Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

Not only was the palace lord looking at him, but at that moment the clouds parted and the sky shone through from behind, just exposing him, as if a huge spotlight had been cast on him, and now everyone was looking at him.

Fu Yuanzhi has actually conceived countless wonderful and grand appearance modes. After all, there are many people in this world who love grand ostentation, not only the sword cultivators of Qiongshan. Gen Evoking Banner asked a few evil spirits and ghosts to make a background for him.

But he looked back at the palace lord who had a happy face and was still in the state of traveling, and couldn't help showing a bright smile—not just the one he had practiced in front of the mirror, and the palace lord would 100% like it, but He really wanted to laugh.

So Fu Yuanzhi raised his hand and said to the following: "Those who pass by, we are passing by! You continue to fight, and then don't overturn the pot of hairy blood... that pot of demon soul, or just pass it to me now, I will Eat and watch."

For a moment, everyone's expressions were blank, everything was silent, only the pot of demon soul that looked like Maoxuewang was bubbling and bubbling.

Eating demon souls, Taoists must understand after hearing this, this is not a Taoist, but a demon who eats souls!But the tone of his words, no matter how you think about it, it is not a united front with the Mystic Blood Sect.

...So, where did this weird guy come from? His expression doesn't match the serious atmosphere of the scene at all, okay?

"..." Xue Cangliu stared at him, his eyes full of calculations, but then his eyes moved, because Qiu Xian's sword had already floated in front of his eyes.

The current head of Yunmeng has nothing in his eyes. Qiu Xian has no distractions, blood is still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he only pays attention to Xue Cangliu. The Zhiyue Shengjun said that Qiuxian can be called the worst true immortal, but he also has the power of a true immortal after all.

Zhu Niang from Nanlu Xiange wants to help, but there is Tian Yunwan next to her.

Swords are everywhere, Tian Yunwan and Qiu Xian's swordsmanship are exactly the same, they both have a bit of Tiangong Master's swordsmanship flavor, just like Yunmeng Tiangong's traces will always remain in the practice routines of graduate students, that is not true No matter how it can be erased, no one wants to erase the traces.

Da Neng can fight two by two, but the limelight is all taken away by the "passing" guy on the cloud.

Liu Xiuxiu rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Hey, this person looks familiar."

Fu Yuanzhi standing on the cloud is only a little familiar. If he falls headfirst, Liu Xiuxiu may recognize him at a glance.

"Oh, isn't that Fu Yuanzhi from the Renzi class? He was born in the Fu family, so King Xiaoyu doesn't like him very much, and connives at the servants throwing him off the ladder countless times!" Junior sister Wen shouted, "It's Junior Brother Fu!" !"

Cai Wan also cheered: "Friend Daoist Fu! Where's your master?"

As soon as she spoke, everyone fell silent.

The sky was still overcast, with only a gap exposed, standing Fu Yuanzhi, waving at the bottom, but there seemed to be no sign of anyone else.As a result, many Taoists realized after a while that Fu Yuanzhi's name was only one word different from the one who had just been cannon foddered, but he had a completely different situation.

Fu Yuanzhi's name was quickly popularized again - Fu Yuanzhi, the disciple of the master of Yunmeng Tiangong, at the Taoist ceremony, Yunmeng's master Tiangong was not required to leave, leading his apprentice to run away.

Only the blood flowing in the sword light was extremely shocking——

"It's impossible!"

He muttered to himself—he was 100% sure that in the magic circles distributed in all directions of the ten continents and three islands, there was the soul of the Lord Yunmeng—a true immortal with half of his soul missing, even if he was a true immortal with great power , then it can't be less than half of the soul is alive and well, and his realm doesn't need to be pushed by others!At the Taoist event, it was shocking that Master Yunmeng was still alive. He disappeared thousands of years ago. Xue Cangliu was very sure that he was dead, so Xie Ran and Xie Ran brothers were provoked by his words to test.

Losing half of the soul, it lasted ten thousand years before the body died and the Tao disappeared. This is what the mysterious master of Yunmeng Tiangong can do, right?

As a result, now it means that he is not only alive, but also alive and well?

Qiuxian and Tian Yunwan's swords brushed the bloody face from left to right, seeming to barely draw his attention back a little bit.

The palace lord on the cloud layer had a rare expression of embarrassment.

The reason is simple, Fu Yuanzhi fell in love with dressing him up, it doesn't matter, but he doesn't quite understand what it means for an apprentice to dress him in red?Ink hair and red clothes, this kind of color is usually seen in the evil people in TV dramas, and they have to be the kind of evil men who are more feminine - the palace master dare not look at the mirror at all, he feels that looking at the mirror, he will complain about himself in his heart The barrage can blast him back to the 21st century.

Fu Yuanzhi's reason is very simple: "In the past, Master always wore plain clothes every time he went to a battle, but now that the old era is over, isn't the new world coming? In fact, this is a good thing, and we should celebrate it!"

"...Generally speaking, even if you celebrate after the war, it must be after the war. You haven't fought yet."

Fu Yuanzhi said confidently: "Master, I can't let go of the past. There is no need to fight. They have already lost."

Still expecting to dig out the Supreme Demon Lord?Ten thousand years ago, the Supreme Demon King did not exist. This unexpected trip allowed the Palace Master and Fu Yuanzhi to find their place in this world again. It is a bit like the hobbit who left Bag End. If you don’t go out, you can’t find yourself. It's a snitch; but in comparison, the magic door is still stagnant, and even rumbling backs up unambiguously.

The half of the soul in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave merged with the little disciple who fell into it quickly, and even devoured the past self without any hesitation or nostalgia. The glory of the past?Former status?Or the dignity of being a devil?

Forget it, the future is everything.

"Master, you are waiting."

As Fu Yuanzhi said, he suddenly relaxed his body and fell down. The disciples below let out exclamations.

Only Liu Xiuxiu and her sister Wen nodded in satisfaction: "Junior Brother Fu who fell from the clouds looks very kind."

It stopped halfway through the fall, because the Taoist in human form fell from the clouds, and he was already a huge black shadow in midair. Blood energy and devil energy shrouded this black shadow. He didn't even need to deliberately radiate coercion to shock the surroundings .

Siye was shocked, this time it was a complete shock, the devil energy of the whole Nanming Mountain was dormant beside the black snake, he had conquered the devil gate without words, making the Taoists tremble with fear.

The demon snake lowered its huge head, spat out the snake letter, and hissed with a smile: "The blood is flowing! Bring me the soul orb!"

Although Fu Yuanzhi considers himself the disciple of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, he still has no psychological barriers to occasionally use the already digested Demon Lord.And isn't Momen claiming to follow the law of the weak and the strong? That's very good. Today's Fu Yuanzhi ate the Supreme Demon Lord, so today's Fu Yuanzhi is the new Demon Lord, which makes sense from any point of view.

The crowd let out an earth-shattering exclamation——

What did the black snake say?

The deity's soul orb?

When Xue Cangliu introduced himself just now, everyone heard it—he yelled so loudly—that is the soul orb of the Supreme Demon Lord!

Only Liu Xiuxiu fell silent and fell unconscious on the ground.

"Ai ai—ai... Sister, snake phobia has fallen ill again... How can you be a spy like this? This is a big news that will not be released again this year, nearly a hundred years, or even a thousand years!"

"Big news!"

Liu Xiuxiu raised her hand as if it was shining in the light, she rolled her eyes on the ground, struggling hard all over her body: "Help me up...I...I want to take a picture!"

There are thousands of difficulties and dangers, but the heart of Taoism cannot be lost.

The black snake swayed its tail horizontally, and the huge snake tail was thrown out, and a row of dumbfounded demons were sent flying horizontally. He roared again: "The blood is flowing, hand over the soul orb of the deity!"

Xue Cangliu was stunned by the strong demon energy, he almost forgot to resist at that moment, a bright sword light crossed, Qiu Xian had already killed, and that sword cut off his left hand holding the soul orb directly , the devil's blood flew out, staining the pitch-black bead with a layer of blood-red light.

Fu Yuanzhi opened his mouth and swallowed the soul orb in one gulp - more like the soul orb couldn't wait to return to its place, so he got the memory of the demon.

The devils went forward one after another, they rushed into the broken barrier, destroyed the magic circle in the seal, and held the magic weapon for storing the soul, trying to take away the soul of the demon king.

But unexpectedly, what stood in front of him was the soul of the Heavenly Palace Master.

So Fu Yuanzhi saw clearly the whereabouts of the remnant soul of the Heavenly Palace Master. He was not swallowed or damaged by the Demon Lord, and he never exhausted his strength to dissipate.

The white cloud shadow drifted towards the army of demons, and the army went deep alone without fear. He seemed to be invincible, and he seemed to be invincible.

But he was just a piece of remnant soul belonging to the Heavenly Palace Master, and soon, the blood in Mozun's memory tore up the cloud with the joy of victory.

Even in the eyes of the Heavenly Palace Master, the Supreme Demon Venerable used to do a lot of evil, but the Demon Venerable's soul still cannot be manipulated and used arbitrarily.

The desire for freedom is not only valid for like-minded people.At that moment, as an old enemy, he was willing to draw his sword for his old enemy.

"Demon Venerable, Demon Venerable?"

Blood was gurgling from his bleeding arm, but he didn't seem to care. He glanced at Fu Yuanzhi in a daze, and a joyful smile spread around his lips, making his always low-key and pale face radiant with excitement:

"Supreme Demon Lord? You are the one who has returned? You want to lead the Demon Sect and continue what happened thousands of years ago—"

Halfway through his speech, he froze.

A red shadow appeared above the black snake's head, and the black and cold scales of the black snake became warm red because of his appearance.Hong Ying stood quietly on top of the black snake's head, seemed to bend down, and reached out to touch the snake's scales, so the [-]-foot-long terrifying black snake shook its head and tail, like a happy puppy.

That red shadow was too small compared to the black snake, but in Xue Cangliu's eyes, that shadow was infinitely magnified.

The living Master Yunmeng is more vivid, more human, and more complex than the remnant soul of the Tiangong Master in the seal, and it makes people feel more complicated emotions. I want to see his demeanor more, but I am afraid of seeing his distant gaze.

The red figure stood on the snake's head, a white light flashed in his right hand, and a snow-white jade knife appeared in his hand, with a lotus pattern on its head. The blade was straight and slender, carrying the might of an ancient dragon god.

He didn't move, just raised his hand, pointing the blade at the bloody stream.

The devil seemed to feel that there were thousands of mountains coming towards him—but that was actually just his imagination, because the master of Yunmeng didn't really use his spiritual power. From the beginning to the end, he just appeared, touched the snake, Then he quietly stood on the snake's head and watched from a distance.

"Stupid." Fu Yuanzhi sneered, "I'm the Heavenly Palace Master from the beginning."

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Xue Cang's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, more blood was spit out by him. The suzerain of the Mystic Blood Sect deserved to have a blood character in the sect. Before he died, he vomited several times more blood than others.

"You are……"

Xue Cangliu could not deceive himself or others, despite everything deviant.

Mozun's words in front of everyone's eyes were extremely high-profile, extremely proud, and shocked the Momen and Daomen. For a moment, the scene was completely chaotic.

"what?"

"What did he say? He said...he belongs to Tiangong Master?"

"I knew it! I knew it! Master Yunmeng won't accept apprentices casually!"

Many jealous people instantly relieved——

"That's the Supreme Demon Lord. It's reasonable for the Supreme Demon Lord to abandon his secrets and turn to worship under Master Yunmeng's sect!"

"That's right, I said that I must not be a poor student in the Renzi class, otherwise, what would I do if I studied so hard to get into the Jiazi class!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

There were also people who cried out in despair: "No, it's impossible! I'm Qiu Xian's real person!"

"What about Yu Jingzhu? I think it's Yu Jingzhu——"

"All of you who are too imaginative, go face the wall yourself! Didn't Master Yunmeng not refute it?"

Not only did he not refute, but he was also dressed in red and behaved very intimately with the big black snake? ? ?

But there are others who pay attention to other important points:

"What? Palace Master Yunmeng is not a sword cultivator? How is it possible!!!"

"Knife? That's a knife!"

"What a handsome knife—"

"But why not a sword cultivator? Aren't the stronger ones generally all sword cultivators?"

Someone on the spot disagreed: "Why, only Jianxiu is strong, so do you look down on our Faxiu?"

So the Dharma cultivator threw out a dozen talisman papers, blasting to death the two devils who rushed over, and proudly said: "We are all masters of magic!"

The bloody and broken body slowly fell to the ground, and the light in the pair of magic pupils went out little by little. Although the palace owner felt that after the description lost faith, he used "two gray glass balls that lost their luster" to describe it. The eyes of the other party, this metaphor is very vulgar and bad, and it has been used by countless people, but it is true that there is no better rhetorical technique.

Xue Cangliu, who fell to the ground, never closed his eyes, because he couldn't believe that he was not fatally injured, but he would not live anymore.

The revitalization of the magic gate?

What a fart to revitalize, the boss of the demon sect, the iconic soul figure, has turned his back on the water for 1 years.

From this slowly dying demon, the palace master can see a sense of sight of a hot word on the Internet in the 21st century-"There is nothing to love in life"!

……

From the beginning to the end, the Lord of Yunmeng did not make a move.

Ever since the sword slashed the Supreme Demon Venerable ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Palace Master no longer needed to do anything.

He has already passed on his confidence to the younger generation. The young Taoists who were frightened at first sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and attacked the demons around him who were trying to resist. Dao heart.

No matter which sect or faction, they are fighting against each other at this moment. Maybe they will still have disputes tomorrow, but today they are fighting side by side for a free ten continents and three islands where no one is casually treated as a tool.

Thinking about it, I'm still a little excited. Why study hard every day, isn't it so that one day I can defend my way with my own strength?

Jianxiu's sword and Faxiu's spell, Danxiu raised his alchemy furnace and began to smash people. Liu Xiuxiu let out a strange cry while slashing at Moxiu in front of him, making many of his own people think that the girl was killed by some demon. Cursed by sorcery, her junior sister has blocked countless doctors who tried to check her body.

"Senior Sister... Are you afraid of big snakes and small snakes?" Junior Sister Wen was helpless, Ying Long spread his wings, and with the howling wind on the tip of his wings, he swept up the team of demon disciples and threw them to pieces.

But the big black snake is no longer in place.

But busy fighting, no one just read gossip.

Above the clouds, Fu Yuanzhi was busy asking the Palace Mistress how well he was doing, but the Palace Mistress couldn't help knocking him on the head: "It's all right, it's nothing if I didn't do anything!"

It's just that the scene of Tiangongzhu's soul being torn into pieces made him shudder, and he was even overly nervous.

Knowing what the apprentice was thinking, the Palace Master comforted: "That was a long time ago, and it won't happen now."

——The 21st century has a very advanced ideological education!For example, training a younger brother to do things for him is much better than working hard in the previous life and finally dying of exhaustion.

At about the same time, Yujing City's Jinglei fleet arrived, and Yujing's father and son stood awkwardly at the bow of the boat, which was very strange no matter how they looked.

"Master Tiangong." Yu Jingzhou greeted him, "Yujing's guards are still cleaning up the remaining demon cultivators around the human capital, but the dragon veins are stable, and all sects and sects are also responding. The demons have long been unable to find any flowers. Come, just wait for the cleaning to be completed in a few days, and everything will be as usual."

However, the palace lord glanced at him, but was concerned about another question: "You... all solved it?"

Fingers dangling back and forth between the fake father and son, Yu Jingzhou's shoulders drooped, and the corners of his mouth were obviously down, obviously not yet.

A stubborn old weapon spirit who has been transformed into a spirit for thousands of years and firmly believes that he is just a knife cannot be solved in a day or two.

"So, you haven't fully taught Dao Ling... what you need to know." The palace lord smiled, "But don't worry, you are still young, and you still have a lot of future, wait for you to settle down, take your time." With a little education, this matter can’t be rushed.”

None of them need to stand upright immediately, because standing upright is a process, a process that takes time, and twenties are still young in the cultivation world.

The palace lord casually handed Zhanxue's body to Yu Jingzhou: "Take it, keep it for me."

Yu Jingzhou was extremely astonished, and Yu Jingzhu was even more in disbelief.

"Master, this is—"

"If you are just a sword spirit, the sword spirit has no right to interfere with the affairs of the Taoist." Yu Jingzhou instead had a domineering attitude. Looking at the corner of Jingzhou's raised mouth, he felt it.

The palace lord looked at him appreciatively: "Take good care of Zhanxue."

"Thank you, Palace Master!" Yu Jingzhou happily slipped away with the knife in his arms, and dragged away the shocked knife spirit.

Yuezhao Lianquanqin's Qin Ling secretly rejoiced that she did not lose her mind and adopt some strange species.

In the cabin, Bai Ying and Lu Qingshuang were hugging the pile of furry animals, gloating about their misfortune, and the sword demon who had been eaten by Daju once was kneeling at Ye Wangsha's feet in confusion, insisting that he was a disciple of Qiongshan. I broke the rules, but no matter what mistakes I made, I hope the sword master can forgive me. If I can't forgive, I just ask the sword master to kill me with a sword.

Being eaten by Chaos will not only draw out the magic energy, but also erase the memory after being enchanted?

"It's probably a demon." Fu Yuanzhi thought for a while, and said, "From Tao to demon, almost eight out of ten are involuntary. For this kind of upright swordsman, it is also very difficult for the demon to breed It's normal, the chaos purifies the demonic energy, let's swallow the demons together, and when that day is no longer an obsession in his heart, he will remember it."

But now looking at the weeping former Sword Demon, optimistically, he won't be able to remember it in 1000 years.

That's bloody enough.

The palace lord nodded, but seeing what Ye Wangsha meant, the Sword Demon was indeed from the Qiongshan Sword Sect, and now that the Demon Sect has created a great creation, it is not a bad idea to take this former disciple back to re-educate, after all, even when he was a demon, that Jianxiu also admired Ye Wangsha very much, and his character was frighteningly upright.

The only one who is unhappy is Xie Ran, but there is no way, Ye Wangsha has the final say now.

"Looks like there's nothing I need to do."

The palace lord leaned on the side of the boat and saw that the sky was starting to clear up.

The magic war on the ground is actually not over yet. The magic sect has been fighting for so long, and disputes of all sizes have occurred from time to time, but it is impossible to end it in threes, fives, and twos. However, this scene does not seem to require him to do anything now. , I can only hear countless regretful voices constantly questioning——

"Hey, what state is Master Yunmeng in the end, why doesn't he take action!"

"Yeah, I'm so curious..."

"Thousands of years have passed, and Master Yunmeng has never done anything again."

"No, Xie Ran's hair was shaved before!"

"Are you stupid, didn't you see them standing together? It must not be serious"

Ye Wangsha said in surprise: "Xie Ran, are you still bald?"

Venerable Xuelian grabbed his fluttering hair: "Wangsha, the folklore is unbelievable!"

The palace lord at the side looked at the palm of his hand—in fact, he himself was also curious, because he had traveled so long, and he hadn’t touched people much—but he didn’t intend to satisfy everyone’s curiosity, because the 21st century taught him A truth.

"Nuclear deterrence is called deterrence when it is not launched. If it is actually launched, it is called nuclear disaster." The palace owner said.

Just be a nuclear deterrent for yourself quietly, save worry and effort, and have a perfect shock effect wherever you go. If you walk around a harmonious society, you have neither the ambition to dominate the world nor the desire to be the leader of the right way. Laziness and choice of fear are just as many.

On the edge of the battlefield, the pavilion master of Nanlu Xiange was injured and fled, but Tian Yunwan, who was fighting with her, didn't seem to intend to chase after her.

The second princess of the previous dynasty stayed in the old era for too long, and she could no longer catch up with her brother, so she didn't plan to continue chasing her.

Tian Yunwan, as the last witness of the Tianyan Immortal Dynasty, slowly sat down with the support of the tree, and then quietly closed his eyes.

That era has long since ended. As an orphan from the previous dynasty, Tian Yun didn't make any waves until the end. Even the vast majority of people on the battlefield didn't know the name of this martyred female cultivator.

Maybe they'll erect a monument without writing for her after the war.

"Sect Leader—Golden Sect Leader!"

Jin Jingzhuo stared blankly at the situation that was out of control in an instant.

"The old dynasty will never come back. The past is gone forever." He said, "Let's... let's go. Let's change the name of the mountain city...don't call it Tianyan Mountain City."

Fu Yuanzhi happily hugged the Palace Master's waist: "Master, it's almost settled now, and I won't bother you to do the rest. So, my disciple will take you to see the night market in Yujing? The night market in Yujing But the most powerful Taoist night market in Shizhou and Sandao is not comparable to Changjiao Street in Chuxin Palace or Haicheng!"

"There's still one thing left unresolved."

The palace master patted the back of the apprentice's hand, and then grabbed it in the air——

A distraught Qiuxian fell on the bow of the boat.

"Brother..."

Qiu Xian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knelt on the ground and refused to get up.

"It's not uncommon for me to kneel and repent." The palace master thought, I'm not some guy called God, I'll forgive you if you repent, and the key question is... I really really don't know you!However, the Palace Master chose to keep this sentence in his heart. Now Qiu Xian looked like he would vomit blood and cry at any time. He didn't want the free labor force to be laid off because of psychological problems.

So he said, "I prefer to use practical actions to make up for mistakes."

"Senior brother! It's me who is impetuous and greedy, and my heart is lacking. Just give me your orders, and this disciple will accomplish anything!"

In fact, "Xuan Yuan Tong Wei Shu Jing" is not the true biography of the Taoist ancestor, Qiu Xian should have known it a long time ago, shouldn't he.

The palace master nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, you go back first, pull out the tree in Yundu Palace, and then recruit a group of new Taoist masters to fill in the vacant positions, and continue to lose weight for the Taoist master, oh, and the group of kunpeng also have to do it." To be honest, it’s a pity not to open the Daoist grand event for weight loss, so you should clean it up, why don’t you open it again, and then Tiangong has to recruit new apprentices, which is up to you, as well as Yujing City. Take a look at some official documents, and the trade routes with Shandu and Haicheng..."

"..."

Qiuxian knelt on the ground and listened in a daze.

"Don't remember?"

"...remember...remember—"

"It's over, it's nothing to do with you." The Palace Master grabbed Qiu Xian and threw it out again.

Manage Tiangong?

No no no, too tired, I was obviously tired in the previous life, so I don't care about it in this life!

"Master!"

Fu Yuanzhi happily hugged the Palace Master's waist again: "Master, everything is perfectly resolved, so there is only one last thing left?"

"Oh?" The palace lord teased him, "What?"

Fu Yuanzhi stamped his feet and replied, "Shuangxiu!"

click-

The master and the apprentice turned their heads in unison, and saw a flexible fat man, Zhiyue Shengjun himself, squatting on the bow of the thunder boat to collect big news.

"Hey Hey……"

The fat man laughed twice, his face turned pale with shock, and he ran away immediately.

"Yuanzhi!" The Palace Master said with a cold face, "Go and chase after Qiu Xian first, and tell him that there is a rule added to the Tiangong Palace—all teachers and students are prohibited from watching any content from the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Club!"

"Yes!"

【Finish】