Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

The next moment, in the induction of the fairy of the Doumu Palace, a vast green vitality came over, mighty, no end, faintly, gathered into a giant wood, tearing the sky, unparalleled.

The Shen Ning and quietness after the years of washing, just at first glance, there was a sound of praise from the ears, and countless blue beads fell, Ding Ding Dang, rolled around, and kept ringing.

This is not pure power, but a essentially heavy, rushing, it is difficult to resist.

"What?"

Lu Xuefu couldn't help standing up. The heavenly daughter on her body left Luo Fengxuan because she was too large, and the titles on the cuffs were shaking. One hand was pressed on the facade of the waist, and the pupils were cold deep.

She cultivated the first -a -class mystery in the palace of the Doumu palace, with a keen sense and beyond imagination, so even if she was separated, she could still feel the different temperament of the coming. Zhong Ling Yuxiu.

However, as a monk of Yuan Ying, who was the Xuanmen, Lu Xuefu was shocked and not chaotic. On the way to the other side.

Although this area is not the sphere of influence of the traditional Doumu Palace, with the development of the situation, the Mother Palace is in force, not to mention completely control, but it is taken for granted to prevent other forces from entering the venue.

The calendar is inexplicable. As a monk of Doumu, he blocked it and has no blame!

It seems that the Mori that permeated the Doumu Palace, and that kind of determination. , Sitting below a majestic goddess.

The opponent's cloud shoulder feathers, splendid Xia skirts, pure blue treasure crown on their heads, Yunzhu under their feet, holding woody jade Ruyi, a pair of blue eyes, deep.

Yuan Ying's real person like Lu Xuefu touched one of them, and the ocean of the essence of Aoki appeared in the pupils. In a cold tone, he said: "Lu Xuefu, the Mother Palace, has seen Taoist friends.

Sitting on Baodi is naturally Qing Sang Yuanjun. She looked at the opposite side, and her eyes wandered slightly on the other side, saying: "Poor Qing Sang."

"Qing Sang."

Lu Xuefu heard these two words, faintly, seemed to see a big stroke, pen and ink everywhere, the paper automatically emerged, and the light of the paper was bright. At the same time, she sang and praised. The fine eyebrows couldn't help but erected, and said with a small voice: "Congenital god?"

She couldn't hide the surprise in her voice. Although she had heard the name of congenital gods long ago, and there was a former congenital god in the palace of Doumu, she really did not expect that she would see one here.

And there is a sense of alienation and the entire world of the opponent's body. It seems that it is still a congenital god outside the thousands of worlds?

After setting the god, Lu Xuefu's martial arts in the martial arts blooming in a circle of halo, exhaling into a rainbow, hanging behind her, she looked at each other and asked, "I don’t know what Qing Sang Daoyou came here. "" "

A congenital god appeared here. Looking at the direction, it should be to go to the ethnic land of the southern Zhou family.

Qing Sang Yuanjun listened and smiled slightly, saying: "I am entrusted by Zhou Qing and Zhou Daoyou, who is true, and escorted his uncle back to Hengnan Zhou's trip."

"Protect Zhou Qing's uncle?"

Lu Xuefu was really in place at this moment. She thought about it, and she didn't expect that it would be such a reason.

Qing Sang Yuanjun was full of strange light in his eyes, sitting down the green pasta on the treasure, and the lush vitality turned into Qingyun again. She said, "The other party has been away from the family for a long time. , But Zhou Daoyou considers that the road may not be too peaceful, let me escort it temporarily. "

Speaking of this, a Yuan Jun looked at Lu Xuefu deeply, saying: "I don't know what the expensive it is Lu Daoyou?"

"this,"

Judging from the thoughts of Lu Xuefu deep in her heart, she naturally stopped the other party, but the one in front of her has the most proper reasons on the one hand. The relationship really can't find the reason to stop.

Different from the Magic Demon, Xuanmen's authentic behavior pays attention to a teacher's famous. If there is no reason, if there is no reason, it is not the faction of the Xuanmen.

Of course, this is also because the shadow of Zhou Qing and the real ancestors are faintly seen behind Qing Sang Yuanjun. It must be talked about rules.

After turning a few thoughts, Lu Xuefu took a step back. Yu Rong had a faint smile on Yu Rong, saying: "Hengnan Zhou's family is not far away, then I wish Qing Sang Daoyou all the way."

Qing Sang Yuanjun nodded, Yu's hand raised, Hua covered the five parties to hang down, and the hazards bloomed on the treasure. In front of the way, the group slowly disappeared in the sky.

Watching the group of people completely disappeared, Lu Xuefu looked at the place, and vaguely could still feel the condensed green wood. The smile on her pretty face gradually accepted, and then it became cold and cold. of.

"Qing Sang, Zhou Qing, Hengnan Zhou."

Lu Xuefu rose a sense of crisis in her heart, and she immediately passed the news in front of her through the communication formation order.

After finishing, this female cultivator of the Doumu Palace returned to the flying palace. The glazed tiles above cast a cold light like water, falling on the steps and reflecting between her eyebrows, making her expression change in the curling smoke of the bronze crane-shaped treasure furnace on the jade table.

Although she was only at the first level of the Yuanying realm and could not be considered a high-level official of the Doumu Palace, she was always known for her accurate vision in the sect. Today's incident gave her a bad premonition.

From the strong intervention of the Zhenyi Sect in this Jingchen Dharma Assembly, to Zhou Qing, a newly rising Tianjiao of the Xuanmen, the newly promoted great cultivators personally rushed to the Dharma Assembly, to the innate gods who just passed by, one by one, one by one, strung together, the determination of the Zhenyi Sect to point the sword at this area could not be concealed.

Thinking of the firm and powerful expansion steps of the Zhenyi Sect, she felt heavy and under pressure.

It was not fear. As a disciple of Doumu Palace, she did not need to be panicked or afraid of any force. It was just that anyone who was involved in the brewing storm would feel depressed.

At dawn, the sun came from outside the mountain and shot in front of the five-level terrace of the hall leaning against the mountain, making the six three-color glazed jade dragons decorated on the roof seem to come alive, constantly spitting out light, spraying on the central treasure bottle, and constantly emitting wonderful sounds praising the goddess.

The caisson relief in the hall was still deep and deep, exuding a strange mystery. All the light and sound were blocked outside and difficult to enter, making everything inside hazy and vague.

At this moment, a light sound suddenly came from the deepest part of the hall, and then a female fairy walked out.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

This female fairy has a different look and temperament from other female fairies, because she wears a flying armor with flowing clouds and a crane cloak with fine feathers and long plumes on her shoulders. When she stands quietly, she looks like a sword that can split the sky and tear the stars at any time.

Behind this female fairy, there is a statue with three heads and six arms, heroic and valiant, holding a golden seal, bow and arrow, talisman, seal, iron rod, jade box, and inexplicable symbols rising continuously, forming the power of the formation, which is endless.

"Hengnan Zhou family, the innate god, Zhou Qing."

Yuan Zixu looked into the distance, she waved her hand, and a group of children came out from the side halls on both sides, mostly girls and boys, all wearing Doumu Palace robes, each of them was surrounded by clear air, and their eyes were shining.

"Let's go."

The Dharma image behind this Doumu Palace Yuanying three-level great monk suddenly raised, and a circle of divine wheels spread out, wrapping everyone, turning into a straight line, flashing, disappearing from the original place, and when it reappeared, it had reached the end of the sky.

In the flying pavilion, a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, he tied his hair without a crown, with fine eyebrows and long eyes, was lifting the bead curtain and looking into the distance, with a flash of expectation in his eyes.

The clan of Hengnan Zhou is getting closer and closer. At this speed, it may be less than half an hour to arrive.

"Clan."

After Zhou Ming recovered from his injuries, his realm and cultivation reached a higher level. Now he looked into the distance in the air, blowing the strong wind, and wanted to return to the clan immediately.

Unlike his nephew Zhou Qing, Zhou Ming had a deeper feeling for the Hengnan Zhou family. It was a kind of origin that was integrated into the blood. Now it was getting closer and closer, and he was excited.

At this moment, Qingsang Yuanjun in front of her sensed something. She gave a command, stopped her car, and then looked in one direction with her green eyes.

A strong breath came from far away and soon came to the front, followed by colorful clouds and bursts of fragrance. Yuan Zixu stood on a huge formation map, and the stars in the sky moved under his feet. The dazzling light was extremely dazzling.

"It's really an innate god."

Yuan Zixu met Qingsang Yuanjun's strange green eyes and immediately confirmed that the other party was not only an innate god of the wood element, but also had just descended from another small world to the world not long ago.

"Such an innate god."

Yuan Zixu's thoughts kept turning. Such a person is not a cabbage on the roadside. It is very rare. How did Zhou Qing find such a person and let the other party run for him?