The meaning of covering the sky is supreme

Chapter 143
This rocky mountain is bare, only a vague imprint of the sun exists, it is only the size of a palm, and the imprint is very light, like a natural imprint, it is impossible to see if you don't pay attention.

But she felt an unprecedented resonance, and even, in her eyes, the big sun suddenly lit up, like a real sun, blooming with thousands of rays of brilliance.

"The Western Emperor's Sutra!" Zixia exclaimed.

However, as soon as she spoke out, she was patted on the shoulder, "It's rare for you to keep your mind and comprehend seriously."

Zixia slowly calmed down, her whole body was in harmony with the Tao, standing there, like a fairy plant, very beautiful.

But beside her, the figure had already left, and was heading towards the next mountain that he found.

The old place of Yaochi remained the same, the crowd-like figures dispersed after finding the engraved picture, and only ten figures stood among the big mountains.

After a long time, Luo Tianchen put away the eight avatars, silently watching Zixia earnestly and obsessively branding strands of Taoism.

Seriously speaking, Zixia's talent is not very good, even among the young women of this generation, in terms of talent alone, whether it is the saint of Yaochi or Yan Ruyu, it can be said bluntly that they are all vases.

But there is the body of the Queen Mother of the West in the fairy lake, and the same physique has a special connection. He has a way to let Zixia get close, but if he really gets the inheritance of the Queen Mother of the West, it means that he has to inherit the karma of the prefecture. Dacheng's Zixia is not dead enough.

"Everyone has their own chances. They can change for a while, but they can't change forever." Luo Tianchen shook his head, pushing the thoughts out of his mind just now. He had no intention of cultivating power, let alone being a bodyguard.

With his current growth rate of cultivation, it may not be many years before he becomes king. When the road is over, he will only go to the big stage of the starry sky.

Time passed slowly, and five days passed in a blink of an eye. Zixia stood up and walked towards the figure sitting cross-legged on the mountain, "There are only Daogong scrolls and four-pole scrolls. Even so, I still want to thank you, brother."

Zixia bowed slightly, feeling a little emotional, the Holy Land had racked her brains and thought hard for the Western Emperor's Sutra, but in the end she hadn't achieved anything. Today, she realized the importance of the Western Emperor's Sutra to the innate Taoism after watching the scriptures created by the Queen Mother of the West.

This is not only about the potential development of the physique, but also about how to better control the Dao. For her, just a scroll of four poles has extraordinary significance.

"You don't need to thank me. Pass me the four-pole volume first, and write me a Bible by the way." Luo Tianchen smiled slightly, his teeth were white, and black lines rose on Zixia's forehead.

"Where can I find a Bible for you...Does the incomplete one count? When I was traveling, I stumbled into an ancient mansion and got half of the Bible."

"It doesn't matter. There seem to be two or three complete Bibles in the mansion. Those old men are thieves, and they don't even show Zi Xiao. You can give me one later."

Zixia: "..."

After a long time, Luo Tianchen put away the jade pages contentedly, and handed her the three volumes of the Bible belonging to the Zifu, "Are you sure you want to go back to the Zifu?"

"Well, I'm going to retreat for a while to rebuild the four poles and the Dao Palace. These two stages are very important to my future."

Luo Tianchen nodded, and led Zixia towards the way she came. Not long after, she appeared on the crimson outside world.

"Bon Voyage."

"Senior brother, please be careful. Junior sister is waiting for you to return home." Zixia smiled playfully, as if she meant something, but she did not explain, but sacrificed the Xuanyu platform and left.

"Wait for me to go back to the mansion... I believe what you said, you idiot!"

Luo Tianchen shook his head, buried the big hole conveniently, took out his Nine Birds card and trotted towards the nearby city.

This is a journey that belongs to him alone. The land is boundless, and the northern region is too barren. He has traveled for thousands of miles, and there are basically few other things except source mines and bare mountain gravel.

"Little brat, I finally found you!"

Suddenly, there was a cold shout from the sky, extremely cold, like a demon god who chose to eat people, but the person who came did not show his body, but hid in the void in front of him, exuding wisps of powerful fluctuations.

The jade chariot was hazy, as if surrounded by a galaxy of stars, and it moved forward quietly, being pulled by nine purple peacocks, as if it completely ignored the power of the sky above.

"The Xiantian Dao fetus is not there..." That mighty man hesitated a little, but he acted very vigorously, before he finished thinking, he slapped him with a slap, but this also exposed his true body.

It was a thin old man. He was wearing a Taoist robe of the Holy Land, his face was blurred, but when he raised his hand, it seemed that a sky was pressed down. Before the terrifying Qi came, the earth was torn apart.

Suddenly, a figure with wings on its back rushed up into the sky at extreme speed. His speed was so fast that the Taoist was stunned.

"You have reached the middle stage of dragon transformation...how is this possible!"

"Boom!"

The entire sky collapsed, and the black hole was dark and deep, like an abyss, filled with terrible holy power.

"When you know, that means you're going to die." Luo Tianchen looked at the blood-smeared void for a moment, frowning.

The people in Daoyi Holy Land are not stupid, it is impossible for them to attack and kill him wearing Taoist robes when they are full.

"It's not the monster clan... which side would it be?"

Luo Tianchen murmured to himself, wiped away the traces in the air, and returned to the jade chariot.

Under normal circumstances, no one would attack the direct lineage of the Holy Land, unless those direct lineages were too monstrous and made him feel the pressure to teach the big shots, so they would find a way to get rid of them.

But what he didn't know was that in an ancient territory far away in the central region, on a god island hanging high in the sky, a figure held a broken jade tablet and hurriedly ran to a palace on it.

"Patriarch, something happened to the elder of Taishang Feng Shuang!"

"What's going on?!" In the hall, the majestic middle-aged man whispered.

"I don't know, the life card that was originally good suddenly exploded."

The patriarch waved his hand, signaling the disciples in the clan to retreat, and it wasn't until the disciple left that two old men appeared behind him.

"It's careless, Feng Feng's death is not worth it, those two people should have powerful secret treasures on them, otherwise they would not be able to kill Feng Feng."

"Now is not the time to think about this kind of thing. Although Feng Feng is thoughtful, there will inevitably be accidents. Xiaofeng, please arrange it, and don't let the people from Zifu find us."

"Don't worry, grandfather. They couldn't find out. It's a pity that they failed to provoke a war between the two religions."

Obviously, if the four poles of mobilizing a great power and attacking and killing are successful, the entire Zifu may go completely insane.

Although it is not clever to set blame, the effect is often terrible.

(End of this chapter)