At The Beginning, The Holy Land Master Is The Uncle, And The Empress Is A Disciple And A Slave.

In a magnificent hall, Di Tian sat at the top of the throne.

Liu Ruyan takes the deputy seat to accompany him.

I saw Liu Ruyan speaking: "It seems that I am right. Di Yun's death is inseparable from Gu Liangyuan."

"Fellow Daoist Li, he should have died in the hands of Gu Liangyuan. There is no need for the Holy Emperor to wait any longer."

When Di Tian heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

If there was evidence that Gu Liangyuan was responsible for this matter, he would not hesitate and would immediately attack the Supreme Holy Land and ask Lu Qingmei to hand over Gu Liangyuan.

But... now that they are talking empty words, the Supreme Holy Land is not made of clay, and there are ghosts who can let people go.

Fulongting is coming soon. If we start a war with Taishang Holy Land at this time, the gains outweigh the losses...

After thinking about it, the gatekeeper at the gate of Di Tian Chao said:

"Qingyun, go and invite the two elders Tiancan."

"yes."

Not long after, the disciple came back and led two monks in.

These two people,

One is tall and slender, more than two meters tall.

One was as short as a child.

Tall with a limp, short with a broken arm.

As soon as the two entered the palace door, the tall and slender monk smiled before Di Yun could say anything:

"If you lose, I will say that the number of people in the palace is an even number."

The little monk immediately retorted:

"It's obvious that you lost. The Holy Lord, the girl, and the three of us are obviously five people, an odd number."

"Hey, you Wu Laoba, you are cheating."

"Well, Sun Laojiu, you obviously can't afford to gamble."

"You said who can't afford to gamble? My greatest virtue is that I am willing to admit defeat. There is no difference between what you say and slap in my face."

Listening to the two people talking more and more, Di Tian scolded him softly:

"That's enough. If you two have anything to do, we'll talk about it later. I called you here today for a serious matter."

When the two heard this, they snorted at each other and then stopped arguing.

"Li Xingyi was recently sent to the Supreme Holy Land by me. He hasn't returned for a long time. I want you to make a trip to see what's going on."

"By the way, Gu Liangyuan was assassinated."

The two of them looked surprised:

"No wonder I haven't seen him during this time. Okay, let's leave this matter to our brothers."

After saying this, without waiting for Ditian to say anything else, the two of them turned into two wisps of blue smoke and disappeared into the hall.

Looking at the appearance of these two people, Liu Ruyan frowned slightly:

"Holy Emperor, are these two reliable?"

Di Yun smiled confidently:

"Don't look at their crazy personalities, but they are both at the peak of virtual refining, and they practice rare combination skills. If the two of them join forces, they can fight together!"

Hearing this, Liu Ruyan felt relieved and stopped talking.

Song Xian'er, why don't you die cleanly? There must be a trace of your soul left alive to make me spend so much effort.

Just wait, get rid of Gu Liangyuan, your biggest backer, and you will be next!

When you are completely dead, I will be the most outstanding woman in the clan.

The only choice for the Immortal Emperor's concubine is me...

The next day, Chou hour, the sun has not yet risen.

At the foot of Wangqing Peak, a sneaky figure was looking around.

Seeing no one around, the man looked at the mountain gate not far away, his body turned into a stream of light, and shot out directly!

At this time, Zhen Fengliu and Jia Zhengjing, who were guarding the door, suddenly felt something moving behind them.

Before he could turn his head, he felt a pain in the back of his head almost at the same time.

His vision went dark and he fainted completely.

After the two fell down, Jun Aozhi's figure appeared out of thin air.

In his right hand, he also holds a short stick that looks like gold but not gold, and looks like wood but not wood.

On the short stick, there is a crooked word "virtue" engraved on it.

Judging from the debris remaining next to the font, it was obvious that the German character was engraved recently.

Looking at the two people who were completely unconscious, Jun Aozhi reached out and put away the short stick.

"It's easy to convince people with virtue. After I go back, I have to find a refiner to make a gold brick."

"When the time comes, I will also let Gu Liangyuan have a taste of how to convince others with virtue!"

"You still bet with me?"

"You lost the moment you made the bet!"

"My people are all gone, how can you still use it to verify whether I have the blood of the devil?"

"Young, still young."

With that said, Jun Aozhi turned his hand back again and took out a bell.

Shake it, jingle the bell, and produce bursts of purple smoke.

The purple smoke fell to the ground and turned into a little boy wearing a bellyband.

The little boy landed. When he saw that it was Jun Aozhi, he was so frightened that he quickly tried to get into the bell, but Jun Aozhi stopped him:

"Xiao Dang, why did you run when you saw the young master?"

When the boy named Xiaodang heard this, he was so frightened that he cried:

"Wow, you are a bad person. You stole Brother Yin and sold him. Now you want to sell the pawn as well. You are bad."

Jun Aozhi glared: "Stop crying, if you cry again I will really sell you!"

When Xiaodang was stared at by Jun Aozhi, he immediately stopped crying and bit his lip, looking aggrieved.

Jun Aozhi looked around and saw that Xiaodang's crying did not attract anyone else, so he said:

"I'm a prodigal, but I'm not stupid."

"Our Jun family only has three immortal artifacts. They are the foundation of life. Can I sell them easily?"

"Besides, do you think anyone would really dare to take it after I sell it?"

"This is a scene that I did with the Wang family boy. The basic purpose is to let my mother redeem it again, and I can earn some spiritual stones from it."

"That Fang Dayin should still be lying in our treasure house now."

When Xiaodang heard this, he blinked his big black eyes and looked at Jun Aozhi:

"Really?"

Jun Aozhi nodded solemnly: "Really!"

"Now I have to ask you for help. Now I am in this Holy Land. There are restrictions everywhere and I can't get out."

"If you can take me out, I will find Master Hao from Tianbao Pavilion and help you decorate it with some gems to make you look better."

Listening to the conversation between the two, it was obvious that this little boy was the bell's weapon spirit!

The weapon spirit is the transformation of the spiritual wisdom born from the spiritual treasure.

The conditions for the formation of a weapon spirit are extremely harsh. In addition to the years of cultivation, it must be at least an immortal weapon to be qualified to form a weapon spirit.

Obviously, Jun Aozhi smuggled out the family heirloom artifact as his last trump card to escape.

But with his current strength, he cannot exert the power of the immortal weapon, so he can only turn to the weapon spirit for help.

Xiaodang listened to Jun Aozhi's words, bit his fingers and thought for a while, and then said:

"It's not difficult for me to send you out. I'm just afraid that some people won't agree."

Jun Aozhi glared: "Jiji Waiwai, what's the matter with you? If anyone disagrees, I will let him see how I can convince others with virtue!"

At this moment, a playful voice sounded from behind Jun Aozhi:

"I would like to see and see, which one is better at convincing others with your virtue, or mine."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jun Aozhi's expression suddenly froze.

The weapon spirit named Xiaodang chuckled and got into the bell again:

"Young Master, please wish yourself well."

Jun Aozhi turned his head and forced a smile on his face:

"Teacher...master."

Gu Liangyuan stretched out his hand, and the bell in Jun Aozhi's hand was caught in his hand.

"I will keep the immortal artifact for you first, and I will return it to you on the day when you form the elixir."

(In my heart: Then there will be another opportunity for a critical attack. Disciples who bring their own resources will really have peace of mind.)

"Come on, let me see how you can convince others with your virtue."

Seeing the familiar golden light in Gu Liangyuan's hand, Jun Aozhi was so frightened that he ran away.

Unfortunately, all this is in vain.

"Ah! Master... I was wrong..."

"I won't run away...I won't run away anymore..."

"Ah... help, it's a murder..."

"Mom...I want to go home...wuwuwu"