The time of the fall of Emperor Yunxiao I was in the 273rd year of the Dark Tribulation, when the Heavenly Court still ruled the heavens and suppressed all luck. Oriental Reading Network

In addition to him, Ling Xiaotian also has five imperial guards, and there are many ancient powers in the thirty-three heavens and outer heavens.

According to common sense, even if it was shrouded in darkness, in just two hundred years, there were so many Heavenly Court top immortals to stabilize their luck, how could this heaven and earth be so troubled?

Qingyunxian's poem hides a mystery, which seems to be expressing his intentions, but in fact it is conveying some secrets.

The blue sky has changed, the fairy gate is banned, the thorns are bumpy, and the heavenly pool is covered with dust!

What is the blue sky, it refers to the heavenly court that controls the heavens. The ban on the immortal gate should refer to the severance of the road to heaven.

As for the Heavenly Pool, there was only one place in the Immortal Realm, and that was the place where the Heavenly Palace of the Great Emperor of the Arctic Heavenly Purple Micro was located, which was one of the top Cave Heaven Blessed Lands of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Heavens.

"Tsk, this immortal also makes this sour water poem, I don't understand any mystery. What about the authority of ordinary dynasties, where can you become an immortal and be happy. ”

Fuji Tiger's tiger face crumpled into a ball, and he glanced at the words of the tablet a few times and lost interest.

"Shut up! Fuji Hu, didn't you see that the eldest master was closing his eyes and meditating, don't disturb the eldest master's enlightenment. ”

Wong Tai Sin slapped the giant tiger head of the vine tiger, signaling him to stop making a sound.

For an hour, Emperor Yunxiao stood by the lotus pond with his eyes closed, his thoughts integrated into the giant monument, and he repeatedly pondered the artistic conception and information of the poem.

Suddenly, Emperor Yunxiao opened his eyes, and two sharp swords shot out, directly cutting off the three-foot green lotus in the distance, and the pink lotus flower fell, splashing a slight splash.

"Lan Sha, did the green lotus under your seat become an immortal in the mortal realm, it really has a bit of understanding! This king wants to see where the thorns and bumps you are talking about are sacred!"

Di Yunxiao muttered a few times in his heart, and then got up and beckoned to a few people.

"Master, have you enlightened here?"

Although Huang Daxian is not in tune on weekdays, he is actually a shrewd master, he sniffed out the sharp arrogance from Emperor Yunxiao's body, and it seems that the eldest lord has a strong fighting spirit after reading the monument.

"Enlightenment, right, break the shackles, the way of the origin of heaven and earth!"

With a loud smile, Emperor Yunxiao walked directly towards the depths of the mist.

Yi Daojun's eyes flashed, and he glanced back at the monument of the lotus pond, but he was suddenly surprised to find that the central position of the lotus pond was empty.

How is this possible, there is obviously a stone tablet just now!

When he wanted to turn around to check, the fog gradually rose, and even the lotus pond completely disappeared without a trace, which frightened the Winged Demon King a lot, and quickly turned around and left with Di Yunxiao.

Not long after groping in the mist, a magnificent temple appeared in front of them, and the book:

The First House: The Front Hall of the Morning Class!

The gate of the palace has long been pushed open, and the two three-high stone lions at the entrance of the palace look down, their eyes are cold, as if they are hunting, and the posture of culling is vaguely revealing the demeanor of the king of the grassland.

"These two stone lions are supposed to be puppets, but they have just been triggered and blocked by someone. ”

Di Yunxiao glanced up at the two stone lions, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.

"It seems that someone has already broken in before us, and can instantly freeze the movements of the two gatekeeper lions, at least it is a monk at the peak level of the Quasi-Dao Monarch. ”

Wong Tai Sin took out a jade bottle from his rag bag, poured out some powder and blew it around.

A special crystal powder dispersed, and dozens of illusory figures swept through the haze, and after a few breaths, an even larger body also rushed through the door of the Dust Hall.

"The monks of the Kunpeng Clan, and it seems that there is also a Dao Monarch-level powerhouse that has been lurking behind their team. ”

Putting away the jade bottle, Wong Tai Sin's face became solemn.

"Hmm, Huang Xiao, I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon for backtracking, you have made a contribution. Tsk, a shadow demon, or a shadow demon at the Dao Monarch level, is rare!"

Di Yunxiao chuckled, directly pushed open the heavy hall door, and stepped in.

The hall of morning class, as its name suggests, should be a place for monks to practice in the morning.

Behind the gate of the main hall is an extremely wide pillarless palace, which looks like a hollowed-out mountain, extremely wide, more than a hundred zhang long and wide, and there are more than a dozen large holes above the head for light to shine into.

Walking on the stone slab of the main hall, Di Yunxiao listened to the sound of his footsteps echoing, and his head shook slightly.

Huang Daxian and the others squeezed in, looked at the empty hall, and looked around with puzzled faces.

It's too unbelievable that such a magnificent hall is empty, isn't it?

As if seeing the disappointment on the faces of several of his subordinates, Di Yunxiao smiled dumbly, stretched out two fingers, and pointed directly at the empty weapon shelf ten zhang away.

"Two-fingered sword!"

Whoosh!

Two sword qi burst out from between his fingers, directly impacting the weapon shelf, the clanging sound, the thousands of catties of weapon shelf shook violently, and the sound of clattering made Huang Daxian and several people look stunned.

The weapon shelves in this hall were obviously empty, and when Emperor Yunxiao pointed at the impact of the Qi Sword Gang, how could there be violent turbulence, as if something was constantly going back and forth on the shelf.

Could it be said?

Fuji Tiger was the first to react, and the rabbit ducked down to the side of the weapon shelf, and grabbed at the square space, and suddenly his furry claws touched something hard, but his vision was still empty.

"Tricks!"

Fuji Tiger exclaimed in surprise, his fingertips flashed, and two drops of blood fell on the pupils of his eyes, and he finally saw the condition of the weapon rack clearly through the bloody eyes.

There are a total of eighteen weapon shelves in the front hall, and each weapon rack has a total of ten slots, each with ten blades made of divine gold, covering almost all weapon varieties.

What his fleshy palm touched was an upside-down sheep's horn shaking hammer, and Emperor Fang Yunxiao's finger qi was impacting the hammer body, causing this heavy blade to constantly collide with the weapon rack.

"I see, it's not that all the weapons have been taken away, it's just a trick to cover the eyes, and we can't see it!"

"Hahaha, let's get developed, quickly take away all the weapons, these are the lowest magic weapons, and the old man only has one for most of his life. ”

Wong Tai Sin screamed, pulled out his rag bag, and went directly towards a weapon rack, wanting to put all the weapons into his bag.

However, the strange thing was that his bag that was enough to engulf the magic weapon was only after sucking a long lock, no matter how hard he exerted, the black iron rack rattled, but the other weapons stood still.

"This... How could this be?"

Huang Tai Sin was dumbfounded, he tried to touch the other blades directly with the palm of his hand, but unexpectedly, a flash of silver light flashed, and a terrible scream resounded through the hall.

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