Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 438 Taking Ermei to Ziweixi

At this time, the deserted and empty mountains are secluded, the messy autumn water is falling, and the stars gradually emerge in the dark blue sky, and a pillow of sunlight is sprinkled.

There is no sound, and the waning moon is reflected in the spring pool.

There are some mottled engravings on the stone wall of the ancient ancestral land of human desire and Taoism, flowing with a faint light.

Xiang Yufei's eyes dimmed slightly, with a hint of understanding, he smiled lightly, and turned over the sleeve robe embroidered with a golden dragon shape, thousands of runes flowed, and a ray of fairy light flew out.

The light of the primordial days descended into the night, and a magnificent star floated up and down, surrounded by chaotic light, and the atmosphere was myriad. Countless chains of order outlined the halo of the galaxy, exuding a strong coercion of the holy way, shaking the nine secluded and ten halls.

"This is."

Yan Yixi's heart skipped a beat, her eyes glowed brightly, and her thoughts fluctuated.

And the Goddess Stove in Li Tian's hand was also awakened by the Law of Absolute Beginning, and the talismans on the copper stove were transpiring and shining brightly.

This ancient holy weapon is not big, but the size of a fist, like a goddess lying on its back. At this moment, wisps of divine glow burst out, spraying five colors of light, showing extraordinary, more dazzling than the primordial stars in the night sky.

"With the same breath, this is also a handed down holy weapon."

With a look of surprise, Li Tian looked up at the stars above his head, and then looked at the senior brother beside him, with a complicated expression on his face, as if he had thought of something.

"Yixi, you have an exquisite heart, as those female cultivators said. It is not a good thing to speculate on other people's intentions like this." starry sky.

"The subordinate has lost his composure, and I hope the Lord will punish him!"

The man in the moon white robe saluted, a huge wave was stirred up in his heart, and the brows that were originally furrowed with resentment relaxed, revealing a trace of dusty charm.

The starlight is like a dream, with a misty fragrance, blowing down a tree of yellow leaves.

Xiang Yufei hooked his lips slightly, waved his cloud sleeve, and in an instant, the dragon's breath roared, and tens of thousands of green and gold patterns shot out, covering the stars in the early days.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, the halo was torn apart, the big star was shattered, and a deep purple light was emitted, which was incomparably magnificent. A crystal clear silver furnace burst out of the air and landed in his hands.

This furnace is similar in size to the goddess furnace, with nine stars inlaid on it, extremely bright, exuding a simple and vast atmosphere.

Looking at this rare treasure, both Yan Yixi and Li Tian lost their composure, among them Li Tian's eyes lit up, and the original look of loss dissipated a lot.

Now that the situation is clear, the loss of the ancestral artifact is a foregone conclusion, and it is difficult to change it. If an ancient holy weapon can be returned, it will be a blessing.

As for his senior brother, he should be more worried. Although he is grateful for the emperor's kindness, he is reluctant to give up the ancestral artifact, and his expression is extremely complicated
"interesting!"

Seeing the brothers Renyu Dao with very different expressions, Zhonghuang chuckled lightly, feeling a little interesting.

He pressed down with one finger, and with the vast power of cutting the third heaven, he activated the star furnace.

At this moment, the silver sacred furnace trembled slightly, and an overwhelming saintly aura erupted instantly, freezing the void in a radius of one hundred thousand miles.

At this moment, the originally dark blue night sky rotated, and the sky was full of silver clouds. The night clouds shattered and collapsed, turning into mist threads, winding down, extremely hazy.

One after another silver talisman leaped out, with a breath of opening up the world, outlining a powerful phantom of gods and demons, sweeping across the world, shocking the ancient domain, and making people shudder.

Yan Yixi and Li Tian almost fell to their knees, unable to bear the strong coercion, they were shocked, this was the first time they saw the fully recovered Great Saint Soldier.

After finishing the seller's show, the emperor withdrew his supernatural powers reservedly, and said indifferently: "This furnace is made of the sacred sand of the Thousand Illusory Galaxy and the essence of stars. It is a high-level holy weapon, and it comes from the hands of a great supernatural power. "

His voice was very plain, but it resounded in the hearts of the two of them, like a fairy voice, touching the heart and soul, like a different kind of state of mind baptism
In the end, both the host and the guest were happy, and Li Tian took the initiative to offer the Goddess Stove, and was willing to worship under the Emperor Zhong, as a small pawn, to be the king's pioneer, to sweep across the territory, and to do his best for the great cause of unifying Ziwei
Rubbing the copper furnace, carefully feeling the principles of the six desires in it, Xiang Yufei shook his head with an inexplicable expression.

With this item, his goal this time has been achieved.

But he was a little puzzled by Su Yu's obsession with the Goddess Furnace.

Although this object came from the hands of the ancient emperor, it is a holy weapon after all, and it has not been blessed with the laws of the ultimate way, so there is no need to spend so much trouble.

He even asked Tuoyu Yuansheng to practice a great holy artifact with the sacred sand of the Thousand Illusory Galaxy for exchange.

In an instant, Xiang Yufei turned his gaze, and thought of the beautiful women beside Su Yu, plus the glorious deeds of abandoned disciples.
I can't think about it anymore, it would be a little bad to think about it!

Zhonghuang sighed softly, his interest in this ancient artifact plummeted, he put it in his sleeve robe, then glanced at Yan Yixi, and said calmly: "In a few days, you two will have a big chance!"

After speaking, the emperor's figure flashed, the fairy clouds flowed under his feet, and he secretly threw the word "Xing" to the east, leaving only a faint blue light and shadow, like a shooting star, ethereal and immortal.

When Xiang Yufei disappeared completely, Yan Yixi's whole body went limp, and she collapsed, looked at Canyue absent-mindedly, and murmured: "Master, I'm sorry for losing the patriarch's relic."

There was also a hint of sadness in the evil man's eyes, but he thought about it, and soon turned his attention to the new holy weapon.

While rubbing the star stove, he said casually: "Senior brother, it's almost done. Master's human desires can't reach home, and he can't even open the ancestral hall. I haven't seen the goddess stove at all. You still..."

"Shut up, you dare to speak nonsense about Master!" Yan Yixi said coldly, with brows erect, eyes glowing red with fire.

The evil man curled his lips, swallowed back the words of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, smiled coyly, and whispered: "Senior brother, come and have a look, this time is really not bad, there is a fairy scripture in the furnace."

"The Immortal Scripture? How is it possible!"

Yan Yixi frowned slightly, took the star furnace, her eyes were full of brilliance, and she carefully comprehended the Taoist rhyme, but the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, the original sadness was swept away, and the sea of ​​consciousness set off a huge wave, and it was very difficult surprise.

He originally thought that this ancient holy weapon was similar to the Goddess Furnace, but he didn't expect that it actually contained nine ancient emperor patterns, possessing a trace of the ancient charm of the great emperor.

"am I right!"

Seeing Yan Yixi's "really fragrant" appearance, Li Tianxie smiled charmingly, and said with emotion: "Those Big Dipper monks are really generous.

"Actually, even if they rob us by force, there is nothing they can do, but these people from the imperial clan actually took out a great holy weapon, and there is also a scroll of ancient scriptures in the furnace. This kind of generosity is worthy of the monks of the imperial clan.

"I really want to see with my own eyes how extraordinary the Big Dipper Star Territory is, that it can give birth to so many heroes. The one just now is full of vigor and is more prosperous than me, but his cultivation has crossed the five realms and entered the Dao of Slashing. It's really embarrassing. !"

Seeing the longing look on his younger brother's face, Yan Yixi's expression softened, and a flash of memory rose in his eyes. It was also here decades ago, when the master was still there.

He whispered: "There is no comparison between people, that one is already comparable to the young emperor, even Ziwei's number one arrogant Yin Tiande is far behind."

"Yin Tiande just killed two sect masters. It's nothing. I can do it after I understand the fairy scriptures." Hearing Yan Yixi mentioning Yin Tiande, Li Tian's mouth twitched, very annoyed.

Due to the professional restrictions of the flower picker, he has a kind of resentment towards Yin Tiande. He has come into contact with many female cultivators, and most of them admire Yin Tiande in their hearts.

Just imagine, between the clouds and the rain, Yi's mouth is lightly exhorted, but he calls other people's names, how much psychological trauma this will cause to the man.
Li Tianxie was awe-inspiring, and said seriously: "I heard that Yin Tiande appeared recently, and he is very depressed. It seems that there is a big problem in his practice. He, Ziwei No. 1, is already in the past tense."

Looking at the junior brother who was still stubborn, Yan Yixi frowned slightly, with a smile that was not a smile.

It was a day when the silver moon was half-bent, reflecting the dry pond, and the two old friends toasted and drank, raised their sleeves and waved thin smoke, as if they had returned to the past years.
Luzhou, the Ziwei Dynasty, the ancient imperial city.

Unlike other Luzhou University religions, there are dark tides here and there is a special atmosphere.

Inside the imperial palace, dozens of famous royal family members came together and lined up in the ancestral hall. The atmosphere was very dignified, and the inheritance magic circle had been set up all around, and the murderous intent was fierce, making people breathless.

"Everyone, there are some things that need to be decided."

At the bottom of the steps, an old emperor uncle with white beard and hair had a heavy complexion, he let out a long sigh, and opened the first sequence.

However, what awaited him was deathly silence, and all the descendants of the royal family were silent, watching from the sidelines, with a strange light shining in their eyes.

Even Emperor Ziwei and Princess Yueshi above were indifferent, with cold expressions.

Seeing the posture of his relatives, the old emperor frowned, took a thousand steps, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "There have been rumors a while ago, don't you know?"

"Seven uncles."

A cool and pleasant voice broke the silence,

Princess Yueshi stood up and walked up to Emperor Ziwei, stroking the bracelet made at the Nine Heavens Ziyu Festival with her slender and fair fingers, with a trace of coldness on her brows, she said indifferently: "Since it's an outside rumor, why bother?" Care more!"

"Yue Shi, what's your attitude? Is this how you talk to elders?"

The old emperor was furious, he had a very high status in the Ziwei God Dynasty, and now a junior dared to talk to him like this.

There was a glint in Princess Yueshi's eyes, and she was very indifferent to this old antique.

In the past, it was this one who advocated marriage and almost made her the concubine of the sixth prince of Jinwu.

Fortunately, she broke into the secret realm of Sendai and proved her talent, so she avoided the marriage.

Seeing that this junior was so rude, many old people frowned, feeling that their authority had been challenged, and felt dissatisfied.

"Yue Shi, step back, do you know what you are doing?"

"Rebels, pull them out!"

"Disobedience to the elders of the family, according to Ziwei's divine law, should be punished with [-] lashes!"

In an instant, several monks from Sendai began to scold, dissatisfied with Princess Yueshi.

Hearing the [-]th whipping, the body of the woman in the moon white dress trembled slightly, the imprint left on her by that one was still there.

Thinking of this, Princess Yueshi no longer wanted to hide it. She stretched out her silver sleeves, stretched out a crystal white hand, and the fingertips flowed with purple starlight, condensing into a purple gold long whip.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of whipping, and as she stepped on green lotus steps, Princess Purple Hair exerted force on her wrist, and in an instant the golden whip turned into a thin sword, shattered into the air, and hit the monk from Xiantai who scolded her.

"what!"

With a scream, the middle-aged cultivator was wounded, fell to the ground, and his breath fell instantly.

"You..." the old emperor glared angrily, he didn't expect that the other party would dare to violently hurt others.

Moreover, as the Holy Master at the peak of the Second Heavenly Layer in Sendai, he did not stop the opponent, which really embarrassed him.

"Dare to make a move here, Yue Shi, you have passed."

The powerful royal family of Xiantai Erzhongtian couldn't stand it and was about to make a move, but was stopped by another gray-haired old man and gave him a warning look.

"What do you mean?" The royal family member was a little dissatisfied.

The gray-haired old man shook his head, and said via voice transmission with his spiritual thoughts: "You just came back, and you don't understand the serious relationship, so don't talk too much, or it will be too late to regret."

At this time, the situation in the ancient hall gradually became clear. More than a dozen monks gathered around the old emperor, full of anger, while the other monks were all silent and did not say a word.

"Mingdao, you have raised a good daughter."

The old uncle looked at Emperor Ziwei coldly, and said mercilessly: "Back then, I asked you to send her to Beiming and marry the Jinwu tribe, but you were not willing. Now this bitch colluded with people from a foreign land, and unexpectedly Do this kind of cruelty to your own relatives!"

"Bitch, do you really think that no one knows your details? Where is your Yuan Yin? Do you feel worthy of the Ziwei King's blood on your body after doing such nasty things?"

Among the crowd, a cold middle-aged female cultivator came out. She was the biological daughter of the old emperor uncle and held great hostility towards Princess Yueshi.

When the other party revealed her secret, Princess Yueshi's face remained unchanged and became more and more indifferent.

On the throne, Emperor Mingdao closed his eyes tightly and propped his head with one hand. After hearing the other party's insulting words, his eyes opened and closed, shooting out two celestial lights, and the aura of the peerless holy master was undoubtedly revealed.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, it's nothing to embarrass a junior!" Emperor Ziwei stared at these chaotic parties indifferently, and said lightly.

The old emperor snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, walked up to the steps, and said solemnly: "Everyone knows that the cultivator who retreated on the top of Minggu Mountain is not the ancestor of the Shenwu Emperor. The ancient ancestor of my God Dynasty has long since fallen. battle"

Listening to the other party impassionedly looking back at the glory of the Ziwei God Dynasty, wanting to set things right and clean up the universe, Princess Yueshi bit her pink lips lightly and let out a sigh.

They don't know anything, in order to continue the dynasty, she and Xinggui endured humiliation and served the enemy, but now they have become sinners of the Ziwei dynasty.
Today, because of some meaningless sense of honor, many people have to die.

"Ming Dao, if you are still a descendant of Ziwei, kill this witch"

Suddenly, the old emperor's uncle who was presenting his speech froze, and his whole body turned into a drop of crystal clear purple liquid, and then disappeared into the void. It was extremely strange, as if he was suddenly erased by an ancient existence.

The dozens of monks beside him were all terrified and terrified, but their bodies were all frozen and unable to move.

The ethereal chaotic mist flowed, and the black and yellow shattered. A crystal-like goddess walked out of the lotus wave, holding a jade box in her bare hands, and slowly walked out of the light mist.

"I didn't expect that there would be lonely and loyal people in the Ziwei God Dynasty, who would not forget the glory of their ancestors, and would like to fly moths to the flames of the immortals."

A burst of fragrant and fragrant magical medicine breathed out from a remote place. The silver-robed youth stepped on the sun, moon and stars, and a golden nine-leaf elixir emerged behind him, like a fairy, walking step by step through the long river of time. Come.

Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back, without revealing his breath, but made everyone bow their heads, not daring to look directly.

Seeing him appear, the originally indifferent Princess Yueshi folded her sleeves and bowed silently to Yi Qingwu, acting as a maid.

(End of this chapter)