East Peak, Jade Pavilion.

It is already the hour of the morning, the golden red sun hangs high, from the Tongming Upper Palace to the extreme sky, the misty snow and white cloud sea has already been soaked in the morning sun into a brilliant and gorgeous bright red sunrise, magnificent and incomparably beautiful.

Ji Wushu was wearing a coarse cloth green robe that represented the miscellaneous disciples, and the Xuan Qi was circulating in his palm, and the imperial envoy was sweeping several palaces on the edge of the East Peak with a silk cloth spirit weapon with a radius of several feet.

"These attendant disciples of the Jade Court Palace are really good, a random palace pavilion here is worthy of the strongest place of heaven and earth vitality in the Taichu territory, if I can practice here for a long time, I am afraid that I will be able to break into the Great Return to Truth Realm in a few days!"

Under the flow of his mind, Ji Wushu was still meticulously cleaning many corners of the palace, and he had no complaints about being called as a miscellaneous disciple, but there was a faint trace of yearning and ambition between his expressions.

"What is this?"

The silk cloth artifact suddenly stopped, and kept spinning around in a corner.

Ji Wushu walked closer, only to find that there was an extremely old crockpot here, the crockpot was covered with dust, and after the silk cloth spirit weapon brushed away the dust, new dust stains appeared on the body of the crockpot in an instant, which was extremely weird.

"Is there such a thing?"

Ji Wushu tried to urge the silk cloth spirit weapon to cover the crockpot, but he still couldn't wipe off the endless dust on it, and he couldn't help but feel very interesting for a while.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from afar: "What are you doing?" ”

Ji Wushu looked up, and what caught his eye was a disciple of the Jade Ting Palace in a blue robe, and the side hall he cleaned was the disciple's cultivation dojo.

Putting away the silk cloth spirit weapon, Ji Wushu arched his hand slightly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I'm cleaning the palace." ”

"Is this how you cleaned the palace? Isn't it an idiot to cast a purifying spell on the air all the time? The green-robed disciple looked a little displeased, "Where did this miscellaneous disciple come from, it's so stupid!" ”

Ji Wushu's expression moved slightly, caught the details in the words of the Qingpao disciple, pretended to get closer to the crockpot unintentionally, and said, "This senior brother, there is some dust here, so I ...... it."

"What's the dust? There's nothing in front of you! The blue-robed disciple looked angry, shook his robe fiercely, and shouted, "Just a miscellaneous disciple, is the word 'senior brother' also worthy of your name?" Get the hell out of here! ”

Ji Wushu lowered his head, and there was a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes, but he didn't speak, but saluted the green-robed disciple according to the rules, and slowly retreated.

Although the Qingpao disciple is also a cultivator of the Returning to the Truth Upper Realm, he is a disciple of the side hall of the Jade Court Palace, and his status is much more noble than that of the lowest-level miscellaneous disciple.

"Foolish fool!" Seeing that Ji Wushu had retreated, the Qing-robed disciple couldn't help but snort coldly, straightened the placket of the Qingqing robe, and walked straight out of the palace.

I don't know how long later, a figure reappeared in the palace.

As a miscellaneous disciple who was responsible for cleaning several palaces on the edge of the East Peak, Ji Wushu held the outer hall jade talismans of these palaces and could enter the outer halls of these palaces at any time.

Slowly walking to the corner of the outer hall, Ji Wushu looked at the dusty clay pot in front of him, gritted his teeth, and directly made the Xuan Qi, wanting to put it into the storage spirit weapon.

This crockpot is extremely strange, not only is the dust on it endless, but the green-robed disciples who live here don't seem to be able to see this thing at all, which is enough to prove that this crockpot is extraordinary.

"Slow down!"

Suddenly, an old voice came into the depths of Ji Wushu's heart.

Ji Wushu was stunned for a moment, first looked around, and after noticing that there was no living being, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the crockpot in front of him: "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Not bad!" The old man's voice was a little ethereal, and there was a faint aura of noble vicissitudes, "The old man is the reincarnation of the ancient power, and now he is only temporarily living here, I advise you to respect the old man, don't know whether to live or die!" ”

Ji Wushu smiled a little for a while, looked at the dilapidated crockpot in front of him again, and said, "I've never seen an ancient power cowering in such a small vessel. ”

"Presumptuous! How dare you offend...... Stop it! Don't do it! ”

There was a little anger in the old man's voice, but after he noticed that Ji Wushu took out a magic weapon sword, his tone changed extremely quickly, not only did the ancient vicissitudes of life in it all dissipate, but there was even a faint hint of pleading in his words.

Ji Wushu made a slight comparison of the magic weapon sword on the clay pot, and said with a smile: "Summoned truthfully, what kind of demon and ghost are you?" ”

"It's a long story, you must not break this crockpot," the old voice sighed, and the dust on the crockpot became a little more, "I am really an ancient powerhouse reincarnated, but I have been sealed here by a mortal enemy for thousands of years. ”

After a pause, the old voice seemed to think of something, and the tone was much higher: "I have been trapped here for so long, and no living creature has ever been able to detect me, who are you, and why can you see the existence of the Spirit Sealing Jar?" ”

Ji Wushu's expression was a little strange, and now he had found that the creatures in the crockpot were a little dull, and after a little thought, he said, "Why can't you break this crockpot?" ”

The old voice paused, and said, "Because the Spirit Sealing Jar is an ancient treasure, if it is broken, the pure spiritual energy stored in it will escape, and I, as a living being sealed in it, will also be shattered and die at that time." ”

"What kind of aura is contained in it, and it is so miraculous?" Ji Wushu's tone was flat, and his eyes trembled imperceptibly.

"This aura is extremely mysterious, and it can even make living beings break through several levels one after another and reshape the soul heart fire!" The old man's voice was a little proud, but the next moment he sensed that something was wrong, and shouted angrily, "What are you going to do?" Stop it! ”

Ji Wushu's eyes were slightly cold, and he held the magic weapon long sword and pulled a sword flower, and the Xuan Qi of the Upper Realm of Truth gushed out: "That is the case, then you can go." ”

After these words fell, he did not hesitate any longer, and directly penetrated the Xuan Qi into the tip of the long sword, and a three-foot cold light ran out, cutting the dusty crockpot into thousands of pieces.

Ji Wushu's color changed slightly, looking down at the empty crockpot shell, he didn't notice any supernatural aura at all.

"Sure enough, it's a stupid ant, the deity is just a little trick, and you will be fooled."

As the old man's voice came into his ears, a tall and majestic black-robed figure condensed out of the crockpot shell, and his eyes were full of sarcasm when he looked at Ji Wushu.

The incomparable oppression swept in from all directions, Ji Wushu casually glanced at the intricate ghost patterns on the robe and armor of the black-clothed figure, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously frantically urged Xuan Qi to escape from the palace, but he couldn't move at all.

"The Tongming Mountain Range has already noticed it, but the juniors in recent years should not know me, so I need to leave here quickly."

The tall black-robed old man raised his head slightly, and his cold gaze looked through the top of the hall in the direction of the three realms of the Taiyu Holy Sect.

In the deepest part of the Tongming Palace, above the Heavenly Water Abyss, the Holy Son of Su Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the huge light curtain with a radius of hundreds of zhang on the side of the Water Abyss.

On top of this suspended light curtain, tens of thousands of golden light points were densely covered, among which the golden light points representing the Jade Court Palace were trembling slightly at this time, gradually dyed with a layer of weird black.

"Someone."

"I have seen His Highness the Holy Son."

An Elder of the Tongming Palace of the Divine Sea Spiritual Primordial Realm appeared above the water abyss and saluted very respectfully.

Su Yan Holy Son was silent for a moment, and said, "I am now at a critical juncture in my cultivation, and I lack skills, so you should immediately go to the Jade Ting Palace to investigate and see what is happening there." ”

"Obey the orders of His Highness the Son."

"Wait," Su Yan Holy Son seemed to think of something, "If I am not mistaken, the Lord of the Jade Court Palace should be the seventh pending Holy Son Ji Yue Year, and you need to be careful not to conflict with it when you go to the Jade Court Palace this time. ”

"Your Highness the Holy Son, I naturally know about this."

The Elder of the Tongming Palace of the Divine Sea Spirit Realm nodded, and slowly withdrew from the water abyss.

Behind Ji Yuenian is the Li family of the Third Mountain Range, regarding the change of the throne of the Holy Son of the Third Mountain, the Holy Son of Su Yan and the Li family have long had a tacit understanding here, and this matter is already known to everyone in the Tongming Palace.