Only then did Lingshan gather to discuss, and a short note had been quietly sent to Emperor Dongyue's imperial case. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The emperor, who was dealing with government affairs with the gods, looked at the short note, and his face turned cold at that time.

After the read note spontaneously burned out, the emperor silently disappeared into the main hall, leaving behind a stunned hall of gods.

There are countless Divine Dao formations in the Divine Court, and all kinds of formations are complete, and ordinary people do not have a special order issued by the emperor, even the Venerable of the Golden Immortal is unable to move an inch in this Divine Court.

As the builder of the Divine Court, he controls the general hub of all the magic circles of the Divine Court, and can even use the power of the circle to break the spatial barrier and easily teleport to every place in the Divine Court.

Emperor Fang Cai used this method to teleport to an independent three-story small attic.

When the emperor arrived here, he first let out his breath, as if he wanted the people inside to know that he was coming, and then pushed the door in.

The emperor went up to the third floor of the attic before he found the owner of the attic, Bixia Yuanjun, the most shining pearl of the Divine Court. As soon as she first stepped on the Holy Path, she needed to consolidate her cultivation and master many powers that surpassed the Golden Immortal Realm.

Bixia Yuanjun was meditating and cultivating, her eyes closed slightly, as if she didn't know that her father was here.

The emperor looked at the good daughter who had settled into cultivation in front of him, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried, and he said in a deep voice for a long time: "Bixia, Lingshan has moved." Bixia Yuanjun only then earned his eyes, a pair of bright eyes revealed firmness and calmness, and said indifferently: "Father doesn't have to worry." Even the spirit treasure came, and his daughter was not afraid of him. ”

Lingbao is the Dharma name of the Great Elder of Lingshan.

The emperor's brows were still tightly locked, and he said: "That spiritual treasure has been facing off against his father for thousands of years, although he has not been able to take any advantage from his father. However, he was able to take care of the extremely barren place of Xitu in an orderly manner, and he also made a huge noise in the Lingshan Holy Realm, which was not easy to match. ”

Bixiao Yuanjun said with a smile: "Father, is this to grow the ambition of others and destroy the prestige of his daughter?" ”

The emperor was so troubled by Bixiao Yuanjun, his tense face was no longer tightened, and he was not angry or laughing, and pointed at Yuanjun and said: "You! And there was no more to it.

The emperor sat down next to him and said seriously, "What are your plans?" The Father knows that you have an opinion, and is unwilling to use the power of the Divine Court. This time you entered the sainthood and intervened for your father, did you already make you unhappy? ”

Bixia Yuanjun shook his head, his eyes were a little confused, and said, "Father is serious." The father loves his daughter so much, and it's too late for her to be happy. How dare you complain about your father? And if it weren't for my father, I'm afraid I would never see him again in this life, and I wouldn't be able to step on the holy road and evolve into a calamity. ”

When the emperor heard Bixia Yuanjun's words, he sighed and said, "Wronged. It's all your mother's fault, if she hadn't provoked that killing god, you wouldn't have fallen so deep. ”

Bixia Yuanjun was dissatisfied: "Father, what did you say! If it weren't for my mother, how could this divine court be today; If it weren't for Uncle Cangjie, how could there be humanity and prosperity today? ”

Seeing that Bixia Yuanjun had a frenzied posture, the emperor quickly diverted the topic: "Don't talk about these old things, now that Lingshan is intervening, how do you deal with this holy path calamity?" ”

Bixia Yuanjun analyzed: "Lingshan has wanted to spread the Dharma eastward for thousands of years but has not been able to obtain it, and now it is not surprising that it is not surprising that it is taking advantage of the opportunity to support the son of the Heavenly Dao, plant believers, and weaken the divine court. From beginning to end, there is only one way for her daughter to be around. ”

The emperor asked, "What way?" ”

"Entangled in the world's Daomen, and fight with Lingshan." Bixia Yuanjun stood up from the futon, heroic and confident.

The emperor was in a trance and asked, "How can the Daomen listen to us?" ”

"In a word. If I become holy, I will protect him for a thousand years."

At that moment, Emperor Dongyue seemed to see the killing god shining at the end of the Middle Ages again, and this self-confidence was just like the spirit of the person who was talking and laughing back then.