"What is this place?"

The old man in the green robe stood up suddenly, as if he had woken up from his sleep, and looked around with a shocked expression at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the surroundings were white, as if I was in a sea of clouds, even with the cultivation of the old man in the green robe, he couldn't see the scenery three feet away.

"Who is the master, please show up and see ......"

The old man in the green robe took a deep breath and shouted loudly in all directions.

The old man in the green robe is a top master in the rivers and lakes, but now someone took advantage of him to sleep and unknowingly moved him to other places, how could the old man in the green robe not be shocked in his heart?

Normally, even in his sleep, there is absolutely no one who can get close to him, let alone move him to another place.

As the old man in the green robe finished speaking, a golden color fell from the sky, the rolling white clouds gradually retreated, and a palace loomed in the clouds and mist.

The palace is surrounded by white clouds, full of energy, and golden light, just like the legendary heavenly palace.

In front of the hall, a white figure could be faintly seen, standing there proudly with his hands in his hands.

"There is such a person in the world......

The white figure slowly turned around, and the old man in the blue robe finally saw the other party's face clearly.

Even though the old man in the green robe has read countless people, he has to secretly praise at this time, there is such a person with such a temperament and outstanding spirit in the world.

The young man in white looked about eighteen years old, with an extremely handsome face, long black and vertical hair, oblique and straight sword eyebrows, slender black eyes, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure, cold and arrogant but noble temperament, independent like a fairy god who was proud of all beings.

This old man in the green robe is none other than the top martial arts master of the previous generation, the previous head of the Gusu Murong family-Murong Bo.

Today happened to be his illness, hiding in a secret place in Songshan to rest, but he didn't expect that when he came to his senses, he found that he had come here inexplicably.

"White Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor, the immortals care for me, and the hair is ...... to be immortal"

Looking up at the immortal hall suspended in the air in front of him, like a heavenly palace, and looking at the white-clothed Taoist standing in front of the hall, Murong Bo somehow suddenly appeared in his mind with such a poem.

However, at this moment, the white-clothed Taoist smiled indifferently, like a spring breeze blowing across the earth.

"If you can come to the Taixuan Palace of Qiyun Mountain out of the body, it means that you have a relationship with the poor road, and according to the rules, the poor road can satisfy your wish!"

"Wish?"

"Not bad! Any wish, even immortality. ”

"In the next life, my lifelong wish is to recover Dayan!"

The sentence that the amount is small and not a gentleman, and that he is not poisonous and not a husband can probably be used as a portrayal of Murong Bo.

As a descendant of Emperor Xianbei, Murong Bo's lifelong wish is to restore the country, and he can pay any price, even his own life, for the restoration of the country.

Between immortality and restoration, Murong Bo chose to return to the country without hesitation.

The white-clothed Taoist glanced at Murong Bo unexpectedly, and after a moment of silence, he said.

"Within six months, there will be war in all countries."

"Is that true?"

Murong Bo was shocked when he heard this, if there was really a war in various countries, the Murong clan might really have a chance to rise.

In fact, the Murong clan has been preparing to rebel for many years, but unfortunately there has never been a chance.

Although there would be small frictions between the Great Song Dynasty and the Western Xia from time to time, both sides were relatively restrained, and there was no real war, so the Murong clan naturally had no chance.

"The immortals atone for their sins, and there is no doubt about the meaning of the immortals."

Murong Bo came to his senses in an instant, the white-clothed Taoist in front of him was very likely to be an immortal, wouldn't his questioning make the immortal unhappy?

"Poor Dao has calculated the heavenly opportunity for you, the Great Song Dynasty, Western Xia and Tubo and other countries, there will be war within half a year, as for whether you can seize the opportunity, it depends on yourself, your wish Poor Dao has been satisfied, you can leave."

The white-clothed Taoist waved his hand lightly, and Murong Bo suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and when it was dark in front of him, he opened his eyes again and found that he had returned to Songshan.

"It turned out to be a dream ......"

In a hidden cave somewhere in Songshan, Murong Bo stood up suddenly, and then came to his senses, it turned out that he was just dreaming just now.

"This dream is really real......

Everything he experienced in the dream was vivid, but suddenly Murong Bo's body stiffened, because he found that he had an inexplicable extra token in his hand.

The token as a whole is golden, half a palm in size, and is engraved with two ancient characters, Taixuan.

Murong Bo suddenly remembered something, he remembered that the immortal seemed to have said that Qiyun Mountain Taixuan Palace, looking at the Taixuan Token in his hand, a trace of inexplicable gleam flashed in Murong Bo's eyes.

"Is everything that just happened true?"

Murong Bo's heart was extremely shocked, in this way, there are really immortals in the world?

He is also a top master, although he does not dare to say that he is invincible in the world, but there are few people on the rivers and lakes who can be defeated.

Even in his sleep, it was absolutely impossible for someone to approach him silently, let alone stuff a token in his hand.

And it seems that the only ones who can do all this are immortals.

"Half-year ......"

Murong Bo muttered to himself, because if everything was true, it meant that in half a year, there would inevitably be wars in the countries, and it would be the best time for the Murong clan to rise.

Thinking of this, Murong Bo couldn't sit still any longer.

His lifelong wish was to restore the country, and he was not unprepared all these years, and secretly built an army.

Although the number of troops was not large, only 5,000 men, they all practiced martial arts, and they were quite ordinary 20,000 soldiers.

…………

Qiyun Mountain, Taixuan Palace.

In the golden palace, Feng Rui sat cross-legged, recovering the mana consumed.

Whether it was the immortals encountered by the Divine Sect or the immortals encountered by Murong Bo, it was naturally him who cast spells and pretended.

In fact, it's not a pretense, it's just a spell, and the original god sneaks into the other party's dream.

Moreover, it is not only Shenzong and Murong Bo, but also the lord of Western Xia and Tubo...... Wait, as long as the forces that have the opportunity to unify the world, Feng Rui will use spells to sneak into their dreams.

It stands to reason that with Feng Rui's current cultivation, there is no need to stay in the Heavenly Dragon Plane at all, after all, the aura of the Heavenly Dragon Plane is thin, and even the most basic cultivation is difficult to satisfy Feng Rui.

The reason why Feng Rui came in person was mainly to experiment and see if he could let He's Bi be promoted to the next level.

"Sect Master, Song Shenzong has already set off."

Outside the palace, a foundation building stage disciple suddenly walked in, Feng Rui did not come to the Heavenly Dragon Plane alone, he followed him to the Heavenly Dragon Plane, there was also a foundation building period disciple and ten Qi cultivation period disciples.

The Heavenly Dragon Plane is only a low-level martial plane, and one Foundation Building Stage disciple and ten Qi Cultivation Stage disciples are enough to suppress it.

Feng Rui slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the foundation building stage disciple.

"Let's go as planned!"

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )