The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 162 Changes of Beidou

Beidou, Zhongzhou Qinling

The Qing Emperor killed the madman's third-generation source celestial master, and also beheaded a terrifying holy spirit that was transformed from dream-level dragon marrow and had almost reached perfection.

It has been five years since that incident, but even now, there are still people and monsters who often come to commemorate Emperor Qing, and even many people from the ancient race have come, and the royal family has visited a few semi-sages in the original lake, I mourned for a moment in front of Huaxian Pond.

For the holy spirit group, all races are afraid of it. Different innate standpoints make it difficult for the holy spirit to be included in the sentient beings in the world. He also received his kindness.

Another thing that amazed people all over the world was that after the Qing Emperor's killing thoughts dissipated, Sixuan, the prince of Taiyin, built a building on the ancestral dragon vein adjacent to Huaxian Lake in the Qinling Mountains, and named it Qinglian Pavilion, and he has lived there ever since. up.

No one in the world knows the intentions of Prince Taiyin. One is the son of the Immemorial Human Emperor, and the other is the Demon Emperor who was born in the last tens of thousands of years.

Some people speculated that the Prince of Taiyin might want to build the Taiyin Sect on the ancestral dragon veins of the Qinling Mountains, or he wanted to seek the great secret in the Huaxian Pond.

Today, in Qinglian Pavilion

"Squeak."

The pretty woman in purple gently pushed open a wooden door made of spiritual wood, and walked into the big room on the other side of the wooden door.

There is a large jade bed in the room, and there are two sacred furnaces standing beside the bed, emitting a faint spiritual smoke, which is ignited by the incense of Guishui. s help.

Beside the big window of the jade bed, a tall and heroic man was staring at Longshan, a million miles away, in a daze. He looked about twenty-five or six years old. Dao Yun of the king makes one unable to resist crawling.

"Prince." The pretty woman in purple saluted the man in the unicorn robe, respectfully.

"Oh, Ziyuan." The deity of Sixuan Dao Palace, who was dressed in a unicorn robe, turned her head and nodded to Ziyuan.

This girl and the Qinglian Pavilion where he is now were given to him by the Jiuli God Dynasty. She was originally in the Shenhou Mansion in the God City, and later when Si Xuan went to Jiuli, he brought her with him.

Her address to Si Xuan has changed, which is the meaning of the old holy king of Jiuli, Li Guang, since he took the picture of Jiuli, then Si is half of the prince of Jiuli, and it doesn't matter if he calls him a prince.

"How are Tingting and Yue'er, should they be up by this time?" Si Xuan looked at the rising sun in the distance and asked.

"Yes, the two princesses are already picking up the morning glow on the top of the attic." Ziyuan bowed and saluted.

"It's really grown up." Si Xuan showed a smile on his face. Five years passed, Tingting was twelve years old, and little Yaoyue was nine years old. His mind had already matured and his cultivation had made great progress.

Ziyuan is assisted by the Tai Yin Phoenix Map left by Si Xuan in the past, and has been occasionally taught by someone Si in the past few years. She has just practiced in the first heaven of Xiantai, and she is considered a somewhat powerful little monk.

"Prince, Saint Ye Fan has come and said he has something to discuss with you, and he is waiting for you in the living room." Ziyuan spoke again, reporting to Si Xuanhui.

"I know, his blood is too strong, and you can feel his blood from eight hundred miles away." Si Xuan nodded, feeling a little emotional on his face.

Now Ye Fan's cultivation base has reached the first level in Xiantai, and his cultivation speed can be regarded as quite fast among his peers, and he has a faint urge to leave behind the Tianjiao army.

He flicked the unicorn robe lightly, and stepped out of the wooden house, Ziyuan followed behind him, and walked downstairs with him slowly.

"Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for a few years, don't come here without any problems." As soon as he went downstairs, Si Xuan saw a young man in a green shirt sitting on a chair, and waved his hand.

"Brother Si Dao!" Seeing the familiar figure in black robe approaching, Ye Fan quickly stood up and saluted.

In recent years, although Si Xuan seldom left Qinglian Pavilion in Qinling Mountains, every time he made a move, he showed extremely strong strength and decisiveness, which helped Ye Fan a lot.

Not long after the change in Huaxian Pond, the two fragments of the Immortal Cauldron in Ye Fan's body were exposed, and he encountered the greatest crisis in history, and four pieces of imperial soldiers were at work.

The Taihuang Sword and Gu Huachi from Zhongzhou, the Heaven Swallowing Pot and Qingdi Bing from Donghuang, one of the two wanted to leave Ye Fan and his fragments of the Immortal Cauldron, while the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Territory and the Monster Clan hardened the other. Bao Ye Fan, the two sides fought for several days, and it was hard to tell the winner.

One of the thirteen bandits, the blind old man, gave Si Xuan a divination, and directly used the secret treasure to teleport Si Xuan who was far away in the Eastern Wasteland.

Although Si Xuan is only a Daoist deity, his king-level cultivation is not fake. In the first moment, he slapped to death the eighteen most radical kings and powers hidden in the dark, and took over the Heaven Swallowing Demon. Can, so shocked that Daxia and Guhua Shenchao, who held the emperor's soldiers, dared not do it.

"I don't know why Brother Ye came here this time?" Si Xuan sat down, and Ziyuan poured him a cup of spirit tea in a sensible manner.

"I want to go to the Yin-Yang Sect, pacify the Yin-Yang God City, and destroy the Yin-Yang Taoism, so I want to ask the Taoist brother to help me." Ye Fan took a sip of spiritual tea and said surprisingly.

Five years ago, during the battle for the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron, Yin Yang Sect was one of the most radical schools.

Years of targeting each other and accumulating hatred, the conflict between Ye Fan and the Yin-Yang Sect has already reached an irreconcilable point. Recently, Ye Fan heard that the little girl called the Divine Infant was snatched away by the Yin-Yang Sect, and he has the heart to destroy the Yin-Yang Sect.

"You can do what you want. It's just a declining Yin-Yang sect. It can be passed on to this day only with a great holy mirror. It doesn't even have a king. If it dies, it will die." Si Xuan was very calm about this. Can't make waves in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, he took a photo of the picture of the phoenix hanging in the hall, typed a few runes on it, and said: "There is a ray of my divine sense in it, if the yin and yang mirror is fully revived, I can use this distraction The set of White Tiger Killing Beads pushed it back."

"Thank you, brother!" Ye Fan took the divine picture carefully and saluted.

Si Xuan counted the days again, after Ye Fan eliminated the Yin-Yang Sect, he would have to face the bullshit of his father-in-law's family, the Ji family, so he asked: "You must also know about the Wang family and the Ji family. Now, I can't handle the internal conflicts of the Ji family, it's only appropriate for you to go as the son-in-law of the Ji family."

"Understood, Ziyue will never be married to Wang Teng. I will bear the karma." Ye Fan nodded heavily.

Si Xuan got up, the dark unicorn robe shone with divine light, and patted Ye Fan's shoulder with a smile: "There is no need to put too much pressure on it, Wang Teng's path has gone astray a long time ago, sooner or later you will be far behind He's left behind."

"Yeah, maybe one day I can catch up with you, Brother Dao." Ye Fan looked at the calm Si Xuan and said with a smile.

"That's too difficult. When you break through the shackles of the Holy Physique, you will be able to talk about the same level as me." Si Xuan put his arms around Ye Fan's neck and said with a smile.

Regarding this, Ye Fan could only smile wryly, because Si Xuan hadn't done anything for many years, and Ye Fan didn't know what level he was at.

For Si Xuan, the current stage of the Tianjiao on Beidou is very embarrassing. Ye Fan's generation of troops just passed the threshold of the first heaven in Sendai last year, and Wang Teng, who is at the forefront, has always been there. Immortal Two Realm is waiting for the Tianjiao behind to catch up.

The ancient princes are similar, and the dragon girl is only extremely powerful now, and the other ancient prince's heirs are thrown even further away by him, Huang Xudao, Tianhuanghaodaer and Qilin brothers and sisters have no news of their birth.

Compete on the same stage?

Just kidding, it's simply impossible, unless someone from Si recovers.

(End of this chapter)