Watching the Taoist soaring in the clouds and riding the mist, leading the three brothers and sisters to leave, in the courtyard of the human world, Yin Zhenren and Zhuang Zhou were quiet for a long time, until the auspicious clouds disappeared far away and mixed with other clouds in the sky, making it difficult to see

Really, I slowly looked away.

Zhuang Zhou supported the wall and sighed: "I'm finally gone. That old man is really verbose."

A fair evaluation.

Yin Zhenren did not answer. He looked at the sky and said: "I will go back with you this time and let Yang Jian go back by the way. But after that, I will not go back to Louguan Tao again."

Zhuang Zhou looked happy at first, then surprised.

Then he seemed to be planning to make jokes as always, and said with a smile: "Why is Uncle Master like this? Could it be that..."

Master Yin said calmly: "Nanhua."

Zhuang Zhou's movements paused.

This is the name of Zhuang Zhou.

When the teacher calls you by name, it may be just a joke or just a casual conversation, and you don't pay much attention to it. But when the teacher directly calls you by your name, it often means that the matter has become bigger. The look on Zhuang Zhou's face was slightly solemn and he said:

"Uncle Master."

Yin Zhenren said calmly: "I have a big hidden danger in my life. [He] did not come to me at this time, just because Fuxi and Arctic Ziwei Emperor restrained [him], but [he] will definitely still be there."

When he comes back, even if he is no match for Emperor Ziwei of the Arctic, it will not be easy for the Northern Emperor to kill him."

"I am already in a whirlpool. The closer you are to me, the more dangerous you are."

Zhuang Zhou said: "Uncle, with your magical powers and methods, will you be in danger?"

Yin replied: "Innate creatures are powerful but not invincible, and immortality does not mean immortal."

"But after all, he and I have been friends for many years, and he will not kill me."

"But you are easily in danger when you are around me, so you should stay away..."

Zhuang Zhou rolled his eyes, put his hands on the pillow behind his head, and said:

"Then wouldn't you be in danger yourself?"

"The innate beings are powerful but will not perish. If you live with us, you can at least take care of us. But what if you really fall into a disaster and perish? Are you reincarnated and we will continue to look for you? Hello.

Hey, hey, old man, don’t cause any trouble to me!”

"I will definitely go find you then."

Only Zhuang Zhou could talk about life and death in such a relaxed tone.

Yin smiled lightly and said, "That's not bad."

Zhuang Zhou looked at his uncle in front of him, and saw that his uncle was no longer as arrogant as before, but had a little more sense of freedom and ease. Zhuang Zhou's accumulation of cultivation was not enough, but his realm perception was extremely keen.

, he saw that his uncle seemed to have made some kind of decision, and at this time, his realm had a faint tendency to move forward.

Is it a legendary product?

Only when the innate god, who is most obsessed with pride and disdain, gives up the power he has longed for all his life, can he glimpse a little bit of spiritual light.

Zhuang Zhou sighed, knowing that his uncle had decided to become the enemy of Emperor Changsheng.

He rubbed his face and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely get you back after you are reincarnated."

It was as if Yin was going to die in battle.

Yin raised his hand and patted this heartless nephew.

He almost knocked Zhuang Zhou to the ground. No, he was already beaten to the ground. Dust was rising and falling around him. Zhuang Zhou didn't care. He just stretched out on the dusty ground, doing whatever he wanted.

He turned around and saw his uncle walking away. Dust was rising in the sun. The black-robed Taoist laughed and said:

"Why, you're still in a hurry, old man!"

Zhuang Zhou's mouth was always unforgiving.

"How about it? Tell me your name so I can find you someday."

Under the sun, Zhenren Yin paused slightly, glanced sideways, and said lightly: "This body was once named Zhu Ling."

"Now I have turned my back on this way."

"The scarlet is red, the silk is silk."

"Turn vermilion into yellow, and silk into scarf."

"If I really fall into this final calamity in the future, if I still have this destiny to be reincarnated."

"You can look for a yellow scarf among these mountains and rivers. It's me."

Yellow scarf...

The future supreme master, the Great True Monarch of Nanhua, put his hands on his hands and laughed and said:

"Then I will definitely find you out!"

"Then while you are ignorant, I will be your teacher!"

……………

Not to mention that the future Great True Lord of Nanhua was hit in the head with a stone by Master Yin and his eyes turned purple. Qi Wuhuo asked the old Lord to go back to Tianque first. After spending more than a month with Zhuang Zhou, this Kunpeng seemed to be

I was quite disappointed that I actually went there.

Qi Wuhuo took the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family to the Ruizhu Palace to look for the Empress Dowager.

It's just a little troublesome. The Empress Wa seems to be getting something from the past. She needs some time, so she has to wait here for a while.

While waiting for Empress Wa and Yun Qin to come back, the Taoist took out two pieces of clothing for the twins of the Yang family. The one prepared for the eldest brother Yang Jian was originally a pair of ordinary clothes, but after a pause, somehow, by some strange coincidence, he took out the shirt he wore in his previous life.

Armor and shirt.

The Taoist sighed slightly.

A century ago, Judiciary Zhenjun committed suicide in the Lingxiao Palace, hoping that the Jade Emperor would punish Judiciary, but he was beheaded by the Judicial Heavenly Lord and his soul was shattered.

A century later, also on the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor punished Judiciary, and only the head of the Judiciary was left.

In this way, there is cause and effect, one drink and one peck.

Consider it a beginning and an end.

To draw an end to the grievances and hatreds in this long period of time.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to ask for a costume.

Qi Wuhuo's current state was such that he could "create something out of nothing" and transformed into something for him.

Yang Chan, the third sister of the Yang family, was very fond of the jade carvings of the Queen of the Earth. She smiled and said: "She has good bones and good talent. She may not be very talented in refining qi and breathing, but she is as good as the Earth."

, but I have some qualifications, and if I am willing, I can turn to the earth path in the future."

"I just don't know what kind of realm we can achieve in the end..."

"But I don't know where Fuxi found these three brothers and sisters. They all have some talents in the realm of earthly immortals and gods."

The last sentence was said by Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo replied: "Who knows?"

However, there should always be something different about someone who can be valued by Fuxi.

Or maybe they have such bones, which were all created by Fuxi. At this moment, they heard a soft sound. The Taoist holding tea and the Empress of Hou Tu Huang looked back and saw Yang Jian coming out after changing his clothes. He was still a man. Although he looks like a young man, he is said to be practicing immortal skills and has also practiced long-army fighting with Emperor Zhu Ling.

At this moment, he is dressed as a Taoist priest.

He wears a cloud crown with a fan, wears water-resistant clothes, a silk ribbon around his waist, and hemp shoes on his feet. His eyebrows are clear and handsome.

The empress of Hou Tuhuang gave a sound of approval.

Then he smiled at the young Taoist over there and said: "It is somewhat similar to you when you were young, but the temperament is slightly different. The time is almost up. If you don't go up, the immortals and gods above the Lingxiao Palace will come again. It’s going to be noisy.”

"yes."

"Then, Chan'er will be here with you first. I'd like you to take care of her for a little while."

Qi Wuhuo stood up with a smile, said goodbye, and then led everyone to the sky and headed straight for Tianque.

"Lingxiao Dharma Assembly..."

Yang Jian looked at the sky. With his eyesight, he could vaguely see the slight flow of auspicious clouds, which were constantly changing. A slight yearning appeared in his eyes, but he also remembered what the blue-shirted scribe said. 'Beware of the Jade Emperor', his eyes were also a little wary.

But overall, the yearning is still a little bigger.

But he didn't know what the Lingxiao Palace, which was the center of the myth, and the Dharma Assembly that gathered countless immortals and gods would look like. He looked at the armored robe his brother was wearing, and looked solemn. He looked over there. The Taoist asked subconsciously: "Senior."

"Um?"

"You are the protagonist of the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly today, right? Do you need to change into armor and brocade robes?"

Qi Wuhuo smiled and said, "According to common sense, it seems necessary."

His voice paused.

Then he said calmly and gently:
To be continued...