"Yikes!"

"Yikes!"

"Yikes!"

As the sun fell, the golden crow, which emitted infinite light and heat, gradually converged its light and became gentle.

The golden sunlight illuminates the entire Tianxuan Holy Land, and under the pattern of a hundred dragons playing with pearls, the current Tianxuan Holy Land no longer has the twilight of the past, even if it is in the sunset, it still exudes a vigorous vitality.

Hundreds, young people of all ages, dressed in snow-white and white, stood in the square of the Tianxuan Holy Land, letting out a crisp shout.

One after another, the pure and vast blood qi condensed and formed, soaring into the sky, and the brilliant and dazzling colorful glow was torn apart.

A Tianxuan Holy Land powerhouse stood on the steps in front of the main hall, staring at everything in the square, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

All are good seedlings!

In just a few years, there are more than a dozen disciples of the Dao Palace realm, and those left over from the older generation, as well as dozens of monks who have broken into the dragon, and even Sendai.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed!

Within five years, the Tianxuan Holy Land had tilted the resources accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years towards this group of disciples.

These disciples, who are worthy of being carefully selected elites, have worked hard one by one after instilling the Holy Son's set of concepts of being prepared for danger in times of peace.

Although the palace has not yet been restored, and the sea of wheels is not as grand as the dog, there is already hope for the rise.

Rumble!

Hundreds of disciples practiced the Xuanji Daoshu of the Tianxuan Holy Land, and the wisps of pure Dao rhyme and Dao were permeated.

After the final punch, the disciples paused at the same time.

"Alright, let's all go down and rest!"

"Yes!"

Hundreds of disciples who had cultivated to the advanced level of cultivation responded in unison, deafeningly, and dispersed separately and left the square.

Some acquaintances, got together with each other.

Even in the past few years, the Tianxuan Holy Land has always instilled in them the idea that they are in danger and need unity.

But between people, there will always be estrangement because of intimacy.

Some elite disciples are inevitably sought after by ordinary disciples, while fellow elite disciples will inevitably become hostile.

This is unavoidable.

The high-level of the Tianxuan Holy Land restrained this, but did not stop it.

The emergence of appropriate competition is not a good thing!

Creak!

Seeing the hope of the future leave in front of him, Li Ming turned around and pushed open the door of the main hall behind him and stepped into the main hall.

On the throne of the main hall, Ming Xiaoyang, who was wearing a snow-white dragon pattern costume and three thousand silver long hair tied up with a golden crown, did not have the posture that a person at the helm of the Holy Land should have, and sat lazily on the throne.

makes people wonder if his bones have been pulled out.

Swish!

Seeing the scoundrel appearance of his own holy son, Rao is Li Ming has seen it countless times over the years, and he still can't help but jump out of the corners of his eyes.

Please, Your Highness the Holy Son, even if you know everything and know everything, why don't you pay attention to your image and care about your demeanor as the ruler of the Tianxuan Holy Land?

Although he wanted to shout like this, Li Ming couldn't do it, because he knew very well that his holy son would never care what others thought of him.

It's as if he doesn't have a heart at all, he does whatever he wants, and rarely pours out his feelings.

To be precise, Li Ming wasn't even sure how much the other party had feelings for the Tianxuan Holy Land!

"Holy Son." Coming to the throne without turning a deaf ear, Li Ming arched his hand and saluted Ming Xiaoyang.

"Uncle Li," Ming Xiaoyang raised his eyelids, glanced at the figure standing in front of him, and asked lazily, "What's the matter?" ”

"Haven't all those disciples been doing well recently, and nothing strange has happened to the Taichu Ancient Mine!"

"It seems that the major forces bordering my Tianxuan Holy Land will not easily come to the door and grant people to merge, right?"

"Holy Son." Li Ming's heart squeaked, but he still couldn't hide anything from him, and said with a wry smile, "What the old man wants to say is not this matter." ”

"It's something else!"

"Since that incident, my Tianxuan Holy Land has never had a proper helmsman, let alone a saint."

"I don't know, can the Holy Son choose a holy woman?"

His own son is uninhibited and doesn't care about anything.

Why don't you find him a Taoist companion, it should be able to add some affection to him to the Holy Land, right?

This is the method that Li Mingwei Yi and the others discussed after seeing that everything in the Tianxuan Holy Land was on the right track.

"Holy Maiden?" Ming Xiaoyang, who was still in a daze just now, quickly returned to normal and stood up, "Uncle Shi, are you joking with me?" ”

"Isn't the Holy Daughter of the Son alive?"

Swish!

Li Ming's gentle face instantly became gloomy, and his fists clenched.

The Ancient Forbidden Land, for the Tianxuan Holy Land, is an indelible pain!

The heritage accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, countless acquaintances, all died in it, and even the contemporary saint - Tianxuan Holy Maiden Xiayi was controlled by the existence in the ancient forbidden land, and became a desolate slave who could not help herself and was half-immortal!

Even though several years had passed since the incident, and new hope had appeared in the Tianxuan Holy Land, the knot in his heart was not so easy to unravel.

"The saint is still alive, so who is the saint?" Ming Xiaoyang didn't seem to see Li Ming's face at all, he put his hands behind his back, and his tone was extremely solemn, "From now on, if you fail to recapture the Holy Maiden for a day, there will never be a new Holy Maiden in the Tianxuan Holy Land!" ”

A sharp sword-like gaze fell on Li Ming, "This is the decision of this Holy Son, and it will become the highest goal of the Tianxuan Holy Land!" ”

"Yes, Son." Li Ming, who was full of worries, was affected by the arrogance in Ming Xiaoyang's words, and said in a deep voice.

Click!

Ming Xiaoyang raised one hand, five outstretched fingers pinched, and there was a crisp sound of bones, "Uncle Shi, sooner or later, this Holy Son will make the existence in the Ancient Forbidden Land pay a heavy price and pay a heavy price to the countless undead in my Tianxuan Holy Land!" ”

Li Ming nodded heavily, fully agreeing with Ming Xiaoyang's words.

………………

Trample! Trample! Trample!

Outside the hall, there was a sudden sound of crisp footsteps.

In the voice, there was an unconcealable urgency!

Bang Dang!

The door of the temple was pushed open, and a young man with a somewhat childish face rushed into the temple, and reported in a panic:

"Meet the Holy Son, Elder Taishang, outside, outside......"

"What's going on?" Li Ming frowned and said dissatisfied.

"It's nothing, it's just a guest." Ming Xiaoyang smiled softly and took over the conversation meaningfully.

"Five years, more than five years, Ben Shengzi still thought that she would never appear in front of Ben Shengzi. Unexpectedly, she actually came! ”

"It seems that this holy son is not unpopular at all, isn't it?"

"Holy Son, what are you talking about?" Li Ming asked puzzled.

Ming Xiaoyang's figure flashed, returned to his throne again, and laughed: "Uncle Li, you go out on my behalf to welcome your guests!" ”

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