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

The brilliance of Yundu Palace lagged for a moment, and then over the entire Yunze River, flying clouds frightened the flying birds, and the cloud lines spreading to the sky seemed to pierce the sky. In the clip, all the disciples raised their heads and exclaimed for thousands of years. Even Tiangong's own Taoist, many people were so surprised that they forgot to say anything.

Qiuxian and Xue Yu stood among the flowers and plants of Xianyun Peak, the whole Yunze River was changing, and the sky seemed to be centered on this palace floating in the air, and the clouds and clouds seemed to flow from here, maybe a push When you enter the door, you will see a spinning loom under the empty dome, and white clouds fly out from it, covering the entire sky of Shizhou and Sandao.

However, Qiu Xian flicked his sleeves lightly, and all the phantoms disappeared at the extreme. He suddenly appeared on the highest cloud platform amidst the surprised voices of the audience.

So the sigh of regret stopped, and with expectant eyes, Qiuxian calmly raised his hands and said to the vast Yunze River:

"Seeing this wonderful scene is my generation's luck."

All the sects watching the ceremony gave polite applause, only Yunmeng Chuxingong was rejoicing.

——The cloud is our master!That glorious and auspicious place is our Yundu Palace!

"Yunmeng has been around for thousands of years, and it is Yunmeng's fortune to be able to discuss the Tao with you here today."

As Qiu Xian said, the teachers from various schools bowed their hands and returned the salute one after another, and the whole scene was full of enthusiasm.

Only Yundu Palace, who was so brilliant just now, knows whether he is honored or not.

Cultivation is like going upstream, and sometimes it’s like carrying wine on a leaky boat, so the broken boat of the Lord of Yunmeng has ferryed too many people for thousands of years, and now the last board is left, and it is about to be swept away by the torrent and eliminated by the times up.

It wasn't the palace lord who stopped the convulsions of Yundu Palace's palace spirit, but Qiu Xian.

If after 1000 years, Qiuxian still can't get a single iota of access to Yundu Palace, then he is probably a fake Master Yunmeng Junior Brother.The Yundu Gonggong Ling, who cared about his petty temper, was quickly suppressed, and the spirit of the spirit that did not get the support of the owner of the spirit weapon could not escape the restrictions of the artifact after all;

So the Palace Master didn't have any fluctuations. He stood on the top of the mountain, swept his spiritual sense, and saw that Xue Yu had arrived at the viewing platform, refined and humble, talking with several Taoist rookies.

"You are more angry than me. The emperor is not in a hurry. You little eunuch is about to explode." He said.

[No...Master, I beg you, master, you should be angry, you should be angry! 】Gong Ling replied, as if she was about to cry.

The palace lady flew back against the wind, and her fluffy hair was a little damp from the cloud that the palace spirit convulsed just now. She squatted on the palace lord's shoulder, fluttered her wings and combed her feathers, and suddenly found that the tips of her wings were growing out. There was a hard stubble.

shocked.

"That's your flying feather. You can't always be fat with fluff, can you?" The Palace Mistress squeezed her wings, "You're about to grow up."

[In the beginning, the elders were no longer satisfied with the status quo. They wanted to be the leader of the Taoist sect, they wanted to respond to everyone, and they wanted... You were so angry at the beginning, we advise you not to get mad at yourself, don't get angry, but... But that year you suddenly didn't want to be angry anymore, and then you were gone. 】

The water system of Yunzechuan soaked his spiritual power, so the whole Yunzechuan was crying for that matter, Changge.

The body dies and the road disappears.

Lord Yujing's hand on the viewing platform trembled, and he lifted it up and put it on the handle of the knife. For a short moment, he heard the sound of the knife, which was as short as he was in a trance before waking up.

But after a Taoist enters the Tao, he no longer dreams easily.

That year he saw very clearly that there was an old pine tree on Yueqi Peak. It was not very beautiful, but it was very old. The students watered, fertilized, and caught pine caterpillars on the pine tree, but they never cared what shape the tree should have.

The Lord of Yunmeng dislikes the theory that "trees are not straight if they are not slender", because he said that the tree itself may not want to grow straight, and all trees are straight, so the world of trees is too boring .

There are tens of thousands of avenues in the world, and he hopes that everyone can pursue their own way, and the way of Lord Yunmeng is this heavenly palace.

He wanted to see the mountains covered with exotic flowers and weeds, the trees lush but different, each branch dripping with fresh dew, the birds singing, and the flowers blooming in abundance.But one day, he found that the tree may not want such a life.

A tree is neither straight nor free.

They said, "I want the world."

"Lord."

Master Yujing withdrew his thoughts, and his deputy came to his ear and reported softly: "My lord, everyone is already in place."

"The Ten Thousand Years Celebration, it's a good time." Yu Jingzhu said.

"Then when do you think it's appropriate?"

"I think there should be someone who is more anxious than us." Yu Jingzhu looked at the jubilant crowd below with little interest, "But if they are all calm, then you can pick... Well, just pick the time when everyone is happiest and start gone."

"Yes."

……

The inner room, which was originally considered comfortable and luxurious, is now full of mess. Fu Yuanzhi rolls on the ground indistinctly, kicking several exquisite ornaments of Xue Yu to pieces.

The blood flowing in the blood vessels is no longer blood, it may be a knife, scraping back and forth, the bones will be scraped off a layer, but Fu Yuanzhi still has the strength to stretch his head to look at himself in the mirror——

It's okay, the mouth is not crooked, the eyes are not slanted, and it is a bit pitiful to look at it with tears, and it is ready to accept the inspection of the master at any time.Every time Master came to see him recently, he was obedient and cute, and the degree of injury was just enough to cause concern and not heartache, so Fu Yuanzhi praised himself countless times in his mind.

Therefore, he was very glad that Master did not come to check this time.

There is a kind of venom in the stomach of the ghost mother Yinworm's mother emperor, Fu Yuanzhi understands it very well, he got a lot of words from the previous suzerain of the whole Mystic Blood Sect, if I knew today, after eating the Supreme Demon Venerable, that suzerain also died. Swallowed Sessai's teeth and stitched it up.

loss.

The afterimage of Yu Jingzhu had just been refined after being eaten by him. If there is a chance to meditate quietly and comprehend, relying on the mental method taught by the master, it is easy to break through a big realm.

But now, the pure spiritual power and the evil and dark devilish energy of the ghost mother Yin Chong are fighting against heaven and man. When he raised his eyes, he sometimes saw the bright brilliance of the Big Dipper morning, and sometimes was covered by the dark shadow of the dark star.

There was another knock at the door, and there were two figures standing at the door, and there might be more than two. Fu Yuanzhi's vision was blurred. If he tried to look over, he could only recognize the person in front of him. A Dharma cultivator, Yunmeng came to the door with four elders, she was one of the four elders, and she was very old when she became a Taoist. She once had a son with a mortal husband. Fengtou, the formation master, taught the basic principles of formation to Chuxin Palace - this was once a famous inspirational story of Shizhou Sandao.

A village woman with a child can cultivate great power, but you are still young, why not?

"It's done, you can rest assured."

"Gu Lan, you are too polite..."

Fu Yuanzhi could vaguely hear someone behind them, who might not be a young man anymore, his voice was steady but low, and his conversation was full of everyone's atmosphere - Fu Yuanzhi was soured by this sour smell in Fu's house, of course It smelled.

They didn't come in, they talked at the door, and then two disciples walked in, dragging Fu Yuanzhi.

Passing by each other when going out, Fu Yuanzhi couldn't concentrate on observing because of the severe pain in his body, but he could recognize the pattern embroidered on the corner of that person's clothes without thinking. His former roommate even had this pattern on his underwear ——

The family crest of the Le family in Qingjiang Mountain, Lanzhou.

The two disciples who dragged him were obviously not very gentle, so his consciousness quickly drifted far away. When he floated back again, even though Fu Yuanzhi claimed to be well-informed, he still cursed at the spy The most popular swear words of the year just selected:

"I'll explode your brain!"

——He was imprisoned in a place that the disciples of the Chuxin Palace had only heard of——the Temple of Demon Suppression.

Fu Yuanzhi felt that this could definitely make a splash with Lehenxing. Not only did he become Master Yunmeng's apprentice, but he was also locked up in the Temple of Demon Suppression!

If Lehenxing is still alive.

The vulgar name of Zhenmo Temple, everyone knows that it is used to imprison the devil, but Fu Yuanzhi doesn't think that he has eaten such old cases as Supreme Demon Venerable, and Tiangong will find out, after all, the Fu family has no any wind.

A little bit of anger welled up - all I suffered was because they wanted to deal with my master.

Fu Yuanzhi was also surprised that he was only a little bit angry. Maybe, when he first found out that Master had been imprisoned for a thousand years, he was already angry to the limit.

The prison in the Temple of Suppressing Demons is not an ordinary room, the darkroom of the Law Enforcement Hall is just poorly lit, but when the master is there, it is simply a paradise on earth;

In the Heart Lock Prison of the Town Demon Temple, 72 talismans are cast on the bones of monsters, and the monsters are dragons that died in the North Sea thousands of years ago. The soul talisman, using it as the backbone of the house, can lock the soul and body of the Taoist inside the building.

In Fu Yuanzhi's opinion, the rest of the design is more artistic. What kind of cold jade made a chain and hung it around the neck, and made a table to float in the water. As soon as it touched the skin, it was so cold that the soul would freeze.

Fu Yuanzhi sat cross-legged, feeling the pain in his heart, but he had personally removed the demonic energy in his soul, dismantled and washed the meridians one by one, it hurts, but the pain will increase the tolerance.

He took out the snacks that he secretly hid in his clothes before being dragged away. Fu Yuanzhi had already entered the way of magic. When others used magic energy to seduce him, he would easily feel hungry.

soul hunger.

I can't wait to really grow fangs and eat those clowns alive.

But no, I still have Master... I am not possessed.

Fu Yuanzhi stuffed the pastry back into his clothes again, a black mist floated in front of him for a while, and no door was opened, and there was an old man in the whole cell, with a kind face, a long beard and long eyebrows, soft and soft. , and then coiled with the long hair on the back of the head——

The Great Elder of Yunmengtian Palace claims to be a demon cultivator, but no one knows his real identity. He said he is a banyan tree today, but he will change his name to a mandrill tomorrow in class. An unpopular fish, but he is indeed old, well-informed, kind and solemn. He asked the students to call him Variety Monster, and the students called him Grandpa Monster.

So Fu Yuanzhi discovered that he was really the ever-changing demon.

Hundreds of changes, thousands of faces.

"Baby." Baibian Yao's voice was also very kind, and he waved his hand with a smile, "You recognize me?"

Fu Yuanzhi didn't answer - his upper and lower teeth were still chattering.

"Oh, what a baby, tough and tempered." The Variety Demon gave a thumbs up, a black robe wrapped around the old man's skinny body, he leaned on a cane, seemed to be moving slowly, pacing slowly, with hands in his hands He was also holding a walking stick with a doll's head on top of it, which looked like a toy that students would buy for spoofing.

Fu Yuanzhi sneered, but because of the pain, Baibian Yao might not have noticed that he was sneering.

"Oh, my old man doesn't like to watch this." The old man shook his head and smacked his lips constantly. "It's not friendly at all."

"...I... am not a devil."

"I know I know, good boy, don't be nervous." The old man comforted him kindly, "One of my disciples told me the other day that Fairy Yan called you to go on a mission together, this, this..."

Like an ordinary old man, he seemed to be annoyed by his forgetfulness, and then he suddenly realized: "Oh yes, he saw you and communicated with the earth veins. Child, in addition to sensing the spiritual power of the earth veins, the man on Yueqi Peak also taught you What?"

That's it, that's it.

Enduring the severe pain from his soul, Fu Yuanzhi opened his mouth, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, but his hoarse but hearty laughter echoed throughout the cell.

He laughed, and the Variety Demon watched.

"Child, it seems that you really know something." Baibian Yao sighed and sat by the water, well-dressed, while Fu Yuanzhi was disheveled, and his whole body was soaked in the Styx water.

"You, also want... that mind method?"

Baibianyao's expression was still smiling, but Fu Yuanzhi saw his hair curled up, and he spoke in a low voice, just like a grandfather telling a bedtime story to his grandson, he said:

"That's the true biography of the Taoist ancestor, wow boy, the primordial world was just opened, the heaven and the earth were vast, and all things in the world were unclear. Inspire the spiritual power of heaven and earth..."

He talked about the great achievements of the ancestors in ancient times, Fu Yuanzhi listened, and felt that the old man seemed to have experienced it himself.

However, Fu Yuanzhi thought of the few words that the master wrote casually in his mind:

"Basic introduction to the experience summary of introducing spirits into the body, I was bored to organize it, but I insisted on finishing it."

"Think of a source that sounds better!"

"In this day and age, children are fine, but they lack confidence. They need to be encouraged."

If it weren't for the pain in his body, Fu Yuanzhi might laugh at himself.