The clouds of the Great Zhou are surging, the electric snakes are vertical and horizontal, it is clear that it is daytime, but it is rare to dim, under the clouds, there are countless pairs of eyes curiously looking at the clouds that have changed the sky, and gossip is bursting.

The change in the clouds is actually the trend of saints, but the cultivation only belongs to a small number of people, and among these small number of people, even fewer can understand the inside story.

However, there are exceptions, after all, the Great Zhou Tian is so big, gathering the luck of the world, among which there are many cultivators who want to use the luck to practice, and it is reasonable to have a few people who know the reason.

It's just that they know and know, but they don't necessarily dare to think about it, there is a saying in the world that has been left in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, it is called all ants under the saints.

That's the moment.

Therefore, they only dared to quietly watch from below, for fear that if they made any moves, they would make the saint above unhappy, and when the time came, they would be wiped out.

In the Forbidden City, the Imperial Council has stopped because of this sudden incident, and the lords of the state capital have gone back, while those civil officials are still staying in the Forbidden City and have no thoughts of leaving.

After all, it was the Confucian sage Chen Wen, as a disciple of Confucianism, how could he be afraid!

"Our Confucian disciples welcome Chen Sheng!"

This is the answer of these Confucian disciples.

Thousands of Wenchen gathered together, roaring and shaking the sky, the scene was indeed spectacular, but it was not so happy to be seen by someone.

Da Zhou Tianzi sat on the dragon chair, listening to the sound that came, his face was a little ugly.

He is the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is the master of these civil ministers, he has never been so active in the court on weekdays, and now he is just a saint, he is so fanatical, he is simply not a son of man.

Just as he was thinking about how to purge the civil officials after this incident, his son, the crown prince, trotted over from outside the palace.

The prince was also holding a half-eaten sugar gourd in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were covered with sugar stains.

Da Zhou Tianzi looked funny, but he still stretched out his sleeve and wiped the prince's mouth, not caring about the sugar stains on the dragon robe.

He is the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty, can't he afford to change a dragon robe?

It doesn't make sense.

"Father, it's thundering in the sky, is it going to rain?" the prince licked the sugar gourd and asked with curiosity.

Da Zhou Tianzi doted on the prince and put it on his lap, and said softly: "If it rains, there may be one, but it should be different from usual, if this rain falls, it should be red." ”

The prince finished eating the last sugar gourd in his hand, threw the skewer to the ground, twisted his body, and asked loudly: "Why is it red when it rains? Aren't you lying to me?"

Da Zhou Tianzi smiled, did not answer the first two questions, but looked at the prince seriously and said softly: "You have to remember, many people in this world will lie to you, but the father will not lie to you, because you are my son, and the position that the father is sitting in now will be yours to sit in, why lie to you!"

The prince stuck out his tongue and kept struggling, not because he was bored, but he didn't want to be bound.

Da Zhou Tianzi let go of his hand and watched the prince leave the dragon chair and run around in the main hall, smiling mellowly.

The ancestors passed the position to him, then he had the responsibility to pass it on to the prince, and then the prince continued to pass it on, so that no matter who came to grab it, he could not give it.

Raising his head, his gaze broke through the hall and went straight into the clouds, the smile on Da Zhou Tianzi's face looked a little weird and unpredictable, and he couldn't help but whisper something interesting.

Things are indeed interesting, a saint standing at the peak of heaven and earth is now like a great enemy above the clouds, no matter who looks at it, he will be surprised.

Da Zhou Tianzi thought about it, put away his thoughts, and chose to sit back and watch the changes.

Chen Wen would not make such a move for no reason, that should be the real feeling of murder.

In that case, who will it be?

If there is an infighting between the three sects, it will also be a good show.

"Fish in the water!"

At the same time, on the other side of the Great Zhou Tiandu, Xu Baichuan, who was dressed in a green shirt, leaned against the door, looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky, thoughtfully, behind him, this was standing Mo Tianyu, as for Wen Fu, he had been busy in the back kitchen since the morning, so he missed this scene.

Mo Qian asked with uncertainty: "What's wrong today, how did the good guy change the sky? ”

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal and did not explain the key points.

After all, it's useless to say it, it's hard to be able to go to heaven to get involved with that saint's affairs.

Mo Tianyu just sighed, but he didn't really want to come up with an answer, this day is very unusual, he should have a powerful shot.

Xu Baichuan looked at the clouds for a moment, and suddenly said to Mo Tianyu: "I'm going to leave for a while and tell Wen Fu not to cook my food today." ”

Mo was stunned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xu Baichuan didn't play a sharp spot this time, and responded very straightforwardly: "I want to do something." ”

Mo Qingyu was stunned, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve!"

"I know!"

Before the words fell, Xu Baichuan suddenly disappeared from the inn, without giving Mo Tianyu a chance to ask again.

Mo Tianyu opened his mouth, and suddenly felt helpless.

Leaving the inn, walking in the streets and alleys, looking at the prosperity in front of him, Xu Baichuan smiled slightly.

This world is actually quite beautiful, I hope that the next one will not suffer from unjustified disasters.

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The scene above the clouds, in the final analysis, is just like that, it looks magnificent, but in fact it is all clouds and mist, which is not consistent with the fairyland rumored in the world.

Today the clouds have changed.

The root cause is Chen Wen.

In this short period of time, this saint stirred up the storm with great mana, and successively laid out many formations, wanting to deal with the killing moves that might appear next.

In fact, Chen Wen can leave now, in the final analysis, he only came here to refine the holy weapon, and now that he has completed his work, there is no reason to stay, he wants to go, he can leave at any time.

But for some reason, Chen Wen just couldn't leave.

There is not only a formation above the clouds, but also another killing opportunity, as long as there is the slightest touch, it will attack blatantly, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

Chen Wen was not sure to leave, and he was also not sure that he would be safe and sound.

So he informed the rest of the saints in tantric teachings.

In any case, the three religions have always been the same enemy, and there is internal fighting, but once they encounter a strong enemy, they will all be united with the outside world.

After the news came out, Chen Wen breathed a sigh of relief, all he had to do now was to wait, and when the other three sect saints arrived, the crisis would be solved.

At the same time, I am also hoping that the killing machine will not be shot in advance.

Chen Wen held the stele in his hand, his expression was solemn, and he was full of vigilance.

But in the end, there was no danger, and the other saints of the three religions had already arrived.

Here came the three saints.

Su Mu, Jiang Chuan, Zhao Bajiang!

One Confucianist, two Taoist, and as for Buddhism, they did not show a desire to meddle.

Anyway, Buddhism acts, not many people can guess it.

Su Mu held a book in his hand, walked up to Chen Wen's side, and frowned, "Except for us, there is no one else above the clouds. ”

Chen Wen smiled helplessly: "But this killing machine does exist." ”

This is a big truth, as long as you stand in the clouds, you can feel this haunting killing machine.

The three new saints are no exception.

Jiang Chuan suddenly spoke: "It should be him." ”

When the words fell, the clouds were suddenly silent, and it took a long time for Zhao Lanjiang to break the silence.

"There's a familiarity to this killing machine, and he's right. Zhao Lanjiang looked indifferent, "But where he is, we don't know at all." ”

Jiang Chuan didn't care and said: "He's here, let him go last time, this time he always wants to keep him." ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves.

As soon as the formation fell, suddenly another large array superimposed on each other.

It was Zhao Lanjiang who made a move.

Zhao Lanjiang said indifferently: "Sword cultivation should also decline." ”

The large array covered a radius of thousands of miles in an instant, and all kinds of brilliance were endless.

Taoism's most famous magic power is alchemy and alchemy, and now two Taoist saints have joined forces to arrange the formation, and it will not be so easy to break it.

Even if it is a sword immortal, it has to be a sword.

As long as the sword is drawn, the position will be exposed, and what follows is the thunder strike of these four saints.

No matter who gets hit head-on, it won't feel good.

Under the clouds, in the Great Zhou Tiandu, in a remote tavern, Lin Shugui, who was struggling to be found by the four saints, stayed here to drink.

The tavern is very small, and the wine is not very good, but the owner's own turbid wine is not on the table in the eyes of many people, so the people who come here to drink are poor people.

After all, it is cheap, and a copper plate can buy a large bowl.

The boss diligently poured a pot of wine for Lin Shugui, smiling, and looked at the door from time to time at this time, thinking about when the next drinker would arrive.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the drinkers are busy reuniting, before Lin Shu returns, there is no one in the tavern, no wonder the boss is so attentive.

Lin Shugui drank the wine in one gulp, and suddenly said, "Why don't you come in?"

Not long after the words fell, a green-shirted swordsman with a long sword walked in.

It was Xu Baichuan.

The boss smiled and beckoned Xu Baichuan to sit down, and did not ask the guest officer for a few taels of wine or other polite words, but simply walked out of the tavern decisively, and after many years of doing business and mingling in the market, the boss had already had a vague premonition about things.

Now the two guests in the tavern are carrying swords, and they are not easy to mess with, and they must be talking about some important things next, even if they are not, if they are drunk or in a bad mood, and cut themselves, it will be unreasonable.

This kind of thing happens very often in the market, and the boss is not uncommon.

Xu Baichuan looked at the sword immortal in front of him and asked, "How sure is Lin Sword Immortal?"

This sentence is not just what he said, but more on behalf of all the sword cultivators in the world, after all, in this world now, there is only Lin Shugui, a sword immortal!

Don't make a mistake.

When Lin Shugui heard this, he laughed and didn't answer, but just poured another bowl of wine and drank it, and at the same time poured a bowl for Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan looked at the turbid wine in front of him and sighed.

In this world, if you can make the sword fairy pour wine, maybe he is the only one in the past.

Xu Baichuan finished the wine and frowned slightly.

The taste of this wine is very bad, and it is really not very good.

Seeing this, Lin Shugui smiled and drank the wine in the bowl again.

"When is Lin Jianxian going to draw his sword?"

"Soon. ”

Xu Baichuan was silent and didn't ask again, just accompanied Lin Shugui to drink.

Xu Baichuan stayed in the tavern for a while, but it didn't last long, and after drinking a few bowls of wine, he quickly left the tavern again.

As for what they have talked about, no third person can know.

Leaving the tavern, Xu Baichuan set foot on the road again, not towards the inn, but towards the Forbidden City, the imperial palace.

He's going to meet someone inside.