Three months later, thirty-three days, Shangqing Yu Yutian.

"Here we are."

Seeing the Biyou Palace with the palace gate closed not far away, Xu Ji's expression visibly relaxed.

"The place is still there."

Forget Qiu, who took the Tianxin Imprint and automatically searched for the specific location of the Shangqing Dao Fruit, nodded noncommittally.

"Big brother, if I don't succeed in this place, you can only worry about Zixiao Palace."

Seeing that Wuqiu's evaluation was mediocre, the corners of Xu Ji's mouth twitched, and he complained rarely.

"What about your deity, won't you come out to see you?"

Separated by a door, whether it is Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, the defeated person who is the god of the calamity, or the real person in charge of his own sect, Forget Qiu is still a little curious, and it is regarded as stamp collecting.

"Who are you when our lord, our lord doesn't even see a saint, you are a little prince of Dongsheng, in addition to having a good-looking face, you have no qualifications, you have no connections, we don't give you small shoes, it's good, but you also want to see the master, what about the face?"

The fire boy who watched the gate had a violent temper, and when he saw that Xu Ji had brought a large group of strangers back, he was about to see the master when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and his little temper came up at once.

"It's a big deal to think that I have more deputy sect leaders in the sect, and it is not natural for the sect leader to see me, in addition, Jingle is not small, in the past, as the four mountains of the human race, the emperor of the human race wants to ascend the throne, and he needs the nod of the four mountains."

Forget Qiu put away the Heavenly Heart Mark that was in charge of exploration, and a pair of deep pupils looked at the fire boy who was disrespectful to him.

As the fire boy of Da Luo Jin Xian, he was looked at by Forget Qiu for a while, obviously he had calculated the origin of the other party's heels behind his back, but he couldn't stop worrying about the young man who didn't have a trace of cultivation in front of him.

It feels like an old cow meets a young tiger, although the young tiger is small, it has the air of eating cattle, and the absolute crushing of the personality makes the fire boy who is still planning to say a few dirty words to greet his father and mother in the autumn can't help but swallow the words into his stomach.

"The prince doesn't know that the master of the sect has not seen outsiders for many years, even Master Xu Ji."

The water boy, who had a fairly kind personality, bowed and explained.

"What they said is true, the deity has indeed never left Biyou Palace since the self-proclaimed God Tribulation, and he has not taken the initiative to meet other people."

Xu Ji also nodded in acknowledgement.

However, when he finished speaking, there was a quiet wind behind his head, and I don't know when, the closed palace door creaked open.

"It seems that I am fortunate to be the first Bi tourist after the God Tribulation."

Forget Qiu Lang laughed and strode into the Biyou Palace.

And at this moment, Xu Ji and the water and fire boy: "!!!! ”

And at this moment, the five hundred dayless heavenly beings looked at each other, although they didn't understand why the sect master, who had never seen outsiders, wanted to see their Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, but the state of each other was also said to be at peace with what happened.

After all, when they are away, in addition to helping the prince deal with the war, they are also handling simple logistics for His Royal Highness the Prince.

And at this moment, the Biyou Palace is another empty world.

As far as the eye can see, there are all empty futons, and the names of the one or two names of the sectarian monuments in the distance are faintly bright, and the rest are dim.

The fishing drum does not sound, the sound of the road disappears, thinking of the past thousands of immortals came to the dynasty, and now such a door can be a bird, but it can also say that the world is impermanent.

"It's very interesting, I thought that the master of the sect would learn some skills in divination, but I never thought that after so many years, the killing spirit will grow."

Staring at the ubiquitous Dao Fruit aura in the palace, the corners of Forget Qiu's mouth had an inexplicable smile.

"It is said that supernatural powers are invincible to the number of days, if I want to say it, it can only be that supernatural powers are still shallow, they are all crooked, if cultivation is about following the trend, then it is still a fart."

The man in the green shirt put his hand on the body of the sword and sharpened his sword, but said so.

"Dare to ask if the Sect Master's current Divine Passage Method can compete with the so-called Heavens?"

Forget Qiu walked around to the man in the green shirt and leaned over and smiled.

The hands of the sect leader sharpening the sword stiffened, and the flying sword eyebrows had a little more sorrow, and sighed, "It's not time yet, the sword is not sharp enough, and the sword style still needs to be polished."

"Give me a word of advice, how many saints can you beat now?"

There was a cold glint in Wangqiu's eyes and he asked.

"The beginning, the introduction, and the quasi-mention are all on the same page, but they can't catch my hundred moves."

The Sect Master raised his sword, his tone confident.

"That's it?"

Forget Qiu frowned.

"That's all it can be."

Pointing at the blade of the sword, the terrifying sharp sword weapon was stunned and cut through the saint's body by the sect master who didn't use much force to press.

"The sword is good, whose one?"

Looking at the Dao blood slowly flowing from the fingertips of the sect master, Wu Qiu suddenly became curious about the origin of the sword held by the sect master.

"The former deputy sect master, the sword name is Shen Yuan."

The sect leader stroked the sword body, and his eyes were full of remembrance.

"Former Deputy Sect Master?"

Forget Qiu scratched her cheeks, and for the first time there was a hint of confusion on her face.

After a long time, there was a deputy sect leader before him.

"Qiyun Mountain is his former dojo, and it hasn't been taken care of for many years, but in the end, the foundation still exists, so I'll hand it over to you."

The sect leader didn't explain the origin of the former deputy sect leader, or he didn't know it himself, but he just spread out his palm quite unfathomably and condensed a palm seal letter and handed it to Forget Qiu, as if he was handing over all his trust at this moment.

"What is this? The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade?'

Forget Qiu looked at the sect leader a little strangely.

"It's for you, it's not like the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, when you go out, you hold this seal, and the disciples see you as if they were me."

As the sect leader said, he handed over the power of the sect to Forget Qiu quite neatly.

"This is the treatment of the former Deputy Sect Master?"

Forget Qiu was a little suspicious.

"Yes."

The sect leader didn't play with Forget Qiu, and nodded directly in acknowledgement.

"There won't be a pit, will it?"

Forget Qiu swallowed his saliva silently, feeling a little blood boiling.

"Why, no one can pit you."

The Sect Master grinned suddenly, and the chill in the back of his head went straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and he silently took two steps back, only to feel that the development of things did not seem to be simple.

"Haha, the head of the sect smiled, forgetting that a certain person is not a corpse vegetarian, and he has done his duty in his position, and he must have done his best to intercept the sect."

Forget Qiu laughed dryly, and some wanted to sneak out of the palace.

"I know that Niu'er will fall with you in three years."

Just as Forget Qiu turned his back and was about to slip away, the sect master who was sharpening his sword on the spot suddenly came to say this.

"Hey! No, I'll just talk about it, you won't take it seriously, right?"

Turning his head to look at the Sect Master's Sect Master, Wuqiu's expression was a little solemn.

"Your subordinates may betray you, your friends may doubt you, your family may not understand you, but this seat will not, it has always been someone else's backstabbing this seat, but without this seat backstabbing others, I have been used to living a life of trusting one person from the beginning to the end, and I don't plan to change it in the future."

The Sect Master's tone was leisurely.

"In this case, then you can trust me, and Taixuan will definitely not live up to the trust."

"I hope so, Deputy Master."