"Bang!"

The glass cup spun around, and it rolled down the royal table, and then fell to pieces on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The minister should die, the minister should die......" Seeing that the glass cup on the royal table was broken, the curtain general immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

The glass cup is gorgeous again, as a Jade Emperor who can sit firmly on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven for countless years, it is just a plaything, so punishing the servants will only chill the hearts of the rest of the servants, after all, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and everyone is of the same mind.

However, this curtain general is the person who the Jade Emperor promised to the Western Buddhism to learn the scriptures, and he has long intended to demote it to the mortal world, and now he has seized such an opportunity to make trouble.

"Come on, pull down the curtain guards, whip eight hundred, and push them to the lower realm!" the Jade Emperor shouted in a deep voice.

"No!" As soon as the Jade Emperor's voice fell, two guards immediately flashed in response.

The two guards set up the general with the rolling shutters, pushed him out of the West Heavenly Gate, and after beating him with eight hundred soul scattering whips, they kicked him down from the Heavenly Palace.

"Your Majesty, the curtain has been pushed down by us and fallen into the quicksand river!" After the execution was completed, the two guards turned to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and bowed to the Jade Emperor.

"Hmm!" the Jade Emperor nodded, waving his hand to signal the two of them to go down.

"This curtain guard has followed me for many years, and I have severely punished the nether for breaking the glass cup, and he will definitely be resentful. Hmph, anyway, it was promised to Buddhism, it was a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be raised, and if you give him some lessons, he won't even have the courage to hate!" After the two guards retreated, the Jade Emperor pondered in his heart.

"Spread my will, so that the West Heavenly Gate holds the king of the country, starting from today, once every seven days, and release the sword through the curtain chest eight times in a hundred years. After thinking for a while, the Jade Emperor ordered an arrow from the imperial table, threw it and ordered in a deep voice.

"No!" As soon as the herald dodged out of the ranks, after picking up the arrow on the ground, he headed towards the West Heavenly Gate.

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"Hey, there are immortals who have been demoted to mortals, which immortal is so unlucky that he was demoted on the day of the Danyuan Conference?" Chen Xian was strolling in the Sanssouci Palace, and suddenly saw a streamer in the east falling to the ground, at first I thought it was a meteor, but the streamer was golden in color, and it was dazzling even in the daytime. He immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked at it, only to know that it was an empty fire, and the treasure light in the fire was vast, and the immortal aura was restrained, only to know that there were immortals who were knocked down to the mortal dust.

"According to this posture, the degraded person should have been ruined in the flesh, relying on a treasure to protect the soul, I really don't know which unlucky baby was destroyed by the immortal body of hundreds of millions of years of penance, miserable!" The streamer was fleeting, but Chen Xian had already seen it, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

After sighing for a while, Chen Xian walked to the Yong'an Hall with his feet up, ready to continue his retreat and further study. Although I am worried that the Jade Emperor will send heavenly soldiers to exterminate demons and will hit Yong'an City, but one day in the sky, one year on the earth, and when the Jade Emperor finishes the Danyuan Conference and announces the dispatch of troops tomorrow, it will be a year later, which is enough to cultivate into a golden immortal by himself, but he can't waste time thinking about how to deal with it.

Chen Xian had just taken a few steps before stopping. He looked sideways to the east, but just now out of the corner of his eye, he noticed another streamer falling from the sky.

"Hey, today I am sure that it is the Danyuan Conference and not the Immortal Deprecation Conference? Why is it that in just a short period of time, two immortals have been demoted one after another? However, this one has a better life than the previous one, and he actually came down by the physical body, and obviously did not destroy the physical body that was most suitable for his cultivation. After glancing at the streamer, Chen Xian thought in surprise.

"Alas, it doesn't matter which two unlucky kids he is, let's go and cultivate. Looking at the two lights just now, although the first one was destroyed in the flesh, it was a peak Taiyi, and although the latter was only a golden immortal, the physical body was not damaged, and there was no advantage to take advantage of, so I don't want to!" Chen Xian shook his head and strode towards the Dao Dao Palace.

Chen Xian went to ask the retreat and cultivation in the Taoist hall without mentioning it, but said that the first streamer he saw was the Bajie who was the Marshal Tianpeng descended to earth and was now fainting in the pigsty, as for the second way, that is, he broke the glass cup, was beaten with eight hundred soul scattering whips, and then retreated to the lower realm, fell into the curtain of the quicksand river, and the future Sha Wujing monk.

If Chen Xian knew the identities of the two, he would not think that Wujing's life was better than Bajie's, after all, after Bajie went down to earth, Heaven didn't care about him, he became a wild boar Lao Yu, and there was a second sister who pasted it to him, and Lao Sha didn't have such a good life, every seven days, there were flying swords to pierce the ribs more than 100 times, I don't know when it could stop, it was really poignant and miserable.

But he didn't say these nonsense, and after returning to the Shen Chen Xian into the Taoist hall, he went straight to the cold jade bed and sat down cross-legged, with five hearts to the sky, silently using Xuangong, and began to adjust his state, he planned to try to condense the divine flower.

After Xian Yuan ran in his body for a week, Chen Xian's heart completely calmed down, and he reached the best state of no sorrow and no joy.

Chen Xian stopped the operation of the immortal yuan and sank all his mind into the inner dan, to be precise, in the inner dan.

In the vast inner pill, there are pure immortal yuan, but they all have Chen Xian's breath, needless to say, these are Chen Xian's mana, and it is strange to have no his breath.

The immortal yuan in the inner pill is very thick, condensed into a mist, and the center is even more drop-shaped, and in the very center is the divine soul that is wrapped and nurtured like a narcissus.

At this time, Chen Xian's divine soul was also sitting cross-legged with five hearts to the sky like his physical body, and there was a lotus platform transformed by a solid immortal yuan when he sat down. It's a pity that the divine soul can't actively absorb the immortal yuan to strengthen itself like the physical body, and can only passively accept the warmth of the immortal yuan.

Chen Xian's heart moved, and the spirit sitting cross-legged on the Immortal Yuan Lotus Platform opened his eyes, and his eyes were empty, as if he could suck a person's soul into it.

Under the control of his mind, Chen Xian's divine soul flew with both hands, forming a handprint shaped like a pagoda seal.

The divine soul kept the pagoda handprint unchanged, and saw that the slightly gloomy divine soul suddenly trembled, sitting on the top of the head of the flesh outside, and suddenly a thin pale yellow mist appeared.

This mist could not be blown away by the wind, and the light was not extinguished, so it stood upright on top of Chen Xian's head, neither shaking nor shaking, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding it tightly.

No, another trace of pale yellow mist came out from under the scalp and flew towards the previous mist, as if it was about to become one.

The two strands of mist are originally born from the same root, and it is easy to blend with each other, and after being rolled, they turn into a coarser mist.

As time passed, the pale yellow mist on Chen Xian's top gathered more and more, and a total of 100 strands of mist came out from under his scalp.

As the saying goes, ten threads are one wisp, and the hundred threads are ten wisps, and ten wisps can be made into a ball, so the yellow mist on his head is already the size of a glass bead, and because many fogs gather together, the color is darker.

After all, these fogs are coming out little by little, and I don't know when the fog will gather into flowers, so that Chen Xian's three flowers can gather at the top, everything is determined by time!