Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 179 Outside the Shuxuan Realm
The story on the other side starts from the day when all the elders left the original stone platform and returned to Wenzong.

Among Wenzong's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there is a certain high palace with extraordinary and exquisite decoration. It is obviously the best place for hospitality among Wenzong.

The design of the high hall is unique. There is a colored stone Xuanjing inside, and around the colored Xuanjing, there are tables and chairs displayed one after another. These tables and chairs are all made of rare ancient ivy wood in Daoye. Sitting on it, even if you take a nap, the spiritual energy in your body will grow faintly.

Among Wenzong, except for the head of Wenzong who is still in the Shuxuan world, the master of Qinfeng Peak, Mrs. Qin, and the master of Yaofeng Peak, Ye Daolin, the master of Zhenfeng Peak, the girl in lotus clothes, and the master of Bailian Peak, the old man with white hair As well as the three middle-aged red-robed masters of Qi Peak, they have already taken their seats, waiting for the return of everyone in the Shuxuan World.

Suddenly, the space in the high hall fluctuated slightly, and figures one after another appeared on the tables and chairs in the high hall.

The girl in lotus clothes and the other three peak masters stood up and bowed, "Welcome to the master brother."

Since the tables and chairs in the hall are all arranged around colored stone Xuanjing, there is no priority. However, after the appearance of the head Wenzong, he vaguely took the first place as the host.

Beside him, Old Man Nie from Condensing Heaven Realm, Old Mad Dragon Ancestor from Panlong Mansion, Yunmang Sword Ancestor from Hejian Sect, and Old Man Yuanqi from Qi Gathering Pavilion took their seats one after another.

Old Man Nie sat very far away from Ancestor Kuanglong and Old Man Yuanqi, slightly closer to Yunmang Sword Ancestor and Head Wenzong.

When the Kuanglong Ancestor saw this, he sneered in his heart, his face unmoved, and the face of the old man Yuanqi was even more unmoved.

"Everyone, please sit down." Head Wenzong looked like a scholar, and his words were full of bookishness. He waved his sleeves, and the other peak masters took their seats.

Everyone's eyes fell on the colorful stone Xuan Jing.

At this time, the colorful stone Xuanjing showed a chaotic color, like a colorful crystal ball filled with mist.

Suddenly, mist surged in the crystal ball, and then, a map of the First Xuantian appeared in it.

What the Colored Stone Xuanjing shows is a macroscopic picture, in which all the people are shown as light points. The Kaiyuan Realm monk is a cyclone, and the Yingluo Realm monk is a little fire and a light point... Well, lackluster...

"Which disciple is that?" Kuang Long Ancestor muttered, "The light spot is dim and dull, which means he has no cultivation." Who let such a person into the Shu Xuan world and wasted a place? "

"Old Reptile, what does it have to do with you now that I've already entered? Your family doesn't run the Book Mystery World, so why do you care so much?" Old Man Nie glanced at the Mad Dragon Ancestor and opened his mouth to retaliate.

"Old man Nie, my heart is in the world of calligraphy, unlike you, who care about matters that have nothing to do with you!" Mad Dragon Ancestor retorted.

Old Man Nie sneered, "You're so worried! Who of us don't know about your trivial things? Believe it or not, my disciple killed your successor!"

The Mad Dragon Ancestor glanced at him and smiled jokingly, "We still don't know who will kill whom!"

"Ahem..." Head Wenzong coughed lightly, "Don't argue with me anymore. In the world of Shuxuan, whether it's grudges or love and hatred, let the juniors resolve everything... As for that light spot , should correspond to Chu Tianming, the chief disciple of our Wenzong..."

Mad Dragon Ancestor narrowed his eyes, glanced at Head Wenzong involuntarily, and said dissatisfied: "Head Mo Yang, what you said is wrong. Then Chu Tianming has no cultivation. If you put him in, you are not going to die. ?"

"Whether you want to die or not, I won't worry about it, ancestor." Head Wenzong 'Mo Yang' said calmly. After saying that, he looked at the colorful stone Xuanjing.

The Kuang Long Ancestor snorted coldly in his heart and didn't say much, but he had some thoughts in his mind and began to pay attention to the light spots represented by Chu Tianming from time to time.

Did that guy Zidaolei suffer at the hands of Chu Tianming?It's a bit interesting... As time goes by, one by one moves in the macro map of the Shuxuan world.

Suddenly, the space in the hall fluctuated slightly, and with a flash of light, a disciple was teleported out.

After coming out, this disciple's face was pale and he was obviously a little frightened.

The elders were already used to this scene, so they didn't look at him twice. They all knew that this was just the beginning. In the next forty days, a large number of monks would crush the Shuxuan Order and come out.

After a few days, light masks appeared in the colorful stone crystals. They were shelters. All the monks outside the shelters disappeared under the power of refining.

The head of Wenzong frowned slightly. This time, a lot of people were lost in the First Xuantian... And looking at the level of the light spots, it was obvious that most of them were Kaiyuan realm monks, and the sects in the morning show were obviously the disciples of their Wen sect. There are the most Source Realm monks...

The space in the hall fluctuated, and figures were teleported out of the Shuxuan world one after another. Most of them were disciples of Wen Zong. When these disciples saw the head of Wen Zong and the peak masters in the hall, they all lowered their heads in shame.

"Why are you still holding on? Please step back." The red-robed middle-aged leader of the formation peak frowned and shouted in a low voice, signaling for them to step back.

After some time, people came out of the Shuxuan world one after another, but among these people were no famous disciples.

This made Old Man Yuanqi and others feel quite pleased.

Suddenly, Kuang Long Ancestor saw several disciples standing there uneasily, feeling a little embarrassed. He couldn't help frowning and said displeasedly: "You guys, how are you in such a hurry?"

When the disciples heard this, they looked at each other a few times, and one of them was pushed out.He glanced at the Mad Dragon Ancestor with a trembling look, then lowered his head and said: "Report...report to the Ancestor...Senior Brother Zhao Yue has fallen..."

Zhao Yue?Which Zhao Yue?
Kuang Long Ancestor muttered in his heart, but soon realized that it was the disciple he had thrown into Wenzong... He almost forgot that there was such a problem.

"If you fall, you will fall. What's all the fuss about!" The Mad Dragon Ancestor is not a heartless person, but he is very concerned about face. How can he be disrespected in front of several powerful enemies?
"A trip to the Shuxuan world is inherently filled with crises and opportunities. The lives and deaths of my disciples naturally depend on their own destiny."

"Yes..." The disciple responded with a trembling voice, and then shrank back.

Old Man Yuanqi glanced at him and said teasingly: "Old Ancestor, your disciples are not good enough. Are they being killed on the second Xuantian?"

The Mad Dragon Ancestor snorted coldly, "If you are not good at learning, just kill someone! Maybe after coming to Wenzong, you neglected your practice and just fell down?"

After all, the Kuanglong Patriarch closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Starting from the Second Xuantian, the light spots representing the Yinluo realm monks began to gradually disappear.

The space fluctuated slightly, and a large number of monks emerged. Among them were some early-stage Yilu realm monks, from all sects in the Taoist field. Many of these monks had a trace of heart palpitations on their faces.

Old Man Yuanqi spoke calmly and asked: "Something happened, why did so many people withdraw at once?"

(End of this chapter)