Chapter 268: Nine Passes (Twenty-Six) Imperial Dynasty Yongchang, Xuangui ...... I've seen Taoist friends!

Fu Tuwei: "......"

It's a topic that I don't know how to answer, and sleeping in millions of years is simply inconceivable for mortals.

But for the true spirit who has no longevity, millions of years is really just a time to sleep.

Shaking his head with a smile, Fu Tuwei still didn't talk about it, otherwise, if he really angered this true spirit, he probably would really stay here until he died.

"Heavenly Pilgrimage Beast!" said Fu Tu Wei.

"What?"

"That's my price. Fu Tu Wei stared at the huge eye and said in a deep voice.

"Go on. ”

"One ......"

"Forget it, don't say it yet, let the ancestor ask. You must know that even when the Ancestor was alive, he could not break the barrier of this land of hope. ”

Fu Tu Wei's heart was shocked, the true spirit in front of him was comparable to the great sage of the Immortal Ancestor when he was alive, even he couldn't interfere in the desperate situation, it seems that even if he has been overestimating the value of the desperate situation, but the real one is still underestimated, and moreover, underestimated a lot.

"It's supposed to be a dynasty now. ”

"Do you mean to let the Ancestor be a holy beast of the dynasty?

"I ......"

"This joke is not funny, although the ancestor has never eaten people, but now, the ancestor wants to try it. ”

"When I left, it was still a dynasty. ”

"Go on. ”

"But the dynasty has the luck of suppressing the sky!"

"Oh......? But it's still not enough. ”

"And there is the Holy Dragon that protects the country!" Fu Tu Wei said.

"Huh?!"

The huge eyes that were not shocking trembled, as if setting off a stormy wave.

"Protecting the Sacred Dragon! There is also the Heavenly Turning Seal refined by that Dao Ancestor......" The divine thought came from the giant island, and it was vast: "I want to meet that Holy Dragon!"

As he spoke, the huge eyes stared at Fu Tuwei and said, "Hopefully, it won't be a pythonβ€”"

There was no doubt that the Xuan Turtle True Spirit was moved, but just that, it was not enough, he wanted to see the so-called Protector Holy Dragon first.

After all, although he has been asleep for tens of thousands of years, in this world, Jiaolong dares to call himself a dragon world, so let's take a look first.

"Good!"

Fu Tuwei nodded, when he knew about Yishan City, he was playing with this idea, because for the true spirit that only had a wisp of remnant soul left, if he wanted to return to the immortal realm, he could only use luck and merit.

And in a desperate situation, how easy is it to want such vast merits?

Even if it is the luck of the Heavenly Dynasty, for the Xuan Turtle True Spirit, it is only a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, he wanted to take another look and see if there was any possibility of this country that "supposedly" was a dynasty to be promoted to the Heavenly Court.

Desperate, Dynasty.

The imperial city floats in the air, the gods are intertwined, and the aura is dense, like a fairy cave.

In the sky above the imperial city, the sky is blue.

But if someone uses the pupil technique, they can see that under the blue sky, there is a golden ocean, vast and vast, and in the ocean, golden dragons swim.

But the most eye-catching thing is the 100,000-mile-long dragon, the dragon scales are silver and white, extremely bright, and a pair of dragon horns point straight to the sky, exuding a sharp and incomparable qi.

Between breaths, the waves are raging!

"Phew!"

The sleeping Holy Dragon's closed eyes snapped open, and at the same time, the lightning shone brightly, and all the monks of the Imperial City raised their heads, no matter what they were doing.

Thundered!

Under the blue sky, thunder out of thin air.

Temple of Heaven.

A young man in a white robe walked up to the stargazing tower, his eyes glowing, but after a moment, the light dissipated, and at the same time, two blood streaks slid down the corners of his eyes.

"The Lord of the Temple. A Taoist boy said softly: "The old Guozhu sent someone to ask. ”

The white-clothed Taoist turned around, and two blood stains were on his pale face, shocking: "Please let Cangguo Zhu return to the empress, three days later, when my dynasty will be promoted to the imperial dynasty!"

When he saw the hall master, Dao Tong's face showed an anxious look, but when he heard this sentence, Dao Tong's body trembled and he was excited, and the dynasty was promoted, which was a great joy.

"Let's go. The Taoist smiled, his eyes did not open, within a day, he could only be blind, if he didn't have an official position, it is estimated that he would really be blind today.

"Yes, yes, yes. Dao Tong staggered and almost fell.

'Seeing' the appearance of the Taoist child, the Taoist shook his head with a smile, looked up at the sky, and ran the mountain power, without a burning feeling.

He knew that the Holy Dragon was no longer in the sea of luck.

"Heavenly Dragon, Xuan Tortoise, and that Desolate Tiger!

"Now, the only thing that hinders the dynasty is the empress's longevity, fortunately, the heaven and earth are recovering, and there will always be an elixir that can prolong life, and the time is still long, and a solution will always be found. ”

Wiping the blood marks on his face, the Taoist turned around and went downstairs.

The Holy Mountain of Optics Valley.

Some people stand on the top of the mountain, and see the mountains at a glance.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a middle-aged man in white appeared, stopping behind the man.

"What did he say?"

"The beastmaster on the holy mountain will not descend for ten years. The middle-aged man replied.

"Ten years, that's enough. ”

The man turned around, this was a peerless woman, she was wearing plain white clothes, and the rough and inexpensive clothes were on her, as if she were the most luxurious imperial dress in the world.

"The Tianyang Hall is coming, but you need ......"

"No, I don't. The woman in white shook her head and said, "It's not the time to go down the mountain, how long does Sun Yu have to break through?"

Yu Zen smiled, obviously, pleased with the junior's cultivation, and said, "Three days at most!"

"How long does it take for Yuxizi to get out of the customs?"

"I guess there's still half a month. Yu Zen exclaimed, that person really deserves to be a true legend of Dong Tian, a vein of feng shui, in this revival of the world, very extraordinary.

"That's it, that's fine. The woman in white nodded, and then waved her hand.

The White King bowed slightly, turned and left.

The woman in white looked up and was silent.

After a long time like this, suddenly, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes, there was an external force to communicate with the Protector Sacred Beast?!

Look for death!

When she raised her hand, a large seal with the inscription of mountains and rivers appeared, and she pointed out.

"Turtleβ€”"

She muttered, and after an instant, a woman's cold voice came from the ear of the Yu Zen cultivator who was leaving: "White King, after Sun Yu leaves the customs, you stay here to protect the customs for Yu Xizi, and order Xuan Jizi to come to see me." ”

"Jade meditation is in order. ”

Jade turned around and bowed in the direction of the woman.

"Also, three days later, the dynasty will be promoted to the imperial dynasty!"

Yu Zen was moved, bowed again, and said in a deep voice: "Dynasty Yongchang!"

The world of true spirits.

Fu Tu Wei sat on the highest part of the island, and in front of him was an old man with a vicissitudes of life.

This is the human body incarnated by the true spirit of the Xuan Turtle, he looked at Fu Tuwei with a funny face, and smiled silently.

Suddenly, a smile froze on his face, and a different color flashed in his deep eyes, he stood up and clenched his fists at the void and said:

"Turtle ...... I've seen fellow Daoists!"

The sound fell, in the void, a dragon roared, a silver-white holy dragon appeared, a majestic body, churning in the sea of clouds, a pair of huge dragon eyes staring at the earth, the dragon is monstrous.