The rolling waves made a clanging sound like the sound of a sword.

The blow made his buttocks tremble and made him tremble.

"It's so gray! It's so gray!"

"I, Old Zhu, are going to be miserable today!" Tianpeng collapsed on the waves in front of Zizhi Cliff. He only remembered to hold on to the Heavenly Talisman in his hand, just like a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw.

Same.

He didn't know that the terrifying power on Zizhi Cliff now was actually the Jie Cult Leader deducing some extremely terrifying magical power?

Or do you simply want to give him, this blind little god who communicates on behalf of the Jade Emperor, some color?

But Tianpeng still recognized the shadow of the sword hanging high on Zizhi Cliff.

That must be the shadow of Qingping Sword!

According to legend, the innate spiritual treasure that the leader of the Jie family carries with him!

It is also the innate treasure of Jie Jiao to suppress luck, and its status is still higher than the Four Swords of Killing Immortals!

That's why we have what we have now.

Wanbao echoes, and heaven and earth resonate!

So he understood that if he was not careful, he would be killed right away!

The saint in Biyou Palace was never a good-tempered person.

Tianpeng remembered a secret he heard in heaven after he ascended.

It is said that during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, during the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Master Jie became so angry that he wanted to practice Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire again.

Although I don’t know whether it is true or false.

But the hole may not be windless!

A saint who has to practice all over again even under extreme anger, such as earth, water, wind, fire, etc., if he gets angry, he can find an excuse at will.

His life was immediately turned into ashes!

It was also because of the deep blessings of this Tianpeng that he raised his talisman high with a plop, causing the light of heaven to shine in all directions, and shouted: "Headmaster, teacher above, disciple Tianpeng, Feng Hao

According to the decree of Tianjin Que Miluo Heavenly Palace, I have come to pay homage to the teacher. I hope the teacher will accept his magical powers and forgive his disciples!"

Through the power of Fu Zhao's voice transmission.

The sound from the canopy actually transcended the waves and countless dark clouds, reaching straight into the Biyou Palace and echoing deep inside the palace.

Tianpeng knows that this is the special feature of Tianting Fuzhao.

It is a privilege granted to the Jade Emperor by the Taoist ancestors.

Even in the monastery of saints, communication can be carried out without any obstruction or isolation.

But this privilege cannot be used easily.

Otherwise, it will be suspected of disrespecting the saint.

But now, Tianpeng has no other choice but to bite the bullet and use the power of this talisman to directly communicate with Biyou Palace.

no way!

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be ashes!

The phantom of the Qingping Sword has stirred up the power of heaven and earth.

Unbelievable, the next moment was a sudden murderous intent.

Fortunately, he is also smart and knows how to cling to a relationship. He calls himself a 'disciple' and considers himself a disciple.

And this is actually true in theory.

Although it is said that all the great ways in the world were passed down by Taoist ancestors.

However, under the Taoist Patriarch, how many of the living beings can understand the mysteries of the Great Dao discussed by the Taoist Patriarch?

Therefore, Taoist teachings are different from each other.

As for the Taoism practiced by the human race, most of it was passed down from the Sanqing Dynasty.

This leader is one of the Three Pure Ones, so Tianpeng can barely be called 'teacher'.

………………

"Here is the teacher in charge, and my disciple Tianpeng has come to pay homage to the teacher according to the decree of the Haotian Golden Palace Miluo Tiangong. I hope the teacher will accept the magical power and forgive the disciple!"

The loud shouts reached my ears.

Xu Ji was stunned.

"Teacher in charge?"

"This old monster I traveled through time is really a big boss in this world!" He thought, chewing on the information and intelligence revealed in it.

"The canopy...seems very familiar!"

"Could it be..."

A deeply memorable image appeared in his mind.

The guy with a fat head and big ears, holding a rake, shouted in a panic: "Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, the master has been captured by the monster!"

"I'd better go back to Gao Laozhuang!"

So, Xu Ji couldn't help laughing.

Immediately, he shook his head again: "It can't be him!"

But this smile also dispelled the panic and nervousness he had felt since traveling through time.

Let him calm down.

The sword, which was constantly moving around him and showing green lotus leaves, calmed down and automatically fell in front of him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand.

As soon as he got it, the sword formed an extremely close connection with him.

It was as if the sword was part of his body.

They are extremely close to each other.

Moreover, holding this sword, Xu Ji felt extremely solid and at ease.

It's like holding a sword in your hand. There is no place in the sky or on the earth that cannot be cut, and there is no person that cannot be cut to death.

Even the sky can poke a hole.

Even though Xu Ji doesn't understand the magic power, he still understands that the sword in his hand is probably an incredible treasure!

……………………

The wind is calm and the sea is calm, the clouds have gathered and the sky is clear.

Tianpeng climbed up tremblingly and looked at Zizhi Cliff in front of him.

The cliff that stands above the thousands of miles of blue waves in this secret realm of the East China Sea is now shining brightly.

The purple smoke of Qingyun condenses with auspicious mist, the jade essence lingers, and the auspicious light of the sun and moon blooms.

Thousands of years old cypress trees are lush and green, and green peaches and fragrant apricots fill the palace.

The light of moral auspiciousness soars into the sky.

Immortal mist rises in it, and the innate and infinite fragrance hits your nose.

Biyou Palace!

This saint's monastery, which had been hiding for thousands of years, finally appeared from Zizhi Cliff!

Even though Tianpeng Dang wiped his sweat and walked respectfully towards the saint's ashram, he did not dare to wait for anyone to pick him up.

Because he knew that after becoming a god, the leader of the Jie Cult was trapped in the Biyou Palace and separated from the world for a long time. He not only dismissed the boys who were accompanying him, but also left his mount in the mountains without paying attention to him.

This saint has only been alone since then, in the blue lamp stone room.

No one knows what he is doing?

No one can see him!

But one thing is clear to everyone in heaven and on earth: Master Jie must repay his kindness and repay his grudges!

He suffered such a big loss during the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

How can we give up and give up?

He sent away the servant boy and released the horse back to the mountain.
Chapter completed!