The Empire of Gods, the Temple of the Holy Mother.

I know that the number of monks in the Temple of the Holy Mother is very small.

There are only a handful of people who know the identity of the Virgin Mary.

Even the current God Emperor Lu Qingfeng only knows the existence of the Holy Mother Hall and does not know the exact location of the Holy Mother Hall.

At this time, in the garden behind the Virgin Palace, flowers bloomed in full bloom, competing for beauty.

Countless flower species that should not appear in the same season appear in the backyard, making it difficult to tell whether the back garden is real or illusion.

Zhao Lizhen has stepped into this back garden countless times, but she still can't tell whether it is real or illusion.

She knew very well that Master’s illusion was something she would never be able to reach in her life.

"Disciple Zhao Lizhen, I have met Master."

Zhao Lizhen strode like the wind and walked into the back garden and saluted the figure standing under the peach blossom tree.

Master loves peach blossoms, which is something that all disciples know. Her peach blossom illusion is also one of her most powerful magical powers.

"You're here."

Isa turned around and her eyes fell on her seventh disciple.

Isha has ten female disciples, and these ten female disciples are all figures who can stand alone.

As the Virgin, Isha's standard for taking apprentices is very high. It took her ten female apprentices tens of thousands of years to accept, which shows how strict she is in employed.

"I wonder if the master asked his disciple to come over, what tasks should I do?" Zhao Lizhen asked.

"Let you kill one."

Isa's hands were figuring out in front of her, and a young figure appeared on the water mirror.

And his information appeared on the water mirror.

"Ye Xiong, the early stage of fusion..."

Seeing this, Zhao Lizhen frowned.

"Why, look down on him?" Isa asked.

"Master asked his disciples to do it, and there is a principle of master." Zhao Lizhen said respectfully.

Isa was barefoot, dragging her long white skirt, looking from a distance, as if she had a long tail.

"I know a hundred years ago you were very dissatisfied with the task of killing Ip Mantian to Bamei. Do you know why I didn't issue the task to you?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"That's because I'm waiting for someone."

Zhao Lizhen's eyes lit up, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the water mirror again, the young and handsome man.

"Master, aren't you talking about him?"

"That's right, it's him." Isa nodded.

"Which god is he the reincarnation?"

"He is not the reincarnation of the God General?"

"Then how can he compare with Ye Wentian?" Zhao Lizhen was puzzled.

"In the lower realm, Ip Man-tung fought with him several times, but he lost, and in the end he even destroyed his body."

Hearing this, Zhao Lizhen's eyes suddenly became hot.

All disciples know who Ip Mantian is.

When Ip Mantian ascended to the divine realm, all his disciples wanted to get the task of chasing him, but in the end it fell on the eighth sister.

As a result, the eighth sister chased him for a hundred years, not only did she not kill Ye Wentian, but she didn't even see his shadow.

Will this guy be a more powerful person than Ip Mantian?

"The disciple will definitely not let down the master's expectations and kill him." Zhao Lizhen promised.

"I want to remind you something before I set off."

"Master, you said."

"On the Ascension Platform of the Lower Realm, a disciple of the teacher betrayed me for him. I don't want such a thing to happen to you."

"Master, you know very well the character of your disciple, and you will never be influenced by men." Zhao Lizhen said firmly.

"Go, I hope you don't let me down." Isa waved.

"Disciple said goodbye." Zhao Lizhen bowed and left with great strides.

As soon as she left, a figure suddenly appeared in the peach blossom forest.

I don’t know how this figure appeared. I wore a blue brocade dress and my hair was tied up high, forming a tall crown.

In the entire divine world, almost all those who know Isha’s true identity dare not understand her.

Even if Lu Qingfeng faced her, he could not be as calm as the man in blue in front of him.

"Lu Qingfeng has sent someone to chase Ye Xiong, why should you send someone to come? Let him know, wouldn't it make him feel embarrassed?" The man in blue sighed.

"You should be very clear. What can Lu Qingfeng do? Just by how he can kill Ye Xiong?" Isha snorted coldly.

"Since you push him to the position of God Emperor, you must believe him, and the puppet must also look like a puppet."

"I don't regret many things in my life. One of them is to praise him for the throne of God. He is far worse than Ip Mantian."

"I never think there is any problem with Ip Mantian. You are the one who insists on reforming. Improvement and improvement, the more you change, the cooler you get. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the strength of the divine world has been even further regressed." The man said.

"If you don't break, you won't be established. With Ip Mantian's self-esteem and unwillingness to be enterprising, even if he lives for tens of thousands of years, he will not be able to break through the Mahayana period. Instead of doing this, it is better to break and then establish it." Isa said.

"You like to go to the wrong path when doing things. The cultivation of the truth has natural laws. If you do this, you will see the situation now. There is not much time left for a 50,000-year agreement. Then it depends on what you do!

"The man in blue was a little unhappy.

"You said I like to go to the wrong way. What about you? Didn't you keep saying that you won't interfere in anything and follow the rules? Why did you secretly let your clone go down to the world and pass on Ye Xiong's martial arts?" Isha asked back.

"When did I use the incarnation to pass on Ye Xiong's martial arts?" the man in blue asked.

"Stop pretending, except you, who has the power of Wuming's incarnation as powerful as Wu's incarnation?" Isha snorted coldly.

"I don't take this sucker, don't blame me."

The man in blue was quite serious in front of him, and he suddenly became anxious.

"Isn't it you?"

"I said it was not me, why don't you believe it?" the man in blue continued to explain.

Isa looked at him deeply, curled her lips, and showed the appearance of a little woman.

"You just accept it, I didn't blame you anyway." She said.

"Stop, I said it's not me, it's not me."

"Isn't it you?"

"What am I lying to you?"

Isa frowned immediately, lowered her head and thought, "If it weren't for you, who would have helped him? Is there anyone like us?"

"Don't think so much, you will know who it is in the future."

After the man in blue said, his figure disappeared in an instant, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment.

"By the way, your seventh disciple wants to kill Ye Xiong, I can't see it." The voice gradually disappeared.

"I never expected anyone to kill him, but this would make him stronger, right?" Isa said loudly.

The man in blue has long been missing.

Isa couldn't help but think that Ye Xiong remembered something about the catfish effect.

If a monk wants to be strong, he must keep chasing the catfish behind him and never stop.

You will die once you stop. This is the way to cultivate truth...

This is her original intention of formulating the Reform Treaty.
Chapter completed!