"Ah......h The evil man of the Heavenly Palace has entered Chang'an, and he will die of humility!"

The four Xuanyi defects led by Ou Yanliang knelt down together, obviously they could avoid all the dust, but they forced themselves to shed beads of sweat.

Saint Emperor Li Mo looked at this scene with some amusement.

"Ou Fat Man...... You don't learn it, but the behavior of those mortal courtiers has learned everything. ”

A flattering smile appeared on Ou Yanliang's bloated face, he knew the temperament of this Holy Emperor very well, and now that Li Mo was in a good mood, it meant that this was not a big deal.

Some things can be big or small, but to this extent, you have to decide the person in front of you.

"Get up......"

Li Mo turned his back, looking from the back, it seemed that he was born on his shoulders, resisted the mountains and had a wide back, hunting in purple, and even a little old, which was very simple in the royal family, which made people sigh that he was a human emperor.

"He's gone, and he's coming, and you can't stop what you can't think of......"

Ou Fatman's stubby limbs were wrapped in the dark brocade clothes of the bad people, and he was very shocked in his heart.

I can't stop it if I can't think of it, and I can still let the Holy Monarch get away calmly after being injured......

What is the level of strength and cultivation of this Martial Virtue Star Monarch......

"Ahem...... This matter must not be spread outside, but you must let the bad people closely investigate the various portals in Chang'an, and the evil people in the Heavenly Palace must have a purpose, remember, they must investigate in secret, and they must not be exposed. ”

"By the way, the palace has been boring recently, the autumn hunt is coming, invite a few Junjie, as well as the dolls in the Chang'an Academy, and go to Zhen'an to experience as usual, and those who come out will be rewarded. ”

Li Mo pretended to explain a few bad names.

Ou Yanliang and the other Xuanyi glanced at each other, their eyes flashed with urgency, according to the temperament of the Holy Monarch, it was still better to save face, and let the Martial De Xingjun escape, it was really a little unbearable.

We know, we all understand.

The four Xuanyi were in a hurry, and then scattered in all directions, each arranging things in an orderly manner.

Xiantang has been established for more than 5,000 years, and bad people have already become the most exquisite machines.

Li Mo took a few steps in the void at will, and then returned to the Dry Heaven Palace, still with bright spiritual lights and a long night.

He looked at the mountains of jade slips, rubbed his eyebrows, and on the table of a certain plan for reviewing the folds, a roll of pen and ink calligraphy was quietly spread.

The pen and ink on it are free, without twisting, as if writing casually, and there is a frightening artistic conception, which can't help but make people marvel, which calligraphy master is the ink treasure of the dynasty......

On the other side, Zhang Qinghe went to the Qinglou.

This is an excuse he prepared early in the morning, the young man is romantic, and it is the norm to indulge in hooking the column, he opened an upper room in the Qinglou early in the morning, and rewarded a pleasing girl at will.

It is especially easy for a monk with a powerful divine soul to manipulate the sanity of mortals, let alone Zhang Qinghe, who has cultivated the small method of cultivating the gods of the stars.

When he left, the woman in the green building fell asleep in the curtain, the corners of her mouth curled, and her face was blushing, like a pool of spring water rippling, as if she had a sweet dream.

As it is now.

Zhang Qinghe sighed, endured the exhaustion of his mind, took off his clothes and the woman's clothes together, and lay down on his side in the couch.

He was certainly not a eunuch, but he was facing something more serious......

The state of the immortal who asked the divine art to come down seemed to be able to only last for a stick of incense, which was too short......

Now that the time is approaching, Zhang Qinghe doesn't know what kind of sequelae he will face......

Sure enough, after a while, the spiritual light blessed by the heavens went out, and Zhang Qinghe seemed to have been beaten hard, his eyes were dark, his face was pale, and he fell into a deep sleep......

While falling asleep, he also hugged the warm-scented nephrite ...... Just kidding, it took half a piece of the source of the primordial spirit treasure, and it was cheap not to take advantage of the bastard......

The old color was approved......

At the same time that the state of the immortal was reduced, and the spiritual spirit belonging to Taisu returned, the spiritual bond connected by Su Shenxiu, Wang Zhixin, and Zhou Huai'an was lighter at the same time, and it turned out that they were also bearing some kind of load.

The three of them looked up to the heavens in unison, and felt that the rules or spirituality of the Taisu Venerable were far from the mundane.

What is the purpose of the Taisu Venerable Dust......

The three of them fell into thought.

They are very interesting, and they have different purposes and calculations after receiving such a universal letter.

After Wang Zhixin saw the true nature of the world, he just studied and analyzed the reason for it, but he was more interested, and he did not have the hopeless sense of despair at all. Rather, it was the knowledge of such secrets that showed him the way forward.

Zhou Huai'an has been suppressed for more than 20 years, and under the premise of being able to practice, he has become a paranoid madman, and he doesn't care about these pickled and ugly immortals, he only feels that Tai Su'en is more important than him, and he must open up a path, if the person who gave him the opportunity wants to overthrow this filth, then he will help.

Only Su Shenxiu is very similar to Zhang Qinghe's mentality. She was vigilant and frightened, and she couldn't help but be afraid. Penglai Immortal Island is next to the ruins, and there is such a desperate secret behind the magic art, so although she got the scriptures of the crossing, she is only thinking about how to cross herself.

Each of these three people has their own characteristics, and the paths they have taken are also very different.

After this incident, although Zhou Huai'an and Wang Zhixin had doubts, they had already tested the function of Wanyingshu

- After the three questions, no matter how touched he was, there was no response.

However, Su Shenxiu couldn't hold back her curiosity, and she wrote in a pen -

"Dare to ask if the Taisu Venerable can be?"

Zhou Huai'an and Wang Zhixin hadn't tried to put away the Wanying Book, but they saw it revealing a line of words.

"Dare to ask if the Taisu Venerable can be?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the two immediately became suspicious.

This man is calling the Taisu Venerable...... It shows that they must have used the universal book, and they are particularly familiar with this handwriting, and they are obviously the third user, so since this person can still use the universal letter to reply, then there is no reason why they can't......

"Dare to ask Taisu Shangzun?" Su Shenxiu didn't react for a long time, and wrote the second sentence.

The second sentence...... It shows that Taisu Shangzun did not respond......

Wang Zhixin and Zhou Huai'an reacted suddenly, and hurriedly wrote on the jade coupon-

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

But I didn't want to hit a car.

Seeing that two different handwriting were revealed on the jade coupon, Su Shenxiu frowned, and her good-looking face was a little bored.

She thought about it, took a passage from the scriptures, and came up with a code name—

"World-honored. ”

"Who are you?"

World-honored ...... Obviously it's just a code name, but it amused Zhou Huai'an and Wang Zhixin, this person's tone is quite big, and it is quite inconsistent with the behavior of calling Shangzun to save his life a few days ago, since everyone is called like this, then he can't lose his momentum, right?

At this point, Zhou Huai'an thought of it with Wang Zhixin.

"Wen Sheng. ”

"Daojun. ”

Zhang Qinghe, who was overly tired, slept very hard, and didn't notice that these three bold naming ghosts got together for the time being......