The deep underground sea is shrouded in a pale green light, a source of light from the endless glowing flora and fauna of the underground sea, where there is no sunlight or bright moon, but an endless supply of underground hot springs throughout the year.

Underground hot springs provide the heat and energy for the animals and plants in the subterranean sea, and many plants and animals light up this dark world with their own light sources.

In the center of the underground sea, there is a vast island, and there are nine garden buildings built on the island, which may be because of some feelings, or maybe they are arranged in a formation, strictly according to the shape of the Big Dipper.

In the most central palace, a piece of gold is splendid, full of luxury.

The floor paved with white stone in the sea, the tall pillars that exude the scent of sandalwood transported from the deep mountains and old forests outside, the dragons and phoenixes on the roof, and the walls are full of crystal containers, which are filled with seawater and illuminated animals and plants salvaged from the sea, which emit blue light, illuminating this Tianquan Hall like a dream.

Fu Yun sat calmly on one of the purple-red Taishi chairs, staring straight at a crystal lamp on the wall.

Translucent small fish and shrimp that glow green surround plants that also glow green, spitting bubbles and wagging their tails lazily.

They can't do anything but swim in this crystal cage, the vast warm ocean is far away from them, and that's the rest of their lives.

Fu Yunping felt very similar to these small fish and shrimp more than once.

He and they are both prisoners in this beautiful cage, both can emit light and heat, but they both live a life that does not belong to them and is hated by them.

At the same time, he firmly believes that he is not the same as these small fish and shrimp.

They will never escape from this crystal cage unless they die, but he is different, he has a bright future and a bright future!

He stood up and walked forward.

At the top of the hall is a red spirit

The wide dragon chair made by Mu Jin, there is a place of different color in the lower right corner of the dragon chair, which was the part that was cut off by the thieves with the sun knife when he escaped from the temple, and was later repaired by them.

Fu Yunping stood here, as if he saw the heroic and ambitious man back then.

It was also because of him that the lower right corner of the dragon chair was not restored, and he said: "This can remind me that I will not forget the humiliation of fleeing with my father in embarrassment!"

However, time has passed, and the ambitious man is no longer alive.

In the tragic battle in the immortal ruins, they were surrounded by enemies several times their size, and it was he who led them all the way out, encountered no less than ten ambushes, and came here.

But he was also seriously injured, and the root injury was fundamental, and after a few decades, he left a pair of bloodlines behind, and his soul returned to the Nine Shadows.

He remembered that when the Lord entrusted the two children with him, just like Liu Bei entrusted Gu Zhuge Kongming, "If the heir can be supplemented, he can be supplemented, and if he is not talented, you can take it yourself." ”

Fu Yunping has never had the idea of taking it for himself, he just wants to raise the young master and raise him, from this corner of the land, kill back to the ancestral land, take back what should be taken back, and put those who should be killed to death.

Leng Jian also lived up to his high expectations, and gradually grew up to become a talent, except for being young and frivolous, and his temperament was a little extreme, all other aspects, Wen Taowu strategy, and power and strategy are all the best choices.

"Lord, you can rest in peace, the young master is majestic and strategic, and he will definitely be able to return to his ancestral land in the future and move this dragon chair back to its original location. ”

Fu Yunping looked at the dragon chair, as if he saw the old master sitting on it, smiling kindly at himself, with a warm smile on his face that had a scar but was unwilling to eliminate it no matter how persuaded by his subordinates.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a soft cracking sound rang out in the empty hall.

On one side of the dragon chair, there is a row of thirty-six white jade plates, the white jade plates are three fingers long and two fingers wide, carved with dense textures, if there are people with profound formations to see it, they will definitely recognize it, it is an extremely clever method of locking the soul.

These signs lock a trace of a person's soul, if the person who is locked in the soul survives, the jade plate is safe and sound, and if the person who is locked in the soul dies, the jade plate will be broken.

Not only did they retreat in the secret realm of the First Sun City, but they also placed dozens of cultivators in the cultivation world, who were responsible for gathering intelligence, purchasing items, and most importantly, breaking into the interior of the Divine Court.

With these jade plates, Fu Yunping can know the life and death of those people, so as to make future plans.

Over the years, these jade cards have almost been changed, and the owner behind the jade cards has also changed like the weeds in Xia Rong and autumn, only the few in the front row have not been moved.

However, this time the Shattered Jade Plaque was a bit special, and it was the first piece in line.

"What?"

Fu Yunping is like being struck by lightning!

The Seven Rank Great Cultivator's steady mountain-like body was unsteady as a drooping old man, and he staggered backwards, knocking down a chair and table before he could stand steady.

"No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Fu Yunping ran forward like crazy, picked up the broken jade plate on the ground, and desperately tried to put it together, but the broken jade card could only be restored and broken again and again between his fingers.

After a long time, Fu Yunping sat down on the ground and never did that futile thing again.

Leng Jian has passed away, and Leng Jian, who was pinned on by these people, has passed away!

"Qin Yuan, it must be you, it must be you, little cub, if you kill my young master, the old man will definitely cut you with a thousand knives!"

Fu Yunping stood up, his gloomy color was swept away, and in his place was full of fierceness and gloom, like a terrible ghost, he hurriedly walked out of the Heavenly Power Hall and came to one of the two black palaces at the handle of the other Big Dipper Nine Star Spoon - the Right Bi Palace.

The heavy black door was violently pushed open, and the powerful force tore through the door panel, and in the midst of a cloud of sawdust, Fu Yunping walked into it, and his gloomy and violent aura made him look like an active volcano that was about to erupt at any time.

Entering the right hall, there is no magnificence in the Tianquan Palace, only a dark and cold slaughter on one side.

In the hall, he couldn't see his five fingers, but Fu Yunping, who was a seventh-grade cultivator, could see a trace of everything inside, and there were three hundred and sixty-five people lying in the hall.

The three hundred and sixty-five men, all dressed in black armor and holding spears and short swords, lay motionless in a coffin, and looked no different from the dead if it were not for the slightly undulating chests.

Here are just some of them, they have a total of more than 400 third-rank realm cultivators, more than 230 fourth-rank realm cultivators, more than 50 fifth-grade realm cultivators, eight sixth-rank realm cultivators, and three seventh-rank masters.

These people all took the Tiger Tendon Pill, which was refined with the so-called holy medicine here as the main medicine, and were in a deep sleep.

There are three benefits of taking the Tiger Muscle Pill, one is that it can strengthen the body of a cultivator, but it can only strengthen the body of a cultivator of the fifth rank and below, and the second is sleeping.

Sleep is a good thing, it can eliminate troubles, and it can also eliminate the conflicts and contradictions that arise from troubles.

More than 700 cultivators had nothing to do all day long, and they were still in a state of yin and yang imbalance where there were more men than women, so they had to turn this secret realm upside down. In fact, the factional struggle a few years ago almost turned this secret realm upside down, the factional strife was out of control, bloodshed and imminent, and the two groups of people who were evenly matched were almost about to fight each other.

Their strength is very strong, and they are a force to be reckoned with anywhere in this world, but compared to the Divine Court, which is above the entire Huaxia cultivation world, it is still a small thing, and there can be no loss in the slightest.

Therefore, Fu Yunping was forced to cut off several high-level members of one of the waves of forces before ordering most of the people to fall asleep and sleep for nearly ten years.

The third benefit is that it can greatly delay their aging rate.

Cultivators are also human beings, and they will also grow old, but this kind of sleep with the Tiger Muscle Pill can delay their aging speed by more than ten times, and time is like a snap of a finger, preserving their strength to the greatest extent.

Now, it's time to wake them up.

Fu Yunping came to a huge coffin, the sleeping person in the coffin was huge, the solid black armor could not hide his strong muscles, even in the deep sleep, the fierce aura was also rushing to his face.

He held a giant sword in his hand, saying that the sword was actually more like a large iron block, wide and thick, and the blade of the sword was dull, but no one who had seen this giant sword crisscross in the sea of blood dared to underestimate it.

"Wu Kui, it's time to wake up!"

Fu Yunping stretched out his hand a little, and a stream of light flowed out of his fingertips like a clear river, slowly drifting into his nose, and the strong man named Wu Kui slowly opened his eyes, with a slightly dazed look at the beginning, and after seeing the person standing in front of him clearly, the essence of his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Boom!"

The coffin beneath him was shattered into pieces.

Wu Kui stood up like an ancient tall god, and the giant sword was raised high, slashing down as fiercely as the Huashan Mountain.

Before the sword blade arrived, the powerful momentum had already scattered Fu Yunping's silver hair, and several coffins around him also moved away under this majesty.

Fu Yunping didn't move.

The giant sword came an inch above Fu Yunping's head at an incredible speed, suddenly stopped, and stood firmly.

"Old Fu, you're still as boring as before!" Wu Kui put away his giant sword stupidly.

Fu Yunping looked at him and said, "It's boring to compete with your Wu Kui." ”

Wu Kui grinned and said, "Haha, I'd like to hear this." But when will you Fu Yunping also say flattering things? Is it that after so many years of doing some miscellaneous work outside, people's old hearts are also old, and their stinky temper is gone?"

Fu Yunping didn't have the excitement of seeing his old friend, and there was a layer of sadness in the depths of his eyes, and he said: "It's really old, and the old ones can't see that this day has changed!"

"What do you mean?" Wu Kui asked.

Fu Yunping stared at him, with a deep murderous intent, and said, "Young Master, it's back to heaven!"

"Dangchang!"

The heavy greatsword landed on the ground, smashing the water-milled white stone floor into a messy crack!