Chapter 0161: Retreat and Cultivation, Traveling in the Palace



"Inch heart?"

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He remembered that before he became a god, Yang Jian seemed to have been married to Ao Cunxin, the third princess of the West Sea, but it seemed to be over later.

But listening to the conversation between the two, it doesn't seem so simple.

Especially being able to make Yang Jian put down his pride for this matter, it can be seen how much Nezha helped him back then.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang muttered in his heart: "It seems that this Yang Jian also has an unknown past." ”

At this time, Yang Jian had already turned around and left the courtyard with Nezha, looking at it, it was obvious that he was going to the so-called Immortal Arena.

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang groaned for a while, but did not follow.

After all, he really can't help him in this matter, and his cultivation will always be a hard injury.

couldn't help but look at the golden cicada.

I saw that the latter was sitting firmly in place at the moment, tasting the star brew, and he had no intention of following at all, which was completely inconsistent with the appearance of his strong will before.

Retracting his gaze, Zhu Tiancang sneered inwardly, and said secretly: "This golden cicada is really aiming for himself, but I don't know what this guy has in mind." ”

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tiancang coughed lightly and said, "Brother Jin Cicada, why don't you go up and have a look?"

In this regard, Jin Chanzi slowly put away the intoxicated look on his face and said, "Didn't Brother Tiancang go too?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang didn't say anything, smiled slightly, and then picked up the wine jar and filled the wine glass, and tasted it with an indifferent face.

It's just that in his heart, Zhu Tiancang does not have the calm on the surface.

The purpose of Jin Chanzi approaching him was unknown for some reason, although judging from what happened during this time, the latter was not hostile, but Zhu Tiancang would not be careless.

And it is also a trouble to collect battle merits, he needs green lotus seeds and red lotus seeds, that is to say, he needs at least two thousand battle merits.

It was too slow to kill the Golden Immortal Demon Clan step by step, and he turned into a three-legged Golden Crow and disrupted the Nine Heavens War, and now the Demon Clan will not come to attack the Nine Heavens Fortress.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sent Xingchen Brew into his mouth to restore the mana in his body, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that if you want to make war achievements, the only way is to hurry up and improve your cultivation, once those great powers reach a consensus, they will definitely attack the Ancient Star Field, and then it will be a good time to fish in troubled waters." ”

Seeing that Zhu Tiancang didn't speak, Jin Chanzi's brows were also slightly frowned, he saw Zhu Tiancang's urgency for battle achievements, but the latter was able to sit on Diaoyutai so firmly at the moment, obviously because he had his own plans.

And this plan can't be seen through by himself, this feeling makes the habitual master of the golden cicada a little uncomfortable, but his city is obviously deeper, his brows are smoothed in an instant, and he enjoys the wine by himself.

It didn't take long for a jar of star brew to be drunk by Zhu Tiancang and the golden cicada.

Looking at the empty wine jar, Jin Chanzi couldn't help but poke his lips and said, "The wine is good wine, but it's a pity that it's missing." ”

After a pause, Jin Chanzi's eyes looked at Zhu Tiancang, and said, "Brother Tiancang, this wine today was invited by the poor monk, when will it be replaced by the marshal." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's eyebrows were raised.

He didn't get any combat exploits at all in the Nine Heavens Fortress, and if he wanted to invite Jin Chanzi to drink, he had to go out to get his military exploits, Jin Chanzi asked like this, undoubtedly to test when he would set off.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang stood up from his seat and said with a slight smile: "Golden Cicada, I'm afraid you have to wait, today I saw the battle between Split Sky and Yang Jian, I also understand the gap between myself and Jin Xian, before I break through Jin Xian, I'm afraid I won't go out to hunt the demon clan to earn battle merits." ”

After a pause, Zhu Tiancang glanced at Jin Chanzi and continued: "Of course, Brother Jin Chan invited me to drink Xingchen Brew today, and I will definitely return this gift in the future." ”

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang arched his hand at the golden cicada, and then turned around and walked towards the stone house.

Bang –

As the stone door closed, Jin Chanzi slowly stood up from his seat, staring at the stone house, a glimmer of light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, as if he was calculating something, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a long time, the golden cicada came back to his senses, waved his hand and put away the wine glass and wine jar on the table, and returned to the appearance of the Taoist monk, but he walked towards the courtyard step by step, and muttered in his mouth: "After drinking the wine, I just went to the Immortal Arena to earn some wine money." ”

It wasn't until the golden cicada left, and in the stone house, Zhu Tiancang, who was standing behind the stone gate, breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered: "Golden Chanzi, what are you thinking?" ”

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang walked into the stone house, took out the Wuji Water and Fire Futon and sat down, and gradually entered the state of cultivation.

After seeing that the Golden Immortal was really strong, Zhu Tiancang was no longer satisfied with the current realm, and if he wanted to succeed, he had to reach the Golden Immortal, at least in the battle situation in the near future, he would have the ability to protect himself.

As Zhu Tiancang fell into cultivation, in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, an open and secret battle had already begun.

In the palace of the Emperor of Heaven, Emperor Haotian sits firmly in a high position, and beside him is the Queen Mother, but there is a distance between the husband and wife, which shows that the two sides have not released their previous suspicions.

Sitting below Haotian are the Six Emperors of the Heavenly Court, even the Jade Emperor who is only the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal is also in it, and the two sides are sitting the powers of the Three Realms, the most prominent of which is the people who expound the three sects.

The first disciple of the Taiqing Dynasty, Xuandu, expounded the teachings of Guangchengzi, and intercepted the teachings without being the Holy Mother.

Between the three, Xuandu sat in the center, closing his eyes and not speaking.

There is a lot of gunsmoke between Guangchengzi and the Holy Mother of Wudang, and the grievances that are explained are concluded when they are consecrated as gods, if they are not separated by Xuandu, I am afraid that both of them will start to work here.

In addition to them, there are many great powers, among them Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, Rulai, Kunpeng and others!

Although these people did not speak, the expressions on their faces were very resolute, and they were obviously determined to achieve the Chaos Bell that was likely to be born.

In the silent hall, the smoke of the open and secret battles was filled, and Haotian who could see the upper seat had a headache.

Although I am glad that the arrival of these people has lifted the crisis in the Heavenly Court, it is even more difficult to deal with now, after all, these great supernatural powers are not easy to fool.

At this moment, a big grinning voice came from outside the main hall: "Haotian, you are talking about something, are we just doing it here!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a headless giant walking in slowly, holding a dry Qi axe, with two 'breasts' as his eyes and his navel as his mouth, and walked into the arena step by step, and the murderous turbidity instantly ignited the atmosphere in the venue.