Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

"Senior, help, senior, help!" A delicate voice sounded outside the Tiangang Disha formation.

Zhao Wen waved his hand lightly, and a woman in purple with a seductive aura had been brought to Zhao Wen's eyes.

"Who are you and why are you here asking for help?" Zhao Wen asked curiously.

All the original monks in Ziyun Palace were missing, and because the collection of spiritual roots and elixir caused massacres in the entire cultivation world, I, who was waiting for Qingcheng Biefu, did not dare to come here.

"The little girl Qin Ziling, my mother Tianhu Baoxiang's wife, is the grandson of Patriarch Bliss, and also a disciple of Qingcheng!"

Qin Ziling looked around curiously. The aura of heaven and earth far exceeds that of her mother's daily cultivation island. Rare spiritual roots and elixir are planted everywhere, and even a thousand-year-old elixir can be seen.

A few monks in Taoist robes were working in it, and a few older ones were practicing with strange movements.

What made Qin Ziling curious was that these older monks, whose every aura was higher than her own mother's, practiced some extremely basic movements, and they didn't even take a look when they came in.

"My mother's catastrophe is approaching, and I'm worried every day. I heard that this place is Qingcheng Befu. Senior's strength is as high as the sky. As long as she is willing to save my mother's life, the little girl is willing to serve as a slave to her senior!"

Her father was robbed on her behalf because of her master Ji Le Boy, and her mother hated the Qingcheng faction very much. If there was no other way, Qin Ziling didn't want to come to Qingcheng Befu for help.

But now, this Qingcheng Befu is the only life for her mother, Mrs. Baoxiang. Looking at Zhao Wen, the elder of Qingcheng who is said to be extremely powerful, Qin Ziling's eyes are full of pleading.

"Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang!" Zhao Wen sighed softly. His Daqin has many vixens, some of whom are Tianhu.

In the world of Liaozhai, these fox demons served him wholeheartedly, but returned to the Daqin world. Because the number of monks was too small, he sent all these fox demons out to build roads for Daqin.

Now hearing Mrs. Baoxiang, it reminds me of a group of fox monsters that were forgotten in Daqin.

"Why didn't you go to the boy of bliss, but come to me?" Zhao Wen was a little curious.

Boy of Bliss is a senior who has been famous for thousands of years, and he is also the apprentice's daughter-in-law of Boy of Bliss. No matter how you count, he is the most suitable person to find. If you find yourself, you will be in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

"Mother never wants to mention the name of Blissful Boy!" Qin Ziling's voice was full of hatred, but it was concealed. Although her mother didn't say anything about her father, she had heard some from other places.

Using her own apprentice to prevent disasters, such a selfish thing can be done, in her opinion, Boy Bliss is simply not worthy of being a master.

"Senior, here is my mother's only lifeline. Please, senior, save my mother's life because my father is also a disciple of Qingcheng!" Qin Ziling knelt on the ground and begged loudly.

"I am the only lifeline?" Zhao Wen's heart moved.

If he remembered correctly, Tianhu Baoxiang's wife seemed to be rescued by the Emei faction in Shushan, and even arranged for a person who should be robbed, called the bitter boy Situ Ping.

Not only did she survive the catastrophe safely, but her two daughters also joined the Emei faction, how could she be the only chance now.

Glancing at Qin Ziling, who was kneeling below, she saw that the exercises she practiced were upright and peaceful, and they were definitely righteous exercises, but there was no trace of Taoism.

Nearly twenty elders of Emei and a dozen or so old monks looked at an island hundreds of miles away.

Where is the place where Tianhu Baoxiang's wife crossed the catastrophe.

When the number of days was known, Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang asked an expert to figure out that when she crossed the catastrophe, she would need someone to help her in the sun, the moon, the sun, and the sun, but this person would throw herself into Emei.

Even his two daughters will be Emei disciples in the future, so they have always been in contact with the Emei Sect.

Seeing that the catastrophe was approaching, he immediately notified the Emei faction of the news that he was about to cross the catastrophe.

The aura of calamity gradually filled the sky, and Xuan Zhenzi asked a little uncertainly: "With the protection of the fairy formation, even Liangyi Mochen will be suppressed by the fairy formation. Are you really sure that the catastrophe can break through the fairy formation?"

In Xuan Zhenzi's view, using the power of Heavenly Tribulation to break through the fairy formation to deal with Zhao Wen, this plan has too many loopholes.

Among other things, at least he couldn't be sure whether the other party would be willing to help Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang.

Even if it comes, it is impossible to determine whether the Heavenly Tribulation can break through the fairy formation.

With so many Emei Sect elders and Buddhist experts gathered, once Zhao Wen cannot be kept, spreading the word will definitely greatly affect the reputation of the Emei Sect and boost the morale of Qingcheng.

"This is already the best opportunity I can think of!" Qi Shuming said with a cold face. This plan is extremely risky, but if the situation continues, Qingcheng will definitely replace Emei as the leader of the world's righteous way.

The few Emei seniors waiting in the spirit world, and many monks who promised to share their merits, would never agree to give up their merits and aura.

And there is also Buddhism, where more than a dozen top Buddhist experts gather, consume incense, mind power and merit, and can invite a little distraction from the arhat of the fairy world.

For the lower realms, the immortal formation is naturally powerless, even with the help of the heavenly tribulation, it is not very possible. He will not forget that the formation of the opponent's immortal formation is the punishment of heaven after beheading Ascetic Toutuo.

But the distraction of the arhat who descended from the fairy world can definitely break the fairy formation.

The Emei sect occupies the most days, and the Buddhist sect receives the most merit and energy. Now that something is going on, the Buddhist sect naturally has to contribute.

Otherwise, I would rather be attached to the empress of Qingcheng, and I would never share the merits and virtues of Emei after the opening of the mansion with the Buddhist disciples.

So this time, Buddhism is the main force against Zhao Wen.

"Boom boom boom!"

Bursts of muffled thunder sounded from time to time in the black clouds, making the place where Tianhu Baoxiang's wife crossed the catastrophe even more depressing, and all the monks nearby restrained their aura at the same time.

If the monks who appeared in the place of crossing the catastrophe let the catastrophe sense their own breath, the same catastrophe will fall.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and it turned into countless thunder lights in mid-air, with a faint metallic aura, blasting towards Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang.

In the island below, countless white light spots shot straight into the sky, and each white light corresponded to a thunder light, with hundreds of miles around, there were bursts of explosions everywhere.

"What a powerful white eyebrow needle!" Zui Taoist said with emotion, and there was a hint of envy in his voice.

Although he is also a disciple of Patriarch Changmei, a disciple like himself who is not valued is far from being able to compare with others. At least now he is all over his body, but there is no magic weapon that can be used by Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang just now. Compared with Baimei needle.