Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 28 Crossing the Shinto Shakes

In the boundless void, a golden bridge spans hundreds of millions of miles.Connect the majestic big star with the small world in the chaos.

The Tianzun Taoist soldiers are made of gold from the Dao Tribulation, and the golden light illuminates the nine heavens.

Stretching there, like a real life, breathing out the innate essence, a steady stream of chaotic air sprinkled from the void, lingering on it.

A genuine emperor's weapon, although not as good as the god's source of all things, is by no means inferior to the longevity sword he has seen before.

Zhou Luo stood in the void, silent for a moment, then took a step forward, deliberately revealing a trace of supreme aura, waiting for the reaction of the golden bridge on the other side.

The aura that could shatter myriad Taos diffused, and the huge golden bridge was startled for a moment, then immediately shone with light that soared into the sky.

On the bridge body, the ancient dao pattern engraved on it revived, and almost came alive, while the inexplicable gods spread, and the avenue of heaven and earth seemed to be blinded in an instant.

The blazing golden light shone to the extreme, and finally the Golden Bridge on the other side melted into a ball of fairy light, which disappeared in place.

……

Dao cuts down the divine soil and crosses the divine way.

Today, the person in charge of guarding the Golden Bridge on the other side is a young disciple from Xiansan Zhandao.

The man was dressed in white, with a handsome demeanor and an extraordinary temperament.

He has come to this step at the age of only a hundred, and is considered a strong contender for the next head teacher.

Otherwise, there would be no chance to observe the imperial soldiers in the sect from time to time.

Although they are guards, the Taoist soldiers have spirits. Although they are asleep on weekdays, who can destroy them?
He is more close to the emperor's soldiers, feeling the law that is in the same vein as himself, but represents the highest Dao fruit of his sect.

Originally, he was sitting by the side of the Taoist soldiers, comprehending the supreme spirit, listening to the fairy sounds that came out naturally when the Taoist soldiers moved the Dao, and fell into a deep level of enlightenment.

Suddenly, like a star falling into a calm ocean, the Taoist soldiers shook violently, and there was a clanging sound like a fairy sword, and the chaotic energy spread uncontrollably.

When he frowned, opened his eyes, and looked out of the domain, he saw that the space between the sacred land and Gou Chen was empty.

The man's eyes widened, and he stood up in a panic of disbelief.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

The divine bell rang three times in a row. This was the alarm bell that would ring only at the moment of life and death in the door. No matter how deep the inside of the door fell into, it would wake up.

That person made a decisive decision, abandoned the entrance to the sacred land, set up auspicious clouds, and flew towards the fairy mountain in the east.

After crossing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, countless medicine gardens and ancient mines, I finally approached a towering divine peak that towers into the clouds and is shrouded in fairy clouds.

"Junior Brother Fan."

That person seemed to be of a high status, even in a special period, no one stopped him, and he stepped straight into a fairy palace on the top of Shenfeng.

In the forbidden area that is heavily guarded on weekdays, today there are huge fluctuations.

"Master!"

Ahead, an old figure shrouded in golden light, frowning slightly, was pinching his fingers to make calculations, and was startled when he heard the words:
"...Coming." The voice was hoarse and vicissitudes that could not be described.

"Ming Ying guarded the Dao soldiers for negligence, please respect and punish the master." The young man knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and admitted his mistake.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head:
"Fate is hard to calculate, and heavenly secrets are hard to see. If my sect is really doomed to doom, how can a junior like you be able to rewrite it? Just get up."

Fan Mingying got up and respectfully stood beside the old man.

"It's just right, the head teacher invites the elders above the sages of Zhufeng to discuss it, so you can follow me."

After the words fell, the old man waved his sleeve robe.

Fan Mingying only felt that the world was spinning and the world was spinning.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a majestic and majestic hall, above which was enshrined a picture of the enlightenment of the Heavenly Lord, full of charm, with mysterious and mysterious fluctuations.

Already came to Daofa Immortal Palace thousands of miles away.

The power of the saint is so terrifying.

And according to his feeling, the people sitting around him are all elders of the level of his master. Fortunately, there are also younger generations serving him like him, so he is not flustered.

"The loss of Taoist soldiers has never happened since ancient times! A catastrophe is imminent!" a certain elder cried out.

Sitting in the first place, Du Shendao head teacher Zhong You with a face of blessing, frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at someone on the other side:

"Have you ever sensed it with a secret method?"

"The old man tried it with all the juniors at the first time, but it didn't work."

An old man with a sense of demeanor clapped his hands and responded.

"However," the old Taoist seemed to hesitate a little, "the gods of the Taoist soldiers have awakened, but they have not returned for some reason."

"What! Dao soldiers and gods can't escape even if they recover!?"

Someone was shocked, and couldn't hide the panic, and looked up at the head teacher:
"Could it be, God..."

The man clicked so far, but everyone's hearts were involuntarily covered with a layer of haze.

In today's world, a person who can easily suppress a revived Tianzun Taoist soldier does not think of others.

The old Taoist's tone before was uncertain:
"But we and the Heavenly Court have always been in harmony with each other. They built the Heavenly Palace outside the territory, and my teacher took the initiative to avoid it..."

"Hmph, it's not that simple that one mountain can't accommodate two tigers!" The speaker was a middle-aged man with a bad temper:

"Like the Kunlun tribe, who are in charge of immortal artifacts, isn't it still..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhong You shouted angrily.

The middle-aged man knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he was unwilling to say:

"I think when I sent my patriarch to rule the heavens, someone dared to be presumptuous..."

After all, time is still ruthless, even if you are extremely brilliant, you will eventually decline.

Everyone was silent.

"There are times of dryness and glory, when there are countless empties, and when everything is exhausted, how can my teaching be spared?"

A skinny old man said that although he was not of a high level and only had the cultivation of a saint, he seemed to have a high status, sitting in the position next to the head teacher.

Zhong You, who was in the first place, sighed when he heard the words:

"If that's the case, then I can teach my teacher to relocate to Feixian, and it won't break the inheritance."

"Dignified Tianzun Taoism, why are you panicking?"

An unfamiliar voice resounded in the hall, thundering on the ground.

　I'm a little late today, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)