What the fairy sees at this time will become a blessing for us. Isn’t it beautiful to travel around the world and be free at that time?"

"You said it nicely!"

The monk Yunshan snorted coldly, and she said:

"I am not an ignorant person. What I do in Lin'an is nothing more than guarding against those warriors on earth to attack Penglai.

I am awakening for a short time, but I also know that these human warriors should not be underestimated.

The ghost and god Ren Hao didn't say that night, and Zhang Moye, who broke the arms of the Penglai Daojun, had reached the extreme of the power of heaven and earth.

If you really encounter it, it will be a big trouble.

You are anxious to wake me up, just for this.”

The young girl sneered, and she put her waist on her back and said:

"When you wait for these people, you only practice immortal arts, not martial arts, and have no spiritual energy. If you really encounter those warriors, you can only catch them blindly.

Only when I practice physical martial arts, even if I encounter it at this time, I can steadily suppress it.

Tell me, where is Zhang Moye?"

The monk grabbed the purple oil-paper umbrella at his hand, carried it on his shoulder, shook his hair, and was full of aura of a rash woman.

She said:

"I will kill the Big Dipper now, not only to avoid your suspicion, but also to have a heart of the ancestor."

"No hurry."

Dongling Jun reached out to stop him, he said:

"I asked the fairy to come to Lin'an not for Zhang Moye, but for Zhang Moye to take action to help the Southern Dynasty train a strong army to protect Lin'an City."

"The Immortal Lord Dongling is really good at bewitching the world."

The monk Shanshan sneered, stretched out his finger and gently stroked her, she said:

"What do you say to defend the capital and counterattack the northern land? Then the king thought you were sincerely considering the southern country. Without you, you would choose good talents and send them to Lin'an.

But I don’t know that this is to take humans as animals and cultivate the fighting spirit.

When the formation of all spirits starts, these tens of thousands of powerful troops will be the first firewood thrown into the fire.

What the hell did the Dragon and Tiger Lord’s battle aura that was rampant in the sea of ​​planets change to?

It's really a waste of good things!”

The young girl in front of her said all her plans, but the national teacher's face remained unchanged.

After the Lord of Dingshan finished speaking, Dongling Jun spoke slowly:

"Yes, that's it. The King of Hongchen was dormant in the Northern Dynasties and wanted to make the same thing, but this was all for our future and also for the sake of the people of the world.

The road to heaven has been cut off for thousands of years, and warriors in this world cannot find a way out. Although they have wonderful methods to strengthen their bodies, they are unable to break through the shackles of life and death.

I will wait for the reopening of the Heavenly Gate and give them a way to go.

The Lord of Moving Mountain does not have to worry about what these creatures have to pay for. There are chaotic times in front of you. There are also great wars between the Southern Kingdom and the Northern Dynasties, and the soldiers and soldiers are about to die.

Death is more valuable, and I think they are happy to be there.

Besides, in the era of spiritual energy thousands of years ago, were there fewer mortals who died in vain?”

Dong Ling's tone changed and became a little colder.

He said:

"The Lord of Dianshan was angry by mortals, and destroyed fourteen or five mortals, causing blood to drift across the world. There were no millions of creatures under the Lord of Dianshan, and there were tens of thousands of creatures.

I was so cruel back then.

Now the cat cries rats, pretending to be merciful.

Fairy, we are all the same people, so don’t act for me.

If you are asked to train troops, you can train troops well. If there are people from the martial arts world who come to harass and make noises, you will be captured and sent to the army. Don’t waste it.”

The monk was silent, but the umbrella in his hand was tighter.

Donglingjun breathed a sigh of relief.

He said:

"The spiritual sword was taken away and headed towards Taihang. When the Taihang Immortal Gate ruins were opened, there were traces of spiritual energy in the objects sent from the Hidden Tower.

I want to go to Taihang. If I can obtain the spiritual energy left over from the Taihang Immortal Sect, the loss on the fairy mountain can be compensated for.

The Juque Sword seems to be in that direction too.

Don’t worry, fairy, I will bring back the treasure blade for the fairy. At this time, there is no Juque sword in my hand. The fairy is like a tiger without teeth. You should keep a low profile and don’t cause trouble.

The Mo family’s inheritance of heavenly secrets is still there, and they still like to meddle in other people’s business as they were a thousand years ago. If they were targeted, the fairy would suffer.”

"That's probably a trap."

Seeing that Dong Lingjun was about to walk down the building, Zhishanjun spoke:

"Do you want me to go with you?"

“No need.”

Dong Lingjun waved his hand and said in a gentle tone:

"That's a trap for me, so I will naturally go to the appointment."

"I dare to plot against me, but the place they chose is not very suitable. For thousands of years, I really thought that I, Penglai, had not been arranged in Taihang?

These mortals underestimate me to wait too much."

Watching Dongling leave, the Duanshanjun breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood beside the building, looking into the direction of the Forbidden Palace in the distance. After a few breaths, tears flowed out from her pretty face.

"Why are you crying?"

The Lord of Moving Mountain said to himself with a angrily voice:

"I'm crying, what do you look like! I still have the face to call myself a martial arts practitioner?

When I borrowed your body, I told you.

If you have the opportunity, you will be free.

You, the junior, have also seen it. I am now also chopping the board and fish meat, so I can be slaughtered. Don’t bother me.”

"Alas, these Penglai people have been planning for thousands of years, and there is a backup plan everywhere in the world. Although I look forward to them falling apart, I don't know if the mortals I have entrusted to have the ability to Zhuxian.

If they also died in Taihang, I could only follow Penglai and go all the way to the dark.

With the ability of the Immortal Lord, it is really unlucky to rely on the power of mortals to escape!"

The fairy was unhappy, so she grabbed the oil-paper umbrella and jumped up from the building.

When I got up, the nine-story wooden buildings shook for a while.

She was extremely fast, and she burst out with her brute force, pushing her into the air like an arrow, just like stepping on an invisible step, bringing out repeated sonic booms in the air.

Let yourself move rapidly in the air, as fast as lightning.

Ten breaths later, the young woman crossed the five miles and fell into the imperial palace.

"Hey, old man, you look very good."

The monk landed on the ground, within ten feet of his feet, all the bricks and stones were broken, but no trace of smoke and dust flew up, just like the sea-staining magic needle, suppressing this land.

She waved the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and brought up the qi power, which made Zen Master Yuanwu, who was stunned in front of her. The true energy moved, and the qi shield like a turtle shell rose.

"Come on, practice your skills with me."

The girl moved her fists and made a crackling sound. She looked at the old monk in front of her and said with interest:

"If you win, I will tell you a secret about Qiulong and then complete the secret method of the Pure Land Tathagata Sect that you have practiced.

Is that good?"
Chapter completed!