Because of the arrival of Yimiao Zhenjun, it was not only the Ziwei Chen family that caused turmoil.

Anyway, when Yimiao Zhenjun was invited to the Heavenly Saint Palace, Daigo Zhenjun, who was in charge of receiving her, had a very unsightly face.

"Uh-huh, little Daigo, why are you here, what about your master, why didn't you come forward to see me?"

"Yimiao's seniors laughed, Daigo has already prepared a banquet with the Feixian Palace, and I hope that the seniors will appreciate it."

Well, how to put it.

When Yimiao Zhenjun came to Feixian Peak, it was really the same as going home.

It was Daigo Zhenjun who came forward to greet him, surrounded by the disciples of the Heavenly Sage Palace, and the carved beams and painted pillars here have not changed much for hundreds of thousands of years, and it feels similar to the last time she came more than a hundred years ago.

Pressure.

It's even quite comfortable.

Especially the burning gaze of those junior male disciples of the Heavenly Saint Palace when they looked at her, which made Yimiao feel deliberate at the same time, and even a little embarrassed in his heart.

When she and Daigo Zhenjun walked into the Flying Immortal Hall one after another, and only Qin Zhenzheng, the 'waiting maid', was left around, she picked Qin Zhenzheng's chin with a smile, and then said: "It's better to go out, before I was on the edge of Tianhu'er, those juniors in the door didn't say anything when they saw that I couldn't stand up straight, and they were still trembling all over, just like what kind of scary monster I was." ”

You're not you.

Ignoring Qin Zhenzheng's little eyes, 'Master, come and save me', Daigo Zhenjun held the long sword at his waist with one hand and said indifferently: "Since Yimiao's predecessor said this, it is better to take a break in the Heavenly Saint Palace for decades, in recent years, the palace has many questions about cultivation, and it is just right to ask the seniors for advice." ”

"Oh?" Hearing Daigo say this, Yimiao finally let go of the hand that was pinching Qin Zhenzheng's chin, turned his head and looked at Daigo with an expectant gaze: "It's been almost a hundred and seventy years, I don't know how many hundred vein cultivators are left now?" ”

"Seventeen."

"Is there anyone who has obtained gold?"

"Three."

"This rate"

Yimiao's beautiful thin eyebrows frowned slightly: "Among the 1,170 people, only three copies of the gold nature have been obtained, and it seems that this project can be declared a failure." ”

Daigo was silent.

The Hundred Veins refers to a 'great purge' that was carried out one hundred and seventy years ago, led by Da Luo Daodi, on the world's major families, sects, and scattered cultivators, and finally selected 1,170 masters of Nirvana and Peerless Realm from the purged crowd to enter the 'Hundred Veins Learning Palace' of the Heavenly Saint Palace, and gave these people enough resources and immortal Dao methods to let them retreat and practice in the Heavenly Saint Palace.

Force them to practice!

Just to get the gold sex!

One hundred and seventy years ago, it was the time when the ten statues of the Sikong family shone on Sizhou, because the power shown by some families, including the Sikong family, was too strong, and the three holy places attracted another part of the family to suppress these families.

After the plan, as strong as the Sikong family, there are only two of the ten peerless ones left, and one of them passed away more than 30 years later.

Of course, nothing has changed.

A family is still a family.

In this matter, the three holy lands are endless, not to kill these elites of the Absolute and Nirvana Realms, but to take them into the Heavenly Saint Palace to cultivate, and take a genius earth treasure called 'March Li', which will increase the cultivation speed and law comprehension of more than 1,000 people by three times.

Logically speaking, this doesn't seem like a bad thing.

But everything in the world, there are gains and losses, as an anti-heaven elixir that can increase the speed of the monk's cultivation, the side effect of March is to burn the monk's longevity.

Now that more than a hundred years have passed, only one hundred and seventy people who took the March Cent, only one hundred and thirty-four people are still practicing in the Heavenly Saint Palace, and the rest of the people are either going mad and dying on the way to the pass, or Shou Yuan was burned clean by the March Cent, and was directly buried, and only three of them got the gold nature, so they could relieve the effect of the March Cent, but even so, those three people were also a big loss of Shou Yuan, and the one with the most remaining was only eight hundred years to live.

In other words, one hundred and seventy years ago, the three holy lands plundered eighty percent of the world's elites and placed them in the Heavenly Saint Palace, and the final fruit was nothing more than forcibly ripening the three immortal true monarchs!

Well, this matter was also facilitated by Yimiao Zhenjun.

As far as the Zhengxuan Heavenly Realm is concerned, the blood loss made by this transaction, and compared with the three holy lands, while suppressing the Dongzhou sect and family, it has also completed an experiment, which can be regarded as a win-win situation.

Right now, since Yimiao Zhenren has arrived at the Heavenly Saint Palace, he has personally said the words of 'project failure', which not only represents the end of this experiment.

As for the fate of the remaining 134 short-lived?

That's why Daigo Mako-kun opened his mouth.

"Right now, it's the time to descend the realm, and it happens to coincide with the arrival of You, a wonderful senior, Daigo feels that instead of letting the remaining seventeen veins continue to consume longevity like this, it is better to put them into Huanyu. This matter has been approved by the master, I don't know what the intention of Yimiao's predecessors is? ”

"Put them in the Cosmos."

Spread out on the bench of the main seat of the Feixian Palace in a seductive posture, Yimiao Zhenren picked up a delicate fruit, looked at the dazzling colors in the flesh for a moment, and then said indifferently: "Since your master agreed, I want to give him a face, but I want to say it first, this time the release can only go through the time and space rift of Dongzhou." ”

"It's nature." Daigo nodded in response.

At the same time, I was also relieved in my heart.

God knows how painful the three Immortal True Monarchs in the Heavenly Saint Palace have been in charge of guarding the hundred veins for more than a hundred years.

A Tianjiao who should have had the opportunity to burn one after another in the next two thousand years, but they imprisoned them in the Heavenly Saint Palace with extreme means, and let these Tianjiao people who should have been extremely brilliant in this thousand years wait for penance in the Heavenly Saint Palace for one hundred and seventy years.

The suffering of the imprisoned monks is also the suffering of the three immortals who are the caretakers.

But since this is the common will of many immortals in the three holy lands, even with the identity of Daigo True Monarch, he can't question and oppose it.

This is the collective will of the three holy places.

And how can Daigo, who was born in the Holy Land, nurtured in the Holy Land, and realized immortality with the help of the power of the Holy Land, rebel against the will of the Holy Land?

"Forget it, let's not talk about it."

As if sensing that Daigo's mood was wrong, Yimiao Zhenren raised his eyelids and stuffed the peeled Linglong fruit into his mouth: "I heard Xiaozi say, there is a chaotic body under your Heavenly Saint Palace, Daigo, you personally came forward to accept him as an apprentice, and then he was rejected?" ”

"It is true."

"Well, this exquisite fruit is so delicious, yes, just you, you go and bring me a few plates."

Qin Zhenzheng: "??? ”

Subconsciously pointed to himself, and after getting confirmation from a wonderful real person, he picked up the tray on the table and walked out with some grievances.

Yimiao couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this.

I saw that in a way that ordinary people couldn't understand, he patted Daigo Zhenjun on the shoulder, and then laughed: "That's right." ”

Daigo Makoto frowned slightly.

Just a wonderful real person's hand. How did it end up on his shoulder?

Obviously paralyzed on the main seat and didn't move!

Spatial overlay?

"As I said before, there is a problem with the way your Heavenly Saint Palace selects the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, and all the ones selected are crooked melons and cracked dates, and all they have in their hearts are cultivation, tribulation, and resources. If you continue to calculate with such a mind, not to mention that the road to immortality is difficult to walk, even the threshold of absolute relief is also sad.

If it weren't for the death qi that escaped from your ancestor's body"

Saying this, Yimiao Zhenjun was stunned, as if he had been reminded by someone, and suddenly turned his head and looked back.

But there, there are obviously only three portraits of Taoists.

"Old immortal!"

Yimiao Zhenjun scolded when he opened his mouth!

Seeing this, Daigo looked down at his toes.

There is no way, he has a low seniority, and he has been practicing for less than two thousand years, and Yimiao Zhenjun, who scolded in front of him, is an old-timer who is half a generation older than his master, and Yimiao scolds his own master in front of him, and he can only act as if he didn't hear it.

Or else?

Everyone is an old friend who has been together for five or six thousand years, and where is there room for a junior like him to interject when spraying.

Fortunately, Yimiao Zhenjun only scolded a few words, and then as if he had lost interest, he turned around and looked at Daigo indifferently and said:

"I came to the Southern Regions this time, on the one hand, to explore and finish, on the other hand, because Zijin, a disciple of the ninety-sixth generation of the sect, reported that a chaotic body was born in Ziwei Mountain in Jiangzhou in the Southern Regions, and in order to prevent the recurrence of the Immortal Emperor's Court, his person needs to be supervised by the Holy Land, Daigo, do you have any objections?"

“.” What did the patriarch and his old man say to you, so that your face will change.

"If you don't speak, you just don't have any objections."

Yimiao Zhenjun narrowed his eyes, and then swept his gaze to the sky outside the hall: "It's best to have no objections, Chaos Body. I haven't talked to each other in years. ”

Night.

The Xuanniao Dadu of the Heavenly Saint Palace rose from the top of the Flying Immortal Peak and headed all the way to Jiangzhou.

Xuanniao Dadu, the war weapon of the Heavenly Saint Palace.

Breaking the Boundary!

It is generally used to descend to the realm, forcibly landing on the immortal flying boat in the other world, strong and reliable, not to mention anything, just know that this thing itself is an immortal soldier!

The combined immortal soldier is composed of 570,000 parts, large and small, and its core position is the treasure of the world, the Xuanyao stone statue in the Heavenly Saint Palace, which is powerful not only as a means to withstand the Immortal Dao Monarch, but also to protect the monks in Dadu from the time-space rift for up to seven months!

This is not an upper limit, but a realistic data, according to the words of the forging sect in the Heavenly Saint Palace, he estimated that the Xuanniao Dadu and the Void Rift should exist for more than ten years!

The same.

As the most powerful flying boat in the Holy Land of the Heavenly Saint Palace, apart from the supreme treasure of the 'Heavenly Saint Palace' itself, the Xuanniao Dadu is also equipped with an Immortal True Monarch-level attack configuration.

Twenty-eight boundary-breaking flying swords can form a Star Dou Sword Array, and they can also borrow the power of the Xuanniao Stone Statue to connect the Burning Sky Pure Fire to ignite everything, not to mention that it is a magic weapon of the Immortal Realm itself, which can smash mountains with smashing!

This time, the Heavenly Saint Palace put on such a big posture and went south to Jiangzhou, why?

Many monks who watched the movement of Xuanniao Dadu on the road were very curious.

Jiangzhou, isn't that the territory of the crape myrtle Chen family?

And the crape myrtle Chen family, that is the basic plate of the Heavenly Saint Palace.

What do you want to do in Jiangzhou, just send an elder to say it, why use such a big posture?

Could it be that the Ziwei Chen family did something beyond the limit of the Holy Land's patience, so that the Heavenly Saint Palace couldn't help but destroy its full door with a ruthless hand?

A group of families and peers who are qualified to know Xuanniao Dadu thought in their hearts, and after Xuanniao Dadu flew, they even began to follow behind without fear of death, wanting to go to Linjiang City to see the excitement.

But what they don't know is.

Just half an hour before Xuanniao Dadu flew out of the Emperor Stepping Mountain, there were already people in the Heavenly Saint Palace who were already taking the lead towards Ziwei Mountain.

And at the fastest speed!

The bluebird chirps.

Shoot like a meteor across the sky.

Originally, the monks had to fly for a day, but the Blue Bird Flying Boat shortened to two hours.

Wait until Mo Qingyue walks off the bluebird flying boat, and it's not even dawn!

In the stunned gaze of the mountain-seeking disciple, this Heavenly Saint Palace's previous generation of saints said hurriedly:

"Quick! Take me to see Chen Zhixing!! ”

“？？？”

"A wonderful true king?"

"That's right! Without further ado, let the children of the Chen family who are still in the mountains disperse first, and the elite part of them will be sent away from Dongzhou and overseas as soon as possible, you see what I have done, I am the same generation as your grandfather, and I have a close personal relationship, this time I took such a big risk to come and inform you of the Chen family, and I can still harm you! ”

Mo Qingyue felt that what she did this time was really worthy of Chen Zhixing's call to her 'Sister Qingyue', but this dead child was looking at her with a kind of 'sister, are you sleeping or what' eyes, which made her more and more angry.

And then.

"Come on, hmm, do you need me to gather people and hold a welcoming ceremony for her on the mountain?"

"What are you talking about! That's a wonderful true king! It's for your Chaos body!! ”

"Huh?"

Chen Zhixing, who was scolded, blinked: "I do know that she has eaten the Chaos Body, and I heard that she has also improved her cultivation, but"

"What a thing! This time she went to Jiangzhou in person, you probably won't be able to run away, but the rest of your family, your parents, wife, children, apprentices, and even your cousin, if you don't send them away first, wouldn't it be possible to wait for Yimiao Zhenren to serve you a pot!! ”

This sentence was written by Mo Qingyue.

And then again.

She saw behind Chen Zhixing, there were pairs of pupils that made her feel her hair stand on end, opening one after another.

One pair, two pairs.

Round, vertical.

And there is no doubt that the owners of these pupils are all peerless, and they are all inhuman!

"You, you. Zhi Xing"

"So, Sister Qingyue, don't worry, you just said that Yimiao Zhenren is coming, well, you're going to kill me, but I'm not in a hurry, why are you all planning things for me one by one?"

Speaking of this, Chen Zhixing's expression suddenly moved.

Immediately, three points of helplessness appeared on his face:

"Although my eyelids have been jumping a lot these days, whether she came to kill me or not, I still want to say."

(End of chapter)