The stick, which once touched the sky, now turned into the size of an embroidery needle, quietly rotating and rising between the palms.

A mist of blood surrounded the stick, slowly but surely seeping into the stick.

As time passed, there was a slight flush on the golden sticks, such as copper, the texture of skin, and the veins of leaves.

Chen Ziang crossed his knees in the void, motionless, silently feeling the subtle changes that occurred inside the stick in his palm.

This stick was carefully refined by Yiqi Immortal Zhou Tong for millions of years, which was extraordinary, but it was far from meeting Chen Ziang's requirements.

At this point, all he did was increase the power of the stick.

He used to be the spirit of the stick, and he personally participated in the growth of the stick turned into a stick by Tianmen, and he was an immortal weapon that he used closely, so he was naturally qualified to make corrections to it.

And the most important thing is his Yuan Shen Refining Treasure Recipe and Overlord Body.

Differentiating one's own flesh and blood and blessing magic weapons is a method of demon gate with great flaws, but when Chen Ziang uses it at this time, it complements the Yuan Shen Refining Treasure Technique.

In a short period of time, with the stick blessed by Chen Ziang's flesh and blood, the power increased several times, and there was a magical means that were almost the same as Chen Ziang's physical body.

But because of this, the possibility of giving birth to a machine spirit has been lost in this stick.

Chen Ziang seems to be refining it into his second clone!

"Buzz ......"

I don't know how long it took, the stick trembled slightly, and a close connection of heart and blood was born in Chen Ziang's immortal path primordial spirit.

Gently stretching out his hand, the stick automatically changed in size, and fell into his palm with an incomparably close fit, and with a slight grip, even if he had not used it, Chen Ziang had already realized that this stick was like a part of his body, and his heart could move at will.

"Open!"

Nodding in satisfaction, the stick swiped forward, the void cracked, and a hazy rain of smoke was swept in by the breeze.

Stepping out slowly, stepping lightly on the bluestone street, looking around, here is an ancient city under the haze of smoke and rain.

In the dim night, the steep walls, narrow lanes, and drizzling pedestrians together depict the peculiar charm of this ancient city.

It's like a veil of lightness, vague and quiet.

This is the prosperous Shengjing, a mortal capital of the small world of cultivation, and the current temporary foothold of the four of them.

In the distance, among the most lively brothels in the capital, Ouyang was sitting on the top of the high pavilion, chatting and laughing with several famous female prostitutes.

The monk is worthy of being a monk, in the brothel of the Qinglou entangled in lust, his face is still light and light, talking and laughing, his face is sincere, his eyes are warm, and he has the eagerness to love the world but there is no ordinary desire and greed.

The female prostitutes on the opposite side have already let go of the distractions in their hearts, and they have no intrigue with each other in the past, just sitting upright and talking, sometimes chuckling, sometimes frowning, opening their hearts to each other, talking about miscellaneous things and life.

In front of the monks, these long-sleeved and dancing celebrities in the capital are just like everyone's ladies, with a dignified posture, worry-free in their hearts, with joy on their faces, full of yearning and hope for life, smiling purely and naturally, without the strong smile of accompanying the wine in the past.

In the eyes of monks, all beings are equal and have Buddha nature.

On the street not far away, the people of Beichen Dao are holding an oil-paper umbrella in their hands, and they are leisurely strolling along the street.

Wild dogs wear out, and he will give way.

When a high-ranking official travels, he is also like an ordinary person, standing on the side of the road with an umbrella, waiting for the official team to finish before silently going on the road.

In his hand, he also led a lost girl, holding a string of sugar gourd-shaped desserts in her hand, her eyes wide, looking around for the street she was familiar with.

When she saw her parents, the girl rushed away in surprise, and in the midst of continuous gratitude and thanks, the Beichen Daoist made a joke and left.

I have known the world, and I still love the grass and trees.

Every Enlightened Immortal has something respectable and admirable.

They have seen the love and hatred in the world, but they still maintain that gentle original intention, and only when it comes to the battle of the Great Dao will the monk's fearless and fearless peerless edge be exposed.

Chen Ziang exhaled slowly, silently withdrew his senses, and looked towards him.

I don't know when, at the end of this alley, there was a female crown with a ribbon, who was Su Miao Zhenjun in the foursome.

"Chen Daoyou is done?"

"Thank you, you've been waiting for a long time!"

Chen Ziang nodded, and did not explain where he went or what he did.

"There's no need to wait long, but it's not safe for us to wait now, so if it's not necessary, it's better not to stay in one place for too long. ”

Su Miao Zhenjun shook his head lightly, and stepped lightly, the void around the two of them immediately changed, and when they fixed their eyes, they had already come to a delicately shaped manor.

"Chen Daoyou!"

Ouyang who appeared next didn't raise his hand to say hello, and the Beichen Daoist found a rattan chair and sat down.

"It seems that a few of us already know where we are. ”

Chen Ziang chuckled and sat down as well.

While he was in retreat, the others were naturally not idle.

"It's only natural that the twelve Great Immortals aren't there, but it seems that there are more than eight Heavenly Immortals. ”

Su Miao Daoist spoke.

"The latest news, the divine sword Sima Lingyun attacked the Heaven Stealing Camp and killed the Heavenly Immortal Wuxiang and a group of people in a hidden place in Yin Si. ”

Immortals transcend time, but once someone has fallen completely, they cannot be corrected.

In other words, it is possible that the Excalibur killed Wuxiang tens of thousands of years ago, or it may be in the future, but at this time, there is already a result.

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Chen Ziang raised his eyebrows.

The place where the Sky Stealing Camp fell, he had been or would have been there in the future, and his stick technique came from the holy ape of the deputy camp master of the Sky Stealing Camp.

"The worst thing is that our identities have been revealed for some reason! Now, we are the reverse immortals who are searching for the Heavenly Court, whether we live or die!"

Beichen Daoren glanced at the three of them, although his face did not change, his tone was a little cold.

"In other words, I don't have the means to meet Emperor Gou Chen head-on now!"

At the beginning, the Beichen Daoist deliberately concealed his origin, and did not use the magical powers on the Gou Chen Heavenly Book, but he didn't want to have his true origin on the wanted warrant of the Heavenly Court at this time.

"Beichen Daoyou, you don't suspect that we betrayed you, right?"

Ouyang didn't even shrug his shoulders, looking innocent.

"The monks don't speak, I haven't said it!"

"At this time, the cultivation is still in full swing, not when we are waiting for enlightenment. Maybe it's some kind of magical power, maybe it's a certain magic weapon, it's possible to find the heel of a Taoist friend. ”

Su Miao Zhenjun said indifferently.

"Smack!"

Chen Ziang slapped his palms and smiled.

"That's fine!"

"We are all on the opposite side of Heaven now, and we will also fight against each other in the future, and we have lost our affection. Besides, the fate of the Heavenly Court Immortals in the future is not very good. ”

"That's right, that's right!"

Ouyang nodded repeatedly.

"Besides, the four of us join forces, where in the world can we not go? Even if we kill Emperor Gou Chen and take the Gou Chen Tianshu for you, it may not be impossible!"

“......”

There was a stagnation in the field.

The people of Beichen Dao looked at it even more coldly.

"Monk, are you serious?"

"Just kidding, why are you so serious?"

Ouyang didn't even spread his hands.

There is a moat between the earth immortals and the heavenly immortals, and even Chen Ziang, who has the Seven Treasures Wonderful Technique, the Great Dao Mantra, and the Mysteries of Ten Thousand Laws, does not dare to expect to be able to face the Heavenly Immortals.

As for the siege, it's nothing more than a joke.

"The Excalibur kills the Phaseless, the rules of the Yin Division change, and the Phaseless Fall disappears. In the aftermath alone, an entire Middle Thousand Worlds were affected, and hundreds of thousands of worlds were destroyed in an instant, disappearing into the long river of time. ”

Su Miao Zhenjun's voice was cold.

"And it is said that at that time, the divine sword Sima Lingyun only made one sword!"

"The power of the immortals is invincible! even if you have the supreme escape method, it is impossible to escape. ”

"I know, I understand!"

Ouyang didn't even raise his hands.

"I'm really just saying that my sect's predecessor, Venerable Jiexian, is here, and I have also read the records of my predecessors. ”

"Alright, now let's talk about me!"

Chen Ziang swept over the three of them.

"Have you ever heard about the Gate of Heaven?"

"Indeed, there really is a place called the Gate of Heaven here. ”

Beichen Daoren's back was straight, and he looked at Chen Ziang with a straight face.

"This news of the Heavenly Gate did not appear after the Great Tribulation, and it is obvious that everything about it has been completely erased by people with great magical powers, and it has disappeared into the long river of time. ”

"Usually, there is some kind of ulterior secret hidden under this method. ”

"Tianmen is not a sect, nor is it a place. ”

Su Miao Zhenjun interface.

"It should be regarded as an organization, an organization dedicated to providing talents for Heavenly Court. ”

"How?"

Chen Ziang looked curious.

"All the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are all from the Heavenly Gate, and all the immortals who serve in the Heavenly Court have had an experience in the Heavenly Gate. ”

Ouyang didn't reply.

"Among the twelve worlds, there are Heavenly Gates distributed, and in a certain way, the Heavenly Gate that Chen Daoyou is looking for is like the cornerstone of Heavenly Court. The gate of heaven is here, and the heavenly court is immortal!"

"But there's always to be a core, right?"

Chen Ziang frowned.

The other three glanced at each other, and finally Su Miao Zhenjun nodded.

"Yes!"

"This is the Heavenly Court that has been shattered at present, the location of the South Heavenly Gate!"

"I went there and took a sneak look, the South Heavenly Gate is guarded by the four heavenly kings who capture the gods, even if the immortals trespass, I am afraid that they can block it. And sitting in it, it is rumored to be the Heavenly Immortal Bixuzi Su Yang!"

Ouyang didn't even sigh.

"Chen Daoyou, I think you're still dead, at present, you can't get in. ”

"That's not necessarily, they have four heavenly kings, and we also have four people here. ”

Chen Ziang pouted unconvinced.

"As for Bixuzi, he doesn't necessarily have to be there all day, right?"

"Hehe......"

Ouyang didn't smile faintly and turned around.

"Humph!"

Beichen Daoren's eyes were closed, and he didn't make a sound.

As for Su Miao Zhenjun, it was as if he hadn't heard Chen Ziang's voice, and he was silently in a daze on the side.

'Damn...... What do you mean?'