Seeing that the golden tile used to build the nest had suffered a lot of damage, the Partridge Divine Bird that Ding Chengli had transformed into suddenly let out an angry roar, revealing a bit of the majesty of the Shinto that Qi Jingzhi was familiar with.

At the same time, many tile ghosts and phantoms appeared on the golden tiles where they were lodged, and they only felt dense and innumerable, as if thousands of ghosts and gods were in the arch guarding the nest.

The black water filthy sea transformed by the golden threaded clothes immediately lost its power, not only could it not flood the golden nest, but the black smoke billowed and the water level plummeted, and even the roar of the Tiger Monarch Daoist was obviously a little more painful, not to mention taking the opportunity to get out of trouble, it seemed to be damaged by those black filthy waters.

Qi Jingzhi silently looked up and watched the battle, and always paid attention to Ding Chengyuan's changes in expression, words and deeds, wanting to get a glimpse of the true thoughts of this Marquis of An Feng.

I still remember that Liu Muzhi once said to him that it is better to listen to his words than to watch his deeds.

However, after all the previous experiences, Qi Jingzhi still couldn't see that when anyone faced Ding Chengyuan, no matter what he said or did, it was best not to believe it easily.

Just like at this moment, this person kept saying that he wanted to be a witness, and he also killed his relatives in front of the young man and even everyone in Jiuzhen County, expelled his cousin Ding Chengli from the portal, and did not hesitate to spare such strange treasures as the golden silk clothes, while besieging and refining the Tiger Monarch Dao people, while driving the Black Water Filthy Sea to attack the Golden Nest, even if the loss was great, he did not even frown.

His title is Marquis Anfeng, but even the skin of the yellow clam and golden toad, which is regarded as a sign of a good year, can be abandoned, and the soldiers and civilians in the city will naturally know that he understands righteousness and is loyal to his duties.

Qi Jingzhi also heard and saw it himself, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

Especially when Ding Chengyuan's arm shook again and again, and the money string used to catch the golden toad was re-transformed into a golden lacquer short sword, which was sacrificed like a flying sword, and shot towards the Golden Nest Divine Bird, the suspicion in the young man's heart became more and more intense.

"Facing the siege of the Tiger Monarch Dao and the Dogskin Old Dao before, this An Fenghou has never shown any flying sword skills."

Qi Jingzhi's thoughts flickered, only to see a sword light swept through the air, like flowing gold and flying fire, around the golden nest a few times, and then a large number of tile ghosts were killed, and then the sword roared, soared into the sky, and then stabbed down towards the head of the divine bird in the nest.

The Stork Divine Bird flapped its wings without showing weakness, raised its head and stretched its neck, its long beak wide open, and when it landed, it held the sword light in its mouth, and refused to let go no matter how much it struggled.

"Sure enough! The sun is thinning...... Sunset Molten Golden Sword! This kind of thing happened to someone else, it may be just a coincidence, can it be replaced by the Ding brothers......

Qi Jingzhi looked at the divine bird that fell back to the golden nest, and saw that its long beak was bright and golden, and it was clearly deeply involved with the Great Black God and the Xuanjin Tribulation.

Looking at Ding Chengyuan again, this Marquis An Fenghou was careless for a while, so much so that he lost a flying sword weapon without paying attention, and obviously became impatient.

"A tile ghost is a living life! You are so mad and killing innocents, if you really steal the throne of the gods and evolve into an evil god, I don't know how many people will be harmed and die in vain!"

"The Ding family has received the grace of the country, even if Ben Hou fights for his life today, he will definitely get rid of you as a scourge!"

I saw Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan shouting angrily, holding the banner of Jin Yan in one hand, raising the seven-star long knife in the other, stepping on the golden toad, flying across the sea, and rushing straight to the golden nest regardless of the danger.

This blood, courage and sincerity of loyalty to the king and protection of the people is really a reference from heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon can be expressed.

For a while, the Black Water Filthy Sea was mighty and turbid, and it immediately overwhelmed the Golden Nest, which had lost most of the suppression of the tile ghosts.

The turbid romantic air is surging, covering a golden nest tightly, only the sound of phoenixes and swords can be heard, and there are also the miserable cries and angry cries of the Tiger Monarch Daoist, but you can't see the inside.

Seeing this, the eyes of the three people on the ground intertwined, and they were speechless.

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi suddenly heard Wei Bao's exclamation, and a golden light swept into the air in front of him.

The three of them hurriedly looked up, only to see that it was the red gold knife that broke open Wei Bao's palm on its own, and the blade of the knife circled slightly in the air, and then turned back into a dripping red gold bead.

The next moment, this strange bead that suddenly changed was like a seed sprouting

The golden twigs and leaves on display have been transformed into a golden seedling of an unknown purpose in an instant.

Immediately afterward, the leaves of the seedling shook in the wind, and golden dew from nowhere appeared in the void, dripping quickly on the leaves, and then seeping into it and disappearing without a trace.

As far as the eye can see, the golden seedling began to grow and grow at an extremely fast rate, and after only a dozen breaths, it grew into a small tree half a person tall.

At the same time, the sound of wings flickering suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them, followed by a rapid and sharp birdsong, which was obviously filled with anger.

Two exotic birds appeared out of thin air, their shape was like a finch, with soft golden feathers all over their bodies, and they were the two golden birds that An Fenghou carefully kept in the Bihan Pavilion.

As soon as they appeared, they stared at the little golden tree, and when they saw the golden dew dripping from the top of the canopy, they immediately roared angrily, and flew over without hesitation, one of them landed on the trunk and pecked violently, and the other grasped a branch and leaf with its claws and was about to flutter its wings.

When it was too late, a snake and a tiger suddenly jumped out of the body of the golden tree, the snake's kiss was like an urn, the tiger's mouth was like a basin, and the two unprepared golden birds were swallowed with one face.

"This ......"

At this moment, even Qi Jingzhi didn't know what to say, and there was only one thought in his heart: "The sword-raising immortal behind the red gold knife...... Are you finally going to make a move?"

Without waiting for him to think about it, as the two golden birds were devoured by the cloud snake and mist tiger, the golden dew that had been clearly grained and calmly dripped suddenly increased, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a golden rain cloud.

At first, the drizzle was like silk and dripping, and then it gradually became dense and like a curtain, and finally it rained down like a pour.

With the nourishment of this surging golden rain, the golden little tree rose from the ground from time to time, and unconsciously it was higher than the main hall of the White Cloud Palace.

The golden canopy stretched out wantonly, huge and huge, covering the entire Baiyun Palace and even the wider area downward, and upwardly enveloping the Black Water Filthy Sea and the Golden Phoenix Nest in it, lifting it up to a higher sky.

The fast-growing trunk made a rumbling sound, and it crashed towards Qi Jingzhi and the three of them.

The three young men were stunned, and they all turned around and ran, almost being knocked off by the trunks of trees that were like walls, and there was the terrifying sound of trees breaking and houses collapsing behind them.

When the tree's growth finally slowed down or even stopped, they slowed down and looked back.

I saw that it was only a moment, and the original golden tree had grown into a truly huge tree that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and in Qi Jingzhi's eyes, it was much taller than the statue of the Autumn God.

The black water and filthy sea attached to the golden phoenix's nest were still surging, and at this time, it seemed to be only the same as the shadow cast by a large cluster of golden leaves on the branches, and the huge golden nest was just a small bird's nest on this giant tree.

The Ding brothers who were in the middle of it didn't seem to be aware of the changes in the outside, and the voices were still fighting endlessly, and the wails of the Tiger Monarch Daoist were not as full of anger as before.

As the small tree grows into a giant tree, the original smooth and delicate new skin on the tree becomes a cracked and wrinkled old skin, revealing ancient meaning, which looks like a huge piece of golden scales.

Qi Jing's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the eight-treasure red golden spear of the donkey-headed prince in the dream in his pillow, and the fierce dragon with naked golden scales.

This sixteen-year-old boy couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's really a big dream, and things are wrong in the blink of an eye!"

Before the words fell, someone behind him suddenly chuckled, "Oh?"

Qi Jingzhi was shocked, his body immediately turned sharply, but he felt that his back was light, and his fried life had been easily taken away!

"Although the world is as short as a spring dream, and human affection is as thin as autumn clouds, but at a young age, when you are in high spirits, why do you have such a feeling of decay and decadence?"

A young man dressed in a green robe and wearing a blue crown stood a foot away, playing with the young man's long knife in his hand, and brushing his fingers over the inscription on the knife.

"The blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, the moon is cold and the day is warm, come to fry the life ......"

The young man read the inscription of fried life lightly, then turned his head to look at Qi Jingzhi carefully, and chuckled:

"I see, you came here with this knife on your back, do you want to seize the divine power of the Sun and restore the emperor's Dao system?"

When he was being looked at by the young man, Qi Jingzhi was also looking at the other party unceremoniously.

I saw that this person was as rich as jade, and his breath was amiable, especially a pair of eyes with brilliance and inner connotation, at first glance, he only felt that he was bright and clear, and then he felt that under the soft eye waves, there seemed to be a blue sea hidden, which was unfathomable.

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but look at it twice, and suddenly met the other party's gaze, and suddenly felt that the light and shadow in front of him were intertwined, as if he really saw the blue sea and green abyss, and even his own breathing was pressed to the point of shortness.

He was shocked, and his eyes were immediately covered with a layer of smoke, and at the same time he struggled to look away, refusing to look directly into the other party's eyes.

Qi Jingzhi could clearly sense that the young man's gaze did not contain any hostility, nor did he use the power of his heart like Xin Changji, the commander of Chaozhou to ward off evil spirits, it was really just a plain glance.

He couldn't look at his eyebrows, so he looked at the other party's clothes.

I saw that the young man on the opposite side had no carvings on his body except for the crown on his head and the green robe on his body, and only a white feather fan shaped like a phoenix tail was pinned to his waist, shrouded in a layer of shallow white soft light.

Seeing that Qi Jingzhi didn't speak, the young man took it as a tacit acquiescence and sighed faintly: "I didn't expect that after the Xuandu Guan Lord and Ding Lingwei left, there would still be heirs in Xianyu Mountain who had such unattainable delusions. In comparison, the Heavenly Clothes Sect is becoming more and more unrepresented!"

Qi Jingzhi naturally didn't know what the emperor Taoist system was, except for hearing the names of Xianyu Mountain and Xuandu Guan Lord, he also had no clue who Ding Lingwei was: "It's just this surname...... Could it be related to Jiang's surname Ding?"

The young man's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't want to entangle with this obviously unfathomable young man, so he immediately stopped thinking about it, and Zhengse said, "I came to Jiuzhen County, Liaozhou, but I was entrusted by the golden knife Wei to send the red golden knife back to the hole of a dragon claw locust tree in the Baiyun Palace, so that it could be ...... to their rightful owners."

As if hearing Qi Jingzhi's lack of confidence, the young man said with a smile: "This is strange! If I remember correctly, it doesn't seem to be here, right?"

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to the young man's side: "Now that I, the bitter master who has lost the treasure sword, has come to the door, the Jiuzhen Wei clan should always give an explanation, right?"

Qi Jingzhi stretched out his arm suddenly, stopped Wei Bao, who wanted to step forward, and said in a deep voice to the young man: "Although the Wei clan of Jiuzhen County has been stealing treasures without telling you for decades, they have also raised knives for your Excellency for decades.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is extremely high, and you were able to fly in and out of the Qing Netherworld decades ago, so it is naturally impossible not to detect the prying eyes of a mortal, but let the red gold sword be taken away by it...... Your Excellency didn't dare to say anything at that time, and the Jiuzhen Wei Clan didn't have the shame to ask for anything."

"The Golden Knife Wei was even more remorseful before he died, but he asked me to put the Red Golden Knife back in the tree hole, and I never had the slightest idea of passing it on to my descendants!"

Qi Jingzhi paused, and his eyes showed a resolute expression: "Sending the red gold knife to the Wei clan is all an idea, if your Excellency has any dissatisfaction, I will take it!"

Wei Bao was in a hurry when he heard this, and the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him was not only the original owner of the Red Gold Knife, but also overshadowed the two brothers An Fenghou in a flip of his palm, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

He immediately whispered: "The Jiuzhen Wei clan has enjoyed decades of wealth since they got the red gold sword, and since they owe debts, there will always be a day when they will be returned, Wei Bao will die when he dies, how can he let Engong accept it on his behalf?"

After that, this Wei lone seedling knelt on his knees, his forehead slammed on the ground and then stopped lifting, and he said in a muffled voice: "If the predecessor is angry, take Wei Bao's life, please don't be angry with others!"

Seeing this, the young man still had a smile on his face, and said leisurely: "Wei Gong, the golden knife of Jiuzhen County, Liaozhou, was given a knife by the immortals when he was a teenager, and he can make snakes and tigers, and he can stand up to the clouds and mist, and sit into mountains and rivers.

"Since you are the descendant of this great man in the East China Sea, why don't you even have gold under a man's knees

Do you know, or is it that this land of the East China Sea is so rich in gold that even gold is worthless?"

Wei Bao looked up in amazement, only to feel that his body suddenly lightened, and he had been grabbed by one arm by Qi Jingzhi and Geshu Dashi, and dragged him up.

Seeing the young man chuckle, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the black water filthy sea and the golden phoenix nest on the golden giant tree: "I noticed the change in the golden qi of the East China Sea, and I came to clean up this mess, but I don't have the heart to embarrass you juniors!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately bowed his hand: "In this case, dare to ask the seniors what to call them? Can you give back the saber of the junior?"

"Hehe, I just said that I won't pursue it, and you, the young man, immediately changed his tone and begged for a saber with confidence, this is because you think I'm easy to talk and can be bullied?"

Although the young man said this, he also answered Qi Jingzhi's question seriously: "I am Jiang's surname Zheng, a famous immortal, also known as An Qi, and now I am cultivating in Tiantai Mountain in the East China Sea, and I am the master of the Bihai Immortal Sect."

He paused, and added: "Zheng was a native of Qi before he passed away, and as he grew older, he was successively called An Qisheng, Mr. Anqiu, and the Arctic Zhenren, and he was also awarded the title of the lord of Qi and was called Langya Jun."