"He has come out of seclusion! Someone calculated that he had left Penglai Island, but he did not respond to the request of the Sumeru Ten-wheeled Great Bodhisattva..."

"Yang Jian then left, as if he had gone to Tianhai?"

"The twelve immortals of the Jie Sect seem to be left with the 'True Lord of Heaven' who was promoted to the broom star?"

"True Lord Tiansha? I'm just a person who doesn't deserve his name! I heard that this person has a very poor talent, and it's all up to Master Yang to train him to get seven yuan and rank among the twelve immortals. It's because he has a close relationship with the leader..."

...

"He has come out of seclusion?"

In the quiet world, in the bright moon hanging high above the night sky, it seems that someone is talking to himself.

Under the moonlight, the white palace of the moon can be seen blown by the breeze, and the infinitely beautiful body can be seen below.

"I heard that his confidante who had not yet achieved enlightenment in the past was about to die, and he had to leave the customs and go to Wanshou Mountain..."

Under the shadow of the bright moon, someone slowly walked out, looked at the beautiful body, and unconsciously touched the smooth back of his head:

"This catastrophe is strange, and it is only 120,000 years. Even if it is the Six Divisions of Daocheng, its life span is only this number. The life span of the immortals and Buddhas is becoming more and more shorter. Poor, pitiful..."

"Confidant..."

Under the moonlight, disgust flashed in the beautiful eyes of the woman in the palace skirt:

"There is a beauty inside and a beautiful woman outside? The first person in the ten tribulations, the leader of the Jie Sect, but it turns out that it is so pickled inside..."

"Is this a slime?"

The monk couldn't help laughing:

"Where are natural gods and Buddhas? The Buddha still had to keep the eight precepts before he could calm down. A world-renowned hero who rose from the end of the world. What is it like to have a confidante? So what if there are thousands of people?"

"roll!"

The woman in the palace skirt looked cold and left:

"Chang Er, go back and tell Shi Lun, I will go to Penglai Island by myself, and no one needs to accompany you!"

"Go to yourself..."

The monk touched his long eared forehead and smiled inexplicably:

"A silly woman really thinks this is still a nine-tribulation? Going to Penglai Island alone? Not to mention you, it is your husband..."

At this point, the monk shook his head, and his eyes flashed with surprise:

"I actually forgot who her husband is? This is..."

A terrifying thought poured into my heart, and the monk turned around and left, and the slight distractions that had arisen before had already been thrown away.

There are only one person in this world who can make him lose his memory...

...

...

Penglai Island, thousands of years later, is like a great sun in that sea of ​​laws, magnificent and magnificent.

Its attention is trembling with all the worlds, and countless people are peeping in the dark, either light or dark.

The news that Yang Yu came out of seclusion instantly swept across the world like a storm, spreading to extremely far places at an extremely fast speed.

When the woman in the palace skirt walked here, she couldn't help but frown and noticed that there was still a lot of vague aura in the fog of this sea of ​​laws.

‘Everyone wants to land on Penglai Island…’

The woman in the palace skirt felt cold in her heart, and even noticed that the people seemed to be guiding her to meet, but she didn't care much.

Amid the stunned eyes in the dark, a moonlight turned into a ray of sunlight and penetrated into Penglai Island, which was called the forbidden area in the world.

Wow~

It turns into a ray of moonlight and enters with the wind.

The woman in the palace skirt was very careful. Even if Zhenru said that Penglai Island is very empty now, it is the base camp of the Jie Sect after all.

For thousands of years, the blood of many powerful people has not dried.

So even though she was quite confident in her great powers that she had achieved after years of cultivation, she was still cautious.

But beyond her expectations, she sneaked into the island until she reached the gate of Jiejiao Mountain. She was not blocked in front of the main hall.

‘Is this Penglai Island so empty?’

The woman in the palace skirt was shocked, but suddenly felt that it was impossible, because in the past ten thousand years, many powerful people in all realms have been suppressed here.

How can it be possible without anyone to be on guard...

Huh ~

When the woman in the palace skirt was in her mind, she suddenly heard the sound of the opening of the main entrance of the hall, and an old man with evil spirits and bad luck walked out slowly.

"I am here to Li Eryi, I have been waiting for the fairy here for a long time on the order of the leader!"

"not good!"

The woman in the palace skirt was shocked and she was about to retreat without thinking.

Seeing that the female fairy was so decisive, Li Eryi smiled slightly and said, "Fairy stay!"

Buzz ~

Amid the buzzing sound of neither high nor low, the woman in the palace skirt felt a trance in her heart. In the next moment, she couldn't help but fall into the hall.

Inside the hall, the chaotic aura was intertwined, isolating all external auras and even ripples in time and space.

And in the heavy mist, someone seemed to be whispering to himself.

That's...

The memories that disappeared some time, and when they came to my heart again, looking at the phantom that seemed to be there and not have, the woman shed tears in her eyes:

"Yi..."

...

...

The mountains are high into the clouds, the mountains are stretching, and rivers pass through the mountains and go east to the sea.

The earth is boundless and the mountains are beautiful among the thousands of mountains, and one of the seventy-two blessed places in the sky and the sea, is located in Wanshou Mountain.

Over the years, all the heavens have changed drastically, but compared to the sky and sea, any changes in the world seem to be pale in comparison.

The gathering of luck in all worlds and the influx of the world's inspirations has brought this world, which was still quite desolate thousands of years ago, back to its prime.

Endless inspirations intertwined like fog, lingering in the mountains and earth, and even every corner of every city.

The endless luck gathers, giving birth to various creations, making this place called the land of the immortal world by the practice of various kalpas, and becomes a place that more practitioners yearn for.

Even though there have been fierce battles and wars everywhere, there are still the world where the most cultivators in the world are gathered.

"The life span of kalpas is different, but those who are shorter have to exceed hundreds of millions of dollars... What an incredible method is this to condense billions of years into 120,000 years?"

On the top of the mountains, an old Taoist sat cross-legged, overlooking the vast land beneath the sea of ​​clouds:

"The emperor opened ten kalpas and wanted to get the result...what is the reason?why is the result?What is the ritual?"

The old Taoist's voice was neither high nor low, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to someone in the dark.

There was no response, and there was a silence in the dark.

"Since fellow Taoist is here, why should I hide in the dark?"

The old Taoist sat quietly for a moment and couldn't help but shake his head:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although I don't know where my friends come from, I believe they are also a hero who will dominate for the rest of my life. Why be so sneaky and careful?"

"In the turbulent years of the Great Dao, it is no exaggeration to be careful. I accidentally like the Zhunlong, known as the Nine Tribulation Dragon Ancestor, but I was beaten like a loach..."

Before the sound was finished, the old man carrying the magic sword and a slightly dark face, he bowed slightly:

"Nine Tribulations 'Luan Ying', I have seen fellow Taoist Wanshou..."

"Nine Tribulations Luan Ying?"

Taoist Wanshou focused on this name and thoughtful:

"During the Nine Tribulations, in the Taiyuan Period, except for the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord, was the third person in the world at that time?

Lord of cholera?”

"I dare not be the third person in the world. The Taoist Wusheng in the past is much more famous than a certain family, but what about it..."

Luan Ying sighed:

"In today's world, it's really hard for a certain family to understand. It's fine if you practice for thousands of years to achieve enlightenment, but you still..."

Thinking back on the scenes I saw for thousands of years, even if it was a person like Luan Ying, his heart was slightly cold.

He never thought that one day he would be trapped to death in front of the Taoist gate and could not enter, but this scene happened.

And it didn't happen to him alone...

"The fortune is born from disasters, and the fortune is born from disasters. If the great way is completed by nine times, the emperor will be born, then the ten extreme disasters will surely give birth to the 'fruit' that transcends its top..."

Taoist Wanshou was quite calm. After a few casual conversations, he stood up.

"The appointment of thousands of years is coming, and you fellow Taoists will come soon. At that time, I will discuss the Tao again..."

With a wave of his hand, Taoist Wanshou disappeared from the top of the mountain and returned to the ancient view of the mountain.

The ancient view is quite deserted. Apart from the Taoist Wanshou, there is only one handsome monk who falls in the corner.

Apart from this, there is not even a Taoist boy.

"Little monk, you have suppressed me for half a disaster. I have been holding you for thousands of years. Are you convinced?"

The old Taoist held the dust in his hand and looked at the handsome monk faintly. The latter's eyelids twitched and slowly raised them up. His scarlet eyes reflected the Taoist Wanshou:

"In the past, the young monk suppressed you, so he lived in the disaster today. In the past, he wanted to suppress the life of the demon, so he was suffering from being entangled with the thoughts of demons...

One cause and one result, one drink and one peck are all fixed numbers, but how can you think of resentment?"

The monk Sanzang stared at Taoist Wanshou with his evil eyes, his voice calmly and violently:

"The next day, you will be buried in my hand, but it will be the fruit of today."

"Then I will wait and see!"

Taoist Wanshou was not angry either, he just smiled faintly:

"However, you have to wait until you integrate Buddha and demons, and all kinds of things can be integrated..."

"That day was not far away, but a pity..."

The monk Sanzang lowered his eyelids.

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that the little monk may not have this opportunity..."

When Sanzang drank it, he seemed to feel something, but in fact, the nine-colored light balls that were heard from him were shining brightly.

Someone came, and he had no way of detecting it...

"Um?"

Taoist Wanshou was slow for a moment, and when he looked at him, his eyes could not help but change.

Looking from the Guanmen, two people walked side by side under the 999-high White Jade Sky Steps, walking and talking to the viewing scene.

It seems like I'm here for an outing.

"It's him..."

Taoist Wanshou raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that this person would come so early, but he also greeted him loudly:

"No wonder I saw the purple Qi coming from the east yesterday, but it turned out that Master Yang came in person..."

As he climbed the stairs ninety, Yang Yu looked at the door frame:

"The immortal palace of immortals and immortals is with the same life as the heaven. However, with the same life as the heaven, longevity is not enough..."

"The name of Taoism is really nothing, it makes the leader laugh..."

Taoist Wanshou welcomed him to the door, shook the dust and was also looking at the famous leader of the Jie Sect:

"I was really surprised by the invitation to invite Master Yang, but I didn't know that Master Yang arrived early, it was..."

While speaking, he looked at Yu Fengxian beside him.

The latter replied with a bow and raised his head again. The ginseng fruit tree covered the entire five internal organs. When he looked up slightly, he could see that the big tree and the dolls were like ginseng fruits making noises between the branches and leaves.

"Why did Mr. Yang come? Fellow Taoist really don't know?"

Yang Yu glanced at Taoist Wanshou deeply, and the smile on his face calmed down and disappeared.

"It's not that I know nothing..."

Taoist Wanshou took a few steps back and asked the two to come in:

"Ginseng fruit will be held in seven days, and then all thirty ginseng fruits will be held at a banquet..."

"I wonder how valuable is this ginseng fruit for you?"

At this time, Yu Fengxian withdrew her gaze and asked.

"value……"

Taoist Wanshou seemed to be stunned for a moment when asked, and then burst into laughter:

"I think this fruit has blossomed for three thousand years, bear fruit for three thousand years, matured for three thousand years, and only thirty fruits have been achieved in ten thousand years..."

“How to sell?”

Yu Fengxian asked again.

“…I won’t sell it.”

Taoist Wanshou shook his head, thought about it, but left room for nothing:

"Of course, if the Yang Sect mainly bought it, I would definitely sell it. Since ancient times, what's more expensive than life?

Nothing big is not as big as a fist..."

“Buy and sell without any discussion.”

Yang Yu was not very interested in ginseng fruit, so he just took a random look and walked into this Five Internal Contemporary View.

Compared to the realm of Xuangong, what you see in front of you is more like false, without seeing the Taoist principles, cold and deserted, but with a vast vitality.

Taoist Wanshou took the two of them to the entire Five Insects, and finally came to the ginseng fruit tree.

"It is worthy of being the spiritual root of heaven and earth. The vitality contained in this fruit is almost inferior to me!"

Yu Fengxian was a little shocked.

The ginseng fruit I saw at this time was very different from the income from Yang Yu in the past, and the two were completely different.

It's like a dripping water and a vast ocean.

"Just three ginseng fruits can be used to live with the same life as the heaven and earth in ten kalpas."

Yu Fengxian watched around the tree and was ready to move.

However, Yang Yu and Wanshou Taoist were just standing aside and watching calmly.

After a long time, Yang Yu said:

"William a thousand years ago, fellow Taoist Wanshou sent invitations to all walks of life in the world, inviting many powerful people to the banquet, but I don't know what the purpose is?"

Taoist Wanshou was a little stunned. Maybe he didn't expect this person to be so direct. He didn't answer, but just asked back:

"For thousands of years, fellow Taoists have killed them... Why did they slaughter the lord who has just become enlightened?"

When he spoke, although the old Taoist looked calm, his heart couldn't help but condense. He was also a little afraid of the great killing star in front of him.

There is no other reason. Even if it is a state of separation, even if it is him, he is not sure that he can defeat it...

The first line of Daogao is already insurmountable, let alone cross-border?

"Yudao."

However, beyond the expectations of Taoist Wanshou, his rhetorical question actually responded, and his eyelids twitched:

"The Chaos Control the Way? Use one way to control all the ways, and then combine one way as if it is to combine all the ways?"

What a person, Taoist Wanshou, Yang Yu said casually, and he had already guessed a lot of things.

Perhaps he had already guessed it, but it was confirmed at this time.

only……

"and you……"

The expression of Taoist Wanshou finally changed.

"The Tao arises and the Tao is destroyed, and one catastrophe ends. Because the emperor opened the sky, the great Tao is shaken and the great Tao is born with three thousand Taos. Once the Tao is transformed into three thousand Taos, the ten catastrophes will definitely end..."

Taoist Wanshou looked indifferently, and Yang Yu turned his back to him, looking into nothingness,

In a faint veil, it seemed that meteors broke through the sky and came.

"I answered your doubts, but you don't have to answer my questions..."

Under the ginseng fruit tree, Yang Yu was walking, his voice was neither high nor low, but it made Taoist Wanshou couldn't help but feel chilled:
Chapter completed!