I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 708

Just when Yang Guang was performing supernatural powers, Ji Daozi fled back in a state of embarrassment far away in the Yuxu Palace on Qilinya. He met Jiang Ziya and returned the two treasures.

Jiang Ziya looked at the depressed Ji Daozi, smiled lightly and said, "It seems that Dahuang Daoist is so powerful that even Pangu Banner can't defeat him?"

"It's the disciple who is incompetent, and his mana cannot support the consumption of the two treasures, so he will be defeated by the opponent." Ji Daozi told the story, and then said unwillingly: "I don't know where he learned Panwang's supernatural power. , the magic power is very strong, unmatched by disciples.”

"Pan Wang's supernatural power? It was practiced by Yao Dian, the son of Taixuan. This person has obtained Pan Wang's secret treasure, and he is the descendant of Pan Wang. Your uncle Taixuan also wants to get this supernatural power, but Yao Dian can always find it. An excuse to let Uncle Taixuan return without success, but I don’t know how this Dahuang Daoist got it?” Jiang Ziya was taken aback when he heard this.

"When the disciple went, Yao Dian was not there, so he knew where he went?" Ji Daozi showed a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

"Don't worry about Taixuan Shengzong's affairs. The heavenly secrets are changing and the catastrophe is coming. Be careful in everything." Jiang Ziya showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Master, this Taixuan Sacred Sect is also my sect of Yuxu after all, how can we ignore such a thing?" Ji Daozi couldn't help but said.

Jiang Ziya was very helpless in his heart. Although he was a big Luo, he knew how he came to be a big Luo. He knew that it was Yuanshi Tianzun long ago.

The saint's shot is naturally extraordinary. In the heavens, as long as the saint wants, even a cow, the saint can turn it into a big Luo Jinxian in the blink of an eye, but it is only a big Luo. He wants to become stronger in the future , that is impossible.

The means of saints are extraordinary and refined, beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Looking at the Western Paradise, as long as the merits and virtues arrive, even arhats can enjoy the rank of Bodhisattva. Combat power, this is the strength of the saint.

Jiang Ziya's family knew about his own affairs. Although he was a real Daluo Jinxian, the ceiling was there, and it would be impossible to become a quasi-sage in the future.So it's normal to be looked down upon by your own seniors.

"I will report this matter to Brother Nanji. Although I am in charge of Yuxu Palace, the Taixuan Sect is not my Yuxu Palace. He is just my disciple. If something happens, Brother Nanji will naturally deal with it." Jiang Ziya's face turned pale. Calm, although this move is a little wretched, but it can be said in the past.

"Yes." Ji Daozi was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.Even Daoist Taixuan died at the hands of Yang Guang, and Jiang Ziya was definitely not his opponent, especially Ji Daozi.

"Don't worry, Dahuang Daoist is just a figure of the older generation. Although he is very powerful, his way out has been cut off. You are different. You are the arrogance of the world. You have a bright future in the future. How can a Dahuang Daoist compare to it?" Jiang Ziya persuaded.He saw that his disciple was frustrated, and persuaded him from the side.

"It's all disciples who are incompetent, holding two important treasures, but were defeated by the enemy, ruining Yuxu's reputation." Ji Daozi showed a trace of shame.

"How can the road to the arrogance of heaven be so easy? If it were so easy, everyone would become the arrogance of heaven." Jiang Ziya smiled and said indifferently: "My Yuxu lineage is backed by saints. What is Dahuang real person? Sooner or later Those who will be wiped out for us, under the catastrophe, when the waves wash away the sand, the first ones to disappear are these unlucky sects."

In the prehistoric times, luck is the most important thing. If a person has no luck, even drinking water is stuffed between his teeth, he will encounter disaster at any time. The sect has no luck, and the sect will be exterminated at any time. There is a disaster of extermination of religion.Yuanshi Tianzun used the Pangu flag to suppress the luck, so the luck of the teaching was continuous. Although there were occasional twists and turns, it would not be as unlucky as the cut teaching.

In the Three Realms, sects rise and fall one after another, and new sects appear or perish every day.Once the catastrophe comes, the first ones to encounter the catastrophe are basically those sects that have no ability to resist. Only the heavy treasure suppresses the luck sects to keep their foundation.

The reason why the Taixuan Sacred Sect was destroyed by Yang Guang had a lot to do with luck. In the dark, the luck disappeared completely, and in the end there would be the disaster of exterminating the sect.

Jiang Ziya thinks that the Great Wilderness Sword Sect is the same, without heavy treasures to suppress luck, the final result will be the same as the Taixuan Sacred Sect, and sooner or later it will disappear in the long river of history.

In today's terms, Jiang Ziya is a dog, and he has been fighting until the end. With the power of a saint, he must be the one who has the last laugh.

Ji Daozi nodded again and again.

"Your Uncle Nanji is different from me. He is the task around your ancestor. He is in charge of explaining and educating all matters. When he gives an order, all your uncles will obey orders." Jiang Ziya stroked his beard, his face Lots of smiles.

Jiang Ziya knew that he couldn't mobilize the masters of elucidation and teaching. Guang Chengzi and others all had quarrels with him, thinking that he was not qualified to be in charge of Yuxu Palace and would not obey his orders, but the Antarctic Immortal was different. The people around him represent saints in every move. An order from the Antarctic Immortal, Guang Chengzi and other masters of elaboration must seriously consider it.

"Where is the boy?" Jiang Ziya flew out a jade slip from his hand, flew to the hand of Baihe boy outside the hall, and said, "Take this jade slip to Yuqingjing to meet the master of Nanji."

With the sound of a crane cry, the white crane boy turned into his original form and headed towards Yuqingjing.

Taixuan Sacred Mountain, in the Taixuan Great Hall, one after another divine light shot up into the sky, Yang Guang was wearing a Taoist robe, above the mud ball, shrouded in cloud light, three huge vortexes rushed out, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth in the void .

Brother Guo and the other immortals of the Taixuan Sect also sat cross-legged on the futons, their faces pale, it was really too much pressure in this hall.

"Ding! You read the manuscript of Guo Qi of the Taixuan Sect and gained 1000 two-hundred-year mana."

"Ding! You read the manuscript of Zhuge Dan of the Taixuan Sect and gained 1000 years of mana."

"Ding! You read the manuscript of Dan Chenzi, a disciple of the bloodthirsty demon, and obtained the supernatural power of the blood coagulation claw."

……

A burst of mechanical sounds rang in Yang Guang's ears, and suddenly there was a soft sound, as if something was formed, and a huge vortex was formed on Yang Guang's mud ball, swallowing the inspiration of heaven and earth.

In Yang Guang's sea of ​​consciousness, a dao palace was lit up again, and there was a god with a blue body, a bird body and a human face, breathing out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the dao palace, but it looked like Jumang Zuwu.

"This guy's mana has increased again."

Brother Guo and other immortals felt that the pressure in the hall suddenly increased a lot, and a huge vortex appeared above Yang Guang's head, and their expressions changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)