Conferred God: High Priest of Yin and Shang Dynasties

"Where are you going?"

Tongtian sensed that countless killing calamities were coming to Li Lu. He originally wanted to stop them, but he had confidence in Jie Jiao's sword of destiny, so he could only ask with concern.

Baiyao's eyes were bright and clear, he carried the Void Sword on his back and spoke righteously and sternly:

"The disciples feel that the world is in chaos and murderous intent is permeating the air. I don't know how many low-level monks will die in this calamity. I should go out and save all races from the fire and water."

Tongtian smiled happily, "What if I die?"

"What is obligatory, the disciple has no regrets."

Baiyao pulled out the Void Sword and carried it on his back, then cupped his hands towards Tongtian and said:

"I also hope that Second Master will issue a decree so that my brothers and sisters can also bring peace to the ancient world."

What is peace?

Wouldn't there be peace if we kill them all?

Tongtian didn't think about this, nodded and said:

"Yes, I have issued a decree from the Master Council to let the disciples of Jie Jiao receive their destiny and resist those who disrupt the order."

The disruptors in the words are naturally the disciples of Chanjiao.

Tongtian also couldn't bear to see Yuanshi provoking wars everywhere, and he also doubted his purpose.

After all, too much murderous intent may cause the supreme catastrophe to come early.

At this time, a faint roar sounded in Tongtian's ears.

His gaze crossed Biyou Palace and landed on a battlefield in the distance.

More than half of the twelve golden immortals were killed or injured, and the deputy leader Ran Deng was sealed to the Xuanhuang Tower.

Xuandu, who was covered in blood, had his feet in the void. Even if he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to continue fighting to the death.

Won.

The disciples that the Supreme Master had devoted all his efforts to training could be killed by just one person, so that the top combat power of Chan Cult was thrown away.

Although there are too many factors in this, including his Da Luo Zhibao, its combat power still accounts for a large proportion.

However, Xuandu's body turned pale, and the eternal timeline was obviously damaged.

Tongtian looked away. This kind of battle was not a big deal to him, Yuanshi and Taishang.

The dead disciples can be resurrected, and the disciples who have many experiences of attaining Daluo will soon be able to return to the Daluo realm.

As a master, you can help your disciples reach their peak combat power by spending some energy.

As he expected, Xuandu took out a Nine-turn Golden Pill as a healing medicine after the battle.

After a while, the injury was repaired.

It is a wonderful elixir that can make people enter the Great Realm in one step. It contains a complete and perfect path refined by the Supreme Being.

This kind of elixir can also be refined by the ancient Tongtian, but the effect is not as strong as Taishang.

"Go ahead and do what you want to do."

Tongtian said to Baiyao.

"The disciple retire."

Baiyao handed over his hands and left with the Void Sword on his back.

Walking out of Biyou Palace, he looked at Penglai Island, which contained countless fairyland, and took a deep breath of the pure spiritual energy.

And his departure also attracted the attention of some Da Luo.

Jin Ling's body transformed here and said with a smile:

"It has only been ten thousand years since I started practicing Taoism. I am already in the realm of immortals, and the great path can be expected."

Baiyao pretended not to know:

"Who is this senior sister?"

Jin Ling Jishou:

"My name is Jin Ling, and I am one of the four...five direct disciples of Master."

Baiyao's apprenticeship ceremony was completed in Li Lu's previous life.

So he is Tongtian's fifth direct disciple.

"I've met senior sister," Baiyao responded, then asked, "I wonder if senior sister knows where my master is?"

His greatest weapon at the moment, Tian Tong, was nowhere to be found, and Tong Tian had no intention of mentioning this matter.

With Tiantong, when he goes out to kill people and make swords, he doesn't have to worry about being assassinated and do it again.

Jin Ling replied:

"Master Tiantong left Penglai Island three hundred years ago and did not tell anyone where he went."

"That's it. Thank you, senior sister."

Without Tiantong, Baiyao had to think of some ways to protect himself, so he asked again:

"Where is the Three Immortals Island and how to get there? I hope Senior Sister can tell me."

Jin Ling felt a little disappointed in his heart. His junior brother had a bright future. If he could build a good relationship, his chances of being favored by luck in the future might be increased.

I had known that I would have competed with Zhao Gongming for the qualifications to protect the Tao.

But she still told Baiyao how to get to Sanxian Island:

"There are cranes on Penglai Island. Just find one and let them take you there."

Baiyao thanked and left.

After walking around the island for a while, I did see a white crane treading water next to a lake.

He walked over, and the sound of footsteps caught Bai He's attention.

So one person and one crane stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Baiyao was silent for a moment and said:

"Can you go to Sanxian Island?"

The crane made a human voice:

"A fairy fruit that contains the Golden Immortal Law, and the Three Immortals Island is a bit far away. There are no guests coming back. I have to wait for another one to come with you, otherwise I will lose money. In the past, the route to the Erxian Bridge was cut off by the void storm. Otherwise, you can fly directly to Sanxian Island from there."

Baiyao took out a baby-shaped fruit from his sleeve:

"A ginseng fruit, take me there."

"Ouch! The guest is so angry!"

The crane screamed, flapping its wings to make its body bigger, and transformed into a throne covered with silk silk on its back, squatting down in front of Baiyao:

"You are really discerning. Everyone in this business on Penglai Island knows that I am famous for being fast!"

Baiyao felt a little strange and flew up to sit down and asked:

"Is it really that far away?"

The crane flaps its wings:

"The guest is not my disciple, right? You need to know that dojos such as Sanxian Island are located in the cracks of endless space. Without guidance, even Daluo can't find it, and the location of Sanxian Island is constantly changing. , sometimes as close as around Penglai Island, sometimes on the other side of the prehistoric universe."

Each of its feathers bloomed with brilliant divine light and blended into the space. After sensing the dark void storm, it flew in one direction.

Adhering to the professional attitude of not letting the guests get too bored, it found a topic:

"The luck of the Jie Jiao in our guests is so strong. Even if they are not my disciples, they must be inextricably linked to the Daluo people on the island, right?"

Baiyao sat very comfortably. The violent void storm in his eyes might not be able to fly so steadily even if he used the void sword, so his attitude became much gentler:

"Well, Xiaodao once studied with a master of Jiejiao in his previous life."

Perhaps it was because of the ginseng fruit, Xianhe hurriedly said:

"Those are the disciples of my Jiejiao sect. Our sect is a great sect. As long as you have been a disciple, you should be protected by my sect even if your past life is over.

I wonder which master the guest is worshiping? "

Baiyao smiled and said:

"The name of the little Taoist master is the Heavenly Daoist, and he is the human body of the leader."

Crane: "..."

"Are you Li Lu?"

"Ah."

"..."

The crane stopped talking, feeling a lot heavier on his back.

"This trip is free."

It sighed in its heart and said.

When did this guy get out of seclusion?

I thought I met a prodigal, but I didn't expect to meet a great god.

The crane uses its senses to investigate the surroundings and intercepts the son of destiny's journey. If it is assassinated, it will be guilty of a serious crime.

Baiyao yawned. Years of habit made him want to plate a plate of turtle shells during this waiting time, but the ancients forbade anyone to plate turtle shells, so he had to give up.

He said softly:

"It's just a ginseng fruit for the agreed price. You are doing manual labor and you are considered a low-level monk."

Bottom?

Labor work?

I am considered a laborer! He is also a laborer of Penglai Island!

Xianhe didn't dare to reveal what was in his heart, but when he thought of the ginseng fruit, his so-called dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.