Season 715 Punitive Cultivation
Wise Heaven looked at his hands full of incredible strength, he only felt heart-to-heart, while the nerves of his whole body were connected to his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body flowed and metabolized along the bloodstream.
"I don't know."
Yun Yan thought for a moment: "Could it be that this guy is a freak?" There is an old legend that there is a bear that no matter what it eats or how much it eats, it will never be able to eat enough, and it will not hold on, so you are the monster? ”
Zhizhitian shrugged: "Maybe I'm a wasted cultivator?" I really envy you, congratulations, you have broken through to the Great Wheel King Realm, so that you can build your own Immortal Mansion, right? ”
Yun Yan was a little yearning: "Perhaps, you also want to ask my master the opinion of the Emperor Hongxi." ”
………
The two went out of the underground secret room and parted ways, Yun Yan came to the main hall of the end of the clouds, and saw that the Emperor Hongqi Heavenly Emperor was on the seat, as if he had been waiting for someone.
Yun Yan cautiously wanted to walk in front of him, "Back?" ”
Yun Yan's heart eyes "chuckled", and he smiled slightly: "Yun Yan meets the master!" ”
"Get on your knees."
Yunyan didn't dare to disobey.
Emperor Hongqi opened his eyes: "Dacheng Great Wheel King Realm Double Heaven? Where have you been this month? ”
Yun Yan was embarrassed: "Back to the master, Yun Yan temporarily decided to retreat for a month, and I haven't had time to report it to you to know, and the master hopes to forgive me." ”
"Hmph." Emperor Hongqi said: "A 380-pound ancient spar allowed you to break through to the two heavens of the Great Wheel King Realm? Is there anything left? ”
Yun Yan said, "No... Without. ”
Emperor Hongqi didn't think so, and asked again: "Did you open the door of the Immortal Wine Cellar, and did you drink the wine?" ”
"It's... Be. ”
The Emperor of Heaven is furious! knew that Yun Yan did it, but he didn't confess to Wise Heaven.
"Do you know that the Holy Lord of the Graphite Heaven Domain, Qianchen Xiangyi, has brought people to the door, if it weren't for your master's ability, I'm afraid that someone would throw his head into the nine clouds."
Yun Yan bowed his head: "I don't know!" I hope that the master will not be angry, although he will be punished! ”
"You love retreats so much, don't you? Okay, then you can retreat for another month, and from today onwards, you are not allowed to leave the end of the clouds for half a step, no one is allowed to visit, and you are not allowed to pass on any information. The Emperor of Heaven left with a word.
Yunyan had a false alarm, and finally the master was reluctant to punish him heavily.
On the other side, Zhi Zhitian returned to Xiaoling Immortal Mansion, although he was free to enter and exit, but he disappeared for a month.
Xiaoling Fairy found him: "Where have you been this month?" ”
Wise Heaven said with a weak heart: "I went to retreat and cultivated, but it happened suddenly, and I haven't had time to tell you, Xiaoling Fairy, I'm sorry." ”
"Who the hell are you?"
Zhizhitian was stunned: "I am Zhizhitian." ”
"No, I'm asking you, why did you come to Xiaoling Immortal Mansion?"
Wise glanced at her, "Didn't I tell you?" I was ......"
"Oh, I didn't need to ask,"
Xiaoling Fairy couldn't help but glance at him more: "Although the cultivation speed is slow, but on the whole, it has improved, by the way, I heard that Yun Yan, the single disciple of the Heavenly Emperor, has also been missing for a month, does this have anything to do with you?" ”
Wise Tian's eyes widened, and it was only for a moment, and he quickly covered it up: "I... I don't know. ”
"That's it, don't make an example."
Xiaoling Fairy just left, and Zhizhitian was very puzzled: "Actually... Didn't punish me? ”
I secretly followed and found out that she had gone to a tryst with Luo Fan, no wonder she didn't take much care of herself.
In the past month, Luo Fan Shangxian has not spent time and effort on Xiaoling Fairy, to be precise, in the past hundred years.