On a mist-shrouded island in the Overseas Star Palace.
Ao Zheng, the Great Luo Immortal of the Dragon Clan, invited the White Lotus Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Clan to drink tea and discuss Taoism on the island.
White Lotus Bodhisattva put down the fragrant tea in his hand and asked lightly: "Dragon Lord invites the poor monk here to drink tea. I wonder if it is the intention of Dragon Palace? The intention of Puyuan Tianzun? Or is it the intention of Dragon Lord?"
Ao Zheng refilled the tea cup of White Lotus Bodhisattva with spiritual tea. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Bodhisattva, you are too worried. The old dragon has no other purpose in inviting Bodhisattva here. He is just a newcomer who has received the spiritual tea offered by the junior. I can't bear it." It’s for exclusive use, just invite the Bodhisattva to taste it together.”
Having said this, Ao Zheng Longzun put down the teapot in his hand and said: "After all, truly good tea can only be tasted by someone who truly understands tea!"
White Lotus Bodhisattva thanked Dragon Lord Ao Zheng for the tea cup, lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I wonder who the junior who offered tea to Dragon Lord was? How could such a filial disciple of the younger generation fail to sit down? ? It really makes me envious and jealous."
Ao Zheng Longzun laughed "haha" and said: "The Bodhisattva has a pure heart and few desires. Even if the descendants of the future generations are willing to be filial, I am afraid that they will also end up with a reputation of being impure."
White Lotus Bodhisattva put down the tea cup for the second time and said calmly: "So, Dragon Lord is optimistic about the Yang family in Xishan?"
Ao Zheng Longzun also suppressed the smile on his face and said: "Old Long is the shortest way to take advantage of his family. After being entrusted by others, he has to be loyal to others."
Bai Lian nodded and said: "The poor monk has understood what the Dragon Lord meant. Now that I have enjoyed this spiritual tea, the poor monk will take his leave."
Ao Zheng Long Zun cupped his hands and said: "The Bodhisattva appreciates his face. The old dragon feels that his face is bright, so I won't give it away."
A burst of white mist passed by, and the White Lotus Bodhisattva had disappeared, leaving only a piece of sandalwood floating in the air.
Dragon Lord Jiao Chi appeared from behind Ao Zheng and said, "The White Lotus Bodhisattva just left like this. Aren't you afraid that he will turn around and go to the Xishan Star Palace again?"
Ao took the time to pour himself a cup of spiritual tea and said slowly, "Monks don't lie!"
Jiaochi Longzun thought for a while and then asked: "What about the Yang family in Xishan? If the Yang family is defeated this time, wouldn't we gain nothing, and we would be at odds with the Shi clan for nothing?"
Ao Zheng Longzun looked at Jiao Chi strangely when he heard this, and said: "How come there is no gain? We are the only ones who can truly guarantee the harvest from drought and flood!"
Seeing that Jiao Chi still looked surprised, Ao Zheng suggested: "If the Yang family of Xishan can survive this disaster, then that's it. If it really can't survive, then the whole Yang family of Xishan should be able to survive." Death? When the time comes, that girl Lan Xuan will naturally protect the monks of the Yang family as much as possible, and as long as the monks of the Yang family are not bent on death, they will naturally know who to trust, especially the direct descendants of the little friend Junshan. The Yang family monks who can survive are not fools. When the time comes, we don’t have to do anything. Naturally, there will be Yang family monks who take the initiative to send us things we are interested in. This way we can not only gain a reputation for benevolence and righteousness, but also gain the essence of the Yang family. Why not kill two birds with one stone?”
Jiao Chi was suddenly enlightened and secretly sighed that after all, ginger is still hotter with age!
A river of blood fell from the sky, and everywhere Yan Dazhi looked, there was a strong smell of blood.
Yan Dazhi's long sword flew into the air, tearing the blood curtain in the sky into two pieces.
However, before he could escape from it, another wave of blood surged in from all around, covering the torn blood curtain again.
Yan Dazhi tried several times to break the blood curtain
All attempts to break out failed. In desperation, he had no choice but to raise his hand and hang four talismans around him, forming a rune barrier to withstand the successive attacks from the surrounding waves of blood.
Just when Yan Dazhi was in a stalemate with the foreign immortals hiding in the darkness, a voice suddenly passed through the blood curtain surrounding him and reached his ears.
"Hehe, tens of thousands of years have passed, but the Shura clan has not made any progress at all, and they are still serving as pawns for the demon clan?"
Yan Dazhi's heart moved, and the four talismans surrounding him suddenly rushed into the surrounding blood curtain. With four deafening roars, four hot white brilliance flashed in the blood curtain, making the whole world All that was left was the red and white colors.
At the same time, Yan Dazhi's long sword cut through the blood curtain again, and when the surrounding blood curtain tried to close again, a piece of rain suddenly fell outside the blood curtain.
The moment the sparse raindrops fell, the blood curtain all over the sky melted as quickly as spring snow under the sun, and soon only a thin layer of light red blood mist remained.
"Xuanyin True Water!"
An angry and fearful voice followed: "Who is it!"
Yan Dazhi knew that the opportunity was rare, and saw that the blood mist around him was getting thicker and shrinking, so he quickly cut through the void with his sword and broke out.
The moment Yan Dazhi broke out, he saw two people standing in mid-air facing each other. Judging from the auras of these two people, it was obvious that their cultivation had reached the peak of the Yuanshen Immortal Realm.
However, compared to the Shura monk whose whole body was shrouded in blood mist, and whose blood smell spread almost hundreds of feet, Yan Dazhi was able to distinguish the fat monk on the other side even though he was surrounded by demonic aura. We and the enemy.
And the True Immortal Shura had obviously realized that the situation was not good, so he turned around and tried to escape.
But this time, Yan Dazhi had expected it. Several immortal talismans had already flown to the direction of escape to form a simple talisman array. At the moment of collapse, the void was completely shattered, causing the Shura Had to stop moving forward.
Immediately after Yan Dazhi, he had already chased to the opponent's side, and with a sweeping sword, half of the void was torn apart by the sword light, causing the Shura to have to step back, but happened to fall on Yan Dazhi and the demon immortal. Under attack from both front and back.
Yan Dazhi fell into an ambush by the opponent shortly after entering Yuzhou. He was controlled by others at every turn. He finally broke out, just when he had nowhere to vent his evil fire.
However, he did not forget to thank the demon fairy who helped him out of trouble.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist. I don't know what to call you? I'm polite to you, Yan Dazhi, from the Tanxi Sect!"
Yan Dazhi said to the fat demon immortal while suppressing the true Shura immortal.
When the demon fairy heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed "haha" and said: "It turns out to be Senior Yan. I didn't expect that you also came to Xishan. It's really disrespectful. I am Pang Zhu, a young man under the command of Junshan Immortal." It’s just a demon, I’m really lucky to meet you today.”
Although the two parties have never met, as immortals from each other's families and sects, they naturally know each other's existence. Once they pass their names, they naturally understand that the other person is one of their own, and they immediately become familiar with each other. Even targeting the Shura True Immortal During the siege, the cooperation between them instantly became smoother by three points.