"The juniors of the foreign clan, led by Nangong Confucian, have good qualifications and talents, and if the inner clan hadn't had the support of a few of our old guys, I'm afraid they would have been bullied by them a long time ago," another old man in a purple shirt retorted.

"In that case, why can't they even beat a newly raised pawn, are they deliberately trying to demonstrate to our inner clan?" The old man in gray was obviously not so convincing.

"This?" The old man in the purple shirt saw that the old man in gray was a little annoyed, so he stopped arguing and turned his gaze to Nangong Lao'er.

After all, this matter was provoked by his disciples and grandchildren, so naturally he came out to solve it.

Nangong Weihu's eyes widened, and he seemed to be very angry that the two old guys dragged him in. He shook his cuffs, and said in an indifferent voice: "It's about the seven major families, and it's not that the old man can decide what he wants, so let's express our opinions."

"No matter what Nangong Ru's move is, but Xiao Tian's order must not be obeyed, this is the clan rule drawn up by our master himself, and all the descendants of the seven surnamed families such as me must obey it one by one" Just when several people were arguing, Elder Xuanyuan stepped out and explained in a serious tone.

When a group of people heard this, they all bowed their heads silently, most of them were witnesses when the master made this oath, so they did not dare to disobey the master's order.

Silent.... It lasted for a full cup of tea before they exchanged glances with each other, and finally walked up to the middle-aged man and instructed: "Since the foreign clan sent the Little Heavenly Order, we can't go against the ancestral teachings and recruit three or four generations of disciples to go out and prepare for war."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately got up and retreated, and after that, several old guys walked back and watched the Heavenly Fortune Wheel.

At this time, there had been a huge change in the Heavenly Fortune Wheel and half an hour ago, and I saw those huge Tissots, showing a scenery similar to a mirage, and in the confusion, people had the illusion of seeing through the Heavenly Dao Technique.

Just in the confusion of the eyes of several old guys, a thin figure slowly stepped out of the illusion, he passed through the heavenly palace like an immortal, step by step into the mortal dust, and saw that this old guy was envious and jealous.

"Brother Tianyun Dao is really a man among the immortals," when the man walked from the illusion to reality, a white-bearded old man grabbed his sleeve and said with emotion.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, it's not worth mentioning," the immortal pretended to gesture and said.

"Brother Dao, just now, the heavenly business was in the sky, but the heavenly machine had an epiphany?" Elder Xuanyuan was impatient, and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a little feeling" The undead man immediately smiled mysteriously when he heard this.

When several old men saw the expression of the immortal, they all immediately cheered up, and they all stared at his cheeks.

The immortal was deliberately silent for a while before explaining: "I finally lived up to your trust, and under the deduction of concentration, I have comprehended some heavenly contexts."

"What does the heavens reveal? Do our seven families have a kiss to worry about? Several old men were thoroughly aroused in their curiosity.

"Heavenly Opportunity only foreshadows four words" The immortal waved his hand and said in contemplation again.

"Those four words?".

"Xiao Qi Void," the undead explained, twisting his beard.

"Xiao Qi? Void? Several old men murmured, all of them contemplative. It seems that he is trying his best to understand the pearl of these words.

"Virtual? Could it be? One of the old men looked stunned and horrified.

Soon, several other old men also showed the same expressions. They all remembered a term in their hearts, and that was the Little Void Heaven Realm. But they are the mysteries of the Little Void Heaven Realm, even the children of their own inner clan don't know, how can he be an outsider. Could it be that fortune is so mysterious?

Looking at the shocked performance of these people, the immortal sneered in his heart, and he secretly mocked, a group of old fools. Could it be that Lao Tzu can't guess your true identity when he sees the totem of the little void sky depicted on your sacrifice. In this way, even if you don't believe the first half of the sentence, you will be convinced of the second half.

These words just flashed in the hearts of the undead, and naturally they would not be said in front of the old guy.

"Brother Dao, I don't know how Xiao Qi will explain? We thought about it, and we didn't expect that such a big family would enter the void in a short period of time" An old man seemed to be very worried, took a step forward, and bowed to the immortal.

"This is a heavenly machine that cannot be detected, but according to the celestial phenomena, they seem to have already appeared" The immortal was afraid that these old guys would not be able to imagine it, and deliberately pointed out.

This word Xiao naturally refers to the old Xiao Tou, who was originally hesitant to use what to coax these old guys, after all, he had long lost his ability to deduce the fortune of heaven. Just when he was in a dilemma, his keen sense of hearing knew about Xiao Tianling, so he had a plan and forcibly pulled Lao Xiaotou in, on the one hand, to round his lies, and on the other hand, to take revenge.

"Xiao Zi.... "A few old fellows looked at each other.

"Qi Qi ancestor, the disciple may know" Just when a few old men were unlocking the Xiao character secret machine, a middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed.

"Say it quickly," Elder Xuanyuan immediately urged when he heard this.

"The lord of the newly rising Quartet clan is surnamed Xiao, and he calls himself Old Xiao," the strong man hurriedly replied.

"Old Xiao Tou? Could it be that he is an old monster who has been hidden for thousands of years? The white-bearded old man before frowned slightly.

"It's not.... This old Xiao Tou is only in his twenties," the strong man hurriedly corrected the old man's suspicions.

"What hairy boy?" The white-bearded old man obviously waved his hand impatiently, pushed the strong man out, and said angrily: "You kid even dare to come and play with the old ancestor?" ”。

The strong man hurriedly knelt on his knees, kowtowed continuously, and said, "The little one doesn't dare, the little one doesn't dare, offend the ancestor", he banged his head with a bang, but he didn't get the old man's understanding.

He snorted coldly and said, "Go and find out, besides the Quartet Clan, there are any other big clans that have recently risen, especially to find out if there are any of them surnamed Xiao, especially the kind of old ghost who has lived for hundreds of years."

"Disciple commanded" The strong man immediately got up from the ground and rushed down the mountain in a panic.

Looking at the back of the strong man, the immortal sighed with a wry smile, and said in his heart: "I have named myself like this, but these old people don't believe it, but it's no wonder, how can they put a newly rising mortal family in their eyes, let alone deter the safety of the Little Void Heaven Realm."

However, when he said it, it was like water spilled out, and the immortal could only bite those two words.

As for what kind of misinterpretation of Xiao Zi will end up, that is not something he can control.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, the immortal took the initiative to say goodbye to a few old guys, and he had to go to the Tianmen Sect to deal with some affairs. Now the Heavenly Gate Sect is the most chaotic time, and he must use thunder means to calm down some strange voices inside the Heavenly Gate.

The Heavenly Dao is invisible, but the Heavenly Dao at this time is truly presented in the second life eye.

It was a spiral with a jewel-like sheen.

He descended from a massive fault layer of the five-element gradient in the form of a waterfall, and everything was like a jewel set in this silver-white carpet.

The wonderful spiral constructed by matter gives it an artistic beauty.

This is the unique perspective of the super plane, which can see through the reincarnation of the heavenly path that all things follow.

It's just that the second life is not in the mood to appreciate the so-called reincarnation of all things at this time.

His green eyes radiated a cold murderous aura, and in the center of his eyebrows, the light of the primordial god was pushing forward with all his might.

As the light of his primordial spirit brightened, the Heavenly Dao also seemed to unfold layer by layer, and the parallel worlds that were connected to each other were like flower rolls intertwined into a complex bow-shaped channel in front of him, and the second life pressed his fingers on the center of his eyebrows, and the power of annihilation swirled around his body, forming an opposite mirror image in the blink of an eye, connecting with that channel. Eventually, it seemed to become a door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the door behind him turned into a myriad of strange lines, like a person walking in a surreal picture.

One step of heaven, one step of heaven and hell, countless parallel universes of various colors alternately appeared on his cold cheeks. It also makes the second life not look like a human face, and it adds a little unreal.

The light of the primordial god always blocked a gravitational lens in front of the second life, and he could see through this huge mirror the picture under the interweaving of countless material worlds and heavenly daos. Countless parallel materials are intertwined with each other, and each other is confined to their respective gradients by a certain line trajectory, like a boundless bond entwining those crystals in it, constructing a feast of material art.

The second life has no human emotions, and he loses his appreciation of art, all of which is silent for him. But it didn't take long for a subtle change to appear on his originally petrified face. It's like seeing a human expression on top of a rock.

Before the smile on the corner of the second life's mouth could take shape, he saw an illusory figure float in front of him. It was dressed in a purple dress, and held a hole flute in her hand, and she opened her lips lightly, and the corners of her mouth flowed with beautiful rhythms. There is no space medium here, but her rhythm spreads so clearly to every corner.

It's still a heart mantra, and Second Life hasn't heard this kind of beautiful music that can make him forget about killing and chasing that obsession in the depths of his soul for several years. Only at this moment is his heart the most peaceful and quiet. He listened quietly, as before, and strode over to the woman, and sat side by side with her. Then he closed his eyes like a child, and the sweet smile on his lips completely bloomed on his cold cheeks.

The woman also bowed her head slightly at this time, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar cheeks of the young man, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. If she could have such a good time with him before her soul was gone, she felt that life was worth it.

The woman's eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence, and her thoughts seemed to return to the small hillside outside Zaiqingyang City with the rhythm of the music. At that time, he was also lying on his shoulder, unconscious. The sun shone on his distinctive, attractive cheeks, and she looked stupid.

The woman didn't know why she was so obsessed with him, as if at that moment, she and he had traveled through several lifetimes of lovers, and at this moment they finally met each other again. It's just that he didn't have any good feelings for him at that time, otherwise she wouldn't be heartbroken and turn to Moyin for help.

As for the aftermath, she finally pried open his heart hidden under the ice, but she was already helpless and became a slave of the magic sound.

At that time, the woman was still very happy, at least her emotions were finally rewarded. Even if she was to accompany him forever as a demon slave and expel the demonic nature in her heart for him, she was satisfied, and she dared to ask for more. However, Second Life is desperate to rebuild his body.

Although she is a magic voice, she can still use her senses, so she knows very well what Second Life has done for herself. also knows that he has finally become a magic voice with no possibility of resurrection. She wasn't too sad about it, but she was glad that she could always be by his side with the help of the magic sound.

However, an accident deprived her of the last chance to accompany him. Her soul was sealed within the Magic Sound, and she could no longer communicate with the outside world, and that time was her loneliest, most helpless moment, wandering alone within the Magic Sound, with no time, no space, no darkness and light, she was like a forgotten ghost.

What's even more sad is that she doesn't even have a way to end such a meaningless existence, she can only wait in endless loneliness, relying on memories to remember those beautiful things. Among them, the most unforgettable thing for her and unable to let go of is the second life. She repeated that face in her mind again and again. At first, she was content with the memories, but as time passed, she began to realize a terrible result. That was her memory being forgotten little by little, and it might not be long before she could no longer remember that cheek. Her heart was full of despair, full of anger, but she couldn't suppress the power of time, and in the end she really lost that face, she only had a vague human face in her mind, and she couldn't cry out loudly, trying to get him back, but the memory was still passing.

It wasn't until she couldn't save even that silhouette that the woman despaired, and she was now like a soulless ghost, wandering around the world of demonic sounds, until one day, a silvery-white beam of light pierced through her lonely world, and a twilight voice sounded in the depths of her soul.

"Once you become the soul of the Demon Sound, you will never be able to leave the Demon Sound Body, unless you can bear the Demon Sky Tribulation for one person, then you can have a chance to choose again, and now that you have broken through the Demon Sky Tribulation, you can have a chance to choose to be reborn."

"Rebirth? Then we can meet," the Demon Sound Fairy was slightly stunned, and then said in an excited tone.

"What, haven't you forgotten him?" The man's tone was surprised.

"He? I can't remember anymore," the Magic Sound Fairy frowned before she snorted.

(End of chapter)