"after……"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes flashed:

"Then Huang Longzi said he came from Poison Dragon Academy, then, does Poison Dragon Academy already know that the Bafang Temple is here?"

"The Bafang Temple covers the sky and the earth, isolating the inside and outside. You can get in, but you can't get out. Not to mention those Poison Dragon children, even if the Poison Dragon God comes, they can't."

The figure transformed by silver light has a cold voice:

"Not only the lifespan of the people in this world is restricted, but gods are no exception. The Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva is the proof..."

"Thousand Eyes, are you also from Tianshiyuan?"

"yes."

After hearing the answer, Wan Zhuliu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed:

"God, is that all?"

"god……"

The figure transformed by the silver light didn't say much, but instead said:

"Then Huang Longzi must have accidentally entered here, but he must have also known about my existence... He wants to make a big sacrifice to the Bafang Temple, so that's up to him."

After a slight pause, he looked at Wan Zhuliu:

"Over the long years, these twelve mysterious weapons have combined with the great destiny of heaven and earth. If you keep it, you may be able to become the person who refines the Bafang Temple!"

"This is the creation that all gods are pursuing!"

His voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, but Wan Zhuliu was very calm:

"I tried it. The gate behind the Xuan Bing is endless, without light or shadow..."

"That's a dead end."

The figure transformed by silver light shook his head:

"Xuanbing has a spirit, and so does the Bafang Temple. If you want to enter the Bafang Temple through that road, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"In ancient times, someone once searched for the Bafang Temple. According to legend, only those with god-level talent can enter the Bafang Temple through the right path..."

"God-demonic talent..."

Wan Zhuliu's eyes flashed, and Emperor Qian had heard a similar statement during the final trial of the Jinlin Gate.

"Talent can be changed day after tomorrow, but innateness is more important. Without amazing means, you will never be able to create such a talent. As for innateness..."

The figure transformed by the silver light shook his head.

"You said that the city was a place where stars gathered that day. It was vast and boundless, and there were as many powerful people as clouds. Isn't it possible that there were no people with the talent of gods and demons?"

Wan Zhuliu is very interested in Tianwai.

"Then, let them find the Bafang Temple."

He sneered, and his figure suddenly dimmed a bit, turning into a stream of light again and submerging into the vertical lines between Wan Zhuliu's eyebrows:

"Just follow the plan."

Woo~

The room returned to calm.

Wan Zhuliu pressed the vertical lines between his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he walked out of the room after a moment.

The sky-diving boat cut through the night, leaving long-lasting traces in the sky.

On the deck, Yan Tianxiong stood leaning on the railing. From here, he could vaguely see the majestic city in the distance, like a mountain range crossing the earth, which was spectacular.

"The City of God is really spectacular."

Yan Tianxiong couldn't help but praise him.

Shendu City was the capital of past dynasties, but the reason why it is so majestic is because of the Great Zhou Taizu.

More than a thousand years ago, he sent powerful men from various sects and troops, which took more than a hundred years to dig out the Grand Canal, connect the roads, and dig up mountains to build the foundation of the divine capital.

"arrive."

The speed of the escape boat slowed down, and it was still ten miles away in an instant.

Under the cover of night, the lights in the city of God flickered like a city that never sleeps. Not only Yan Tianxiong, but the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva in his body was also alarmed.

He looked at the city of God, mainly seeing the smell of incense rising and intertwining like a sea of ​​clouds, vast and strong.

Buzz!

When Wan Zhuliu went out, the Escape Boat slowly lowered its cloud head, and tens of thousands of guards disembarked in an orderly manner.

Wang Jin watched indifferently. After everyone got off the boat, he raised his hand and the mountain-like ship trembled, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the night.

"Escape Sky Boat..."

Fear flashed in Yan Tianxiong's eyes. While he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed something and looked back.

But in the darkness of the night, he saw an old man with white hair and a childish face slowly walking towards him, looking at him from a distance, with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes.

"Shen Qisheng."

Recognizing the person, Yan Tianxiong sighed and felt a headache. That old ghost acted recklessly and he had to bear the blame.

Shen Qisheng was from the Changhong Sword Sect. Before rebelling against the sect, he was the uncle of the sword master...

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…

Wan Zhuliu only stayed for a short time, but Longhu Temple and even many sects in Hengshan City stayed up all night.

The main hall of Longhu Temple was brightly lit, and elders from various Taoist and Zhou sects came and went, making all kinds of noises and discussions all night long.

Li Yuan went to listen for a while, but soon he lost interest.

"The word immortality is indeed very tempting."

At the entrance of the sect's main hall, Li Yuan took out a chair and sat down. The night was already dark, but the moon was shining brightly, and the four-round moon and the stars were visible.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Between life and death, there is great terror. When you are young, you don't feel it, but the older you get, the more you can't control it.

Not to mention this life, how about the past life?

How many wise and mighty kings looked down upon them when they were young, but when they got old, they took elixirs and took medicine to pursue the immortality of ghosts and gods.

There is still no record of immortality in his previous life, but at this time, not to mention the old ghosts of the Evil God Sect, Pang Wenlong lived for four hundred years, but it is recorded in the history books.

"This is a conspiracy."

Listening to the noisy discussion in the hall, Li Yuan shook his head inwardly.

Wan Zhuliu's words will definitely not be believed by many, but it is inevitable that some people will respond.

If you don't go, others will.

Someone has gone, will you go?

Li Yuan could feel Taoist Dragon's headache. Whenever one or two of the Five Great Dao Sects went there, Longhu Temple would have to keep up.

The advantage of joining forces with one another is that the Five Great Dao Sects and the imperial court have divided the world equally for so many years. The disadvantage is that sometimes, you can't do it even if you don't want to.

Later in the night, Li Yuan saw the two seniors.

When Wan Zhuliu appeared, Taoist Tiancan did not waste the rare opportunity and made a move with all his strength, intending to draw his sword.

At this moment, seeing him staggering and full of old age, he knew the result without asking.

The disciples of Qinglong Pavilion were very discerning. Seeing Master Tiancan stop, they immediately brought a chair. The old Taoist sat beside Li Yuan, quite tired.

"It's not unplugged."

The old man is very honest:

"Today's matter is due to the old Taoist not thinking carefully."

He was very generous and casually took out a dark yellow pill the size of a dragon's eye from his sleeve robe:

"This 'Kurong Pill' was refined by me in my spare time. It is considered to be of high quality. It has the effect of increasing life span and maintaining vitality. You are about to have a blood exchange, so you may need it."

"Thank you, senior."

Li Yuan hurriedly took it and felt much better: "How is the potency of this pill?"

"There is no problem in regenerating amputated limbs. As for life extension, I don't think it's very good."

The old man Tiancan shook his head.

When he reaches this level of cultivation, he can only vaguely know the limit. It is impossible to know the specific life span and how much the elixir can extend his life. He can only have a vague sense.

The two talked for a while, and then the two seniors were invited in by Long Yingchan. Li Yuan also went in and listened for a while.
To be continued...