Condensing the Godhead is by no means an easy task.

The selection and collocation of the subordinate priesthood will make Daojun three-dimensional from different levels.

This involves a large, complex and rigorous system.

The Law System!

Only by extending and expanding the system of laws can there be a realm and even the kingdom of God.

The Godhead is in the process of being constructed, and the subversive influence set off by the birth and inspiration of the Dao Monarch is affecting the entire Xuanxuan Realm.

Qixia faction, Yunxia Peak.

Dressed in a red dress, wrapped in a charming beauty.

This beautiful woman in red stood by the window, her delicate and snow-white wrists supporting her delicate jaw, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and her big bright eyes looked at the drizzle outside the window, and her expression seemed to be smiling.

An old man in a luxurious robe stood behind her, his expression was respectful, his body bowed slightly, his chin was tucked away, and he actually regarded himself as a subordinate and a junior.

I only heard him say in a non-hurried tone: "Lord, these are all we know so far. ”

"So the death of Qingque, it is very likely that Nangong left the shot?"

The beauty in red said in a relaxed and playful tone.

All signs pointed to him. ”

"Very good!" the left arm of the beautiful woman in red lazily stretched out of the window, a cloud slipped a little, the naked and flawless forearm was exposed, and the slender and delicate fingers like the tips of onions were picked in the air, and in the distant flowers, a budding and angry stamen disappeared, and at the same time appeared in her fingers.

The beauty put the blooming peony in front of Xiu Ting's nose, sniffed it lightly, and smiled: "It's really embarrassing, with such a big formation, five people can't clean up one." And let that Daojun become the climate--now it's interesting, inspired! Hehe, I said nephew, are you tempted?"

The old man showed a wry smile and said: "I am a person buried in the loess to my neck, don't say anything about Daojun, even if the Great Dao is really open to me, it is not easy to make a difference." Uncle Shi, you don't have to be tempted!"

"You're getting bolder and bolder now, and you dare to speak out in front of me, is it that death is coming, so you let it go?"

The old man felt a trace of sadness when he heard this, looked at the back of the beauty, and stopped talking.

"Or do you take credit for yourself, and some of you are so proud of your own merits that you forget your identity and duty?"

The beauty talked softly, casually plucked the fiery red petals one by one, and gently threw them in the breeze and drizzle.

For a long time, I didn't see the old man answer.

The beauty said again: "Oh, I see, you are dissatisfied!

It turned out that this old man was Mi Daoling, then, at this moment, the beauty in front of him could only be the lord of Yunxia Peak, on the bright side, one of the three Dinghai God Needles of the Qixia Sect, which had appeared in Nangong Li's illusion - refining red clothes!

Hearing about Mi Guangsheng, Mi Daoling's face did not change, "That is, in front of Uncle Shi, the disciple is a little presumptuous." ”

"You don't have to worry, Guangsheng can't make any mistakes, your credit, the credit of the Mi family, my senior brother and I both remember it, we can't run!"

"The disciple didn't dare. ”

At this time, Lian Hongshang had already picked not a single petal of the stamen, madly removed the last residue, clapped his hands, turned lazily, and floated towards the soft collapse in the center of the rain pavilion.

Lying on the soft collapse, still holding the head of the mantis with one hand, and putting the other hand on the slender and straight thigh, the brilliance in the beautiful eyes flowed, and fell on the figure of Mi Daoling Gongli: "Disciple in the door, how is the investigation?"

"Uncle Hui, one hundred and twenty-six people have been found, and they are waiting for the law enforcement peak to show them!"

"When you go back, preach my word, and do not embarrass them. Let them live!"

"Uncle Shi, what is this?"

Lian Hongshang smiled and said, "Since they think they are from the Daomen, let them go back to the Daomen, isn't that Thousand Illusion Valley very lively recently? And the in-law of your family, what's it called?"

"Uncle Hui, Bibomen Wu Ming!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"Yes!"

After the answer, the audience was coming to an end.

Lian Hongsheng yawned lightly, "What, what's the matter?"

Mi Daoling hesitated.

Seeing this, Lian Hongshang somehow sighed and said, "I told my senior brother about you, what he means is that he will fight for a place for you to be a reincarnated spirit child." However, only if you can't make mistakes!"

"Uncle Rongyu, the disciple is not for the things behind him. ”

"Oh?"

"Disciple, disciple...... The disciple wanted to know what all this was for. ”

When Lian Hongshang heard this, the ease and smile on his face faded.

"The disciple knows that he shouldn't ask, it's just, it's just that the disciple is already a dying person, Uncle Shi......"

Speaking of this, Mi Daoling became emotional, a pair of old eyes were slightly red, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

When I saw the red dress, I not only recalled more than a thousand years ago.

At that time, the steady, wise, and capable old man in front of him was still his little junior brother.

He was older, and before he entered the Heaven and Earth Peak, this person was his little follower.

At that time, he had a pure and cowardly personality, and he obviously had good qualifications, but his family was in the middle of the road, and there was no one above him who was secretly jealous, so he was deliberately excluded and bullied by secretly jealous people.

Every time he is bullied, he is like this, when he comes to himself, he doesn't say much, but he is wronged, confused, sad, and stubborn, which is really distressing!

And then?

Later, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and later, the family mutated, and a group of elders actually came up with their own ideas, ready to use marriage to receive strong reinforcements, in order to make a comeback.

He is also young and vigorous, and when he struggles many times without success, he is ready to go to the peak of heaven and earth.

That night, it was also him, hiding behind the cloud pillar of Heaven and Earth Peak, crying that was sad.

Later, when he went out of the mountain, he was already the supreme god!

As the only god cultivator born in the Qixia Sect for three thousand years, the scene at that time was of course grand.

The people who congratulate him, the Mi family is at the end.

And this little junior brother, who has lost the innocence and immaturity of the past, as a Jindan monk, has taken over the responsibility of the family, and ...... to himself

……

Thousands of years of memories flashed away in front of Lian Hongsheng's eyes, and her heart softened for a moment, so she said after a moment of silence: "Dao Zhengfeng, little junior brother, do you know that you can't tolerate the slightest relaxation?"

Mi Daoling's body shook and replied, "The disciple knows." ”

"You don't know!" Lian Hongsheng stood up, looking at the rain outside the window, his eyes were ethereal, "This avenue has always been in the hands of a few people. ”

"Teacher, uncle!!" Mi Daoling stuttered a little.

"I can only tell you, the Great Dao is competing, but the number of places is limited, and we will see it in 500 years!"

When Mi Daoling heard it at first glance, it can be described as a shocking cold hair upside down.

"What, scared?"

"Teacher, uncle, this, this ......"

It's a shocking secret!

This is the unfinished meaning that Mi Daoling can't say.

The three people who stand tallest in this realm, after five hundred years, after the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, when this realm grows again, there will be people who are left behind.

Lag!

God, that's a ...... Indescribable!

Such a secret, such a level, is indeed not something that Mi Daoling can hear, and in an instant, he regrets it a little.

"The road is difficult, and the further back it goes, the more obvious it becomes. You stopped in the late stage of the Yuan Infancy, and you can't advance an inch for life, but you don't know...... Forget it, you just need to know that the one of the righteous qi peak has already been out of the customs, and the world of great controversy is still coming. ”

The world of great controversy, the world of great controversy!

But what does this have to do with Daojun?

Logically speaking, one more variable like this may be a competitor, and it will soon be more ......

But Mi Daoling knew that he couldn't ask anymore, such a level had a weight that neither he nor the Mi family could bear, and knowing more was not necessarily a good thing.

It's just that......

Zhengqi Peak, Zhengqi Peak!

Confucianism is strong.

This Tianlimen even considers itself the master of this world.

The Jixia School Palace has almost become a hall of words in his family.

Five hundred years.

Forty-nine heavenly tribulations.

The avenue is competing, but his family is the most eager.

Does that mean...... The one at the peak of righteousness has already fallen into the disadvantage in this battle?

With such speculation and a complex and changeable mind, Mi Daoling said goodbye to refining red clothes, got off Yunxia Peak, and went to Shuwu Peak to take a turn.

After dealing with a few tricky matters in a restless manner, he went to the law enforcement peak, found a Yuan Ying who was on duty recently, and conveyed the meaning of refining red clothes to the past.

This Yuan Ying heard the details and showed a trace of embarrassment.

Mi Daoling knew what he was embarrassed about.

Law enforcement is known for its fairness, strictness, impartiality, and impartiality.

In such a large sect, if you want to be orderly, inherited, and flourish, this is the very least, but the will of the god cannot be disobeyed, not to mention a law enforcement peak, even the head of the general affairs and the elders' house, and only obedient and obedient.

In the end, the yuan baby still agreed.

Just before leaving, he sighed: "...... This world is really getting more and more weird, and my generation really can't understand it. ”

This seems to be an exclamation but is actually a temptation, how can Mi Daoling not hear it?

If it was a hundred years ago, he would just pretend not to hear it, turn around and leave.

But not right now.

Mi Guangsheng's whereabouts are still unknown, his longevity is about to end, the Mi family has nearly 1,000 descendants, and tens of thousands of vassal family monks, and it is unimaginable to lose his asylum.

It was when he made good connections and was kind to others that he did not have transcendent capital.

After estimating the other party's family and the forces behind it, Mi Guangsheng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Kuang, don't worry, everything is in the hands of your gods!" After speaking, he boldly arched his hand in the direction where Zhengqi Peak was located.

This Yuanying Shen, surnamed Kuang, flashed with a flash, and also laughed: "That's good, that's good!"

When Mi Daoling left, the relaxation and freehand of Yuan Ying surnamed Kuang were swept away.

He hurried into the inner chamber, activated a teleportation circle, and threw himself into it.

When he reappeared, he was already far away from the Qixia faction.

A small world!

Attached to the Xuanjie and wandering in the gaps of space, it is extremely difficult to locate, and there is no way to peep and sense, correspondingly, it is absolutely safe.

"What?"

In the dark and empty hall, there was no human figure in sight, only a majestic voice asked.

The monk surnamed Kuang told the news that he had heard.

"Got it!"

A faint response, the voice was about to be hidden.

"It's been a hundred years, don't pester me again in the future!"

Yuanying surnamed Kuang left such a sentence, and the teleportation circle flashed and disappeared without a trace.

When he left, a dark shadow rippled, and a mysterious figure covered in a black cloak slowly floated out.

He came to the high platform in the center and bowed his head to a monk who had suddenly appeared on the lotus throne.

This monk is like a golden-bodied arhat, his whole body is full of glow, and the talismans and Buddhist scriptures on his robe seem to be alive, light and dark are non-stop, and they are uncertain.

The thick Zen rhyme is like substance, and when it doesn't move, it flows with a faint Sanskrit sound.

The monk sat at the top.

The cloaked man is located below, and his demeanor is respectful.

However, when he finished his salute and stood upright, two purple soul fires burned from the deep hood.

It's a ghost cultivator!

"The Righteous Qi Peak has moved, and the Heaven and Earth Peak ......," the ghost cultivator said hesitantly.

"Heaven and Earth Peak is transcendent, presumably this time it is also confident. ”

"How so?"

The monk smiled sarcastically when he heard this, and said, "Whoever let those big turbans (Confucian cultivators) do a lot of things, now it's okay, and it will implicate their sages." ”

"After 500 years, if the peak of righteousness falls......"

The monk said: "Even if the Righteous Qi Peak falls, the Heaven and Earth Peak and the Zao Forget Peak will not allow our generation to go to the top, so don't have such a good dream." ”

"What then—do you move your hands and feet to the Thousand Illusions Valley again?"

The monk frowned and shook his head, thinking about turning the Buddha beads in his hand, "It's not proper, it's not proper, that Daojun has become the climate, so it's better for us to be careful." ”

"It's not, that's not appropriate, Venerable, you can't do nothing, can you?"

The monk sighed when he heard this, "Since the last Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, my Buddhism has fallen, and in the past three thousand years, it has been a setback. The Buddha is not prosperous, and it has affected the senior brother, and now he can't get out of the customs, just by relying on us, he may not be able to get anything good under the hands of the Daojun. ”

The ghost cultivator could only be silent when he heard this.

"Let's take a look, the one of the righteous qi peaks is out of the customs, and it is imperative to open up a big way! This Confucian sage will never hesitate and be soft-hearted, not to mention that Dao Jun is really good, and he actually makes us look away again and again. ”

As soon as the words fell, the monk disappeared with the lotus throne.

The cloaked man stood quietly for a moment, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the dark core of the Xuan Realm, the mysterious ghost fortress - Blackwood Castle was all revealed.

A huge torch was lit, and the empty hall was the only one in the ghost cultivator meditating.

At the same time.

Outside a mortal town at the foot of Zhengqi Peak Mountain, the boundless farmland is growing gratifyingly, a farmer wearing a straw hat in a cloak stopped working, put down his hoe, took off his gourd, drank saliva, wiped his sweat with his sleeve, sighed stretchedly, and then smiled at the two god-transforming monks behind him: "But the realm lord sent someone?"

"Exactly, Sage!"

The peasant nodded, and his body suddenly softened, leaving behind a dazed mortal shell, which disappeared without a trace along with the two avatars.