Outside the Tushi Palace, the white clouds coiled into a very standard auspicious cloud shape, floating around tirelessly according to a specific trajectory.

The fairy sound has been that tune for thousands of years, and it has been sounding repeatedly.

These scenes are the same as the lives of many immortals and fairy children in the Tushi Palace.

An immortal dressed in a gray and white Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk in his hand was walking out of the door with a few fairy children, and when he saw Zixian, he immediately greeted him and knelt on the ground to salute: "The little immortal didn't know that the immortal was coming, and he didn't look far to meet the immortal and forgive his sins." ”

Zixian was a little embarrassed. She is obviously here to take revenge, and now she is still being greeted on her knees, what is going on?

"Get up, and do whatever you have to do." Zixian came this time just to find trouble with Taishang Laojun, and did not want to be angry with other immortals, so his tone was quite peaceful.

The immortals and fairy children should leave, and only Zixian was left in front of the gate of Tushi Palace.

In order to avoid encountering this kind of trouble again, Zixian cast a stealth spell on himself and sneaked in quietly.

There is no gourd-shaped Dan room, and there is no one in the magnificent hall. Just when Zixian thought that Taishang Laojun was not at home and wanted to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in the air.

Zixian followed the prestige, and saw a transparent building floating in the air, and three big characters could be vaguely seen: Xuanji Pavilion.

Two figures sat in the middle of it, as if arguing about something.

Even if he was far away, Zixian recognized one of the figures as the Jizo King who had saved him in the first place.

Jizo King Bodhisattva? How did he end up here?

As soon as his body was light, the child immortal god floated up to Xuanji Pavilion unconsciously.

The Jizo King Bodhisattva seemed to be a little angry: "Laojun, those goblins are also living beings, how can you use their inner pills to refine the pills?" ”

Taishang Laojun said disapprerovingly: "Fairies are evil things, not to mention that they all came to steal my elixir." If I don't refine them, and next time they come to steal them, are you responsible, Bodhisattva? ”

The king of Jizo was robbed by Taishang Laojun, and gritted his teeth angrily: "You are a strong word!" ”

"Why am I so reasonable? If they dare to come to my Doushi Palace to steal things, they will have to pay the corresponding price. If it weren't for that, I'm afraid my Danfang would have been emptied by the thieves! Taishang Laojun said hatefully.

King Jizo suppressed his anger. took a step back: "Okay, okay, you want to get rid of the demon, I won't stop you, you have to protect your pill." There is nothing wrong with that. But Neidan is the condensation of the demon's lifelong cultivation and creation, how can you keep it for yourself? ”

Taishang Laojun laughed and said, "It's unreasonable for the Bodhisattva to speak. Since I can get rid of demons, I can naturally make use of the valuable things on the monsters. Otherwise, where do you think the aura in those elixirs eaten by the gods of the Heavenly Court comes from? Did I conjure it up out of thin air? ”

"You!" King Jizo pointed at Taishang Laojun and wanted to refute it, but found something "all beings are equal". What "God has the virtue of a good life" seems so pale and powerless at this time.

An extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded beside Taishang Laojun and King Jizo: "Do you mean that if you catch a thief, you will not only kill him, but also embezzle all his family property, right?" ”

Taishang Laojun was startled, and immediately jumped up from the futon he was sitting on, and took a few steps back, looking at Zixian with vigilance.

"Cultivating immortals." King Jizo folded his hands and was about to salute, but was stopped by Zixian with divine power.

Zixian looked at him with a smile: "When did the Bodhisattva become so polite?" ”

King Jizo saw Zisen. The mood inexplicably became extremely good, and even the unhappiness of Fang Cai was forgotten.

There are thousands of words in my heart that I want to say to Zixian, but when the words come to my mouth, they become the **** Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

You know, I'm not polite, but I'm really happy for you. I am more glad than anything else to see your peace and joy.

Zixian shook his head helplessly: "The Bodhisattva doesn't want to talk to me, so I won't talk about it." Anyway, I came here this time to settle accounts with Lao Jun. ”

Taishang Laojun's body trembled, and he reached out to pull out the seven-star sword, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

"Huh. Don't waste it. If I can make you make a mistake in front of me, then I don't have to be the creator god. ”

Zixian said, his fingers hooked slightly, and the seven-star sword flew into Zixian's hand along with the scabbard.

The slender hand grasped the cyan hilt of the sword. With a slight force, the seven-star sword that was as bright as frost and snow was pulled out. Looking closely at the sword body, there are seven tiny spirit stones arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.

That spirit stone fairy knows, it is some scraps left over when Nuwa was refining stones to make up for the sky. Those relatively complete Nuwa stones are currently preserved in the Tiangong Kaiwu Palace.

"That's right, just a few shards of Nuwa Stone. The sage artifact was cast, and Lao Jun was indeed the number one skilled craftsman in the heavenly court. Zixian smiled and admired, but when Taishang Laojun heard it, he felt a chill down his spine.

"Cultivating immortals, if you want to kill or chop, just say it, don't beat around the bush." Taishang Laojun straightened up and plucked up the courage to say.

"Do you think that this immortal really wouldn't dare to kill you?" Zixian squeezed out these words from between his teeth, moved over instantly, and reached out to choke Taishang Laojun's neck.

"Cultivating immortals, be merciful to your subordinates!" King Jizo hurriedly ran over and grabbed Zixian's arm.

"Even you help him?" Zixian looked at King Jizo coldly and asked in a solemn tone.

Zixian's heart was filled with sadness.

Nuwa helped the landing press, and the king of Jizo helped Taishang Laojun. Everyone has someone to help, why doesn't anyone help me Mo Zixian?

"Xiu Fan Shangxian, you misunderstood, I'm not helping him, I don't want you to be in trouble. Do you know that Lao Jun's master is Hongjun Patriarch. King Jizo explained.

"So what? Brother Hongjun has so many apprentices, and he doesn't care too much about him when he thinks about it. Zixian said, the strength in his hand tightened.

Taishang Laojun only felt that his throat was about to be broken, and his breathing became difficult. The fear of death hung over him like a great dark cloud.

This kind of death is not death in the general sense, but permanent. Death at the hands of the creator god has a very small chance of leaving behind the soul.

He wanted to fight back, but he didn't dare. He knew that with Xiufan's current status and strength, if he made a move on her, it would not be effective. Even if he was lucky enough to hurt her, what awaited him would be an even more tragic end.

In order to survive, Taishang Laojun had to use all his strength to squeeze out a few words from his throat: "Shangxian, if you have something to say, as long as you don't kill me, I will promise anything." ”

Zixian slowly let go of him, and Taishang Laojun immediately gasped for breath like a fish out of water.

"Your Jin Dan has saved me twice, and you have saved my sister once, so I left you alive, even if it was settled. But you killed two of my friends, and this account can't be counted! (To be continued.) )