"It's coming, what's the matter if you don't come down over there?" Taiqing Daoist raised his glass in the distance and scolded with a smile.

"I just happened to be passing by. Qingyue's female voice sounded, and a gray shadow immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if it was between reality and fantasy.

Lin Yuan raised his hand to put the wine into his throat, and when he heard this familiar voice, his body paused slightly, and then he rubbed the wall of the cup as if nothing happened, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Since you are passing by, when will you leave?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes drifted and turned away.

It is rumored that the two of Jianmen and Twilight Valley were Taoist couples in their early years, but they broke off contact for some reason.

How can outsiders interfere in this matter?

"Taiqing, I need an explanation. Wu Anran didn't have the slightest intention of saving face for the strongest man in the world, and went straight to the unscrupulous old farmer, whose figure was looming, and the fairy aura was surging and violent, obviously not good.

But what cause and effect can he have with her? The old man Taiqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, his face turned bitter, and he looked at Lin Yuan.

The affairs of the husband and wife, why is it his turn to take the blame?

Seeing that she ignored herself, Lin Yuan didn't want to take the initiative to step forward, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and pretending not to see the eyes of his old friend asking for help.

At this time, another strong aura fell, but it was a middle-aged scribe who looked quite wooden, dressed in a gray and white robe, as if it had been washed hundreds of times, holding a dark yellow book with no name in his hand, revealing a sour and rancid smell.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the audience was awkward, Bai Rong hurriedly smiled and said to the man: "I haven't seen you for a thousand years, why did Brother Zhuyue Dao make himself look like this?

"What is the world?" sighed, "This world is so boring, I just have fun in the bitterness." ”

Bai Rong's heart jumped.

If he was someone else and pretended to be boring, he would have to be sarcastic.

Everyone joined hands to create this prosperous world on earth, where can it not compare to the heavenly realm?

But now he who says this is scattering people month by month, and he is ascending.

So he believed.

It was a martial madman who took pleasure in cultivating the Tao and took pleasure in bloody battles.

"Brother Dao still can't break free from that layer of shackles?" The fat man said that he was counting the heavens, and he who boasted that he had calculated all the heavenly opportunities, was also dignified at the moment, rubbing his hands, and asked solemnly.

Those who are about to be in trouble, those who are treated as angry bags, those who pretend to be deaf and dumb, and those who wander outside the world have all stopped what they were doing at hand and in their hearts.

"How difficult!"

In the middle of the field, there was a long sigh alone. The poor scribe shook his head, sat down, drank the contents of the cup, and was still not satisfied, took up the flask, and drank it to himself.

He has been stuck in the realm of earth immortals for five thousand years, but to this day, he is still an earth immortal!

With the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao, he was confident that any Immortal King Nether would not be his opponent, even if he was an Immortal Monarch, if he dared to come to this realm through the eye of the storm, he would also be crushed under the joint efforts of the seven of them.

But the strongest is the Heavenly Dao, how can it not be defeated by the Heavenly Dao in the end?

Gao Miao, who made him ecstatic at the beginning, finally tied him firmly to the world, and it was difficult to advance or leave.

Is this the Immortal Monarch's revenge on them?

The immortals were stunned, and they didn't know why, but during the feast, they fell into a strange silence.

After a long time, I heard Taiqing's hoarse voice speak, "The cause of the past is just the fruit of today." ”

It is said that the immortals have ruled the world for 5,000 years, and the thought of life and death is infinite, how do they know that they also have their hardships and their unwillingness?

Wu Anran glanced at him, and the surging immortal qi around him eased slightly, but his tone was still unkind: "Your good apprentice, where did you bear fruit?

Speaking of this, the few people who were still sad over there before suddenly showed strange expressions.

"Don't slander me, I don't know anything!" The old man blew his beard and glared, the fox didn't return to Yuanzong at all, and he didn't know where to recuperate, and he didn't know when he would be able to get it back, let alone filial piety?

"As soon as my descendants entered, they were completely ......" Bai Rong, as a generation of monarchs, is either majestic or kind, but at this time he smiled as if he was constipated.

"That kid dares to beat my eight girls' ideas, I'll beat me too!"

Bai Teng, who was knocked to the ground by Su Ming, has enjoyed the name of a genius in cultivation since he was a child, and he is the second prince of contemporary Beixing.

Bai Rong's face stiffened, and he gnawed the immortal fruit in his hand angrily. When that kid came to complain, he didn't say that he had done any good deeds, but it was the disciples of Yuanzong who saw that they were interested in making money, and secretly attacked him, and he really didn't clean it up!

In an instant, this ancestor's heart flashed through thousands of excellent ways to concoct unscrupulous descendants.

"I didn't do anything in vain, did I? Chengtianguan has always been in a single line, and there is no force to stir up the wind and rain. "The Heavenly Arithmetic Daoist has a black round face, and his already dark complexion is like the bottom of a pot at the moment.

"Your little fat man is too obscene, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a good person. Relying on being familiar with each other enough, although Taiqing's confidence is three points weak, he still doesn't panic when he pulls it up.

When the fox first attacked, he used some of them to make a black hand to his disciples, and Chengtianguan was famous for being a one-way person who did not accept subordinates.

But you can't stand others being unreasonable, can you?

The fox was like this at that time, and so is Taiqing now, so angry that the already black face of the Taoist added a little depth, as if he wanted to swallow the shameless old thing in front of him.

"Then what's the matter with me?" On the side, Wu Anran couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you plan to give an explanation?"

"This ......" the old man snorted, scratched his head, and saw that Lin Yuan still looked shameless and concentrated on appreciating the cup, so he couldn't help but curse secretly, but his face showed embarrassment, and he sighed pretendedly, "Don't you think that the world has been quiet for too long?"

"Does this have anything to do with you sending that kid to be a-stirring stick?" The gray shadow fluctuated slightly, and the sword intent was surging like an undercurrent, as if he was about to cut the shameless man in front of him into seven or eight pieces if he couldn't talk.

"Of course!" Taiqing slapped his thigh and sighed, "This is to arouse your sense of crisis!"

"Wow!" A colorless and invisible sword light flashed, cutting the wine jug next to the old man into seven or eight sections, Wu Anran looked at him quietly, not knowing joy or sorrow, but there was an extra gray crystal sword in his hand.

The fairy sword hummed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, violent and direct, just like its master.

Taiqing sighed, his gaze swept over the immortals on the side, and he was silent for a long time, and his face gradually returned to solemnity.

"I don't know if you still remember, the world does not belong to us. ”

Qian Liuhuo, who had always been quiet as a stone, raised his head, and his eyes flickered.

"Have you thought of a way?" The Heavenly Calculation Daoist looked at him, shook his hand slightly, and lost his mind for a while, and the surging immortal qi had already crushed the wine glass into powder.

Taiqing shook his head, didn't wait for everyone to show disappointment, and said with a faint smile: "Chance, it has appeared, and within ten years, there will inevitably be results." ”

Suddenly, the sound of broken artifacts came one after another.

"The old man proposed to build a Sendai together, I don't know what you think?"

What is ascending Sendai? A thousand years have passed, and you have become an immortal with a wave of your hand!

In the Immortal Realm, only the Immortal Monarch-level forces have the ability to construct a large array of this level!

"Are you crazy?" Bai Rong looked at him, he didn't know how to speak, and he held back for a long time before he could hold back such a sentence.

Even the fat man, who had a close relationship with him, had strange eyes, stepped forward and touched his forehead, and asked, "Are you sure it's Dengxiantai?"

The so-called Dengxian Pill also has the effect of everyone becoming immortals, but compared with the terrifying effect of a thousand years of fingers on Dengxian Tai and the terrifying effect of making people become immortals on their own, its drastic side effects and high failure rate are simply to a degree of repudiation.

But this is only relatively speaking, for those who are trapped in the difference between people and immortals and cannot break free, there will be a success rate under the service, and life and death will not be up to the sky, even if it is difficult to advance an inch in the future, even if the combat power is low, just from the perspective of longevity, its preciousness is self-evident!

Taiqing slapped away his salty pig hand angrily, his eyes swept over his old friends, regardless of their suspicious or silent eyes, and laughed to himself: "It's been five thousand years, and everyone must have hoarded a lot of things, right?"

"If we can go back, we must have broken free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and we urgently need a group of people who can go to the immortal world with us. Resources or something, what did you go up with?"

"What if we can't go back?" the smile on the old man's face was a little cold, "If we can't go back, then these resources are nothing." ”

Yes, for them, resources are useless.

They were chosen in the Nether Realm because they were strong enough and had outstanding talents, and only such a character was qualified to hunt down and kill the seriously injured Heavenly Sword Immortal Monarch!

And a group of talented human immortals and earth immortals, under the supply of resources in the entire human world, how could there be no progress in the past five thousand years?

Now the seven of them have all reached the peak of the Earth Immortals.

But all the same, they are all stuck in this realm!

As Su Meng said at the beginning, what the Heavenly Immortal Realm needs is to understand the true spirit, and the so-called Heavenly Dao is a means that can only be called after the true spirit is used to a certain level, which is more advanced than the state of heaven and man!

From being able to use and not understanding, to being able to use and understanding a little, to being able to use and being enlightened but not free, such a piece of poisonous cake locks them firmly, and they cannot enter or leave an inch.

In fact, how could there be no suspicion between them who had been relegated to the lower realm and the Immortal Monarch of the upper realm? The matter of chasing and killing was originally to fill with their lives!

But in the end, after obtaining the Heavenly Dao, they stayed in the realm and did not want to return, what kind of heart did they have? This was not for the big men in the fairy realm to think about.

But after being suppressed in the immortal realm, who would be willing to give up such great power? The expansion of their strength and the growth of their ambitions made these seven survivors who had been degraded to the mortal world feel as if they had come to a no-man's land!

Before the Heavenly Sword Immortal Monarch died, he did not kill anyone, but left a sword, which was called "People's Heart".

This sword has cut off the control of the fairy world over the world, it has been five thousand years, and it can even last!

"What you need, just mention. Qian Liu's voice was hoarse, and he was the first to express his support, his hands like white jade were placed on his knees, and the nebula was wrapped between his fingers, as if with the traces of numerology, "But if there is a need, I will never refuse." ”

Tiansuan Daoist frowned and pondered, as if he had encountered some bottleneck, but seeing that Old Man Qian had come to the result so quickly, he was secretly shocked in his heart, and he also agreed with his old friend's proposal.

The moon sanren Taisheng was silent for a while, and asked, "The quota for Dengxiantai?"

"It's better to judge it by simulating the attack!" Bai Rong's face was grim and he said slowly, "Each faction sends fifty people to fight each other in the illusion, and the winner is king." ”

"Demon Clan?" Wu Anran reminded softly.

"The strategy is as usual, and it can be laissez-faire. Taiqing replied expressionlessly, "When we return to the fairy world, it won't be of much use." ”

"The returning Immortal Monarch?" the Heavenly Arithmetic Daoist knocked on the table.

"It's just a dead man. The cup in Lin Yuan's hand was about to be seen by him, and he finally spoke up at this time.

The process of deliberation was finally back on track, and the immortals said plainly and concisely, in an instant, the overall plan of the human race for the next ten years had been finalized, and without a strong tacit understanding, it was categorically impossible to achieve such a point.

But strangely, some things are never mentioned.

Such as the turmoil fifteen years ago, the changing celestial phenomena eight years ago, or the final destination of the core of the secret realm.

Even when it was said earlier that Su Meng made a move against all the immortal-level forces, it came to an abrupt end for the reason.

Which side is the force that is eyeing Qianqian, what is the purpose of what they are doing, and when did they start monitoring the Metaverse?

Some seeds, once germinated, don't stop growing!

Taiqing sighed silently, after all, it was not five thousand years ago.