Eternal Gate

"Come in."

Zhao Yun smiled and entered the mountain gate first.

The three of Huluwa hurriedly followed, especially the troublemaker, who tugged Zhao Yun's clothes tightly behind him, for fear that Yan Yu would rub him on the ground. The master said that women hold grudges, especially beautiful women.

"I have seen the Holy Master."

"I have seen the little uncle."

Everywhere Zhao Yun went, he always had to say hello.

And as a person walking with him, he naturally attracted much attention.

No one recognized the troublemaker, the snoring boy, and the bald old man, but it was Misty Rain. Some of the elders looked at them and brushed their beards. They always felt familiar, as if they had seen them before, but they couldn't see their true appearance, and they were covered with strange powers.

"It is worthy of the inheritance of the gods, and the background is very strong."

Huluwa and troublemakers, they looked left and right wherever they went.

Yan Yu had been to the Immortal Sect before, but it was not as novel as it appeared. Compared with the scenery along the way, she saw more of Zhao Yun. It was not long since Kunlun, and the eternal body was nirvana again.

"So many babies!"

"So many monsters!"

"So many beauties!"

The three troublemakers are still chatting, and they are very happy.

Zhao Yun has already seen the strangeness, and sometimes he will introduce it.

"Your wife is very beautiful." Yan Yu said suddenly.

"You sent an incarnation to the mortal world?" Zhao Yun subconsciously looked sideways.

Yan Yu nodded with a smile. She was mainly curious. She was curious about what kind of woman is worthy of eternity. Having seen it, it was indeed a good story and a beautiful marriage.

"They're fine."

"It's safe and sound."

Zhao Yun was silent, or in other words, his mind was in a trance again.

He has been away for too long, and he misses his hometown as well.

"When you are free, go to Dream Island with me." Yan Yu handed over a jug of wine.

Zhao Yun's thoughts were interrupted, and he took the jug, "What's important?"

"The throne of immortality requires you and me to work together to obtain its power." Yan Yu said with a smile.

"The throne of immortality is on the Island of Dreams?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"There is a restriction on it, and only Uncle Mengxian can unlock it."

"Understood." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, his eyes shining brightly.

What an opportunity this is! There is no reason not to go.

Even if the rain does not come, he will go to the Dream Island again. Does he still point at Mengxian to let out the clouds? That **** is very powerful, and most of them have a way to avoid the deity to sacrifice, so as to be free.

While speaking, several people have reached the corner of the mountain.

Misty rain went to the other side, to be precise, to find Bu Niantian.

This time, she came to Xianzong not only to find Zhao Yun, but also to bring the task assigned by her master.

call!

Seeing Yan Yu leave, the troublemaker heaved a sigh of relief.

The conscience of heaven and earth! It was really a misunderstanding before.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you must have met a lot of opportunities." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

As early as in Kunlun, he had seen these three, their bloodlines have changed a lot, and there is a hidden power in the body, which is very vicissitudes and ancient, if it recovers, it will definitely be overbearing.

"Wandering into a ruin, got a lot of good fortune." Huluwa said hehe.

"It's such a thing as luck! It also depends on the character." The troublemaker adjusted his collar, and he didn't forget to swipe his hair when he was done. Everyone has a good spirit at a happy event. My lord, am I handsome again.

Still bald and reserved, he glanced at Huluwa and squinted at the troublemaker. I really don't know where the confidence of these two came from. Talking about luck in front of the eternal body, this one is a professional.

The three chatted and laughed and went straight to Tianzi Mountain.

There are many disciples of Elder Lu Yu. In addition to salutes to say hello, they also peep at the troublemakers, friends of the Holy Master, and they are indeed not ordinary characters. Just like these three, they all have a good foundation.

"The old man really likes those two little things."

"With cultivation, his achievements will be extraordinary."

The old **** stick and the fat immortal who followed in the dark were murmuring again, and they all had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

Think, or give up.

Master once said, don't forget the original intention.

Their goal is Zhao Yun's baby, who will give birth to a big fat boy. They will teach him carefully, and they will definitely train him to be a magic stick...ahhh...talent.

what...!

Soon, screams were heard from Tianzi Mountain.

Zhao Gongzi's way of hospitality was ingenious. When he climbed the mountain, he threw his three good friends into the Tianyu Immortal Furnace, where the flames were raging, and the thunder and lightning were torn apart.

He saw it clearly, the strength of these three bodies was unstable, and they needed a lot of fighting.

Knowing that Zhao Yunliang worked hard, the three of them gritted their teeth and insisted, the pain was a little bit, and the benefits were many.

Under the old tree, Zhao Yun was not idle either, carrying two talismans and burying his head in research.

That is the killing talisman and the slaughtering talisman. He has seen its power, which is much better than the explosive talisman. If the number is large enough and the level is high enough, the fairy king can also be blasted to ashes.

Just do it.

He moved out of the desk, and also took the line of the talisman.

"It's good to have high talent!" The old **** stick sighed.

Thinking about others, there is not enough time to cultivate, how can I have the energy to cultivate other things, and Zhao Yun, who can focus on multiple uses, not only the combat power is tyrannical and domineering, but also has a lot of accomplishments in alchemy and spells.

As the old saying goes, you can't chew too much.

However, there is still the second half of this sentence: too many skills do not overwhelm the body.

Although it is contradictory, it is divided into people. Zhao Yun is an outlier in the latter. As for the former, it is good to repair one, and greed for more is no use.

The breeze blew lightly, and a graceful figure appeared.

Saintess Nai Daluo, after recuperating for many days, finally got out of the seclusion. A sunset forbidden spell gave her a whole life. After this time out of the seclusion, she was restored to the original state, and her cultivation base was much more diligent.

"Thank you for your rescue." Saintess Daluo's eyes were sincere.

"Hands up." Zhao Yun's smile contained a hint of embarrassment. He wanted to ask Saintess Daluo if she remembered what happened when she was in the dark, such as... peeking at the black and white double evil.

"I've been to the mortal world, and I paid homage to Master." Saintess Daluo said again.

"The deceased has passed away, condolences." Zhao Yun's words were quite serious.

Thinking back to the past, how sad and tragic the immortals died. There was no relative or friend around him, but he, a young descendant whom he had never met, sent him off in the dark.

He should thank the immortal immortal. It was that senior who passed on his myriad methods of immortality and helped him to escape from danger and death again and again. The immortal immortality contributed to his rise.

"Are you still a talisman?" Saintess Daluo approached the table.

"I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do, and the right should be a distraction." Zhao Gongzi said it quite modestly, but in the view of Saintess Daluo, this is not a pastime, and looking at his style of drawing talismans and the spirit of his brushwork, it does not take a day or two to settle down. from.

While speaking, Zhao Yun made another talisman.

It's a pity that it was a failure, and the lines on the rune were right, but it didn't have any magic power.

"The killing talisman is not drawn like this."

Saintess Daluo smiled softly and took the talisman.

Seeing her dancing on the talisman paper, she was not only graceful, but also completed in one go.

Zhao Yun couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he really underestimated this man, he still has this unique skill.

He is a man of learning, he is serious, and it is an honor to have someone teach him.

"Don't say it, it's quite a match."

"Well, there is a legendary husband and wife."

The two old men were still very optimistic about Zhao Yun and Saintess Daluo.

There is also that little girl from Taoism, do you want to do it together?

man! It is normal to marry him with three wives and four concubines. If you make a few more little dolls, they can train them to become adults. The immortal sect has been in decline for too long, and the disciples of the descendants will point to them.