"Dream ...... Dream Evil...... only heard a soft sigh, Dream Evil raised his head, and saw that the emperor in front of him was only weak, born with a jade tree in the wind, almost flawless, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and said with a smile: "It's the younger generation, the old teacher Yin ordered me to guide you the way." Seniors, please come inside, please. ”

Cheng Jun looked at the charming and dexterous posture of the woman in red, and sighed very emotionally-if it is said that the biggest change in the Tiantai of the two worlds will undoubtedly be her, the emperor dreams of evil.

One of the nine emperors in the previous life, the welcoming female disciple in this life, there is really a gap of thousands of miles between them.

No way, Dream Evil is too young.

The Tiantai Society is hundreds of years in advance, and if the dream is evil, it is only less than 100 years older than Cheng Jun, and it is only 200 years old in this life. Even with her qualifications and superior conditions, it would take seven or eight hundred years of hard work to join the Dao, but now she is only worthy of a divine monarch, and she is too far behind.

Opportunity is so cruel that it is impossible to stop and wait for a certain person.

Cheng Jun's emotion flashed away, and she entered the Tianluan Palace.

The Tianluan Hall is built wide and magnificent, not to mention how the length and width can not see the edge, just say that the dome is also a hundred feet high, not inferior to the end of the sky.

In such a case, the eight futons placed in the middle are also separated by hundreds of zhang, that is, several miles away.

For the emperor, it is no more than the end of the world, a hundred zhang distance is nothing, and he can hear what he says, but this distance appears in a large hall, which is uncomfortable.

Cheng Jun turned his eyes and saw the situation in the hall clearly, among the eight futons, two people were already seated, and a burly old monk sat on the second on the right. The white eyebrows are beardless, the face is red and shiny, and the energy is vibrant. It's just that one eye is big and the other is small, and some failures are born. He recognized it as the evil monk Dali of Tianfu.

There are those that can be influenced, and there are those that cannot be influenced, and among these major repairs in this life, the most unaffected is this old bald donkey. The Kingdom of Heaven Buddha has been in his hands for thousands of years and has never changed.

Cheng Jun smiled. Turning his gaze to the other side, it was an acquaintance.

Zhang Qinglu.

In order to avoid suspicion, let alone Zhang Qinglu, who inherited the position of the master. It's the old demon and the dragon girl, both of whom came separately from Cheng Jun, if they let the other emperors know that the three Dao Xuanguo were once concentrated in the hands of one person, what a hateful thing.

Zhang Qinglu and Cheng Jun glanced at each other. A worried look flashed. Cheng Jun understood that he was not worried about himself, but worried about the outcome of another big battle thousands of miles away.

In a moment, the winner of that big battle will be here.

At that time, the answer will be revealed, although Cheng Jun has a tendency and hopes that Zhang Qi can win, but if he comes here at night, the new hatred and old hatred will be avenged by himself. It's also a good result.

Dream Evil smiled and confessed to Cheng Jun, and went out to continue to greet the next wave of guests. After a while, he walked in with a gorgeously dressed girl with a frosty face.

When Dali saw it, he smiled and said: "Aha, does this Taoist friend have any special habits? "He doesn't think that the dragon girl is just a girl, he only thinks that this emperor has some special habits, and he deliberately transforms like this.

The dragon girl was still old-fashioned, glared at him, and didn't even say a word.

Although Dali is a Buddhist cultivator, he is a good person, and he was about to say it again, when he suddenly slanted his eyes, and said, "Okay, battle robe, Concubine Moxiang, the two of you actually arrived together." ”

Cheng Jun looked up, and sure enough, he saw a man and a woman coming together, the male Zitang Chinese character face, the appearance is heroic, the figure is burly, the female goose egg face, the appearance is dignified, graceful and luxurious, the two stand side by side, as if the emperor and queen are on patrol.

Dali looked at the two of them and said, "What's the matter with the two of you? I heard that you have been playing table tennis for several years, why did you not distinguish the winner from the loser, but arrived together?"

The male cultivator's robe spoke, and his voice was like a bell, and he said, "The two of us have become Taoist couples. ”

Everyone was shocked, and the female cultivator Mo Xiangfei smiled and said: "Yes, the two of us are fighting, feeling affectionate and admiring each other, so I simply put down the mandarin duck sword and changed it to a mandarin duck spectrum to achieve Taoism." This cup of happy wine, sooner or later, I will ask all Taoist friends to make up for it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qinglu and Longnu, who were not familiar with the situation, stopped, and Cheng Jun and Dali secretly said at the same time: Nonsense.

The prince of the east and the queen mother of the west have been dominating the Kunlun realm for many years, and they have been disgusted with each other for many years, and they have not fought once or twice over the years, why don't they fall in love sooner rather than later, but before the battle of Tiantai?

It is clear that the result cannot be discerned within the time limit, and it is just a temporary compromise and cooperation.

Dali's heart sank, and he said secretly: Both of them are old emperors, and now they have formed an alliance, except for the old Yin, who can resist? It seems that I have to make a plan early.

"There are three more. After Concubine Mo Xiang sat down, she covered her mouth with a Wenxiang bamboo fan and said with a smile, "The old man is naturally the finale, why haven't the two of them come yet, is there something delayed? If they stay until the end, it seems that they are the guest of honor." ”

Before the words fell, Dream Evil took someone in again, but this time it was a short black-robed man, covered from head to toe in a cloak, without the slightest skin exposed, and covered with a layer of black gas, although everyone had never seen it, they also knew that this must be someone from Yanzhi Mountain.

Concubine Mo Xiang shook her head and said, "It's strange, the roof of Yanzhi Mountain has collapsed, and there is still the master?" The black-robed man ignored her and slowly sat down.

Concubine Mo Xiang laughed and said, "Okay, okay, we can take a seat now." Needless to say, Dali, I know that this friend of Hesse must be from Yanzhi Mountain. There are people outside the sky, there are people in Yanyun, how many are left?" she glanced at Zhang Qinglu and then at Cheng Jun, and said, "These two little brothers are young and promising, where did they come from?"

Cheng Jun was just about to speak, Dali raised his hand and said, "Don't say it, I guess you're from Penglai, aren't you?"

The dragon girl interjected, "I am." “

Dali flashed a trace of embarrassment, and said: "Yes, you are from 100,000 mountains." “

Cheng Jun showed a helpless look, and Zhang Qinglu raised his hand lazily and said nothing.

Dali jumped up and said, "Are you the one from the north?"

Cheng Jun said: "It is here, thank you for your care." “

Dali took a step from his futon and had already arrived in front of Cheng Jun. Looking at him carefully, he said aha, "Strange. Strange, come and see, this is the first person in the world to discover the rooftop, many years before us. We, the latecomers, all followed him to eat cigarettes and drink fart. ”

Cheng Jun felt everyone's inquiring eyes shoot over, and smiled: "Don't dare to be." Boy Cheng Jun, suddenly saw all the emperors. Honestly, I dare to ask your high surname?"

These eyes are only explorations, and they will eventually dissipate. For these emperors. For the so-called first discoverer, he was just a little curious, and he didn't care about the affairs of the northern country at all, even if the rooftop catastrophe that caused countless great powers to fall, he didn't chop them to death. They won't feel how. However, it can still be somewhat stressful. The reason why he distributed the Dao Xuanguo of Penglai and Yanzhi Mountain, and kept this one from the northern country, was because he was afraid that other people would be too inexperienced and unable to withstand the pressure.

No matter whether the emperors were silent or enthusiastic, they introduced themselves to a certain extent, Cheng Jun took the lead, and everyone greeted each other, the so-called hypocrisy. With a honey-bellied sword, there is no difference between an emperor and an ordinary person.

Concubine Mo Xiang smiled: "Everyone. We'll just wait for the night. ”

Just as these veteran emperors know each other, Concubine Mo Xiang naturally also knows Bo Ye. Lingshan Daotong and Penglai Daotong are old enemies, but the two emperors are not as powerful as fire and water, the juniors fight hard, and the high-end relationship is not something that can be easily explained by the word friend or foe.

Zhang Qinglu, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "How do you know that you are waiting for Bo Ye?"

Concubine Mo Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "What, according to you, can Yanyun's rooftop still change hands?" It's really a joke, that's the territory of the Shangqing Palace, not the ...... of the night."

Someone outside said, "Who else could it be?"

A person is floating from the outside, with a feather coat and a star crown, long hair fluttering, eyes like autumn water, at first glance like Lu Zu's resurrection, a good fairy wind bones are all true.

Stay overnight!

After all, he came.

Zhang Qinglu's eyes closed slightly, and slowly opened them, just in time to see Bo Ye looking in his direction, the two looked at each other, Zhang Qinglu's different color disappeared in a flash, and slowly lowered his head.

Bo Ye did not show any strange color, smiled and greeted the familiar people, and while talking to him, everyone savored the scene just now with great interest-who can be the king of God, where is the fool? The scene just now is enough for everyone to speculate about the relationship between them.

Since there is a contradiction, there is a place to exploit.

When the eight emperors—oh, the nine emperors—came together, the final host finally appeared.

Yin Lao doesn't look as chic as Bo Ye, not as graceful as the East King and West Mother, nor as handsome as Cheng Jun, dressed in a blue cloth coat and a sparse beard, just like an old country pedant.

But when he entered, everyone held their breath and quietly showed their respect with a gaze salute.

Sitting in the main hall, Yin Lao talked to everyone very kindly, and the tone of his speech was no different from that of a village teacher and his neighbors, and it was filled with a homely atmosphere. Don't talk about others, even Zhang Qinglu's mood is a little better.

However, in the end, Yin Lao took out a large compass with a gap in each of the eight directions of the Qiankun Bagua on it, and said, "Everyone, now take out your Dao Xuanguo and put it on it, and you can measure the movement of the last rooftop." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and in order to obtain the Dao Xuan Fruit, each of them experienced a great hard battle, and some even directly faced other emperors. Except for Cheng Jun and a few of them, every Dao Xuanguo is not easy to come by, with Yin Lao's words, let them take out the Dao Xuanguo, who can be happy? Even if Yin Lao is a land immortal, it can't work.

Yin Lao sighed: "I also know that this matter is difficult, but the eternal problem of ascension has dawned at this moment, and I am really anxious." I don't know how you are, I can feel that my life is getting old day by day, if I don't hurry up and soar, I'm afraid that the real way will disappear and turn into a loess. ”

Cheng Jun said secretly: Nonsense, you can live at least seven hundred years later, I know best.

Yin Lao said: "Of course, there is always a few more days of worry. Putting aside the calculation of heavenly machines, let's talk about the analysis between the lines of the classics, where should the last rooftop be?"

He suddenly called someone's name and said, "Fellow Daoist of the night, you can talk about it." ”

Bo Ye was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "As the Yin predecessor said, I have one or two guesses. The last rooftop is probably the same as the Zhongzhou Guanzhong land and ...... where it was buried in conjunction with Xuanfu Road It has something to do with the Xuanfu Taoist system. ”

Cheng Jun's eyes moved, and he slowly exhaled in his heart-

Xuanfu Taoism, the land of Guannai.

Finally I heard it again, my true teacher. (To be continued.) )