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Apart from Xuanyuan Sword Palace and Feiyun Sect, the news that Qinghuadao held a game conference in Yanjing hardly attracted the attention of Kunyuan fairy sects.

After all, in the absence of direct communication with the fairy world, once the rumors about the son of Ying Jie broke out, it would inevitably cause panic in the Kunyuan world and even the [-] monks of the heavens.

The demon altar in their Kunyuan Realm was broken, that's right, the other heavenly realms that have encountered demon disasters and demon tides are still fighting.Once it is heard that the son of Ying Jie is suspected to have been born, without the leadership of the Seven Sages and Second Patriarch, everyone will be leaderless, and the chaos of the [-] heavens will probably be even more terrifying than it is now.

However, don't spread this news with other heavens at all. If the son of Yingjie suddenly appeared, wouldn't it harm others again?

The little monks at the bottom don't need to know that all the feather guest immortals in the mortal world still have to prepare for this early.

Therefore, apart from inviting Shuangshuangwu Shuangshuang, the Fengfengdao Jindan cultivator who lives in Tuyun Valley in seclusion, to Yanjing to reconfirm the situation of those so-called "spiritual demons", there is also a piece of news, please Lingli Jun screen distance.

Lingli Junpingyu belongs to the lineage of Yueling Taishang Xianjun. Although his ancestors have been casual cultivators for generations and have never been passed down in a single lineage, as long as they are Fangcun Taoist monks, they cannot escape being involved with the Observatory.

The observatory is located in the void, and only Fangcun Taoist monks in the Nascent Soul Realm, or under the leadership of Fangcun Taoist monks in the Nascent Soul Realm, can enter.

Occasionally, people from the observatory will come to the Thirty Thousand Heavens, but they claim to be just spectators. Apart from helping to build the Hongyan Golden Bell, a platform for the Thirty Thousand Heavens to communicate with each other, they rarely interfere with the affairs of other heavens. .

The last time the observatory took part was the catastrophe more than 1000 years ago. It is said that the Son of Yingjie who had been formed more than 1000 years ago fell. In addition to the Seven Sages personally taking action, the observatory also contributed.

What's more, it is believed that the observatory hangs alone in the thirty thousand heavens, and there may be an eighth sage outside the seven sages hidden in it, so it has a special status.

Because of this, if you want to unobtrusively convey the news of the suspected son of Yingjie to other immortals in the heavens, the best way is to ask the Observatory to contact you.

And to contact the observatory, of course, Mr. Lingli, who cultivated Fangcundao, had to be called in.

For such a big event, even if Mr. Lingli wanted to find his newly-acquainted Junior Brother Xia to play with after hearing about the game conference, but he still had to go to the Star Observatory first because of the priorities.

... Anyway, at his speed, it won't take long.

Ping Yuan originally thought so, first jumped from Kunyuan to the void, and then looked down after jumping to the void.

The heavens floated in the void one by one. From his perspective, they were as insignificant as tiny water droplets scattered in the wind.

But these heavenly realms, which are as small as droplets, do not know where to go like droplets, but are driven by invisible forces and run on the same invisible track.

The orbit is round, but not perfectly round, and these droplets will also drag each other when they get close, but the orbit is determined by one of the seven saints, and when the traction between the two heavens becomes stronger, there will be more The powerful force brought all the heavens back to their original orbits.

For thousands of years, this set of rules has never gone wrong.

However, seeing these celestial worlds like droplets, Ping Yuan somehow remembered the world in "Ink and Wash War Chess".

I don't know where Junior Brother Xia got his whimsical idea. The so-called Xinming empire in the game is dozens of times larger than the Kunyuan realm in terms of territory alone.

The protagonist in the game, in order to save Qingmei Ake, ran to all directions, embarked on the road of detecting the weakness of the ancient demon god, and killing the ancient demon god.In order to obtain an ancient book that records the deeds of the ancient demon gods, the owner of the ancient book, a painter determined to draw the most accurate map, took a painted beast, flew into the air, and turned around in a circle.

So I was still fascinated by the vastness of the Xinming Empire, and found that outside of Xinming, there is a grassland outside the Great Wall, and the South China Sea Islands below. There are countless countries.

Some of these countries are ridiculously small with only one city, while some are no smaller than the Xinming Empire and have tens of millions of people, which is hard for Ping Yuan to understand.

A beast painting doctor like the protagonist only masters various techniques to make the things in the painting appear and control the summoned things.They can hunt demons and gods with such animal painting techniques, but they cannot maintain mountains and rivers like Xiaoyao Dao monks, and they cannot adjust water and soil seasons like Shennong Dao monks so that the barren soil in the heavens can grow crops. Fang Cun Dao covers thousands of miles, not to mention turning his body into a scorching sun like the Great Sun Dao under the Mo Sheng sect, shining all over the [-] heavens.

But there is no Xiaoyao Dao to maintain the mountains and forests. The mountains and forests in this game have never been destroyed into sand in a few decades like in the heavens.

Without Xiaoyao Dao and Shennong Dao to change the soil, it is very common for farmers to plant seeds and harvest food in the game.

The sun hanging in the sky turned into a mass of pitch black during the day, but that was because something blocked the sunlight, and there was something wrong with the non-mo sage.

There is no need for monks, and even demon gods cannot destroy everything. The world in the game will naturally continue.

Ping Yuan felt the "Tao".

It is completely different from the Way of the Seven Saints, but a more... more comfortable "Tao".

"But anyway, it's just a game."

In the void, Ping Yuan lowered his eyes in deep thought, and his thin face, which was always not serious, showed a bit of heaviness here.

"It should be just an illusion... A saint is not a realm that can be achieved through practice. It can't be said that Junior Brother Xia can become the eighth saint... the ninth saint?"

The joke even froze himself.Ping Yuan shook his head, instead of looking down at the Thirty Thousand Heavens, he looked up.

Looking up, it is a huge "circle"

A gigantic circle, shimmering on one side.In terms of area, it is even larger than the sum of the [-] heavens below, and the holy palace of the Seven Saints and the Second Patriarch is located outside the huge circle of light.

The edges of the nine holy palaces are connected to each other, which happens to be in a ring shape, with the light ring in it.

Outside the ring, there are still a steady stream of monsters, demons, demons and gods charging towards the nine holy palaces, just like thousands of years ago, without any change.

"It really hasn't changed," Ping Yu squinted his eyes, recalling the scene he saw when he entered the void for the first time, and said to himself strangely, "Why can't I suddenly connect to the immortals and true emperors in the fairy world?"

But if it is impossible to contact at all, those magic altars that can only be performed with the help of the power of immortals, true emperors, and even saints have never failed in this period of time.

However, this kind of problem that everyone in the [-] heavens is worrying about, Ping Yuan doesn't think that he, who is not even a fairy, can easily solve it.He didn't delve into it, and looked down.

Between the [-] heavens and the fairy world, there is also a fairy palace suspended.

This fairy palace is just below the circle of light, facing the center of the circle of light.

Ping Tiao dared to be so sure, not because he had a good sense of space as a monk of Fang Cun Dao, but because there was a dotted path of light, jetting out from the center of the light circle, a straight line, just falling into this fairy palace.

This fairy palace is the observatory.

When you find your target, you have a flash of thought.

The next moment, he disappeared from where he was, without a trace.

***

Kunyuan, Feiyunjiao, and Tuyun Valley.

A group of Feiyunjiao disciples packed their luggage and prepared to go to Yanjing.

However, they agreed to come back from the observatory soon, and wanted to go with them all the way from Junping, but they never came back.

"What happened?" Lin Yue dissatisfied, "Could it be that the bastard was seduced by some vixen on the way?"

Her tone was slightly angry, as if she was going to get angry, but Mr. Lingli's new toy was still here, and the disciple Feiyun who was still playing with it hurriedly spoke well for Ping Yu.

Lin Yue's face turned pale.

She was really angry at first, but because Ping Yuan was her friend and she was the senior sister who led the team, she had to be angry when Ping Yuan was late.

If she wasn't angry, the junior sisters would be even more angry at Ping Yuan.

"No matter what, that bastard is still a square inch. Even if he is late, he should only be late for a while."

Lin Yue murmured, and waited for three more cups of tea with everyone, which was just a moment.

According to Azure Star's calculation, half an hour has passed.

Going to say goodbye to Master Linyue, Shuangshuang Wu suddenly appeared, walking in the sea of ​​flowers, her figure was as beautiful as a dancing dance.

It was clear that she was still looking at the screen projected by the game helmet just now, but the eyes of the disciples of Feiyun Sect were involuntarily drawn to her.

"I can't wait any longer," Shuangshuang Wu said without intentionally attracting others' attention, "Xiao Linyue, let's go straight away. If Mr. Lingli comes back, I know how to get to Yanjing."

Lin Yue frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Compared with Yanjing, Lin Yue is now more concerned about Ping Yuan's safety.

But she is the senior sister of Feiyun Sect, she has her own responsibilities, no matter how worried she is, she controls her expression with a slight frown, and she doesn't show the slightest bit. Such as Baiyun's flying magic weapon.

This huge cloud tea flower slowly flew up, merged into the white clouds in the sky, and flew towards Yanjing.

They spent most of the day, and in the early morning of the next day, they were about to arrive in Yanjing.

Seeing that they were about to arrive, a group of Feiyun Sect disciples stopped meditating, opened their eyes, and began to discuss.

"I heard that the entire Yanjing was almost razed to the ground in the previous battle against the Seed Demon Altar, which is terrible."

"Fortunately, I am not a mortal, nor are my parents..."

"Speaking of mortals, it was okay a few hundred years ago, but there are really too few monks who are completely mortals today."

"Hundreds of years ago, there were many monks of mortal origin???"

"Uh... I can't say much, but it's not as rare as it is now. After all, there are only one or two mortals who can't develop meridians in their bodies at all. Although other mortals don't have meridians passed down from their ancestors, But if they are given exercises and spirit cultivation pills, it is not impossible for them to practice slowly, open up meridians, refine Qi and build a foundation."

"Hey—I thought there was a big difference between mortals and us!"

"Sages are very different from us. After all, most mortals can't practice because they don't have so many spirit beads."

"Yes, junior sister, each of the heavens can only produce so many spirit beads, and can only support so many monks."

"In the past, when mortals were looking for immortals, as long as their hearts were strong enough, the immortal sects would not deny them opportunities. But now there are more and more monks, and there are also many children of monks. How can there be so many spirit beads for mortals?"

At first, he lamented that he was not a mortal, nor were his parents and grandparents. A young disciple of Feiyun Sect, hearing this for the first time, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

She thought for a moment, and wanted to ask, but her senior sisters had already talked about another topic.

"Qinghua Road took over Yanjing's rebuilding, and I don't know how it is doing."

"It hasn't even passed ten days. Unless Lord Zhuoqing takes action himself, Yanjing must be rebuilding very slowly."

"Everyone pay attention later, don't be bumped by mortals."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we just came to see you..."

Yanjing was already in front of him, Lin Yue escorted his juniors to guard all the way, now he could only talk while yawning.

As she spoke, she casually looked down.

Lin Yue: "...?!"

The remaining half of Fei Yunjiao's senior sister's words disappeared, and she stood there with her mouth open, in shock.

She called out after a few breaths, stuttering:

"Holy Venerable, Holy Venerable Infinite, that, that, that, what is that???"