Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

The ancestor Du'er of the Lingzong was successfully promoted to the God of Transformation, and the Fairy Gate Grand Competition was changed to a banquet to celebrate his God of Transformation.

In the main hall of Lingzong's Tai Chi Hall, the seats were laid out in order like scales, and the leaders of the various sects lined up according to their status.

Feng Qieyin sat on the seat behind the head of the Sword Sect, his eyes coldly swept across the flattering faces opposite him.

It was already the second day when everyone came to the Lingzong. Yesterday they stood on the cloud boat and watched all day long, until the nine thunderstorms were struck, and the bells in the Lingzong rang to celebrate the ancestor's transformation into a god. Then, there was the news that the Immortal Gate Grand Competition had been canceled and replaced with a banquet celebrating the incarnation of Patriarch Du'er.

The Immortal Sect Grand Competition was established ten thousand years ago. Each sect and sect sent out the best disciples of a certain realm in the sect to compete, and the results of the disciples' contests were used as the sect's ranking.

This competition is divided into three times, with an interval of five years, and finally the comprehensive ranking of these three times is taken.

In the past, such a grand event, even the Yinling Immortal Sect, the largest sect in the world of cultivating immortals, would not have the right to cancel it at will.But now it’s different, the Spirit Sect has the only Huashen venerable in this cultivation world, not to mention that it’s just canceling this time, even if all future competitions are cancelled, no one dares to say "No!" "Character.

Feng Qiyin said to Pei Yu who was sitting on the left: "How about that?"

Pei Yu said via voice transmission: "It should not be possible. As early as the day before yesterday, Master led a group of leaders from other sects and came to the Lingzong with photo beads to ask for accountability. Everyone asked the Lingzong to give an explanation. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the news that the ancestor Du'er had cultivated into a god, and the next day would usher in a catastrophe. As soon as this happened, the leaders of the various factions immediately transferred They said that they were all coerced by the master, but in fact they didn’t mean to ask the Lingzong to be held accountable. Some sect masters are not so thick-skinned, but they kept silent, and they dared not offend the Lingzong who now has an incarnate venerable.”

Even in the sound transmission, Pei Yu sighed helplessly: "It's just that the sword sect is not as powerful as others. If our sect can also have a Huashen venerable, then the situation will definitely not be like this."

Seeing the wind and groaning in silence, Pei Yu comforted him: "Junior Brother Feng, don't need to be depressed, with your aptitude, it will be a matter of time before you become a deity, and then you will be able to pay for your revenge for destroying your family and the blood debts of the people of the Ming Kingdom. "

Feng Qiyin said that he not only wanted to ask for an explanation, but then he sent a voice transmission: "I received a reply letter from Jiyuan Demon Venerable yesterday, saying that he has persuaded the elders in the clan that if our sect can unite with other sects to crusade against the Lingzong , he will be able to lead a hundred thousand demon soldiers to help."

Pei Yu didn't know about the relationship between Jiyuan Mozun and Feng Wu, and said in surprise: "Junior Brother Feng, when did you get in touch with Jiyuan? They are demons, how can you believe them? Besides, the Lingzong has killed countless mortals. How could they be willing to take the risk of being exterminated to crusade against the Spirit Sect if they had died tragically and turned into evil things, but they did not harm the interests of other sects?"

Feng Qie said: "The purpose of refining that evil thing in the Lingzong is definitely not simple, brother, do you believe it or not? If I can find evidence, it will definitely subvert the entire Lingzong."

Pei Yu paused, and said: "Evidence is not so easy to find. Although you can still use the light-returning mirror, how can you come and go in and out of this secret place of the Lingzong?"

Feng Qieyin was silent for a moment, and said: "There will always be a way."

The celebration banquet lasted for a whole day, during which Feng Qieyin sat quietly behind the head of Jianzong, but he always felt a gaze falling on him, he did not raise his head to look for it, but Keeping his head down slightly, he waited for the sight that was peeping at him to leave, then he secretly poured his spiritual power into the light-returning mirror, sinking his consciousness into the mirror, and browsed what happened in the Lingzong these years.

The Tai Chi Hall was just a place where the elders of the same sect headed by the Spirit Sect used to discuss matters. Feng Qiyin never expected to see many useful things here, but he did not expect that when he turned back the past time year by year, he would see it several times. Heard his own name, and eight out of ten times was discussing plans to kill him.

Feng Qiyin has stayed in Jianzong these years and rarely goes out, but once he goes out alone, he will definitely meet an assassin from the Lingzong. Those few times of narrow escapes made him more and more suspicious. What is the reason why such a behemoth as Lingzong must be put to death?If it hadn't been for him not having ever left Jianzong's jurisdiction for half a step except going out with the head, Feng Qiyin suspected that the head of the Lingzong would even personally fight to get rid of him.

He couldn't wait to go back all the way through the time in the mirror, and finally found the answer he wanted...

25 years ago, Lingzong, Taiji Hall.

A Lingzong disciple in a Taoist robe with blue patterns on a white background, holding a tray covered with a black cloth in his hand, stepped up ninety-nine and eighty-one steps and entered the Tai Chi Hall.

Feng Qiyin recognized that disciple as Wen Ze, the previous chief disciple of Lingzong who formed alchemy five years ago.

The head of the Lingzong sat in the first seat, looking at the tray with fiery eyes. He raised his hand and lifted the black cloth on the tray, revealing the cracked tortoise shell underneath.

However, the moment he saw the divination clearly, the eagerness on the face of the head of the Lingzong froze instantly. He even squinted his eyes and looked again and again, and suddenly overturned the tray in Wen Ze's hand.

Wen Ze was startled, and immediately knelt down, the turtle shell on the tray fell out, rolled twice on the ground and rolled to his feet.

The head of the Lingzong had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "It is a joke that I am leading the Immortal Sect, the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and will be wiped out by a mere Feng family!"

Wen Ze didn't seem to understand the hexagrams displayed on the tortoise shell. He was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "The master calms down, maybe it's a miscalculation..."

The head of the Lingzong interrupted him, "Do you think the hexagram calculated by the ancestor himself is wrong?"

Wen Ze lowered his head and said, "Disciple dare not."

The head of the Lingzong stared at the tortoise shell rolling at the disciple's feet, his eyes were dark, he paused, and asked, "What orders does the ancestor have?"

Wen Ze respectfully said: "The ancestor said, no matter what is shown in the hexagram, don't pay attention to it."

"Ignore it? Are you waiting for the son of the Feng family to kill me and destroy my Lingzong's ten thousand-year foundation?" The head of the Lingzong paced back and forth, "The Feng family has already fallen, how could it be? Could it be? Can there be another genius who can aspire to the top of the tribulation?" He stopped suddenly, and said fiercely: "It's just a declining family of cultivators. If you can't find which one is from the Feng family, they will all be wiped out! Whether it is the cultivation world The one that is in the world, or the one that is living in the Dao Mortal Realm..."

It turned out to be so!Their Feng family was destroyed because of such a ridiculous divination!

Feng Qiyin stared at the image in the mirror, and suddenly clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves...

When the leaders of various sects gathered in the Tai Chi Hall, Ji Heng, a "casual cultivator" who did not belong to any sect, did not join in the fun, but wandered casually in the Lingzong.

Ah Bao, who had been sharing the perspective with him, sighed a few times, [It really deserves to be the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals, with a luxurious style!Even the paving stones are more beautiful than Jianzong's. 】

Ji Heng nodded.

A Bao said: "Where is the wind singing?"You don't stare at him. 】

Ji Heng said: [I put a nano-camera on his shoulder, and his every move can be transmitted to me. There is nothing unusual so far. 】

A Bao: 【That's good.I always feel that the day when we go home is not far away. 】

Ji Heng: [reason? 】

A Bao: [I feel that I am going to leave this body recently.The original owner of this body died on the way to Jianzong. After I entered, I took the place of the soul that had escaped from this body, and directed this body to eat and move every day, and it grew up slowly.I used to think that this body was inseparable from my connection, but now I often move slowly, and when I sleep, I still feel that I am half floating out like a human soul. I feel that I will soon be able to leave this body. When the time comes, I can enter your body and help you catch the virus together, and then we should be able to go back. 】

Ji Heng paused, and said: [Can you find a way to stay in that body longer. 】

Abao was very puzzled: [Why? 】

Ji Heng paused for five seconds, but decided to tell the truth: [I think I'm a bit strange recently. 】

A Bao: [What's strange? 】

Ji Heng: [I just saw Feng Qiyin's body, and then the data was a bit disordered. 】

If Ah Bao is a human being, he feels that his heart must be pounding now, [When did it start? 】

Ji Heng: [Ten days ago, I helped Feng Qieyin heal his wounds.He said a word, and then there was this situation.Just wait until Feng Qiyin puts on his clothes. 】

Ah Bao felt the heart of his human body start to thump, and he pretended to be calm and asked: [What did he say? 】

Ji Heng: [I don't know.I checked the records and it was deleted by me at the time. 】

Ah Bao was about to go crazy, [Didn't I tell you not to delete data casually?Why did you delete it? 】

Ji Heng: [I don’t remember.I also deleted the reason for deleting the record. 】

A Bao said helplessly: [You won't fall in love with humans like the movies and TV dramas say, right? 】

Ji Heng denied: [It may be the impact of the virus.The next time a virus shows up, I will definitely catch it. 】

Ah Bao felt his human heart skip a beat again, Ah Heng never made such a decision like a human being swears.He suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision for him to let Ah Heng approach that human being.However, he didn't have a chance to speak out, because a Lingzong disciple walked over to meet Ji Heng.

The visitor was dressed in a white background and blue-patterned Lingzong disciple's uniform, with a palm-sized jade gourd hanging from his waist. His face was immature, but his expression was quite arrogant. He glanced at Ji Heng, but he couldn't see his black clothes Which sect's attire is it, so I asked directly, "Which sect are you a disciple?"

Ji Heng said truthfully: "Scattered cultivators have no school or sect."

Hearing this, the young man was overjoyed, but quickly restrained his true emotions. He held his head up, pretending to be arrogant, but kept his eyes on Ji Heng, and said: "My son is destined to be with you, so you will Follow me as a follower!"

Ji Heng: ...

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