Luo Shang heard the fireworks explode, the horn was desolate, and then the music gradually rose, and he knew that Yun Fei had taught him. After a while, there were a lot of footsteps and suppressed words from the port square, and I also knew that the nearby people had arrived first. She didn't show up to meet her, but stood behind the thatched pile in the recess of the hill. The face suddenly flushed, suddenly pale, and in a trance, like waking up from a big dream, feeling strongly unreal.

There is a very great hope of breaking through to the third layer of qi refining, and she has also received the promise of her junior brother, today is the happiest day of her twenty-eight years of life. I was so happy that my heart was always floating in the clouds, and I couldn't fall to the ground for a long time.

However, the junior brother did not believe in the manifestation of the ancestor master, and he was afraid that he would infect this attitude to the master. If it leads to great disrespect for the entire sect, and the ancestor thunders and angrily descends the immortal punishment, how can it be good?

Luo Shang was intertwined with joys and sorrows, suffering from gains and losses, and he didn't even hear the song of "Yingluan Pick-up".

Yuquan Palace is located on the top of the mountain peak in the middle of Luofu Island, and the Swallow Tower is at the foot of the mountain. When Ding Peijun hurried to the port, the people had already gathered, and only the sect leader and elders, as well as those from remote places, had not arrived.

She was the steward of the Swallow Building, and after leading more than 20 girls to walk proudly through the outermost crowd of miscellaneous servants and canteens, she walked carefully on tiptoe and found the location of her group. Yanzilou is equivalent to a secular intelligence agency in the Nanhai faction, and they are equivalent to clerks in the agency who organize case files and administrative logistics, and their status is naturally much higher than that of those who do rough work and miscellaneous work.

In fact, they basically cut off the path of cultivation, and looked down on the miscellaneous servants as fifty steps and a hundred steps. The real core of the Xiuzhen Sect is the elite disciples and elders of the inner sect, and the other personnel serve it, but the division of labor is different.

The ordinary children of the inner door are often sent to do other affairs or go to the outer door, and their scheming and distractions are much heavier than those of the elite children. Their qualifications are average, if they don't get the opportunity and don't work hard to achieve a breakthrough, they will eventually return to the world, and it is rare to be able to stay on the island.

Swallow Tower was originally in the hands of Elder Yuyangzi, but half a year ago, in the battle between the Nanhai faction and the "Bright World", he personally went to capture the future "Holy Maiden" of the Dragon Clan, and disappeared.

Without the suppression of his boss, Ding Junpei became more and more domineering. Her aunt was Master Miaoluo, one of the top ten elders, so even if she didn't break through to the third layer of qi refining before the age of thirty, she was not afraid of being sent to the island. Anyway, my aunt has no other relatives, and she will definitely stay behind to take care of her.

She has always looked down on Luo Xiang, who has no background, no qualifications, and is rustic. Even if the case file is well organized, and she is praised by the elders, she will not still get out of the way when the time comes? She has a sour and mean temperament, especially after she tactfully showed her love to Yunfei last year and was coldly rejected, she hated Luo Sheng so much that her teeth itched, like a thorn in her eye and a thorn in her flesh.

Luo Sheng has been on Luofu Island for fifteen years, and the original good sisters have left one after another, and the new little sisters have revolved around Ding Junpei one by one, gradually isolating her. Often she is buried in the mountain-like case, but they are enjoying the flowers and teasing the birds, and the credit is not their own, so they can only grit their teeth and endure it.

She was like a rose in a garden of roses, cowering in an inconspicuous corner, smiling and swallowing her anger.

Ding Junpei looked enviously at the group of elite disciples on the left who were in high spirits, did not dare to look more, and turned his gaze to the right again. Suddenly, as if he had discovered some novel continent, his eyes widened, he touched Fu Ping beside him with his elbow, and after leaning over and muttering a few words, the two of them sneered together.

Luo Shang timidly walked around from behind the miscellaneous disciples to find the location of the Swallow Tower, and did not dare to get close to the senior sisters who had gathered in a pile, and were alone on the tail of the team.

There seemed to be something funny discussing in front of him, and Fu Ping's sharp voice suddenly rose, attracting everyone's attention.

“...... What brothers and sisters, I don't know what I've done behind my back!"

Ding Junpei pursed his lips and pretended to be comforting: "Shh...... Senior Sister Fu, be quiet. We can't afford to lose this person in Yanzilou......" She said quietly, but her voice was louder than anyone else.

"What they did, I can't say it?"

"Ah, Senior Sister Fu, you have to understand this more. You see this spring is coming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and even the wild cats are howling all night long. Everyone is not small, where can they still press it......"

"Hmph, I'm wondering, what's so nice on this seaside, go to the warehouse to check and bring someone from the swallow building? It turned out to be a wave, a big wave, wave after wave. Lang didn't even know how to clean up the grass on his body, the leaves on his hair, and the sand on his clothes, and he couldn't tell how many rolls he had on the ground......"

"Shhhhhh The toad wants to eat swan meat, and it doesn't look in the mirror, it's old and ugly......"

The two of them sang and harmonized, yin and yang weird, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai. A few on the side laughed, glancing at the back of the group, pointing and pointing.

Luo Sheng bit her lip, her face instantly lost her blood, and her body was shaky. But she is a submissive character, even if she is so angry that she trembles and tears almost flow out, she can only lower her head and silently arrange her clothes.

Another group of people came out of the mountain pass, Ding Peijun and Fu Ping glanced at it and quickly silenced themselves, standing up straight.

Yun Yangzi, the head of the Nanhai Sect, stopped at the mountain pass, glanced at the black and oppressed disciples in the square, and led the five elders of Han Xuzi, Di Suizi, Miaohua, Miaoluo, and Huilaizi with an expressionless face, and Yun Fei followed at the end.

When Ding Junpei saw Yun Fei, his heart slammed suddenly, wondering how he could walk with the elders?

Yun Fei was preoccupied, turned to the front of the elite disciples and stood, and saw Luo Shang hanging alone at the back of the Swallow Tower team, and a trace of discomfort passed through his heart. He knew that they were squeezing her, and even warned Ding Peijun about it. But he was only a core disciple, not an elder, and he couldn't change the situation. Sometimes he knows that the other party is making things difficult, and he puts a high-sounding reason on it, and he is so depressed that people want to vomit blood.

The sadness and resentment flashed away, and he couldn't think about it so much, because what was about to happen was really, too big!

Yun Yangzi, who is in his sixties, has a face like a crown of jade, three long beards, and an elegant appearance, looking like a person in his forties. He stood quietly in the front, no more than five steps by the sea, respectfully bent his back slightly, his hands folded on his lower abdomen to form a yin and yang mudra, and waited with a complicated mood.

Once upon a time, the South China Sea faction was reduced to such a field?

Three years ago, in a secret battle with Long Tian and the scientific and technological world, an elder of the sixth layer of qi refining fell, and Qing Fengzi is still paralyzed in bed and has become a waste. As a last resort, I had no choice but to add the Chi Fengzi of the fifth-layer Great Perfection realm of qi refining to the top ten elders. Who would have thought that the three sons of the South China Sea were bewitched by the "Bright World" and coerced ten inner elites to apostatize, and the Nanhai faction became the laughing stock of the cultivation world. In the battle with "Bright World" half a year ago, the inner and outer doors were seriously damaged, Chi Fengzi and Jiang Songzi died on the spot, and Yuyangzi evaporated from the world. The top ten elders went to the third, but Qingfengzi did not get better, and he couldn't make up enough of them. Fortunately, there are still two Supreme Elders of the Eighth Layer of the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Refining Fu Shaozi and Chong Xiaozi to suppress the formation, otherwise I don't know how many people will come to the door.

All of this is due to the Dragons!

Yun Yangzi didn't know what grievances had happened eight hundred years ago, which caused the Supreme Ancestor to hate the Dragon Clan to the core. But his current bad mood can definitely catch up with his ancestors.

Xiuzhen was born and crushed the martial arts, but there were three behemoths that could not be touched casually. One is the Shaolin faction, which has produced the Bodhidharma Patriarch, the other is the Wudang faction, which has produced Zhang Sanfeng, and the other is the dragon clan, which is simply against the sky. Two thousand years ago, the goddess actually broke the gate of heaven with a sword and killed immortals!

Legends are false, and reading history books is often confusing. Was that really the case back then?

But after Yun Yangzi got the "Hibiscus Order" sent by Yun Fei, he knew that some things were indeed true, such as this jade plaque that was said to have been taken to Heaven by Master Zu.

As a cultivator of the seventh layer of Qi refining, he sensed a wisp of divine thought sealed by the Supreme Ancestor in the Hibiscus Order, which was exactly the same as the Sect Leader Order that had been passed down for eight hundred years. Not only him, but also Han Xuzi and Di Suizi, who were at the seventh level of Qi refining, also sensed it.

As the head of a faction, there is no shortage of insight into the world and strategizing. However, this matter was beyond the realm of experience from the beginning, and his situation was no better than Yun Fei's.

The brand is naturally real, but the person who shows up with the card, he can't judge the authenticity!

Daomen has not ascended for eight hundred years, and no immortal has ever descended to earth. Some sects and gods babble about the manifestation of such and such an ancestor and the rainbow of such and such a thing, in the words of the secular world, it is actually an advertisement.

But this time, he didn't arrange for people to pretend to be ghosts to boost morale, even though the current situation required it.

In case the manifestation of the ancestor is real, the South China Sea faction will usher in a giant umbrella in the storm.

If it is fake, this person's plot is about to come out, and he wants to annex the South China Sea faction without blood. If you dare to land on the island alone and not leave even if you are exposed, you will at least be a master of the eighth layer of qi refining.

So, Yun Yangzi made two preparations. On the one hand, "Yingluan Picks Up" was played to welcome the "ancestor master", and on the other hand, he sent people to invite the two elders who were in retreat, and at the same time ambushed the elite and prepared to activate the ban on the island at any time. There were only two people who didn't go to inform, one was Qing Fengzi, who was lying in bed, and the other was Xiang Hua, the head of the Seven Sons of the South China Sea, who was in retreat to consolidate the fifth-layer realm of Qi refining.

Omens sudden.

The fog curling on the surface of the sea suddenly rose up, and quickly drew a circle with a radius of 100 meters against the shore. Before everyone could react, the sea water in the circle churned violently, like a pot of boiling water. The white mist quickly thickened, and the center was condensed but not dispersed, as if a white jade pillar poked out from the bottom of the sea and pierced into the sky.

The pillar of white mist, which required at least three people to hug each other, rose to a height of about ten meters and stopped. The sea breeze was light, and the square was suddenly cool, as if a spiritual rain had been poured out, and the air was filled with a pure aura, which made the hungry cells of every child of the South China Sea tremble.

This scene happened so fast that some people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, even though they didn't understand the meaning.

Noisy and dizzy, what kind of system has it become?

Yun Yangzi's mind turned, but he didn't turn back to reprimand the disciple who made a fuss. He had a keen sense of perception, and realized that in the moment he had just now, there was a faint coercion that swept across the entire square, almost making him lose his mind.

This coercion has no aggressive edge, nor does it contain a terrifying sense of oppression, but it is majestic and ancient, and the divine consciousness cultivated by the Nanhai Sect is like a well of water, which is more dignified than the divine thoughts sealed in the order of the supreme real person.

It was as if a stern old man raised his head and casually swept his gaze over his children and grandchildren, majestic and restrained, and remained silent.

The tumbling amplitude of the sea water decreased, gradually flattening, and countless small whirlpools appeared, like a pool of fish scales.

In the mist at the top of the "White Jade Pillar", a azure robe was faintly revealed. A strange-looking old man stood in the air, spinning quietly, but it was difficult to see the whole picture.

There was a neat inhalation in the square, all the mouths were wide open, and the eyes almost rolled to the ground.

For 800 years, the portrait of that old man has been hanging in the first place of the Nanhai School Ancestor, still ranked before the supreme real person, and everyone has kowtowed countless heads, where can they not know?

Immeasurable Celestial Venerable, Amitabha Buddha...... The little universe of the poor road is about to explode!

It's not daylight...... Uh, no, have you met a living immortal?

This looks like our legendary mad immortal, Master Zu!

No wonder you want to use "Yingluan Pick-up".

In the future, we can also walk sideways, and we will no longer hide our faces and retreat as soon as we hear other people's boasting about how many immortals our ancestors have ascended. Our house used to be very wide, but now it is wide......

The disciples of the South China Sea were almost about to shout, and a few female disciples were about to cry with tears in their eyes, but when they saw that the elders of the sect did not speak, they had to hold back their surprise and surprise.

Well, this excellent actor who pretended to be Zhou Luo at the door of the Nanhai faction and was not afraid of breaking the sky, a classical and romantic performance artist, is naturally Brother Xiaoman, who committed crimes against the wind.

Hard work pays off.

Before he came out, he really made a powerful treasure in the Purple Mansion. It was a futon that was dismantled into a mess and turned into a long straw rope.

It has been soaked in the cave for 800 years, and every straw is full of spiritual crystals. Brother Xiao Man found that after revealing a little spiritual energy, he could penetrate the hard crystal shell and release a large amount of spiritual energy inside. The rope becomes soft within a few breaths, and then solidifies quickly. Where the crystal shell is damaged, the psionic energy can also be melted and sealed, just like spot welding with an electric welding gun.

Brother Xiaoman guessed that the crazy old man had been in the Purple Mansion for a long time, and often played games with himself. Over the years, the unintentional escape of the divine soul aura accumulated and blended in the crystallization on the surface of the straw rope, and it seemed to be covered with an incomparably dense shell, and the spirit crystal would not vaporize when it came out.

The futon was dismantled into a straw rope, which was extremely strong, and it could not be beaten and pulled continuously, and even the true qi and divine sense could not penetrate it, it was simply a soft and rigid Ruyi golden hoop stick, which was very convenient for attack and defense.

Meaningless, that's not much!

The most amazing thing is that it is a mobile aura warehouse with a huge capacity, which can continuously replenish food and ammunition for Xiao Mange anytime, anywhere.

This strange thing, which has gone through 800 years of vicissitudes and is created by chance, is not an illegal treasure, but its value is several streets away from the magic weapon in the world.

Man Jianghong named it for his respect - Lingsuo.

Coiling the Lingsuo around the upper body, it is not that the unpredictable prophet Yunfei will make a sharp palm, but it is really such a long list that there is no place to rest. Who would have thought that the blind cat would touch the dead mouse, and the other party would suffer a big dumb loss, and the girl covered her mouth and stole fun.

Brother Xiaoman stood on top of the Lingsuo on one foot, and slowly turned three times first. Well, appearances are important. This is a slow-motion effect to show mystery and solemnity, which I also learned from the movie.

Lingsuo was drilled out of many small eyes by him with spiritual energy, and Zizi sprayed spiritual energy outward, and then mixed with the surrounding water vapor, and the fairy mist and auspicious clouds swirled.

This prop, this effect, the leverage!

Brother Xiaoman has lost his blood, and his flesh hurts.

The aura of the jet contains the aura of Zhou Lu's divine soul, and Brother Xiaoman is not afraid that the masters of the South China Sea Sect will use his divine sense to snoop, so he is afraid that he will not probe. The taste of the ancestors at a real price will stun you and scare you to death.

Zhou Luo, the history books record that he has a strange appearance, but in fact, he is ugly and characteristic. Brother Xiaoman saw that the old man engraved on the jade plate had a bulging forehead, a bulging chin, and a beard, and pouted his lips in greeting. Ya is a living for a minute, you can avoid evil wherever you go, no wonder no girl likes it, so she has to become a monk.

Brother Xiaoman originally learned bone shrinking skills from Hua Rong in order to strengthen his body, and when his physique reached the extreme in the world, this kung fu became a chicken rib. However, it also left a big benefit, allowing him to change his body shape and appearance within a certain range. It's easy to get ugly, a little troublesome with a beard. He climbed back into the boat and found a pair of scissors, twisted a few strands of hair, and carried a yam. Just now, when the water was hidden in the fog and rising, he quickly broke the yam with his hands and feet, and used the sticky juice to stick his hair to his chin, and it looked like it.

Separated by a safe distance of 100 meters, standing in the sea in the air, and covered by clouds and fog, Brother Xiaoman is not afraid of being bitten by anyone, nor is he worried about being seen flawed, and he is proud.

Master is really a genius, and he can think of such a way!

In the sea water at a depth of ten meters, Da Bai stood erected with a spiritual rope in his mouth, grinning his teeth. This thing is twelve meters long, evolving rapidly, and its strength is strong.

With a steady stream of aura "nozzles", Dabai is comfortable, it's too comfortable bird!

But it didn't take long for me to feel tingling and tingling in my mouth. Because the speed of the aura jet is extremely fast, sharp as a gun, and after a little time, even the rough skin and thick flesh of the big white can't withstand it.

The clever big white retracted his jaw and bent his body, changing his vertical bite to a diagonal grip, carefully exposing the end of the ejected aura.

However...... An even greater test is coming.

The crystals vaporized and absorbed a huge amount of heat, the temperature of the sea water was dropping sharply, and ice crystals began to form on the spirit rope, which were developing in the direction of popsicles, popsicles, and icicles, and even Dabai's body was covered with a layer of frost.

Damn, Uncle Ben will turn into a lump of frozen seafood!

Da Bai was dumbfounded, wanting to cry without tears. But there was no way to inform Man Jianghong clearly, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

Eh, a little master, hurry up and finish our work, let's get out. Otherwise, a large sea ice sculpture will be built here, and it will become a living target!

There was a rapid and slight tremor under his feet, and Brother Xiao Man ignored it. Da Bai has no hair on his mouth and is not firm in his work.

Yun Yangzi bowed respectfully, leading the Nanhai Sect sect members to chant in unison, See the real person!

Ah,, Shenma situation? What do you mean by seeing a real person?

Shouldn't it be that the little master's tiger body was shocked, and Wang Ba's anger soared into the sky, and everyone knelt down to worship the immortal ancestor?

Zhenren refers to immortals and celestial masters, and later became an honorific title and honorific title. For example, the Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect is called Changchun Zhenren. In the contemporary religion, the names of real people and living Buddhas do not have any substantive deterrent effect. It's like calling a certain petty official a leader at the wine table, but in fact, it's not a fart.

There was an accident in the plot, the script suddenly stuck, and someone who took great pains was dumbfounded for a while.

It's not like fooling a bunch of fools on Yudi Island and shouting "A certain Han Xiangzi is also". In the face of the top figures in the cultivation realm, how could the immortal Lin Fan weaken his momentum and lose his identity. Besides, when the ancestor arrived at the door of his little cub, he still had to introduce himself in a rambling manner?

It's cold, and it's silent.

Yun Yangzi and the others did not take further action, and Man Jianghong was not mentally prepared, scolding the old fox in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

In the awkward silence that could be heard when a needle dropped, a weak voice sounded.

"Disciple Luo Shang, meet the Immortal Ancestor Master!"

Someone is relieved, like hearing the sound of heaven.

This girl's voice is simply so beautiful that it is wonderful. It's so smart that I didn't waste a box of rouge sent by the master.