Clouds and smoke linger, Qionglou Yuyu, carved beams and painted buildings.
In the distance, the cranes fluttered their wings and the Qingluan flew back.
However, the person sitting on the throne in the main hall let out a long sigh.
"Ugh!"
This incomparably neat sound was followed by the immortals sitting on both sides of the main hall.
The person sitting on the upper throne has a dignified appearance, a faint purple cloud around his body, and a crown and wide sleeves, which is very powerful. It's just that at this moment, his brows are furrowed, his hands are caressing his knees, and he can't stop sighing.
After he finished his sigh, he found that the echo of the sigh of Asgard was a little loud. He raised his head in wonder, only to find the subordinates on both sides sighing in unison, and his eyebrows suddenly stood up: "Did you come here to sigh and show me?"
The fairies looked at each other:
"This... it's obviously Xianjun, you took the lead first! We just go along with it."
Xianjun held his forehead with a headache: "I want you to pay attention and come up with ideas! Do you have nothing else to do except to fill up the emperor's immortal palace so that it doesn't look empty?"
"cough."
On the left of the main hall stood an old man with white hair and white beard, and the immortals immediately showed their gratitude: if someone came out to top the tank, it would be good.
"Please Xianjun calm down and don't be impatient. The current situation is not necessarily bad for us."
"nonsense!"
The Immortal Monarch angrily patted the armrest of the throne and stood up abruptly: "This time back in time, all the conspiracies on Nanxian Tianzun's side have surfaced! It's okay, everything in the world has been repeated, and it didn't work. The conspiracy is now active! If they kill Sect Master Yang, what will they do?"
The immortals quickly persuaded:
"Xianjun calm down!"
"Yes, Tianzun Beixuan will definitely find a way!"
"It's useless for me to wait. Besides, Yang Xinyue is not so easy to die."
The front is still like a sentence, what is the last sentence
The blue veins on Xianjun's forehead burst out, and he paced in front of the throne with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, the sound of a news report suddenly came from outside. A golden dragon stopped under the corridor of the main hall, with a sway of its head, and a human voice: "I see Xianjun Qinghe, and I will send a letter by order of Xianjun Hansong."
Said to be a letter, in fact, is a purple light.
Xianjun Qinghe raised his hand to take it, his eyes slightly closed.
Suddenly he laughed: "Since Brother Hansong has made preparations, I should thank him and report back to this gentleman for visiting him soon."
Jinlong respectfully responded, jumped away, and disappeared into the clouds.
"Xianjun, but what is the good news?" The white-haired and white-bearded immortal who stood up earlier asked, "Thank you for the blessing of the Ru sect."
Immortal Monarch Qinghe said with a long smile: "Brother Hansong asked your Heluo faction to ask Chixuan to go to the world to find Yang Xinyue while Chixuan was in the world asking for secrets."
The white-haired and white-bearded immortal breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I see, this is not the order of Immortal Hansong, but Immortal Yunchen's intention."
"Yunchen?"
Xianjun Qinghe showed a very strange expression, he shook his head: "It's not like!"
"Uh."
"Yunchen is nothing if he doesn't do it. What he has to do is to cut the mess with a quick knife. How can it be so troublesome." Immortal Emperor Qinghe held back for a long time before he couldn't help but say, "This kind of expedient measure doesn't seem like his handwriting."
The white-bearded old man's face darkened.
Qinghe Xianjun means beyond words, he knows!
- To mention the Heluo faction, it is not very useful, you have to find Yang Xinyue in the vast crowd. The Heluo faction's ability to calculate is good, but when it comes to doing things, it is really something that God knows.
The white-bearded old man pleaded unwillingly: "There are not many juniors in my generation, and Chi Xuan acts carefully and cautiously, and is a rare good disciple."
Xianjun Qinghe looked at him: "I hope so."
The deep meaning in these eyes made the white-bearded old man jump with anger: "Xianjun, you can't generalize, Yunchen Xianjun is also from my Heluo faction!"
Some immortals with less seniority near the entrance of the immortal hall looked at each other in surprise: "What, Xianjun Yunchen is also from the Heluo faction?"
"Is there a second human sect called the Heluo sect in the Three Thousand Little World?"
"I think it may be the same name! Yunchen Xianjun has the talent of Tianzong, and only took a thousand years to sit on the position of Xianjun. He should be from a small world sect that is full of spiritual energy and vitality."
"That's right, the small world where the Heluo School is located is already devoid of spiritual energy... It's nothing unusual."
The white-bearded old man was so angry that his beard was shaking: "Wait nonsense! Now there are three gods and eight immortals in the fairy world, and six of them are from a small world such as me. How dare you comment freely."
Those immortals shrank their necks, timidly peeking at Immortal He Qing.
"Forget it, don't say it outside." Xianjun Qinghe was very generous, waving his hand and said, "With or without spiritual energy, it is like a family of rich and poor in the world. Is there an amazing generation? The root lies in the practice. As long as there is a good practice there, the barren little world can also produce extraordinary people."
He looked around the immortals and said solemnly:
"Don't talk about the distance, just talk about the near, this small world, Tiandao even went back in time, such a strength to force Tiandao to surrender, can you come from a small world?"
The fairies were speechless.
This is a first-of-its-kind thing!
Among the immortals present, there are still people who know the real person Chi Xuan.
That's right, after the ascension of the real person Chixuan, he was cast under the door of the immortal emperor Qinghe. Although the immortals of the Heluo sect are not very good, they have a place in front of several immortal emperors. The real person Chixuan is not famous in the fairyland. No, but he has a pretty good teacher, so it is a logical step to ascend to the sky.
Some people who came to Immortal Realm at the same time as him were not even qualified to take a look at the Immortal Monarch Palace. The real Chixuan had already mixed into Immortal Palace. Although he still did not have the qualifications to see Immortal Monarch Qinghe, his identity was different.
If it hadn't happened by accident -
Well, when he was meditating and practising in Asgard, the real person of Chi Xuan was forcibly pulled back to the world—
Thinking of this, the expressions of the immortals here became weird: This is also unfortunate, and it has to fly twice! After being struck by lightning twice, fortunately there is no memory of becoming an immortal before, otherwise it would be much more embarrassing!
"Speaking of which, the magic cultivator named Li Yan... how is it now?"
The immortal who asked the question was purely curious.
"Huh?" Xianjun Qinghe raised his eyes, a little dazed.
I have been busy with Yang Xinyue's affairs for a while, but I have neglected the culprit that caused all this.
Another golden dragon flew outside, but this time there was a fairy on the dragon's back, and he rushed into the hall panting: "Xianjun is not good, things have changed!"
"How do you say?" Xianjun Qinghe's expression suddenly tightened.
"I don't know if it's good or bad news!" The immortal who came to report the letter had a tangled face. "When Yang Xinyue tried to rush into the fairyland, something went wrong and he fell into the small world next to him."
"… "
The immortals were stunned together.
Xianjun Qinghe hurriedly asked: "Next to it? Which next to it?"
"It's the small world formed by a sea of after the ancient wasteland was broken, and the small world that often added intractable beasts to the Cang Jieyuan of the heavens!"
Immortal Emperor Qinghe sat down on the throne with a soft foot: "That is all ancient monsters, flying up every year... No, a small world where even ordinary immortals will be bitten to death by the beasts thrown up by the heavens?"
"Yes." The fairy who reported the letter frowned.
"This… "
Xianjun Qinghe was stunned, and the white-bearded old man quickly persuaded:
"This is a good thing, Xianjun! No matter how fierce the monster is, it is better to deal with than Yuancheng Tianzun! Yuancheng Tianzun has a companion immortal weapon, even if you see Xianjun, you have to run for your life..."
Xianjun Qinghe nodded while listening, and then he suddenly reacted: "I just said that Sect Master Yang is not so easy to die, is that you?"
"what?"
"You have said all the good and bad words by yourself!" Xianjun Qinghe laughed angrily, "This gentleman's subordinates are all like this, what is the use of you!"
"Xianjun, calm down, this situation is too complicated, I can't see it clearly."
The immortals quickly got up and defended: "Who would have thought that Yang Xinyue was not dead, but also involved the matter of Yuancheng Tianzun's lower realm... It was a crisis that was silent before, and the crisis passed without a turbulent situation, how come a brain popped up after the backtracking of the heavenly way over there. I'm really caught off guard."
Xianjun Qinghe snorted coldly: "I'm afraid there is worse news to come!"
The immortals did not dare to say a word.
"Forget it, you can return to your place, and be alert to the movements on Nanxian Tianzun's side. I will go to Shengxianmen to see what the situation in the world is like."
"Respectfully send Xianjun."
Let's talk about Qinghe Immortal Monarch, which is one of the only eight Immortal Monarchs in the Immortal Realm at present. It is said that the subordinates want to go to the cooler side, but the red tape is essential when the Immortal Monarch travels.
Twelve blue dragons, twelve fire phoenixes escorted the way, and spirit beasts and beasts pulled carts.
With thirty or forty immortals accompanying, this battle is already small enough.
- It's not extravagance, it's for safety. There used to be several immortals in the heavens, all of whom were ambushed and fell when they were alone. Immortal Qinghe didn't want to be the next one.
Shengxianmen stands at a distance of 120,000 miles.
Compared to other Immortal Monarchs' sites, Qinghe was the closest to the Ascension Sect.
As the name implies, Shengxianmen is naturally the place where many people who have ascended in the small world of 3,000. The first place to arrive, outside Shengxianmen is Cang Jieyuan, where all the strength is sturdy, and the heavenly tribulation will not die, but it is reluctantly regarded as "ascension is successful." "The fierce beast, and many magic cultivators from the small world.
There are enchantment seals on both sides.
Shengxianmen opens the way to countless small worlds, standing here to practice, there is a chance to glimpse the scenery of the lower world.
In the words of the Heluo School, it was once in the world with fingers and fingers, playing hide-and-seek with Tiandao, and after flying up, he was ordered to stand at Shengxianmen and continue to play with Tiandao.
Immortal Emperor Qinghe's car is very fast, and after a while, Shengxianmen is in sight.
"What happened? Why is it so lively over there?" Xianjun Qinghe came out and looked around.
Can't blame him for being curious, because the blue dragon and the phoenix have made a long cry of joy. This is the sound of meeting a companion. On the other side of the Ascension Gate, there is an immortal's car parked.
"Who is one step ahead of me?"
Xianjun Qinghe said in a puzzled way that he could only see clearly when he was near.
"Brother Hansong, why are you here?"
The Immortal Monarch smiled slightly and took a step to the left, revealing the person behind him.
"Tianzun asked me to come here to pick up people."
"Ah?" Immortal Monarch Qinghe was very surprised, who could make Beixuan Tianzun notice just as he ascended
Looking at the outstanding temperament, Shenhua Zhuoran, this look-
"Hey, the root of three calamities and nine disasters?"
Shi Feng frowned slightly when he heard the sound, he didn't like others mentioning this.
Immortal Monarch Hansong said to Qinghe with his divine sense: "This is a member of the Beixuan School, Li Yan..."
Xianjun Qinghe was startled and said to Shi Feng involuntarily: "I really admired it for a long time, so..."
The second half of the voice transmission didn't arrive until this time - "Senior brother of Li Yan."
Qinghe's expression froze on his face, and he continued: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the Beixuan faction, and the younger brother really admired it for a long time. Why...you soared?"
He suddenly turned his head and questioned the white-bearded old man beside him: "Does Li Yan have a senior brother? Why can't I remember it?"
Shi Feng's displeasure turned into utter displeasure.
Why does this Xianjun look like he can't wait to get to know Chen He