Beyond Kyushu, an unknown place.

In the huge palace, Candle Jiuyin sat on the throne, and a shuttle-shaped magic weapon in his hand was deftly flipped between his fingers, without using mana, just a simple five-finger flip, which made this shuttle sometimes move like a swimming fish, and sometimes stop at the fingertips.

Of course, this was just a subconscious pastime, and he was looking through the various information materials sent by Yun Mengze at this time.

The turtle shell shells were flipped and read by him, the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, when it was fast, it swept at a glance, and when it was slow, he held the recorded turtle shell, twisting his eyebrows and thinking.

Sunlight was shining through the dome of the palace, shining on his face in a dazzling array of colors, and reflecting his increasingly strange expression.

It wasn't until he finished reading all the information that he finally closed his eyes, stretched out two fingers and pressed them on his eyebrows to grind slightly, as if he was thinking and seemed to be very sad.

It wasn't until a moment later that he finally opened his eyes, turned his head sideways, looked to the side, and asked, "What do you think of the news sent by Yun Mengze this time?"

On the side of the throne, there was a person standing proudly with a tortoise shell on his back, and at a glance, he only thought that he was the turtle prime minister from the water mansion, but the tortoise shell was too recognizable.

But at second glance, you can notice that he is different, he is not hunched over like other turtle prime ministers, and his expression is obscene.

He stands straighter, his height is two meters away, his hands and feet are long, his appearance is handsome, although he also carries a brown tortoise shell, but you can't see the slightest obscenity from him, but a mixed elegance and capable temperament.

In addition, his physique is extremely majestic, and his power is almost visible to the naked eye, and he knows at a glance that this is a Mengren.

The sixth son of the dragon, also known as Baxia, resembles a turtle, has a good load in his life, has infinite strength, can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and likes to trust the monument to travel.

After listening to the question, he didn't rush to answer, but still looked at the tortoise shell in his hand, and after reading it carefully, he thought for a moment before he spoke.

His voice was extremely loud, like a big Lu Hongzhong, shocking, but his words were extremely calm: "Yun Mengze's side should not have gained much, so he will pass on these small pieces of news and uncertain speculations.

However, just looking at these news, it is not that they are slacking off, but they really have not gained much.

This, I guess, is what that Yunmeng Shuijun wants to tell us!"

"Humph!"

Candle Jiuyin snorted very unhappily: "If the matter is not done, I know how to play these little tricks."

He shook his head slowly, and said, "It can be regarded as an explanation, but it is correct for that Shui Jun to adjust the direction of the investigation in time, and in the field they are familiar with, they can naturally achieve more results."

"I hope so."

Candle Jiuyin's hand movements still did not stop, and the speed of the shuttle magic weapon rotating faster and faster at his fingertips, squinting slightly, he said again: "That little girl is a person who likes to play dumb riddles with me, although the letter did not say it explicitly, but obviously, he wants me to go to the heavens and ask about the situation of the heavenly court."

With that, he stretched out his other hand and pointed to the sky.

He also looked at it clearly, but said, "Although this is okay, it takes too long to go back and forth, and it will inevitably make the king lose points in the eyes of the ancestors, which is not a good thing!"

"And what do you say?"

"Your Majesty, do you remember our mission?"

"Of course, what we want is not to unify this world, but to keep this world in a state of rapid development, comfort makes people lazy, and only a certain degree of turmoil can make them never stop."

"So, do you think those secret records of the exercises spread by this Heavenly Court are good or bad?"

"This?"

Candle Jiuyin narrowed his eyes slightly, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that what the other party said was very reasonable, and the gentleman also spoke at the right time: "Your Majesty, do you think that if Heavenly Court is so tossed, what will happen to the Kyushu Terran in the future?"

"Naturally, it's going to be messy for a while."

"Then with the blessing of these secret martial arts, what do you think of the strength of the Kyushu Terran?"

"It should be a step up."

"Then there are more masters, isn't it easier to achieve the indicators given to me above?"

"That's the truth!"

Candle Jiuyin nodded slightly, but said again, "However, this alone is not enough, the human race has moved, what about the demon race? What about spirits?

Don't they have to move, too?"

As soon as his eyes lit up, he immediately bowed down and patted his ass: "Your Excellency, then what should we do?"

Candle Jiuyin finally stopped what he was doing, and as soon as he grasped the magic weapon of the flying shuttle, he said, "Remember that the Heavenly King who holds the country seems to have said that the heavenly court is the coexistence of immortals and gods, and the co-rule of demons?"

"There is a record of this!"

"Then I want to know, why this opportunity only belongs to the human race, and rejects the demons?

I remember that little blue bird and the new Mountain Monarch seem to have had contact with Heavenly Court?"

"Yes!"

"Inform them that I will give them a chance to meet me!" Candle Jiuyin commanded, looked at the tortoiseshell jade piece on the withered gilt long table in front of him, and picked one out of it.

He looked at the word "Heavenly Court" written on it, and his eyes became more and more fierce: "Find the mocking wind again and let him go to the human realm."

In this heavenly court, we still have to investigate, and we have investigated it deeply.

It doesn't matter if they are doing the trouble, but in the end, we have to determine where they came from, if it is as they say, but what if not?"

……

Inside the Heavenly Court of Illusion.

The fourth prince, Zhao Yin, walked on the jade stairs, a big red python robe was extremely conspicuous, and many heavenly envoys who had entered the illusion world around him were looking at him with strange expressions.

The rules of the land of heaven are strict, which is reflected in all aspects, such as this dress, no matter how much you want to reflect your personality, the envoys of heaven are all white robes with heavenly orders hanging on their waists.

It's not that there are no Heavenly Court emissaries who want to change their clothes, but after changing their outfits, they can't walk outside, those Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who patrol in Heavenly Court are not fun, they patrol every day and are boring, and they like these unconventional people the most.

And such a red shirt like a python robe, it is not something that anyone can wear, the most important thing is that he still wears it swaggeringly, and the soldiers and generals around him don't ask when they see him.

It's just that Zhao Yin didn't pay attention to the eyes of outsiders, and after entering the reception hall step by step, he searched for someone to report and found the old man who picked up the guide.

"Lady Immortal Official, I'm here to ask you to bring a word for me."

"To whom?"

"To the Inspector Immortal Official, please help me to say a word to him, the Heavenly Court Divine Dao is about to flourish in the Kyushu Terran Race, and I, Zhao Yin, have not lived up to his expectations."

……

Dongtian,

Galaxy Sword Sect.

"It's boring!"

The overlapping male and female voices turned into a leisurely sigh from under the tree, and there was no Mo Chengjun and no Baling'er under the magnificent and dreamy thousand-year-old cloud fairy tea tree, but there were still two people lying there, it was Ba Nishang and Xue Ling.

The two little ones have already grown into adults, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, just sleeping on two recliners, the posture is lazy, and the expression is full of helplessness.

Between the two, there was still new tea boiling on the coffee table on one side, and the tea-scented birds and birds were floating in all directions, which really taught their godfather's style ten out of ten.

[In view of the general environment,

Xue Ling was the first to ask, "By the way, how long has my godfather been in retreat this time?"

"It's been a long, long time." Xiao Xin'er couldn't help but complain: "When my godfather was here, he was busy with a topic, he was so tired every day that he wanted to die or live, and he didn't have a free time, so I thought about when I could rest......

But my godfather went into retreat, but he was idle, he just had nothing to do, boring, boring!"

"Why don't we go to the Heavenly Court of the Illusion Law and find a few Heavenly Court envoys to teach us?"

"A bunch of stupid donkeys, don't go!"

"Then let's go to the Nether Shu Mountain, find some demons and bad luck, and beat them with peach blossoms on their faces."

"I just went there yesterday, and I really can't lift it

God!"

"Then let's go to Xiniu Hezhou in the illusion world, the demons and monsters there are strong enough?"

"Are you sure you're not looking for abuse? Those mountain and sea demons, who have you beaten?"

Xue Ling gave up on himself: "Then what do you say?"

"It's boring!"

Xiao Xin'er let out a long sigh, squeezed her little face together, and said seriously: "I have decided, when my godfather is out of the customs, I also have to open a project to keep myself busy."

"Start a project? I've been thinking about it for a long time!"

"Then we're together!"

"Then what do you think we're going to study?"

"Of course it's kendo, and it's bound to be kendo!"

"Hmph, I still talk about spells, and I like spells."

「……」

If Mo Chengjun was here, he would have to scold the last sentence: The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words!

It's just that it's good to be young!

……

Galaxy Sword Sect.

The peak of the four seasons.

The Four Seasons Sword stands on the top of the mountains, looking into the distance, the mountain wind blows through her clothes and hunting, but it is even more lined with her momentum like a sword.

You also have to admit that one side of the "water and soil" raises one side of the people, and the female sword Venerable Shen Jinxiu was in charge of the Xinghe Sword Sect before she became the head of the sect, although she was also the same in the sect, but she was always the role of a "military advisor", and she didn't have to show her head too much, and she didn't participate much in the specific management.

But now, when she stood in front of the stage, faced all the disciples of the Galaxy Sword Sect, and carried the great hatred of the sect, her temperament was still different after all.

A rainbow light came from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it came closer, and the sword light fell behind the female sword venerable, but it was Ruoli Fairy.

Ruoli Fairy, who was already the first person of the three generations of the Galaxy Sword Sect, finally went to the veil, revealing a peerless appearance, she slowly walked behind her master, and also looked at the sea of clouds from afar, watching the changes in the sky, and her expression also changed.

After all, the sword trick still affects a person's character, if the temperament of the fairy is originally cold, it is the performance of the "Four Seasons Sword Technique" stepping into the "Winter Solstice Frost", but when she successfully combines the four seasons and comprehends the magic power of the sword, the cold temperament has already converged.

If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that now she is involved in the affairs of the sect, dealing with people more and more times, and her temperament is more similar to Shen Jinxiu, the Four Seasons Sword Venerable who has not yet become the head of the sect, gentle and atmospheric, intellectual and decisive.

It's just that at this time, Ruoli Fairy looks like he wants to say something.

Until the female sword venerable couldn't help it anymore, and finally turned around, she glared at her apprentice and said, "You don't want to ask Master Mo?"

"Yes!"

"Since you want to ask, then you ask, ask?

Don't look like you want to talk and stop, you don't say how he knows? He doesn't know what you're talking about!

If you leave, you have to know that there are some things that you have to fight for, and the master can't help you everywhere!"

Ruoli Fairy was first ashamed, and then angry: "Master, you, what are you talking nonsense?"

"I said nonsense, what did I say, I didn't ask you, do you want to know the situation of Master Mo? What do you think I'm talking about?"

「……」

Ruoli Fairy was completely angry, she stomped her foot fiercely, and said loudly, "I just want to ask, what is the situation of Master Mo's retreat this time?

It's been so long, whether he succeeds or not, there should be a result, why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

"Haha! What can be the result? You look at this cave sky, you look at this orderly fluctuation of ideas, you look at the people you are worried about......

It's just a breakthrough to transform into a baby, what is it?

As for why he hasn't come out yet?"

Four Seasons Sword Venerable Shen Jinxiu finally smiled, and said faintly: "I guess I found some interesting topics again, and I was so fascinated by the research that I forgot the time.

Alas, this little guy is really embarrassed to make such a big stall, and he really dares to be a shopkeeper!"

……

Floating Immortal Road.

Meditation room.

The slap baby jumps down, and then blends into the body, and stays in the sea of knowledge.

And Mo Chengjun finally woke up from his contemplation, he got up from the futon, stretched his waist beautifully, and looked at the rich heaven and earth spirit around him.

As if he was interested, he made a move casually, and a large number of heaven and earth spiritual opportunities surged, and a huge vortex funnel was formed, and the center of the funnel was Mo Chengjun's palm placed horizontally on his chest.

- The first of the thirty-six supernatural powers of Tiangang, "Mediation and Creation"

It's just time to breathe, and the spirit dissipates, leaving only a jade the size of *** head in his palm.

The jade is an irregular polygonal shape, crystal clear, as if you can see countless twists and turns in it, and there are nine small holes on it, and the wind blows, as if there is a whining sound.

Mo Chengjun looked at this jade, and his expression was really indescribable.

To be honest, he didn't expect that this time he would come up with such a thing?

Of course, you'd be wrong to say it's useless, because what you can get out of by mistake is actually very good.

As for its name?

Mo Chengjun felt that he could call it - Jade Jane!