Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Minghua took two bottles of Sanguang Shenshui and took Donghua out of Yingzhou Island. The first stop was Wuzhuang Temple.

Wuzhuang Guanling is very beautiful and rich in luck.

"The immortal mansion of immortality is the same as the heaven."

"It's so bold." Donghua admired it sincerely. He dared to engrave such a couplet outside the door, which shows the confidence of the ancient gods in the wild.

Minghua glanced around with a smile on her face, "The Great Immortal Zhenyuan is of the same generation as your ancestor, and the ancient gods are naturally different; the Great Immortal Zhenyuan already had powerful mana in ancient times, and it may be even worse now."

Before Donghua had time to speak, a middle-aged Taoist came to the door, followed by two Taoist boys, and spoke with a smile.

"A disciple of the sage's disciples, if he visits Wuzhuang Temple, he will be disappointed."

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan is polite." Minghua held the courtesy.

Donghua made a bow, "Donghua has met Immortal Zhenyuan."

Daxian Zhenyuan was dressed in brocade clothes, held a whisk in his hand, sized Donghua up, and nodded repeatedly, "Minghua Daoist, I wonder who this is?"

"Donghua, I am a direct disciple under my sect."

"Good cultivation, good roots." Daxian Zhenyuan saw through Donghua's roots and cultivation at a glance, "I just don't know when Honghuang came out with such innate gods with good roots and feet."

Minghua smiled and said, "He's a junior, how dare he call his roots good; Immortal Zhenyuan, don't laugh at the junior."

One push and one file, without mentioning Donghua's origin.

Great Immortal Zhenyuan smiled, and stopped asking, "I don't know what's going on with Fellow Daoist Minghua's visit this time?"

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan had a good relationship with my master back then. This time, I came here to greet my master, and secondly, I wanted to make a deal with Immortal Zhenyuan."

"Sage Tongtian has a heart, please come inside." Great Immortal Zhenyuan asked sideways.

Minghua also invites you.

After exchanging invitations, the two entered Wuzhuang Temple, followed by Donghua and the two Taoist boys.

Entering Immortal Zhenyuan's mansion, as soon as he was seated, Immortal Zhenyuan ordered the boy, "Go and fetch four ginseng fruits to entertain fellow Daoist Minghua and Donghua."

"Yes." The two boys bowed and left.

Immortal Zhenyuan looked at Minghua, "What deal does Fellow Daoist Minghua want to make with me?"

"I'm very interested in the book from the ground in the hands of Immortal Zhenyuan."

"The book from the ground is my companion spirit treasure, so I don't want to lend it out." The Great Immortal Zhenyuan flatly refused.

Minghua took out two bottles of Sanguang Shenshui slowly and caught up, "Before I came, I calculated that the ginseng and fruit trees in Wuzhuangguan would be doomed; I wonder if Zhenyuan Daxian would like to hear it?"

"Oh?" Zhen Yuanzi was surprised, secretly calculated, but nothing came out, could it be that his cultivation has regressed?impossible!
After trying several times, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't figure it out, so he took a deep look at Minghua.

"As expected of a disciple of a saint, may I tell you a thing or two?" He couldn't figure it out, and a saint is in the same way as heaven, so it's not unusual to be able to figure it out.

"Two thousand years later." Click to stop.

Even if Zhen Yuanzi wanted to know more carefully, he couldn't open his mouth at the moment; pondering, he would not give up the book easily, and the ginseng fruit tree is his body, let alone make mistakes.

However, compared with Liang Zhe, the book from the ground seems insignificant.

"Fellow Daoist Minghua knows that the book from the ground is my companion spirit treasure, and its defense ability is extremely strong."

"It's natural." Ming Hua nodded.

Zhen Yuanzi continued: "It is impossible for me to give you the book from the ground."

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, Sanguang Shenshui can be brought back to life during the catastrophe of the ginseng fruit tree, you really don't want to?"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were deep, and he shook his head.

Minghua smiled casually, "Since that's the case, I can only do one game over there; it just so happens that I didn't enjoy the fight with Patriarch Styx last time, and I, a late-stage quasi-sage, also came to learn the methods of Zhenyuan Great Immortal."

"So, very good."

The companion spirit treasure is so important, and it is true that it will not be given to others easily; but if he loses, there is no shame in giving it to him.

Question of dignity.

Can not be ignored.

As an ancient god, he had to be cultivated and had a status; at his stage, he couldn't find any further possibilities, trapped under the heaven, and what he cared most about was his face.

"Go over there and do a game in the chaos." Minghua looked at Donghua, "You don't have to follow, wait for me at Wuzhuang Temple."

Donghua was worried. He didn't know the details of Zhen Yuanzi, and he didn't know how sure his master was against him.

"Please, fellow Daoist Minghua."

Zhen Yuanzi took the lead in turning into rainbow light and escaping into the chaos. Minghua smiled, shaking the chaotic clock, the man disappeared, leaving only the space law breath of the chaotic clock.

As soon as Zhenyuanzi arrived in Chaos, Minghua arrived.

Needless to say, Zhenyuanzi and Minghua each have their own spiritual treasures, and they often use methods in battle; even though Zhenyuanzi only has the late quasi-sage cultivation base, his ground book defense is extremely powerful, which can be compared with the Houtian Lingbao. Compared with the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of heaven and earth.

The chaotic air they were in was surging, and the wind was constantly raging.

Inside the Five Villages.

Qingfeng Mingyue fetched four ginseng fruits, but Zhen Yuanzi and Minghua were not seen, only Donghua sat on the spot and made tea and drank tea by himself.

"Two boys, would you like a drink?" Donghua conjured up two small cups.

Qingfeng Mingyue hurriedly shook her head and offered ginseng fruit, "We don't need it, the guests can drink it; I don't know where my master has gone?"

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan and my master went to Chaos to compete."

"That's it!" The two of them were used to it, "Well, it will take a long time to come back."

Donghua was noncommittal, smiled, and poured a cup of tea for them, "Try it, the tea given by the elders in the family, it is fragrant and mellow, a rare good tea."

"Thank you." This time the two didn't shirk. One of them took a glass and took a small sip. It was refreshing and fragrant, not only mellow, but also full of spiritual energy.

Just this one, according to their Golden Immortal cultivation base, there is no way to refine it all at once; quickly sit cross-legged and comprehend it on the spot.

Taking a panoramic view of the reactions of the two, Donghua laughed lightly, sipped his tea, and was at ease; his worries about the master were gone, and he knew in his heart that as a disciple of a sage, even if the master couldn't beat Zhen Yuanzi , and absolutely no life-threatening.

Zixiao Palace.

All the saints gathered, Daoist Hongjun sat high on the cloud bed, and other saints sat on the futons below.

"You know, why did you call you here?" Daozu Hongjun closed his eyes and didn't look at the disciples who were sent down.

The sage Nuwa straightened her sleeves, but said nothing; the two sages of the West looked at each other, their eyes lowered inexplicably and said nothing.

Tongtian, Yuanshi, and Laozi were silent.

"The Heavenly Court is unstable, and it will not be able to rule the Three Realms for a long time; the Dao of Heaven has lowered the list of gods, and after 500 years, it will enter the great catastrophe of the gods." Daozu Hongjun waved his hand, and the mana in his palm condensed, and a scroll-like spiritual treasure appeared.

"In this calamity, all the quasi-sages are in the calamity."

"In the Great Calamity of Conferring Gods, there are three classes: Those with deep roots will become immortals; those with lesser roots will become divine; those with shallow roots will become human, and will still follow the calamity of reincarnation."

"In addition, those who have committed serious crimes will not enter reincarnation, and the fairy spirit will disappear."

That is, there is no afterlife.

Tongtian, Yuanshi, and Laozi didn't feel anything, and the two saints in the west were crying, "Ancestor Dao, my west is barren and I don't have many disciples."

"Since he is a creature from the prehistoric times, he will be in a catastrophe. What does the Taoist think?" Lao Tzu said indifferently, swallowing the unspoken words of the two Western sages in his throat.