Chapter 524: Who is in charge of the ups and downs before the Book of Agreement
At this time, the entire Xuanling Zhenyang Flying Palace fell down, blasting away the edge of the thundercloud, and the remaining force shook away the clouds, triggering a surge in the surrounding Qi, towards It expands in all directions, like a fragmented giant wheel, hanging high and dazzling.
In the main hall of Feigong, Zhou Qing stood with his hands behind his hands. Through the jade window, he saw the rolling thunderclouds outside getting further and further away. Gorgeous.
The two are clearly distinct, with a line of intertwined light and dark hanging down in the middle, constantly swaying, looking breathtaking and magnificent.
Withdrawing his gaze, he thought about the boundary he had passed just now, the thunder clouds that were thousands of miles away, and thunderbolts and lightning strikes from time to time, tens of thousands of them, containing a strong aura of destruction, that is, Xuan Ling The restraints on the True Yang Fei Palace were strong enough so that he could sit firmly inside and watch the storm.
But as soon as we passed the boundary, we had arrived at the continent where the small boundary of Biyou Palace was located. From now on, it was just a matter of speed.
“Let’s take a look at who is coming.”
Zhou Qing’s eyes were filled with coldness. Ever since that small world became important, everything on the deed Famous forces intend to block content that has the opportunity to participate in the development of small circles, and will never let outsiders know about it.
What's more, the Zhenyi Sect is extremely far away from this small world, and it is difficult for others to find out the inside of the Luochuan Zhou Clan. Similarly, the Luochuan Zhou Clan does not know about other major forces close to the small world. situation.
But he was confident, even though he was unfamiliar, he still felt a sense of novelty!
At a glance, Guangze Lake is full of rippling water. Birds fluttering in the sky, their wings as white as wheels, look like they are caught in a mirror. On this day, a small boat appeared on the lake, and He Sizong stood on it. He looked quite young, with a broad face and a tall figure. He was carrying a flying sword on his back. The long apricot-yellow sword tassel was half hanging down. When the wind blows, there is a sharp energy that stirs back and forth.
He Sizong stood at the bow of the boat, with the power of Dansha under his feet pouring in, urging the boat forward, as fast as an arrow leaving the string. He still stood firm and still had enough energy to watch the scene around him.
From time to time, the color of the mountains is reflected in the lake, and the boat enters it, dyeing people's eyebrows blue. He Sizong admires the scenery and thinks about the small world that is about to open. His face is expressionless. , but my mood was agitated.
He was not an outstanding person in the clan originally, but because of his small world affairs, he gained the attention of the family. Under the cultivation of the family's dedicated resources, he took one step at a time, moving faster and more steadily. Many members of the same clan who were more outstanding than him back then were left behind.
Up to now, he is one step closer to reaching the Nascent Soul realm. As long as he finds an opportunity in the small world this time, he can condense the Nascent Soul, soar into the sky, and completely establish his supreme status among his generation.
The smug He Sizong sat in a small boat and moved forward with the wind blowing, and successfully arrived at the marked small boundary.
This is an extremely long and narrow canyon, with high mountains on both sides blocking each other. The shadows slant down and fall on the ground, making the tall stone monuments mottled. Faintly, the pattern of the giant turtle carrying the island on the twenty-foot-long stone tablets seems to have become more profound with the passage of time.
The whole valley is filled with an inexplicable power, the sound of thunder coming from somewhere, seemingly present or not, a kind of deep and simple, rushing towards the face, extremely strong.
Sensing the mysterious aura emanating from the special stone tablet in the canyon, He Sizong subconsciously activated the mysterious power in his body. A wisp of dark star color poured out from the top door, wisps like hollow lotus flowers, reflecting the magic sword behind him. The awe-inspiring.
“This is it.”
He Sizong took a slight breath. While he was running the Xuan Gong, he looked around and waited for the person to come.
There were more than a dozen people who discovered this small world back then, from six or seven forces. After it was spread that the small world was related to the inheritance of the former Super Xuanzong Biyou Palace, anyone who was qualified could participate. Definitely not to be missed. What I don’t know is, how many people will come? Who is coming?
While He Sizong was thinking about it, suddenly there was a graceful fairy music, like a clump of snow bamboos, water flowing through it, as if with a kind of light coming out of the dust, rushing towards his face. Come.
The next moment, a stream of colorful colors was seen spinning down. Thin pieces of precious color flowed and swayed continuously. Surrounded by thin flying jade, they kept colliding with each other and made a pleasant sound. Then, the crisp sound of the rings colliding became louder, and as soon as I heard it, there was a warm fragrance of nephrite, and a slender woman came holding up her skirt. She was wearing a palace skirt, with picturesque eyebrows, and a pill on the door. The air is rising, it seems real and illusory, with patches of red clouds and dense fragrance.
At first glance, she looked like a lady on an outing, but He Sizong looked at the texture on the woman's uterine skirt, which was surrounded by an ancient Taoist temple behind nine layers of clouds. The door of the Taoist temple was tightly closed, and only the rusty copper rings continued to produce detailed scriptures, eloquent but silent.
"The person Laojun is watching."
When He Sizong saw this, his eyes shrank, and the tassel of the long sword behind him swayed, and the wind was blowing.
Although Laojun Guan is not a Shangxuanmen, but only a Zhongxuanmen, this sect has a profound foundation and a mysterious inheritance. It is said that the Lisect’s mystical function directly points to the way to immortality, and is different from the ordinary Zhongxuanmen. The door is different.
What's more, today's Laojun Temple is getting more and more popular and stronger, and it seems to be the number one among the Zhongxuan Sect. No one dares to ignore this view of Laojun.
The woman who came also saw He Sizong at this time. She raised her slender eyebrows and spoke, "Young lady, Gongye Huaifang, has met this senior brother."
Her voice was soft and pleasant, like a ball. Marshmallow, but the tone is colder, and it also has a sense of alienation, which makes it difficult for people to get close. It is impressive as soon as you listen to it.
Seeing that the other party was gentle and courteous, He Sizong returned the gift and said: "I don't dare, I'm the He Sizong of the Lanling family."
"The Lanling family."
Mr. Ye Huaifang's wonderful eyes moved after hearing this.
The Lanling He family is a well-known immortal cultivating family. Although it is not the top family, there are many children in this family and the population is prosperous. Moreover, the children of the clan often devote themselves to various major Xuanmen. Although most of them are in the Zhongxuanmen and Lower Xuanmen, there are also some in the Upper Xuanmen. Coupled with various marriages, it can definitely be called a complex network.
This family is best known for being good at business and well-informed, but the man in front of him with a long sword on his back looks cold, not like the Lanling He family who have always been kind to others and well-informed.
But the nine sons of the dragon are all different. With so many people in the Lanling He family, it is normal for some to be different.
Gongye Huaifang looks quiet and cold, but she is very good at interacting with people. She talked slowly with He Sizong, exchanging news and inquiring about content that might be helpful to her.
(End of this chapter)