"How? Taiqing and morality, how to say? ”

"As we expected, they're not prepared to care about these things!"

Yuan Qingwei replied casually, but Du Erdao frowned and said, "Is this credible?" ”

"It doesn't really matter if it's credible or not, the important thing is that we both have made our attitudes clear!" Yuan Qingwei's expression was very flat, and at the same time, he looked at the underworld and said, "Moreover, we didn't guess wrong, the three sects of Taishang should all have their own responsibilities, and they are all suppressing something." ”

As he spoke, Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, and the names of Taiqing, Daodao, Chunyang, and Shushan appeared, and his finger pointed at Shu Mountain: "Among them, the things sealed by Shushan Pavilion should have a direct connection with the source of their inheritance." ”

Then, Yuan Qingwei's finger was placed on the names of Taiqing, Daode and Chunyang: "The seal of the Taiqing lineage should be a monster born locally, as for the specific situation, it is unknown." And the situation of morality and pure yang should not be much different, which can also explain why for more than sixty years, no one has ever looked for pure yang cave heaven. ”

"It's not that they don't want to, but they can't!" In fact, since the Dahua sacrifice to the sky, Yuan Qingwei doubted that the three sects of Taishang were really capable of competing with the imperial court?

After all, when Dahua sacrificed to the sky, even the thirty-three days that Da Xuan built with the power of immortal humanity back then, as well as the Netherworld Mansion built by Daqin, could be captured and integrated into the game world.

Even if the thirty-three days and the Netherworld are consumed in the depths of the Netherworld, the quality is placed there, and it is impossible to change it.

Looking at the leopard in the tube, it is also possible to see part of Dahua's heritage.

With such a comparison, how could Yuan Qingwei still believe that Dahua would not be able to defeat the Taishang Three Sects.

In the same way, how can the Pure Yang Cave Heaven survive to this day, it is not Dahua's opponent during the perfect period, how can it escape from Dahua's palm if it loses control? And all this, if it is a seal in itself, can be explained.

The top level of Dahua has never thought of looking for it, and the middle and low levels, and even most of the high-level people do not know the inside story, so they will spend their hearts to explore, which will cause such a strange phenomenon.

Apparently aware of the problem, he asked, "In that case, have you thought about what to do next?" Is it a slow picture, or is it a fatal blow? ”

"If I'm just a monk in the mage realm, or I'm weak, or if there's no emergency today, then I'll probably choose to take it slowly. But who made it so coincidental today, everything happened together, and the most important thing is that I also have a little bit of interest in the Haotian Mirror in Shushan. ”

After speaking, Yuan Qingwei's body had already descended to this world with the help of the power of Qingwei Palace, looked at Du Er and said, "Egypt, please leave it to you!" ”

"You!" Du Er was obviously very dissatisfied with Yuan Qingwei's practice of not saying a word like this, but the movements under his hands were not slow, and after quickly arranging the affairs of the underworld, most of his will was to transfer back to the nascent Shinto world.

And Yuan Qingwei, who changed back to the body, walked slowly towards the cave of Shushan Pavilion.

Compared with the cave heaven of Taiqing and morality, the cave heaven of Shushan Pavilion is much simpler, although according to the division of the main world, it belongs to the first-class heavy spiritual land. However, inside the cave of Taiqing and morality, the law of the Tao is complete, and there is no trace of operation, almost a complete small world, and the cave of Shushan Pavilion still has a trace of artificial traces in the operation of the law of the Tao.

This gap, in the eyes of Yuan Qingwei, has become the difference between heaven and earth.

Raise your hand and gently pat it on the outer wall of the cave.

In an instant, subtle fluctuations were transmitted from Yuan Qingwei's palm to the inside of the cave.

"Who?" Several sword lights rushed out of the cave, and then several figures walked out of it.

One of them, an old man with gray hair, loose skin, and a plain Taoist robe stepped forward and said, "Poor Dao stargazing, dare to ask Dao Friend, why is this?" ”

"My name is Yuan Qingwei, why do you say I'm here?" Yuan Qingwei looked at the few Shushan Pavilion elders in front of him.

Among them, the stargazing elder who opened his mouth was average, slightly higher than the moral elder of the Daode Sect, but he was not inferior to the Heavenly Master realm, in comparison, the cultivation of several people around him was much higher at that time.

Among them, the middle-aged Taoist who was wearing a big red robe, with red hair rushing upward, like a flame, was the highest in cultivation, and the aura around his body was a stable Heavenly Master realm. Although the other two old Dao also exuded the aura of the Heavenly Master Realm, their strength was not very stable, and they didn't know if they had broken through recently, or if something went wrong when they broke through.

For Yuan Qingwei's answer, the middle-aged Taoist said with a shocked face: "You are actually a Heavenly Master Realm cultivator?" ”

"Is it strange?" Yuan Qing smiled, raised his hand and held it weakly, and said flatly: "I came today for two things, one is the Pure Yang Sword, and the other is the Haotian Treasure Mirror. ”

"What do you mean by that?" The middle-aged Daoist looked resentful, looking at Yuan Qingwei's eyes, and his tone was a little dangerous.

"What do you mean? Of course, it's interest! Yuan Qing stroked the Pure Yang Treasure Ruler slightly, and said in a very plain tone: "You have borrowed the Pure Yang Sword for more than sixty years, and I want to ask for it to be recovered, and collect some interest, can't you?" I don't ask you to hand over the Haotian Treasure Mirror to me for sixty years, show me ten or eight years, it's always okay! ”

"Daoist friends laugh! The Haotian Treasure Mirror is the treasure of my Shushan Pavilion, how can I borrow it? The stargazer who spoke at the beginning saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and he just wanted to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

Yuan Qingwei sneered: "Come on!" Your Haotian Mirror in Shushan is a treasure, isn't it the Pure Yang Sword of Pure Yang Palace? You don't have to think about delaying time, your head and the rest of the elders won't be able to come back for a while, the layout of the Blood God Son this time is not so simple, you still have to refuse, then let's fight and talk about it! ”

After speaking, the pure yang treasure ruler in Yuan Qingwei's hand flickered, and a purple qi crossed the sky, turning into a purple mist canopy, and then the golden flowers bloomed on the purple qi, the golden flowers turned, and the pure yang qi flowed vigorously, wrapping the four people below.

"How daring!" Seeing Yuan Qingwei act like this, the middle-aged Taoist shouted angrily, and Dao fire flowed out of the holes around his body, among which there was a banana fan flying into his hand, and with a slight wave, the Gangfeng flames agitated, turning into a Dao dragon snake, entwining towards the purple qi, chasing the golden flower, and exploding countless streamers in mid-air.

The stargazing old Taoist waved his long sleeves, and a vast star-like talisman instantly appeared on his plain Dao robe, and these talismans changed in mid-air, forming a star map to operate, and the falling purple qi golden flowers were constantly deflected.

The other two Daoists, one also shook his long sleeves, and seven silver-white mist were intertwined in mid-air, and there were wisps of sword light circulating in them, like a soaring mist, hiding a killing machine, but as soon as these seven flying swords came into contact with the purple qi, they were immediately a little sluggish, and they did not work well, so they could only resist with difficulty, and there was no way to fight back.

The other coughed lightly, opened his mouth to protrude a golden projectile, jumped twice in mid-air, and turned into a sword light shuttling back and forth around him, gradually conjuring up billions of glimmers. And every glimmer of light is actually a ray of sword light, protecting its body while also crushing the falling purple qi golden flowers.