The appearance of the Tongtian Tower was beyond Rong Xian's expectations. When she was imprisoned in the Biqi Demon Prison, she already knew the fate of the Hades. Either way is not going to end well, and who knows that it will be back in his own hands after going around.
Rong Xian could sense that the Tongtian Pagoda was not due to an indescribable relationship with the ghost repairers, but the Taoist rhythm of the tower that belonged to Qinglongzun.
This is very strange, she is sure that there is no closer relationship with Qinglongzun in this world, so why is Qinglongzun's Taoism so profound
Rong Xian seemed calm on the face, but there was a slight daze in the depths of her eyes.
What she has at this time is only the memory of the present 15,000 years ago, and the memory of the future is still suppressed by time and space.
After thinking about it, Rong Xian could only put it down.
As for how to deal with the ghost repair in the Tongtian Tower...
Rong Xian thought about it carefully, and vaguely remembered that she had a legal net shrouded in a sea area of Buzhou in the northern Xinjiang. With the existence of the legal net, the sea area is absolutely safe.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the Tongtian Tower, her hands quickly formed a seal, and she punched out a magic formula, which was very skillful to resolve the restrictions on the Tongtian Tower. At the same time, the Tongtian Tower was peeled off layer by layer and turned into endless sea ridges.
When she was moved, the bottom of the sea ridges turned into tombs, and ghost repairers were sleeping in the tombs.
The legal net of the sea is both repression and protection, allowing them to sleep here without being disturbed.
The general trend of the big summer has been completed, and now is not the time for the birth of the Hades Dynasty, but there will be a time to see the sun again in the future.
When Rong Xian untied the seal on the Tongtian Pagoda, Qinglongzun, who was handling official business in Qinglong City, changed his face and stood up abruptly.
The housekeeper who was cleaning up the study looked at the city lord with a fixed gaze, and said with no expression on his face: "I think, the city lord, there is nothing on your chair that pokes you, right?"
Qinglongzun said solemnly: "No, I suddenly sensed a change in Tongtian Tower. Butler, send a letter to Dazhou Dawei and Daxia, and Pudu Temple."
The butler put down the rag in his hand, rubbed his sour eyes, and said lightly: "I think the city lord should have not forgotten that Xianchao is not something that an old housekeeper of mine can contact if he wants to. Moreover, the city lord, I think You shouldn't be so busy that you can't even spare a message, after all, in my opinion, you've been standing here in a daze for dozens of times."
Qinglongzun's expression froze, why was he suddenly scolded by the housekeeper.
He thought for a while, then tentatively said: "Please pass the letter to them, trouble the housekeeper."
There was a hint of satisfaction on the old butler's face, and he bowed slightly and said, "It's my honor."
After watching the housekeeper leave, Qinglongzun rubbed his brows helplessly, the ease just now was fleeting, his face became solemn again, and his attention returned to the Tongtian Tower.
Who can unlock the seal of the Tongtian Tower without disturbing me
If it were those few forces, it would be fine, if it was that person...
Qinglongzun couldn't forget the sudden strange feeling when the Oxan Demon Prison suppressed Hades, which made him still brooding until now fifty years later.
If it is as he guessed, and that person is revived again, Zhongqianjie is afraid that there will be a catastrophe.
Not to mention what Qinglongzun planned to do, Rong Xian breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the ghost repair.
She looked a little weird, leaning on the chair and resting her chin with one hand in thought.
For some unknown reason, I always felt that the sea area was a little familiar, as if the future was constantly implicated in her.
Keeping this feeling in her heart, Rong Xian subconsciously rubbed her wrist and reached out to feel the air before she remembered that the two pets were ordered to leave.
It's been fifty years since they hunted down a monk, and they haven't gotten any results. Could it be that they have been overthrown? Or find a place to be lazy
Death is impossible, she has feelings with those two.
After thinking about all the possibilities, the curvature of the corner of her mouth was faintly dangerous.
Xiaojin Xiaoshui, who was still fighting with the monk Jiyan, shuddered, and the scales on his body almost exploded.
Xiaojin turned his head towards Xiaoshui and hissed twice. Just now, on a whim, I realized that the crisis was passing by in a flash, how about you
Xiao Shui nodded hurriedly, and it also noticed it.
Seeing its reply, Xiao Jin was silent for a moment, and the whole dragon exploded.
Damn big devil, you know what to do when you are crazy. Wasn't she locked up in the Biao Demon Prison, how could she still find time to be a demon
The sense of crisis just now must be because the big devil thinks they are not working hard.
Xiao Jin was full of complaints and had nowhere to vent, but he didn't dare to say it directly, so he dragged Xiao Shui and tried his best to fight towards the big monk.
It's all because of this damned monk. If it wasn't for him, they wouldn't be missed by the owner.
Sometimes the owner thinks about you not because she thinks you are hungry and should feed, maybe because she is hungry and thinks you are fat.
Thinking of this, Xiao Jin was agitated... even harder.
Master Jiegang: "..."
Jie anger can only be exhausted, but no matter from the look or the momentum, he is about to reach the limit.
Anyone who has been hunted down for fifty years will not be clean and radiant.
The big monk touched his bald head and looked down at the soul-mongering banner in his hand with a bitter expression.
A disaster caused by greed for a while, he is afraid that he will really be planted.
Not to mention the great monk, Rong Xian also has a dispensable attitude towards the two pets. She has no shortage of subordinates. As long as the two have no clear-cut betrayal, no surrender, and they complete their tasks seriously, it is understandable to grant a certain degree of freedom.
After Da Xia was successfully upgraded, Rong Xian relaxed and set her sights on Da Xia. Just because of the cruel heart of Emperor Xia who sacrificed her son when he sacrificed to the sky, she felt that she was sorry for the excitement.
Now Jiu Di Ji's palace is under guard, along with her mother and concubine, and no one is allowed to visit.
Emperor Xia arranged for strong guards around his eight sons, but he still lost the eldest prince because of an accident.
The eldest prince's mother concubine Lan Fei is almost insane, and the family behind her is not willing to let it go.
Not long after, the second prince and the fifth prince went to the party together, and lost their lives in an accident halfway through.
Without waiting for the Xia Dynasty to find out, a month later, the fourth prince and the sixth prince lost their lives.
This time, except for Da Wei, the whole world was in an uproar.
Rong Xian sat in the Yuan Palace and played with the chess manual, and was very happy to watch the farce outside the palace. But Xia Huang couldn't be happy.
After the successful promotion of Daxia, there was no crisis of destruction, but with the death of his sons, the harem of the former dynasty became noisy, and even the queen was pushed to the forefront.
Seeing that Emperor Xia was so tired, Rong Xian's daughter's heart ached, and she decided to find a helper for her old father.
So she sacrificed Emperor Xia to the prince, and Da Wei poisoned Da Xia to Da Zhou and Jin State. Presumably Da Zhou and Jin State will comfort the old father in a friendly way because they are both emperors. Bar.
Oh, she is such a filial child.
At this time, Rong Xian hadn't recalled her other old father because she was sitting in prison. Fifteen thousand years later, the old father who is Qinglongzun also cleans up the mess for her all day long.
Alas, #children are all debts#
(End of this chapter)