After Wu Hao retired, another disciple came to report, saying that an old friend had come to visit, and handed over a large black box that was not very inconspicuous, saying that it was a mountain worship ceremony.

Situ Sheng was a little surprised, the people who could be called old friends with him had basically fallen in the Dragon Domain War thousands of years ago, who was so appreciative of his face, and actually prepared such a "generous gift" to worship the mountain? Situ Sheng opened the big black box curiously, and his face instantly became a little solemn.

Inside the box was a dragon scale glowing with a faint blue light.

The dragon scale tentacles were cold, extremely clear, and exuded a breath of beast blood that was soul-striking, and through this domineering aura, Situ Sheng could conclude that it came from the body of the Ice Wing Dragon.

More than 1,000 years ago, Situ Sheng was ordered to enter the ancient dragon domain to train the dragon and become a demon, and the first dragon he conquered was the ice wing dragon, and later in the battle of the dragon domain, he also used the ice wing dragon as a mount. In that battle, the Ice Wing Dragon was finally killed, and Situ Sheng relied on this dragon scale to cut through the blocked airspace, fled to the bottom of the sea, and remained incognito in the Huansha Palace, until a few decades ago, the supreme Qingxuan of the Shendu Sect appeared in the Huansha Palace.

If the battle of the Dragon Domain was the first nightmare in Situ Sheng's life, then the battle with Qing Xuan in the Huansha Palace was undoubtedly an upgraded version of the last nightmare.

That person was the one who held the scales.

Situ Sheng once promised her: "This dragon scale is a certificate, if you need help in the future, you only need to give an order." After a few decades, Situ Sheng thought that he would not have a chance to see him again, but he didn't expect that this dragon scale would finally return to his hands.

"Call her in at once. ”

After instructing his disciples, Situ Sheng straightened his sitting posture, and he felt that it was a very grand event to reunite with her.

In the end, what caught Situ Sheng's eyes was not the fish-man princess who wore a sea blue fairy dress and could dance on the waves, but a thin old man with long hair and loose shoulders and an extremely thin old man, the old man walked over with a green wood cane in his hand, like a nine-bag elder of the beggar gang, but it could be seen from his steady and powerful steps that the crutch in his hand was very redundant.

As soon as the person came forward, he greeted him very politely: "I'm shooting dry, I've seen Situ Zhangjiao!"

Shoot dry?

Is it the Demon King who fought with Nangong Ye for the position of the fourth generation of Demon Emperor three hundred years ago, and was finally flattened and fled?

Thinking of this guy's origin, Situ Sheng doesn't dislike him, nor does he have a good impression of him, just the fate of the ordinary side. Out of politeness, Situ Sheng motioned for the other party to take a seat, took the dragon scales and asked, "I take the liberty of asking, why is this dragon scale in Your Excellency's hands?"

Shegan replied unhurriedly: "When I traveled to the four seas, I passed by the Huansha Palace, and Princess Lingbo was very pleased to hear that Mr. Situ had founded the Yanhuang Sect, and I was specially entrusted with returning this dragon scale to its original owner. ”

"I see. ”

While talking and laughing, Situ Sheng began to be a little disgusted with this guy, this guy is obviously an old fritter, although his image has been extended to the extreme, he has a good grasp of his aura, and even, intentionally exposes the aura of the Nirvana realm, as if he wants to prove to himself that all this is in his control.

Remembering that Leiyin Valley was created by this old guy, and Qi Tian had teased Leike Bu Leike, the valley master of Leiyin Valley, Situ Sheng raised his vigilance a little.

"Mr. Shegan is here today, shouldn't he be here to discuss the Thunder Sound Valley?"

Situ Zhangjiao laughed, just a thunder sound valley, and he had already stopped asking. She Gan hid his life's shrewdness in his eyes, and said bluntly: "Mr. Situ founded the Yanhuang Sect and established the sect in this treacherous era, presumably, it is not just as simple as helping the Earth Star find a foothold, right?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't tell lies in front of real people, when it comes to the cultivation realm of you and me, there is no point in fighting and killing those things, everyone has been wandering on the road of cultivation for thousands of years, just wanting to ask for a holy fruit. Recreate the derivative realm, but ninety-nine eighty-one re-creation, is Situ Zhangjiao willing to watch Chu Yunchuan swallow that hegemony alone?"

Hearing this, Situ Sheng couldn't help but look at this old guy with admiration, this time he was really caught in the dead hole.

But in the Immortal Martial Realm, who can reach the Sevenfold Venerable Rank Nirvana Realm, who doesn't want to ask for an immortal body? Otherwise, those Sect Masters in the Divine Capital would not give up their positions and go straight to leisure. In contrast, Chu Yunchuan was more direct, that guy had already firmly pinched the great creation of the recreation derivative realm in the palm of his hand thousands of years ago, and he didn't let anyone touch it!

After thinking for a moment, Situ Sheng asked tentatively, "I wonder what Mr. Shegan has in mind?"

She Gan smiled weirdly: "I have an immature idea below, and I hope that Situ Zhangjiao will give us advice, if we gather the major popes of the Immortal Martial Realm to re-elect the Twelve Divine Divisions of Tianshu, what will be the result?"

"Hehe, this ginger is still old and spicy, wonderful!"

The sound of laughter and conversation echoed in his ears, and the abacus in Situ Sheng's henchman had already crackled.

He had to admit that shooting this treacherous bastard was worthy of being a big monster tempered by the Heavenly Demon Palace, and he couldn't do it clearly, but he didn't take it lightly at all.

The re-election of the Twelve Divine Divisions of the Heavenly Pivot, once this matter is raised, the possibility of success will be very high, after all, the former Twelve Divine Divisions are all disciples of the Divine Capital, and the major popes have already complained about it, but no one dared to stand up due to the strength of the Heavenly Ancestor and the Divine Capital. The current gods are no longer the heroes of the past, if someone takes the lead in doing this, it will inevitably get the second-hand of the major popes, and who doesn't want to carve up the big cake of the gods.

And once this matter is successful, Chu Yunchuan's status as a god will be completely wiped out.

At that time, Chu Yunchuan will not have the aura of the god on his head, his name is not right, and his words are not good, whether it is to recreate the derivative realm or for interstellar migration, he can't let him have the final say, and it can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"In this matter, I also bothered Mr. Shegan to go to the major popes, and I will definitely support the Yanhuang Sect. Situ Sheng sent Shegan to the door and added, "If necessary, I, Yanhuang Sect, can also borrow land to let Mr. hold a ceremony to seal the gods." ”

"Situ is waiting for my good news. ”

After walking out of the domineering mountain gate of the Yanhuang Sect, he snorted a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and scolded and shouted: "A group of bastards, there is no good thing!

On Xianwu Road, the wind and clouds are treacherous, and no one knows what will happen next.

Shooting dry is like this, and Chu Yunchuan is no exception.

After leaving the underground palace, Chu Yunchuan returned to the Divine Capital, day and night, and met a lot of Immortal Martial Cultivators flying in groups towards the direction of Ice Crystal Peak on the road, it seems that those guys are all thinking about the reincarnation creation tripod.

When he was about to arrive at Lincang Town, he saw two guys riding ice wing divine horses flying from the clouds, and they were still wearing the cool immortal clothes of the disciples of the true transmission of the gods, and when they were closer and saw the appearance of the two of them, Chu Yunchuan couldn't help but be secretly surprised, it was actually Bai Muxue and Wuwei.

He flew over like lightning and shouted, "You two guys, what are you going to do? I'm not in the Divine Capital, can you stop practicing?"

"Master?!"

The moment she saw Chu Yunchuan, Bai Muxue's eyes immediately burst into tears, she had only been seen for a few months, as if she had been separated by thousands of years, she actually ignored the danger and flew into the air and fell on Chu Yunchuan's long sword, if Chu Yunchuan hadn't helped her in a hurry, she would have to fall into a lump of flesh.

Without waiting for Chu Yunchuan to speak, Bai Muxue had already thrown herself into his arms and cried aggrievedly: "Master, we were kicked out. ”

"What?" Chu Yunchuan thought he had heard it wrong, pushed away Bai Muxue in his arms, looked at her red eyes and asked, "What did you just say?"

Bai Muxue couldn't cry.

Wuwei flew over on the Ice Wing Divine Horse, his face was full of remorse, and he said in a deep voice: "Master! It's Wuwei who has disappointed your expectations, I'm sorry! The disciple voluntarily left the Divine Capital, please don't blame the elders of the same sect." ”

"Elder Taishang?" Chu Yunchuan became more and more confused the more he listened, and said, "Aren't those old immortals in retreat, what's wrong with them?" ”

Wuwei shook his head and said: "It's Wuwei who is wrong and first." ”

"It's not!" Bai Muxue wiped a handful of tears, and as if she had never been sad, she reported with full of anger: "Master, things are like this, after Wuwei broke through the realm of the Triple Heavenly Rank Jiedan, he tried to challenge the hundredth position on the True Legend Ranking List, but as a result, he crossed the rank and injured the stinky and shameless someone, and then the empty old man suddenly came out and said that Wuwei was full of demonic qi and wanted to expel him from the Divine Capital." ”

"......!!!" demonic aura, hearing these four words, Chu Yunchuan probably understood the truth of the matter, and asked Wuwei: "I passed on your "Pure Heart Mantra", doesn't it work?"

Wuwei's expression was gloomy, and he said, "Master, I'm sorry! I was anxious for quick success and quick profit, eager to prove my strength, and abandoned the "Pure Heart Mantra"...... Master, I really don't know what's going on...... Is it really as vicious as they say?"

"It's okay," Chu Yunchuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't think about this, you just have to practice hard, with me, everything will be fine." ”

Wuwei nodded silently, his excitement overflowing.

He has had no father or mother since he was a child, and it was Mrs. Nangong who raised him, although Mrs. Nangong did not treat him as an outsider, but for so many years, what he felt was loneliness, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the world was not as indifferent as he imagined.

"Master, in fact, it's the same wherever you practice, I can go back to the Xianling Academy, or I can go back to Baicheng. Wuwei didn't want the master to fight with his classmates for this matter. ”

"Yes, we won't go back!" Bai Muxue tugged Chu Yunchuan's arm and begged: "Master, let's go back to Baicheng, I think my brother, and the four pavilion elders and the Holy Mother ......."

"Okay, where to fall, where to get up, go!" Chu Yunchuan slapped the divine horse under Wuwei's crotch, and was so shocked that the divine horse screamed and flew through the clouds. Chu Yunchuan Imperial Sword chased after him, and shouted loudly: "Go back to Shendu! I see which bastard dares to stand up and point fingers!"