"Don't worry, I'll go back to the East China Sea later."

The extreme of the East China Sea is a place full of spiritual energy, the source of life, and the most suitable for general cultivation.

"The subordinates retired."

The East China Sea is not the sea.

Looking into the distance, the mountains are undulating, and the mulberry elm is in the evening, hazy and faint. Occasionally, there are birds flying sideways, spreading their wings.

This is an illusion.

The illusion of the East China Sea is set up by the ancestors of the Kaishi, mottled and separated, and the truth is unknown. Those who are not strong in their hearts are often lost in it and return in vain. Therefore, since its founding, in the heavens and on the ground, countless demons and immortals have wanted to find out one or two, but no one has succeeded.

Thirty-three days are no exception.

"Venerable, the Lord has not returned, the Lord might as well leave first, the Lord has returned, I will wait for the first thirty-three days to report."

At the end of the East China Sea, the servants guarding the taboo place saw that the Venerable Venerable was coming for thirty-three days, but the master was not there, and no one could open the forbidden door. The status of the Supreme is noble, and it is not appropriate to sit and wait here.

"It's okay, you guys get busy first."

The Superior is here, how can they only care about themselves? Since the time when the ancestor broke off his contacts with the fairy world, for many years, few people have set foot in the extreme capital of the East China Sea. Now that he is the thirty-three day old Ancestor, it is naturally a great thing for these immortals who are only a thousand years old. How dare they treat them casually, for a while, the atmosphere is frozen.

The Venerable Patriarch couldn't wait patiently, so he gently pulled his sleeves and twisted a mantra slowly, wanting to go in first and wait.

"If you want to wait, it's the little fairy who is not strict in discipline."

As soon as he fell into the pole of the East China Sea, he felt the rare immortal aura of the immortal family. Although he hadn't seen him for 10,000 years, he still remembered the breath.

That's the person he doesn't want to see.

He never thought that one day this ancestor would become a person he didn't want to see, if it is true that the things in this world have their own fixed number, I am afraid that his ancestor will not be able to do anything.

The Venerable Ancestor lightly strooped the hand of the twisted trick and paused.

When I looked up, I saw the smoke-rain colored robe, with a slender posture, tugging at the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling.

"You changed the mantra."

He has the secret to the East China Sea, and he remembers it clearly.

As soon as he tried, he knew.

"My place is too remote, but it is really a sin to bother the Venerable Ancestor to think about it......"

"Venerable!?"

The Supreme Ancestor didn't like the mouth that was forcing him to leave.

"Venerable, please put down your master!"

When the Thirty-Three-Day Emperor saw that the Venerable One of the thirty-three days was hurting people in front of the Gate of the East China Sea, he naturally would not sit idly by.

The ancestor set three admonitions for the extreme of the East China Sea: respect for thirty-three days, and the well water does not interfere with the river water; The extreme of the East China Sea, the life of the Lord is above all else; When the two contradict each other, abandon one protector.

This admonition has been passed down from generation to generation.

Although the East China Sea is not as strong as the aura of the 33-day period, it is grand and beautiful, but the admonition must not be forgotten!

"Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

The above ancestors scattered out the aura of punishment from all over their bodies, and they came towards them.

The extreme of the East China Sea now only has some scattered immortals, and their cultivation is less than a thousand years, and they can't stand the erosion of the spiritual power of the ancestors, and the few cultivators are desperate to disperse their souls.

No one will return.

"Presumptuous! You can know ......"

The Heavenly Palace heard that it was rare for the angry ancestor to see a fierce speech.

"Venerable, it's been more than 100,000 years, hasn't this problem changed?"

He was bound by spiritual power and broke free.

When will it be changed?

Tearing off the shackles of spiritual power, Nian Jue raised his hand to meet it, relieving the spiritual power erosion of the scattered immortals.

"If you don't want to be a guest or an enemy, the East China Sea is also very welcome!"

"You know why I'm like that."

Yes, of course he does.

"If it is entrusted by the deceased, the deceased has passed away, and it cannot be counted."

Where this old man is referring to, his ancestor naturally knows that the two of them did not have to be in one place that day, although the ancestor and the ancestor are both dragons, but the difference between the place of birth is not a millimeter, if it is not intentional, he will not be in the same place with the ancestor.

With the mercy of the ancestor, he pressed step by step, without giving in, and pushed the ancestor out of the curfew, and the extreme immortals of the East China Sea were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"You have to spoil yourself like this?!"

When he was young and frivolous, he hated this body the most, just because this was the law he struggled to maintain. More than 100,000 years of cultivation is not enough to support the Fa Phase!?

"Rubbish? Shangzun said with a smile, thirty-three days of heavy affairs, Xiaoxian will not be respectful. ”

The Venerable Ancestor saw that he was smiling again, slightly mocking.

"You speak well to me!"

From the first time he saw him, he was so yin and yang, pretending to tell him that it was useless!

"Where has all your spiritual power gone?!"

Heaven and earth are like them, the sun and the moon can benefit from the aura, and there is no big obstacle to cultivating the law and practicing the qi.

"Lost."

"You!"

I was really angry, and I threw him out with the aura as a bind.

This is the second time!?

It's addictive, isn't it?

"Okay, if you let me talk to you well, then I'll make it clear to you today!"

Reaching out to wipe away the bright red that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he flicked the gray stain on the corner of his clothes.

"You?!"

He had just become angry, lost his sense of proportion, and forgot that he could not afford it.

"Venerable Ancestor, my ancestor and the Pole of the East China Sea are not with you for thirty-three days, but thinking of the common people in the world and blessings for all generations, Fang and the heavenly court have achieved that today's well water does not interfere with the river water."

"You go, don't come in the future."

pinched a trick back to the pole of the East China Sea.

"We are incompetent, so I pray that the Lord will punish us."

In front of the East China Sea, there is a water guarding the door and scattering immortals.

"What is the disparity in spiritual power? Go down first. ”

Now, if you can beat that person, I am afraid that I will not find a second one in heaven and earth, how can I blame them for their incompetence.

What do you think of those useless things?

"I'm going to retreat for a while, and if I come back, I'm going to turn it down.

"Yes."

If there is an order to pass it down, naturally he does not dare to slack off.

The access control at the extreme of the East China Sea has been lowered, and this side is still blocking the people of the Heavenly Palace.

Whatever it is, it's blocked.

These things

, he has seen it in all texts. The ancestor blasted the ancestor out, and there was no one to accompany him except for the scattered immortals who guarded the door.

Fan Wen looked at the ancestor who entered this banquet with the son of the ghost emperor of Xudu, and he felt that he couldn't breathe, when did he need to shrink his sense of existence so small, and even wanted others to remember to look at him at a glance.

He is the god of creation between heaven and earth, whether it is the original body or the incarnation, he is a unique scenery in the world, but this matter, except for himself, others agree with it.

When he entered the palace of the new year, he saw the ancestor for the first time, and he made up his mind to be here.

Those years were the happiest days for him in all mortal languages. At that time, the hall was not as deserted as the East China Sea, and there were still servants with him. Ancestor Zun's favorite is Fang Qing, a giant beast that has become an immortal in the Heavenly Realm, and the Hall of Immortal Age is also taken care of by him in many ways.

"Elder Fang, this is the scattered immortal in the newly divided New Year Palace, please show me."

Fang Lao is the steward in the palace of the year, with profound mana, and he is fair and strict.

"Oh, there are newcomers in the temple of the new year, okay, arrange a place to live with them, and teach them the rules."

The temple of the year did not decline at the beginning, since the ancestor and the ancestor disagreed, this heavenly realm is to change the direction of the wind, is to learn the world's such pickled methods, to do that kind of thing, the ancestor in this heavenly realm, except for the few people in the palace of the year, and the thirty-three ancestors who are with him and the patriarch of the phoenix clan in the heavenly realm Ning Hui hall, there is no more, after that, the number of people in the temple is decreasing, this thousand years, there is gradually no immortal god willing to come again, Now even cultivators are like this, and the Heavenly Realm is really not the original Immortal Realm.

"Elder Fang, I'm here, but there's only one person."

The scattered immortals of the report were at a loss.

Because there has been no scattered immortals here for a long time, he passed this on as good news, hoping to make the master happy.

"It's okay, bring someone with you."

Their minds, how he didn't know, were all children who thought about others.

"Yes! I heard that this person's foundation and life are all of the highest quality. ”

"Oh, really?"

Having taken care of the affairs of the island, he came to the retreat.

Today is more than a month after the retreat, and I want to come and practice with it, so I can present it.

"Fang Qing, what's the matter?"

The Lord is as white as the moon, his eyebrows are stretched, and his spiritual power is full.

"Lord, now it's time to get out."

Yes, he's going to the Ghost Country.

At that time, the underworld had not yet been established.

Put the Lingfei Sword in the warehouse bag, and tie the Dongzhu around your waist.

"Don't worry."

He had to go to this ghost country here, and now there was nothing he needed in this heavenly realm, and since he was holding the title of one of the supreme beings, he naturally couldn't stand by and watch the many matters in the three realms.

"Congratulations to the master."

He wasn't worried. if

Tens of thousands of years ago, he might have been, but now he never worried. It's just because he is now taking care of the overall situation and thinking about Zhou.

"Lord, take him with you, it's easier on the road."

Fang Qing pushed the scattered immortal who had just entered this hall to the ancestor of the year.

"Hmm."

This is a child with clean eyes.

The breath is clean and thorough, with fairy roots.

"This is the ascending scattered immortals, although this matter is urgent, no one can take care of it on the road."

"Okay."

Everything was ready, and the wind was in the air, but when he saw that the child was in the same place, he must have not learned the art of resisting the wind.

"Come on."

With him, a wind to accompany him, on the way, someone behind him gently and timidly pulled the corner of the clothes, thinking that the first time to resist the wind is not very reassuring.

When he first learned to resist the wind, because he was born in this land of the sea of stars, he was born with the technique, so he didn't know how to teach this scattered immortal learner the art of resisting the wind.

Before arriving at the ghost country, you need to travel to a dark sand city.

In the sand city, there is nothing floating.

It's a city that's constantly falling.

The wind is here, and the rest can only be walked to, but fortunately, it is not very far, and it can be done in two days.

"Cover your mouth and nose with this."

The flying things in the sand city contain a gloomy atmosphere.

He didn't need to eat grain, but he fed on aura. Spiritual energy gathers everywhere in heaven and earth, and only the ghost country is missing, and the ghost country is turbid and vigorous, which is not suitable for qi cultivation.

But he was defenseless. But the child around him should not accompany him to endure such suffering.

Fan Wen knew that most of the Lord's trip was in the future.

"Thank you, Lord, that I'm going to buy water and food."

The first words along the way.

"Boss, give us some food and water."

Take out the coins in the bag and hand them to the boss.

I have walked in the world, and I know that I exchange things for things, pay coins, and exchange them for income.

"Okay, take it well."

Pack up the food and water and set off again.

"From the world?"

"Hmmm......"

Well, he replied very uncertainly.

But he absolutely did not lie.

Even though he was a peacock at that time, he was also a peacock clan that had not yet been named the second in the bird clan by the fairy world, and they still gathered in that human realm that day.

Therefore, he never deceived the ancestors.

When he remembered, he was still in the world, but after a few years, their peacock clan was named the god of the bird clan. In this way, I was able to enter this fairy world.

He didn't lie to him.

This body spiritual root, which can be cultivated in the world, must have an excellent destiny if you want to come.

I'm afraid this is the reason why Fang Qing sent him to follow.

"Name?"

"Van Wen."

"Why did you come to the New Year's Palace?"

If you are talented, staying anywhere in the thirty-three days of the immortal realm is the right path in the eyes of ordinary people compared to the Nian Palace.

"I love it here."

Only the eyes are left on the face, and the love in the sparkle is not fake.

I like it, if I don't like it one day.

"Lord?"

"Let's hurry."

The violent spirit of this ghost country continues unabated.

will

Dongzhu threw it to Fan Wen, who was crumbling behind him.

"Take it."

"Lord, I can't ...... Dongzhu"

Dongzhu is such a precious thing, how can it be used on him?

Even if the foundation is good, if you allow the spirit of the ghost country to erode, the result will only be an early death.

"Have you asked Fang Qing?"

"Never."

Really.

Give him a look to accept it, and see him carefully tucked away in his purse on his waist.

"After you go back, you go to Fang Qing's place and ask the reason."

"Yes."

"Lightbearer, tell him I'm coming."

Along the way, the ghost is full of spirits, and the bright crimson that comes to the face, before the text can adapt, a chicken flies out in the bright glow.

He wasn't dazzled, a sleepy-eyed.

It's fancy, it's fancy.

The rooster made the messenger of light.

This was the ghost kingdom at that time, there were no such kings of the underworld, and there was no ghost emperor of Xudu who was standing on top of this hall now, let alone the ten halls of Yan Jun.

At that time, there was no more than a barren mountain on the left, and an untransformed human form of the Sun Star King.

These are just some things like Chen Sesame and Rotten Grain, he would not have thought of such details in ordinary words, but today he suddenly met this person who couldn't wait for a long time, and his heart was excited, but he didn't dare to take one more step.

So I had to be here, thinking about the past, and talking about comfort.

"Master, can you still support it?"

The people beside Wen naturally knew that the master around him was unwell, and if it weren't for the master's insistence, they wouldn't have forced the master to do it.

"It doesn't matter."

There are others standing here, and there is his blood in his body to sustain him, how can he let himself fall here?

When he came, he looked forward to it.

(End of chapter)