The giant painting is still floating in the air, the flowers and rain in the sky are free and cool like a dream, this is the realm of the underworld, and those who are not destined must not break in, Jiang Zuo Buyi has been rumored to be a fairy figure within the Three Realms between the suave immortals. This statement is by no means a general statement, but a divine operator who has been famous for a hundred years.

At that time, the god operator and Jiang Zuo Buyi met in Jiangzuo from Tianfeng because of the front edge, and they broke the Nine Dead Demon Altar together, which was to set a year-old friendship with the fate of the previous life. That time at the Nine Dead Demon Altar, Jiang Zuo Buyi broke through the Heart Sutra left over from his previous life, realized that he had cultivated the Heart Sutra of the Heart Sutra, and then became one of the gods in the rivers and lakes.

The two women in the painting were stunned, and landed side by side in front of Jiang Zuobuyi, and a woman said: "Your Excellency is a smart talent, since you have cracked the mystery in the painting, you can understand the secrets of the spiritual secret realm." Another woman's eyes were like snow, and she said, "However, before Your Excellency can comprehend the secrets of the Spiritual Illusion Secret Realm, you need to pass through the Nine Numbers. ”

Jiang Zuobuyi's expression remained unchanged, and he said leisurely: "Jiang Lang has never thought of comprehending the secrets of the Spiritual Illusion Secret Realm, why don't the two girls send Jiang Lang back." ”

The woman who spoke first said in a cold voice: "There is a fixed number in the underworld, where is the truth that your Excellency can participate in enlightenment if you want to participate in enlightenment, and if you don't want to participate in enlightenment, you will not participate in enlightenment? Moreover, your Excellency has entered this spiritual realm because of a fixed number, and God cannot allow your Excellency to come and go as you want." ”

Another woman stretched out her five fingers, and the rain of flowers flew out between her fingers, shaped like a colorful practice, and said: "Your Excellency calls yourself Jiang Lang, presumably it is the destined person Jiang Zuo Buyi mentioned by our mother-in-law, the master of the spiritual realm. ”

Cailian was densely woven like a vast net in an instant, fluttering and swaying towards Jiang Zuo's cloth cover. Jiang Zuo Buyi smiled softly, his sleeves were lightly raised, and a wisp of strength had shot out from between his sleeves, and he broke the big net, Jiang Zuo Buyi then roared like a golden sound and jade vibration, and his body swayed, and he jumped on the colorful and scattered flower rain between the electric light and stone fire, and the toes were slightly picked, and the flower rain flew under the feet like a colorful butterfly.

As soon as the two women saw Jiang Zuo Buyi's magic skills, they glanced at each other, fluttered up, and each spit out a soft sword like a spiritual snake from their sleeves, and Feiyun had already arrived in front of Jiang Zuo Buyi. Jiang Zuo Buyi saw that the two women's sword moves were elegant, their postures were free, and there was a great aura of Nine Heavens Flying Immortals between their bodies, and they were already envious in their hearts, and their bodies moved several times one after another, avoiding the sword moves of the two women.

A woman snorted and said, "Why don't you show your weapon?" Jiang Zuobuyi had a deep smile on his face, and said: "Although Jiang Lang is a person who is deviant in the rivers and lakes, he definitely doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. ”

As he spoke, the big sleeves flew out, and he had already picked up the flower rain flying around him, and there was a loud laugh in his mouth, those flowers and rain gathered into a flying phoenix, and the two wings danced lightly, just fluttering, and the soft sword in the hands of the two women couldn't hold it, and they flew out of their hands obliquely. The two women were both frightened and angry, their figures moving slightly, and hurriedly threw themselves at the huge painting.

Jiang Zuobu Yi floated out his sleeves again, and he had already swept in front of the giant painting, and his fingers rushed out, hitting the faintly visible figure on the giant painting. I only heard a bang, the giant painting was gone, and Jiang Zuo Buyi only felt that he was already in the reckless sea of clouds, the top of the heavy mountains, and the bottom of the cloud tower.

An old man in fluttering clothes was waiting for him, and the two women stood proudly behind him. The wind was mighty, the clouds were surging, and the heavens and the earth were desolate.

The old man in Xuanyi looked at Jiang Zuo Buyi and asked, "Are you the earthly prodigal son known as Jiang Lang?"

Jiang Zuo Buyi gently raised his hand seal, stroked his sideburns that fluttered like frost and snow, and said indifferently: "It's Jiang Lang down there." ”

"Okay, good!" The old man in Xuanyi shouted three times in succession, his snow eyebrows floated away, and his cold eyes shot out, and said: "The old man has been waiting for you here for nearly a hundred years, and the sky is pitiful, and the old man finally made him wait." ”