In the wonderful realm of the Heavenly Palace transformed by white space.

Pavilions, towers, jade flowers, and jade flowers, came one by one, and then sat in the past, and was used to sitting in the past. Because Taigong and Xingcao had not yet arrived, they talked casually. After Ao Guang suffered a loss last time, he often learned about what happened outside through the aquatic creatures and dragons. Recently, the situation has been calm.

It's really rare to be stable.

Especially the monkey seemed to have calmed down and did not do anything that made people's scalp numb.

Ao Guang's thoughts flew, and he chatted with Ruomu casually with his breath becoming more and more fierce. In a moment, when he saw Taigong appear, the immortals stood up one by one to salute. In his eyes, Taigong was no different from the past, but his expression seemed to be much more peaceful.

Is there something good?

Ao Guang felt thoughtful.

Zhao Li nodded and greeted the immortals. At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the extra members. Seeing that it was a scholar in blue, he had a very elegant demeanor and calm expression. At first glance, he felt that he was a scholar who was a scholar who was elegant and well-educated. But for some reason, when the scholar's eyes passed by Taigong, his body would always be stiff and he became quite restrained.

It seems like I've been beaten...

Oh, I can't be calm at all.

Ao Guang complained in his heart.

Qingluan looked at the scholar curiously, feeling that the new member was still very calm most of the time, but occasionally he would suddenly look like Ao Guang, especially in his expression and movements.

The scribe also quietly looked at the members present at the same time.

He was painted by Cang Tian himself, so he was naturally a bit strange. At the moment, he only felt that this place was a bit strange. Although the "Yuxu Jiang Shang" who could sit with the Lord was still there? But there was nothing strange about the other members.

Human race? There are birds, wolf-headed humans? There are even...

monkey?

The immortal in the painting was stunned? Looking around, he couldn't help but feel proud.

A thought arises in my mind naturally? I think that my origin should be one of the best here.

A mere gray wolf, a monkey? Where can I compare with myself?

Ha... It seems that Yuxu Jiang is guiding himself to participate in external affairs on behalf of the Lord...

Zhao Li took the expression of the immortal in the painting into his eyes? His expression was plain, but he just casually said to everyone: "This is a member of the Immortal Association of the Heavenly Court. You can call him the Immortal in the painting..." Then he looked at the Immortal in the painting with an understatement, and said without caring:

"You just listen to me? I have time to report this matter to fellow Taoists."

The immortal in the painting dare not be negligent? He hurriedly bowed.

The immortal in the painting...

Fellow Taoist?

The old land was slightly stroking its beard, and was a little surprised, and then thoughtful. The fellow Taoist mentioned by Taigong was probably like the Emperor of Beiyin? Just like Yun Zhongjun and Taishan Mansion? He had a very high status in the Heavenly Court, so he did not come in person, but just sent his subordinates to participate in the Immortal Association.

And when you have time to report back? So, isn’t this existence not in this world now?

The old man was curious? He felt even more happy. He felt that a strong man had returned from heaven, but he just felt happy.

But I don't know who it is?

Is it the thunder god, the Nine Heavens Yingyuan, the Thunder Sound, the Perfect Heavenly Lord, or the Zhenwu Demon Heavenly Lord? I immediately noticed that the title Taigong was called fellow Taoist. In this way, is this acquaintance of Taigong?

The old land was thinking hard, and Zhong Zheng, Yun Qianfeng, and Ao Guang also had their own thoughts.

Zhong Zheng looked at the sight of the immortal in the painting and judged his personality and behavioral purpose. He was afraid of Taigong. He was probably taught by Taigong, or Taigong was related to his lord. His expression was calm but arrogant, his background should be not low, and he was similar to the Emperor of Beiyin, but he was far inferior to the latter. His vague arrogance was also vain. It was impossible for him to have a direct relationship with the Emperor of the Mansion.

It is related to someone who is a close servant of the latter...

Yun Qianfeng looked at the immortal in the painting curiously, thinking about whether another god in the heavenly court who could be compared with the Lord appeared. Ao Guang was judging whether this guy was easy to mess with. However, no matter whether he was easy to mess with or not, he had to be more generous. What if he was another monkey?

His old Dragon King really can't stand the tossing.

Thinking of this, Ao Guang remembered that the Great Sage of Monkey King had a six-eared monkey with his eyes twitched. He could only be glad that the little monkey had not yet grown. Otherwise, the two monkeys would have been so painful that his old dragon would have been in this life.

Ao Xueer was unable to find Ji Xin's figure, and was a little disappointed. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and said, "Grandpa, hasn't Ji Xin woke up yet?" When Zhao Li came, he had already checked Ji Xin's situation and knew that he had woken up. He just couldn't wake up completely for a while. He immediately smiled gently, "This is coming."

Ao Xueer breathed a little relieved, a smile appeared on her face. She immediately felt that in such a serious occasion, she seemed a bit too casual to ask such questions, which affected the overall person of the immortals. She quietly stuck out her tongue, recalled the sentence she just introduced, and grasped the key point, and said:

"Is this immortal senior in the painting also like Uncle Yun Xingjun, representing a certain god?"

Zhao Li was slightly surprised, and then praised Ao Xueer in his heart. He thought it would be the land that would tell this problem. It seemed that this little girl was quite smart. This behavior was always a bit like after being caught in class. She asked a key question seriously, saying that she was a student who was listening carefully, nodding slightly and lying on the spot:

"good."

"That fellow Taoist is in charge of the heaven."

"You may call Him the God of Heaven, that is, the Emperor of Heaven."

The immortal in the painting was stunned for a moment. He had no idea that Zhao Li would directly say the name of the Lord. However, who was the name of his Lord, and those who said it should not understand. Out of fanatical respect for the Lord, he planned to briefly introduce the greatness of the Lord, but suddenly found that the atmosphere was wrong.

He judged for a moment and overturned his feelings.

Not wrong...

It's quite wrong!

The old man stood up, his face full of surprise.

The man holding the sword and the dragon monk were first silent, then neatly looked at a monkey. Zhong Zheng hesitated for a while, turned to look at Qi Tian, ​​closed his eyes, and thought for a while, then looked at the same confused wolf. The whole Heavenly Palace fell into a strange dead silence.

The immortal in the painting who is ready to promote the power of the Lord: "…………”

He felt the atmosphere gradually become strange and silent.

The feeling in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Something is wrong.

Something is wrong in this place...

Shouldn’t you care about the person of the Emperor of Heaven? Shouldn’t you look at me? I am the servant of the Emperor of Heaven. Why do you think of that monkey and the wolf? Do you mean they are also subordinates of the Emperor of Heaven? But why have I never heard of it?!

And when this silence became heavier, Ji Xin, who had been delaying, finally appeared.

The fairy in the painting subconsciously looked at the most normal boy. When she saw the boy being slightly stunned, her face was gentle and apologized, she said it was a little late. When she saw his eyes dark, deep and vast, as if the sky had a faint familiar atmosphere.

The fairy's expression in the painting suddenly changed.

???!

Crash!

He almost directly knocked over the table and sat down on the ground, knocked over the seat, and took a big step.

Then step back.

His back was tightly against the wall, and he was in a position away from Ji Xin, and his body was really stuck into a painting.

Scalp is numb.

The breath of the Lord?!

No, the breath of heaven!

What the hell is this?!

……………………

Fairyland in the clouds.

The emperor wearing an ink robe looked indifferent. One third of the four wind, rain, and thunder went to Lanzhou, and one third of them hid and hunted gods and demons. The last part of the elite laid layers of defense outside the already rather ethereal and unpredictable fairyland in the clouds.

Even after a long period of time and years, they can still show a sense of elite strength.

And Tianjijun is as indifferent and strong as ever, and his command is determined.

Even for nearly a million years, there has been no trace on this emperor. The four soldiers and horses were in his hands like arms and fingers. Finally, the ancient tyrant brushed his sleeves, and the four members of the wind, rain, and thunder saluted respectfully, and then disappeared. He walked slowly and walked forward alone.

In fact, Zhao Li and Donghuang Taiyi both proposed to let him stay in the Jiuli Forest and join forces with Donghuang Taiyi, but he refused. He told Zhao Li and Donghuang that his people were here, so he naturally should also be here. Yun Zhongjun, wearing a black robe, walked through the prosperous Yunzhong clan's residence, passed the ups and downs of cloud beasts, and the bustling clans, with a peaceful expression.

This is his family.

They respect him as their chief.

They respected and worshiped him.

Of course, he should protect them.

This is the original contract.

Finally, Tian Jiejun walked back to Yuntai, stood in his empty hall, looking at the cold and majestic palace, memory seemed to have returned to the past, with a pause in his expression, then he took a step, and walked step by step within the wide palace, with calm movements.

The sound echoed.

Finally, he looked at the wide throne cloud platform, stretched out his hand, gently lifted the blue-black mask, and exhaled a long sigh, his shoulders seemed to collapse, not so awesome. The next moment, Yun Zhongjun stepped on his left foot, and before he landed on the ground, his body turned, and threw himself on the wide cloud platform with his right heel as the center of the circle.

Bang ~

Yun Zhongjun stretched his waist.

He grabbed it casually, a glass of juice and wine mixed with ice, and a drink of ice appeared in his hands.

I tilted my neck and drank half a cup in one mouthful.

It was not until this time that the black-haired god let out a long breath, and his whole body seemed to be limp, like a dumpling spread on the throne of Yuntai, with a lazy face. The clouds of the four seasons gathered into silk, and the silk thread gathered into a quilt, floating on him. Jun Cang's green eyes narrowed lazily, thinking of a word Zhao Li said, and sighed lazily.

"It's so comfortable..."
To be continued...