A group of junior brothers and sisters agreed, but sat at the last place, a woman with gray hair and thin body, quiet and taciturn.
A female disciple with a big nose looked at her with disgust: "Junior Sister Zhao Feixue, do you have different ideas?"
The woman with gray hair raised her head. Maybe she was handsome and heroic back then, but now her face was covered in frost and dullness and said softly: "Sister Seven, I don't!"
If it weren’t for Zhao Feixue back then, who else could there be?
The seventh senior sister said, "You are so naughty, the disciple of Xin Zhuo, back then, I think you just complain about the master and his wife!"
Li Qing and his wife's disciples, who don't know that Master has a life-and-death enemy named Xin Zhuo. Unfortunately, that man did many evil things back then and was tortured by the five holy places. Even though his body was later rescued by the three Mu clans in Lingxu Dao, he has not returned for tens of thousands of years, and he is afraid he has died. Li Qing often used the failure to kill Xin Zhuo as his biggest regret and knot in his heart!
And the fact that Zhao Feixue's junior sister once became a disciple of Xin Zhuo cannot be concealed. Although the master's wife's Three Saints Palace is still good to her, because of Li Qing, all her fellow disciples are extremely disgusted with her!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feixue knew that the Seventh Senior Sister was just looking for trouble. She was like a mortal, so she had to reply dullly: "Second Sister Qi and Seven, I don't!"
Master Xin Zhuo...
She silently recited this name in her heart. When Xin Zhuo was tortured, she was powerless and could not even leave the side of the Empress of the Three Saints Palace; when Xin Zhuo was rescued, she was glad that she thought that her master Xin Zhuo would definitely return like countless times back then; unfortunately, she had been waiting for tens of thousands of years and there was no news about her master again.
Her hopes gradually faded over the years.
The thought of survival seemed to die with the fall of Master Xin Zhuo. That year, the scene of being held by Master Nanjiang alone became the eternal in my heart in this life.
"Oh!"
She couldn't help but sigh. (This chapter ends)