Guanzhong Province, Hozhou, within the ancestral temple of the Ji family.

The old man's face was calm, and he stepped into the ancestral hall and came to the old woman.

"Fang Cai's Spirit Hall has moved, and the Jiuli Tribulation on Yutong's body has been launched. A trace of annoyance flashed in the old man's eyes, "I was careless, I didn't expect that there would be such a crisis in a mere Gu Immortal Cave Mansion." ”

The old woman kneeling in front of the seat opened her eyes and said coldly: "Do you still think that my old woman is alarmist?"

The old master shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Everything belongs to my nephew, isn't it, but now the people we sent into the ruins of the Ancient Immortal Cave Mansion can't find the location of the seven suspended palaces, can my aunt have a way?"

In fact, the Ji family is not without a great real person in the realm of freedom, even if the secret realm is hidden now, Ji Yutong's safety is unknown, and this kind of family affairs does not need to ask this idle elder of the supernatural realm.

It's just that since this aunt is the first to warn and is good at taking advantage of yarrow, then he, the head of the family, has to come in person for both feelings and reason, one is to apologize and make amends, in order to appease the old man's heart, and the other is that maybe there is a way, and it is better to brainstorm than to act arbitrarily.

The Ji family has been inherited for thousands of years, and has its own family style rules.

"Don't worry, Yutong's trip should be thrilling. ”

The old woman smiled slightly and took out the yellow talisman from her sleeve.

"This is ......," the head of the Ji family was stunned.

Because on the talisman that has been inherited for more than 900 years and has not changed in the slightest, there is an extra gossip hexagram.

Two yang on the top and one yin on the bottom, which is a Xun hexagram.

"Xuanyuan Town's life card, how could it become like this?"

Since the magic weapon has been born through calamities, even the wind and frost years can not leave the slightest mark on it, what kind of changes can leave a mark on a magic weapon that has been formed for many years?

The head of the Ji family suddenly raised his head, and a vast divine will surged from him, like a heavenly power suddenly descending, and began to trace the infinite causal clues under the Heavenly Dao cycle.

The old woman closed her eyes again, although she didn't have the powerful mana realm of this nephew, she already knew what the result would be.

After a while, the head of the Ji family put away his divine consciousness and was a little stunned.

"A lonely boat falls on the beach, and it is difficult to advance and retreat without water. When it rains heavily, the rivers and lakes overflow, and there is no need to go back and forth. Be...... Wei Shan's seniors?"

"Exactly. The old woman sighed, "A few hours ago, when I was about to cast a spell, I noticed a change in the Suppression Card. I couldn't help but fall into a dream, but I dreamed that more than ten days ago, Wei Shan's predecessors left this Xun hexagram in the palm of a young man. ”

It turned out that hexagram was not only occupied for Xiao Er of the day, but also for Ji Yutong today.

The old man of Wei Shan actually took action more than ten days ago to eliminate this future catastrophe for Ji Yutong, who was sitting at home in Shang'an. But how complex are the changes in cause and effect in this world, can anyone really calculate the past and change the future?

What kind of supernatural power should it be, and what kind of great power should it be?

The head of the Ji family couldn't help but be terrified, his thoughts instantly drifted to the far distance, and the monk who was about to fly away applauded the control of the world's affairs with a gesture, so what should the world look like in their eyes?

After a long time, the head of the Ji family came back to his senses.

"Whether that one has a heart or a hand, after all, he has given my Ji family a great favor. The old man bowed deeply to his aunt again, "I will instruct me to go down, and the Ji family will prepare a generous gift for the Lixia meeting of Chongyang in the next year." ”

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On the Kunlun Mountain, somewhere in the thousand-mile iceberg.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, a towering iceberg turned into powder.

Then there is a vigorous avalanche that stretches for hundreds of miles, with a monstrous sound and the power of destroying the world.

Under the magnificent natural disaster, the two figures hung in the void like mustard seeds, but their momentum was even better than the Liantian Snow Peak, which was still collapsing, and all things in heaven and earth.

A gray-clothed female crown with a sharp face showed a little madness, staring at a clear-faced Huaguan Taoist in front of her.

"Zhou Wangji, I died in vain, you dare to stop me from going down the mountain!"

The Qing Daoist opposite her is the contemporary head of Kunlun, the leader of the world's Taoist sects, and Zhou Wangji's real person.

Zhou Zhenren has rarely revealed his true body outside for decades, but at this moment, his mana poured out, causing thousands of miles of sunny weather to change, and suppressing all the avalanches of thousands of mountains, obviously not the incarnation used to walk the world.

"Senior Sister Sun, you have been honoring Qingyuan for many years, which is a big mistake. Besides, you have already been grounded by the master, if you leave the mountain today, it is even more intolerable, if you insist on leaving, the poor road is in charge of Kunlun, you can only ask you to leave all the Kunlun's Taoist powers. ”

Zhou Wangji's real face was calm, and a snowflake still fell on his robe, and then gently brushed it away.

The Jurchen in front of him, named Sun Wangqing, is the senior sister of Zhou Wangji, and he is also the master of Zhu Qingyuan, who was killed by Tian Ziyang.

"There are only four monks in Kunlun now, do you dare to drive me out of the mountain gate?" Sun Wangqing sneered, "You and I entered Kunlun together, what is the benevolence and morality on the mountain, don't you know? Don't you think that the world praises you for Zhou Wangji's morality and true person, you are really that meritorious saint." ”

Zhou Wangji's eyes showed disappointment: "I think that for many years, my senior sister has thought like this, so she connived at the subordinates to do so many evil things that insulted the Kunlun sect." ”

Sun Wangqing sneered again and again: "Evil things, if the rape, murder, and plunder of my disciples are evil, then what is Kunlun has done for thousands of years?"

Zhou Wangji Zhenren looked at the face that although he was in the same mountain, he had not seen it for more than a hundred years, and sighed deeply: "Senior brother now finally understands why the master did not pass on the position of head to the most talented senior sister, but chose to forget the senior brother." ”

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, will you get out of the way?"

The long sword in Sun Wangqing's hand was sonorously unsheathed, and in an instant, the cloudy sky was cut in half.

A whisk of dust appeared in Zhou Wangji's real hand, and he swayed gently: "Poor Dao is still the same sentence, senior sister is one step away from the mountain gate, it is a betrayal, and poor Dao can only ask senior sister to leave a body of Taoism." ”

"If you and I fight, Kunlun will be in chaos, and when the Lingguan Sect has coveted the leader of the world's Dao Sect for a long time, do you really dare to embarrass me?" Sun Wangqing threatened.

"If the senior sister is concerned about the safety of the master, please return to the grounded place. "Ten thousand purple qi appeared in front of Zhou Wangji's real person, and the silk flowed, connecting the vast world of Kunlun Mountain and the thousands of peaks.

"If the senior sister insists on betraying the door, the poor road will tell the senior sister that the Kunlun sect back then was far less filthy than the senior sister thought, and now the Kunlun sect is not as fragile as the senior sister thinks. ”

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Demon Suppression Diagram.

Xiao Er held the chess pieces in his hand and stalemate with the gray-robed Taoist.

borrowing the body and the Taoist to refine the magic weapon, if Xiao Er entrusts his life to an ancient demon who doesn't know the origin.

And letting the gray-robed Daoist contain the formation, and Xiao Er taking the opportunity to refine the magic weapon, is equivalent to making the gray-robed Daoist who has not believed in others for thousands of years believe in a stranger who came for profit.

It is impossible for Xiao Er to agree to the proposal of the gray-robed Taoist, and the gray-robed Taoist will never believe Xiao Er's proposal if he lives with himself.

"Why can't you and I sign the deed?" asked Xiao Er.

The gray-robed Taoist did not answer.

Xiao Er looked around the gray-robed Taoist, and suddenly said, "If I guessed correctly, the silk silk around the waist that the seniors tried to hide before was not the senior's own clothing, but another magic weapon that trapped the seniors?"

The gray-robed Daoist Huo Ran raised his head and looked at Xiao Er coldly: "How do you know?"

Xiao Er said: "I just saw the demon suppression map, and suddenly thought of the ancients' method of suppressing demons contained in a certain classic. Since the outer room is so tightly arranged, inside this scroll, it should not be completely free to move by the predecessors in any case. ”

When the Taoist heard this, he raised his hand and revealed the thing tied around his waist, which was indeed not a silk silk, but a reins of the horse, which shone brightly.

"Boy, do you know what the most powerful captivity of time is?" the gray-robed Taoist suddenly asked.

Xiao Er shook his head: "I don't know, as far as I can see, such as the great array of a spiritual vein and three magic weapons laid out by the predecessors, it is already the ultimate in the world." ”

"Hehe-" The gray-robed Taoist sneered, "What is the value of a mere foreign object, this seat tells you that the most powerful imprisonment in this world is to teach people to trap themselves." ”

Xiao Er was puzzled.

The Taoist pointed to the reins around his waist: "This thing is called the Yi Ma Reins, thousands of years ago, there was a lock on my neck, called the Heart Ape Lock." These two things are the proud works of the people who imprisoned this seat at the beginning, because the suppressive things next to them can only suppress the body and mana of this seat, but these two things can control the hearts and minds of living beings, so that the imprisoned creatures themselves can't have the idea of wanting to go out. ”

"Hehe, do you know that two thousand years ago, I had a subordinate of the Demon Saint Venerable who led thousands of descendants to rescue me. They have all broken the ban on the outside world and come to this drawing. But back then, I wanted to be sleepy because of two things, not only did I not want to go out, but I also plotted against my subordinates and slaughtered thousands of my bloodline descendants. ”

"And then this seat actually repaired the prohibition by itself and trapped himself here, so the many prohibitions you see today are actually all under the hands of this seat himself!"

When Xiao heard this, he felt inexplicably terrifying, and couldn't help asking, "Then where is the heart ape lock now?"

The Taoist looked indifferent, but it was the first time that he showed the emotions of a human being, and there was a little confusion in his eyes: "That day, my subordinate was full of horror and died in my hands. ”

Xiao Er suddenly said: "The seniors are incomplete, so they can't make a legal contract with others?"

The Taoist's eyes turned faintly: "This seat is not telling you a lot, not to explain this matter. ”

"That's ......"

Suddenly, the figure of the Taoist man flashed, and as soon as he looked up to the sky, a huge mouth opened several zhang in size, and bit Xiao Er with one bite.

It turned out that the fang had spoken in order to stall for time.

And at this moment, it finally digested all the mana of the five supernatural cultivators in its abdomen.

But Xiao Er was also fast, and with a wave of his hand, he directly picked up the picture scroll on the table that was connected to the outside world, and then several chess pieces shot out quickly.

With a few chess pieces shot at the gray-robed Taoist, the sleepy dragon chess in the picture scroll seemed to be inspired, and finally bloomed again, the tiger roared in the golden light, and the majestic mana came out through the paper, pressing towards the gray-robed Taoist who was no longer human-shaped.