The figures of the six people in Tongtian faded, and few people in the world could see them.

Tongtian is also waiting, he is waiting for his Ten Thousand Immortals, waiting for his Ten Thousand Immortal disciples!

Tongtian didn't want the immortals to see his defeated return on the way. He is a saint who never admits defeat!

Qingluo only followed Tongtian all the way, and followed Tongtian with the four disciples without saying a word.

He didn't propose anything to Tongtian, nor did he discuss what to do.

Because, Qingluo believes that Tongtian has a countermeasure.

A saint is not only a saint whose strength and chance are at the pinnacle, but the wisdom of every saint is an existence that is above all sentient beings! Everyone can only guess the heart of a saint, but they are never sure what the saint thinks in his heart. Even if it is Yuan Shi Tianzun, such an obvious character, no one is sure of Yuan Shi Tianzun's character, planning, and preferences, but he just guesses the most superficial appearance!

Qingluo will not try to change Tongtian's ideological arrangement, he will only assist the saint according to his own arrangement.

At the same time, Shen Gongbao also rushed to Chuanyun Pass from the distant mountains, he did not go because of the word "interception", he went because of Qingluo.

Wen Zhong finally left Chaoge again and rushed to the clouds, after his ink qilin, there were 200,000 male divisions of the most elite of the Great Shang!

These 200,000 heroic divisions are the 200,000 troops that the Great Shang Dynasty relied on most in the southern and northern wars and the eastern and western expeditions, and although there are only 200,000, they can block a million troops! Every soldier is an upright and middle-aged sergeant in his thirties, and they have been in the army for training since they were 20 years old. In this army, everyone can kill ten with one kill, and they are all iron-blooded soldiers who have drunk the blood of the enemy and taken the head of the enemy!

These 200,000 troops have been guarding Chaoge and have never left, but now they have finally set out to fight westward!

Daji in the city of songs, standing on the deer platform that has been established in half, looking westward, where there are thousands of colorful clouds, bright sky, and thousands of weather.

She held the four-year-old Wu Geng and quietly watched the magnificent spectacle under the sunset.

The king in the palace looked at the glass bottle in his hand, which contained nine days of floating life that could make him drunk and dream!

He had taken it so many times that he had forgotten how much. Most of the past three or four years have been spent in dreams. In the dream, he was very happy, very happy.

But, this time, he held the bottle in his hand and suddenly let go.

"Bang!"

The glazed jade bottle fell to the ground, shattered with a bang, and the colored glazed light rose into a beautiful cloud.

The king looked up to the sky and laughed, he seemed to have realized.

Happiness is happiness after all, and happiness is not necessarily happiness!

He was asleep in his dreams, spending his life in his dreams, and all he got was vain happiness, illusory and blurry. But he understood a lot of truths, including the principles of kings and ministers, fathers and sons, and kings and people, and there were many truths.

The king walked out of the sleeping deep palace and came to the deer platform.

The two people on the deer platform, one big and one small, looked at him.

Six eyes look at each other, father and son. The king looked at the beautiful Daji and the ignorant Wu Geng, and he suddenly felt a kind of satisfaction in the emptiness in his heart.

The king smiled at Daji, Daji also smiled at the king, and Wu Geng also looked at his father and smiled blankly.

On the second day, the king of Xu, who had been silent for a long time, finally came to the nine halls again, and the ministers were surprised.

After the courtiers paid their respects, the majesty of the emperor reappeared, and he waved his hand and said: "Do your best, in other words, there are no taboos!"

The ministers below were stunned for a moment, then shocked, reshocked, and finally cried. All the old ministers were happy and excited. The king of the Great Merchants has finally returned!

In the Cloud Piercing Pass, the candle that was closing her eyes and recuperating suddenly rejoiced, she finally succeeded!

She gave the king nine days of floating life, and drinking it made people indulge in dreams. In the dream, although it is controlled by the dreamer, in every dream, there will be the truth and goodness of the world, the compassion of the world, and the awakening of the Buddha, which can transform people's hearts!

This is the real reason why Qingluo let the night candle deliver medicine!

The Flood Desolation Tribulation seems to be half still, and all the immortals and demons are waiting, waiting for ten thousand immortals to enter the clouds, waiting for the Tongtian Sect Master to enter the clouds!

Fengshen has already given birth to too many variables because of Qingluo, and these variables have led to more variables!

For example, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals!

In the history of the gods, it should have been placed in Tongguan after the Cloud Piercing Pass, but now, the idea of seeing Tongtian is to be placed in advance to the Cloud Piercing Pass.

The Tongtian Sect Master has been gone for three months, and the Sect Interception Immortal is finally about to finish.

During these three months, Tongtian forbade the sacred thoughts of the gods, ignoring everything in heaven and earth, and could only see the things in front of him, and could only walk the road under his feet.

Tongtian's heart has been gone for three months, and it has finally calmed down, and it is very dull. When the Song Fengshentai was established, he said that Yuan Shi's heart was in turmoil, and in the Four Swords of Zhuxian, his heart was also in turmoil with Yuan Shi.

But now, the heart of Tongtian has returned to the heart of a saint!

Tongtian, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said: "The time has come, follow me into the clouds!"

After speaking, he stepped out, and even the five people behind him also took a step.

One step, cross the mountains and rivers to cross the clouds.

Qingluo was envious in his heart, this is the strength of the saint, omniscient, omnipotent!

The hearts of the four Duobao were even more shocked.

but

Tongtian's heart trembles even more!

Because, before the cloud pass

There are 100,000 immortals, just waiting for him to return!

100,000 immortals, respectfully standing in front of the Cloud Pass, no one moved, no one spoke, only the wind blew the clothes of the immortals, in addition, only the silence of heaven and earth!

Tongtian didn't know how long they had been standing here, how long they had been waiting for him, but he only saw that there were still immortals who had just arrived descending from the clouds, standing behind the immortals without saying a word, waiting quietly.

The Seven Immortals stood at the front of the Ten Thousand Immortals, and the Nine Yao Twenty-Eight Stars stood behind them, and each disciple stood in his own place, silent, but rational and orderly.

Among the immortals, there is still a vacant position, that is the position of his deceased disciples, there are the four generals of the demon family, there are ten heavenly monarchs, there are Zhao Gongming Sanxiao, and there are thousands of golden immortals...

All the immortals, with admiration and reverence on their faces, are waiting for one to return!

Tongtian did not remove the supernatural powers, so the six people could see the immortals, but the immortals could not see the six people.

Tongtian's heart trembled, he just wanted to go straight into the city, but he didn't expect that the disciples were already outside the city and had been waiting for him since they came.

Tongtian was waiting for his disciples, and his disciples were also waiting for him.

Under the sunset, in the late twilight and shadow, the ancient city, the immortals, a saint.

Tongtian's heart trembled, and the supernatural power was withdrawn.

The figure of the saint appeared in front of the immortals!

Wan Xian was instantly excited, this was their sect leader, their teacher.

Great love for all beings, great love for them.

Fight for them for the whole heaven and earth, fight the whole world, for them to fight the sky, the four saints, dare to go against the heart of the sky!

When Tongtian banned Jin Ao, pierced the clouds, and sent away the immortals, and one person stood on the top of the immortals, what was left to the immortals was always the back of the great shore of Tongtian, the solid back, with him, the heaven and the earth were abandoned, and the world was destroyed, and they were also at ease!

When Wuyun Immortal saw Tongtian, his eyes were happy, but then he was respectful, and he preached: "Welcome to the sect master, the holy life is boundless."

The immortals bow down!

100,000 immortals kneel!

The four disciples knelt together, Qingluo turned around and stood beside Qianzhang, he was not a sectarian, not a disciple, and this scene could only exist as a spectator.

Before the cloud pass, 100,000 immortals, only one person stood through the sky. The corners of the eyes throb. He looked at the disciples kneeling on the ground, and a scene appeared in his heart, he met his disciple for the first time, and when he first met, his disciple either had a life and death dilemma, or was crippled and lonely, or was bullied...

Wuyun Immortal got up first, and then said: "Two pilgrimages!"

One hundred thousand immortals got up again and knelt down again.

Tongtian remembered that in the past, he accepted these disciples, taught them one by one, worked hard to cultivate the Tao one by one, and called him teacher one by one, and called him Shizun, which made him happy.

Tears glistened in the corners of his eyes.

Wuyun Immortal preached again: "Three pilgrimages!"

100,000 immortals will worship.

Tongtian remembered the three sects signing the god list, and remembered the tragic deaths of the disciples of the sect, one by one, who used to be lively and jumping in front of him, or quietly guarding one, or eccentric, turned into ashes!

The eyes are closed all over the sky, tears fall from the eyes, and the tears of the saint fall through the clouds.

The eyes were opened all over the sky, the tears in the eyes stopped, and the tears of the immortals fell through the clouds.

Tongtian laughed, "Good!

This is my interception, affectionate and righteous, not abandoned!"