Chapter 645: Making an Exception

Nine days above.

Since the primeval times, when all the ancient great sages jointly established the Heavenly Court, the position of the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court has been replaced. But no matter how the throne changes, Heavenly Court has always been like that. Majestic and brilliant, above board, the purple gas and golden light shine all the year round, the cranes and clouds and dragons dance in the air, and countless golden immortals and dignitaries step on the clouds, and the immortal atmosphere is really indescribable to mortals.

From the thirty-three major halls of the heavenly court where the moon shines, it is commonly known as the Nine Heavens World. This Nine Heavens World is the mustard seed world condensed by the nine great sages of the ancients, and after countless years of expansion and development, it has now evolved into the Nine Great Blessed Land Heavenly Realm.

One is Zhongtian, two is Xiantian, three is Congtian, four is more heaven, five is Jiantian, six is Kuotian, seven is Xiantian, eight is Shentian, and nine is Chengtian. In this Nine Directions Heavenly Realm, non-powerful people cannot open up caves in it. The Heavenly Court Immortals could not easily enter the Nine Heavens, and the immortals in the Nine Heavens rarely left the Nine Heavens.

The nine heavens correspond to the ninefold realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, opening up the cave and building the dojo in the middle, and the nine-grade Taiyi, who first entered the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, is naturally the lowest Zhongtian, and the eight-grade Taiyi can move his own cave to Xiantian. And so on, that really has the strength of a first-class Taiyi, and the cultivation is an inconceivable existence that can create all things and destroy all things, and it lives in the highest heavens.

The Nine Heavens World is vast and boundless, and ordinary people can't understand the mysteries in it, and the fault is not to be in it, otherwise it is difficult to understand the reality in it.

Today, somewhere in the middle of the first heaven, in the boundless clear air and boundless purple clouds, dozens of mountains with a radius of thousands of miles are suspended in the pure air purple clouds, and there are countless palaces and pavilions between the mountains, each palace pavilion is the limit of grandeur and glory to the extreme luxury and beauty, if the materials used to build these palaces and pavilions are placed in the outside world, it is enough to make those heavenly immortals and inferior golden immortals break their heads to compete for the genius treasure, but here, it is all used as the life of rubble bricks.

There are more than 100 of these splendid palaces and pavilions in dozens of mountains, and there is a purple gold air flow above each palace that rushes straight into the sky, which means that there is a golden immortal sitting in each palace. Between these palaces and pavilions are countless medicine gardens and gardens, among which the boy gardeners, servants, and subordinates who come and go are all cultivated by the immortals.

On top of these dozens of mountains, about thousands of miles high, there is another mountain peak with a whole body of turquoise suspended. This mountain peak is no more than 100 miles high, the radius is about three or four hundred miles, the shape of jīng is exquisite, like a craftsman jīng heart carved handicraft pen holder, looking at it from a distance makes people happy in their hearts.

On this peak, there are some jīng wooden houses and bamboo huts dotted in a patchwork, which is very natural. But on the top of that mountain, there stood a jasper platform with a height of 3,600 zhang and a radius of 100 zhang, like a huge brush piercing the sky.

On the square outside the hall, nearly a thousand beautiful fairies wearing gorgeous robes are quietly waiting in line, they are like jade carvings, standing there without saying a word, not moving, not speaking, not even breathing, everyone is careful to restrain all the breath, dare not have the slightest fatigue and carelessness.

The inside of the main hall is vast, there are a hundred miles of radius at a glance, there are rì moon stars on the ceiling of the main hall following the real celestial phenomena, and the floor is a scene of mountains, rivers and mountains, countless mountains and rivers are hidden on the floor, and the end is a vast supernatural to the extreme.

At the end of the main hall is a cloud platform, a middle-aged man in a green cloth robe sits on the cloud platform, looking at a bookcase in front of him in a daze, with a smile on his face, looking strange. There is a pen, paper, and ink on the bookcase made of white jade, and on the white paper is a pair of large characters dripping with ink, the font is magnificent and heavy, and there is a faint trace of purple.

The only thing that is strange is that among the four treasures in the above room, there is a single inkstone missing. There were also a few drops of ink dripping from the bookcase, which were rolling lightly on the smooth and traceless jade case like a living thing, as active as mercury beads.

"Interesting!" the middle-aged man smiled, casually put the pen on the pen stand, and with a slight wave of his fingers, the bookcase had disappeared without a trace. He sat cross-legged on the gimbal with a smile, leaned lightly on the soft cushion behind him, and smiled and nodded to the Yuanhua Ancestor lying on his stomach in the middle of the main hall: "I haven't seen you for so many years, how did you cultivate the Demon Dao Exercises?"

Yuanhua Old Ancestor looked at the middle-aged man in a daze, the blood in his eyes flickered and dissipated, and suddenly he struggled to get up, kowtowing to the man and begging again and again. "Younger generation Yuanhua, see the seniors. The younger generation is bitter, and the seniors are invited to make decisions for the younger generations!"

The middle-aged man laughed, and he smiled at the thirty or so Dao Immortals standing in the main hall: "Look, I said it for the teacher, I have set a little junior disciple for you in the Outer Heaven Realm, and I originally said that I would accept him when he cultivates to the Golden Immortal Realm." Back then, what he cultivated was a serious Dao Sect Exercise, but after so many years, he fell into the devil!"

After laughing a few times, the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "It's just a matter of being demonic, and you are still beaten like this?" Tsk, the injury on your lower body is really weird! Not only your body has been injured, but even your soul has also been injured, this technique is very weird!"

Yuanhua Old Ancestor kowtowed again and again with tears like rain: "Please also ask the seniors to call the shots, the younger generations have been calculated by a few shameless descendants!"

The middle-aged man pursed his lips, he shook his head and said, "The younger generation? I personally rescued you, and someone actually followed the traces of my shot to smooth my most cherished purple heart inkstone......

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly and laughing bitterly, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "This matter, I, Ling Lingjun, is really not easy to investigate." The dignified Taiyi was stolen in front of the descendants of the Nether Realm, and this has been spread, and I don't have to see anyone anymore!"

An old man in Taoist costume in the main hall walked out slowly, and he bowed down and said, "Master, let the disciples take action in this matter?"

Waving his hand, Ling Lingjun said indifferently: "What are you doing? Now that the soldiers outside are in chaos, won't they come to the door if they are troublesome? Someone is calculating a big game of chess, so I can't afford to participate in this little weight of the teacher and your hundreds of apprentices, so it's better to wait to see the excitement and get a piece of the pie afterwards." It's really involved, it's a catastrophe, hey!"

The muscles of his face twitched a few times, and Ling Lingjun said in a calm face: "You haven't experienced it back then, every time the heaven and earth tribulation, even the great power of Taiyi will fall a lot, and the great emperor of the heavenly court will all die! ”

Sighing lightly, Ling Lingjun looked up at the ceiling and muttered in a low voice: "Your ancestor, the master of the master, was a famous big man in Shen Tian back then, and he was also one of the five emperors of the five directions of the Heavenly Court, and he held the five immortals of the Heavenly Court: wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. Hey, but in the last catastrophe, the Great Heavenly Emperor and the Five Heavenly Emperors of the Five Directions joined forces, and they still died cleanly. ”

With a slight frown, Ling Lingjun shook his head and said: "At that time, there were 1,897 senior brothers, all of whom were golden immortals with names and surnames, among them, the senior brother and the second senior brother also had the cultivation that they have now. But the catastrophe is all together, but in just a thousand years of hard work, the master has fallen, and the senior brother who is the teacher has died and only the teacher is left!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Lingjun shook his head again and again and said, "Purple Heart Inkstone, I still have to fall on Yuan Hua to get it back!"

Without allowing his many disciples to speak, Ling Lingjun pointed his hand, and the bloody banner wrapped around Yuanhua Old Ancestor rose into the air and flew into Ling Lingjun's hands. Ling Lingjun's fingers wiped slightly on the banner, and his face changed suddenly: "What a fierce innate spiritual creature, it's a pity, it's a pity, who was cut into such a appearance?"

His eyes were like electricity, and he swept towards the Yuanhua Ancestor, and Ling Lingjun shouted in a deep voice: "Yuanhua, or the Blood Sea Venerable King, well, the Yuanhua True Spirit has merged with the remaining Yuan Soul of the Blood Sea Venerable King, you are actually alone, and I don't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters." In the end, whether you are the Yuanhua Ancestor, or the Blood Sea Venerable King, or the Ancient Demon God Blood, you are all my little disciples!"

Yuanhua Old Ancestor was ecstatic, he hurriedly climbed a few steps forward, kowtowed again and again, and said: "The disciple has seen the master, I have seen the master!

Ling Lingjun narrowed his eyes, he looked up at the ceiling and thought for a long time, then slowly nodded and smiled: "It's okay to be in charge." I think this banner is badly damaged, but as long as he supplies him with enough jīng blood, he can repair it as before. ”

Yuanhua Old Ancestor nodded again and again: "Master's eyes are like torches, it's true!"

Ling Lingjun laughed, he waved the banner back to Yuanhua Ancestor, and laughed loudly: "That's right, now is a good opportunity for you to act." The Pangu Continent is full of corpses, this is a harbinger of a certain event, and there are many people fishing in troubled waters! You just have to go to the Pangu Continent and act at will, if it is an opportunity, it will naturally have your benefits!"

Yuanhua Old Ancestor was stunned, and he asked tremblingly, "Then, don't beg for that?"

Ling Lingjun frowned, he pinched his fingers and counted for a full quarter of an hour, and his face suddenly changed.

"Huh?"

Ling Lingjun exclaimed: "With my Dao, I can't even calculate the number of this son's fate? Even if there are great powers joining forces to disrupt the heavenly machine now, it is only for the sake of ...... Then don't beg According to what you said, he was only a junior a few years ago, and those powerful people who disturbed the heavens were not for him, how could I not calculate his situation?"

With a few flicks of his fingers on his knees, Ling Lingjun smiled and said, "Interesting, could it be that he has been targeted for a long time?"

Waving his hand, Ling Lingjun said in a deep voice: "Yuan Hua, you are just a mere immortal cultivator, I am making an exception to accept you as an apprentice, you go to the Pangu Continent, just act at will." Don't beg for things, take care of it slowly!"

With a strange laugh, Ling Lingjun looked thoughtfully at the mountains and rivers on the floor, and he muttered in a low voice: "He will definitely go to the Pangu Continent, maybe it won't be long before you meet him!"

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen golden immortal artifacts shining with a faint purple gold flew in front of Yuanhua Ancestor.

Ling Lingjun took Yuanhua Ancestor to refine these golden immortal weapons, tore open the void with a wave of his hand, and sent Yuanhua Ancestor directly to the Pangu Continent.