As soon as Hou Yi flew above the lake, he heard an explosion, and a fairy flew out from the island in the middle of the lake.

"He Fangxiao is small, dare to trespass on the sea of stars. ”

This female fairy has heroic hair, holds a fairy sword, wears a golden battle armor, and has an extraordinary bearing.

Hou Yi's eyes flickered, and he held back his anger, thinking that as a great witch of the Wu Clan, how many people in the flood wilderness dared to speak to him like this? But he came to ask for elixir this time, and he had to be patient.

Hou Yi knew very well that even if he could defeat the old immortal in the sea of stars, if people destroyed the immortal medicine in a fit of anger, Chang'e would be finished.

"This Taoist friend, Hou Yi of a certain Wu clan, came to visit the old immortal of the stars. Hou Yi hugged his fists and said politely.

Seeing Hou Yi's earnest words, the sword-wielding woman lowered her breath, and was no longer aggressive, and also arched her hand: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Wu clan, a poor Dao Nine Heavens Xuannu, and a disciple of the Queen Mother of the West..."

Halfway through speaking, the Nine Heavens Xuannu suddenly shook her whole body, with an incredible expression on her face, and exclaimed: "Daoist friend is Hou Yi? is that Hou Yi who has been shooting for eight days in a row?!"

"Why is Daoyou like this?" Hou Yi was puzzled, it was just to kill a few little golden crows, is it necessary to be so surprised?

"Ahem!" The Nine Heavens Xuannu came back to her senses, bowed to Hou Yi, and said apologetically: "It was the fault of the poor Dao just now, the teacher ordered the poor Dao to greet the Taoist friends here, but the poor Dao didn't know the true god." ”

Hou Yi nodded, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared: "It's okay, Daoyou is not intentional." By the way, Daoyou's teacher is the Queen Mother of the West?!"

His heart tightened, and the Wu clan also contributed to the destruction of the Purple Mansion at the beginning. If the Queen Mother of the West is angry with herself because of the old things, then things will not be easy to do. Moreover, after knowing the identity of the old immortal of the stars, he also completely gave up the idea of snatching. The Queen Mother of the West is a veteran quasi-saint, and no matter how weak she is, she can't compare.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu noticed Hou Yi's expression, smiled slightly, and said: "Daoist friends don't have to worry, the matter of the Purple Mansion has little to do with the Wu clan, but it was Daoyou who shot the eighth son of Emperor Jun and avenged the killing of the uncle, and the teacher is also very grateful to the Daoist." ”

"Oh?" Hou Yi burst into tears and laughed, and the big stone in his heart was also put down, and said, "There is Lao Daoyou leading the way!"

The Nine Heavens Fairy made an inviting gesture, and then took the lead in flying towards the island in the middle of the lake: "Fellow Daoist, please come with me!"

Hou Yi didn't dare to slack off and followed closely.

A moment later, Hou Yi flew out of the island in the middle of the lake alone, his face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he had talked about with the Queen Mother of the West.

On the other side, the royal power, which had been in retreat for more than 300 years, was finally released.

After he spent fifty years reading the jade slip engraved with the information of all ethnic groups, he began to comprehend the size of Ruyi.

Because if he can't comprehend the big and small, it will be difficult for him to successfully bring his people to Beihai.

There are too many dangers in the Flood Desolate Continent. Although there is a geographical map of mountains and rivers to plan the route, but the map is dead, but the people are alive, who can guarantee that those mountain spirits and water monsters will stay where they are all the time?

He led a huge team of celestial ships to walk through the wilderness, and it was inevitable that he would be coveted by some monsters and evil cultivators. Once these demonic creatures attack the heavenly ships, the consequences are unimaginable.

Therefore, the royal power intends to use the method of size and happiness to make the celestial ship smaller. The smaller celestial ship can hide in the clouds, and if he arranges some formations to confuse the divine thoughts on the celestial ship, it will be difficult to be discovered, which greatly improves the safety of migration.

The size of Ruyi involves the change of material structure, and without the Tao of Taiyi Golden Immortal level, it is very difficult to comprehend this method.

Wang Quan is not the Monkey King, and without the teaching of a saint teacher, he can only explore it by himself.

However, he was given nine days of rest.

The Nine Heavenly Rests are very close to the human body, and by understanding the subtleties of the changes in the Nine Heavens Rest, one can indirectly comprehend the mechanism of the changes in the physical body.

For more than two hundred years, he has been studying hard, from the basic changes of immortals, to the composition of matter, to the basic structure of matter, and finally began to crack the growth principle of the Nine Heavens Resting Soil.

When he first came to the Flood Desolate World, it took him twenty years to break through the stage of refining and refining qi, and he stayed even longer in refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods returning to the void, and refining the void and merging the Dao.

On the road of preaching and mixing the elements, the king's will has always been very firm.

Enlightenment! Enlightenment! Enlightenment!

Things went more smoothly than he had imagined, and it only took him two hundred and eighty years to attain enlightenment.

The size is as good as it gets!

From this moment on, he really has the ability to collect people and objects, and change everything.

His strength has also suddenly increased by a hundredfold.

Imagine that when he fights with the enemy, he transforms into a speck of dust and suddenly turns into a speck of dust, and his body the size of the dust can condense his supernatural powers into the size of a mole, which is equivalent to condensing all the attacks into a small dot that is invisible to the naked eye.

How powerful is this little dot?

The only drawback is that the axe in his hand cannot be made smaller. The grade of the divine axe was too high, a treasure that could raise people to the realm of Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal was extremely extraordinary, such a treasure, he couldn't make it smaller at all.

But such a breakthrough did not satisfy the royal power, and his quantum immortal body had not yet been enlightened.

But he had to stop his retreat, because the Chaos Bell had already sounded, and the outbreak of the Lich War was imminent, and he didn't have enough time.

Wang Quan's heart moved, flew over the dungeon, and grabbed it with his big hand. A golden vortex appeared in the palm of his hand, and the vortex rotated, and the aura particle collider suddenly became smaller and contracted towards the center of the vortex.

Boom! Boom!

After a loud bang, the aura particle collider, which was originally shaped like a giant dragon, turned into a snail and was grabbed by the royal power.

It's a pity that I'm now in the beginning of my supernatural powers, and it's still a little more difficult to pick up the stars and take the moon, even just one star will exhaust my mana. ”

Sooner or later, I will cultivate great supernatural powers, great mana, and run through the wilderness!"

The king's heart is not enough to swallow elephants, and he has just cultivated his supernatural powers, and he started the idea of the sun, moon and stars. But I have to say that he is very persistent.

In the main hall of the sect of Shuyang Peak, the seven immortals gathered together and were discussing the direction of the sect.

In the past three hundred years, the appearance of the human ancestor hall has become more and more ugly, and many immortals of the sect have been recruited to the holy land and joined the so-called immortal army.

Some sects that have lost their immortal seats have lost their strength invisibly, and there are fewer and fewer disciples to enter, and the sect has fallen into a situation of lack of success.

Not only that, the moral level of the human race has plummeted now, and the elders of the ancestral hall are vying for power and profit, and these sects without immortals have become victims, and I don't know how many monks have died in the infighting.

Now, the original sect plan has been completely aborted, and in the past three hundred years, no one in the human race has become an immortal.