My brother is so cunning.

Outside Biyou Palace, the fairyland is picturesque.

Colors are swirling around, full of moral brilliance flying into purple mist; smoke is misty, all exhaling clear fragrance from the innate infinite. Fairy peaches and fairy fruits are like golden elixirs; green poplars and green willows are like jade threads.

Compared with the Bajing Palace and Yuxu Palace, this place is wider and more open. The palace is surrounded by fairy mountains, forests of fairy trees, and plains of spiritual grass.

You must know that hundreds of years ago, thousands of immortals would gather here every once in a while. If the venue was a little smaller, it would not be able to accommodate so many disciples.

But now, there is no trace of fairyland at all. The beautiful fairyland is empty, but it looks a bit empty and lonely.

In the true realm of the fairyland, even creatures such as beasts, insects and birds no longer exist. In the huge cave space, there is only one old immortal left behind.

This is because in such a top-notch cave with strong immortal energy, any living being who stays with the saint for a long time will attain the Way of the Chicken and Dog and ascend to heaven, and open up their spiritual wisdom and step onto the path to immortality.

All the creatures originally born in this space were worshiped by the Lord Tongtian, trained to become immortals, and then perished in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

It was only a few hundred years before the Jiejie Religion was destroyed. The time interval was too short, and no new souls were born here. Instead, it became a lifeless realm of all living beings.

The four saints Nuwa, Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan stood at the entrance of the Eight Views Palace. Nuwa still had the same angry expression, while the other three saints had complicated expressions.

"Sister, how about... forget it..."

Looking around, Fuxi frowned and tried hard to make the last attempt; "Thousands of years ago, we came to visit Taoist Brother Tongtian. At that time, there were crowds of immortals here, and everyone was laughing and laughing. But now it is so deserted. I want to come here." Guarding this place and feeling emotional every day, Taoist Brother Tongtian will not be in a good mood."

"The reason why the Great Tribulation of the Gods broke out has a lot to do with you, sister. I wonder if Brother Tongtian Dao will hold a grudge."

"What are you afraid of? Even if he sets up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, the four of us can work together to break it."

Nuwa stiffened her neck and said forcefully: "Besides, his four swords of Zhu Xian have all been lost, and he can't even put them into a formation."

Fuxi shook his head helplessly and muttered in a low voice: "Why bother fighting with such idleness? Taoist Brother Tongtian can teach a disciple like Taoist Wen, and his own knowledge is even worse than that of Taixu. I'm afraid some of them are better than the Zhuxian Sword." There is a more powerful method."

"Brother, didn't we just make an agreement in Huoyun Cave?"

Nuwa said angrily: "Since you came with me, you should do your best to help me put pressure on Tongtian and stop saying depressing words!"

Fuxi, Shennong and Xuanyuan all looked helpless. It was true that they liked communicating with Wenrui, but no matter how good they chatted, they were still netizens and could not be compared with Nuwa.

When Nuwa asked in the Fire Cloud Cave: "Help him or help me?", the Three Emperors could only agree with a wry smile and bravely accompany her.

If we talk about sincerity, we really don’t want to bring trouble to ourselves. After offending netizen Wen Rui, we have no choice but to talk about it, and Tongtian Cult Leader is not an easy person to deal with.

What if the Four Saints join forces?

He was fighting against the Four Saints back then!

Moreover, the Four Saints who faced the enemy in Tongtian back then were all Hunyuan Saints who had killed three corpses and became saints. They were still a level higher than these meritorious saints.

"Sister, please calm down later."

Fuxi warned: "Originally, my brother only thought that Lord Tongtian had great supernatural powers and profound cultivation. Now through communication with fellow Taoist Wen, I have a new understanding of him. Those Jiejiao classics are all from Tongtian and compiled by Wen Rui. "My disciples and grandchildren are already so knowledgeable. It's hard to imagine how profound the ancestor's wisdom is."

Shennong also nodded and said: "I originally thought that his name 'Tongtian' meant that his cultivation reached the sky and his Taoism reached the sky. Now I understand that it turns out to mean 'knowing the way of heaven'. This is a bit scary. In the realm of a saint, omniscience means omnipotence. The laws of heaven that each of us Four Saints control are probably less than a fraction of his. If we fight with him, we are fighting with the laws of heaven. How can we win?"

"Okay, okay!" Nuwa interrupted upset: "Sages also have to be reasonable. I don't believe that saints have been bullied and have no place to reason! If we are kicked out by him, we will go to Master Hongjun to complain! "

The three human emperors then remained silent and followed Nuwa into Biyou Palace.

When I walked into Biyou Palace, I was greeted by no one. It was an unimpeded journey all the way to the inner hall.

After the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Master Tongtian was captured by Patriarch Hongjun and disciplined for a hundred years. When he came back, he found that the tree had fallen and the hozens had scattered, and even the Taoist boy and his mount were missing.

He was so disheartened that he had no intention of recruiting more disciples, so he stayed alone in the fairy palace, just for the sake of purity.

Nuwa and other four saints entered the inner hall but did not find the leader of Tongtian. They continued to walk towards the dormitory. After entering the dormitory, they saw the leader of Tongtian wearing a loose and close-fitting robe, slumped on the sofa with his legs crossed. He was looking at the picture projected by the Xuantian Mirror on the opposite side.

It was obvious that he had been alone for a long time, and no one had visited him for hundreds of years. The leader of the Tongtian cult seemed very relaxed, and he did not even activate his alert spiritual consciousness. He was completely aware that Nuwa and the others had arrived behind him.

In addition to the disciples of Jiejiao, only saints can enter and exit his true realm of immortality.

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The disciples dispersed hundreds of years ago, and the ashes disappeared. The ashes became gods, the Buddhas became Buddhas, and the dogs became dogs. They all went their separate ways.

Among the prehistoric saints, the leader of Tongtian Cult had no friends, and even offended most of them, even the two senior brothers from the same sect were at loggerheads.

As a result, as time passed, Master Tongtian no longer had so much scruples, and he could stay at home as comfortably as he wanted.

The projection of the Xuantian Treasure Mirror was a TV signal from the Liberty City in the mortal world, and the broadcast screen was playing. The long-running ancient soap opera "The Legend of the Ancients: The Love Between the Witch and the Lich" was being played.

This drama tells the story of a witch girl and a demon boy who met, got to know each other, and fell in love in the last calamity era, but because of the war between the two tribes, their love, hatred, and hatred were intertwined.

While watching the soap opera, Tongtian Sect Master would hook his fingers, and the various fruits on the jade table in front of the sofa would be automatically cut and fly over to his mouth.

The life of a single otaku is so comfortable... It seems that he doesn't feel lonely and desolate because his disciples have dispersed.

The four saints looked at each other and exchanged glances. Facing such a scene, they didn't know whether they should say hello.

"Fellow Taoists, please don't be shy. Just sit down. I already knew you when you came in."

Tongtian, who had his back to them, broke the deadlock first. He didn't turn around, still looking at the TV projection, and waved his hand casually, saying, "Now I have neither disciples nor friends. I am alone and have no worries. I have let many things go and don't care anymore. I am a little more relaxed in my own home. Please bear with me and don't be surprised."