Jiuzun asked

"what···."

The hairs on the underside of the great holy monkey monster stood on end, and when he turned around, there was nothing there, and the slight sound of wind in his ears finally made him feel certain.

The patriarch of the Great Saint Sect patted his chest and said in surprise, "I'm scared to death."

The white-haired old man was also very frightened, and Zhang Tianjing had already spent immortal yuan, so he looked at Zhang Tianjing again with drooping old eyes.

It wasn't these two people who were pretending to be horrified, but the great sage who founded the sect back then, who held the sky mirror, had an explanation.

Those who enter without anything will be designated as the sons of heaven!

The implication is that this palm sky mirror can see through everything, but it can't see through the son of "Heavenly Way".

Tian Dao Wu Jiu is the ancestor of the Dao of Heaven among the heavens and worlds, and the rules of heaven are also determined by the Dao of Heaven. Although this Heavenly Palm Mirror is a divine weapon, it cannot surpass the Dao of Heaven.

The Great Sacred Sect has been in the world of good fortune for millions of years, and it has never met the "son of the way of heaven" in the palm of the sky mirror.

And when the founding patriarch of the Great Sacred Sect broke through the heavens, he found a "Natural Selection" mystic to predict the fate of the Great Sacred Sect.

The great sage is originally Qi Tianshou, and when asked, he will disappear.

Why ask?

That day Master Xuan closed his eyes and said nothing, but the great sage pinched his lifeblood, and finally revealed the truth, and said in a deep voice: "Heaven is so great, the way does not ask the sky."

The Great Sage was suspicious, and still knocked down the Profound Master of Natural Selection, and trapped him in the Great Sage Sect, so he had to deduce a technique to break the situation.

But this day, the mysterious master of natural selection revealed the secret, and sat in the Great Sacred Sect for three hundred years. In order to seek a chance for his family, he left a sentence.

"Mortal cultivating immortals overthrows the rules of heaven."

The patriarch of the founder of the Great Sacred Sect, hearing these eight words, felt hatred in his heart, so he caught the immortals who practiced Taoism, and ate them one by one, but they broke the heavens.

The great sage patriarch, when he broke through the void and ascended to the 33rd heaven, he and his disciples and grandchildren said in a low voice: "The catastrophe of the great sage is all within the palm of the sky."

Since then, none of the demon saints of the Great Sacred Sect has broken the heavens, and the mirror in hand cannot be driven by the monkey saint, so there is a "monkey and crane combined".

Now, the suzerain of the Great Sage Sect and He Sheng, who is in charge of the mirror, are frightened out of their wits when they think of the words of the Great Sage back then.

After all, most of the enemies of the Great Sacred Sect are crucian carp who have crossed the river.

The Great Sage Sect still has a place in Bamian City, and they are living a carefree life, so they definitely don't want the sect to be destroyed.

"Hey···."

Another strange sound sounded behind the two of them, scaring the suzerain of the Great Sacred Sect into a real body, which turned out to be a three-foot-tall long-armed monkey.

But at this time, the white-haired crane demon holding the sky mirror was already held by Xiao Wendao's neck, his head was tilted, and his soul was gone.

The Sky Palm Mirror is in Xiao Wendao's hand.

"The Great Sage Equals to Heaven...arranged at the front."

All of a sudden, inside the Great Saint Sect, banners were fluttering, and there was a crack in the Juling Mountain. In the crack, a golden altar appeared, and an incense burner lay on the altar.

"Whoever can kill this person, the Great Sage will give me my wish." The suzerain of the Great Sage Sect shouted.

I saw that in Bamian City, several human immortals who were in charge of Bamian City came through the air after several times of slaughter.

And outside the Bamian City, there were also several tyrannical auras, which swept across Xiao Wendao's body without a trace.

But Xiao Wenwen drove the Great Sacred Sect to a dead end with his own power, and there are not many fools who are willing to work for the Great Sacred Sect.

After all, immortals cherish their lives the most in cultivating the Tao, and there is only one life.

In the Eight Faces City, although there was a murderous aura, it was lingering, and Xiao Wendao stood in front of the gate of the Great Sacred Sect, and looked at himself from the mirror of the Zhangtian Mirror.

Xiao Wenwen was also wondering why there was nothing in the mirror, he couldn't figure it out, so he squeezed the Zhangtian Mirror in his palm.

But the suzerain of the Great Sacred Sect understood it!

There is no one in the mirror, it is the way of heaven!

The Monkey Demon of the Great Sacred Sect, with a sour mouth, looked at the censer, biting a trace of blood on the tip of his tongue, and roared: "Whoever kills this person will have a wish. If he dies, he will command the gods..."

Ruyi Pavilion is the "Treasure Pavilion" built by the Great Sage Master when he was in the heavens.

It is also true that the important place of the Great Sage Sect is the immortal creature of the Great Sage Patriarch who has been accumulating thunder for thousands of years, although the origin is not bright.

And the Great Sage Sect is also the Twelve Demon Saint Sects of the Tenglou, the ancestor of the Tenglou, is the lord of the world of good fortune, and also has the right to command the gods.

This technique of edicting the gods can be called the second life of the immortals. Although they are enshrined as mountain gods or water gods, even insignificant city gods, after all, their souls are immortal and there is always a chance of life.

If so, if the incense is at its peak and the golden body is rebuilt, there may be an opportunity to destroy the heavens.

This is the "Day of Heaven". The number of Dayan is fifty, 49 is taken, and the remaining one is the creation of all things.

Whether it's a wick from a celestial family, or a pair of straw sandals from a sage, there are even more great fortune-tellers, such as lice in the hair of an immortal emperor, who practice Taoism and become immortals.

All the ascetics in Bamian City looked at Xiao Wendao, but saw dozens of figures coming through the air.

"Eight Xi Taoist."

In Bamian City, someone saw the details of these dozens of people, so they called softly, and it fell into Xiao Wenwen's ears.

These few people are a compatriot from the same mother, who gave birth to eight children at once, and all eight of them are sword cultivators. They are dedicated and good at fencing.

In an instant, the sword formation was completed.

This Baxi Taoist, however, has something extraordinary, his spirit and soul are intertwined, and he is impeccable.

"List."

Baxi Taoists are also like a city with eight faces, forming eight trigrams, each lined up on one side, and their swords are ethereal.

From time to time, a bolt of lightning rose up and went towards Xiao Wendao's eyebrows, and then disappeared.

The monkey saint of the Great Saint Sect blinked his eyes a few times, knowing in his heart that there must be a fraud, but he didn't want to remind him, blood dripped from the tip of his bitten tongue in front of the censer.

He doesn't believe it, this kid is so weak!

It's just, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, just for fun.

The Baxi Taoist was also taken aback, although they were cautious, but they were too conceited.After all, who can resist the thunder and punishment technique of a heavenly master.

And the seventh son of the Baxi Taoist, he has been proficient in the art of thunder since he was a child, and he is also the follower of the Baxi Taoist.

In this way, I don't know how many immortal souls were buried and killed.

"Broken Corpse."

The Taoist Baxi, who was the leader, raised his sword and went away, and the sword pierced Xiao Wenwen's eyebrow again.

"Crappie."

Suddenly, Xiao Wenwen suddenly opened his eyes, disturbing the mind of Taoist Baxi, a wisp of heavenly fire burned out and moved.

With one thought, only the seventh son was left standing there, with a ray of heavenly fire hanging between his brows.

The remaining people, turned into dust, are at the feet of the seventh son.

Xiao Wenwen hung the Heavenly Palm Mirror in his palm, facing the seventh son of Taoist Baxi, and enveloped it.

In a short time, the seventh son disappeared, but there was a palm-sized Nascent Soul in the Zhangtian mirror, but there was no trace of immortal energy.

"This mirror...is quite poisonous." Xiao asked, and the sea of ​​souls was also shaken.

The "evil way" in the sea of ​​souls, looking at Zhang Tianjing, was moved.

Even Xiao Wenwen, looking at the Sky Palm Mirror, felt a touch of fear in his heart, and he saw the mystery of the Sky Palm Mirror at a glance.

"Seal the immortal and destroy the soul, raise the sky as the way."

However, all the Taoists who fall into the palm of the sky mirror will be transformed into pure immortal essence to support their masters.

However, Xiao Wenwen's cultivation base was originally perfect in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but the current Dantian Yuanying has improved to a higher level, and it seems that there is a trace of chaos, and the cultivation base looks like a big Luo.

Where is this fairy artifact?It is an evil thing.

And within the sea of ​​souls, a voice stirred in Xiao Wendao's heart.

"Cultivation defies the sky, and only seeks longevity. If people don't do it for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth."

In an instant, the Sky Palm Mirror disappeared in front of his eyes, and the evil cultivator in the sea of ​​souls was playing with the Sky Palm Mirror.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Shenji's handwriting... is also a failure."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to see the origin of Zhang Tianjing, he said grumpily, and swallowed Zhang Tianjing in one gulp.

Now, Xiao Wenwen just realized that the evil cultivator who was trapped in the sea of ​​souls already had his own soul, and it is estimated that he will not be far away from breaking the shackles of the sea of ​​souls.

"Pedantic... If it were me, this physical body would have broken through the heavens long ago, and it's not my turn to be that wall-facer."

After he finished speaking, he closed his evil eyes and fell asleep again.

Suddenly, a thunderclap covered the sky above Bamian City, and indistinctly, a golden light could be seen breaking through the clouds in the sky.

"Above three days, respect the Tao."

"Among all dharmas, burn the incense head."

"The fragrant jade stove is kept in the heart of the emperor."

"Twelve branch saints, bless my body."

The suzerain of the Great Saint Sect knelt down in front of the censer, his body was frail, and he stepped into the censer step by step, like a stick of incense, enshrining the Holy Spirit.

And inside the censer, there was a pool of blood.

This is the "Longevity Curse" left by the Great Sacred Sect. Although it was also stolen, it is also the last reliance of the Great Sacred Sect.

"Please... the ancestor of the great sage... upper body."

In an instant, Xiao Wenwen felt his aura change. The suzerain of the Great Sacred Sect stood in the censer, his feet stained with blood.

But the aura is by no means an ordinary demon saint who is in the realm of transforming gods, and the realm of transforming gods of demon saints is the same as that of human immortals.

The shriveled Monkey Saint looked down at Xiao Wendao with eyes like torches, grinned his mouth, and said softly: "It's just because his body is too weak, I only hit him once."

The disciples and grandchildren of the Great Saint Sect all fell to their knees and shouted: "Equal to the sky."

"You still haven't defended the mountains and rivers that my Pan Zun laid down."

The great sage Pan Zun, who came back from his body, looked at the disciples and grandchildren who did not live up to expectations, licked the scarlet tip of his tongue, and swallowed the cultivators of Bamian City in one gulp.

All of a sudden, a talisman appeared in the sky, with three big characters "Tianpeng Jie" written on the surface of the talisman.

This is a catastrophe that overthrows the rules of heaven and falls.

But today's Pan Zun has long put the way of heaven in his eyes, devouring thousands of Taoists, and raising his realm to "immortal emperor", which is the "hundred yuan realm" cultivated by the demon saint.

"Eat my stick."

One stick, one stick!

When the canopy robbed and fell, Pan Zun's stick also came from destroying the sky just like the canopy robbed.

Pan Zun overthrew the rules of heaven, that body died and disappeared, but Xiao Wenwen knew that Pan Zun was still above the 33rd heaven.

And this stick, Tianrui can't control it.

Nalan Dieyi, who was far outside the world of good fortune, heard a thunder from outside the sky, and his mind tightened for a moment, then he heard the lazy Tang Shaoshui say: "Ask... Zhu Xian."

And Nalan Dieyi listened to Tang Shuishui's words, looked at the clothes in his hands, and didn't say much, and shuttled stitches in his hands again.