Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 115 Courtesy of the Ji Family
But if the other party wanted her, she would swear to the death!
Su Yu can't know Yang Yi's thoughts, but she can guess one or two. She has a deep love for Zhang Lin, and even died for Zhang Lin.
He understands all this, but the sacred fruit cannot be released in vain, and people must not let it go. It happens that his garden is short of people, so let's hang on alive like this.

During this period of time, the holy sons and daughters of the major holy places are retreating to break through the four poles, and he has no way of doing it.

Thinking of the saintesses of the major forces, it seems that only Zixia from the Holy Land of Zifu and Yi Qingwu from Guanghanque have special physiques.

The former is the innate Taoist fetus, and the latter is the body of Guanghan.

Among them, the Saintess of the Purple Mansion is an innate dao womb, born in harmony with the dao, and can be imprinted in the void, wielding the power of the heaven and earth avenue, this special physique, it is suitable to catch and see the medicine garden.

Moreover, the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion is just a holy land opened up by the Great Sage, and the great physique of the innate Taoist body is simply dusty in this holy place.

This generation's congenital Taoist Zixia is not lucky enough. If she appears in the Eastern Desolation and Northern Territory, she will definitely be recruited by the Holy Land of the Yaochi, and there is a high probability that she will become the saint of the Yaochi. Unfortunately, she appeared in the Eastern Territory and was accepted by the Holy Land of the Zifu for disciples.

In the road of cultivation in the world of Zhetian, the scriptures and righteousness are the most important foundation. Without the emperor's scriptures, one is born inferior to the top arrogance, and even the road to becoming a quasi-emperor is even more difficult.

In the original book, Zixia sadly disappeared in the long river of time at last, and never stepped into the realm of quasi-emperor in her life.

It is Su Yu's duty to save the lost saint!

With this lofty belief, Su Yu walked out of the small chaotic world. He had broken into the next level in the coffin, and the catastrophe could no longer be suppressed.

After surviving a catastrophe, he stood in the second small realm of the first heaven in Xiantai.

A green-robed Taoist appeared in the Tianduan Mountain Range. The terrifying wind roared and filled the mountain range, but he couldn't get close to this Taoist.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the simple and simple tile in his hand, and said playfully, "Tian Tian Mo Gai, who likes archaeology, Cao Yusheng, why do you feel that I am more orthodox than Duan De?"

After finishing speaking, he turned into a ray of divine light, accompanied by space runes, and sank into the void.

Through the domain gate of the Ji family, Su Yu returned to the southern domain again. This is the benefit of dealing with the Huanggu Ji family. The Big Dipper is so big that it only takes less than a hundred breaths of time to go back and forth from the central domain to the southern domain. .

This time he appeared in the ancestral land of the Ji family, and the teleportation arrays of the Ji family in other realms will eventually communicate with the ancestral land of the southern region.

Soon after hearing the news, the eighth patriarch of the Ji family came, and the two chatted cordially along the way. In the eyes of the rest of the clan, the eighth patriarch of his family and this Master Cao were definitely life-and-death friends.

"Cao Daochang, this time the Holy Master has invited me, I'm afraid you won't be able to shirk it." The Eighth Patriarch of the Ji Family caressed his long beard and said loudly.

"Hahaha, the last two visits to Ji's house, I failed to meet the Holy Master. I didn't expect to be able to meet him this time. It's really a poor honor." Su Yu also smiled, with a very warm attitude.

A golden chariot drawn by nine divine birds hovered in the clouds, and the crimson divine feathers shone brightly, showing a dazzling glow under the sunlight. The shape was like a divine phoenix, and it was incomparably beautiful.

Finally, it stopped beside Su Yu, hanging in mid-air, radiant with radiance, the goddess Qiushui driving the car was made of divine jade, wearing a green robe, ethereal as a fairy, it was actually Ji Biyue.

"How dare you let the princess of the Ji family drive the car!" Su Yu showed embarrassment and waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

Seeing Su Yu's attitude, all the members of the Ji family who were serving the eighth patriarch of the Ji family showed satisfaction.

The girl on the chariot gathered her fluttering blue hair, and said crisply: "Don't dare to be, why should you be humble, senior, it is Biyue's honor to be able to drive for senior!"

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to say much, the Holy Master is still waiting."

The Eighth Patriarch of the Ji family urged, and pulled Su Yu to sit on the golden chariot. The nine divine birds sang together, spread their divine wings, and the sky was filled with divine clouds, flying into the clouds.

The rest of the Ji family also set up the Shenhong and followed behind the golden chariot.

The speed of the golden chariot was not considered fast. Su Yu looked down at the sacred land of the Ji family, his eyes shone with light, as pure as crystal, shining and full of aura.

Compared with the chaotic small world, the aura here is like heaven and earth, they cannot be compared, there is a difference between clouds and mud.

However, the Heavenly Palace in the Ji family's ancestral land is well built. It is very grand. In the central area, various islands, palaces, etc. are floating in the sky, which is very extraordinary. A faint smog fills the air. ,
The divine chariot streaked across the sky with a nine-color divine light, flew towards the clouds, and finally landed outside a golden temple.

Here is a very grand Qionglouyuyu, with carved beams and painted pillars inside, resplendent and resplendent, and members of the Ji family in white robes stand outside the palace.

A young man walked out of the hall, he looked handsome, he cupped his hands and said, "Tianshi Cao, I have admired your name for a long time!"

Su Yu looked into the splendid hall, and there was a hint of imperial aura coming from inside. He squinted his eyes, and replied: "I dare not be called a master."

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family introduced with a smile: "This is Yan Yun, and also Bi Yue's father."

"It turned out to be the pillar of the Ji family. I have admired it for a long time. I heard that you chased and killed the Black Feather King for [-] miles, and your reputation spread all over the southern region. I saw you today, as expected."

"It's just outsiders bragging, it's really nothing! Master Cao, please!"

Ji Yanyun's attitude was very gentle, and he took the initiative to take half a step back and stood behind Su Yu. Ji Biyue stood behind him docilely, looking directly at Su Yu with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"The impoverished way has overstepped!" Su Yu returned a salute without looking sideways, and then followed the eighth patriarch of the Ji family into the palace.

The lights in the main hall were flickering and resplendent, and the two sides were full of people.

Sitting on the sandalwood chair was a gray-haired old man, tall and tall, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, embroidered with gold-rimmed and silver-thread gossip Yin-Yang patterns, a wooden hairpin stuck in the gray hair bun, and a string of crystal-clear purple jade bracelets in his hands.

Standing beside the wooden chair was a man in fine clothes. He looked very majestic, with a straight face and a pair of shining eyes, watching everyone in the palace.

Su Yu stared at the two, and had some guesses in his heart, especially there was a beautiful girl in the crowd on the right, who looked extremely agile, which made his origin tremble slightly, and produced a negligible pulling force.

Su Yu's face remained unchanged, and he calmed down the source of chaos. This kind of negative reaction was a bit pitted, and he recovered spontaneously when he encountered a rare physique.

The gray-haired old man looked a bit decayed, his face had many marks carved by the years, his eyes were light gray, his whole person was very gentle, and he looked kind-hearted.

"Old ancestor, Master Cao has arrived." The eighth patriarch of the Ji family bowed respectfully and said.

"Cao has met senior! I have met Holy Master!" Su Yu saluted, neither humble nor overbearing.

"That's right, such a young Tianjiao!"

The gray-haired old man said with a smile, with a touch of emotion in his words.

The vigor in Su Yu's body cannot be concealed, and he is really envious. Years have buried too many things, and they have also sapped people's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)