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High in the sky, the monks, who were no one to see, watched with cold eyes.
A seabird spread its wings and flew over the place where the monk was, and passed through all the buildings without hindrance, as if everything here did not exist.
After a while, the clouds and mists here and there condensed into a pair of eyes, which suddenly opened.
There was a circle of runes on the iris, and the man with an expressionless face jumped in his heart. He hurriedly looked respectful and bowed his hands.
"Minister and Chief, pay homage to Your Majesty."
That pair of eyes glanced at Changmu lightly, then turned to look at the island below.
He crossed the fog, crossed the mountains, and saw in a cave on the island, plum salt was roasting something that could no longer be discerned.
Everything about Meiyan is as if transparent, directly displayed in front of him.
"I haven't seen such a pure magic method for many years."
After peeping for a few times, he was completely sure that this ant was definitely not the person he wanted to meet, at most he had just started practicing.
The life wheel is weak, but it is as blazing as the sun, and the face is the real age.
Those eyes continued to peek around, wanting to continue searching, but they didn't see anything.
The long-eyed man on the side, with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, made a sound at the right time.
"Your Majesty, this place is a fragment of the ancient Huliang Divine Mountain. There should be no problem. It is just a fragment of the sacred mountain, and the mystery has collapsed. It is no different from ordinary rocks.
The minister was also unable to peep into the others, and could only be sure that this person did fall here by virtue of the connection between the broken pieces of the sacred mountain, which should be a coincidence.
The subordinates peeped at his spirit, but found nothing. "
"Let's keep it for now, and send someone to send it to the imperial capital."
"Subordinates obey."
Those eyes, closed again, turned into drifting clouds again.
Long eyes bowed.
"Farewell to Your Majesty."
After standing up, the long-eyed and dignified face, the consciousness of Emperor Zun, came to this place in person, and he had to see it with his own eyes before he was relieved, which is enough to show the importance he attaches to it.
He acted on orders and has been here for decades.
As the chief eye of this generation, he has the responsibility of monitoring the world. He was ordered to track down a person, but he lost him. Shifang Emperor was furious and punished him to such a place where no shit.
For decades, Emperor Zun ignored him, and only told him that this place was a fragment of the pot beam of the ancient sacred mountain, and asked him to monitor it.
He thought it was a punishment, but he never thought that it was a heavy responsibility, and the so-called punishment was probably just a cover.
Over the past few decades, if he hadn't peeked into the root system of an unknown sacred tree that penetrated into this world from beyond the Ten Directions Realm, he would have been discouraged.
Emperor Zun is unfathomable and mighty as hell. Over the years, there have been three Taoist monarchs who have been executed by Emperor Zun.
Zhang Mu knew very well that for Emperor Zun, no one was indispensable or indispensable.
not even one.
He peeped away again, taking advantage of the situation to observe. This time, he saw the root system of the unknown sacred tree where he peeked last time, and it was not in the original position.
While meditating, the movement of his hands did not stop, while writing a secret order, recruiting people to take away this little monk of the devil way.
The jade book on which the secret order was written turned into a ray of divine light and disappeared.
With long eyes, he suddenly turned his head to look to the other side.
On the island, there seemed to be something emerging from the void, and in an instant, he saw clearly that there seemed to be a gray stone bridge that was only a few feet wide, continuously extending from the void.
As the stone bridge becomes longer, the front becomes clearer and clearer, until finally it completely turns into reality and connects with the island below.
A grey-haired old man walked down from the stone bridge, looked around, and found the plum salt that was still grilling meat in an instant.
The old man sensed carefully that some accidents were caused by a demon cultivator, and then he smiled and prepared to go.
Seeing the person with the long eyes, his face was livid, and the circle of runes on the iris turned rapidly, as if his eyes were about to eat people.
"Yan Hui!"
It was because of this person that he was demoted to such a place where no shit.
When Yan Hui turned around and walked towards Mei Yan, the light in Chang Mu's eyes soared.
However, Yan Hui seemed to have known it for a long time, and waved his hand without looking back. The gray light, but there was no bright thing, spread behind Yan Hui, gradually from fuzzy to solid.
However, just as he was about to walk across the stone bridge and step onto the edge of the cliff.
A hand stretched along the stone bridge from behind them, grabbing at them.
Terrible power, accompanied by indescribable coercion, suppressed this world from virtual to real, Yan Hui's figure paused slightly, as if stuck in a quagmire, walking with difficulty.
His complexion is extremely ugly, his body is like a stone sculpture, and his skin is constantly turning gray. An aura that is incompatible with the world is rising crazily.
The power of Shifang Emperor's suppression on him suddenly weakened, and his footsteps also began to speed up.
However, when he was about to lift his feet, he realized that he could continue walking, but the plum salt he was carrying had already passed out, and all the bones in his body were broken. Even with his protection, he was only half breathed. , will soon be suppressed to death.
When he was in a dilemma, a long black whip was drawn from behind the cliff, as if across space, towards the big hand.
Far away on the other side of the stone bridge, the avatar condensed by the emperors of the ten directions frowned slightly, paused their hands a little, and a trace of mighty power bloomed.
All of a sudden, the black whip, as if covered with oil, slammed into the empty space.
However, with the sound of the whip, everything was silent.
As if something was whipped, the invisible force spread, and the mighty force emanating from that hand collapsed silently.
From the fingertips, the palm continued to collapse, and turned into a cloud again, and endless runes flashed in it, as if the stars had died, and dimmed one by one.
All the runes are messed up, and so is the power.
The cloud and mist incarnation of the emperor of ten directions withdrew his hand. His palm had dissipated, leaving only his wrist. Where the original palm was, there were only churning clouds and chaotic runes, like stars flickering.
His eyes were deep, looking across the stone bridge.
"Pastoral whip"
"Human pastor, pastor of one of the twelve divisions, I thought you had been martyred back then, but I didn't expect that the person who has been hiding in secret is you."
The Emperor of the Ten Directions seems to be talking to himself.
On the other side of the stone bridge, the black whip retracted again.
Yan Hui on the stone bridge, his face sinking like water, hurried over with plum salt.
"Senior, this is a person who came from Huliang, he is almost dying, and I can't help him with my strength."
After his words fell, the spiritual energy condensed into drops and fell into Meiyan's body to help him heal his wounds and restore his physical body.
An old man in a sheepskin jacket with bronze skin and wrinkled face, holding a black whip, came from a distance. He looked at the stone bridge, and seemed to see the ten directions on the opposite side from the stone bridge. Regal incarnation.
"Given your status, you have spent so much time and effort, and you didn't hesitate to do it yourself, just to lure me out. Now, here I am"
The pastor sighed, knowing this, but he couldn't help it.
Shifang Emperor looked at the current priest with a little regret.
"Among the Twelve Divisions, the most arrogant and supercilious shepherd, who claimed to be the leader of the Heavenly Way, has become like this now. I really regret it."
The pastor shook his head without changing his expression.
"Then do I call you the Emperor of the Ten Directions, or the Emperor of the Taitian?"
The Shifang Emperor on the opposite side looked calm, as if he didn't care that this kind of secret was exposed.
"Emperor of the Ten Directions."
The pastor bowed his hands without saying a word.
In an instant, the gray stone bridge collapsed in front of his eyes, and the connection was completely severed in the blink of an eye.
On the other side of the stone bridge, Shifang Emperor didn't stop him, and he couldn't stop it either.
After the gray stone bridge completely disappeared.
The pastor turned his head to look at Yan Hui.
"Leave. If his real body wants to come, he can find this place in at most one stick of incense."
Yan Hui's face sank like water, and as soon as he stomped his feet, a new stone bridge immediately formed under his feet, extending into the void.
In an underground Yin River, a picture scroll drifting with the waves flew out automatically and unfolded in the Yin River. The painting is full of beautiful mountains and rivers, and only a stone bridge can be seen extending from the painting.
The pastor walked out of the painting with the people, and as the stone bridge collapsed, the pastor looked at the scroll with a bit of reluctance.
"The mountains and rivers in this picture of the secret place are a handful of my hometown, but now I have to abandon it."
The pastor turned his head to look at Yan Hui.
"Do you still have copybooks?"
"Yes." Yan Hui immediately carefully took out a copybook, as if he was facing an enemy.
The pastor waved his hand, and the copybook unfolded, and the four big characters of "Moldy Stars Shine" were written on it.
The copybook and the picture scroll are posted face-to-face and integrated into one.
In a blink of an eye, the scroll burned and turned into fly ash and dissipated.
The connection between its inner secret realm and this world is completely severed, turning into a secret realm that fell into the void.
"Let's go, if Emperor Zun himself chases after him personally, it should be able to delay for a while."
Falling into the endless void torn out by the great wind disaster, I lost my direction. Whether I can come back depends most likely on my face.
No matter how strong the strength is, even if there is direction guidance, it is impossible to be unscrupulous.
As long as the moldy star Gaozhao copybook can play a little role and guide it, it is enough. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??" Yan Hui immediately carefully took out a copybook, as if he was facing an enemy.
The pastor waved his hand, and the copybook unfolded, and the four big characters of "Moldy Stars Shine" were written on it.
The copybook and the picture scroll are posted face-to-face and integrated into one.
In a blink of an eye, the scroll burned and turned into fly ash and dissipated.
The connection between its inner secret realm and this world is completely severed, turning into a secret realm that fell into the void.
"Let's go, if Emperor Zun himself chases after him personally, it should be able to delay for a while."
Falling into the endless void torn out by the great wind disaster, I lost my direction. Whether I can come back depends most likely on my face.
No matter how strong the strength is, even if there is direction guidance, it is impossible to be unscrupulous.
As long as the moldy star Gaozhao copybook can play a little role and guide it, it is enough. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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